#I feel like Lysandre likes to cover up his face when he sleeps or at least cuddle something

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Eepers….

#wdyd when I marry your eepers #and make them green #and yes Augustine is a snorer #snork mimimimimimimimim #I feel like Lysandre likes to cover up his face when he sleeps or at least cuddle something #plusle and minun shirt… #I wish I could join… #pokemon #pokemon xy #pkmn #pkmn xy #lysandre #professor sycamore #art #my art #perfectworldshipping #comfort character #prfr #sleeping #eepers #the eepies #kats art tag #live laugh love lysandre #lysandre pokemon #pokemon lysandre #cuddling #cuddles #comfy…

[insecateur]

Can you write a ficlet with the prompt "stolen moments"? I love your writing! :3

thank you so much for the prompt AND the compliment, it means a lot! ;-;

i got a bit carried away with this one... (it's 910 words!) i hope you'll like it either way. 

no warnings, except for a little bit of angst... but really just a little bit... a little pinch, if you will,

The soft thump of a book hitting the table takes Augustine out of his reverie. When he turns to look at the source of the noise, Lysandre smiles at him, just barely, a twitch of the lips that he's never seen him give to anyone else.

"This is what you were looking for, I believe," he says, but before Augustine can reach out to take the book, he goes on, "You look exhausted. I think we're owed a break, aren't we? I brought pastries from the café."

They eat together at one of the nearby tables, once Lysandre has cleared it of all the clutter. The pastries are delicious – they always are – but his serene expression as he watches Augustine enjoy them is more nourishing than any meal.

   

It's raining so hard that the windows of the lab might as well be opaque. Augustine hovers behind his desk, scratching at the stubble on his chin. 

"I guess I could sleep in the infirmary," he mumbles, more to himself than anyone else.

Somebody's taken the last umbrella that was left behind in the hall at some point, and he's not about to stand in a subway train while completely drenched in rainwater. There's always work to do, anyway; he might as well not sleep.

He feels Lysandre's presence right behind him before he even has a chance to speak.

"Aren't you leaving?" he asks. When Augustine turns around, he's wearing the thick coat he's come in with that morning, making his silhouette even more imposing.

"There's no umbrella left," Augustine admits, sheepish. "It's fine, though–"

Lysandre unfolds his own umbrella, previously hidden from view. It's black with red accents; it would be funny were his expression not so solemn and, oddly, concerned.

"You don't have to–"

"Please," he says, "allow me."

There's not enough room for the two of them to stand under the umbrella – Augustine isn't even sure Lysandre alone would have enough room, with how broad his shoulders are – and so, on the way to the station, his hair gets a little wet. It darkens, glistening under the streetlights, like a fire crackling in the wind, and Augustine feels warm despite the fresh, rain-soaked air.

   

"Stay," Augustine whines into the pillow. Lysandre stirs under his grasp, already halfway to sitting up, but he doesn't move further. "The bed will get cold."

"I have to get up," Lysandre says. He tries to sound aggravated, maybe, though Augustine can tell he's smiling. "We both have to get up."

Augustine opens one eye to glare at the clock on the bedside table. "Not this early. I think you can afford to skip exercising just for today."

Lysandre hums, noncommittal, as he allows himself to be dragged back under the covers. His back is warm against Augustine's chest, firm and steady, immovable. He fits in a way nobody has before, disregarding the fact that he's twice as wide as Augustine is.

"Although," Augustine murmurs, brushing his lips on the back of his neck. Lysandre shivers, bows his head further down to expose more of his nape. "There's some exercising we could do."

He sucks on a spot that he knows will make him sigh, and Lysandre says, "Professor, we'll be late," which isn't "No."

   

This year, the autumn weather is lukewarm and humid in the worst ways. It makes Augustine's hair frizzle at the tips even more than usual. He's pinching it between his fingers, distracted from his work, when Lysandre walks past the partition in the middle of the office, holding a cardboard box.

"Professor," he calls out. 

Augustine frowns at him.

"There you are," he says. "Haven't seen you all week. I was starting to think you'd left the city."

The practiced smile on Lysandre's face falters. He looks down at the box he's holding, and then back up at Augustine. "I was hoping to make amends. I've been busy with my personal work, as you're aware."

"Of course I'm aware." Augustine sighs. "I miss you. Come here."

He sits on the chair facing the desk, clears out some of the mess of files and notes, and puts down the box so he can open it. Inside lies the most gorgeous apple pie Augustine has ever seen: golden brown, shining even under the dull sunlight coming in through the window. Just that sight is enough to make him salivate.

"Your favorite," Lysandre says, and there's something about the way he says it that'll give Augustine pause, later, once he's no longer distracted by delicious baked goods. "I made it just for you."

It's all Augustine can do not to kiss him on the spot. "Oh, Lysandre. You shouldn't have."

"I wanted to." His lips try to stretch into a more sincere smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. "As an apology."

"You've more than made up for your absence with this," Augustine jokes. "Come on, let's try it."

The pie is perfect; it's the exact recipe that Lysandre knows he likes the most, the one that reminds him of the lazy afternoons of his childhood, lying down in the dirt and the mud with the bug pokémons before coming home for an afternoon snack prepared by his mother. Lysandre watches him eat it, the situation familiar, and yet Augustine can't shake the edge of something else, a tension in the way Lysandre holds himself, that spoils the taste.

He doesn't explain what, exactly, he's been up to. Augustine doesn't ask.

#la réponse d #samfic #perfectworldshipping #i could have written more honestly but this is supposed to be under 1k so. #idk why so many ended up taking place at the lab I'M SORRY

[picavecalyx]

rambling for an hour ( always accepting ! )

@agent-jaselin​ asked:

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  i spend way too much god damn time looking through music lyrics. like especially when i’m writing, i’ll have like 30 tabs open and two of them are strictly dedicated to looking up lyrics and reading them while listening to the song because i’ll feel like it’ll relate to a muse and then i’ll sit there with my muses in my head while reading these lyrics and trying to figure it out. like even now i’m listening to “Werewolf’s Eyes” and i’m like...hmmm this feels like a soft for like AZ or even might have some Silva implications. or oh maybe there’s some similarities to say Loki, or maybe Lysandre vibes with some of this. Cyrus might also. and i’ll just go through and identify which goes with each of the characters and uughghghg god now i’m really thinking about this song i’m listening to and it’s just--

When the full moon bathes the meadow in its bright and silky dress  Why do I feel depressed my love? [ AZ @ Floette ] When the curtains wave their shadows across your white and milky breast Why do I feel unrest, my love?  Do the hollows of the night prepare in me this fright of our parting? [ this could be AZ and Floette, could also relate to Silva running away ] Then at the break of day, my love, where have you gone away [ same as above, az and silva related ] With not one word to say of goodbye? [ BIG AZ VIBES ] Why would you not have stayed, my love, oh say you're not afraid [ silva and lysandre vibe ] Of the promise that we made,  Oh why do the willows in the wind run shivers down my skin of sorrow? [ loki vibes; their og verse @ their mother and their friends over time before they realize that everything’s slowly fading away and in the end because they have eternal youth; all will die before them ] I have gone to where the wind may not blow upon my skin [ AZ ] Where the stars may not shine upon my name [ Loki and AZ and Cyrus ] I shall soon enough return to where I long and I yearn [ AZ and Loki ] And I swear that I will be the same [ Loki ] Do the leaves in the trees still whisper in the breeze "Where are you?" [ SILVA ] I have gone to face the beast and to drivel at his feast [ Loki vibes; also King vibes ] May the two of us never be seen [ King vibes ] And my love, may you sleep as the ocean fall deep [ Silva post returning/the weapon vibes; also AZ at some points during his journey when he believed Floette would never return to him ] And I swear I won't tell you where I've been [ loki @ their mom for when they finally die and face their mother’s face and might finally live alongside her in the field of grain without any memory of the life that they had lived ] Sunset is upon me now, and evening's drawing near [ Loki and AZ vibes ] And still you are not here, my love [ Lysandre and Silva vibes ] I thought you called my name so clear, but howls are all I hear [ Silva with both Lysandre and ALSO in relation to her nightmares and her connection to Yveltal and being able to hear their thoughts/experience memories while asleep ] They are not yours my dear, my love [ Silva and Yveltal ] Yet that shadow in disguise who stares through werewolf's eyes, who are you? [ AZ @ himself; Loki @ themself; Lysandre @ himself ] You must not be afraid of the changes that I've made [ GESTURES AT LYSANDRE AND SILVA ] I have come now to bring you away [ GESTURES AT LYSANDRE AND SILVA EVEN MORE ] To our bed that I have made with the seven stones I've laid  And covered in the finest of clay Lay your head upon the ground, you shall never be found [ Silva with the prospect that they thought that she would not survive being used for the cause ]  I will guard against dangers that be [ but also more silva lysandre vibes what the fuck ] Untill dawn comes around you must not make a sound [ az and floette ] And I swear you will forever be with me [ you know ] And I swear you will forever be with me

#ooc ;; pterodolphin has no devil fruit

[gotmeringinghellsbells]

After the Storm

Fandom: Pokemon

Characters: Steven Stone, Wallace

A/N: There’s not enough Steven and Wallace tickle stuff in the world and my brain had been begging for me to do some of my boys soft. 

