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savebatsfromscratch · 1 month

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Hockey Watching - Palletshipping Week 1 (Roommates)

Summary:

Gary and Ash watch a hockey game together. (Au notes in final note in ao3 version, I put them at the top in this one.)

Notes:

Prompt: Roommates Note: The first thing I went to was watching a Hockey game together. …for some reason. I kinda made up my own Pokemon world teams, but feel free to imagine your favorite team I guess. (Though if it’s not the Sabers I don’t want you here. /light hearted) Also, for the record, they’re kind of American coded in this one. Whoops. I apologize for this look into my mind. Cws: Surprise kiss, sort of nonsensical writing Words: 1,791

End Notes:

…dude this is such a mess. (<- did not even try to edit it.) Here’s a fun secret, I headcannon Blake (from Pokemon Adventures) as a Hockey player, and I made his number his dexholder number! :D I also headcannon Jun (from Pokemon Diamond and Pearl Adventure) as a Hockey player, and I made his number “3” because he has three total pokemon lol. I also put Hareta (from the same series) on his team and made him number “1” because that’s the number of my favorite Sabers goalie. :3 I also Headcannon Barry and Jun as triplets (the third being Pearl from Pokemon Adventures.) I also had to make up a last name for both Jun and Blake. For Jun I gave him “Aemilius,” because I went the roman route and it “was originally derived from the Latin word aemulus, which referred to equal or rival.” (iGENEA) And I gave Blake Rasmussen because it starts with an “r” sound and so does his Japanese name AND Rasmussen would look SICK on a Hockey jersey.

Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54803911

Prompts from here: @/shigerussato

Fic under the cut!

Gary plopped down on the couch in front of the already flickering TV, one hand clutched around a large can of some gross thing that Delia had bought them, and the other clinging desperately to an overfilled bowl of chicken wings. Already on the couch, Ash laughed and turned up the volume on the TV with the remote that he had apparently located. (Last time Gary had checked in, the two of them had been pretty sure that that thing was gone for good.)

“Is the game on yet?” He asked, setting the huge cup down on the coffee table (and releasing a short prayer that it wouldn’t spill) as he looked up at the current rush of ads across the television screen, “Who’s winning?”

Ash giggled and got halfway through a, “Not yet Oak,” before stopping and realizing that something was still missing from their Hockey watching spree. “Um, you did get us napkins, right?”

Gary looked around himself, and though he saw Ash’s fingerless glove clad hand already covered in Buffalo sauce, hovering unsurely about the rest of the chicken wings, he saw no napkins. “Oh dang it,” He let out an exasperated cry and smacked a hand to his forehead, “I forgot them in the other room, here, I’ll get them-,”

He went to stand, but all of a sudden the announcer sprang to life before them.

“Welcome to today’s game of Hockey,” he was saying, voice strong and accented like an old radio star, and speaking just as fast, “We’ve got a very interesting match up today,”

The second announcer interrupted, sounding just as excited as the first, “Thankfully for the Snowpoint Legends, it seems that number 3, Jun Aemilius, is back on the ice, after his injury on Wednesday we were getting worried that he might not be able to make it to the next game, but it seems the medics came through!”

“And based on today’s lineup for the Icirrus Truths, the Legends may have really needed the return. I mean, ever since number 16, Blake Rasmussen, was traded into the team from the Castelia Ideals, the Truths have been rising in power across the league,”

“However, the new goalie for the Legends, number 1, Hareta Rowan, might be able to match Rasmussen’s intensity,”

“Do you know who they’re talking about?” Gary whispered to Ash, who seemed to have given up on napkins and was instead licking his fingers clean. (Seeing this, he quickly flushed red and looked back to the screen, pretending to be looking for clues there, though he hoped Ash would not guess the true reason for his newfound focus. …though it wouldn’t have been a problem if he had known.)

