#espeon towel

[luxrayz64]

like last week I was huddling in the tiniest patch of sunlight in my house desperate for warmth and today it is so hot and I am dying what is this. it's september. it should not be 30+ degrees. I hate it here. the actual summer is gonna suck so bad

#this will not be a hot girl summer this will be a cower in your house with a wet towel summer #espeon cries #im so tired

[eggs-can-draw]

Shuichi snuggled up with Espeon and Umbreon feeling sick while momma Sylveon periodically brings him water bottles and little snacks.

Byakuya periodically pops in and comforts him through it and stops him when he tries to do schoolwork while sick because he remembers being forced to do it even while feeling even worse and he isn't going to make his son go through that.

Kyoko and Makoto are popping in to check his temperature and make sure that he's as comfortable as he can be, and Espeon is always quick to run and find one of them in case he frows up.

Little bastard pops in periodically and acts as a little wet towel by resting their head on Shuichi's forehead.

Umbreon is cuddled up next to him while Espeon is Looming from his nightstand or bed frame.

Togami whole ass has to confiscate shuichi’s backpack because the kid is a little too driven to get his work done.

Naegi made soup! Good soup. Kirigiri and Togami helped (from a distance)

#eggs can answer #danganronpa #pokemon au #naegamigiri #byakuya togami #makoto naegi #kyoko kirigiri #shuichi saihara #pampered bastard #sylveon #espeon #umbreon

[unmeisenshi]

Florence, Audie, and Kita settled on a spot on the beach, with Florence laying on a towel on land, while Audie played with Kita in the water as the two watched surfers ride waves. The Umbreon watched over her son, the faintest hint of a smile on her face as she watched them.

Florence not only enjoyed watching Audie and Kita play together, but enjoyed the atmosphere. She usually always felt a little cold, even on the warmest of days, but being surrounded by family made her feel more at ease. Made her feel like she wasn't always on edge. She would lean back and close her eyes, and let the shining sun warm her body.

Though it wouldn't take long for a gawker, a smaller Snorlax, to stare at Florence's body. This Pokemon stood over Florence, breathing heavily as he stared. She would open an eye, and stared them down. She kept a calm face, but she was becoming a bit uncomfortable. "Can I help you?"

Audie stopped briefly, and saw the situation unfolding. He kept his distance, both to not cause a scene and to not frighten Kita. The Snorlax continued to breathe heavily. "Hey. What say me and you go back to my place, and I'll show you a good time?"

Florence scoffed at the other Pokemon. "Sorry, I'm already spoken for. And even if I wasn't, I'd never go anywhere with you. You're being a bit sleazy and creepy."

The Snorlax snorted, and forcefully grabbed onto Florence's hand and pulled her up. "You misunderstand. I wasn't asking."

Florence then raked her claws across the Snorlax's cheek. But it didn't at all deter him, and he tightened his grip. His claws began to dig into her wrist. The Umbreon let out a frightened gasp. "Get away from me!" She cried, beginning to panic.

"Kita... Run back to the house for me, okay?" Audie said, motioning for her to run back. She nodded and scurried back to the house. When she was out of sight, he approached Florence and the Snorlax. "Hey!"

The Snorlax looked over at Audie, and chuckled. "Who are you supposed to be, ya twig?"

The Espeon's rings began to glow, and he cracked his neck. A small group of Pokemon began to gather around the three, and Florence started getting more uncomfortable. Audie noticed her demeanor and shot icy daggers at the Snorlax. "That doesn't matter. What does matter is that if you don't let my mom go in ten seconds, I'm going to break you."

"Oh, really? What're you going to do to me, momma's boy?" The Snorlax scoffed

Audie's eye slightly twitched, and his wings spread open, which earned some gasps from some of the onlookers. "I don't think you want me to answer that." Audie growled.

The Snorlax finally let go of Florence, and he turned to face Audie. "Yeah... I do."

Audie began to breathe heavier. He looked down to see his mom's wrist bruised and bleeding. He looked back up at the Snorlax. "Okay."

Audie sped directly at the Snorlax, grabbing their wrist and breaking it. He then picked the Snorlax up in both hands, holding him over his head like he was carrying a box. Audie, still carrying the Snorlax, walked towards the water, stopping right where the waves were crashing. The Snorlax flailed in Audie's hands. "Let me go!"

Audie looked up. "Your words, not mine." He moved back, and threw the Snorlax down feet first. He was thrown with such force that his body was buried, with only his head sticking out of the sand facing right where the water crashed. Audie knelt down and lightly patted the Snorlax's head. "Have fun." The Espeon began walking away, but quickly turned around. "Oh, and if you mess with my mom, or Arceus forbid my daughter, I'll make sure to show you how far I can throw."

The Pokemon that gathered around began to clap as Audie walked back to Florence. "Let's get you inside." He said as he picked up Florence and walked back to the house.

#pink moon: florence #sturmvogel: audie #energize: kita #act ix: g.a.b.a.

[mousathe14]

So this is surefire proof that you can beat a Pokémon game with virtually any Pokémon but frankly I don’t know how I did this.

I think this is one of those things where ignorance is bliss because even when I was as old as I was in 2011, I didn’t pay attention to stats or the physical-special split, I just wanted to, like, try the game again with different Pokémon that I liked.

But like, now that I watch more PokeTube stuff and understand these things and look at base stat totals, how the hell did I beat the elite four and get 14 badges like this?

I mean, first of all, this is a lot more type-overlap than I’ve ever had in games before this and games after this.

2 Water, 2 Flying, 2 Bug, and the 2 Water is especially egregious because when I overlap types they’re usually dual types. Modern me would never have a team with Feraligatr and Lapras at the same time. I wouldn’t have 1 Pokémon with Surf and another wish Waterfall on the team at the same time. I didn’t even do it the right way! Feraligatr has surf and Lapras has Waterfall, but based on their attacking stats these should’ve been reversed.

I got into hall of fame 5-teams with this team and during the first go-round, Espeon had Tail Whip. Espeon is a special attacker. In fact this Espeon in particular’s attack stat is his lowest stat! What on earth were they going to do with that with Quick Attack and Bite?

I think I must’ve learned something important about ground moves in the 8 days between hall of fame 1 and hall of fame 2 because Heracross and Ledian both have Dig. Strange place to put that sort of coverage, especially since physical stat of the mighty toku hero Ledian’s four fists have about the same amount of offensive capacity as a moist paper towel.

Pokémon can truly be played by anyone in anyway they want. And if you don’t pay attention to stats then there is no challenge that is insurmountable because in your mind’s eye there are no Pokémon that are objectively bad.

Even though in battle Ledian is, in fact, objectively bad.

Still love the little guy.

I’ve got nothing to say about Noctowl except I still think it should have been a psychic type and I find it kinda funny that even though it’s a special attacker with a not great physical attack stat, she had only physical attack moves during that first elite four win.

#Pokémon #pokemon #Pokemon HGSS #Pokémon SoulSilver #about me #commentary #video games #hall of fame #elite four #Ledian #Heracross #Espeon #Lapras #feraligatr #Noctowl

[kokorowoutsu]

-- RP: @night-gladion-and-their-ghosts

night-gladion-and-their-ghosts:

On the flight over Night had texted Gladion, to explain the situation. He slid off the bird and the sliding door of Aether open, letting out a blast of cold air. Gladion looked at Ashe and Vision, then to Night who unclipped the Pokeball from his belt. "It's blind?" Gladion held his hand out, Night dropping the ball in it. "Yea, it's not the same one I faced years ago...could be that one's kid?" Night shrugged and turned back to Ashe. Gladion nodded and turned back towards the door. Night gave Ashe a smile. "Ready?"

"-- Yeah." Holding out her arm for Night to pull up onto Vision, the bird prepared himself once Night and Ashburn were safely on board. With the same incantation repeated from Ashe, she focused as much as possible and while Vision took off and they were teleported to Unova -- she had teleported them a bit over Mistralton skies. The bird, however, knew the way home and so while Ashe passed out straight into his feathers, Vision flew straight for home, passing through what felt like a veil.

