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viridian-tay-leaf · 9 months

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General messages from spirit:

Pile 1 Pile 2

Pile 3 Pile 4

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Pile 1: 🧡🧡🧡

You guys are hard workers at heart. You've probably been the caretakers, the people pleasers, the adults even as a child in your family. People look to you for advice and are upset when you don't have the answers. You're either learning or have learned that this isn't the most healthy way to go on. You have to set boundaries and work on taking care of you, you can't pour out of an empty cup. So do some self care today, whether it's taking a walk, saying no, respecting your boundaries, dancing, sleeping, or simply doing nothing. Take some time for yourself to acknowledge what you've done and how far you've gotten. Then take some time to realize how powerful you are and that your possibilities are endless. You got it already so don't worry about it, just be.

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Pile 2: 💛💛💛

You guys are busy bees, huh? Always on the go go go. But is it fun for you? Do you enjoy what you're doing all the time for you or others. Is it improving your daily life or your health? If not, stop doing it or atleast slow it down. Life isn't going anywhere no matter how old you are, you still have time. Be present for today. (You could've resonated with Pile 1 so go back if you feel the need) Seriously though, when was the last time you had some fun. Some real fun, the type of fun that is careless and childlike. The type of fun you had on the playground in elementary school. Whatever brings you joy in that way do it, and do it in the most carefree way as possible. You deserve love, you deserve happiness, you deserve to have your actions, talents, and feelings reciprocated tenfold. Whether you get it from someone else or yourself. Take yourself on a date today and find out what makes you, you. You'll never know if you don't try? What's the worst that could happen? You fail, someone says no? Oh no whatever will you do, it's not like you've gotten up and done this battle before. You're stronger than you think, act like it bitch (affectionately)!

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Pile 3: ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

Are you okay? Do you need a hug? Come here bitch lemme give you a virtual one. Seriously tho, get one asap. If no one is around hug yourself or a plush, or a pet. You need to comfort yourself today, getting cancer energy, motherly or caretaker vibes. "I can be needy"-Ariana Grande. Take a long hot bath with some music or candles in the background. Cook something you only make for special occasions. You may feel like the world is chaos/ending or the tower is crumbling but it's not as bad as it seems. Death is just a rebirth and right now you are going through it. I'm hearing "pluto transform me"-Melanie Martinez. Y'all are in your transformation era. Big Hermit vibes. Take it slow and take your time. You'll soon rise from the ashes like a Phoenix babe. You got this!

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Pile 4: 💙💙💙

You guys are in your bag this season. It's been messy for some people around you, but not you bitch. Y'all are thriving in your energy and you know it. Main character energy. I'm getting Cancer, major Virgo & Leo vibes aswell. I'm hearing that yall don't even need this reading, it's just a confirmation that you're on the right path and you're doing you. Okayyyy go ahead besties be you and be proud and loud about it. Go off loves and do it unapologetically. I'm done here, yall don't need me to hype you up cause you already know you're that bitch. Beware of jealousy, envy, and other negative energies from others around you though. There are people who see you thriving and hate it, misery loves company so you best avoid those energy vampires. Cleansing and protections will help you stay in this energy. I don't even need to tell you to be grateful and honor yourself cause you're already doing it. Okayy, I see you sis!

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spookyscarydemonbabe · 1 year

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Yk that time that you wrote about Gareth being little spoon/ big teddy bear?? Can we have more of that? I fucking love being big spoon so yk🤭

i absolutely remember and of course i can 🥹 i love writing about snuggling with Gareth, especially just because i bet it would be so nice to cuddle with Gwydion, he’s probably so warm and comfy 🥰 and i hope you’re alright with me going down the ‘big teddy bear’ route just cause i already wrote a fic about him being the little spoon :)

Teddy Bear

Genre- Fluff

Warnings- None :)

Tag List- @imagine-all-the-imagines @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles @aidansloth @munsonology @esme-viridian @manyfandomsfanvergent

Words- 1.0k

Gareth looked over at you on your side of the couch as you yawned while flipping through the TV channels. He gently nudged your leg with his foot,

“Getting sleepy?”

