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clanwarrior-tumbly · 4 months

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I'd like to request a ShinyHunter!Reader giving their epilogue friends Pokemon they caught during their adventure (can be traded or gifted), with handwritten notes carefully taped inside their Pokeballs kinda explaining the meaning behind them:

Carmine - Authentic Polteageist

"I came to Kitakami as a stranger but left as your friend. It's my hope that this Pokemon and your beloved Sinistcha can be good buddies just as we are now."

Kieran - Roaring Moon / Iron Valiant

"I wanted to give you something that's just as rare, powerful, and wonderful as you are. Just as you found yourself through the darkness during the excursion in Area Zero, so too did I find this Pokemon."

Arven - Arcanine

"I wanted you and Mabosstiff to have a loyal, strong companion by your side, someone who will be by your side no matter what happens in life."

Nemona - Whatever the reader's starter was

"I wanted you to carry a piece of me in your party, since you've been the first friend to support and encourage me on my adventure."

Penny - Either Espeon or Glaceon

"I know you love a certain type of Pokemon, and I hoped this one would find belonging with your team - just like you've found it with me, Team Star, and the others."

Ik we can't trade shinies but damn it if gamefreak won't let us,,,we writers WILL make it happen

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Carmine

One of the first things she learned about you during your trip to Kitakami was your obsession with shiny-hunting. You've done it all your life, with your first ever starter pokemon being a shiny, too!

You literally spend hours at a time running around different places, looking for Pokémon that either have a darker/lighter hue to their colors or looked incredibly different.

Tbh wonders if this is some Paldea craze bc no way could she see herself wasting so much time...

Despite that, your team of shiny 'mons had great stats and kicked her team down pretty good.

For a while she thought you were being the biggest show-off.

But after everything that happened with Ogerpon, the Loyal Three, BB Academy, Kieran, Terapagos, Pecharunt, etc..Carmine becomes one of your closest friends, learning to accept and support your passions for shiny hunting.

When she decides to trade you a Poltchageist, you surprise her by trading back a Shiny Polteageist with the authentic stamp, having found it by sheer luck.

Inside its pokeball, she discovers a note carefully taped within, and you assure her she can read it in front of you.

"To Carmine: I arrived to Kitakami as a stranger, but left as your friend, and I'm glad our bond has grown stronger. It's my hope that this Authentic Polteageist and your Sinistcha can become good buddies just like we have -[Y/n]"

She was so close to tearing up until she reads the word "authentic" and wonders how tf you managed to find such a specific Pokémon (especially a shiny authentic Polteageist).

"Well I had to set up a camp near Alfornada and then-" You almost start infodumping your hunting strategies, but she stops you with a hug instead.

"I promise they'll become the best of friends, and if not....then I'll...I'll make them be friends!" She huffs, while you just smile and hug her back, glad she appreciated the note.

Kieran

In Kitakami, he was always fascinated by your team of shinies, and at dinner he gawked when you brought up tales of your harrowing adventures in trying to find them.

For instance, you nearly got beaten up by some Mankeys before finding a Shiny Primeape somewhere nearby--but talked about it so casually. Like it was just another normal day for you.

You're not only strong, but very brave too..and he admires those traits.

Although when you two meet again at BB, it's just more fuel added to his jealousy of you. And he even comments about whether you wasted more time shiny hunting or training.

In the underdepths, you found a Shiny Carbink, and he tries catching it first---only for it to break out of the pokeball, and he scowls when you capture it without much trouble.

But after reconciling with each other and resolving the whole mess with Pecharunt, Kieran decides to trade you an Applin (after hyping himself up to ask you ofc).

You considered trading him one as well...

But you thought of something even better that also held special meaning:

A Shiny Paradox Pokémon you found when you returned to Area Zero to capture the alpha 'raidon.

More specifically, it was [Roaring Moon/Iron Valiant], and he was absolutely stunned when the creature pops out and greets him, unable to believe his eyes.

"W-Wowzers, you're actually gonna let me have one of.....huh?" It presents him with a note, handwritten by you.

"To Kieran: I wanted to give you something that's just as rare, powerful, and wonderful as you are. Just like how you've found yourself through the darkness back in Area Zero, I too found this Paradox Pokémon waiting for me. May it be your guiding light to future victories -[Y/N]"

He doesn't realize he's crying at your touching message until he sees several teardrops staining the paper.

How did he get so lucky to have such a caring and forgiving person like you in his life?

Arven

He knew about your shiny hunting hobby, although at times he thinks you're nuts for willing to risk life and limb for a slightly differently colored Pokémon.

You have notes about how you found a Shiny Garganacl, Copperajah, Gabite, Houndstone, and even an Iron Bundle--all down in Area Zero.

You explain that sparkling sandwich recipes make them show up more often, and he tries it out and is stunned when he finds a Shiny later on.

Ofc you take a little pride in teaching him something new.

When he visits the League Club and decides to trade Pokémon with you, it wasn't that hard to figure out what to give him.

He's stunned when it's a Shiny Arcanine with a note taped within the pokeball, addressed to him.

"To Arven: I've helped you and Mabosstiff before, and I will do so again. So here's a Pokémon who will be forever loyal to you both. No matter what curveballs life may throw at you, Arcanine will never leave your side -[Y/N] (PS: I've been calling this one Mustard, but you can give it a new name if you wish).

He laughs a little at the end of the message, as it brought a huge smile to his face.

"Not a bad name, buddy! Thank you..truly. I think Mustard and Mabosstiff will get along just fine."

Nemona

She'll thrilled you've found your calling as a shiny hunter during your Pokemon journey, but always reminded you not to forget about being her "rival for life", too.

When all is said and done, you invited her to the clubroom at the BB Academy with an idea.

Since she was the first person in Paldea to give you the encouragement to start your Pokémon journey, you wanted to give her something extra special to show your thanks.

Although first you had to pull her away from Kieran (who was startled by her demand for a battle) and distract her by proposing a trade.

Turns out she planned to do that exact same thing when she arrived....but got caught up in meeting a fellow champion and totally forgot in her excitement.

