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flyatahighergame-arch · 2 years

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Ships with Pommei ( @pompedia )

❧ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ; ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ (peach / pompedia)

❧ ᴏᴠᴇʀ & ᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪ ғᴀʟʟ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ; ᴏᴠᴇʀ & ᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪ ᴛʀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ (azure / pompedia)

❧ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡᴀs ʜᴀɴᴅᴍᴀᴅᴇ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ (revolution / pompedia)

❧ ɪғ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅs sᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ (devotion / pompedia)

❧ ɪ ᴡᴀs ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ & ᴀʟʟ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ (damimari / pompedia)

❧ ᴛɪᴍᴇ sᴛᴀɴᴅs sᴛɪʟʟ; ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ɪɴ ᴀʟʟ sʜᴇ ɪs (dickkori / pompedia)

❧ ɪғ I ʜᴀᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ ғᴀᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛᴇ (jakemei / pompedia)

❧ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɢɪʀʟ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ʙᴏʏ (chasemei / pompedia)

❧ ғᴏʀ sʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ɪs ᴍʏ ᴍɪᴅsᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ's ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴇ. ( dressedinpink / pompedia)

❧ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ᴡᴀʏs ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ; ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴇᴍʙᴀʀʀᴀssᴇᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏsᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ( mahina / pompedia)

❧ ɪ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ; ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ꜰɪᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ( ferriswheel / pompedia)

❧ ɪ’ᴍ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʟᴘʟᴇss ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ’ᴍ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜰɪɴᴇ ( dramoine / pompedia)

#❧ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ; ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ (peach / pompedia)#❧ ᴏᴠᴇʀ & ᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪ ғᴀʟʟ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ; ᴏᴠᴇʀ & ᴏᴠᴇʀ ɪ ᴛʀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ (azure / pompedia)#❧ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡᴀs ʜᴀɴᴅᴍᴀᴅᴇ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇʙᴏᴅʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ (revolution / pompedia)#❧ ɪғ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅs sᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ (devotion / pompedia)#❧ ᴛɪᴍᴇ sᴛᴀɴᴅs sᴛɪʟʟ; ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ɪɴ ᴀʟʟ sʜᴇ ɪs (dickkori / pompedia)#❧ ɪғ I ʜᴀᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ ғᴀᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛᴇ (jakemei / pompedia)#❧ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɢɪʀʟ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀsᴇʟꜰ ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ʙᴏʏ (chasemei / pompedia)#TAG DROP.#❧ ғᴏʀ sʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ɪs ᴍʏ ᴍɪᴅsᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ's ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴇ. ( dressedinpink / pompedia)#❧ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ᴡᴀʏs ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ; ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴇᴍʙᴀʀʀᴀssᴇᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏsᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ( mahina / pompedia)#❧ ɪ’ᴍ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʟᴘʟᴇss ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ’ᴍ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜰɪɴᴇ ( dramoine / pompedia)#❧ ɪ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ; ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ꜰɪᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ( ferriswheel / pompedia)

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tweeds-rp-hub · 2 years

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Tag Drop Part I.

#💫 We'll Show You How We Shine ( self promo. )#💫 Tweed's Ramblings ( ooc. )#✨ Watch How I Stand Out !! ( aoyama ic. )#✨ You'll Never Truly Shine ( about aoyama. )#✨ A Twinkling Spectacular! ( aoyama aesthetic. )#🟠 Excellence in a Plain Sort of Way ( sero ic.. )#🟠 That's Me Always the Wild Card ( about sero. )#🟠 Positively Plain in Every Way ( Sero aesthetic. )#🥀 For Who Could Learn to Love a Beast ( adam ic. )#🥀 You Should Learn to Control Your Temper! ( about adam. )#🥀 Magnificent Forevermore ( adam aesthetic. )#🧚🏻‍♂️My Will Hasn't Been Broken Yet ( bede ic. )#🧚🏻‍♂️The Power of Pink ( about bede. )#🧚🏻‍♂️Whisked Away in Pink ( bede aesthetic. )#☄️ A Normal Boy Named Nova ( nova ic. )#☄️ A Nothingling with an Empty Heart ( about Nova. )#☄️ Looking at a Distant Star ( Nova aesthetic. )#otp; Must be Fate...Not the Good Kind Mind You! ( dressedinpink )#otp; beauty && the beast ( x Belle )#otp; A First Love !! A Mutual Love !! ( x Luluco. )