You shook your head gently and looked over to him with a smile,

“Nope.”

He smiled back and the two of you went back to trying to decide on what to watch before going up to bed.

The two of you had managed over the last few years to really get the domestic thing down.

Graduating high school, finding work, going to school, saving up, getting your own place together. You were still figuring out your adult lives but you were doing it together, and that’s what made you the happiest.

He was still the same heavy metal drummer boy you fell in love with, he was just getting older, and now he was a man finding his place in the world and he was happy to have you right there by his side while he was doing it.

The place you got together was nothing big and fancy, just a small apartment outside of town, but it fit you both comfortably with some extra room for his drum kit and some space for the guys to come over and practice. Not to mention it was the first time you two were able to get some privacy together.

Gareth looked over to you and smiled once more when he saw you were slowly nodding off to sleep as your eyes were glued to the screen,

“You’re sure?”

He scared you awake but you shook your head once more as it shot up from its place.

Gareth laughed and reached over for the remote, turning off the TV and standing up from the couch, stretching his arms over his head,

“Come on gorgeous, bedtime.”

You shook your head once more as you settled deeper into the couch.

“Yes! Do i have to carry you into bed?”

You slowly nodded and Gareth sighed, picking you up into his arms and carefully carrying you into bed.

He leaned over and kissed your forehead, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it away into the hamper,

“I’m going to go lock up ok? Can you go change and brush your teeth for me?”

You nodded and rubbed your eyes, sitting up in bed as Gareth left to finish locking everything up in the apartment.

You wandered into the connected bathroom and quickly brushed your teeth, changing into your pajamas before climbing back into bed with the remote from the nightstand. Gareth shut your bedroom door behind him and smiled seeing you half asleep,

“Babe, you got to pick the show earlier, it’s my turn to pick something for bed.”

“Ok fine.” You handed him the remote as he climbed into bed next to you but you quickly climbed on top of him, laying your body over his as your arms snaked around his waist, your head pressed softly to his chest as you listened to his heartbeat, “But that means i get to snuggle you until you find something.”

Gareth smiled and pressed a kiss to the top of your head, wrapping one arm around you and placing his hand on the small of your back to hold you,

“Sounds good to me sweetheart, but you know you gotta get off as soon as i find something.”

You groaned and nuzzled your face further into his chest, his warmth slowly soothing you back to sleep and the vibration of his soft laughter wasn’t helping much either,

“No.”

“No?” He said with a laugh, “What do you mean no?”

You groaned and smiled into his chest as he held you, giving him a light squeeze,

“Snuggle.”

Gareth finished flipping through the channels and finally settled on a rerun of Land of the Lost before setting the remote back onto your nightstand and flipping the switch on the lamp. He sighed, knowing that this was a battle he wasn’t going to win, and pressed another kiss to the top of your head before reaching down and pulling the comforter over your bodies. He wrapped his arms around you once more to keep you held tight as he settled into bed.

“How come you always want to snuggle?” He asked you quietly.

“Am i not allowed to snuggle my boyfriend anymore?”

“No, i’m not saying we can’t snuggle, i just want to know why you like it so much.”

You thought for a moment, your sleepy mind not being able to come up with much reasoning behind why you loved to snuggle Gareth other than how nice it was to snuggle him,

“I just like it. You’re warm and you’re soft and you’re comfy.” You nuzzled further into him, “Just like a big teddy bear.”

“Aww, that’s sweet.” He smiled, resting his head on top of yours.

He held you there for a moment before gently trying to move your body off of his, but he had no luck. You had fallen fast asleep on top of him and there was no way you were getting up anytime soon. Not until morning at least.

“Baby,” Gareth whispered to you, trying to gently move your shoulder to wake you, “come on baby, i mean it. You gotta get up.”

You whined and groaned, your body only settling into his further and he could tell that tonight was not the night he was going to get you off of him.

But he wasn’t complaining.