Anyways, you finally did a trade and Nemona's amazed when you give her a shiny version of your starter Pokémon (meanwhile, your fully-leveled starter ace is standing beside you, looking proud).

She's so hyped to rush outside and train it that she doesn't even see the note you left in the pokeball until the shiny gives it to her.

"Huh?? Oh! How could I have missed this??" She gasps dramatically before sitting down to read it over.

"To Nemona: You've always supported and encouraged me since the start of my Pokémon journey, and I couldn't be more grateful. So as my first friend and rival here in Paldea, I wanted you to carry a piece of me in your party. May you both grow stronger together -[Y/N]"

Her heart is just full as she reads the sweet note, before jumping up to crush you in a hug.

This really meant a lot to her--more than you ever know considering you've been her #1 source of encouragement, too.

Penny

Tackling all the Team Star bases definitely gave you an excuse to do some shiny hunting on the side, and you soon come across an Eevee.

It had a lonely/timid nature when you caught it, feeling like a misfit despite being in your party of shinies.

You weren't sure which form to evolve it into, as it didn't seem interested in any stone or in becoming your friend.

After helping Team Star and Penny redeem themselves and resolve the mess with Pecharunt, you have a small chat in her dorm room about Shiny Eeveelutions--to which she remarks her attempts to collect them, yet is having terrible luck so far.

She's well aware that Flareon, Glaceon, and Leafeon shinies look painfully similar to their counterparts (having slightly different hues) and expresses her frustration in the fact she could have seen one but didn't realize...

Later, you find Shiny Eevee digging through your bag, and you wonder why until it pulls out an ice stone.....and it finally occurs to you that it heard your conversation with Penny.

Seems like it finally made its choice.

So when you invite her to the League Club, you trade her a Shiny Glaceon, to which she just gawks like "are you fr???? I can have this one????"

Then she sees the note meticulously taped inside and reads it to herself.

"To Penny: I know how much you love a certain type of Pokémon. So I entrust you with this Glaceon, a true Shiny. I hope it finds belonging in your team, just like you've found it in me, Team Star, and all the others -[Y/n]."

She can't help the smile growing on her face, taking off her glasses to wipe at her eyes, all while Shiny Glaceon smiles and comforts her--proving that it's ready to be her new companion.

#clanask #anonymous #pokemon x reader #pokemon sv x reader #pokemon scarlet x reader #pokemon violet x reader #pokemon carmine #pokemon kieran #pokemon arven #pokemon penny #pokemon nemona #shiny pokemon #headcanons

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durgaeludon · 6 months

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[post description:

First: A video of pokemon unite gameplay. Opposing Glaceon and Cinderace dance around together. They unleash their unites and continue dancing. They both eject button towards each other.

Second: a digital drawing of Cinderace and Glaceon, performing their unites and holding hands while grinning mischievously. Cinderace is wearing Captain Holowear, and Glaceon is wearing a purple hoodie holowear. The drawing is colored with yellow and purple hues.

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#pokemon unite #unite posting #pokemon #cinderace #glaceon #holowear

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lunaetis · 1 year

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▸▸ [ @v-iciious || plotted starter ]

─「リカ」─ training of the newcomers to the pokemon league headquarter by one of the ELITE FOUR wasn't something uncommon to see happen. not to mention how the ground-type master tended to take the role in showing the rope to these trainers whenever time permitted. though it was called a training, one rarely see the receptionist of paldea pokemon league get too serious.

" iron head ! " with a clear command, the donphan let out a mighty roar, head turning into metallic substance before slamming into its target, sending the GLACEON flying back as the crowd cheered louder in absolute excitement. that was the battle-decider by all means, though instead of her eyes watching her opponent, rika had her gaze upon certain someone among the crowd that set her heart ablaze like no other. gloved digits held out her pokeball, recalling back her trusted pokemon before tilting her head. only then that her eyes landed on the trainer, their face barely REGISTERING into her mind right now.

" better luck next time, yeah ? " a charming smile flashed towards the challenger, before she waved to the crowds, yet her line of vision was locked upon him and only him. she secretly bit her lip. how long had it been since they had seen one another ? words bubbled within her throat, and the urge to simply throw her arms around his form was barely CONTAINED. what a cheeky man. when one of her coworkers came over with an invitation for a drink after this, seeing as it was friday evening and they were clocking out from work, she waved them off with a grin. " ah, sorry. i already have plans. i'll see you on monday. "

before heading back inside and towards the locker room to change, those CRIMSON HUES couldn't help sparing another glance to a certain figure within the crowd, feeling the organ in her left chest skipping a beat. the effect he had on her with the absence was almost ridiculous. and she was sure he was well-aware of that, too.

#v iciious #viciious #.ignition #.[ rika ]#[ i AM SO EXCITED FOR THIS AAAAAAH #THANK YOU FOR DOING THIS WITH ME #i'll think of a tag for them later but AAAAAAAAH #rika be smitten af ... the pining is -real- here #despite her not showing ANY of that on the surface u vu ]

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sweetcatmintea · 5 years

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Trickster Sylveon Theory (context)

Leafeon | Glaceon | Umbreon

[image: a digital illustration (with five detail shots) of a night forest scene in the Kalos region in Pokemon. The main figures are a semi-realistic sylveon who is leading a young child into the woods. The child is wearing an eevee onesie and holding a chespin plush. Their back is to the viewer. The sylveon has one ribbon wrapped around the child’s hand and one holding the back of their head. Spotted in the trees behind the sylveon and child are a noctowl (sitting on a large, smooth, blue stone and eyeing the pair), two spritzee on a branch above them, one leaning on the other asleep, and the second looking down at the scene, and a phantump half hidden behind a tree. There is a ring of mushrooms in the right half of the mid-ground, illuminated by the moon. There are trees, one fallen, in the foreground, with a sleeping espurr curled in a pile of leaves. The whole image has a warm pinky purple hue to it.]

Comments and speedpaint under the cut!

Happy Halloween!