Summary: After the events that occurred in the Kalos region, Steven returns home to Hoenn where his boyfriend and long time best friend was ready to help care for the trip’s aftermath on the champion. 

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Wallace had to admit, there was just something about a man with a bit of scruff that was just so…. attractive. It was a bit sloppy in his opinion and required a certain body and style to truly be able to be pulled off; but whenever Steven had become so busy to remember to shave and let his grow slightly, Wallace was all for it. Just returning from a rather large journey through Kalos that involved babysitting an angsty, headstrong fifteen-year-old and clumsy ten-year-old (not to mention trying to stop Lysandre form destroying the world…. or just pokemon because somehow he could destroy one without the other, but whatever), and he’d been rather distracted to say the least. 

As a result, his typical hygienic self-standards were rather off. He’d grown a bit of a scruff, his hair had become less tame, and he wasn’t fullying paying attention to detail of his outfits. Wallace smirked behind his hand slightly as he examined the other. Steven had also been allowing himself to fall behind on sleep, earning discoloration and swelling under his eyes and the current exhaustion he was now dealing with as he lay on top of his bed’s comforter. “Perhaps a nap would do you good,” Wallace hummed as he strolled into the familiar bedroom to unload his boyfriend’s luggage. 

The oor jet lagged man shook his head. “I’d like to get back to having a sleep schedule Wallace. If I nap now, it’s going to take forever to get back to a routine.” Wallace felt his cheeks heat up slightly when he caust Steven’s eye. The tired, dorky smirk that grew on his face as he stared at the other. Shaking his head, the water-type-gym leader unzipped the large suitcase and started to sort through it. “Well, what do you plan to do with your day if you won’t nap then; hm? I can’t imagine that almost twenty hours on a plane feels that well.” Steven laughed softly before sitting up. “It’s not like I didn’t sleep on the flight at all love,” he said stretching out slightly before leaning back against the soft pillow that sat against his bed frame.

“I’ve been on flights with you. It’s never a true slumber, Steve,” Wallace lectured, using Steven’s nickname. “Mmhmm,” Steven hummed before resting his head back against the wood of the head board. Steel eyes closed as he exhaled softly, only to snap open again as he jolted upwards, attempting to pull his legs into his chest. Wallace let out a grunt, still holding onto his boyfriend’s shoe as he was tugged forward from the reaction. “Geez Steven, I’m just tring to take your shoes off,” the taller huffed. “Ah, sorry,” the champion said sheepishly before leaning forward to undo his other shoe; as Wallace finally managed to wrestle the designer item off his boyfriend’s foot. 

“See, isn’t that better,” Wallace hummed before furrowing his brows from the Steel-type specialist’s response. Well, lack there off, anyway. He was groggily looking Wallace over, repeatedly. “Did…. did you acquire a new uniform,” Steven finally asked as he reached a hand out to feel the thin, narrow piece of cloth that attached the top of Wallace’s outfit to the bottom. “Ah, yes…. you like it?” Steven was continuing to feel the fabric as he nodded rather easily. “Feels nicer than your last one,” he mumbled before slipping four fingers under the purple crop top, earning a squeak. Wallace turned slightly, curling up the best he could as he stood. “Steve,” he squeaked. “Don’t do that.” 

“Hm? Oh.” Steven didn’t bother to apologize. He merely removed his hand from the crop top and gently started to tickle the exposed sides. Wallace threw his head back with a sequel as a result. One hand attempted to over his mouth, the other trying to pry his boyfriend’s callused hands off of him. “Ah! Stheheheve! Chahahut it out!” Steven chuckled softly as he watched his long-time best friend squirm and laugh about. “It feels nicer, but I don’t get why you decided to expose so much skin? Is it meant to be a bathing suit as well or something? Honestly, with a weakness like this, I would have thought you’d keep such vulnerable spots covered.” 

“Whahaht ahahare you - ah,” Wallace gasped for air as he finally pulled away enough to escape the tickle monster’s hands. “What… are you … t...talking about,” he panted as he rubbed away the ghostly ticklish feeling. “You know, weakness? You're a gym leader after all.” Wallace paused before quirking a brow. “Steven, dear, trainers don’t fight gym leaders hand to hand.” Steven nodded, rather confused. “Yes? I know that love.” Wallace gave a slow nod. “So…. why would I have to worry about… someone tickling me?” Steven shrugged before simply saying: “Weakness to water”. What? “Dear you should really take that nap,” Wallace sighed as he turned his attention back to the suitcase. “I’m not made of water, Steven. Just as you’re not made of steel.” 

“I know that,” the other yawned out before laying back into the bed more. “But a Tangela could easily have you at it’s mercy.” Wallace still couldn’t figure out what his beloved was trying to say. “Steve, I don’t fight the pokemon. My pokemon fight trainers’ pokemon. There’s no reason for a tamed Tangela or Tangrowth to tickle me for a badge.” There was a long silence as Wallace started placing dirty clothes in the hamper and rocks on Steven’s dresser to be sorted later. “Oh, you found more mega stones I see,” he hummed; despite feeling it to be pointless to try to talk to his zombified boyfriend. 

‘Yeah,” Steven confirmed, sounding as if he was deep in thought. Wallace placed teh suitcase aside before climbing up the bed to lay beside the shorter. “We…. don’t…. Fight pokemon? But we fight pokemon.” God, Steven was so cute when he was sleep deprived. It was amusing to say the least. “We don’t touch the opposing pokemon. Our pokemon fight them.” Steven slowly started to nod. “You need that nap,” Wallace giggled. “Come on, I’ll help you change and then you can rest that poor brain of yours.” He ruffled the steel, slightly greasy locks of hair before feeling his wrist be gently grasped. “No,” Steven yawned softly. “I’m good,” he assured. “Your good? For the last twenty minutes you’ve been convinced that we fight challengers’ pokemon. Not that our pokemon do.” Steven nodded slowly nevertheless. “Mmmhmm. I’m good.” 

With that, he slowly started to get up to look for things to do to feel productive, but he found himself being pulled back onto the firm mattress. “No. You're going to rest,” Wallace insisted as he started to adjust Steven back on the bed. “I’ll fall asleep if I keep laying here,” Steven protested weakly. “And you’ll hurt yourself if you don’t,” Wallace lectured. However, his boyfriend wasn’t having it. Steven was starting to sit up again, only to be pushed back down. Steven huffed, pouting slightly before attempting to roll the green haired male off of him. “Are you seriously trying to roll me off you,” Wallace laughed as he pulled the other with him. 

“Yes. Wallace please, I’m f-pfff! Hey,” the champion giggled as he scrunched his shoulders into his neck. Well cared for nails gently fluttered against the soft, warm neck of the shorter; moving to the soft, right ear when the neck became unavailable. “Tangela for me huh? Blaziken would have some fun with you,” Wallace teased before moving to tickle the silk, button-up shirt-clothed chest. “Ehehehehehe! Mmmmm Wallace,” Steven whined as he rolled beside the taller. Wallace giggled before moving to sit on top of the other’s waist. Nimble fingers delicately moved to untuck the soft shirt from the pant line that tucked it away. Said fingers then carefully glided under the surface on the warm, taught stomach that danced below the gentle touch in an attempt to escape the touch. 

“W-Whahahahllace,” Steven laughed, reaching with a bit more coordination and energy for the assaulting digits. “Coochie, coochie, coo,” Wallace laughed before moving to squeeze at the shooter’s hips. Steven bucked, practically squawking through his adorable snorts that only encouraged his boyfriend to tickle the poor dork even more. “Hmm…. you seem a bit more awake now. Maybe I should move down to tickle thoe aching feet of yours, hm? A tickle massage sound ideal,” the water specialist teased softly. He looked over the other so adoringly, so lovingly. He hadn’t seen Steven in months, maybe two at the most, but still… it was more than one month! He just missed his significant other; the champion of the region who couldn’t be bothered to text or call back generally. Wallace had been rather lonely the last eight weeks.

However, said loneliness was over as suddenly Wallace snapped out of his daze. He felt a hand grasp his torso before gravity come up to meet his side with the comforter below him. Blinking in shock for a moment. Turquoise eyes sheepishly glanced up to see playful, steel ones looking back at them. Steven was panting softly, smirking playfully as his eyes scanned the other. “Thanks for the wake up dear,” he panted, continuing to gently pin his partner. “Ah, of course,” Wallace replied rather sheepishly. He wiggled slightly, testing Steven’s grip on him and weight balance. “No, truly,” Steven chuckled, moving to lay Wallace out on his back some while still sitting on him. 

“You’ve been nothing but caring since you came to greet me at the airport. Helping me into the passenger seat of your car, into my house. You even unpacked my luggage for me. Now you’ve woken me up enough to be productive and I really think my first task of productivity is thanking you.” Wallace felt his stomach fill with butterflies as he gently squirmed under the other. “You truly don’t have to dear, it was nothing,” Wallace attempted to bargain. However, both new that wasn’t going to happen. “I meant what I said earlier,” Steven chuckled as he sat back on Wallace’s pelvis. He gently placed a hand on the hardly clothed stomach with a small smile. “You do look nice, but I still don’t understand why you decided to expose so much skin. I mean, your hips are even exposed.” 