He soon drifted off to sleep himself, keeping your held tightly in his arms the whole night. He loved it when you were able to hold each other so comfortably and so tightly in each other’s arms like one of you was going to float away. He loved it when you laid over him instead of next to him so he was able to feel the full warmth and love of your body while he held you. He loved how soft and cuddly you felt in the morning, laying in bed with each other for hours and not wanting to get up. And as much as he loved all those things he knew you loved it too.

He loved being your teddy bear.

#stranger things #stranger things 4 #gareth emerson #gareth emerson fic #gareth emerson x y/n #gareth emerson fluff #gareth emerson x reader #gareth stranger things #gareth emerson fanfic #request

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mxstball · 8 months

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[BIRB TRIO] Sibling Meetup

"You are tuned in to the Pokémon Channel. There appears to be no longer reports of activity of the previously reported birds in the past several days. While casualties remained at a minimum, we are still on the search for clues as to the presence and locations of the strange Pokémon. Normal activity is expected to resume soon."

"Huh. That's odd." Leaf took out her Pokéball. "Weren't there three Pokémon? I only caught one of them. I wonder what happened to the rest."

Leaf tossed the Pokéball to take out a Pokéball.

Leaf sent out Moltres!

The Moltres continued to look at Leaf peacefully. It was far more docile than when she first battled it. However, stranger still, while it was happy to be with her, it still has seemed a little sad these past few days they've been together. Could there be something else at play here?

"Hm. So, it's entirely possible that the Legendary Birds were the ones causing the havoc, but... where are the other two?" Leaf gave Moltres a pet and a berry. "Hey, buddy. Sorry, but I looked around but couldn't find your siblings. I even checked the Power Plant and Seafoam Islands."

"[Treeessss.]"

Yeah, she should have expected that. "You know what? I think I do have a couple of more leads. Here, let's go ask the smartest guy I know around here... other than grandpa, of course."

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Blue's Gym, Viridian City.

Leaf basically kicked down the doors and barged to the back without even announcing herself. "BLUUUUUUUEEEEEE!" Yup. That's a little sister for you. "Bluuuuuueeeee! You here? I need some help!"

@bluesthebest

#muse leaf #moltres #plot: birb trio #plot: legendary adventures

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kohakhearts · 7 months

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sound sleepless

fandom: pokemon (anime) rating: g relationship(s): ash & pretty much everyone word count: 19.2k written for: @whumptober (prompt: insomnia) read it here

After he leaves home for the first time, Ash has a hard time sleeping.

It’s not homesickness, exactly, though maybe that’s part of it. He replays the day he left Pallet Town over and over again, thinking—it would have been easier, just to stay home. The responsibility he has to his Pokémon is bigger than he expected it would be; he had known, sure, that wild Pokémon are dangerous, but he hadn’t realized how bad it would feel putting Pikachu in danger.

He's never had a hard time falling asleep, so those nights camping out in Viridian Forest and the outskirts of Pewter City are uncomfortable in just about every way they could be. He lies down and pretends to sleep for as long as he can, and he must be fairly convincing, because neither Pikachu nor Misty ever seems to realize he’s not sleeping.

But his mind is racing. He’s never been one to overthink, but quickly finds there’s not much else to do in the middle of the night. When everything is so still, the only sound to conceive of becomes the echoes of that day’s mistakes.

Some nights, sleep comes easier. After Brock joins up with them, Ash’s sleepless nights all but disappear. In a period of weeks, he finds himself wide awake only a handful of times.

One of those times, he can’t quite lie on his restless energy. Thoroughly sick of trying, he wanders away from camp; having something to channel his energy into, he does not find his thoughts nearly as tormenting as before. He focusses on sounds and sights, wonders about the slumbering Pokémon nestled between the trees, keeps a running count of every nocturnal one he sees darting between the bushes. He feels a sort of kinship with them, though doesn’t entertain the idea of catching any of them for long.

At last, he finds a place to settle down where he can see the stars winking down at him from between the canopy of trees. When they were kids, Gary had been interested in astronomy—the way the stars change throughout the year, how one can trace out the shapes of ancient, mythological Pokémon between them—but the only constellations Ash knows are the ones named after Ursaring and Tediursa, and he’s not even sure he’d be able to find them if he tried. He’s never been much of a night owl. Gary used to make fun of him for how early and how easily he fell asleep, often without much warning at all.