I was really excited about this one! Originally, I thought Sylveon would be the last because I had No idea how I wanted to draw him. However, when I started to think about fae lore, I was hit with inspiration ^u^

This design of Sylveon is a mix of Borzoi dog and Oriental cat, two animals I consider to be very fairy like in appearance. He also has albino pink cat eyes instead of his usual pupil-less blue. I kinda feel like this Sylveon is trying to lead his person away so he can try to keep them safe in a weird sorta way. I’m really happy with how the lines turned out! The colours didn’t quite hit the mark I was aiming for, but hey, it’s another lesson learned.I listened to Billie Eilish’s ‘When we fall asleep, where do we go?’ album so many times while working on this XD Ilomilo kinda became the unofficial mood song for it.

Here’s the speedpaint: (The last section of effects and finishing touches got cut off but the video is already pretty long so I don’t think it’s that bad)

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#original art #fan art #pokemon #pokemon fan art #sylveon #Kalos #fairy type #semi-realistic #semi-realistic pokemon #noctowl #spritzee #phantump #espurr #fae #fairy #digital art #speedpaint #process video #More at my deviantArt SweetCatMint

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tarotdeckshuffle · 5 years

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Half Astral Series: Prompto

I think that this piece turned out very well! I hope you all enjoy! 😊

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Prompto

In the city, the air was just starting to chill. The once colorful leaves laid dry on the ground, serenading passers-by with the sound of late fall. But here, far above the city, deep snow sat comfortably in its mountain home.

Prompto had brought you to a cabin in the clouds. He said that a friend’s family owned it, but all you cared about was that it would be a weekend alone for the two of you.

Days spent in the thin atmosphere seemed dreamlike. The silence of the mountain forest was cut by the sounds of your giggles as you learned to snowshoe and ski. The only thing more beautiful than the clear night sky was the pink blush across Prompto’s glowing face as he smiled at you.

Today, you had taken a snowmobile out to explore. Prompto knew about some “special place” he wanted you to see. You held onto him tightly as your motorized sled sped over the frozen landscape.

What your love had been so excited to show you was the sort of scene that inspired great paintings: a lake literally frozen in time. You didn’t think it possible, but everything about the massive feature was pure ice! What had once been water now sparkled in the sunlight. There was no snow on the surface, leaving it’s beautiful teal features exposed for all to admire. Even the waterfall looked frozen in time.

As the sun was high in the sky, you and Prompto found yourself stopping, once again, to admire the blue jewel of water before you.

Your sunshine took a deep breath, soaking in everything about the mountain, as he stared out over the ice. He began to say something, but what it was, you would never know.

If there was a god of mischief, they had gifted you with a wonderful idea!

Thwack!

Your cold hands still threw with amazing accuracy!

Prompto stood in shock as remnants of a snowball slid from his cap. You gasped to regain the breath your fits of laughter stole from you.

Your laughter also obscounded with your attention.

Before you knew what had happened, you were faced with the catastrophe of icy crystals sliding down your back from the snowball that hit you in the head.

And with the first casualty of your warmth, the snowball fight was on!

The two of you ran and slid through the white wonderland around you, throwing hastily formed snowballs like your life depended on it. Prompto had an amazing aim, but very little muscle to speak of, so his throws never went far. You had gotten the drop on him from above, heaving an armful of snow down on him.

Now, he sought revenge! You hid behind a drift as he advanced, unaware of your position. This would be the moment of truth!

“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” he sang, tossing and catching a snowball as he walked.

You peeped over the embankment, waiting for your opportunity. Suddenly, it struck!

Prompto was distracted by something in the trees to his left! Every muscle in your legs sprang to life, lifting you from your hiding place to face your darling adversary!

But the shot was never to be yours.

In a slowed moment, you watched as Prompto’s head turned to lock eyes with you. Before you had a chance to pitch, the snow around you came alive with magic!

A dozen perfectly formed orbs of cold magic hurtled towards your love with sublime accuracy.

Time resumed it’s running pace as you watched Prompto become bombarded in white. He fell to the ground as both of you stared at each other in shock.

“Not fair,” he cried indignantly.

“That wasn’t me!” You threw up your hands to prove innocence, hastily dropping the snowball in the process.

“Really? Then who was it?” Prompto was starting to brush himself off. You dashed over to help him to his feet.

Soon enough, he had his answer. You had just gotten him to his feet when you heard small giggles echo through the trees around you.

Prompto grabbed onto your arm, panic written across his face. “Is that a...a ghost,” he whimpered.

But you didn’t share in his fright. Your mouth contorted into an exaggerated frown as twelve scantily clad fairly like figures made their way out of the trees and rocks around you.

“For the last time, mom, would you PLEASE put some clothes on!”

The twelve fairies smiled as they converged into a blinding light. From the light emerged Gentiana.

The elusive woman strode towards you, her eyes half closed, looking at her feet. As she reached you, she looked up and placed one icey hand on your cheek.

“Greetings, darling.” She opened her eyes to gaze into yours. Her smile spoke tales of fondness, joy, and warmth that others who new the Glaceon would never know.

Knowing everything was in good fun, you smiled back at her. “Hello, mother.” You had missed her. Her cool touch felt welcoming on your skin. In your heart, you knew it had been far too long.

“MOTHER?!?” Prompto had returned to his senses, now crying out in confusion. He looked between the two of you, thoroughly distraught by what had just happened.

Giantiana turned towards him, a smile of warm recognition mixed with a hint of mischief graced her perfect face. “Hello, Prompto.” Her voice was distinct against the sounds of the forest, yet still soft on the ears.

And in a single moment, your darling sunflower lost all of his composure.

He started blubbering, pointing to places Shiva had hidden in her diamond dust form, then at Giantiana, then at you. The only distinguishable words were “Shiva,” “Giantiana,” and “mom”. His face turned redder by the second.

Finally, he stopped. His cheeks were crimson and his mouth hung open as he stared at you. Silence fell over the world.

Before you and your mother turned to each other and started giggling. Prompto looked exasperated in his confusion at the whole situation.

Finally, you regained your breath. With love filled words, you decided to straighten out the situation.