“Number three for the Legends is triplets with one of my rivals from when I was in Sinnoh,” Ash commented, watching as the camera tracked after a very attractive blond offensive player as if it was a totally normal comment to make to his current rival.

Gary suddenly reached for a can on the table, suddenly realizing that his throat felt dry.

“None of that,” Ash waved his hands back and forth, flinging a speck or two of leftover sauce into Gary’s face, “I still love you the most,” he looked down at the cans, “Plus, those are non-alcoholic,”

Gary put his head in his hands, laughing. Had Ash assumed he had been trying to get drunk? “I’m just thirsty Ash,” he said, “and you reminded me of what your mom bought us,”

Ash made a face, studying the cans critically, “I wouldn’t suggest trying those, they’re probably flavored, like, pumpkin pie or crayons or something,”

Gary studied the can in the brightness of the ice from the screen. “The first one,” he told Ash, making a face, “Pumpkin pie seltzer, are you kidding me? Where does she even get them?”

“The Viridian Pokemart I think,” Ash said, snuggling a bit closer to Gary under the guise of checking out the ingredients of the strange drink.

“Why would she go all the way to Viridian to get-,” Gary cut himself off as the game suddenly kicked into action on the screen in front of them. Ash too sat up, suddenly on the edge of his seat as the puck rushed from player to player, currently held by the Truths. Gary glanced over at Ash’s face, noticing that he didn’t look super happy about that fact.

“Soo…” Gary tried, now his turn to scoot closer, “Are we rooting for the Legends?”

“Would you want to root for a team from Unova?”

“Fair point,”

The two sat together, watching as the action moved from player to player, occasional crashes and shrieks coming up from the players as they crashed together and into various metal walls. Gary found himself leaning forward and hissing in anticipation as the puck shot towards the goal on their side, but joined Ash in whooping when the (apparently not-so-rookie) goalie expertly blocked the shot, catching it under his glove and sending up cheers among the crowd on his side of the stadium.

Ash grabbed Gary’s arm and shook him, as if Gary had watched more than a couple of games before to understand quite what that meant for his team. “Did you see that?!” He asked, sounding almost as excited as he always had before their battles, “That was so cool!”

The fact that Gary didn’t quite understand the game did not stop him from sharing Ash’s excitement. (Though he suspected that was more due to the fact that his rival was all but climbing into his lap in nervous joy about the game.)

“Yeah,” Gary said, watching somewhat in awe as the players sped from side to side in the advertisement lined rink.

They continued to watch like that, whooping as number three on their team managed a goal and hissing as 16, Blake, on the other side finally managed one of his own. At one point, their hands met in the chicken wing bowl, and of course Ash couldn’t help but joke that it was the most affectionate they’d been since getting back to Pallet together. (Gary shoved him off his shoulder and laughed it off, but the entire next period passed before he was done blushing about it.)

Advertisements passed as Gary left to refill the snacks, and he found himself grinning with the draw to watch the game as he saw it starting up again.

“You have to admit that this is just as interesting as watching a Pokemon battle,” Ash said, between bites of chicken wing, looking expectantly up at Gary.

“And nowhere near as irritating,” Gary added, breaking off in the middle of his sentence to take a large sip of pumpkin pie seltzer. (Which was honestly even more interesting than Delia had advertised it as being.) “I’m not there picking through every mistake they make,”

They both cringed as, number three, the forward on the team they had decided to root for just barely missed an easy shot.

“For the most part anyway,” Gary corrected

“For the most part anyway,” Ash laughed, agreeing with him.

They looked forward, and the game went back into that comfortable blur as the announcers led the cheers (or boos) as players entered and left the ice. (Though Gary found himself realizing that the two rivals were getting oddly close again as the final period began to wrap up. Even if the “close together” in question was more like, “just about falling off the couch with how focused they were on the flashing screen,”)

They cheered as their goalie blocked yet another would-have-been goal, and then cheered even louder as their team managed to actually complete a goal of their own. They were back in the lead by one, and with only a couple of seconds remaining on the clock, and a major player of the Truths out for misconduct earlier in the match, it was looking good.

