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kwashere01 · 7 months
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jinnwenhe · 6 months
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helloes how's everyone doing? i haven't been here in a hot minute, wanted to check if everyone's still into swsh or moved hearts
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christarmewn · 10 months
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Jirachi's Twin - "The Life I Never Had"
A short comic detailing the events from the prologue of my Sword & Shield fanfic, Jirachi's Twin.
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inkblot-skyz · 1 year
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do you like leon's relationship with hop?
I think it's cute yeah!! Little sibling looking up to older sibling or a parent and wanting to be like them is one of my favourite tropes, especially after playing SwSh. It does suck on Hop's part that Leon is often too busy being Champion (before the protag of course) to spend time with him, though :(
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pkmn-smashorpass · 28 days
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Unofficial poll of if Bidoof was the HM pokemon for everyone? There have been many an HM pokemon, but bidoof stands out to me since it could learn surf (or at least Bibarel could).
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quietscrappy · 1 year
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Professor Turo
drew this a while back when we first saw him.
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poke-poke-poke · 19 days
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I can't believe I've never drawn N before,,
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headcanon-fodder · 1 year
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still love sword and shield with all my silly little heart
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puppygirlpencil · 3 months
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some lizard? eat up
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charrtastrophe · 2 years
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its been a long time since i last drew piers <3 love the funky older brother
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sea-lanterns · 2 months
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BASED SERENA SIMP
her and Cynthia made little me question things
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Cynthia still makes me feel things sometimes 😅
I wouldn’t mind being her gf tbh. She’s the definition of a girlboss and I’m pretty sure majority of the pokemon fanbase had or has a crush on her (who can blame them?)
Pokemon women just hit different now 😌
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kwashere01 · 3 months
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my raihan headcanon is that he has a tongue piercing hehe
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whitewomanbracket · 9 months
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PROPAGANDA FOR LUSAMINE:
She's an utterly unhinged evil girlboss who tries to summon a suite of eldritch horrors to take over the world
PROPAGANDA FOR OLEANA:
A quiet but intense (and intensely overworked) secretary who completely snaps during her boss fight, where it's revealed that her partner is a Garbodor
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macro-microcosm · 15 days
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Probably my most controversial music opinion is that many if not most songs can be improved with the addition of rhythmic shouting.
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inkblot-skyz · 1 year
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what do you think of team yell being marnie's super fans?
They're a bit...Obsessive, but if you think about how the Galar League is just Pokemon Football (or Soccer if you're American), then yeah. Football Fans are just Like That. Still weird they're doing it over a wholeass child though.
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goomysnotebook · 1 year
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𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒄𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 (Hop x !Reader)
A/N, this fic is taken from my old Wattpad account  back from early 2020. This was my first fanfiction that I ever posted, sadly I’ve lost the login to that Wattpad account but luckily I kept all the fics on my google drive. Hope you enjoy :)
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The sun was setting, a blanket of darkness slowly inched its way around the old and peaceful city. The chilly temperatures combined with the dark clouds predicted a soon to be arriving snowfall. Chichester’s streets, although being quite the bigger town, were quiet, the only commotion came from the stadium.
The only person being seen on the street was you, sitting outside the pokécenter. A rotom phone levitating in front of you, scrolling through social media.
“Zzr, cheer up (Y/N),” the little electric-ghost type tried to comfort its trainer. “It’zzz okay to loze from time to time.”
“I made a complete fool out of myself-” You sighed in defeat, “-on live television!” You continued, starting to feel a burning sensation behind your eyes, but nothing happened. You just sat there, looking at the timeline.
Rotom scrolled past countless posts of other gym challengers, the next one even more powerful than the last. They were all boasting about their recent victories or doing sponsorships. Your gaze fell down to the concrete path underneath the bench. Rotom stopped scrolling.
“What’s the point?” You sniffed, “I’m never gonna become as strong as the others-” your voice becoming small and throaty as you hid away your face, “-I should just give up.” Tears had started to make their way down your cheeks.
“Zztop with that nonzenze!” Rotom bussed, “You fought zo hard to earn your endorzzzement, everyone makez miztakez. You can’t juzt give up! Pluz you’ve made it zo far, zzrt!”
Rotom’s words went in one ear and out the other, “Who brings dragon-flying types to an ice type battle? Let me tell you-” You exclaimed in a fluster, “-an absolute nutter wanker! No one will ever resp-” You got quiet, gaze fastened onto Rotom. The screen was displaying a picture of two boys, they were each holding up a Ballonea stadium gym badge.
You wiped away the tears with the back of your hand. You sighed, looking at the photo. A light tint of pink started to appear on your cheeks. Maybe it was from the cold, or maybe it was because of the purple-haired boy displayed on the screen. “I wish I was as strong as him…” You uttered almost longingly looking down towards the turf again. 
Ever since you’d first ran into each other during the opening ceremony in Motorstoke, you had felt something. You’d only been able to exchange some brief words before your tight schedules ripped them apart. Luckily you’d managed to get his league card before you parted. Pulling out the card from your pocket. Looking at it, the number 189 was written in a big bold font at the bottom left. To the right, a bit smaller was the name ‘Hop’ inscribed. You sighed again, getting lost in the forever frozen in time smile, trailing your thumb along his cheek.