“Darling, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.” You paused to make sure he was listening. He nodded, open mouthed. You took a deep breath. “Meet my mother, Shiva.”

It took many explanations mixed with frantic moments trying to calm Prompto as he hyperventilated, before you were able to fully explain the situation. As per usual, your mother was little help: she stood by silently, nodding and smiling whenever the moment suited her.

Yes, Giantiana and Shiva were one in the same. And you?

You were a demi-god. Not by birth, but by blood adoption. You had been abandoned as a baby, too young to fend for yourself. Against the wishes of all other gods, Shiva took pity on you. She opted to adopt you and care for you as one of her own. When Bahamut threatened to destroy her newfound tiny mortal, she found ways to circumvent him.

All it took was a single drop of her blood.

She had fed you one drop of her blood, hoping with all of her godly might, that it would make you strong enough to stand against Bahamut’s rage and time’s fury.

And it worked.

You were now of her blood. You shared her powers and her grace. It allowed your life to continue seemingly without end and gave you the ability to move through time and space without a sound.

After a mere 300 years of living with your mother, you decided to venture out on your own. For the last century, you had been wandering through the eras and landscapes of Eos. You had seen empires rise and fall, families be born and tear apart, and watched the trials of love.

But this was different...

You had sent Prompto off, allowing Shiva a moment alone with you.

“Is he worth it?” She asked in a soft tone, watching your love walk away beside you.

You smiled. Your heart had always known the answer to that question but this was the first time you ever voiced it.

“Yes.”

Your mother looked into your eyes to test the truth of them. She smiled in satisfaction at the answer.

“Then you have my blessing.” Her dark hair disappeared into a flurry of crystalline snowflakes before you.

The sun made its way across the sky. Back in the cabin, you and Prompto snuggled by the fire to warm up. The time had passed in silence, with him simply staring into the flames.

“Why?” He suddenly blurted. He was warming his hands on a mug of hot chocolate.

“What?”

“Tell me why...this!” Chocolate spilled from his cup as he threw his hands up. HIs eyes looked fearful as he turned towards you.

“This?” “Why me? Why are you here? Am I just your...current toy? What am I to you? I mean, I can’t be much! Look at you! You’re part god! You practically ARE a god! I don’t getwhyyou’dbewithmeand…”

With a single finger to his pink lips, you hushed your love’s panic. You held it there for a long moment, until he exhaled and allowed himself to relax.

You removed your finger from his lips before giving yourself a moment to collect your thoughts. “I’m here because with you...with you everything is new again. With you, everything is beautiful and...filled with love.” You looked up to see him staring at you with a childlike awe. “With you, I don’t just see life, I EXPERIENCE it!” You searched his eyes, “Do you get that?”

He shook his head, but wore a warm smile. “No, but if it makes sense to you, that’s good enough for me.”

But his answer wasn’t good enough for you!

You grabbed his hand as you threw away the blanket over his lap. Your empty mugs lay discarded on the ground as you drug him to the front porch.

In the cold outside, the sun was setting. The sky was painted with brilliant hues against the dark clouds.

“Do you see that?” You asked blatantly, still holding onto Prompto, pointing towards the sky. He nodded in fearful shock.

“Ofcourseyoudohowdoyoumissthefigginsunset...Ok, but have you ever thought about WHY?” The words seemed to spill from your mouth.

“Why? Why the sun?” Prompto asked, not understanding.

“No! Why the sunset is so beautiful! Why the sunset is so special to lovers…” You felt victorious in your discovery in the right words.

“...no,” Prompto slowly began to shake his head.

You pointed back to the colorful scene. “Just look at it! You helped me to see why! Look at those colors! You see the pink on the clouds? And the orange closest to the ground? And how the blue looks a bit more purplish in some spots than in others? Well, it’s different! Different from yesterday’s sunset!”

You had to catch your breath from your last rant. Prompto slowly looked away from you to fix his gaze on the sunset.

“Yesterday’s sunset wasn’t as purplish and it had more orange to it! It’s like love! It’s different each day, it’s different depending on where you are or how cold it is and...and a ton of other factors! But it’s always beautiful!”

“Love is different everyday, too! Sometimes you’re mad at each other, sometimes you’re so in love you feel like you’re going to burst, sometimes you’re scared FOR the other person, but you are ALWAYS in love!” You paused, out of breath from this marathon of explanation. Prompto stood beside you in contemplative silence.

“Prom,” you paused for him to look at you. “I never knew that. Four hundred years and I never learned that. It took you to teach me that. And I love you for it...and so much more. I choose you, I want to be with you because...because you’ve taught me what love means.”

He stared into your eyes with a look of realization in his eyes.

The kiss you shared in that moment was one of the most sublime things you had ever encountered. It was one of the purest and oldest forms of love, one the gods themselves would envy. But in that moment, none were present to witness it. For it was just the two of you, wrapped up in passion under a watercolor sky.

Stars started to peek out from the blue sky before you were able to return to your senses.

“Do you get it now?” You whispered towards the sky, wrapped up in Prompto’s arms.

“I think so…” He began, staring out still.

“Let’s do this, watch sunsets together, from now on! Just you and me! Let’s never miss a sunset! Or.. or anything else!” He burst, gazing down at you. “I love you, [Y/N]! And I want to see everything you see and learn everything you do! From now on!”

His outburst caught you by surprise for a moment, before you committed it to a loving memory.

You smiled up at him. The future would come all to quickly, but for now, you would make the most of every moment.

“That sounds...perfect.”