Upon entering, a snowy forest would greet them. Pokemon soared by that looked to be owned or just some wild Unfezant flocks. Upon landing outside a small house, the feeling of fae energy was thick in the air. It didn't take long for Kianga to appear, the man tall and lanky, dressed warmly and having a sigh at the sight of his sister. Noting his brother and Ashburn, he gave only a small nod before stepping barefoot out into the snow as if it didn't bother him at all and went to retrieve his sister from Vision's back.

Merlin makes an appearance briefly, the Delphox with his serious expression as usual, drying his hands with a towel. 'I see we need to make extra for dinner tonight.' He gives Night a particular look before giving a dip of his head in respect to Ashburn. 'It's cold out. Come on in.' With that said, the Delphox set to work on making sure a warm fire was going while also having lunch be made with magic in the background.

Vision took a moment to ruffle out his feathers before taking off to his roost in the forest.

Lucky joined Kianga, watching over his trainer as she was carried inside and to her bedroom. Once safely inside with Lucky, Kianga shut the door and joined Night and Ashburn, everything warm and toasty and the door shut. "I did not think you would be joining us, brother. By what account made you decide to come and see the ranch?"

The house they stood in was modest, homey, and had a country vibe to it. Pokemon laid about here and there -- some unfamiliar but some familiar nonetheless. A Espeon and Leafeon laid curled up nearby while a strange pink Meowth laid curled in a pouch of some kind Kianga carried with him, poking her head out to watch Night curiously.

Some Zorua, Hisuian and Unovan were curled up nearby Amethyst as well. All in all, it appeared to be a place for people and pokemon to come and go.

#nightgladionandtheirghosts #ashe ;; ic #kianga ;; ic

[kujibelievethis]

Pokemon “Eeveelution & Starlight Night” Releasing March 19th 2022 Tickets will be sold for about 650 yen each.   Prize D-- Eeveelution rug/mat Prize E-- Eeveelution scarf Prize F-- Glassware Prize G-- Face cloth Prize H-- Blindbox metal keychain Prizes and pictures by Bandai Spirit

#eeveelution #eevee #umbreon #espeon #leafeon #glaceon #flareon #vaporeon #jolteon #sylveon #eeveelution rug #eeveelution mat #eeveelution scarf #eeveelution glass #eeveelution plate #eeveelution towel #eeveelution keychain #eeveelution plush #eeveelution lamp #eevee nightlight #eevee lamp #eevee plush #pokemon towel #pokemon plush #pokemon scarf #pokemon keychain #pokemon rug #pokemon mat #pokemon cup #pokemon plate

[mossdeepmedium]

Due to popular demand, I bought a Charmander, Squirtle, and Bulbasaur plush for my Pokémon to choose between. Here were the results:

Medicham: stared at all the choices, a hand under her chin as if deep in thought. Choice: Squirtle

Starmie: I think she stared at all the choices, but you can never really tell with a Pokémon without eyes. Pointed at Squirtle. Water recognizes water, I suppose. Choice: Squirtle

Espeon: I called her name and while she laid curled up on the couch and she yawned, putting both paws over her face and fell asleep. Choice: didn’t care enough to play

Metagross: Does have eyes so I know he looked at them all. Very gently booped the Charmander plush with one of his front limbs. Poor guy doesn’t realize he’s weak to fire. Choice: Charmander

Flygon: Licked me right on the face when we started, had to go inside to get a towel. Wagged her tail back and forth, nearly taking out my mailbox twice. Leaned down and grabbed Bulbasaur with her little arms, then handed it to me. I think Flygon choose a starter for me. Choice: to be a professor and give out starters

#pkmn #Flygon #Pokémon #Starmie #Pokémon headcanon #espeon #Pokémon headcanons #eeveelution #Metagross #starter Pokémon #kanto starters #kanto #Bulbasaur #Charmander #Squirtle

[kbstories]

impression//expression

“It’s not like Kirishima had come all this way to U.A. to immediately break the promise he made to himself upon arrival.

It’s just that Bakugou is as feral as they come, and the moment Kirishima recognizes it’s fear he felt crawling up his spine that day, he makes it his personal mission to face it head-on until it’s gone.”

(Or: Being friends with Bakugou Katsuki is anything but a linear experience. Kirishima Eijirou would have it no other way.)

Tags: Kirishima POV, Developing Friendships, Domestic Fluff, Bakusquad, An Extended Scene About The Joys And Pains of Dyeing Hair

Chapter 1. Chapter 2. Chapter 3. Chapter 4. Chapter 5. Chapter 6. No additional content warnings apply. Chapter 8. Chapter 9.

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⚡💖⛰️🎸📼

You have added Best Bakubro 💣💥!

You have changed the name from “⚡💖⛰️🎸📼” to “⚡💖💣⛰️🎸📼”!

hehehe we’re all set (sent 12:10)

welcome baku!! 💪🏻 (sent 12:10)

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God 💡: 👀 (received 12:11)

Simply Mina: 👀👀 (received 12:11)

MT Tape: 👀 (received 12:11)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: shitty hair (received 12:13)

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you promised!!! (sent 12:13)

no take backs 👀 (sent 12:13)

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Best Bakubro 💣💥: fuck (received 12:13)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: okay two things (received 12:13)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: one i’m muting this so @ me or fuck off (received 12:14)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: two give me your names (received 12:14)

God 💡: wait srsly?? (received 12:15)

God 💡: c’mon bro it’s been months :( (received 12:15)

Simply Mina: yea wth blasty that’s so cold :(( (received 12:15)

MT Tape: answer the people explosion man @Best Bakubro 💣💥 (received 12:17)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: fine you’re staying random numbers then (received 12:18)

God 💡: OH (received 12:18)

God 💡: kaminari denki here!! (received 12:18)

MT Tape: this is sero 🙏🏻 (received 12:18)

Simply Mina: mina!!! (received 12:19)

Simply Mina: @Guitar Hero is kyoka 💖 (received 12:19)

* 

Best Bakubro 💣💥

who? (received 12:19)

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jirou!! (sent 12:19)

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? (received 12:19)

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🔌 (sent 12:20)

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ah (received 12:20)

* 

⚡💖💣⛰️🎸📼

Best Bakubro 💣💥: k (received 12:20)

God 💡: anyways (received 12:22)

God 💡: this is the best day of my life (received 12:22)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: shut it jolteon (received 12:22)

God 💡: dude i didn’t even @ u asdfkjsfk (received 12:22)

God 💡: wait omg is that an upgrade?? (received 12:23)

God 💡: did i get upgraded from pikachu to jolteon omg omg (received 12:23)

MT Tape: DIBS ON UMBREON (received 12:23)

MT Tape: we’re picking eeveelutions right? (received 12:23)

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!!!! pls pls flareon pls!!! (sent 12:24)

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Simply Mina: espeon or sylveon (received 12:24)

Simply Mina: espeon or sylveon??? (received 12:25)

Simply Mina: GUYS (received 12:25)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: this is a nightmare (received 12:25)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: and wtf espeon of course (received 12:26)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: better stats and none of that affection shit (received 12:26)

Simply Mina: the council has spoken (received 12:26)

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what about flareon??? (sent 12:27)

plsplspls (sent 12:27)

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Best Bakubro 💣💥: kirishima (received 12:27)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: it’s red. (received 12:28)

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HELL YEAH ❤️ (sent 12:28)

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Guitar Hero: hi what the HELL are you guys spamming about (received 12:30)

Guitar Hero: oh hey bakugou (received 12:30)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: plugs you’re glaceon (received 12:31)

Guitar Hero: i’m cool with that (received 12:31)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: good (received 12:31)

MT Tape: ok kiri i think i get it now (received 12:34)

MT Tape: putting every decision thru the baku filter is so much more fun (received 12:34)