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rosyreef · 2 years

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Really love the story you came up with for Bede/Gloria in AK! I usually see people just make Bede/Gloria a happy couple with little conflict post SwSh so I really like how you fleshed their relationship out and have Bede still struggle after the game. It’s a very cool route! That being said…what’s this AU involving Bede and Marnie drama you hinted at in the post, if you don’t mind sharing the deets 👀

WAAAAA IM SO SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT !! i honestly really love dressedinpink that ends up cute and happy at the end of swsh - bede has been through enough as it is i think BUT i also can't help myself... as well as the fact that when i thought about how he might react to opals death i knew it wouldn't be... easy. so i figured working with that would be fun and it was. i still go all mushy for when people draw or write them sweet in their teens or as young adults though

eerrggh but... when i said "i'll have to write that later" when talking about bede and marnie, i meant that i really do have to write it, as in plot it out. as it stands i actually have no idea what i'm doing with it. quite clearly there will be some fun times to be had but i definitely have to finish the game first before i start. since i'm working on that now and conway seems to be interested in writing them with me soon i will let you know when we have plot to tell you about o7

#we have a big decision to make here that will really be determined by things that happen in the plot in swsh #that i just. dont know yet. LOL

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pkmntrashcan · 3 years

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Adore You [Bede x Gloria]

Bederia Week 2021 | Day 5 | First I Love You

[Read on AO3]

There’s a certain peace Bede has come to recognize in the last few years. A peace he’s never felt before. He had a home, a place he belonged, and a newfound sense of purpose. And whilst that meant nothing to his work ethic, continuously pushing himself to strive for more, it just meant that he felt comfortable.

For once.

But it’s in this peace of knowing he finally had a place to belong, that emotions soon started coming to the forefront. Emotions he didn’t know how to handle or cope with.

At first it was familial love.

At the orphanage there was none of that. Just one of hundreds of mouths they had to feed and clothe. And there was a constant battle inside of him; the need to be noticed for his successes, his intelligence, his prowess over the other children and the internal rage when he wasn’t picked. Constantly overlooked by adults and by insufferable children.

Fights, arguments, never caused by him, but he sure didn’t mind finishing them with a sharp tongue or a hard fist.

And then came his opportunity in the form of the Chairman. Familial love is what Bede thought they had. The interest in him, the support, the praise. But it was only temporary, an equal exchange until he became useless. Dropped right then and there at the first sign of trouble.

To be ridiculed and left abandoned. Alone. Just like the beginning.

That wasn’t love.

But the warmth he felt from his Pokemon? The kindness, though strange and tough sometimes, from Opal--these were both a form a love he wasn’t accustomed to. And what was it like to just know, to just accept these feelings, and to not have constant fear that he wasn’t enough. That this wouldn’t last.

How was he supposed to share his appreciation and the desperate attempts to keep things as they were.

What did he have to prove? To give? To show that he was good. That he could behave. That he could do great things. That he was not a failure.

That he was worthy of love.

Enter Gloria.

Who turned every grasp he had on himself and the world on its head. He knew it didn’t start off well. All the negative associations he had with her--how effortlessly talented she was, how utterly plain she was, how she of all people could garner the attention of someone he so desperately wanted that from.

But she was sweet. Sickeningly so. And she held her head up high at his bite, at his bark, and at all the sharp accusations and prejudices he could hold over her.

It was a challenge unlike any battle he’s had.

“I’m not nice,” he remembers muttering at one point, unsure of why Gloria was so desperate to get to know him. To be friend him. Because she’d leave once she knew how broken he really was. Everyone always did.

He remembers her humming for a moment, eyes flickering to him.

“You don’t have to be.”

Looking back on it he’s not sure he could’ve ever imagine all of that push back he had turning them into this: Gloria currently laying on his torso, in his cottage for the afternoon, tea gone cold, and both of them reading as the rain outside turned into soothing background noise.

This was pleasant.

He could handle this .

“Are you okay, Bede?” her book making the softest thump as it lands on her lap, her head tilting up to gaze up at him. Her voice pleasant and welcoming, her concern making his heart squeeze in a way only she could muster.

Bede leans down without a worry, lips pressing a chaste touch to her forehead. He chuckles at the giggle that leaves her.

“Never better.”