As he stares up at the sky, he wonders what changed.

#whumptober2023 #no.12 #insomnia #pokemon #fic #*fic #mine #anipoke

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earth2068 · 8 months

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What sorts of music would the ARACHNID kids listen to?

ok for this ask i am going to ignore the inevitable evolution of music genre and styling, whats counter culture and whats assimilated etc, and just pretend these kids are in 2023

also i am linking my spotify character playlists, which, bear in mind, are heavily affected by MY taste in music because i actually listen to these. you can smell the theatre kid on me from miles away. they also are a mix of songs i think theyd like, songs that Vaguely Have Their Energy, and songs i think are ABOUT them.

flynn looks for catharsis in his music. anything that can cause him to experience an emotion vicariously through the song, he will keep around. at this point in his life, thered be a lot of "loud electric guitar" music, though i imagine he has a playlist of instrumental tracks so he can focus while he reads.

vermillion listens to sexy songs. yknow, britney spears, demi lovato, beyoncé, a mix of MCR in there, etc. anything that makes them feel like That Bitch. like flynn, theyd tend towards songs they experience catharsis through. to them, music is for getting out energy more than it is for relaxation.

lucille likes songs that are FUN. lots of pop, lots of video game songs, lots of tv show intro theme songs, anything she can bob her head to in lieu of dancing, you get it. she would listen to phineas and ferb songs.

violet is, second to vermillion, the one who thinks the most about personal aesthetic. her music is pretty chill, and i imagine shed have a lot of different playlists for different things, like, a driving playlist that keeps her from getting road rage, a studying playlist that keeps her focused, etc. also, shed listen to dolly parton. even in 2068 i think shed love dolly.

viridians music taste is all over the map, both in terms of genre and era. hes listening to the mii channel theme and barbershop quartet songs and 80s rock and lemon demon, back to back. he has a single playlist, its called "good songs" and its every song he likes, though most of the time he'll just find one hes in the mood for and listen to it on repeat

#earth 2068 #asks #team arachnid #writer headcanon zone

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harukadrawsthings · 1 year

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Did you hear about Ash leaving the Pokemon Anime? The new protagonists, Riko and Roy have been revealed.

There's a theory going on about Riko being Ash's daughter, sharing a hair pin and also from Kanto. What are your thoughts on Ash leaving and the theory?

I don’t even know where to start. I’ve cried as I was watching the last episode of the arc and cried again minutes ago. Your ask actually got me spoiled in the middle of the afternoon. At first I was in denial but some seconds later I felt that someone just gave a hard punch to my stomach. I got disoriented for hours because of the unexpected news but I had to watch first the last JN episode AND the announcement right after to really process what you were telling me. I was drawing a sketch because of an illustration that I’m preparing to offer for Christmas to some kids of the neighbourhood, but I had to stop because I was not in mental conditions to continue, without any exaggeration. And thus everything got confirmed. As much trivial it can be such a negative reaction towards a fictional show/character’s disclosure, what’s not trivial is how much of an impact it was to witness the beginning of a journey that would last a quarter of century.

The Pokémon animé appeared in my country in October of 1999 and I was a child in primary school when the first episode has aired on TV. It was how I was first introduced to one of the most influent franchises ever in the videogame and animé-culture world and I was one of those lucky people that could witness in first hand the social impact that it spread to every child of my generation and even early teenagers. I vividly remember the moment of watching in a bulky CRT-style television running late to Professor Oak’s laboratory and choosing Pikachu as his partner. How their relationship started rough, how they ran away from an angry Spearow flock, Ash staring to that mysterious high relief with the three mythological birds and an Arcanine, Team Rocket’s first motto at the Pokémon Center, crossing Viridian Forest and hiding from a Beedrill swarm and having a freshly evolved Butterfree save everyone, how Pikachu learnt to use the Thunderbolt move for the first time, and so on. Everyone at recess was so obsessed about this new show, I remember to circle two school students with Game Boy Color systems connected with a Game Link cable because they were having a Pokémon battle. While it happened in 8-bits we could picture the battle like if it was a TV show episode. Unfortunately, I could only buy my first Pokémon game six years later but in that time gap I collected Pokémon cards, stickers and Tazos (super popular collectibles in the Iberian Peninsula back then and the first years of the new millennium) and these were my first Pokédex; this is how I originally learnt all the names and types of the 150 Pokémon. Closer to the time I could buy my first game, I could experience Pokémon Blue and I remember being obsessed in trying to locate Mew in the game, believing there was a hidden item somewhere in Kanto that could access it.