Wallace let out a giggle as his boyfriend started to tweak his bare hip gently. “Stheheheve!” Wallace felt his face heat up as he gently tried to bite his bottom lip. “Wallace,” Steven said softly. He truly could careless about the skin exposure. In all honesty, it was probably for Wallace to move around quicker, feel the ocean breeze on his skin, and bring more attention to himself and his pokemon during pokemon performances. “Oh? Trying not to laugh,” Steven practically purred as he leaned forward. He ceased teh attack on the taller’s hip before gently taking Wallace’s wrists and lifting his arms over his head. “Oh no,” Wallace giggled as he started to gently try to shift his legs and wiggle his feet. “Oh yes,” Steven whispered softly, huskily, into his lover’s ear. “You're going to kill me,” Wallace whined, turning in an attempt to avoid the soft lips that were attacking his ear with warm air. 

Steven rolled his eyes before gently kissing the warm cheek before him. “Don’t be so dramatic.” Wallace giggled slightly as Steven briefly and gently fluttered his fingers under one of his arms. “Ah, no,” Wallace squealed as he gently started to wiggle in his boyfriend’s grasp. Steven chuckled before leaning close to his lover’s ear. “Ah,” he fake sighed, “yes. Let’s start with these sensitive hallows, hm?” Wallace tried to hide his face in his arms, his breath already starting to go haywire from just the idea of being tickled by his sweet boyfriend. Steven wasn’t always so playful, but when he was, he made sure Wallace was enjoying himself as well. “Wrestling with me, ah, my bad. Tickle wrestling with me? Did you truly think I’d let you just walk away from that? Let alone let you truly start to tickle me?”

Wallace was slowly starting to giggle, twisting and turning in his boyfriend’s hold. “I haven’t even started to tickle you yet,” Steven laughed. “Why in the world are you laughing so soon? Could it be… you want me to tickle you? That you want to laugh so freely?” Wallace started digging his heels into the mattress, just wanting the other to start already. He’d missed Steven so much, and quite frankly, if this was how he was going to get cuddles out of the other, he was willing to “suffer” at the hands of the tickle monster. Regardless, one of them was going too for that cuddle time, Wallace was going to make sure of it. Of course, he fancied the idea of him getting revenge on the more ticklish later once cuddle mode had entered it’s full relaxation status much more than Steven gently trying to tickle him here and there at random not allowing them to get to such a state. 

“Coochie, coochie, coo,” Steven teased, hovering his fingers just above the delicate, hairless skin. Wallace bucked gently, shaking his head as he tried to compose himself. Clearly, it wasn’t working so well. “I’m gonna getcha,” Steven continued. “Have to make up for lost time, right? Would you like that?” Wallace was really laughing now. “Oh Stheheheven,” he whined. “Sthahahaop theheheasing!” Steven may be the more ticklish and typically the easier to tickle, but Wallace was weak to teases. The stupider, the better of a reaction. “Oh? You want to be tickled?” Wallace was pressing his head back into the pillow, squeezing his eyes shut. “Huh? Do you want to be tickled Wallace? The famous Wallace of Sootopolis. The water specialist who’s become a champion in the world of pokemon battling and performance, wants to be tickled at the hands of his boyfriend? Is that what your telling me?” 

Wallace started wiggling his feet desperately. “Steve sthahahahop,” he squealed. “You truly are a sight to behold,” Steven started. He moved his hand from the underarms to gently flutter his fingers under the exposed chin. Wallace let out higher pitched giggles, now trying to hide the area. “Such soft, radiant skin; glowing like the cleanest diamond.” Wallace’s face was right red at this point as the compliments and lack of air were affecting him. “Er, well, I guess ruby at this point. But I suppose it looks rather unique with such beautiful hair and matching eyes.” Wallace shook his head more frantically now. He may seem like the type to love compliments, but they always made him a little flustered. With Steven, they made him weak, like an old time cartoon girl being complimented by a bad boy she had a crush on. It was embarrassing but true. “Oh just tickle me,” Wallace begged. Steven stopped for a moment, a look of entertained shock on his face. “What,” he chuckled out in disbelief. “Did… did you just ask me to tickle you?” Wallace was silent, panting softly before daring to open his eyes slightly. 

“I haven’t been this close to you in months. If I can’t get you to sit still, can you at least stop teasing me,” he huffed before giggling as fingers slipped under his exposed underarms. ‘Anything you want dear,” Steen cooed as he slowly started to dig into the sensitive hollows more; earning louder laughter. “Oh shahahahit! S-Stheheheven, eek! Nhahahahahaha! N-No, no, no, no! Ghahahaha!” Music to the champion’s ears as he worked his way down to the half clothed rib cage, playing it like a piano…. kind of. He was a little sloppy. “You said you wanted me to tickle you, so that’s what I’m doing.” Wallace’s back was arched, his arms trying to fight him to cover the area as he tried to hold on to the top of the headboard or anything to keep him from bringing them down. 

“It took a little while longer, but Steven eventually stopped, just smiling down at the mess that was his boyfriend. No matter how dolled up Wallace tried to present himself as, or how “ugly” he could be with messy hair and blood shot eyes…. he was always just beautiful to Steven. Nothing he wore made him any less attractive, not emotion, no hair style, no time of day; Wallace was always just an image of beauty to him. He was like a rare stone amongst the humans Steven had met in his twenty five year of life. Wallace slowly pulled his arms down, panting quite heavily as he tried to calm down. 

Part of him was disappointed it was over, the other, glad to relax a bit. He slowly brought a hand up to wipe at his face. “Oh Arceus,” he sighed. “Oh, I didn’t over do it, did I,” Steven asked with slight concern as he used his coat to help wipe some of the tears of mirth from the flushed face. “Ah, just a little. My underarms are just…. ah, you know,” Wallace sighed as he gently clamped his hands under his arms. He sat up looking a bit sheepish, only to be pulled into a hug. Steven nuzzled into the other’s neck as arms struggled to free themselves to hug him back. “Steven come on,” Wallace sighed as he moved away slightly from his boyfriend. 

“What,” Steven asked with a bit of a pout. “Your…. your scruff,” Wallace huffed. “It tickles.” Steven sighed, rolling his eyes. “You know, I just want to cuddle now and you just have to be so sensitive huh?” Oh, was that how he was going to play? Wallace knew Steven was messing with him, but quite frankly, it was on. “Oh? Is that so? Well, if that’s the case.” Wallace pushed the other off of him before gently taking his boyfriend’s ankles into his arms with a smirk. “Well my dear, you should have jus settled for cuddles earlier.”

#steven stone #wallace #tickle #pokemon tickle #tickling #tickle fight #originshipping #fanfic #fanfiction #pokemon tickling

[sasamycos]

Epilogue after the events of the bad ending (Raphael moonlight lovers) - Single chapter (4207 words)

sorry in advance for my bad english^^

Thanks to @tetrakys10 for sharing the events with us from this ending, and giving me ideas about it and thanks too @nleevia for let me use your fanart that perfectly suits one of the excerpts

WONDERLAND

The silver blade went through my chest unexpectedly as I rested my head on his tired shoulders. A sharp pain hit me so intensely that my nerves could not capture all the sensations. I was unable to breathe, unable to make a sound for help other than grunts.

"What?"

My head throbbed, and I was about to collapse to the floor, disgusted by the red trail of blood that bathed the delicate fabric of my dress. Raphael had disappeared from my sight, and I imagined he had gone to look for help. The surrounding environment seemed to me to be inaccurate, and at that moment I closed my eyes briefly, recalling several moments of my life in a matter of seconds.

A distant memory, but I could see it clearly, reaching out my arms to pick me up. My mother's smile shone more than the stars that decorated the pink bedroom ceiling.

Then, under the shade of a tree full of flowers about to bloom, I leafed through the pages of a children's literature book. Lonely, lost in my own fantasy world, when a laughing girl sat beside me to disturb me.

"What is she reading?" - She asked "Let's play!" - He concluded before I answered it, pulling me by the arm to introduce me to the other girls at the orphanage that I had never talked to.

"Melanie ... I'm going to miss you."

I remembered all the romantic disappointments I had had as a teenager, and I refused to think that maybe Raphael had been one of them ... Maybe I had been naive, or maybe it was my fault. I was not able to save him from the precipice.

It was on a holiday, when I met a lovely boy on a visit to the museum. He had told me he was on a school trip while I was hanging out with some colleagues and nuns at the orphanage. It was my dream to be able to study at a real college, and although Sweet Amoris is such a close school, we were educated at the shelter institution itself. The boy looked confused, looking from side to side looking for something, when I offered him help, and then we spent the afternoon looking for his notebook.

"What was his name again? Lysandre ... He was a love, I will never be able to find him again."

My miserable life had been in vain, and when I finally found some remnant of happiness, it had been brutally interrupted, but I was unable to hate the one who once protected me with all his might, the one who promised to be my guardian and welcomed me into his arms freeing me from my fears. In one way or another, he kept his word, and even suspended in the abyss, he put me in front of his own needs, until at some point, both of us fell together when he can no longer resist.

"Oh Raphael ... If we could have another chance, maybe I can make you smile again."

He quickly removed his sword stuck in my body and gently pushed me away, resting me on the cold floor. Our faces were side by side, and my frightened eyes met his. Frivolous and expressionless eyes that I had never seen before, despite the usual emptiness that had always been present in them due to his disability, I knew that Raphael could see what he wanted in my heart, and when we looked at each other in depth, I could feel everything. your desire and love for me through your grayish irises.