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right??? (sent 12:34)

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Best Bakubro 💣💥: don’t fucking start (received 12:35)

Simply Mina: too late <3 (received 12:35)

God 💡: our trap card activated the moment you stepped into this chat man (received 12:36)

MT Tape: Bakugou Katsuki has been designated Chief Executive Brain (CEB) of the squad, effective immediately. (received 12:36)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: i’m leaving (received 12:37)

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:( (sent 12:37)

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MT Tape: … 👀 (received 12:40)

MT Tape: he ain’t leaving huh? (received 12:44)

God 💡: kiri’s puppy eyes once again confirmed as world’s strongest force (received 12:45)

Simply Mina: it’s kiri so we’re all safe tho <3 (received 12:45)

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<3 (sent 12:45)

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Best Bakubro 💣💥: for the record i hate all of you (received 12:46)

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⚡💖💣⛰️🎸📼

Simply Mina: hey hey blasty (received 14:48)

Simply Mina: which eeveelution are you? (received 14:48)

Simply Mina: @Best Bakubro 💣💥 (received 14:50)

God 💡: 👀👀 (received 14:50)

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👀 (sent 14:50)

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MT Tape: 👀 (received 14:51)

Guitar Hero: ^ what they said (received 14:53)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: eevee, duh (received 14:56)

Best Bakubro 💣💥: i don’t need a type advantage to win (received 14:56)

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😭 bro so manly (sent 14:56)

also (sent 14:57)

You have changed the name from “⚡💖💣⛰️🎸📼” to “🦊 Eevee Squad 🦊”!

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Best Bakubro 💣💥: fucking fantastic. can we shut up now? (received 15:00)

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Best Bakubro 💣💥

see? told u it’s fun 💪🏻 (sent 15:01)

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i guess (received 15:02)

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like i said u can just ignore the chat if ur not feeling it (sent 15:10)

they’re cool, they won’t mind (sent 15:10)

+ i’ll text u stuff directly if it’s important (sent 15:12)

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kiri (received 15:12)

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ok ok hhh just saying (sent 15:12)

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i know (received 15:13)

you got that shit for ectoplasm yet? (received 15:17)

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ummm (sent 15:17)

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fucking knew it (received 15:17)

you coming or what? (received 15:22)

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!!! o7 (sent 15:22)

*

Bakugou is staring.

Eyes on the page, Kirishima tries to focus on the function he’s been struggling to get for fifteen minutes now. Something about tangents and right angles? No, cotangents, which is different from a non-cotangent tangent because–

Bakugou has stopped writing a while ago, the fabric-covered pen resting loosely in his hand, his head propped up on a fist.

–the cosine does… something with the sine of X. Division? Maybe? X pops up in a bunch of places, actually, and Kirishima longs for the days math still featured numbers and not whatever nonsense this cos-sin-tan stuff is–

Bakugou is staring right at him, has been for ages now and Kirishima can’t help it. He looks up, only to catch Bakugou looking away, and huffs a nervous chuckle.

“Bro, c’mon. What’s up? Is there something on my face ‘cause you’ve been–”

“It’s black.” There’s a pensive twist to Bakugou’s brow. He breezes through the part of the problem Kirishima’s stuck on like it’s nothing, scribbled down in permanent ink like the monster he is. “Your natural haircolor. It’s black, right?”

“Uh, yeah?”

Kirishima picks his head up from where he’s slumped across Bakugou’s desk, the bean bag he’s sitting on shifting under his butt. Since when does Bakugou care about his hair? It hasn’t been black for over a year, anyways, so what does that have to do with…

“Wait, why do you–”

Bakugou’s eyes wander back to him, landing on Kirishima’s hair for barely a second but it’s enough. With a mortified noise, Kirishima slaps both his hands over his forehead – or more specifically, his roots.

Because Kirishima completely forgot he’s overdue on a redye for a good week and styled his hair as he usually does: gel evenly spread into carefully towel-dried strands, quirk on until it dries, done. He hadn’t looked into a mirror before heading to class or he would’ve seen his tips straying from cherry red to berry pink.

And that jet-black line where it’s growing back out. The roots that are the bane of Kirishima’s existence and that Bakugou saw.

Kirishima groans, curling into himself until his head hits wood with a dull donk. “How bad is it? Don’t spare me, bro, I need to know.”

That rhymes, the part of his brain not burning in the hellfire of shame chimes in. Kirishima firmly tells it to shut up.

“Your hair?”, Bakugou asks from an unknown realm beyond the bit of desk Kirishima’s staring at, a beat late. Probably to treat him to a glare he can’t see.

Kirishima rubs his forehead across his math homework in a miserable nod.

“It’s not more or less shitty than usual, Shitty Hair.” Bakugou scoffs. “What’s the big deal?”

“Oh, nothing”, Kirishima shrugs, his voice a fake-cheerful mumble, “Just that I’ve been walking around like this all day. A whole ass day. Kill me, now.”

“Nah. Wasn’t the idea to ‘die like a man in chivalrous battle’?”

Kirishima shoots him a dirty look. Bakugou doesn’t even bat an eye; he flashes his teeth in a bright smile and knocks his fists against each other, whispering “manly” under his breath and okay, why does Bakugou have to be good at everything, including impersonating Kirishima?

“I hate you”, grumbles Kirishima. Bakugou breaks character to cackle, only stopping after Kirishima balls up his pitiful attempt at math to throw it at his head. Bull’s eye, right on the forehead.

“Oi! That’s your homework, moron.”

“You started it”, Kirishima points at him with his pencil. His notepad is pulled closer with a deep, long sigh. “Now I gotta do this stuff again and stress about my hair. Amazing.”

Ah, the God-help-me eyeroll. It’s been a while. “Just go fucking dye it and come back if it bothers you so much. Can’t be that hard.”

“Says the blond guy”, Kirishima huffs. “Dude, do you even know how long getting rid of this” – a gesture to his roots – “takes? Black hair is a pain to bleach. Literally.”

Bakugou considers his hair with a frown. “…How long are we talking here? Like, an hour?”

A laugh, louder than Kirishima intends. “Try three. Sometimes more, it depends.”

“Three hours?!”

“Or more.”

A little smug, Kirishima watches disbelief bloom on Bakugou’s face. When it comes to this, destroying the innocence of the uninitiated is the only joy he’s got. There’s really nothing fun about sitting through those hours every six weeks, give or take – just plain, boring routine. At least he isn’t anxious about making mistakes anymore, not like his first few times.

It’s definitely worth it, though. Kirishima loves his red hair.

“And it, what. It hurts?”

Bakugou is still processing it seems, a hand going to his own hair. (It looks so soft, that even light color Kirishima has envied since the beginning of time. Such a nice base for any type of dye, especially bright ones or pastels.)

Kirishima scrunches his nose. “The developer does, yeah. Anything over 9% makes your scalp burn like crazy so I stick to 9% and do multiple rounds. I can’t go light enough for the red I want, otherwise.”

“And then the dye?”

“Then you dye it, yeah. Roots first, then the lengths in small strands, let it sit for twenty more minutes or so, rinse it out and then you’re done.”

It’s weird to explain things that have become totally obvious to him step by step, but Bakugou looks strangely fascinated by what he’s hearing. He does likes things to be more complicated than simple in basically any regard, Kirishima muses with a private snicker. Perhaps it’s not that surprising, after all.

“I use pure red on everything but you can mix colors, too, there’s a whole science behind that. And if you decide ‘Hey, I haven’t suffered enough!’, you can do individual highlights as well. But that’s a production all in itself! Ask Kami, he does some wild things to get that lightning bolt just right.”

Bakugou slowly shakes his head. “You people are crazy. That can’t be worth it.” He squints at Kirishima, hums to himself and starts nodding, instead. Vaguely terrified of what’s brewing in that brain of his, Kirishima waits for him to finish thinking.

“Let’s do it.”