He nearly expects her to smile, get comfortable again, go back to her book. But instead she shifts her body entirely to look at him properly. Head now on his chest, cheeks squished against her arm. She seemed almost giddy in the way her eyes were lit up.

“I’ve been meaning to tell you something.”

Bede’s eyebrow quirks, a silent prompt for her to continue. He hears her steel herself with a minuscule inhale and even smaller exhale. Sees her really set her sights on him as amber meets amethyst. He thinks he hears his book fall. Thinks he hears thunder. Thinks he hears his name.

“I love you.”

Knows for sure he heard that.

It's written all over her face. Gloria's been wanting to say it for a while, the feelings welling up inside her like a secret she just had to get out. Overwhelming, but the good kind. The kind that made her heart clamor in her chest with excitement. The feeling that her walking with an extra bounce in her step when they held hands. The flutters when he kissed her. The way her mind always thought of him and her lips would react with a smile. She loved him. She wanted him to know. And It wasn't the first time she's thought about saying it, not at all, but every moment felt too pressured, too thought out. And there was something so subtle about all their affections, something they only understood, that Gloria knew she had to tell him when the moment was quiet. Just them. Private and affectionate.

But she watches his eyes grow wide.

A minute passes. A minute too long.

She can feel her smile drop ever so slightly.

“Gloria...I’m not sure…”

He’s pulling away from the discomfort. She’s sitting up to let him. Before he knows it she's no longer touching him. There’s a distance. His heart loud and his brain angry. He’s ruining things, always ruining things.

And it doesn’t show on his face--the chaos that this just caused. He’s never been good at expressing himself, while Gloria though so controlled let him into the the part of her that did expose her feelings.

He couldn't bare to look at her and yet he couldn’t look away. Noticing how her eyes are despondent, but her smile is too kind and filled with a love he couldn’t handle. His lips part to try to explain what was going on, he knew he cared, he knew he felt something towards her that was fond--

“You don’t have to say it back you know,” her voice too calm. Too collected.

It used to drive him insane how little he could read off of her.

Her hand is firm and steady when it lands on his thigh. And Gloria is so strong, so resilient.

“I said it because it's true, you make me happy Bede.”

She can feel herself steadying, but she's neither angry nor upset. Truthfully, there was a secret part of her that knew that Bede wasn't ready. It took them this long to get to the point. Years of building up trust and a bond...it wouldn't make sense and she wasn't going to put it against him. Disappointment settles, and it stings, but her efforts to reach out and hold onto what she had with him stayed as strong as ever.

"This doesn’t change the way I feel about you."

But he doesn’t know how this love she had for him is supposed to feel; nor when the change was supposed to happen. A couple months in like it had for her, while he just feels... content? Or does it happen when it’s too late and patience has run dry?

The couch shifts under her weight. Her lips touch his cheek.

“Do you want me to go?”

She knew him far too well. Had learned from the moment she reached out to him in Stow-on-Side. Knew he liked his space, but he also liked her. Her presence. Wanted to keep her close. But right now?

His throat feels parched. His body heavy. He shakes his head slowly.

“It’s pouring outside, Gloria.” That was all he could say.

And she laughs as lightly as ever.

“You always did say I was like the plants I tend to,” she shrugs, “and they all need a little rain sometimes.”

Bede’s not sure how she’s handling it at all, watching for a sign as she puts on her boots and slings on her bag. She looks up at him sheepishly when she’s done.

“I should’ve listened to you about that rain coat, huh?”

And it’s without hesitation that he reaches over her towards the coat hanger. The nylon of his magenta jacket slinging heavily across her shoulders. Usually he walks her home, if not to the taxi stop, but for now this is the most he could do.

She’s tiny in his clothes. Her arms slipping into the sleeves that are several inches too long as he zips her up. Collar nearly covering her face. It doesn’t cover her expression, tinged with a hint of sadness. Her hands trying to escape the confines of his jacket to grab a hold of his hands.

Almost desperately.

“I’ll call you when I’m home,” she whispers.

He kisses the top of her head.

His actions speak volumes. As do hers.

“Please do,” taking too much note on how she squeezes before letting go.

Gloria is hit by the immediate warmth of her apartment. Her hair is dripping all over the floor, her hands rubbing for warmth, and his jacket protective even when he couldn't be there with her. It's rain soaked, yet reminiscent of his cologne. She should be taking it off but her face nuzzles into the collar instead her hands dipping into one of the many pockets to find her phone.