Ash is directly responsible for my first exposure to a world that would change me forever and contribute to shape me up to the person I am today. He gave me extra motivation to follow an artistic field, contributed to expand my love for videogames, he increased my interest towards Japanese culture, animation, and mangá, he helped me to grow sensibility towards wildlife and nature, he helped me to meet new friends, and he provided me fun and positive memories in these 23 years every time I could catch episodes or movies on TV. He was there at the end of my childhood, he was there my whole teenagerhood, he was there in the start of my adulthood in my train trips to faculty and I could begin watching the series in depth (because I couldn’t have the VHS like other kids and the channel schedule was quite cruel as well so there were a lot of episodes I missed). However, every time I was lucky to turn on the television and see that Pokémon was passing, I knew my morning breakfast was instantly going to taste better watching Ash’s adventures and seeing new Pokémon!

At first, I was very critical about the character. I didn’t like his arrogance and I was finding questionable how much merit did he have to get most of the Kanto badges because he lacked a lot of technical knowledge. Despite of this I admired his bravery, love for every living thing and determination to chase his dreams. Following up over two decades of animated content it’s incredible how much Ash has grown as a Pokémon Trainer and a human being. This fills me with lots of pride and joy and I can only congratulate Ash for all his achievements. I learnt to love Ash and nowadays I’m one of the first people to defend because I equally learnt how misunderstood he also was.

In these latest five years in particular, this boy of Pallet Town has been a vital piece in my life to counter the negative effects of a depression I’ve been going through for a longer period. Today is with great sadness that I learn he’s preparing to follow his lifepath out of our eyes and the TV screen. The most important message he has given me since a child that had freshly learnt how to read is that no matter how many obstacles there are ahead of you, to never give up chasing a dream. This is something I’ll continue to carry on ever after Ash leaves the screens.

I’m still in shock because although I knew this day would eventually happen, I didn’t think it would be now in early 2023. I’ll need some time to digest all these overwhelming news (piled up with Ash and Goh going separate paths*, I still think they could have travelled together). Ash’s departure feels like part of my childhood being taken away or leaving as well and it’s a very stinging feeling. I had hopes for the writing team to explore Ash’s life post-WCS alongside with Goh as they would explore Paldea region but I believe this was already too much for the team to work with. I can’t hide my disappointment for the disclosure that it was decided in the end but there’s nothing it can be done now. I hoped to see more of Ash, Goh, Chloe (I’m very happy she’s now a Research Fellow in the laboratory!**) and even the Cerise Staff or Team Rocket after this, but I believe this is now part of the imaginary of the fans through fanfiction and comic strips from now on. Although Pokémon Journeys is far from being a perfect arc, it’s by far my top favourite ever of the show, introducing us a formula that in my opinion was being so needed since 2006 with the arc happening in Sinnoh region. A world-travelling formula that was giving much more creative freedom to the writers, opening many possibilities with the massive material that exists today in now nine generations of Pokémon games. One of the biggest highlights for me was the creation of Goh as a co-protagonist who I’ll be forever thankful that he was brought to the screens and for also being such an important part to my life in these latest 3 years. He’s sharing a special corner in my heart next to Ash and I’m determined to cosplay as Goh in an event happening in a few months (I’m just waiting for the commissioned wardrobe to arrive). I want to homage one of the best human characters ever written for the show! The Japanese arc might have ended but I’ll still have the Portuguese dub to watch in the incoming months. I can still enjoy Ultimate Journeys for some extra time.