There it is, a suitably terrible idea. Also: What?

“Color or highlights?” Kirishima sputters. “Wait, you or me? Bro, I can live with my own mistakes but dyeing your hair is too much pressure. Like, I’ll do it if you really want me to but, um–”

“Color. And you, obviously. Who of us is freaking out about hair, huh? Sure as fuck ain’t me.”

I’m not freaking out about it, Kirishima wants to say. Okay, he had been freaking out a little. Maybe. Not anymore, not with the mental image of Bakugou with Riot-red hair sort of making his braincells implode.

It’s impossible to imagine. Kirishima tries to anyways, fails, shakes his head. Focus!

“But…”

He draws a blank. Actually, Bakugou helping him with his hair does sound kind of fun. Until his patience inevitably runs out and he explodes the pot of dye, or something. Which could be hilarious, too.

“…Homework?”

(Not that he particularly wants to go back to puzzling over non-tangent cotangents – Ectoplasm always seems to know when he didn’t do the thing, though, and Kirishima hates disappointing his teachers more than he does the variable X.)

Bakugou sparks off in his direction. “We got three hours. 'nuff said.” He snatches up the math book they were sharing, Kirishima’s notepad and even the pencil out of his hand, and is out the room before Kirishima has fully registered they’re doing this.

“Shitty Hair!”

Kirishima jumps to his feet.

“Coming!”

*

“This is so damn messy. How’s your bathroom not stained to hell already?”

Coming up on their third round over his bathroom sink, Kirishima feels little sleepy as he blinks up at Bakugou. That expression of intense concentration hasn’t budged all three rounds, Bakugou’s hands steady yet gentle where they’re starting to dab red dye over freshly bleached roots.

There’s a dot of crimson on his cheek already. After forcing gloves on Bakugou and explaining to him how red pigment is the hardest to wash out – on clothes, skin, hair, wherever it lands – Kirishima isn’t inclined to point it out to him just yet.

“I asked admin about it. They said everything in our rooms is practically indestructible, including the sinks.”

“Huh.”

“Yeah, right? They thought of everything, it seems.”

Bakugou continues. Kirishima dozes.

“Your hair is dry as fuck, by the way.”

Kirishima shrugs with his eyes closed, following the nudge to turn his head so Bakugou can get to the back. This is so much more comfortable than doing it by himself.

“Can’t be helped, man. The dye by itself is fine, actually, it’s the bleach that’s causes most of the damage. Oh well, with the gel it’s hard as concrete, anyways.”

“Mhmm. You’ll go bald by the time we’re outta here.”

“Hey!”

“Bald Hero: Red Riot”, Bakugou muses out loud, easily evading the kick Kirishima blindly aims at his shin. “Stop it, you’re gonna fuck up my hard work here.”

He’s smiling though, Kirishima can tell. It’s all in his voice, roughness replaced by warmth when it’s the two of them in Kirishima’s tiny bathroom.

“Stop dissing my hair, then. Besides, I know your secret.”

This Kirishima wants to see. He opens one eye and yup, Bakugou’s brows are doing the thing where they twitch and pull together. Not exactly a frown, more caught off guard than anything. Bakugou’s lips press shut, stubbornly silent as he brushes dye on every inch of Kirishima's hair.

Then: “I’m done. What am I s’posed to do with this shit?”

Kirishima glances at the pot Bakugou holds out to him. There’s still some of the thick liquid left.

“Just pour it on top. Can’t hurt and it’s better than throwing it away.”

Bakugou does exactly that. He tosses the empty pot and the thoroughly stained brush into the sink. Kirishima helps him wrap his hair in cellophane and a towel to reduce the possible mess, relocating to the closed lid of his toilet so Bakugou can take off the gloves and wash his hands.

“Okay, I’ll fucking bite. What secret?”

Lingering on the tension between them, Kirishima grins with all the confidence in the world. “That you like my hair.”

Bakugou barks a laugh. “After I went all Van Gogh on it? You better believe it’s good.”

“Nope, I mean before that”, Kirishima challenges.

“Proof?”, Bakugou shoots back without hesitation.

“Oh, I can give you proof.” Kirishima’s arms cross over the ratty shirt he always wears for this, its fabric dotted and streaked in interlacing shades of red. “One, it’s the first thing you noticed about me, hence ‘Shitty Hair’. Two, you were distracted by my roots growing in so you pay attention to how it looks–”

“I don’t–”

“–and three, you just spent hours dyeing it for me.”

Bakugou’s mouth snaps shut. He growls in his throat, grabbing an additional towel and drying his hands. Kirishima wasn’t aware those are actions that can be done aggressively but hey, he’s learning something new every day.

“Maybe”, Bakugou finally concedes. The towel is thrown in Kirishima’s face when all he does is smile. “Shut up.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

Bakugou’s cheeks are dusted pink. Still, Kirishima shows the guy some mercy: Bakugou spent all afternoon fixing both his hair and his math homework, after all.

“Hey, Baku?”

“… What?”

“Thanks, man. You’re a good friend, you know that?”

Somehow, that makes Bakugou look even more flustered. “Whatever, Shitty Hair.”

Because Bakugou is Bakugou, namely a man who doesn’t know when or how to quit, he sticks around until Kirishima can rinse out the dye. He emerges from the shower feeling fully restored, a towel wrapped around his waist and his shirt draped over his shoulder.

“And that’s how you do it.”

Bakugou throws him a look from his sprawl on Kirishima’s bed, manga in hand. His gaze flicks to his hair immediately; his lips twist upwards, obviously satisfied.

“Told ya, it ain’t hard.”

Kirishima chuckles, shakes his head. “You’re so full of shit, dude.”

Now that the hair situation is under control for a few weeks, he realizes how hungry he is. The evening has barely begun, too, which means there’s time for a movie before Bakugou’s ridiculous sleep schedule comes a-knocking, either taking him out or making him cranky. Each scenario has about a fifty-fifty chance of happening.

“Hey, you wanna–”

Out of nowhere, his door bursts open to reveal one Kaminari Denki, out of breath and clutching a very familiar book to his chest.

“Kiri! Please tell me you guys figured out the–”

His eyes fall first on the splattered shirt on Kirishima’s shoulder, the trails of watery red dripping from his hair to his naked chest – and then on Bakugou, hands stained a faint red despite the gloves, that smear of color on his cheek Kirishima forgot to tell him about still very much there.

“Is that blood? What happened? Oh my–” Kaminari gasps. “Did you kill somebody?! Oh fuck, we have to hide the bo–”

“Kami”, Kirishima tries between bouts of laughter, “No, what the hell!”

A familiar cackle behind him does absolutely nothing to help their case.

>>Chapter 8.

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #mha #bakugou katsuki #kirishima eijirou #kiribaku #bnha fanfiction #tumblr will 100% kill the formatting #this fic is also on AO3!! (again the format......) #anyhow final stop in fluff land before we dive into more angst next time :3c #my stuff

[aeiously]

the greek alphabet:

alfalfa betamax grandma delete espeon zebra 8a the yoda captcha lambada muy nu sky omnomnom pee robert simba towel oopsies pho chai spy omg

#me

[prisonrose]

Mea Culpa || 24 Hour Journal

01:00

A guard inadvertently wakes me up by shining a flashlight in my cell to make sure Craig and I are still present. 

After a brief pause to make sure the figure above me is truly asleep and not dead or a sack of potatoes serving as a decoy, he moves on.

I fall asleep shortly afterwards.

05:45

I force myself to wake up at this time every morning, about 10-15 minutes before the cells unlock. It was hard to get the timing just right since I don’t have an alarm at first, but most days I manage it based on my biological clock alone.

I relieve myself on the loo while Craig is still asleep, trying to be as quiet as possible. 

I brush my teeth, splash water on my face, and sit on my bed, waiting for the doors to open.

06:00

The cell doors finally unlock, and I make a beeline for the kitchen area of our cell block. Usually I’m the first to get there, but sometimes I’m unlucky. 