“Comeon comeon,” Ash muttered, his fingers digging into Gary’s shoulders as he leaned even further forward, “Just hold the goal for one more-,”

“No!” They both shrieked, watching as their goalie, the one named like his region’s professor, was knocked to the ground by an opposing player, allowing the puck to sail cleanly into the net behind him.

Making the game tied, and sending it into overtime as Ash jolted to his feet, taking two large steps forward and echoing the announcer as he yelped. “How was that not an illegal move!”

Gary stood and walked to meet him, but found his eyes similarly glued to the screen as the teams reset for the tie breaking move. In his still lacking understanding of the game, he couldn’t quite tell what was happening, but the energy in the crowd (and in Ash), was enough to tell him that, whatever it was, it was seriously interesting.

He squinted at the glowing ice, and then found himself jumping up and down as he spotted number three dragging the puck forward and towards the opposing goal. He was moving like lightning, skirting around nearly every other player as he raced for the win.

Ash and Gary watched in slow motion as 16, Blake, from the other team fought to catch up with Jun, and cheered as he crashed into a defenseman from his own team, clearly still at least a little shaken up from his apparent injury on Wednesday as the two skidded across the ice together, their balance lost.

It happened so fast that Gary almost missed it, but the puck banged against the net and the stadium exploded. Even with the TV on low volume, Gary truly felt like he was among the screaming fans as Ash jumped up and down beside him. Clapping his hands together and shivering in excitement. To Gary, the sight was almost funny, but as he opened his mouth to say something about it, he found himself the one taken aback as Ash jumped up and kissed him.

They hung that way for a moment, Gary feeling like he was floating in sudden joy as Ash’s arms wrapped briefly around his shoulders, only to be dragged back away again as his friend suddenly pulled back, face bright red.

“Oh I-,” he tried to explain himself, “I didn’t mean to-,”

Gary’s face was definitely bright red, but he didn’t care. “Well,” he said, grabbing Ash’s hands and leaning forward, “Do it again and I might think about coming back for the next game,”

He smirked as Ash stuttered out a sudden, “I love you,” right before Gary pulled them back into a kiss as the cheers of the crowd echoed through the dark room.

(Even if their mouths tasted like buffalo chicken wings and pumpkin pie seltzer.)

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aqqleshiqqing-archive · 6 months

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f/o + insert list

Poke.mon (Gameverse):

✻ Jaide

♡: red - (partner) {♥️ appleshipping}

♢: blue (best friends)

☆: ethan (younger brother)

• extra tags:

# color pallet trio: childhood era tag for jaide, red and blue

✻↪ jaide, blue and red - childhood friends of pallet town. they grew up together as a trio of best friends, but after red and blue developed their rivalry, they pursued the indigo league and jaide supported them in the sidelines. eventually, they start to go on their own paths. red leaves for mt. silver, blue becomes viridian's newest gym leader, and jaide moves to johto and discovers her talent in catching pokemon. after becoming the fully fledged, matured trainers they wanted to be, it wouldn't be long before they meet each other again in alola.

Poke.Spe/Poke.mon Adv.entures (Mangaverse):

✻ Jaide Stone

♡: st.even stone - (spouse) {♥️ memoryshipping}

☆: ruby stone - (son)

☆: gold - (younger brother)

♢: maroon berry - (close friends; @/beeholyshit's OC)

♢: clear - (acquaintances; @/4rachnophilia's OC)

♢: sapphire - (good friends)

♢: most of the dexholders - (acquaintances)

✻↪ a young jaide, an aspiring aprijuice maker - dreams of winning big with her business and independency. one day, she would rescue a wandering boy of her age from danger in a cave - the boy was thankful, as he had been collecting precious gems in the cave and it would've been a shame to lose his efforts. she shared this sentiment by wanting to be a hardworking merchant. to show his thanks, he would gift her one and depart from there. half a decade later, jaide travels to hoenn with full hope of expanding her already stable solo business. steven, on the other hand - has been honing his battling skills to become the next champion. but through his contest friend, wallace - he'd hear rumors about a familiar aprijuice business being introduced here. it felt all too familiar, he had to see for himself.

