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doodleimprovement · 1 year

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If Anya can't get it, she'll root for the next best thing: living vicariously through a bestie

If she can't selfship, she'll dojoship instead

Drew this for the Submas server I'm in 'cause everyone was drawing Zisu for Zisu sunday and I wanted to draw Anya's reaction - Zisu is right up Anya's alley 😳

Don't mess this up, Ingo. Anya's counting on you

#pokemon #pla #pokemon legends arceus #pla ingo #pla anya #pokemon anya #pokemon ingo #anya ambermight #submas ingo #dojoshipping #comic #antonia arts #antonias fandoms #antonias ocs

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nimbasa-librarian · 1 year

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<START!>

< Next (Coming Soon, Hopefully) >

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papricots · 1 year

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give the people what they want

#spy x family #sxf #sxf art #anya forger #anya fanart #pokemon #meowth #the legend the icon #this one really needs no introduction

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taohs · 2 years

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anya reminds me of a little cleffa 🌸

#sxfedit #sxf #spy x family #sxfsource #pokemon #pkmnedit #pokegraphic #dailyanime #anya forger #usersenka #userroh #usermoh #userzebra #useraria #mine #e:gifs

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pokemon-with-hats · 10 months

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do wigs count? i wanna see Mew in an anime girl wig

#mew #spy x family #spy x family anya #anya #pokemon #pokemon with hats #suggested pokemon

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jacmirie · 7 months

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daily doodle challenge - set 41

#wendell and wild #courage the cowardly dog #anya's ghost #anya borzakovskaya #sally face #sal fisher #gravity falls #bill cipher #pokemon #mimikyu #fanart #art #jacsart #jacmirie

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beatrizcruz-art · 2 years

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SPY (ROCKET) FAMILY!🚀

#fan art #my art #pokemon #anime #art #team rocket #anipoke #kojiro #james #digital art #spy x family #anya forger #loid forger #yor folger #crossover #rocketshipping #art on tumblr

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cuchuffli · 9 months

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anya and some friends!

#anya forger #spy x family #cleffa #pokemon

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eindraa · 1 year

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Spy x Family / Pokemon Crossover 2

Anya as an Espurr

Yor as a Sneasel

Loid as a Zoroark

Bond as a Furfrou

#spy x family #anya forger #yor forger #loid forger #bond forger #pokemon #espurr #sneasel #zoroark #furfrou #fanart #digital art

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oceanslament · 1 year

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doodleimprovement · 2 years

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Legendary Boon AU :: So... How’s Emmet Holding Up?

The answer? He’s been better :T

Much like Reshiram and Zekrom, Ingo and Emmet were a package deal - one should not be invoked without the other, as they compliment each other perfectly. They fit together, hold each other up -

A two car train, chugging along the tracks of life without any intention of slowing down until such a time that the track itself ends.

They were meant to be opposites and compliments and always the same, yet ever different. It was the staple of all twins in the Wagner family.

They were, after all, direct descendants of the heroes of legend - the sons of truth and ideals. (So the rumors say: if you asked them directly you would not get an answer that satisfies anybody)

They were The Blessed of the Dragons. Their Boons gifted to them at the tender age of ten years old, as tradition dictates (so is it supposed). Their beloved Uncle, the patriarch fo the family, had a strong, strong feeling that these boys were different from the rest. That together, they would accomplish great things.

And they had. Together.

And yet, and yet, and yet …

And yet, here Emmet was, alone, the disciple of the dragon of truth, lost without his ideals. Abandoned abruptly and left to wonder what could have taken his ever opposing yet ever complementary force.

How he functioned was sometimes a mystery, even to Emmet.

Some days were harder than others, some weeks or months felt as if they dragged into forever, and he felt the need to pray to Dialga, of all beings, to make time not feel so never ending.

His family helped, as did his many friends - and even some of Ingo’s friends that they did not share. He was never alone for very long, and the dragging hours never felt too painful, even if he wished they would end.

But time never stops its ceaseless march, and Emmet resolved to remain steadfast until his brother returned. His family and friends agreed, even if someone of them gave him a condescending or pitiful look, something he always called out.

He knew that Ingo would return. Chandelure still floated about, and - quite frankly - did not seem very worried about her ace trainer. Emmet just had to be patient - he was alive, and he would return.

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Ingo had been missing for a year and a half, when Emmet gets a, frankly, bizarre lead.

A mysterious, manila envelope slid under his apartment door, and inside of it was a photo.

It is a very, very old photo, but the person within it was unmistakable - it was obviously, clearly his brother - from the hat to the torn up coat to the fact that the child posing next to him had her hair rising with just a bit of static - something that seemed to make her laugh as the photo was taken.

But what was he doing in Sinnoh???

In old Sinnoh?? TIME TRAVEL???

His boon could not verify photography (of course it couldn’t), but he knew a roundabout way of confirming its authenticity - and in theory, it didn’t even require his boon!.