It took me a while to understand that it was Raphael who had stabbed me in the back, and that now he lay beside me waiting for death. He stroked my hair and sealed his lips to mine quickly.

- Everything will be fine now Eloise, no need to worry. It's all over. For both of us.

- You ... Will you die with me?

- Yes, and that's the way it has to be. You will see. Together we will reach the skies and the stars, and we will walk freely through the clouds, building the dreams that we have always shaped together. In the centuries to come, people have forgotten Orpheu and Eurydice, and will remember our history in its place ... Everyone will comment on the wonders we create together, and everything we sacrifice in order to reach the altar of the purest love.

Raphael continued to recite love poems, resigned to the end of his mission on this earthly plane. His words rang in my ears with less and less intensity, my eyes slowly closed, and little by little I felt my blood flow weakening. I struggled to admire him one last time, and my eyes lit up when I saw him in silence, maintaining his typical serene expression. That scene made me realize how much my life wouldn't make sense if I couldn't have him by my side, and I accepted that I should join him, in joy and sadness, I would follow him wherever I went. When a last drop of tear ran down a line across my cheeks, I knew my time had come, and soon my heart took its last beat.

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When I opened my eyes, awakened by the sun's rays that subtly illuminated my room and tickled my face, I sighed with relief that the previous night had been nothing more than an unpleasant nightmare, or that at least I had had a chance to start over.

It felt like I had spent years in the dark, and I could finally find him again. Raphael's presence called to me. I got up quickly realizing that I was naked, put on my dress and went looking for her.

The mansion seemed silent, I walked quietly through its rooms and the only noise I could hear was the old wood in response to my steps.

I didn't dare to enter the closed rooms, everyone should be sleeping, but when I passed Ivan's room, the door ajar caught my attention. I carefully opened it, realizing that it had been impeccably decorated without my permission, the room smelled like rubber from children's toys, and there were teddy bears on both beds.

"Two? Before, there wasn't even one."

The walls were covered with blue wallpapers and free from mold. The bookshelf used to house the spiders was replaced by a low dresser with some children's literature on it.

I left a little confused, and proceeded to Vladimir's room, which was open, but there was no one asleep on the bed and I decided to look for them downstairs.

The delicious smell that came from the kitchen caught my attention, the stool was full of fruits, sweets and other delicious foods. Not sure if I should, I sat down to enjoy that paradise after so many days without enjoying the taste of meals. After feeling satisfied, I put my hands together to say thanks, and withdrew towards the library.

There was no one, or anything unusual, other than the fact that I couldn't find any of the vampires around the mansion, I had never realized how uncomfortable this peace was, and I remembered that they had agreed to take turns to be on guard if the killer to strike again. As a last hope, I passed quickly through the small and large hall, but there was no sign of the others.

In the garden, the heady smell of flowers and the pleasant breeze made me feel in the sky. There was a diversity of them and, all apparently very well cared for, I smiled thinking about the work and affection that Vladimir had with them, while walking between the bed of Roses and Violets.

I heard the laughter of children coming from behind the lemon tree, and suddenly a boy runs past me at full speed, slapping one hand on my dress, while another girl revealed herself behind the trees, laughing sheepishly.

- I got you mommy, it's with you now! - Said the boy without pausing his run. Distracted, he stumbles and falls sharply on the ground, and soon I rush to see if he has been hurt.

- Are you alright? - I asked crouching down to keep up with him and extend his hand.

Somehow, when his brown eyes met mine, my mind evoked the most beautiful memories beside him, and all the warmth and happiness he had given me over a long period, since the day that Raphael and I adopted him - in the same orphanage I grew up in - along with Alicia, the shy girl behind the trees. Human and healthy children who enjoyed their childhood in the best way

- Enough! Look at your clothes Victor ... How are we going to get out this way? You will stay at the mansion taking care of your sister. Your mother and I will be back soon.

I turned around with my chest full of happiness when I found Raphael, and I ran into his arms, my eyes covered with tears.

- Oh my love, I thought I wouldn't see you anymore.

- But why? We have all the eternity in the world to see each other. - He answered my hug and smiled radiantly. The hot sun that afternoon did not seem to be his enemy.

- Daddy, daddy! - I moved away from Raphael's embrace so that he would receive Alicia in his lap. - I picked that flower for you. - She said pointing a Violet towards you, Raphael's favorite flower.

- Oh, what a beautiful flower my angel ... As beautiful as you.

I looked at him confused. - You can see?

- What are you talking about?

- No ... It's nothing. Do not worry. Where are we going?

- We agreed yesterday that we would go out together, don't you remember?

- Of course I remember! - I did not remember.

Raphael gently kissed Alicia's forehead and returned her to the floor. Victor came over and took one of the hands and with the one he was free to decorate his hair with the flower she still kept.

- Take good care of your sister. - Raphael said, crouching at the children's height, keeping a sweet smile. - I love you. - He stood up, extending a hand to me, and I held it firmly.

The children entered the mansion and I let myself be guided by Raphael as we followed the forest trail towards the city. The air I breathed seemed cleaner; The animals seemed so happy that I thought I heard them sing; The trees were full of fruit and flowers, but I was sure it was not spring; The forest did not emanate the gloom as usual, everything was more beautiful, harmonious and pleasant.

We walked through the city quietly hand in hand, Raphael did not give rest to his cheeks, and kept his smile at all times, greeting everyone who passed by us, showing me off as his muse, or perhaps I would say, as "his trophy . "

My vampire took me to a local gallery so that we could together enjoy divine works by current and Renaissance artists, when we arrived he was received as a majesty at the place, everyone shook his hand and thanked him for his works, and I took advantage of his distraction to analyze the paintings, when I realized that most of them were signed with his name, alongside other famous artists of his time.

- My muse ... My love ... Thank you for being the queen of my inspiration, for offering me all your affection and giving me the joy and desire to breathe every day. - He whispered in my ear unexpectedly, wrapping his arms behind my waist. I closed my eyes to absorb his sweet genuine words and turned around after a few moments, gently holding his face with my hands, admiring his eyes tenderly.

- I wouldn't know how to live without you, my vampire.

We spent hours in the gallery receiving praise from several people. Although I did not contribute to his success, I was delighted by the crowd that exalted him, and I stayed by his side at all times.

Then, Raphael took me to a nearby flower shop, where a young blonde of radiant beauty attended us, and calmly and patiently introduced us to her diversity of flowers, talking briefly about each one. My lover left me to approach a bouquet of forget-me-nots and went to pay for them, while I waited outside, admiring the sunflowers.

- These flowers ... Do you know?

- They are forget-me-nots, aren't they?

- Exactly, my love. Did you know that they have a meaning?

- Really? It looks touching ...

- Their name in English means "Don't forget me". In another language, they evoke true and eternal love.

- Just like my love you?

He smiled with a slightly flushed face, handing me the bouquet of flowers.

- A love that lasts after death. Just like ours.

I made a confused face, but before I could question him, his lips came up against mine, silencing my words and thoughts.

The shy sun was already about to hide so that the Moon could take its place, and to conclude our tour, we opted to stop by a bookstore. Raphael danced with his thin fingers through the books and removed the best classics from the shelves to recommend them to me, and I thanked him for his gesture by recommending literature that I liked, and after hours of selection and healthy intellectual discussions with that historical artifact that I called it "my love", we finally decided it was time to go back to the mansion.

We were greeted by adorable, small creatures that ran from side to side celebrating around us, and also by our faithful and furry watchdog, Bullet.

- Dad, mom, let's make a cake together!

- Of course my angel. - Raphael said.

I followed them into the kitchen, and placed the flowers in a vase in the center of the stool to decorate the room. Raphael was peeling the carrots next to Alicia, who reached the sink with the help of a stool. Victor mixed the ingredients in a bowl while Bullet insisted on polishing the floor, getting rid of everything that accidentally fell over there.

I watched the whole mess and when necessary helped them with the recipe, and in the end I took care of washing the dishes with the help of my eldest son.

It only took a few minutes for us to be able to smell the delicious aroma of the carrot cake taking over the kitchen. Raphael carefully took it out of the oven and took it into the main hall, where the big center table was already prepared with cutlery and plates waiting for us.

The children sat side by side, and Alicia accommodated her teddy bear in the next chair reserved exclusively for him. My white gentleman with a polite gesture pulled up the chair in my wait, served everyone (without forgetting Teddy), and then served himself and sat across from me and the children.

- First of all, we must thank you for the godsend of being together this evening, enjoying this divine dessert made in family. - Raphael put his hands together and closed his eyes for a moment, and the children imitated him before I knew it, so I also did the same, closing only one of my eyes waiting to be sure when everyone would have finished the prayers. - Then we can eat.

The taste of that sugary slice exploded in my taste buds offering me different sensations, everything seemed more tasty and intense, and I justified this fact due to the pleasant moment full of joy, beside those I loved.

Victor and Alicia collected the dishes and took him back to the kitchen quickly, while Raphael and I waited for them to go up to the rooms.

Alicia pulled her father by the clothes and carried him to his bed, while Victor and I sat on the edge to hear Raphael recite children's books for both of us.

- And in the end, the princess and prince lived happily ever after. - He concluded closing the book in his hands. - It's time to sleep my sweetshearts.

Victor abandoned his bed to snuggle up next to his sister. Raphael covered them and kissed their foreheads, and soon I did the same.

- Good night, darlings. - I said.