✻ Ilynne

☆: blake - (adoptive "son" and co-worker)

♢: looker - (co-worker)

♡: emmet - (crush)

• extra tags:

# pok.espe parents: tag for the parent OCs (because we like cooking lore)

✻↪ professional journalist ilynne travels to unova to hear about the sudden propaganda to set free every trained pokemon, to give them "freedom" as the group says. while she was mostly neutral on the concept, she would find herself interviewing the trainers who released their partners and creating articles about it. the articles with the personal profiles of some of the trainers has intrigued icpo's detective - looker. her interpersonal skills are exceptional and would be of good use in their goal to retrieve the pokemon. a year later after team plasma's disposal, ilynne would be invited to join icpo with promises of rewards for her good effort. she would be tasked to work with icpo's superintendent - blake. his new mission is to infiltrate aspertia's trainer school with intel about a team plasma girl enrolled there. but blake is a simple child in appearance, he would need a parental figure to represent him in the school.

Poke.pasta: Lullaby & Perdi.tion:

✻ Emme

♡: glit.chy red - (mutual understanding) {♥️ badappleshipping}

♢: grey - (mentor/student)

♢: mike sto.ughton - (best friend)

♢: kalei - (one-sided friendship... lmao; @/4rachnophilia's OC)

♢: jasper - (good friends; @/ttimecode's OC)

♢: megabyte - (friend...?; @/beeholyshit's OC)

✻↪ more or less just a clusterfuck of all our ocs and pokep.astas mixed together and fucking around with each other - some go hand in hand in one story (i.e strangle.d red) and some not really (emme) (she's just there)

✻ Aine

♡: ??? - (mutual understanding) {♥️ .... something something-velvetshipping 😋}

♡: jayden - (mutual understanding?; @/ttimecode's OC) {♥️ jayaine)

♢: teo - (friends; @/4rachnophilia's OC)

✻↪ two alternative stories work separately here, but the main point in story features a girl named aine who lived her whole life under medical care due to her unforgiving condition that renders her weak - she aspired to be a trainer, but her physical fitness doesn't promise her that. this doesn't stop her when she finally makes the big leap to run away from her family and practice becoming a trainer in secret, but where would be the best place to start? some people say legends are born on mt. silver

✻ Rhys (story oc) + Layla Briar (partial oc and insert)

☆: carm.ine - (younger brother)

♡: rhys - (courtship?)

note: rhys is my oc who i also ship with (paired with layla ✨)

✻↪ in the near future of kanto, where redwood has retired becoming a champion and humbled himself to a simple professor - he has been tasked to investigate on a matter regarding the many deaths of both trainer and pokemon caused by a mysterious ghost in his region. rhys, the latest kanto champion is loved and respected by many, except for his little brother carmine whom he loves dearly. bullied and belittled by his peers, carmine wants to redeem himself by doing something remarkable... the rumors of this scary pokemon residing in an abandoned building has baited his curiosity, hoping that maybe he'd become the cool kid if he could tame this "scary" pokemon. little did he know, he was just the next victim for ghost's cruelty.

• extra tags:

# kan.to's lullaby - general tag for the po.kepasta + oc interactions

Edds.world

✻ Jesse Payton

♡: tom - (dating) {♥️ tomjesse - previously known as checkers and stripes)

♢: edd, matt, tor.d - (good friends)

- c.yno

uhhhh other sillies lol

- trainer morty

- fuckin... aether employee guy... AHSJSJDJSHH

#lets go.....#~ misc

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the-new-pokespe-futures · 1 year

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Au 2: Paradox Dexholders

Alright, 2nd Au’s up, basically, this takes some inspiration from some hybrid aus by @peterofthedrakes and @venventea . You can check them out. The Au is basically: What if the dexholders can turn into paradox pokemon?