A smile had crept up on your face, but the tears had started to fall again. Feeling like you'd let everyone down, your fans… your pokémon. Although you felt totally gutted, you couldn't let go of the smile. The smile from the card had projected itself onto you.
The feeling of something fluffy brushing up against your leg snapped you back into reality. Quickly putting back the card into your pocket. Looking down to investigate. You saw what looked like a grey-white land cloud pressing up against your leg.
"Dubwool, wait-" A voice was heard by the corner of the building. "-there you are!"
Your heart almost skipped a beat when the owner of the voice appeared in front of you.
"Dubwool return! I'm so sorry-" making eye contact, he stopped for a second and glanced at her form, "-did he cause any trouble?" The boy was calm as soft-spoken. Shifting his height to one leg, scratching the back of his neck. "You're (Y/N), right?"
You nodded, a bit surprised that he'd remembered your name.
"You might not remember me-" he continued, "-We met back in Motorstoke during the opening ceremony. I'm Hope." His smile was even brighter, almost blinding in person.
You started to feel your cheeks turn pink. He really did remember you, you didn't know why but it made you feel really warm inside. But everything fell apart at what he said next.
"I saw your battle with Melody, it was-"
You got a sinking feeling in your stomach, preparing for the inevitable ridicule that would ensue.
"-It was amazing!"
You slightly jerked back, surprised by Hop's words. "But I lost…" you silently replied.
Shifting over his weight onto the other leg, putting his hands in his pockets. Eyes sparkling with passion as he spoke. “So, what if you lost? You were-” He slightly nodded towards the empty space beside you on the bench, “-may I?” He asked,
“Yeah of course.” You replied scouting a bit to the side. Slightly turning your body towards the purple-haired boy as he sat down.
“-You were amazing!” He continued. “If it hadn’t been for Lapras, that Coalossal of yours would have swept through her entire team!”
“I guess…” You smiled, Hop’s encouraging words kinda just stuck with you. Making you feel a bit better about the loss.
“That’z what I told you, Zzrt,” Rotom quietly buzzed in your ear before buzzing back down into your pocket. You just ignored Rotom’s teasing.
Hop returned to speaking calmly as he confessed, “To be honest, I think that all of your battles are amazing-” He looked away to the side, avoiding eye contact. His ears tinted pink. “-You could say that I’m quite the fan…”
You were taken aback by Hop’s statement. Stunned, not knowing what to say. You’d had encounters with fans before, yes. But this was different, Hop was different.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to creep you out!” Hop exclaimed in an almost panicked fluster. He’d taken your silence as you being uncomfortable. “... I should probably leave… It was nice meeting you.” He stood up preparing to leave. 
The sight of Hop slowly starting to walk away, you were snapped out of your pondering state. You sprung up from the bench, “Hop, wait!” You uttered having taken a grip of his arm. 
Hop slowly turned to look over his shoulder. A pleasantly surprised expression spread across his face. He’d turned, now fully facing you. Your difference in hight was prominent as you stood there. Hop was almost towering over you.
Your gaze fell onto the ground, you didn’t have the courage to look him in the eyes. “You see-” you gulped, “-I’m quite the big fan of yours too…”
In a heartbeat Hop’s surprised expression changed into a bright grin. The pink tint from his ears had started to emigrate down his cheeks. But he didn’t say anything. You just stood there, feeling each others warmth as the cold from the outside world tried to force itself upon them.
When suddenly a small white speck hit and melted on the bridge of your nose. Looking around there were dozens of icy specks singling down around the teens. Hop flinched as one landed on his neck. You giggled at his sudden reaction. Hop joined in the snicker.
The familiar sound emanating from the pokécenter reminded you that there was a world outside of your little bubble. You looked back over your shoulder towards the pokécenter.
“I should probably go and cheek on Coalossal and the gang,” you uttered looking back at Hop. “It was nice meeting you again.”
“The pleasure was mine.” Hop responded
With your hand on the door handle. You looked over your shoulder, seeing Hop make his way away from you. Something hit you. A sinking feeling. You couldn’t really pinpoint why, but the thought of never getting to see him again scared you more than death. Catching yourself off guard having started to slowly walk towards him. “Hop wait!” You shouted after him, breaking into a small jog in the light snowfall.
He stopped, looking back at her. A confused expression stapled across his face.
Gathering your thoughts. Rotom buzzed as you took a grip of your phone resting in your pocket. This was it, it was now or never. You let out a heavy sigh before speaking. “Could I get your number?” Your heart racing.
Hop’s face lit up with a pink tint. “Of course,” he responded. You handed over your phone and Hop started to type in his number.
Handing back her phone, they touched hands. Hop’s warmth spread throughout your entire body.
“Cya around,” Hop chimed with a wave.
“Cya”
Making your way back to the pokécenter. You had forgotten all about your loss at the Circhester stadium.
(Y/N) was in love.
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