Today I have the first go at the microwave and heat up some oatmeal with peanut butter and instant coffee to take back to my cell.

I manage to get in and get out without being caught or harassed by anyone. Craig is gone by the time I get back. Likely at the chow hall or showers. I get to have a relaxing meal alone.

07:00

I show up for work in the laundry facility. A few of the driers are down for scheduled repairs.

I spend most of the day lubricating roller bearings, adjusting pulleys, and replacing drum rollers and dryer glides.

This is probably the most relaxing part of my day. It always feels good to be working with machines again.

Still, I can’t believe I only get paid 200 Pokedollars for this shit. Guess I’ll splurge and spend a whole day’s pay on some Fresh Water from a vending machine one day.

11:30

Wrap up work in time for count. Try to make it back to my cell without bumping into anyone.

Craig is already there in the room by the time I come in. I say a quick greeting to him and reuse the bowl I used for oatmeal earlier for a bowl of cereal and a box of UHT milk.

I rather miss having cold beverages.

11:55

“Five minutes til count time, boys. Be on your bunks and be visible! I repeat, be on your bunks and be visible for 12:00 count or you will get a ticket!”

There’s never any telling how long these things will last, so I get comfortable on my bed with a science fiction novel I used to read a lot as a child.

A guard comes by with a Boltund to check to see if we’re where we need to be. 

12:25

Count is mercifully short today. The doors unlock again, and most guys begin shuffling over to the Chow Hall for lunch. I say goodbye to Craig.

I wait until it’s relatively quiet in the halls before donning my shower shoes and taking my little plastic bucket of shower supplies down to our cell block’s communal showers.

Privacy is important during this vulnerable time. Most guys wash off either in the morning or just before lockup, but I prefer going in midday when most guys are either having lunch or out in the yard working out.

12:40

It’s never completely empty though. I try my best to creep to the other end of the showers opposite a loose group of men that probably had the same idea as me.

The showers are always disgusting. The floors are usually covered in a thick layer of grime, shaved body hair, and bodily fluids. The holes in the shower head I initially chose are so clogged in one that I have to go to another slightly closer to the other men.

This one works, at least, but the hot water is used up. Oh well. It really is a lottery most days. 

I hate these annoying timed press buttons. I hate everything about these damn showers. Showering used to be the most relaxing part of my day. I miss my flat so badly just for this alone.

12:46

I try to get in and out as quickly as possible since I have company. Maybe if I’m in and out before they realize who I am, I can avoid a scene.

No such luck. I’m small but not small enough to not be seen past the half-assed dividers supposed to offer a shred of privacy. 

They intercept me in the changing room. Thankfully, I still have my towel on.

The big guy says he’s heard of me. He asks if it’s true that I ████ █ █████ ████ █ █████.

I confirm that it is true. He’ll find out the truth either way, so there’s really no need to lie.

He ███ ██ ██ ███ ███ ██ ███ ███ █████ ███████. His buddies ████ ████ ██ █████ ██.

█████’█ ██ █████ ██ █████████ ███ ████ ██ ████ █████. ██████ ██ ████ ████ ██ ██████. █ █████. 

█ ████ ██ ██ ███ ███ ███ ██ ███. ████ ██████████ ███’█ ███ ██ ████ ██. ██’█ ███████ ████ ████ █████ ███ █ █████’█ █████.

I guess that’s the only thing I’m good for anymore. 

13:05

I get back to my cell.

Decide to take a nap since I’m not feeling so well.

14:55

Get woken up by a guard with a Growlithe banging on the cell door. Apparently I have a visitor and need to get processed for that. Time to put on my game face. 

15:01

Getting strip searched in front of the guards is the most humiliating thing ever. Probably even worse than getting undressed in front of other inmates. 

The female guard’s Espeon stares at me the entire time, its forked tail twitching slightly, possibly scanning the near future to see if I was a threat. The whole process of undressing, getting searched, getting redressed takes about 15 minutes. I’m led to the Non Contact visit area so that I can talk with whoever this is.

15:16

Another journalist trying to get the big scoop on my fall from grace. I’m exhausted by now by how many interviews these people keep subjecting me to, but I understand the appeal.

I smile politely and answer all of her questions, no matter how asinine. When she asks me how a well-to-do businessman is fairing in a maximum security prison, I tell her that I’m doing just fine. Part of me wants to believe it, too.

15:46

Visit is officially concluded. I thank the journalist for her time and go back to get searched a second time.

I take off each article of clothing individually and shake them out, then spread every fold and orifice of myself that might be hiding contraband as the guards search my clothes.

The Espeon is still staring at me. Part of me wishes I could have seen into the future for what was in store for me years ago when I begged for the harshest punishment possible.

16:02

Time for tea. Also the last time to get something from the Chow Hall before Lockdown in 2 hours.

My hunger gets the best of me, and I make a visit, despite how terrible the food is and how dangerous it is for someone like me. This place and the Yard are the sites of most stabbings and riots.

Today it’s what I assume to be some sort of beef (I think?) stew with tons of soggy, mealy potatoes and white rice. It looks like something already eaten, but that was par for the course.

I take my little tin of food and try to desperately find a seat at a table not already occupied. No such luck, so I sit at the opposite end of the table of two gents with my approximate skintone. 

Thankfully, they ignore me. I eat in peace. 

16:38

Go to the rec center to see if there’s anything worth watching on the telly. Maybe I can even catch a match.

My appearance prompts from jeers from a couple of men playing pool, but they leave me alone pretty quickly when I try to pay them no mind. 

No League matches are showing today, so I instead turn it to the news.

Apparently there’s some sort of catastrophic Dynamaxing incident playing out in multiple cities at once. I hope that some madman didn’t get news of my own experiment and try to do something similar…

17:45

Lockdown in 15 minutes. Head back to my cell, but Craig is busy on the loo. Walk back out again and respectfully wait as long as I can for him to finish up.

17:55

“Five minutes til count time and lockdown, boys. Be on your bunks and be visible! I repeat, be on your bunks and be visible for 18:00 count or you will get a ticket!”

I have to go in at this point. Luckily, Craig is now washing up. He nods at me and climbs back on his bunk for count.

When the cell doors close, there’s no opening them again until 6 the next morning, unless there’s some sort of emergency. So it’s best to get as comfortable as you can.

I begin reading my book again. There’s nothing else to do, really.

20:00

Last state sanctioned meal of the day. The small slot in our cell door is opened, and two paper bags are fed through. 

It’s a ham and cheese sandwich, a bag of crisps, and a box of milk for each of us. 

As per our agreement, I hand Craig my ham sandwich and my bag of crisps over to him as well. It’s hard not to feel hungry in here, but it’s a small price to pay for peace.

He hands over his box of milk, and I instead have my last bowl of cereal for the night. The extra box of milk is tucked away somewhere safe, and the bowl cleaned and ready for the next morning.

Back to my book. 

21:00

The lights in our cell unceremoniously turn off. “LIGHTS OUT!” the voice over the intercom booms. “QUIET IN THE CELLS!”

I sigh, sticking a popsicle stick into the pages as a makeshift bookmark, and stretch out to place it back on the desk for tomorrow. 

I lay down, staring blankly out of the bars, feeling more empty than I ever have in my life.

I’ve long since stopped wondering if my sacrifice was worth it, if this is the fate I deserved, if there’s any hope I’ll be remembered fondly in the future, or at all, even in the present day.

This is my life now. It’ll be my life until the day I die. As unhappy as I am about the notion, I’ve made my peace with it, and have adjusted accordingly.

I wipe away the hot tears rolling down my face with a soft sniffle, and roll back over to try to rest up and gather my strength to face this hell the next day.