Yes, this sounds incredibly random but anything can happen in Aus, remember that now. Now, I have some story and lore regarding this Au like the rest, but for now, I'll go through which dex holder is which.

Red- Koraidon

Green (M)- Miraidon

Blue (F)- Scream Tail

Yellow- Iron Thorns

Gold- (Shiny) Great Tusk

Silver- (Shiny) Iron Treads

Crystal- Walking Wake

Ruby- Iron Valiant

Sapphire- Roaring Moon

Emerald- Brute Bonnet

Diamond- Iron Hands

Pearl- Iron Bundle

Platina- Flutter Mane

Black- Iron Moth

White- Slither Wing

Blake- Iron Jugulis

Whitney- Iron Leaves

X- Sandy Shocks

Now, this list may get updated in the future with the upcoming DLC and right now, I'm looking for the file for Incident-022, hold on a moment.........

AHA! Found i-- oh wait, this is just the file for UAO-022, well, I guess the next session, Dr Wallflower will take over, I do not want to look at that file again.

#Paradox Dexholders au #pokespe #pokespe au #pokemon adventures manga

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hakaiart · 4 years

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lackthomas otp <3

#lackthomas #pokespe #pokemon special #dexholder lack-two #trainer lack-two #dexholder blake #trainer blake #pokemon #pkmn #pkmnart #lack-two #lack two #doodles #doodle #my art #thomas the tank engine #im sorry

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happymahogany · 5 years

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Late but happy birthday Lack-Two/Rakutsu/Blake/Black 2/Superintendent/The Arrester/That Cop Guy/Manga Nate/Lack-Emotion/Lack-love from the fandom :")

Wow I can't believe I drew something for a fictional character's birthday

#pokespe #pokemon special #pokemon adventures #ポケスペ #ポケモンスペシャル #ポケットモンスタースペシャル #pokemon #trainer blake #trainer lack-two #dexholder blake #dexholder lack-two #trainer rakutsu #dexholder rakutsu #ラクツ生誕祭2019

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itsyaboi-ray · 3 years

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got into pokespe over quarantine and now that i finally caught up on all the chapters, this is my contribution to the fandom (sorry most of the images are like 3 pixels each, i just stole them from google fgdhifhdhjtehy)

here's the blank template for all your chaotic needs under the cut:

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alizardjae · 3 years

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if you're still doing these, pearl vs blake?

(Dexholder fights)

Ow, Pearl’s just gonna get bodied. He’s a scrawny kid while Blake’s got a gymnast’s body. Pearl might, might, be able to dodge one or two hits before getting pinned down or knocked out.

If he’s really lucky Blake will be in his civilian persona and pretend to lose. But otherwise, RIP Pearl.

#pokespe #dexholder fights #trainer blake #trainer lack-two #trainer rakutsu #trainer pearl #Anonymous

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stormspe · 4 years

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When Silver and Blue discover an organization that's been kidnapping children and training them for an unknown purpose, they know immediately that they have to put a stop to it. While they're rescuing the kids, though, one of them strikes a chord with Silver's heart...

The fourth installment of my Dexholder Drabble Challenge series, in which I take two random Dexholders and a random one-word prompt and write a friendship ficlet about them! Today’s installment is Silver & Blake!

Also on FFN!