She could message him that she was home, maybe he'd prefer it, but she calls instead. Her teeth chewing on her bottom lip, listening to the dial tone come in and out of the receiver in sync with her heart.

"Hello?" his voice is hoarse, but she smiles even though he couldn't see it. She tells him she got home safely, asked if Miss Opal was back, thanked him for his jacket, asked to stop by tomorrow to return it.

Nothing seemingly strained nor forced.

At the end of the call she asks if she can say it again.

So he listens and she knows he cares.

And Bede knew when the moment was right, and he finally knew his feelings wholeheartedly, he was sure to tell her.

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rdmfavcpls · 4 years

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Childhood Friends

Title: Childhood Friends

Category: Pokemon

Relationship: implied Bederia

Rating: T

Summary: Before Bede went into the orphanage, he was friends with Gloria. They had promised to always be friends, but Gloria moved to Postwick and Bede’s life fell apart. Years later, they meet again as rivals and it is only after Gloria becomes the Champion that she attacks Bede in a way she’s been wanting to do since the Opening Ceremony.

Author’s Note: Merry Christmas to everyone, especially to jane-plane and pkmntrashcan who makes some of the most awesome Pokemon fanfiction stories. Also, when I get into a new fandom/shipdom it takes me awhile to get used to writing them. So I’m sorry that this isn’t one of my best works in terms of characters.

Disclaimer: I own no rights to the Pokemon franchise.

~~Story Begins~~

Red.

That was all Bede could see when he saw Gloria enter the Pokemon League with another young boy who he never saw before. The kid claiming that he was the younger brother and the one who will defeat the undefeated Champion.

This kid claiming that Gloria was his rival with the brightest smile on his face. She looked so happy to be in the league.

“That’s okay,” Bede said to his Hatenna who seemed like it wanted to run away from her trainer. “I don’t need Gloria. It seems like she has moved on and so will I.”

Gloria knew Bede the moment he pushed Hop and herself aside, but she did not know the person who he has become. He had always pushed her past her limits when they were younger with small insults that actually encouraged her to keep going, but he wasn’t cold or arrogant about it. He wasn’t the Bede that she knew and wondered if this change of attitude is why he stopped sending her letters.

Hop drags her out of the building before she can talk to Bede. She looks over her shoulder towards the challenger in the pink coat who locks eyes with her in an intense glare.

Bede did not remember the reason why he’s in the Wild Area, waist deep in water as he glares at the tiny island. He knows he’s looking for a Gallade to add onto his team, but he doesn’t remember why.

Did Opal ask him to? Was it to try and keep his Gardevior and Hatterina from fighting? Would that even work? Would anything stop those two from fighting? Who knows?

Bede does know that if he takes one more step towards the island than he’ll have to start swimming which was not on his plans for today.

Why hasn’t he caught himself a water-type Pokemon for situations like these yet?

“Bede!” A female voice said from behind them. It made him flinch at first before he heard splashes behind him in a rapid succession. That caused him to spin around just as that other annoying voice yelled for Gloria to stop.

Once he turned around, he saw the familiar and old (why did she keep that old thing) green knitted hat on the shore and a blur of dark blue hair in his eyes. He felt their combined weight go backwards as the momentum pushed them to the deeper part of the lake. Arms had wrapped around his stomach with just enough room to wiggle his own arms free from the gasp as his eyes went wide.

A loud splash later with some disorientation, Bede found himself underwater as schools of Magikarps and Mantykes swim away. His white hair stuck to his head but he looked up and with the weight of a Champion who still clung onto his body. He kicked his legs upwards and took a big gasp of air as he broke through the surface.

“Why did you do that?” Bede said as he tried to push Gloria off of him with a glare while treading water. “I didn’t want to swim today!”

“I told you that I would get payback someday when we were children. This was my chance, but I didn’t know you was this deep in the water,” Gloria said.

“Whatever,” Bede said. “Let go of me so we can swim to the shore. I need to go home and change into dry clothes.”

“I can’t swim.”

“Gloria, Bede, are you two okay?” Hop asked from the shore.

“You still don’t know how to swim? After all of these years, you still didn’t learn how to swim?” Bede said in a scream. “Why did you think I pushed you into the lake the first time? Just to spite you? To make your day horrible?”

“I did get sick the next day, no thanks to you,” Gloria said back.