- I wish you sweet dreams like spring nights. I love you. - He turned on the lamp next to him and played with Teddy, swinging him over to Alicia.

It didn't take long for both of them to fall asleep, and Raphael and I proceeded to his room, or rather, our room.

- Honey, the night is a child, and I would like to make the most of it by your side.

- And what do you have in mind?

- I would like you to serve as inspiration for one of my paintings. I want to capture its simplistic and natural beauty so that I can frame it.

- Do you think I would be a good model for your work? - I approached unbuttoning his vest provocatively.

- I wouldn't be able to find someone else who approaches your beauty

Raphael intertwined his fingers near the back of my neck and brought me in for a passionate kiss full of desire, tracing a path up to my ears, where he nibbled on them leaving breath escapes that shivered me with pleasure.

- Take your clothes off for me. - He whispered.

I watched him walk away to prepare the paints and put the canvas on his easel, while he watched me slowly remove my clothes, trying to seduce him as much as I could.

I lay down on the sofa in front of him and let Raphael do his painting, waiting impatiently for him to finish it and come over to touch me.

When at last he rested his brush, I sighed in relief seeing my vampire approach me as he strummed the buttons of his complex clothes and threw them on the floor, I rushed to help him remove the last pieces when his body launched itself over mine to caress every follicle of my bare skin.

Our bodies danced in tune forming the most beautiful arts while our breaths mingled in the air. His sweet voice whispered beautiful words in my ears, and then he walked his mouth in secret places. We gave each other pleasure, passionate as never, eagerly desiring.

Sleep hit Raphael quickly, while my mind wandered through the profusion of questions that plagued me after that night of dreams, I got up to explore the mansion again, traced the same path as before and came back to realize that the other residents were not yet present.

- Were you awake? It's all right? Can't sleep? He asked.

- Raphael ... Where are the others? - I asked approaching the bed and sitting next to him.

- Others? What you mean?

I noticed the sincerity in his words, which made me even more confused, but with every minute that passed I felt my body weighing tons, and needed a disconcerting effort to keep my lids open. Tiredness had tamed me, and I could leave matters to the next day.

- Come here my love, do not let nightmares torment you. I will help you to dispel your fears and uncertainties, come closer.

I lay down beside him again, snuggling in the warmth of his arms, looking forward to the next day that awaited me.

When I opened my eyes again awake by the sun's rays that reflected on my naked skin, a new day started, I got up excitedly and went looking for my vampire who was no longer present in the room.

I passed the kitchen as I headed towards the garden, and realized that the stool was again served with a full breakfast, but I ignored it and just went on my way.

I retraced my steps from the previous day and was surprised by Victor, who again passed by at full speed beside me, and I felt like a Déjà Vu species.

- Enough! Look at your clothes Victor ... How are we going to get out this way? You will stay at the mansion taking care of your sister. Your mother and I will be back soon.

"What is happening?"

- Where are we going?

- We agreed that we would leave yesterday, don't you remember?

- But we ... We left yesterday, Raphael...

- What you mean? Are you fine? Is tired?

- No ... I just... I ...

- Let's go?

The children ran into the mansion and again I let myself be guided by Raphael throughout the city, soon I realized that the previous day was tirelessly repeated. We walked the forest hand in hand; people smiled and repeated their gestures; we received praise in the art gallery; Raphael bought me forget-me-nots at the florist and repeated the same curiosities; we would go to the library and then return to the mansion, welcomed by Victor, Alicia and Bullet who were preparing to cook a carrot cake again.

I found myself trapped, suffocated every day that repeated itself, and despite my titanic efforts to escape from that limbo, the day will always start from scratch, again and again ... As much as I tried to run, I would end up coming back to the same place as before, because the wonderland that he created, as well as all his works, were limited, and even walking for hours, in the end I realized I had gone around the world, arriving again at the starting point . As much as I stirred the sticks to alter our story, I was put to sleep in a deep sleep, until I woke up again to live the nightmare.

I had reached my limit, I could no longer stand his sly smile and his false appearance before those programmed dolls. The children's high-pitched laughter pierced my ears, making me want to scream. Even when I tried to commit the irreversible, murdering the one I loved one day, he woke up again the next day, with a serene and lively countenance.

- Raphael, what's going on? - I asked in a harsh tone pushing Alicia unconsciously before Raphael received her in his arms and was again presented with a Violet.

- What are you talking about?

- Why? Why is everything repeated? Where I am? Why don't you let me go ?!

- My love, you are free to go where you wish ... I would never deprive you of living. But aren't you happy with me? Is there anything I can change to please you? - I took steps back as he approached. - You know, I love you ... And it will always be like this, now we can spend eternity together, Margarita.

I was astonished by his words, and his hand slid down my face gently, brushing a lock of hair behind my ears. I finally realized that there was no other chance, not for us. I was not living in heaven with my beloved, I was living in the world he had idealized behind what he could not see, based on everything he wanted before he blinded himself ... His old dream of becoming a requested artist; exhibitionism; your passions; the desire to create descendants.

I was living in his troubled mind as the main puppet of his show in the fantasy world he had created for him and the one he loved so much - Margarita.

Meanwhile...

Vampires walked through the immensity of trees in the gloom of the night. Vladimir carried a bouquet of violets with him, while Beliath took care of the sunflowers.

- Is here. - Said the aristocrat crouching down to leave the Violets on the damp earth that kept the artist's body in his soil.

Beliath in turn, imitated the other by leaving the sunflowers in the covered grave next to them.

Melancholy had completely devoured Vladimir. He rose with his head down to observe in silence for long minutes the place where the body of his great companion lay.

Beliath did not dare to interrupt her moment, and when she felt she should, she wrapped one arm around the other in a quick gesture, to offer comfort.

- I know it was Rapha's wish to be buried beside his beloved. You both should be happy now.

Vladimir wiped the tears away when he realized they were running down his face, and took a long breath.

- Maybe ... But I feel that something is not right Beliath. Anyway, come on, we have to visit Ivan and Ethan's tombs before the Moon decides to betray me.

The killer that bothered him all years ago had been defeated by Ethan, but not before he managed to seriously injure him and Ivan, and to the misfortune of the others, Beliath and Vladimir who were taking mansion shifts outside, could not arrive in time to save them. . While about Aaron there was still no news of his whereabouts since he left with the mysterious girl with the thick hair.

- Vladimir, I didn't know you had decided to catch up on your culinary practices. - Beliath commented humorously, in an attempt to ease the tense mood when they returned to the mansion.

- What is your fool talking about?

- Can't you smell that? It looks like carrot cake.

- Please ... Spare me your stupid comments. - Vladimir rolled his eyes, although his nostrils also felt the same, he had no patience to worry about Beliath's remarks.

The nights came stealthily for both vampires, who tried unsuccessfully to distract themselves from the absence of those who had once filled their empty hearts.

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Pokemon Adventures Villains Evilness - From Most To Least

1. Ghetsis Harmonia Gropius - This man has no redeeming qualities to speak of and as far as rap sheets for a villain whose primarily goal is NOT to kill a whole bunch of people in the name of making a better world go, his is a real whopper, with atrocities that are rooted in Pokemon-on-human violence or sometimes even physical violence with his cane that are shockingly dark, cruel and unpleasant even for this manga in just how nonchalantly he commits them and with such unparalleled sadism. Everything about the way he raised up N to be groomed and exploited for his plan (thus everything N did, including persuading Gigi to leave White, is all thanks to Ghetsis), abusing Pokemon en masse in order to build N's Castle and fool N into not seeing the truth, mental violation of trainers who listen to his speeches via Hypnosis so that they release their Pokemon and even implied use of that same Hypnosis on N, ordering the capture of Victini, Volcarona, and the Kami Trio to be used as test subjects and having the Swords of Justice hunted down and nearly killed by his lackeys, spearheading the "Pokemon Liberation" plan that captured several Pokemon (including Hugh's little sister's Purrloin), having Eelectross electrocute Black from behind and send him into painful paralysis, having his Pokemon beat down the Gym Leaders and forcing one (Brycen) to surrender by threatening an innocent hostage (Hawes) in his Hydreigon's grasp, crucifying six Gym Leaders to display before Unova as a show of strength, ordering the hostile takeover of the Unova League that endangers the lives of all the spectators, trapping Black in a no-win situation where his Hydreigon would kill him on the spot, ordering the Sages to use their Pokemon to kill a whole bunch of defiant trainers, trying to have Black and his Pokemon burned alive by Hydreigon and Volcarona's flames in order to cover up N's defeat to the public of Unova, having Colress' Beheeyem knock Black into the reverting Light Stone so that he and all his Pokemon are trapped within the Inter-Dream Zone for two years, commissioning Kyurem's torture via the Colress Machine to raise it's power, overseeing Team Plasma's freezing terrorist attack on seven towns that has many people either dying or entering a death-like hibernation sleep and even threatening to freeze the entire continent once at the Giant Chasm, sealing N into the Dark Stone to use him and Zekrom as a Living Battery and Human Shield for Black Kyurem then bluntly trying to kill his son when he's freed afterwards, attempted homicide on all the trainers who oppose him, initiating a self-destruct of the Plasma Frigate to kill himself and the many people and Pokemon - including those still inside the thousands of stolen Poke' Balls he had with him - on board rather than be made a prisoner for his crimes, striking his son across the face and savagely bludgeoning him half to death with his cane...there’s even an implied beating down of his Hydreigon after loss to Alder (explains the Frustration move!). All of that because Ghetsis desired to rule Unova and then the world with an iron fist under a totalitarian regime in which he and his Team Plasma are the only humans to own, control and use Pokemon, all due to massive feelings of greed and entitlement. Simply put, Ghetsis is a monster. Such a monster that at least 75% of Unova’s Pokemon, literal monsters, stare him down with righteous fury, unforgiving hatred, and sheer disgust in their eyes. I don’t think any villain in Pokemon before or since then has been as great an enemy to Pokemon themselves.