#pokespe #pokemon special #trainer silver #trainer blake #trainer blue #fanfiction #dexholder drabble challenge

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jetglider · 1 year

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more of him but behaving like a little kid

#trainer blake #trainer green #trainer silver #dexholder green #dexholder blake #dexholder silver #pokespe #lacktwo #ft. a little hc of him and x being stranged cousing #you know the drill.dont tag as ship for anything ill kill you #dont tag as kin id etc thx

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maitaitiu · 5 years

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i have super bad artblock rn so im gonna join the death by dexholder thing that @komorumono started :3

so anywaye 1 like = 1 blake/lack-two doodle :0

#death by dexholder challenge #not art #looke. my fav dexholder is dia by far but i could never do him justice (also hes already taken & i cant draw hats)#also i draw nate 90% of the time anyway & how different is blake rly.#gonna do a mix of digital & paper probably if this actually gets notes

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marchsage · 1 year

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i really love the idea of lacktwo and whitwo interacting with their seniors :]

#lacktwo (pokespe)#whitwo (pokespe)#silver (pokespe)#blue (pokespe)#green (pokespe)#yellow (pokespe)#pokespe #pokemon special #pokemon adventures #uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh #whitley (pokespe)#blake (pokespe)#my art #(whitwo voice) yellow is so nice and I Am So Stressed does she know i was a part of team pl #(lacktwo voice) why'd they stick me with the most fucked up dexholders (is a fucked up dexholder himself)#blue sending this pic to the dexholder chat like 'hey besties guess who picked up one MORE little brother'#anyone else think its bonkers that not a single senior dexholder showed up to help in unova. how sick would it be if yellow paralleled n.#or u know just like. what if dppt trio showed up since they haven't gotten to be older seniors to anyone yet #hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i'd like to elaborate but also u know how it be...#silver blue and lacktwo similarities with being yoinked from family to Bad Influences (to put it lightly)#yellow and whitwo with their empathy for pokemon and not enjoying battling etc #chuchu offers whitwo a flower later and she cries #yellow and whitwo both get intense and will stand up for people/pokemon being hurt #but also whitwo gives off intense anxious vibes like a sad wet creature and yellow would be like. the most calming presence #on the water dexholder side. blue shows up to her parents's house and just lifts up lacktwo. meet my new bro #i wonder if one day blue showed up w silver and was like hey. this is my brother #so her parents just accept it. dexholders are just like that #anyways i think these two both need like. a moment to interact with people who had similar experiences to them #yellow and whitwo don't have a similar background (actually i think it'd be neat if whitwo also interacted with blue and silver) but how-#-they choose to be with pokemon is like. whitwo could use a senior who understands it

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savebatsfromscratch · 7 months

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No.8 It’s not working-!

Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50671891

Words: 1,135 Cws: A wide range of injuries (Just want to point out that that includes self harm cuts), death Notes: Okay, so, basically, the concept is that all the dexholders get hit by some sort of attack that brings back an injury from their past. :3 Prompt: No. 8: “I’ve got soul, but I’m not a soldier.” Overcrowded ER | Outnumbered | “It’s all for nothing.”

Yellow’s hands shook with exhaustion as she pressed them into Red’s stomach, hoping to do anything she could to save him. All around her were screams of pain and horror, and the ones coming from Red’s battered body were no exception. Yellow bit her lip, trying to extend the reaches of her power beyond herself and Red, but the magnitude of what she was dealing with was too much, and she found dizziness filling her eyes whenever she tried.

She couldn’t believe they had lost.

But what else would you call this?

Yellow’s own ribs, even as he power worked to heal them, ached with the pain they had when she’d broken them all those years ago, and based on the familiarity of the injuries she saw on her friends, she was sure that they were actually broken again. This was insanity! All around her, trainers powerful enough to knock down buildings and tear apart the very earth itself, all writhing in agony from injuries they had long since recovered from.

Beside Yellow was Blue, breathing hard and doing his best to soak in Yellow’s power. His entire shirt was torn in half, leaving a deep tear across his chest which blood spewed forth like some sort of awful geyser. He was clearly trying to keep calm, he had survived this injury for several minutes last time, but Yellow could tell that he was struggling to believe that he would be that lucky now. He wasn’t as young as he once was, would he spring back the same way?