#ffxv #prompto x reader #prompto #prompto argentum #shiva #fluff #gentiana #final fantasy #final fantasy xv #final fantasy 15

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coldbornthief · 4 years

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Winter Solstice 2019 Appeal

Elijah’s new outfit, though it should be blue to match Noel’s pattern.

song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=amJ_WLmOKS0

Moves: Ice Beam Shadow Ball Protect Rain Dance

It was... an incredibly odd feeling. On one side, he was scared what others would think- but only a select “others”. The judges didn’t matter. The audience didn’t matter. Most everyone watching on TV at home didn’t matter. His older sister would support him, surely, as she always had and always will. But his older brother, mother, and especially father were a different story. Most likely his brother would watch it, but he truly didn’t know if his parents had ever seen him preform in contests. They never spoke of it. Elijah wanted it to stay that way. With any luck, they would not be watching, and he would not be punished. On top of that fear, he also felt rather exposed. This wasn’t the first time he cross-dressed; far from it at this point. But when he did so, it was only in front of his sister or very close friends, if anyone. Usually he did it alone. He felt as though he needed some kind of revenge after that swine of a judge gave him a zero. Now, though, countless people would see him in a dress, and on top of that, his large ugly scar. Again and again he thought of covering it with make-up, but people had already see glimpses of it in the dress up round. He couldn’t pretend now that it didn’t exist. He told himself that whether anyone would realize it or not, wearing this dress and showing that scar were, in his own personal way, a way of showing toughness. A different kind of toughness. So many had defended him by saying the kilt was masculine, and therefore tough. While he greatly appreciated it, Elijah felt as though he should show femininity could be tough as well. All of his worry was swept away as his Glaceon rubbed her head against his leg. Other than her helmet not yet being put on, she was all ready for the show to begin. Elijah knelt down to give her some chin scratches. “Are you ready, my little princess? You don’t seem nervous in the slightest!” Noel let out a yip; she was certainly ready! There was no need to be nervous! Even if they didn’t win it hardly mattered; she couldn’t eat the ribbon, so what was the big deal? Either way, Elijah was sure to get them treats afterwards! And that was certainly worth giving her all today. The duo walked onto the stage, with about a 5 foot pile of bones in the center. They were prop bones-not real- but were incredibly convincing and proportional. Clear rope-like string, about 40 yards of it, was laid from the pile of bones towards where the two would halt their walk. Once the music began, Noel cast Protect over the pile of bones, but leaving a small subtle hole so that they could pull off their stunt. Cast next was Shadow Ball, which gave the Protect dome a purple gas-like coating, but not so much that the audience couldn’t see the inside. Next, she blew an Ice Beam into the hole, and the bones began to shutter and take form with their new clear ice muscles. The bones Rapidash and Dewgong formed together to make three separate kelpie puppets. Yet another Rapidash puppet formed, though this one was twice the size and on it’s back it had the top half of what may have been human, but it’s arms hung all the way down to the horse’s knees, and it had long claws in place of fingers. The nuckelavee (with help from Elijah using the clear rope to puppeteer) slashed at the dome, not only causing it to shatter, but also for the purple gas to fall and be absorbed into the beasts.

One of the kelpies, now with a purple aura, immediately lunged forward towards Noel, who leaped backwards, following with blowing an ice beam directly below her. An ice tower sprung up underneath her, about two stories high. From the top, she blew out more beams, creating a small creek-like canal from one side of the stadium to the other.

Unhappy with its target being out of reach, the kelpie tackled into the tower, forcing it to become unsteady. The Glaceon made yet another tower, only shorter, and hoped to that one. Once again, the kelpie attacked it, having the same result. One more tower, one more attack, and before the kelpie knew it, it was trapped and crushed by the falling ice. Back on the ground, Noel faced her next opponent. The horse attempted to whip its tail at the fox, but with a direct jump up, she blew ice to freeze its tail to the ground. With the kelpie stuck, Noel used Protect to surround herself in with the enemy. Lifting herself up with the help of ice, multiple (around 30) small Shadow Balls formed in a circle in front of her. With a stomp of the foot, the balls shot at the other like a firing range, but causing small dark explosions upon impact. When the force field and smoke vanished, the kelpie was left full of holes that pierced through both ice and bone.

With one of the smaller enemies left, Noel created a Protect field around both herself and Elijah, with tiny holes that allowed them to continue to move the puppet. While the creature continuously tackled the field, causing it to slowly begin cracking, the fox using Rain Dance inside. At the end of her dance, the dome was shattered, but the dance was a success, and heavy rain began to pour down from the sky. The enemy tried to attack now that the field was gone, but was only greeted with Noel’s small sword in its forehead when it charged, followed by a dozen sharp spikes shooting from the ground and impaling it from many directions.

All while Noel was fighting the three enemies, if the audience looked for the trainer, he would be hiding from the monsters (though he was also helping control them). Usually he would be behind boulders of ice, the aftermath of the falling towers.

With only the nuckelavee left, both trainer and pokemon turned tail and ran to the creek she had made at the beginning, both leaping over the now gushing water from the rain. The monster chased after them, but abruptly screeched to a halt upon heading towards the water. Nuckelavees were unable to cross flowing fresh water, after all. Pacing back and forth along the creek, the creature waited for the duo’s next move. Elijah turned to leave, but Noel let out a battle cry, psyching herself up enough to jump back over to the enemy. Her bravery forced Elijah to reluctantly follow suit, going after something terrifying that he didn’t want to face. But with her help, they show together a different kind of toughness; simply facing one’s fear. Drawing his sword, chopped of one of the abnormally long arms. Noel blew ice to form a new tumor-like arm for the nuckelavee, which caused it to topple over from the weight, allowing Elijah to cut of the human head, followed by the horse head. As both heads rolled, the Glaceon shot two ice spears out of the ground to pierce and hang them high. The rain stopped, and the purple hue evaporated along with Noel’s trainer’s fear.

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ilovespritesedits · 5 years

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More eevee evolutions! Leafeon got a blueish hue to its plants, and the brown was replaced by a forest green. and glaceon got a far darker coloring, like black ice, with a purple sheen to its coat! Overall, these arent my favorite shinies... but theyre a lot better than the origional in my opinion!

#sprite edits #pkmn #leafeon #glaceon

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sn-om · 5 years

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Alt shiney pikachu?

Another boring shiny, not quite as bad as Glaceon though.

Here’s my version!

I went with blue cheeks to contrast with the red of regular pikachu, as well as the red of the shiny pikahcu. I went ahead and gave a reddish hue to pikachu, something the original shiny did a tiny bit. I kinda like it!