2. Lysandre - If there’s any other villain could compete with Ghetsis in being as horrifically vile and heinous as this manga has to offer, his immediate follow-up, Lysandre, would be that villain. One could make the argument he’s every bit as bad or even worse because while Ghetsis was simply pure evil, Lysandre is a man of admirable, humanizing qualities, strong convictions to what he believes to be morally right and in the best interest of others, and the capacity to do great good with his wealth, power and influence, but he chooses to be a complete bastard and turn all that towards committing great evil instead. His goal is the mass eradication of all life in the Kalos region except for those select few people and Pokemon who are either with his Team Flare or are “elite” enough to buy their life’s security, believing this will create a brighter, more beautiful future for Kalos. To this end, he’s responsible for the destruction of Vaniville Town, influencing the media to cover up Team Flare’s crimes and stack the odds against their enemies, threatening the life of a child when he suspects too much, trying to drain energy from Xerneas in order to turn life-giving power into a bringer of death, keeping AZ locked up as a prisoner, capturing Pokemon from Pokemon Village to drain their life energy via Absorption Stones, controlling Mewtwo to attack his allies, controlling Emma to the point where he overloads her Essentia suit and nearly kills her, and trying to use a forcibly controlled Zygarde’s power to kill his enemies and re-activate the Ultimate Weapon to obliterate everyone in Kalos. Many people suffered due to Lysandre’s actions - some may have even lost their lives, and even more would have perished had his plan succeeded. Lysandre might have had a valid point about the state of Kalos, it’s culture and it’s people, and he had some amount of true affection for Pokemon that made him capable of mastering Mega Evolution, but his crimes are still unpardonable and he met the end he deserved.

3. The Mask Of Ice (Pryce) - When an inherently not evil person bottles up some much negative emotions and represses so much pain for so many years, ultimately letting his heart freeze over, his mind crack, and his sense of morality completely crumble, this is the result - one of the coldest, cruelest, most fiendish villains in all of Pokemon Adventures. The old bastard controlled Lugia and Ho-Oh to abduct at least six children and raise them up to be his evil disciples. When Team Rocket disbanded in Kanto, he revived the group in Johto, with he and four of his kids taking leadership and controlling the grunts’ minds with special masks. With the goal of capturing Celebi in order to control the powers of time itself, the Masked Man committed atrocious acts such as freezing the Lake of Rage, nearly killing Gold and Silver in a brutal way, having his agents hunt Suicine, controlling Ho-Oh and Lugia again for a rampage at the cross-regional League Tournament, threatening the life of a little girl to get her grandfather to open up the GS Ball for him, and risking the decimation of the entire planet just so he could go back in time and right a wrong from his past. While Pryce’s heart might’ve thawed out in the end and he did some good upon his return in the HG/SS Chapter, it’s too late in his life to fully atone for his evildoing. Sad!

4. Archie and Maxie - When in their right state of mind, these two are some of the less truly evil villains in Pokemon. But...when Kusaka made them go crazy and evil, he made them go REALLY crazy and evil. Having their madness linger even after the orbs were out of their hands, to the point where they just wanted to destroy everyone and everything in their way for no real reason, Archie was A-OK with murdering Maxie in order to gain a special suit of armor from Team Galactic, and with that armor and control over a phony Kyogre, he tried to flood the Earth and drown every living thing on it just to see his perverted dream realized and take revenge on those who defied him last time. I don’t know why Kusaka seemed to hate these characters so much that he’d turn them into such deranged monsters, but I’m glad he didn’t do it again in the ORAS Chapter.

5. Colress - This dude’s actually not evil so much as he is amoral to a truly frightening degree, but that amorality makes him by and large one of the most sinister and dangerous antagonists in the series. Many of Ghetsis’ nastiest crimes, such as the Hypnosis of trainers into releasing Pokemon, the freezing of the Swords of Justice, capture and experiments on the Kami Trio, sealing Black and his Pokemon in the Light Stone, capture and torture of Kyurem, and the freezing of all those cities, are deeds that Colress was gleefully complicit in, and his done his own share of deplorable deeds like his unethical uses of Genesect, mind controlling several Pokemon, freezing Blake and Whitley and having them dumped into the sea, and nearly killing Blake in their final battle. He’s at least done a few nice things here and there like rescuing N when he fell from Black Kyurem, being a graceful loser to his worthy adversary (unlike sore loser Ghetsis), and helping to neutralize the threat of Necrozma in the Alola region. But he’s still a selfish dick who belongs in jail.

6. Faba - He represents a far smaller scale, more personal sort of evil, but it’s of the vilest sort. This version of Faba goes beyond being a pompous prick straight into being a raging incel who let his infatuation for his boss, Lusamine, go to his head to the point where he pushed her husband into an Ultra Wormhole just to have him out of the way, and while Lusamine still rejected his advances, Faba schemed to bring about the destruction of her and her entire family while he could take over her company and run it how he saw fit, in a tyrannical way of course. If that wasn’t bad enough, he’s also the one who cheated Sun’s grandfather out of his island and turned it into Aether Paradise, he’s stepped all over those on his own side and taken advantage of Team Skull’s position, and has tried to straight up murder not only Lusamine but her two children too! I dislike the way Faba is used and written in this manga, but it’s all the same undeniable that he’s one of the series’ most loathsome characters.

7. Charon - Well before Ghetsis and Faba, Charon was Kusaka’s first stab at a main villain with ZERO redeeming features. There’s no pretense of noble intentions motivating his actions - he’s driven by stone cold greed for both money and super rare, super strong Legendary or Mythical Pokemon. While his rap sheet is fairly short, it does include some standout dick moves such as his mind control of the Galactic Grunts, his beatdown of Buck at Stark Mountain, his atrocious treatment of Pokemon in general (especially poor Rotom), and most reprehensible of all, using Giratina to nearly kill a child right in front of his friend, laughing and gloating about it afterwards. After what a sociopathic maniac he showed himself to be, you’d better believe he deserved to be blasted and have the crap beaten out of him, and ending up the only leading Galactic member to get jail time.

8. Malva - Malva was to Lysandre what Colress was to Ghetsis. She was complicit in many of Lysandre’s most monstrous crimes and has some crimes unique to her, particularly when she’s in control of the destruction-bringing Yveltel. Know how I mentioned Lysandre’s influence over the media to cover up Team Flare’s crimes and stack the odds against their enemies? That’s largely thanks to Malva, who’s a big media mogul AND a member of Kalos’ League. She seems to hate most people aside from those she takes a fancy to (particularly Lysandre, whom she’s insanely devoted to) so she relishes the idea of killing most of her region’s population, yet she hypocritically exemplifies everything wrong with Kalos’ culture based on shallow materialism and fickle outer beauty, so I can’t help but suspect that Team Flare is actually more her baby than it is Lys’.

9. Lance - Sometimes a person can care and feel too much about Pokemon and it leads them to doing some abominable things in the name of bettering life for them. Lance was one such person, as thanks to his natural empathetic abilities that allow him to feel a Pokemon’s heart through his own, he became a crazed, power-mad misanthrope who sought to wipe humanity off the face of the Earth save for the truly elite trainers who cared about Pokemon enough and had strength enough to protect them so that the world could become paradise for Pokemon everywhere - no longer would they suffer from the careless acts of people! As leader of the Elite Four, his crimes were of a higher magnitude than those of Team Rocket’s, worst of them being completely decimating Vermilion City with a super sized Hyper Beam and attempting to use Lugia to obliterate all humans on the continent of the Kanto-Johto regions, possibly taking the rest of the world down with it. A real bad dude to be sure, but he’s also the start of the more honorable, redeemable villains on this list because he has pure intentions behind his actions, he’s got plenty of redeeming qualities, he chickens out of villainy after getting his ass nearly killed by Yellow and becomes a good guy, and even his attempt at omnicide leaves much to be desired by today’s standards, as it seemed set to effect only a single continent and a few islands with the danger of it MAYBE destroying the rest of the world too.

10. Cyrus - “HOLD IT!” I hear you cry “Cyrus tried to literally destroy the entire goddamn universe so that he could rewrite reality and play God! How is he below Lysandre or Lance on the evilness totem pole?” Well first off, Cyrus wanted to end things via a collapse of time and space so that he could then re-create it all but purged of spirit, so there was a method to the madness rather than just “Kill ‘Em All!”. Secondly, Lys and Lance were primarily motivated by hate. Cyrus was not - Cyrus is a believer in human potential, so he truly wanted to make life and existence better for people. And finally, in his individual actions, Cyrus didn’t cross too many lines beyond what you’d expect of a villain towards his enemies in this manga. Thoroughly wrecking the Gym Leaders and striking Dia with the broken Red Chain were pretty harsh of him, but for the most part, he played fair. Cyrus’ style suggests the epitome of evil, but his actual substance shows him to be a fairly reasonable and ultimately pitiful man. Which would be why he turned towards redemption in the end. When a scary bad guy ends up at a point where he’s affectionately snuggling a Shaymin in his arms, his evilness cred is done for.