And the day after that and the day after that and the day after that…

#{ drabble } #{ic}; i know why the caged bird sings #this was a lot of fun to write and research! #hope you guys like it! #{ headcanons } #{ metas }

[luxrayz64]

how fucking funny would it be if my name was lamp

#I fucking LOVE the idea of having a dumbass noun name the kind of shit you would never name a human being #like there are Good noun names like idk daisy or moon or lake or smth but im talking absolute bullshit #concrete. rock. towel. headphones. drumkit. lamp. #lamp hits both the absolute nonsense and actually vibes with me criteria for a good noun name #and like trust me I love gordon im keeping gordon I need a name that a human would have #buuuuut my middle name is eve and gordon eve does not have a good flow. gordon lamp however #anyway u all have permission to call me lamp #god the fucking energy of using neopronouns and being called lamp is so fucking good. what the fucks a gender anyway #since learning that I am in fact Not a girl I've just gone completely bonkers with it fuck gender all my homies hate gender #espeon cries #also ur good to call me espeon too I just went by that bc half I didn't want to go by my real name here and also I didn't like it #but I had no replacement #god genuinely gordon lamp m***** has a REALLY good ring to it im losing it

[companionwolf]

balter - main verse

balter - to dance gracelessly, but with enjoyment

Pillow Central watches as the humans get ready for the day. They’re in a hotel on the way to Lizard and Bigly, and he is still slightly shaken from the alien encounter the night before. If Alex is to be believed, the aliens have been here for much longer then he thought. And that’s a bad sign.

But the humans don’t seem so perturbed. Tulip has put on radio from her phone, is singing along from her place in the bathroom as she helps Alex apply new dye to their hair. Davey sits on the bed, holding a styrofoam container in which are some eggs and sausage and picking at it with a fork— breakfast served by the hotel.

Tulip comes out of the bathroom, wiping her hands together, dancing slightly. Pillow Central gasps as she comes over, grabs him by the wrists, and spins him around. Somewhere on the bed, near the regular pillows and Alice, Espeon is laughing.

“Do you know how to dance?” Tulip asks him.

“He don’t know shit!” yells Espeon, only to be chided by Alice.

“No,” he says, feeling sheepish. “We don’t— I don’t usually have — you know, legs.”

“I can teach you,” she says. “Follow my steps.”

One two three — forward side side — he thinks he might recognize the pattern she leads him through, but he isn’t sure. The dance is not appropriate for the music (annoying peppy pop) but he allows her to spin and pull him about the room anyway.

Alex pokes their head out, a towel around their shoulders. “Wow,” they say, “I didn’t know you danced.” Pillow Central isn’t sure who this is directed at; Tulip answers “I learned in high school. Was part of the team, actually.”

Espeon darts across the bed onto Davey’s shoulders, wolf whistling at Pillow Central. He would blush, if that was possible, and instead looks away from her as pointedly as he can. Davey continues to eat, but his eyes follow Tulip and Pillow Central and they go around the room again.

He swallows. “You’re holding him wrong,” he says to Tulip, who pauses by the desk near the bathroom to grab her hairbrush, and waves it at Davey.

“Are you the experienced dancer? No-?

“Actually, my dad has a dance school—“

“Does he own it, or does he teach?” Tulip asks. Davey goes a little red. She tsks, releasing Pillow Central. He goes staggering a few steps, finding balance with his hands on the foot of the bed. He hears the soft thump of Alice’s movement, and looks to his side— the doorstop cat has come to stand next to him.

“You looked nice,” she says.

“I felt nice,” he says. He looks to Tulip, as the girl herds Alex from the bathroom out to the bedroom and hands them their own styrofoam container. “Thank you.”

She smiles. “There’s more where that came from, if you ever want to know.”

“You guys are weird,” says Espeon.

“Says the talking stuffed animal,” Davey says through his eggs.

Alex laughs, Tulip snorts. Pillow Central smiles. If he could stay in this moment, he thinks, perhaps, perhaps he would.

#wolf barking #fabricated #prompt asks #tailstrokes

[ragingwave]

"I have to apologize, that dripping wet Espeon is mine.", she gestures to her shivering mess of a pokemon at the water expert's feet. "If you're going to ask me why he was in the pool in the first place, I'm afraid I can't answer that." Sabrina knelt down and reached out petting the soaking pokemon's head with a sigh before throwing her towel around his shoulders to help warm him up. "Perhaps I should have given him swimming lessons, but I have a feeling the future will take care of that."

@saffronseer

The future?

Nessa stood up from rubbing over the poor Pokemon’s lavender fur before the other woman accompanied her Pokemon with the apology. Wide eyes watched how the trainer interacted with her Pokemon, the Espeon becoming more animated the moment it was touched by its owner. Nessa stepped back to give the two space.  Even if the other woman hadn’t said it, with those shakes, it was quite obvious the Espeon hadn’t had much experience with large bodies of water.

“I just heard a splash and came out here quick as I could, knowing there were no scheduled plans for the pool to be occupied. I’m just glad he’s okay.” Blue eyes shifted from the Espeon to the woman. Should she even ask what she meant by the future? She almost wanted to, brows dipping with Nessa’s thoughtful frown. She recognized the Kantonian actress and Gym Leader, a renowned Psychic type specialist. But the vibe Sabrina gave irked her in a way she couldn’t place. Maybe it was because she hadn’t dropped the “psychic” act…speaking of the future and all that. Nessa knew how to wear her masks, but she knew when to take them off too. If Sabrina knew her Pokemon was going to be in distress, why wasn’t she here to stop it sooner? Well…at least Espeon would know how to swim himself next time. 

She kneels back down to scratch behind Espeon’s ears. “Tread careful around the water, okay handsome?” 

#🌊 | answered ( inbox response ) #//HHH I LOVED THIS??? THANKS #saffronseer

[zageekyunicorn]

Ghastly, Haunter, Gengar X Reader Pt. 5

I hid my face with the palms of my hands and cried; I don't know how long I remained in the position and I don't care. All I wanted was for Haunter to return to me. "(Y/N)...?" A familiar voice echoed through the air. I jolted to my feet and looked around in a frantic manner. "Haunter?" I called and my heart raced when a figure approached me. I ran to the figure until I could make out who it was and mt heart stopped. "Max? What are you doing here?" I asked as a wave of disappointment hit me like a ton of bricks.

Max didn't say a word as Umbreon appeared behind him, both of them looking at me with a maniacal smile plastered on their faces. "Don't you know that forests are dangerous (Y/n)?" Max's words sent shivers down my spine, not the good kind might I add.  "W...what do you want?" I mentally cursed myself for stuttering, but I tried to maintain my tough girl vibe none-the-less.

Umbreon must've noticed and felt my fear because he chuckled darkly as his trainer caught me by the throat and slammed me against a tree. Tears welled up in my eyes as my throat ached from the pressure.

"Hate to be cliche sweetheart, but not going on a date with me was your biggest mistake; soon to be your last. I've been wanting new pokemon to sell for a while now." I choked as his fingers clenched tighter around my neck.

"S...ugh...sell?" I managed to cough up as I got slammed to the ground causing my vision to blur and pain to pulsate all through my body.

"I don't need to explain anything to you! I was going to have fun with you first, but then I remembered that Umbreon is in heat and has been wanting to mate for some time; you will do nicely." Max moved slightly to the side and gave me full view of a nude Umbreon making his way towards me.

My mind went into panic mode when I felt a cold hand slide into my jeans and grab my behind. I struggled, thrashed, and screamed as much as I could but Umbreon was strong. I felt my breasts being squeezed painfully making me let out a slight scream. I was about to give up when Umbreon's grasp loosened only to have another hand grab my throat and apply pressure.

"I want to have fun too." Max cooed as he bit my ear and slipped his hand under my shirt to grab my breast.

"No! Get off!" I was able to kick Max where the sun don't shine and the split second his grip loosened I was off. I bolted in a random direction and prayed to Arceus that I can get out of here or for someone to help me.

"Umbreon, Shadow Sneak!" I heard an echo right before I was engulfed by a black shadow and the next thing I know my whole body collapsed from pain. My head was spinning so fast, getting up was impossible on my end. Max appeared and took a fistful of my hair right before pulling violently, letting me give out another scream of pain.