#pikchu #ask #alt shiny

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gluevah · 3 years

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Since you've made other shiny build a bear eeveelutions previously, would you ever consider making Espeon or Flareon? Or even in the future, Glaceon, Leafeon, or Sylveon?

Unfortunately, I would not be able to dye an espeon of a flareon. Flareon's shiny is lighter, and I can't dye colors lighter, only different hues (if they're compatible) or darker colors. Espeon's shiny is green, so that wouldn't work either.

Glaceon's shiny has a white body, so I wouldn't be able to do that one either. Leafeon's colors are so similar I wouldn't really bother, and sylveon would require a lot of sewing but I'd consider it!

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maple-and-pie · 2 years

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Glace Hue for Glaceon day!

#pokemon #Glaceon #pkmnart #Hue Eevee #Hue Glaceon #my art #Glaceon Day

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myselfinserts · 4 years

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’ Sarcasm? Whatever do you mean? ’

“Kids! Can you come here please?!”

Ceri and Étienne waited as Odette and Sorley came downstairs. This had been a day they’d been waiting for for a long time. As the kids made themselves comfortable on the couch, the parents looked at each other, nodding in agreement. With a smile, both pulled an egg from behind their backs, presenting them to the children.

“No way!” Sorely squealed. “We get eggs?!”

“We found them beside my Espeon’s bed,” Étienne explained. “It’s pretty obvious what they’ll be.”

Ceri was beaming. “And you both have been talking starters for weeks. We figured now would be the best time.”

Odette held the egg close. “Thank you so much. I can’t wait for our journeys to start.”

Étienne ruffled her hair. “I’m sure you’ll both be amazing trainers.”

“I plan on being more than a trainer. I’ll be a Champion. Just like papa.”

“I know you’ll make it.”

Sorley looked down at the egg in his lap before turning to Ceri, head tilted with a curious air. “What about you, dad? What was your Pokémon journey like? Was it like papa’s?”

Odette gave her parents a quizzical look. “Yeah. How come we never heard about your time as a trainer, dad?”

Ceri looked at Étienne, who seemed to know exactly where this would be going. He quietly headed to the kitchen, planning to make everyone some hot chocolate. Ceri made himself comfortable between his kids, wrapping his arms around them as his Glaceon came and climbed into his lap.

“I didn’t get to have a typical Pokémon journey” he began. “But the one I did go on, I think, was pretty interesting. At the very least, it lead me to my beautiful family. I suppose it’s time to tell you about it. And it all started when I was reunited with my starter Eevee. Though he wasn’t an Eevee anymore...”

Ceri winced, watching as the ice filled the room to stop the falling rubble. The fighting was getting too much. He didn’t expect things to get so bad. He just wanted out of the basement. That’s why he put together the Geodes. But he never expected to see this level of carnage. Between quirks and powers flying through the air, he was so certain that he’d die.

But this Glaceon seemed unusually determined not to let it happen. It jumped between him and the rubble with no fear. He didn’t recognize it from anywhere. It certainly didn’t belong to any of the heroes. But somehow, the way it stared at him felt comforting. Almost familiar.

A feeling that was solidified when it curled into his arms after stopping the debris.

“I wish my quirk worked on Pokémon,” he managed. “Do I know you?”

The Glaceon nuzzled him, its cool body soothing against the recent burns on his cheek. When he felt it tap his shoulder three times, the realization dawned on him. The only Pokémon he’d ever known to do that tap was the Eevee his dads had given him.

“Wynter?” The Glaceon got excited, crying happily and increasing its affection. Ceri smiled, hugging it tightly. “Wynter, holy shit I missed you.”

“Hey kid! Come on!”

Ceri felt his body being lifted off the ground by Avalloch, getting dragged out of the fray while the fight raged on. As they got out of the battlefield, the Glaceon continued to fight, using its Ice Beam to knock away villains and rubble until they were well past danger.

Wynter would never leave Ceri’s side again.

Ceri stared blankly at the pink Pokémon Mrs. Alberi had brought in. As part of his recovery, he would be spending time with Inkwell and his wife, away from the stares of people curious for answers as to his disappearance and sudden physical changes. Wynter hadn’t left his side, and glared any time anyone got too close.

Ceri gave Wynter a reassuring pet. “What’s up, m’am?”

“I thought you might need a hand around the house,” Aurelia soothed. “So I asked the local Pokémon center for suggestions of an Aid and Shin here was at the top of their list of recommendations. They said Audinos are great for people with hearing difficulties, visual impairments, and anxiety.”

“Right,” Ceri grumbled. “Because that’s all I need help with.”

Aurelia sighed. “Sarcasm will get you nowhere, young man.”

“Sarcasm? Whatever do you mean?”

“Just give Shin a chance, Ceri. You’re going to need a little help once you return home. And Shin was the best in her class.”

The Audino stepped forward, only to sit down about a meter away from Ceri. She made a gentle sound, lightly swaying side to side. Her stare was a little unsettling. Almost as though she were waiting for something.

Ceri didn’t like it one bit. “Why is she doing that?”

Aurelia smiled. “She’s waiting for instructions.”

He scoffed. “What, like ‘please get me a glass of water”?”

Immediately, the Audino jumped to her feet and scurried to the kitchen. When she came back moments later, she was holding a glass. It was filled almost to the top with ice water. There was a straw, and even a lemon slice on the edge of the cup. She held it out to Ceri, giving him a cheerful chirp as he finally took it.

He had to admit, he was impressed. He hadn’t even thought to add the lemon.

“I...guess I’ll give her a chance,” Ceri conceded. “But just while I’m staying here. No promise that I’ll take her with when I go home.”

Aurelia gave him a pat on the head. “Thank you. Now, I have to get back to work. So if you need anything, just call me or ask Shin.” She left him alone in the living room with the Audino and headed back to her office.

Ceri looked at the Audino, taking a sip of the water. “Do...you know where they keep the cookies?”

Inkwell had given him a Ralts before he left the Alberi house. Said something about it growing into a good fighter to protect him. Ceri didn’t believe it at first, but when it had evolved into Kirlia after trying, and failing, to kick out a rowdy customer at the Secret Felines, he started to see what the hero had meant. This creature had a strong desire to protect. Very much like the heroes that frequented his establishment. He’d given him the name Sander, which he seemed to like.