11. Giovanni - The classic villain himself. He was established as quite the vicious motherfucker, pretty much killing two Magmar with his Cloyster in his debut chapter, being behind the creation of Mewtwo and all the agony that caused Blaine, launching a hostile takeover of Saffron City and Silph Co. that resulted in an unholy abomination fusion of the three Legendary Birds, conducting life-threatening experiments on Pokemon in his Viridian breeding grounds, and even trying to have a 10 year old kid impale on his Pokemon’s horn! This man is just EVIL...but he’s got plenty of standards. He’s surprisingly civil, respectful, honorable, enjoys a good fight and appreciates those who show strength and convictions, and he’s even a caring father to his long lost son, Silver. And while he’s a bastard to Pokemon in a lot of ways, he’s never been too sadistic or homicidal towards other people. He’s even helped out on occasions where he felt obligated to see a mess he was partially responsible for get cleaned up, as in the ORAS Chapter. He’s still an unrepentant evildoer, but at least he’s a sane one with a conscience.

12. Lusamine - Here is our villainess, a narcissistic sociopath, a massive druggie, and possessive, controlling, emotionally abusive mother extraordinaire. She is everything that is evil and wicked. She has literal ice water coursing through her veins. Her lipstick is red from the blood of those who stand in her way. She’s one bad bitch. ...But what if...we developed her...by making her a misunderstood woobie, who is only evil because of a douchebag man?!? Yeah, even putting that aside, Lusamine’s not exactly an EVIL person in this manga - she’s just completely out of her mind because she totally mismanaged her emotional duress and grieving over her missing husband, and the stress of being a single parent, and was led down the wrong path. Like Cyrus, she’s frightening, but not pure evil at all.

13. The Four Rocket Executives - Even with a beefed up role and a more dangerous plan they’re working, these four are pretty small potatoes as far as evildoers go. Plus, while Archer and Petrel might be crazy jerks, Arianna and Proton are alright as far as Rockets go.

14. Guzma - The manga depicts Guzma in a much more detailed, more realistic, more unsettlingly unhinged light, showing just how damaged, violent, and self-destructive he can get, and as such he gets to commit more horrible acts of villainy than what the games showed to us. But like the above-mentioned Rocket Executives, this increase in threat level doesn’t make him any more evil than he was to begin with. He’s still a small time delinquent among villains and one who is easily redeemable with his sympathetic background, likable qualities, and care for his home and family beneath all his bravado. Easily among the least despicable major antagonists.

15. Lorekeeper Zinnia - See the above panels where she starts getting into how she pretty much ruined Ruby and Sapphire’s life way back when? That’s pretty much the height of her villainy. Otherwise, this girl isn’t even a real villain - she’s just a cocky, self-important dick and a troll who delights in messing with others she thinks of as puny NPCs while she tries to play the hero. None of her actions go beyond the pail in terms of how dark shit can get in this manga, she’s got loved ones, a sad backstory, and good intentions for doing what she does, and after she pays the price for her reckless arrogance she redeems herself and becomes Ruby and Sapphire’s friend. Steven’s dad was honestly the more reprehensible character in this story!

Honorable Mention: N - N as Team Plasma’s king is as much a villain as Bucky Barnes was as HYDRA’s Winter Soldier. He was fucking brainwashed, in this manga more literally than anywhere else

#Pokemon #Pokemon Adventures #pokemon special #manga #villains

[pkmnsdarkqueen]

Tell Me (Lysandre, the choice is yours)

Drabble Me

-Original ask open-

It was one of those nights at the bar where the place was technically closed down, but open to it’s shadier cliental. While playing some pool with Kimi, the main bartender, and with others watching some teasing had started about Karen’s well romantic life. It had all been in good fun, and Karen even slipped in a few jabs at herself to add to it. Besides since Karen dished it out all of the time she was good at taking it back. It was when she finished the game there was something unusual about her actions. 

She retreated  to her ‘office’ soon after it was done. Usually Karen, despite admitting to not being a large party person, would stay around the entire time for these events saying she felt more comfortable here. The second flag was how her umbreon during the game kept glancing over at her before quickly leaving the DJ booth to follow her. 

When he knocked on the door she opened it saying it was fine for him to come in. For the sake of space and keeping things secret her ‘office’ was simply a store room with a folding table and chairs to sit in. Ones that were perfect for her height at least. She gave a small snicker which she tried to cover as he tried to get comfortable. 

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t laugh.”

“No it’s fine, I mean you haven’t asked me how the weather is up here yet so you’re doing better than most people.”

“You have no idea how badly. The only thing  stopping me was how unoriginal it likely was to you by now, and I needed that perfect moment for it to come off as ironic.”

As he got settled she wondered why he’d followed. had something happened she didn’t know about? Was he wanting to ask her something? Maybe just talk? She wondered criss cross on her own chair to give her umbreon a good lap to sit on while she pet him. 

“You seem to be trying to leave early, everything alright?”

Ah, it was the second option, and it was about feelings. She should of hidden better. The umbreon nuzzled her hand at the minor spike in worry from her. Even the smallest shift to a negative emotion he picked up, and tried to account for when he was close to her. She appreciated the gesture though didn’t think there to be too much cause for concern. In fact maybe it was a good thing he stopped in to ask about this. She needed to be better about telling other people how she felt. Especially ones about self doubt. Not everything could be fixed by toughing it out, she’d noticed that fault in herself when talking to Will about why she started the bar. 

“It’s nothing serious, I’m self reflecting is all. Talking about romance and all that mushy junk is complicated for me.”

“You were talking a big game out there about all of the people you’ve made out with.”

It all started so childishly with dumb bets about having to kiss certain people depending on who won the game Kimi teasing about her finally getting Karen a first kiss. Then Karen bragging about all of the people she’d made out with, and asking if Kimi was trying to add to her version of a body count. The two continued back and forth like that laughing off, and even clapping at the other’s zingers if they were good enough. 

“Yeah well...it may of been true but it was more of a deflection to match the energy of the room.”

She sighed frowning as her head hung low to look at the pokemon in her lap. 

“She said she’d get me my first kiss because the truth is while I may of made out with plenty of people I never wanted to do it, well not really. It was when I was a criminal still, and I figured out pretty early my life I was attractive by general worldly standards. I saw my mom use her looks to get what she wanted when I was a kid, I saw in my criminal days how people used it, and learned if I played things right I wouldn’t even have to sleep with anyone. Just get them alone enough to knock them out, or dance around the topic enough so that Will could get what we needed. That was the other advantage, I could convince people to talk. Sometimes I still have to use those tricks if I feel I need to. You know the only good thing the Masked Man ever did was prevent me from doing any of that until I was of age.”

There was quiet that settled in after she chuckled from the final line. The tunes from the music still leaking under the door were the only thing keeping it so silent that Drake’s purring could be heard. Ah, she really should stop laughing when saying such depressing things it seemed to leave mix emotions on the other’s face.

“I’ve kissed, I’ve made out, I’ve been held. close, but I have yet to enjoy any of it. I always feel...disgusted really when doing it. Like I the only thing I want to do is claw and tear myself away from the person at any cost. If it’s the only way to get the job done though then I put up with it. I don’t want it to feel like that. One of these days I’d like to kiss someone and it feel nice like everyone says it does. The thing is I honestly have no idea how to do that.”

She let out a laugh again, dammit, as she turned her head up. 

“I mean yeah I can seduce someone, but my association with seduction is using a person. If I really care about someone the last thing I want to do it use them. A kiss, or any romantic affection is supposed to mean you care about the person which is the opposite of using them. The other thing is that I’ve seen happy couples. My dad and step mom are head over heels in love so is the old couple that helps me run this place. I know what a healthy relationship is supposed to be like, but I can’t figure out where the starting line is. Then there’s the other issue of me being attractive which should come as an advantage, but the problem is that people expect because of that I know what I’m doing likely having years of experience. I also know I’m naturally suspicious about new people so trying to not assume they’re interested because of my looks or position alone in stressful. Sure I know people in my coworker circle from this region or others are safe bets, but then I have to talk about my past which is an entirely different can of weedle to deal with, and I should stop rambling shouldn’t I?”

“Not if you don’t want to.”

He answered genuinely. Lysandre had his head resting against his hand as his elbow laid on a shelf supporting him. It maybe a relaxed position, but Karen knew he had been genuinely listening the whole time. She felt something stir in her stomach as her mind reminded her that she’d admitted her dating problems to the captivated audience being him. Karen wasn’t sure what that feeling was, embarrassment was the closest emotion she could pin it to which was possibly why her cheeks felt warmer. 

“I mean.....I can relate to some of what you were saying.”

“Oh well now you can’t say that without going on a rant yourself! Go on if I have to share something as embarrassing as being 35 without having my first real kiss then you ought to share something otherwise it’s simply impolite.”

She jested.

Besides.....I like listening to your voice too.