"You just signed your death wish!" Max pulled out a knife and placed the sharp edge on my neck; the cold steel contrasted with my warm skin as I closed my eyes, waiting for the inevitable to happen. I'd rather die than be violated by these two.

"I'm sorry..." I whispered as I thought of Haunter and Espeon. I hope they will be okay without me.

I felt Max twitch slightly and I shut my eyes tighter thinking that I was a goner. Suddenly, I felt lighter...what? I opened my eyes and saw pools of crimson red.

"H...Haunter?" I whispered, my throat too damaged to speak. The human pokemon seemed a bit off from the last time I've seen him but my heart knew this was my Haunter.

Haunter was carrying me while walking towards the edge of the forest; I was going to say something but stopped when I saw the tears flowing out of his eyes and his grip tighten around me.

He dropped to his knees as he cradled me in his arms. I did nothing as I watched his trembling form out of shock.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry..." He kept repeating as I moved to hug him back. I rocked him back and forth while soothing him softly.

The purple haired male suddenly stopped and looked into my eyes, the amount of emotion i felt pouring from them almost suffocated me.

"I almost lost you! I...I couldn't live with myself if something...anything...happened to you..." I placed a warm hand on his cheek and wiped away the tears.

"I'm still here; I am alive and in your arms...that's what's important." I hugged the pale man as I rubbed his back soothingly,

"I want to apologize for everything that I said. I was an idiot...the biggest idiot alive. I don't deserve you after the way i treated you after the battle. I hurt you...I'm sorry...words cannot say how sorry I am."

"Haunter, I don't care about that anymore!" I gently grabbed the human pokemon's face and made us touch foreheads.

"I care about you way too much to let you go. As selfish as that sounds, I really do need you beside me...without you...I...I felt broken and incomplete...I can't live without you."

The male smiled sweetly at me before he kissed me passionately; the love was so prominent by the way he grabbed my head to deepen the kiss and how his tongue was exploring every inch of my cavern.

"I love you! Arceus knows how much I love you!" I cried the second those words came out of his mouth.

"I love you so much too, Haunter..."

"About that, I am a Gengar now."

Gengar and I have been making our way through the city and were close to my apartment when he gave me those shocking words.

"Wait...what...?"

"When...when I heard you scream...then I saw what those..." Haunter...I mean Gengar's hands clenched into fists as he remembered what Umbreon and Max were going to do to me as I shivered, trying to forget everything.

"I saw what Umbreon and Max were doing...touching you...ki...kissing you...something inside me snapped and the next thing I know I am a Gengar."

"...but I thought Haunters evolve through trade...how did you...?"

"Maybe the same way I became a human...or the same way I evolved into a Haunter...The need to be with you was just so strong that I had to evolve to become stronger...I guess Arceus is keeping an eye on us."

A tear slid down my cheek as I ran to Gengar and hugged him tightly.

"Thank you! Thank you so so so so so much!" I sniffled as I buried my face in his chest.

"You're thanking me? After everything I've put you through and you're thanking me?" Gengar pulled me away slightly to be able to look into my eyes; I swear his eyes will be the death of me one day, I don't mind though because that would be a great way to go...looking into the eyes of the person I cannot live without.

"I'm thanking you for being with me, supporting me, saving me, loving me...there's so much I should thank you for..." I was interrupted by a beautiful and sweet peck on the lips right before two words in a form of a question made my heart stop mid beat.

"Marry me?"

The words were so fast and faint that the wind carried them away as soon as they came out. I heard them and I understood them, I was just caught off guard.

"Wha...?"

"(Y/N) (LAST NAME), will you marry me? A once lonely pokemon who somehow became a man and fell madly in love with you?" My heart was racing; I felt like I was going to explode from excitement.

I yelled yes so loud that my voice echoed for a solid 5 minutes as I kissed those pale lips that I've grown to love and long for.

The second we reached our home, I burst through the door and ran to find Espeon so I could tell her the amazing news.

"Espeoooooooon? Espeon? Guess what?" I ran around the house looking for the pink pokemon when I stopped in front of the bathroom.

"Es...pe...on?"

Gengar noticed how my demeanor changed from excited to full out shocked and worried in a split second that he hurried beside me and when he saw what I was seeing, he was shocked too.

"Oh my Arceus!" He breathed.

There, in nothing but a badly wrapped towel, stood a woman with long pink hair, deep blue eyes and a pale complexion; she was looking at us with a worried expression as I was paralyzed in my spot.

Gengar snapped out of it quickly and wrapped an arm around my waist to snap me out of my daze.

"Looks like this whole human pokemon thing is spreading. Espeon might need a little adjusting to a new lifestyle." Gengar smirked and I just noticed that he was staring at an almost naked woman.

I snapped and pushed Gengar away telling him that he was a perv and that he shouldn't be looking at naked women. Espeon was just so out of it that I had to help her in some clothes and explain to her every minor detail that humans do, from brushing teeth to greeting people...I have to admit though, it made my life so much more interesting and fun.

"You spaced out again," Gengar chucked as he closed the book he was reading and put it on the bedside table.

"Hm?" I looked at the shirtless man in glasses laying in bed beside me.

"You..." He kissed me on the forehead.

"Spaced..." A kiss on the cheek.

Out..." A kiss on the nose.

"Again..." A kiss on the lips...finally.

"Sorry..." I blushed as I was thinking a lot these past few days.

"What is it this time?" Gengar asked as he pulled me on his lap and played stroked my hair.

"I was just wondering what happened to Max and Umbreon? They just disappeared."

Gengar's muscles tensed and he let out a heavy sigh before kissing my temple.

"If you really must know, I sent them to a place where they won't harm anyone ever again."

"Where is that?" My curiosity sparked as I was thinking of the most secluded places I know.

Gengar smiled at me and hugged me tight before returning to stroking my hair.

"I sent them to a friend of mine...Giratina."

My eyes widened and I looked at Gengar with a shocked expression.

"They're not dead are they...?"

"No...as much as I would've preferred to end their lives, I know you wouldn't forgive me if I did. So, I did the next best thing; I sent them to Giratina as eternal servants."

"Oh...I guess that's better than death."

Gengar chuckled one more time as he kissed my neck and ear.

"You look very sexy and beautiful in that night gown, (Y/N)." Gengar mumbled through the endless amounts of kisses.

"...and you look very sexy with glasses on." I continued as I wrapped my arms around his neck and straddled the purple haired male.

"I love you..."

"I love you too..."

#pokemon #pokemon x reader #chubby reader #x reader #xreader #chubby #romance #anime #fanfiction #story #stories #human pokemon #pokehuman #pokehuman x reader

[cutiecrates]

Cutie Reviews: Yume Twins August 18

I took a few days longer than I was planning on, but since I got my November Gacha Gacha crate (like three or four days ago <3<) I realized I should probably get to work on this!

This months theme: Dream Land (ᴗ˳ᴗ)

We are all about trying to make every part of your day cute and relaxing, and this month we are all about making sure you end your day on a cute note. This includes when you are heading to bed after a fulfilling day! Your kawaii box this month is packed with items that will help you wind down, relax, and drift off to dreamland!

Contest

Despite the items not being at all Pokemon themed, the Contest was to draw your most favorite Pokemon and include it with a pic of our Pokemon-themed item in the box.

The prizes included a Sailor Moon Luna Shoulder Bag, and a Sailor Moon Uniform wallet for Grand Prize, while runner-ups won a Sailor Moon plastic cup.

(I really, REALLY love that purse x3 I wish I had entered~)

Yume Prize

And again we’re bombarded with Sailor Moon (not that it’s bad of course), plus some My Melody action on the side. They had been doing a collab around the time this came out (or maybe right before?), so I think this was a cute idea~

Our special topics for this month featured Gudetama celebrating his 5th anniversary, and Sumikko Gurashi.