Sander was an excellent guard. He checked the house whenever they came home, and always inspected the pub before they officially opened. He stayed beside Ceri at night, and fought off the occassional punk who thought it’d be a wise choice to mock his scars. His little Kirlia was incredibly powerful.

So much so, that Ceri couldn’t help but wonder.

One night, he was staying late to close up shop. Shin the Audino was putting chairs up, while Wynter was busy preparing to make new ice for tomorrow. Sander was busy cleaning tables and bringing dishes to be washed.

I think it’s time.

“Sander?”

Sander set the dishes down, looking up at him curiously. Ceri knelt down until they were eye to eye, his gaze soft and reassuring. He rarely had these kind of talks with his Pokémon, but this was something that had to be discussed.

“I’ve had a lot of customers asking why you haven’t evolved,” Ceri explained. “And I’ve noticed how you kind of look sad afterwards. I know a lot of them keep saying ‘he should be a Gardevoir by now”, but I just want you to know that I don’t care if you evolve or not. What matters to me is that you are doing okay. So if you need anything, even if it’s just a hug or a special treat, feel free to ask, okay? You’re part of this family, and if there’s anything I can do to make you happy, please tell me.”

Sander looked at the floor for a moment before hurrying into the office. He came back carrying a magazine, opening it to a section on Evolution Stones. Ceri looked it over, reading through the list of Pokémon each stone worked with.

It became obvious once he reached the Dawn Stone.

“You want to be a Gallade,” he said. Sander nodded, throwing his arms up like the Gallade in the magazine. Ceri laughed, giving him a light pet. “Lucky for you, I think we got a couple in the tip jar.” He quickly hurried to the jar, digging through the money and items, pulling out every stone that had been left that night. When he finally reached the bottom, he found it. “One Dawn Stone.” He held it out to Sander. “You sure this is what you want?”

Sander nodded, stepping forward and taking the stone in his hands. His body began to glow, a blinding light filling the pub as his body grew and morphed. When the light finally faded, the tiny Kirlia was no more, and a proud Gallade stood in his place. Sander knelt before him, regal and determined.

Ceri pulled him to his feet. “You’re family. Family does not have to kneel here.”

Sander stared at him for a moment before giving him a hug. After making sure things would be fine without him, he hurried out of the pub to do a quick border inspection.

Ceri couldn’t stop beaming.

It was the grand opening of the new Secret Felines location. And Ceri had no idea what to wear. Étienne was busy making breakfast, and had laid out three outfits for Ceri to choose from.

Three two many if you were to ask him.

“God, this is going to be tough,” he grumbled. He sat on the bed, looking over the outfits carefully. They were all the same, with the only differences being the colors. One was navy with a lovely red vest and matching eyepatch with delightful gold detailing, another was a lovely dark brown and accented with soft hues of blue. The third was black, with a perfect shade of lavender for the tie and patch embroidered in silver.

That am I doing? This is going to be horrible. This isn’t going to work at all and I’ll have to file for bankruptcy and move back home and-

A soft mew snapped him from his thoughts and he looked over at the bed in the corner. The Delkatty he’d gotten for his birthday was stretching, giving him a stern look as she made her way over to him. With a strong hop, she looked over the outfits, laser focused and serene.

“Which one do you think I should wear then, Prim?” he asked.

Prim stared at him before curling up to sleep on the navy and brown suits, leaving the black free from her nap.

Ceri let out a huff. “I suppose this one it is then.” He took the outfit and quickly got changed. As he adjusted the patch in the mirror, he couldn’t help but find himself looking rather nice.

Almost handsome.

“I guess this is the perfect outfit.” He went over to sit beside Prim, lightly petting her sleek fur. It was soft, soothing, and perfectly pristine. “If you weren’t asleep, I’d ask you to join me for the grand opening. I think it’d be nice for photo ops.”

Prim’s head bolted up.

“Oh, now you wake up,” Ceri teased. “Yeah, you little model. Wanna be part of the event? There’s probably gonna be a couple of people taking photos. And maybe you can be part of the photographs being taken for the upcoming ad campaign.”

Prim purred gently, climbing into his arms. Ceri chuckled, standing up and heading out the door.

“Let’s go then.”

“HOLY SHIT!”

“CERI?! WHAT HAPPENED?!”

Ceri stumbled out of the kitchen, trying to escape the floating ball of goo that had come in through the window. Ever since he’d opened the new Secret Felines, he’d noticed this strange creature hovering around the establishment. He’d tried to shoo it away, but it kept coming back.

And now it was here, following him as his husband came running down the stairs.

“This thing just came in through the kitchen window!” Ceri bellowed. “It’s been following me since the grand opening!”

Étienne went over tothe case of empty Pokéballs, pulling out a Luxury Ball. "So what is theproblem here? Just catch it."

Ceri gave him a pointedlook. "Étienne, this Pokémon has been stalking me for the last three daysand it finally decided to follow me home and sneak in through the kitchenwindow. You don't think that's a problem?"

"Not at all. Didyou check what Pokémon this is?"

"Well…no. My Pokédexis being repaired, remember?"

"Well, let's checkthen." Étienne pulled out his Pokédex, letting it scan the Pokémon for amoment. "Here we go."

The Pokédex lit up,showing an image of the creature before them.

"Milcery, theCream Pokémon. ThisPokémon was born from sweet-smelling particles in the air. Its body is made ofcream. They say that any patisserie visited by Milceryis guaranteed success and good fortune."

Ceri wascompletely taken aback. He watched as the Milcery floated over to theChandelure, making light chips happily as it got a response. All the stressthat was building over the last few days seemed to vanish in an instant. As hewatched the Pokémon interact, Étienne wrapped hisarms around him, slipping the Pokéballs into his hands.

"Go ahead,"he encouraged. "Catch the good luck charm. I'm sure she'll make awonderful addition to the new Secret Felines."