#(Karen like: It took me like 16 years to figure out how to healthily handle the emotions I have so far and I'm still stuck on this one) #(also yes I was low key like imagining part of her convo with Will her asking when it'd be appropriate to make the tall joke and him trying #nats-ass

[eldaryalltheway]

Headcanon for the boys & Candy at a sleepover party before starting their relationship? :)

Hello lovely ^^Thank you so much for requesting, I really hope you enjoy these headcanons.Also, I don’t know if I really got what you wanted, but I really hope I did?!Anyways, if this wasn’t what you wanted feel free to request, I won’t feel bothered. :P

Here it comes :D

GERAL HEADCANON: First, maybe (almost) the whole class went to someone’s summer house or something next to a beach (let’s imagine that) during a weekend.Also, boys and girls were sleeping in different rooms but there wasn’t an expecific rule about not being able to enter in each others rooms unless someone was naked… 

(if you wanted a sleepover just between the two of them, pls tell me sweetheart)

Nathaniel:

So, Nathaniel really didn’t want to go but since he heard you’d go and you were the one who was inviting him, he went.

Believe me, this kid was determined to get your eye as much as he could, and would do subtle things to get your attention.

Everyone was on the boy’s room playing some games like: truth or dare, etc.

The things were getting funny, but he really didn’t seem to be paying attention to these games, he was REALLY interested in admiring you

And since you weren’t doing much as well, you two started to talk and laugh together 

So he would just grab your and take you out of the room

They were having so much fun they didn’t even realise you two had left the room

You were in the balcony talking while looking at the moon (cliche?)

After talking and laughing for so long, you could tell how much of a great person he was

He couldn’t deny his feelings for you grew even bigger that night

There was a kind of silence for a while

His eyes were on you and how gorgeous you were while watching the moon

“You really are the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever met…” these words slips Nath’s mouth accidentally

Oooppss?? 

You both got as red as Castiel’s hair tbh

And since you weren’t really far from each other

tbh, you were a bit too close

You turned your head so you could face him while he was still admiring you

You really thought it was cute 

“Really? Thanks” you answered in a low tone

“Really.” he says in a raspy voice getting a bit closer

You both realised what you were doing and turned your faces like really quickly

He will think about it all night and day, how stupid of him… he should have kissed you

You got up and gave him a hand, that he accepts quickly

You both get to the corridor next to your rooms, and look at each other

“Have a good night Candy.” he says placing a kiss on your forehead

And then you both get in your rooms

And you’re both going to have a lot of questions and eyebrows wiggles from your friends, great hu?

Castiel:

Well, if Nathaniel didn’t want to go, imagine Castiel

But since Iris and Lysander insisted with him, he went

He also couldn’t leave you alone with all those idiots, they will droll all over you

He also would never admit he went because Iris said that you’d feel lonely

That day, he was pretty calm (i know, wow) and didn’t mess with people in general

Not even Candy

He also learned that you weren’t that much of an ironing board

Actually, you were hot as fuck, and he’ll never get over the fact that you didn’t take your shirt because you were ashamed to

But the fact that you told him that makes him feel warm because you trusted him enough to tell him that

So that’s why it is 11PM and he is still dreaming about you in a corner of the boy’s room while everyone is making a mess

He was staring at you too, so he could make sure no one would get too close to you

But after a while you were the one who sat really close next to him and started a conversation

At first he was shocked, like he didn’t expect you to leave your friends and your laughs to talk with him

So he’ll ask you about it

So you tell him you’re worried since he hasn’t been in a bad mood that day (ironically ofc)

And that you find it worrying that he doesn’t want to see other people doing stupid things and make sassy remarks

But in the end you were really worried, his face was slightly red and he was really quiet

“Hey, being serious, are you sick?” you ask with a worried face

“No?” he asks (?)

You place a hand on his forehead and cheeks and suddenly he turns his head away

But he is really pleased ~~

He calms himself in seconds and pushes you lightly

“I’m fine, I’m just tired because of the beach, you know…” he says.

Then you agree with him, it was tiring but a lot of fun

You decided to stay there with him talking 

I mean, he was a sweetheart on inside

But he just wants to keep that “cold” person outside

And you can help but find it cute 

And you told him straight in the fucking face

“Jesus, I really find you cute!”

He was talking normally with you but after this his heart started to beat soooo fast it almost came out through his mouth

The girls started to go to their rooms and called you so you gave him a kiss on his cheek and went

HE DIED GURL U DID IT RIGHT HAHA

Lysander:

I really think he is a conservative person but I believe he would want to go this time

Not only because his loved one was also going but because he wants to go somewhere besides their small village

He is a pretty calm person but I can see him getting jealous really easily

And it would show off a bit but you find it amusing

Like you were helping Nathaniel washing the dishes after dinner and he would look at you two and “kill him with his eyes”

He would ask if you needed help but you didn’t get he was jealous nor upset so you said no

Because if you knew you’d totally tell him that you needed help

But you got that he was acting weird, he was sitting away from everyone in the balcony probably writing something on his notepad (is that how you call it in mcl/sweet crush servers???) distracted from the world

You came and placed a hand on his shoulder and sat really close to him

You really enjoyed being around him and you were afraid you were starting to fall in love with him

You started the conversation and he answered but he seemed upset

You got a bit sad over it and asked if everything was okay

He didn’t say anything so you slowly started to get away from him

But he grabbed your wrist and pulled you really close

He loved to be by your side, only the two of you together

He dreamed about the day he’d feel your lips against his and love each other together, he really couldn’t handle you standing with another man besides him

He held your hand and apologized for acting rude

You placed your head against his shoulder while he caressed your hand

Both of your hearts were almost bursting, let’s be fucking honest

You loved each other’s company so much

You were silently sharing this moment alone and to be honest it has been the best moment of this trip

But you weren’t feeling that well

You sneezed several times and you were feeling cold with maybe 38ºC

Lysandre took you to the girls room and you just laid there covering yourself

And you dragged the boy to be next to you, just like a little child

He was having the time of his life (but feeling bad because his baby aka you was sick)

So he could check if your temperature was high he placed his lips agains your forehead

You blushed a lot don’t deny it

He gave you some medicine his mother tells him to carry around “just in case” and turned off the lights

He then sat on the floor next to your bed and he had his hands on your hair, caressing it untill you were asleep

He also kissed your forehead a few times singing something to you

Even though you started to feel sick out of nowhere, you felt glad to have a person like him by your side

You grabbed his hand and kissed it before falling asleep

And he couldn’t stop admiring your beauty

And how much of an angel you were

He loved you and he hoped to have you soon as his girl

He would write a song about these kind of moments too

or a poem

Armin:

This child only went to have fun with you and with his friend

He hates sun and summer, so going to beaches with sun on summer it’s like hell (or something worst)

However, he would have a lot of fun

Teasing you was just a hobby of this trip

But he got you mad…

Boy, even though he has a crush on you he never thought his jokes would offend you

Like he really liked you and didn’t meant to hurt you and felt so sad

He really didn’t know what to do, so he started to apologize

But you pretended you didn’t heard

So he locked you both in the kitchen

You didn’t want to talk to him so he came to you and hugged from behind

HE DIDNT HAVE ANYTHING LIKE THAT IN MIND

Like that idea passed through his head when he walked to you and he did it

His voice was sounding really sweet saying sorry 

And believe me he was sorry

Tbh you got mad over nothing what he said was nothing that offensive

You were blushing a lot

But you said sorry to him too

And since you both love games he invited you to play with him 

You said yes but he said only if you promised to don’t get mad at jokes

be honest, you wanted his attention ~~ 

He was being a sweet child, showing you a game he really loves and you never played it

So you hug his arm asking him for teaching you

He blushed, congrats

You sat in the middle of his legs (idk how to explain) and he was the happiest person alive

I mean, how many people beside the 5 boys mentioned in these headcanons have their crush liking them/hugging them

His hands were on the top of yours and your fingers were a bit intertwined

You laid back and kissed his cheek

This shit was lame, why the fuck did you get mad at him you could’ve been hugging him all day

And you played all night long I guess

And had a lot of fun

i love armin and lysander too much to write good things for them i’m so sorry, why am i like thissssss!

Kentin:

Kentin went because you went, simple

If he could get your company he was great

He was more than in love with you and he was having a lot of fun with you

Like you ran the whole beach during the day and found really pretty things and views

He was really surprised to see you that happy around him

You also played in the water too

You were happy, and he was radiant

This boy couldn’t take the smile from his face

You both were really tired and everyone decided to watch a movie

You two sat together and since you were really tired you leaned on him

Like “yea boy im going to sleep be my cushion or smth”

JK!

The movie was something romantic, tbh, he enjoyed things like that but he didn’t say it outloud

But damn girl you knew

Either ways you feel asleep on him, so he layed a bit back on the sofa and placed you on top of him hugging you

He then covered you with something

Maybe his jacket

He caressed you and hugged you

and tbh he didn’t fucking care about who was around if he was with you

Like he feels so secure and safe when he’s with you its just adorable

Everyone went to their beds and you two fell asleep together laying on the couch

Hugged

And loving each other

What could be better?

THE END!

hope you like it tbhi really like them toooooo much to make good thingsI WILL IMPROVE I PROMISEDON’T GIVE UP ON MEAlso, i’m sorry bcz sometimes i get on/in/at confusedi’m not an english native person

LOVE YOU ALL

- diana xx

#MCL #my candy love #amor doce #sweet crush #corazon de melon #cdm #headcanons #castiel #lysander #lysandro #lysandre #nathaniel #kentin #armin #idk save me