“And did I not apologize everyday when I visited you when I brought over your homework and soup?” Bede said with a huff. He took a look at the Champion who clung to him like a child.

Her brown eyes showed fear as her bottom lip trembled, her skin made her look like a human ghost and would have put Allister’s mask to shame.

“You’re still terrified of water, aren’t you,” Bede said in a whisper.

Nod.

Bede let out a sigh. “It won’t do me good to let the Champion drown then. Who else will give me a challenge?”

“Is it because of that and not the fact that there is a witness?” Gloria said with a chuckle as Bede moved her behind him and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

“That’s also a factor, a small through,” Bede said with sarcasm. A small slap on the back of his shoulder made him smile.

Bede gave a skeptical look to Gloria as he held onto a Luxury ball that Gloria just gave him.

“What’s this?” he asked.

“An apology for yesterday. I didn’t mean to cause that much trouble,” Gloria said. “I also need to know something.”

“What do you possibly need to know?”

“Why did you quit writing to me?” Gloria said. “It was something Mom and I couldn’t figure out.”

“I didn’t. You quit writing to me. Once I went into the orphanage, I never received a single letter from you,” Bede said. “I sent letters begging for you and your mom to adopt me so I wouldn’t have to stay there anymore. It was horrible there and you just abandoned me.”

“No. We never received anything like that,” Gloria said with a shake of her head. “When Mom had heard what happened, we went to the orphanage to find you. They said you were already at the Trainer School because you were adopted by Rose.”

“Obviously, someone has lied to you then. That man never adopted me,” Bede said with another venom in his voice to make a poison-type Pokemon look tame. “He used me to achieve his desires and then tossed me aside.”

Bede expression changed from murderous to shock as he finally registered what she just said.

“Wait, you and your Mom were looking for me,” Bede said. “You didn’t abandon me?”

Gloria shook her head. “No. I wanted to hug you and cry when we saw each other at the Opening Ceremony because for the longest time I thought you were dead. Hop wouldn’t let me breathe from all of his excitement and then your were cold and arrogant. I didn’t have a chance to truly talk to you until now, but Hop wants a rematch and I really need to get going.”

Bede just raised an eyebrow.

“So, uhm. Mom would like for you to come over anytime. You can bring Opal with you. She misses you as well and it will give us some time to catch up.”

Bede watched as Gloria left the Ballonlea Gym. He thought the crush he had on her when they were children had disappeared. It just returned ten-fold and he knows for a fact that Opal will pick up on it within one minute of his next training session with her.

#bederia #Bede/Gloria #dressedinpink?#still confused #belated christmas present #@jane plane #please check out @pkmntrashcan #pokemon swsh

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sluttytoes · 10 months

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#dress me up like...#shiri allwood #stripedstockings #overknee socks #thigh high socks #rainbow aesthetic #dressedinpink #bralette #gurly attire #slutwear #striped stockings #cute outifts #cutestockings #girly socks #gurly pose #gurls gurls gurls!

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candycrushiiee · 3 years

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♡ DressedInPink Shipping ♡

⊱•ᴇxᴘʟᴀɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: ⁣

A rare Pokémon trainer sticker of Gloria pops on the path from out nowhere- Bede is about to walk over it but before he does, he gives a look at it. And oh, it's that person again. There's no way he's gonna pick it up- but is it true? Of course not, Hattrem & Solosis already know about it- BoNus FaCT!⁣

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Things eventually get to their original position, after all!⁣

The art is by @/candycrushiiee.

⊱•ᴛᴀɢꜱ:

#pokemon #pokemonsword #pokemonshield #pokemonswordandshield #pokemontrainer #bedepokemon #gloriapokemon #dressedinpinkshipping #bederia #btyu #otp #anime #anipoke #pokemonanime #fanart #comic #pink #pokemonfanart #animefanart

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faecrowned · 4 years

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Name / Alias: Kei Are you over 18? Yes / No. Is your muse(s) over 18? Yes / No. Verse dependent--but main verse no.

When was your blog established? On here November 29th of 2019!!

– W R I T I N G –

Are you selective about who you write with? No (anyone) / Semi (most people) / Yes (some people) / Highly (few people) / Private (mutuals only).

Are you selective about who you follow? No (anyone) / Semi (most people) / Yes (some people) / Highly (few people).