With a deep breath, Ceri took the ball and stepped forward. His hands were shaking, but he steeled his nerves and threw it at the Milcery. It was absorbed into the ball, which fell to the ground with a thud. It began to shake and roll, the small light flashing red.

Come on, he prayed. Please work. Please, prove me wrong.

The Luxury Ball stopped moving. There was a soft click. And a light flash of green.

Étienne grinned, pulling Ceri into a tender embrace. “Some of the best places I’ve been to have had one of these stalking their establishments. I’m surprised it took so long for you to get one.”

“Do you think the superstition is true?”

“I don’t see why it wouldn’t be.” He kissed him softly. “At least, I hope for once a superstition is real.You deserve some good fortune.”

Ceri smiled. “I already have all the fortune I could ask for with you.”

The rest of the evening was spent getting comfortable with Milcery, familiarizing her with the rest of the family Pokémon and reading up on how other businesses worked one into their staff. Étienne promised to see about purchasing the sweets needed to evolve her later.

But for now, everything was finally relaxing.

“This species lives in antique teapots. Most pots are forgeries, but on rare occasions, an authentic work is found. Leaving leftover black tea unattended is asking for this Pokémon to come along and pour itself into it, turning the tea into a new Polteageist.”

He’d warned his papa not to leave his tea unattended for too long. A recent increase in Ghost Pokémon in the area, it would only be a matter of time until one made itself at home in the ironically haunted Aylward house. And it kept making more. And more. With every cup of tea and pot of leaves left alone. Soon, Gary had no room for himself and the cats.

“Alright,” Ceri sighed. “Time to clean house.” He summoned his Audino and Glaceon, knowing that the Ghost typing wouldn’t hurt Shin. And while Shin distracted the Polteageists, Wynter would attack the particularly stronger ones with a chill and make it easy to catch. But this was only if the Quick balls didn’t work.

“I’ll take the upstairs,” he said. “Étienne, do you mind handling the lower levels?”

“I can more than handle it,” Étienne assured, summoning his Absol and Liepard. “Let’s get this over with.”

“Don’t forget to check them for authenticity.”

“Like I’d forget that.”

With one last parting kiss, Ceri headed upstairs and began to clear room by room. Shin distracted, and Wynter attacked when needed. It took them no time to clean out the bathroom, finding not a single Antique form among the haul. This was the same case with the guest rooms and the closets. The master bedroom was filled to the brim with these and a few Sinisteas. But none of them had that special mark.

It wasn’t that they really wanted one. But there were rumors on the island that finding one could allow you a chance to speak with the dead. If the rumors about Milcery and Alchremie were true, then there might be some truth to the one growing around Polteageist. Ceri wasn’t holding much hope though. Sometimes something was just that. A rumor.

It took them nearly three hours to clear the entire house’s lower levels. The basement was filled to bursting, and the garden and green house were practically nonexistent. But by sunset, they’d cleared out almost all of them.

The only place left was the attic.

“I don’t know how much more my Pokémon can take,” Ceri sighed. “Just one spot left but...” He looked at Shin and Wynter. “Poor things, they’re exhausted.”

“Angie and Lady Velours are growing tired as well,” Étienne agreed. “Let’s take a break and debate our options. I’d rather not have to bring out our other Pokémon if it can be avoided.”

Ceri looked at the hatched to the attic. “It’s...unusually quiet.”

Étienne raised an eyebrow. “You think it’s empty?”

“Maybe. I think I’ll go take a look myself. Just in case.”

“...Alright. Just be careful.”

“I will.”

With a steady breath, Ceri pulled down the hatch, opening the ladder, and made the climb up into the attic. He hadn’t gone up there in a while, so as he got in, he tried had to try not to sneeze. There were thick layers of dust on the boxes, some cobwebs in the rafters, and there was a stack of old newspapers as well. He made a note to clean up later.

Ceri explored the attic slowly, smiling as he read labels of old boxes. Some had his father’s name on them, along with little doodles he had drawn on them as a child. There were probably a lot of old things that needed sorted.

Things that the little Polteageist he found near the far end seemed interested in.

Ceri found him in one of the few open boxes, examining some of Jason Aylward’s old hero gear with a nostalgic curiosity to its eyes. He tried to put some of the pieces on, looking at a photo that hung on the wall and trying to mimic the pose the hero in the image was doing.

“Hello,” he called softly.

The Polteageist gasped, spinning around and dropping the hero gear to the ground. It shook in fear, hiding mostly in its pot as Ceri slowly approached.

Ceri held out a hand to it. “It’s alright. I’m not going to hurt you.” He looked at the photo, a forlorn smile on his face. “That’s my dad. He was really brave.”

The Polteageist looked at the photo, then back to Ceri before floating over to him. He let Ceri hold him, nuzzling into a comfortable position before he looked back at the photo.

“Yeah,” Ceri sighed. “He was a good man...Papa and I will tell you all about him, I promise.”

He managed to coax the Polteageist into a ball and took him downstairs.

He didn’t notice until later that it had the mark.

“My journey ended up being far more domestic in the end,” Ceri concluded. “But it was still a journey I hold very dearly in my heart.”

Sorley and Odette looked up at him in aw. Odette in particular seemed completely drawn into the story. The two sipped on their cocoa, taking a glance at the eggs still in their laps.

“So we could have a Pokémon journey that doesn’t have to be an epic battle to be champion?” she asked.

“That’s right,” Étienne confirmed. “No matter what path you take, you still make your own journey. It doesn’t have to be a battle of legendary proportions.”

Sorley smiled. “That’s cool.” He tilted his head slightly. “Can you still battle though?”

Ceri chuckled. “Of course I can. I’m still a trainer, and trainers come to battle me at the SF all the time.”

“Then can we have a battle once I’ve got a full team?”

“Me too?” Odette asked.

“Of course,” Ceri promised. “Once you both are ready, we’ll have a battle.”

The rest of the evening was spent talking about different team combinations and what they wanted their Eevees to eventually evolve into. Ceri listened to his family talk, letting the feeling of peace wash over him.

Yeah. My journey was something special.

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