Sleepy Pokemon Cable Protector

Our first item is an adorable Pokemon cable protector blind box, themed after sleepy Pokemon. There was 6 available, including Umbreon and Espeon, Pikachu, Vulpix and Alolan Vulpix, and Eevee. 

I love all of Eevee’s forms, and Pikachu, but Vulpix is my favorite Pokemon- so I really, really wanted one of them! But they all look so sweet, I’m not that disappointed.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

It’s a really cute, high-quality figure. Even if you didn’t use it for the intended use, you could probably do quite a few things with it. But there is one thing bugging me; am I one of the few people who doesn’t get what a “cable protector“ is about?

I mean... why does the cable need protected anyway? It’s a really popular blind box trend in Japan, but I just don’t get it. I’ll still use it, but I don’t get it.

Don’t get me wrong though, if I got one of the vulpix I’d totally be super-excited to add to my collection.

Mini Cooling Pillow Cover

First of all, this fit a normal-sized pillow. If this is mini, I want to see what normal or large size to them is.

Anyway, this is a cooling pillow- a great item to have during summer when the warm weather can make sleeping or taking naps a real pain in the cutie. Especially if you end up tossing and turning, and often flip the pillow to find it’s cool patch, something I do often.

The pillow is made from cooling fabric made to instantly cool and remain cool by keeping a specific temperature. It came in a doggy-coffee themed design and was available in mint or indigo (the book mistakenly says “two designs”, but they’re both the same).

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

I’m not even going to lie. When I got this I took it out to try it right away, and I’ve been using it since (or at least until a month ago, because lately I’ve been using a different pillow. But it still works perfectly fine!). Even now when it’s winter, it’s cool to touch and doesn’t seem effected by the chilly weather, but I noticed it feels a tiny bit different. But it’s not uncomfortable or anything. 

Not only that but it makes a really cute decorative pillow~

Kawaii Sanrio Notebook

This one goes great with my folder I got a few months back~

Besides being cozy for bed, it’s also nice to unwind by writing in a diary or journal, or recording your various dreams. So for this month, we get a Sanrio-themed notebook for that purpose. There are 2 designs, including Little Twin Star, and this one I got featuring Marumofubiyori, one of Sanrio’s newer characters. He is joined by his two toy friends, Kanikama the crab and Gyoniku the fish.

The inside of the notebook has a simplified design featuring Marumofubiyori, and this is the back of it. It serves as a little character section.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

What I like about this notebook is it’s high quality. Like the Sailor Moon one in the Doki Doki box I just reviewed, it’s thick and made from nice material, and it has a spiral binding. It also has a stretchy band to keep it shut, which you don’t see on too many of these notebooks we get.

I really don’t write in a diary anymore (I don’t have a life, so I don’t have much to say), and I never kept a dream diary either. But I will use it for something one way or the other.

Relaxing Puffy Plushie

This is the perfect item for bed and nap-time! A plush toy x3 I love plushies and stuffed animals. Not only was there six different cuties available, but when you squeeze their tummy they make an adorable squeaky snore. They’re also a little bit mochi-like so they can handle a little pulling.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ 

It’s a really cute and nice plushie, but I’m kinda bothered by the fact three of the animals are shown holding an item, while the other three don’t. Maybe it’s to make them unique or something- but to me it seems weird. Not only that, but doesn’t a squeaky toy kinda defeat the purpose of relaxing sleepy time?

Sumikko Gurachi Wash Towel

This is an important before and after bed item : D nothing feels better then washing your face after a long day, or a long sleep. It came in 2 designs (the other matching the cup I got some boxes back), and is 34cm x 36cm length.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

Not only is the design really fun and cute-looking, but it’s a useful practical item that you don’t need to make exclusive for bed time. Other than that, a towel is a towel you know?

Kawaii Animal Bookmark

Our last item for the bx is this adorable bookmark set, featuring five different animals, each with four unique sticky note sets. A very detailed, but cute and simple-looking product.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

It’s things like this that I really like- especially since I’ve been reading again these past two years or so. I could also see it coming handy for work or school, or if multiple people are sharing a book..

♡ Cutie Ranking ♡

Content - 5 out of 5. Everything was decent and cute, and I loved how it all had variety.

Quality - 4.5 out of 5. Quality is there for sure, but I’m not sure they were worth the price. I’m probably just being really picky but I just can’t see this specific box matching the price we pay.

Theme: 3 out of 5. It’s there for sure, but honestly I feel like there was a missed opportunity here. There are so many different things they could have put in here to say “this is specifically a dreamy-cute bed-time or nap item~“ rather than “it’s so practical you can use it at practically any time of the day!“. I mean that’s good and all, I like practically. But at the same time I would have loved to have more bed or nap-time worth items. Like maybe an eye mask, or a sleeping cap, a tooth brush , or maybe some cozy socks or some kind of relaxation item??

Total Rank: 12.5 out of 15 Cuties. It wasn’t a bad box, bu I can’t say it was my favorite. Practicality was definitely there and I do appreciate that and how cute everything is, but I was turned-off by missed opportunities and how it could have been so much better.

♡ Cutie Scale ♡

1. Sleepy Pokemon Cable Protector - They’re so cute and adorable looking! These would be perfect for pictures~

2. Animal Bookmark - I love it’s soft hues for the coloring, and how sweet each set looks. I would have been happy to get any of them.

3. Pillow Cover - It’s covered in a cute doggy and coffee stuff! I love coffee~ Not that you could tell since I’m always really tired.

4. Plushie - It’s cute, but... I don’t know, to me it’s lacking something.

5. Notebook - Same as below, but it's so sweet due to having so many different details/designs~ I just wanna cuddle Mofu whenever I see him~

6. Wash Towel - As adorable as Sumikko Gurashi is, this is a generic design from the brand.

Okay, so that’s it for this review! Since I got November’s Gacha Gacha I’ll probably be doing that one next before I resume August box reviews. It’s just easier this way. I’m planning on getting 1 or 2 more reviews done before Christmas, but in case I don’t I’ll just say Merry Christmas now!

Until next time, stay dreamy cute~

#pokemon blind box #sanrio #sanrio notebook #kawaii #yumetwins #yume twins #sumikko gurashi

[pokemon-grooming]

Tips on grooming each eeveelution???

This is a big one, putting it under a cut!

Vaporeon are obviously great in baths, but can definitely do well with a good bit of scrubbing to get off any algae, and a moisturizing cream to keep them from drying out.

Jolteon are kind of moody and tend to be anxious. Keep a low, calm voice during their groom and wear protective gloves for their sharp, needle-like fur. Using a rubber brush will help reduce excess static and soften their coat.F

Flareon need to be brushed regularly to prevent their fur from getting impacted or matted, causing them to overheat.

Espeon’s fur is so integral to their performance in battle. Use the gentlest shampoo and lightest conditioner you can find. Only use a rubber brush, and for no more than 10 minutes a day or you risk overbrushing.

Umbreon can also be kind of moody. Take your time, take care not to rush them, and wear proper protection. Many amateur groomers don’t realize that umbreon secrete a poison from their skin when agitated. 

Leafeon do best with shorter baths to prevent over-watering their foliage. Use that extra time to let them sunbathe. Extra services can include trimming of dead foliage and soaking a towel in liquid fertilizer and wrapping it around them during a portion of their sunbath.

Glaceon are tricky, and similar to jolteon with their sharp fur. Do not submerge glaceon in a tub. Rather, saturate and wring out a cloth with a soapy-water mixture as cold as possible. Spot-clean your glaceon and immediately dry.

Sylveon are actually very common groomers assistants by calming anxious pokemon. Sylveon are the most similar to Eevee in their grooming process. Basic bath and brushing, but they enjoy being spoiled so you can use conditioner too if you’d like.

#vaporeon #jolteon #flareon #espeon #umbreon #leafeon #glaceon #sylveon #ask