And so, he takes it to the ever-imposing Nimbasa City Public library, and gets assistance from his friend who works in preservation to look at it. Easy verification! In theory.

Anya - who has always been a terrible liar, even without his boon active - warns him that she is not a photograph-related preservationist. She specializes in books and physical paper - only handling photography in relation to those books. She promised however, that she will try her best.

And so, she looks over the photo for him. It took her some time, and a call to a university friend back in Galar, but she confirmed - to the best of her ability - that this is in fact a real, historical photo, which baffles the both of them.

Emmet thanks her, and she asks what he plans on doing next.

He tells her he’s going to Sinnoh, and she wishes him the best of luck.

He doesn't need his boon to feel her sincerity.

And so, after a long talk with Elesa (ever strong, every assistive, ever truthful to a fault with him), and Dreyden’s blessing, he left Unova for the first time in over 10 years.

He would find the answer he was looking for, the truth that had been denied

And it was when he set foot in Jubilife city, that the vivid dreams started.

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nimbasa-librarian · 1 year

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Brother, Dearest, Pay Attention

“NGGHHHAAAAAHHHHHH”

“Stop yellin’. Ah lowered mah hearin’ aid and I can hear you despite i’!”

“Shut up!”

Anya heard that soft, almost sarcastic click of Denton turning off his hearing aid, and grumbled from her place on the couch as she stewed in her negative feelings.

They were moving. Again.

Anya really was starting to get sick of it.

She heard a small click again after a few minutes of stewing, dreading whatever nonsense was coming next.

“I don’know why y’re so upset. It's not like this is the first time. Mom and Dad move. It's just what Dad’s job has t’do.” He reasoned

“Oh, you don’ get a say - you’re in college! In a dorm! Same place!” Anya huffed, not moving from the couch

“Yah!” Drew agreed

“Yeah but I also moved around with Mom an’ Dad too. Y’r the one who didn’ wanna go on a journey or do the league”

“Ugh, you don’ get it. You have friends now, so maybe shut up and let me mope!”

Denton paused at that, thinking a little - while also blatantly avoiding the intense stare-down he was getting from his sister's pokemon.

Drew was rather protective of his trainer’s feelings - which was probably a good thing? Denton supposed it depended on who you asked.

But as he thought about it more, he remembered how angry he used to get when they moved - before he went off on his own time to take on the gyms.

He huffed - he was visiting for summer holiday and here he was, annoyed at her anger like she was still a whiny 5 year old. She was 16, not a baby by any stretch -

And… unlike him at that age, she knew exactly what she wanted to do - who she wanted to be - by the time she was 7, and only solidified her desire in her teens. Acquiring her own team in spite of never going on a journey, she had something she wanted to do, and partners to do it with.

That desired career needed an education in a way that his didn’t - he was able to take a high school equivalency test, and then go right into college for the teaching degree that he wanted. She needed an actual school diploma, with an actual GPA and real final test scores - apparently working in restoration was prestigious enough to warrant that level of education.

And that was being made a lot harder with all the moving - she often had to keep track of her grades and make sure her records were in order by herself - mom and dad had a bad case of “Didn’t get it” about how serious she was taking this career goal.

The more Denton thought about it, the worse he felt. Ugh…. Being a big brother is so frustrating sometimes. So did having empathy, but that wasn’t a factor here.

After a moment, he called out “... Hey Anya”

“Turn off your aids. I don wanna hear you, an’ you don’ wanna hear me” she grumbled out, not even getting up to look back at him

“.... Is tha’ you tellin’ me t’shut up but different?”

She just grumbled at him again - no verbal words that he could hear. He adjusted his hearing aid on more time

“Jus- Jus’listen…” He attempted to start. He wished she was looking at him so he could sign, but it was clear she wasn’t up for it “... I’m sorry f’r bein’ dismissive, I know it’s hard”

Anya’s head popped up from the couch almost instantly, an expression of disbelief marring her scowl. Denton had to suppress a laugh at the reation “Wha’, feel bad f’r makin’ me upset?”

“Yes”

“Huh… Thanks then”

Drew gave Denton an approving nod at the apology, before seeming to motion for him to keep talking…? The young man wondered what the pokemon was attempting to suggest, but Drew seemed to be pointing to Anya’s pokeballs, which were set up on a little pillow on a dresser by the door to the apartment. The idea clicked.

“Uhm…. you wanna…. go battle? At the park?” “What?”

“Do you wanna battle?” he repeated “Haven’t been out all day an’ Gengar could use a battle. He likes battling with Frankie, y’know”

“.. He does?”

“Aye”

Anya looked skeptical at that reassurance, but sighed, getting into a proper sitting position on the couch before getting up, stretching as she did so “You know what, sure? I need to get outta this damn place anyway”

“I thought you liked this apartment?”

Her scowl became a bit more sincere for a moment. “Don’t test my patience. Ah don’ have any”

Denton sighed, then sighed when she looked at him. “Noted. Let’s go”