If your muse is canon, how much do you adhere to canon? Not at all / A little / Some / Mostly / Strictly / Not Applicable.

I like to walk as closely as I can with canon materials and just build upon them the best that I can. Given that there’s a bit of ambiguity with things for Bede, I can get pretty creative!

What post lengths do you write? One-Liners / Single-Para / Multi-Para / Novella / All of the aforementioned.

Do you use icons and/or GIFS? No / Gifs / Icons / Yes / Sometimes.

Do you write on other platforms? No / Yes.

On discord, though I prefer tumblr for major plot things.

What level of plots do you write? Unplotted / Open-Ended Plots / Semi-Plotted / Fully Plotted Epics / All of the aforementioned.

Honestly, I prefer plotted materials!! I like the structure and the communication, but I’ll wing it to the best of my ability. I can’t guarantee it’ll flow the smoothest, though.

How quickly do you usually respond to threads? Very Slow (more than a month) / Slow (3-4 weeks) / Average (1-2 weeks) / Fast (less than one week) / Very Fast (less than three days) / It depends.

Whoops I’m slow as heck. University and low energy tag team me sometimes so I’m just not as fast as I’d like to be. On my days off when I’m highly motivated, I can machine gun threads.

What types of themes do you like? Adventure / Romance / Fluff / Angst / Smut / Violence / Tragedy / Domestic / Family.

WHAT GENRES DO YOU LIKE? ( Feel free to add! ) High Fantasy / Supernatural / Science Fiction / Historical / Horror / Comedy / Romantic / Drama / Action / Adventure / Espionage / All of the aforementioned

I’ll note that I do appreciate reading a good action thread but writing it takes the soul out of me so, there’s a very good chance if I’m approached for action I’ll try and just imply it by not writing it out. OTL

Are there any themes you’re uncomfortable writing on your blog? (Not triggers) No / Yes / Sometimes.

Do you have any triggers? How do you request it tagged?

I really can’t deal with reading or dear gosh looking at anything related to vomit--I block emetophobia. I also am super squeamish and can’t handle gore. Pls save a trash can and tag.

– S H I P P I N G –

What types of relationships are you open to? Romantic / Platonic / Familial / All of the aforementioned.

For the time being, Bede’s blog is still (romantically) multiship but I’m on the fence hfkdfh.

What types of pre-established relationships are you open to? Romantic / Platonic / Familial / All of the aforementioned.

Do you have OTPs? No / Chemistry Only / Yes.

I live and breathe for DressedinPink (Bede/Gloria)~! That said, in general across my blogs I may personally OTP something but I can admittedly be selective about writing the ship. I won’t be looking for my OTP from everyone. I’d only be open if chemistry (ic and ooc) works well.

I also gotta note that I do love the idea of Bede/Marnie!! I feel like there’s so much there and with the right chemistry? I’d love it even more.

Do you have NOTPS? No / Yes.

What is your muse’s sexual orientation? Heterosexual / Heteroflexible / Bisexual / Pansexual / Homoflexible / Homosexual / Demisexual / Sapiosexual / ( Grey ) Asexual / Still trying to figure it out.

What is your muse’s romantic orientation? Heteroromantic / Heteroflexible / Biromantic / Homoflexible / Homoromantic / Panromantic / Demiromantic / Sapioromantic / Aromantic / Still trying to figure it out.

Are you comfortable writing smut? No / Selectively / Yes.

How early in a relationship do you ship romantically? Autoship / During plotting / After a couple IC interactions / Several IC interactions / Slow burn / Plot dependent / Never.

Are you open to toxic ships?

No / Selectively / Yes / I am not sure.

Are you open to problematic ships? No / Selectively / Yes / I am not sure.

Are you open to polyshipping? No / Selectively / Yes / I am not sure.

Are you an exclusive shipper? Never / Sometimes / Yes / Selective

Does crack shipping ever happen?

Nope / Yes

If ic interactions go well or plotted things just turn into something good? Sign me up, I’m down for exploring the possibility as long as the chemistry and mutual interest is there.

tagged by: @aquoreus thank you~! tagging: X-files theme

#♛outofprinceliness♛{Mun}#{I'm always trash for memes hfkldhf}#{There's some slight variation from what'd be on Selene but it's like 90% the same across blogs}#{How to attract a wild Kei: 'hello would u like to plot'}#{Me: GASP}

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