Again, Yellow tried to increase the strength of her power, but the threat of passing out kept her from it. Without her power, now, Red was going to die. Yellow’s breath came hard and fast, and she tried not to focus on the horrific flashes of her friend’s pain she had seen before her own had hit.

Crystal’s arms twisting horribly as she screamed. That flash of recognition in Pearl’s eyes as a burn suddenly covered the left side of his body. The skin on the inside of Blake’s hand ripping away and up into the air like fleshy confetti. The horror on Moon’s face when she realized she had been poisoned, but not a clue from what, or how to treat it without knowing for sure. The blood that seeped into Ruby’s eyes as the scars under his hat opened and stained the fabric it found there. The terrifyingly normal expression on X’s face as blood slowly dripped out from under his sleeves and off his fingers from under his sleeves.

Yellow was trying very hard not to cry, she knew that her powers would only flicker weaker if she lost focus, but it seemed to be entirely too much to ask from her as her body began to shake with sobs.

Maybe it was the shock of knowing that all of her friends had dealt with such pain in the past, many without even giving a hint that it had ever happened at all. Maybe it was the agony in her own injured body. Maybe it was the horrible laugh of the commander of the attack that had rolled such an awful dice.

Or maybe it was that, no matter how hard she pushed her magic, the wounds on Red’s stomach did not seem to close. His breathing was shallow now. So though Yellow fought her hardest, she feared that it would all be for nothing. The man she loved was slipping away, all from a stupid injury that he had already survived before.

Yellow looked at the wound, and there they were. Three perfect puncture wounds in his gut, each spraying blood onto Yellow’s shaking hands as she pressed her fingers against his sticky skin.

She took a deep breath, and closed her eyes.

She wouldn’t let the fading pain in her ribs hurt her. She wouldn’t let the terrible screams of her friends disturb her focus before she could help them. She wouldn’t let sleep take her away from him. She could do this, for Red.

��Please,” she thought, willing the dripping guts back into their correct places, willing skin to close over the deep cuts she traced her fingers over. She let the glow of her power spread further and further, and in her mind, she could almost feel the injuries on the bodies around her fading away.

Blue’s breath lost the gasp as the slash across his chest began to sew itself back together, again hiding the ghastly sight of his ribs. Scars that ran up and down X’s arms began to close up, fading into the pale skin that lay under those blue sleeves. Pain left Pearl’s face as the redness on his skin began to fade. Blake’s twitching fingers began to slowly still as the skin returned back to its place. When Ruby wiped away the blood, it actually stayed wiped away. Crystal’s arms cracked back into place. Moon began to slow in her mad search for an antidote as she realized that the effects were leaving her.

Yellow focused her power, spreading it to every injured figure in the room. Friend or foe, she found she could heal them in her sudden blast of calm. Those that had managed to keep fighting dropped their weapons as the glow hit them, confused as their bruises faded and their scratches stopped leaking blood onto the earth. Pokemon, left fainted where they had fallen by the evil that had commanded them, slowly began to wake and look around.

Yellow couldn’t see herself, but if she had asked a friend later, they could have told her that she was glowing near golden with the force of her magic. Yet, she didn’t feel tired, only fulfilled as her power jumped from one to the next, stopping the fighting as an overwhelming feeling of peace reached every person in that room.

And then the next.

And the next.

But under her fingers, Red was not changing.

“It’s not working-!” She gasped, her eyes snapping open to a room entirely different from that which she had closed her eyes in. Everyone was staring at her, thankfulness glowing in their eyes at what she had done, but all she felt was dread.

Everyone was looking at her, everyone except the one that she had truly aimed to save.

Red, now horribly cold under her fingers, lay still on the bloody ground. His beautiful eyes, once bright and lively, were now only half opened to the ceiling, their shine gone.

Yellow’s breath came hard as she stared down at him.

She couldn’t heal this.

Even with all that she had done, with everyone that she had saved, with every section of the battle she had so simply ended, it was all for nothing. He was gone.

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