As for the future animé coming once the mini-series end (in March 2023 perhaps?). I wonder if the JN formula is the way they’ll go on this incoming new generation of protagonists and animated stories, I have plenty of questions going in my head, but I’ll leave them for later. Only time will answer them, and I’ll be around to follow what they’ve prepared for us, but I must applaud the studio’s courage to take such a bold decision to change one of the most recognisable protagonists in the history of animated fiction. I think it's quite a stretch to go now on board for that theory when it's not even confirmed if the timeline and the universe is the same as Ash's.

Ash Ketchum will be forever in my heart as a dear childhood fictional character that has given me so many years of joy and it was such a pleasure to walk this path along with him. I’ll miss him very much. I’ll certainly talk about him to younger generations to come. Thank you so much for all the memories and for being a great inspiration to me and millions of people in the world. You’ll be forever a legend and a Pokémon Master Trainer!

I take the chance to inform to all my followers of my Satogou AU that I intend to continue to bring content despite of this unexpected bomb released by Anipoke. As far I still have ideas, inspiration, time and public actively interested to read more stories and interact with them/me, I’ll continue to draw. Right now I feel that I need a good night of sleep because I feel that I was hit by a truck. My spirit needs a long healing as I feel a void inside me like I never had before because of fictional world. Nobody saw this coming and it's definitely not the Christmas season I envisioned. I'm in a genuine state of shock, what a Friday!

(*) - Ash and Goh meeting themselves again in future is something that will happen and no one cannot convince me otherwise.

(**)- It's finally safe to use the headcanon I was pondering to move forward for a long time which is to make Chloe become a Pokémon Palaeontologist!

#satogou au asks #pokemon au asks #pokemon asks #harukadrawsthings asks #I wasn't ready for this japanese bomb at all #pokemon #anipoke #anipoke spoilers #pokemon journeys #pokemon ultimate journeys #pokemon journeys spoilers #satogou

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bunnygirl678 · 7 months

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Work is extra stressful and busy so I’m procrastinating in the best way possible, by throwing together all my reguri hcs

These are pretty obvious through out most of my stuff on ao3, but I don’t always use each one depending on the story.

Send me yours! I love seeing different hcs people have for these two dorks

-Red is usually mute/selectively mute I switch between the two

-Red is big on PDA, constantly holding Greens hand, kissing, groping ect in public. He thinks it’s cute when Green is flustered so he’ll sign dirty things or whisper them

-greens parents died when he was 5, reds dad died when he was 3

-Green is loaded, like daddy warbucks rich, he’s got money from being a gym leader/champion, plus he has a trust fund from his dead parents, then he has shares in oak labs which owns most other labs in the world

-green loves to spoil red, buys him stuff constantly

-green feels inadequate most of the time, he needs constant reassurance from Red that he’s loved and wanted,

-green typically overworks himself, you know the whole inadequate thing comes in to play

-red would much rather travel and do Pokémon stuff in the wilderness but he sticks around cause he’d rather be with green and restless than without him and free

-green indulges Reds nomad lifestyle when he can

-green learned to cook in kalos, red foraged so much on the mountain so he never learned to cook, he burns water while green cooks like a 4 star chef

-green flirts with everyone but only gets flustered around Red

-red proposed but he took greens last name (cause red doesn’t have one lol)

-reds mom considers green a son even before they are together (at least in aus where they know each other as kids)

-the media calls green names and talks trash on him, that of course pisses red off, they start to like him some after he becomes a gym leader (at least Viridian news channels)

-Pokémon live to the same age as their trainers so no sad stuff in my head lol

-green hates silence, which is why he talks so much, he also sings or plays the radio all the time, red loves hearing green hum along with some silly pop song

-green doesn’t mind silence around red, the only time it’s okay, not to say he doesn’t still talk constantly but he can let it be

-green and pikachu pretend to hate each other but red has enough pictures of them cuddling on his phone to know the truth

-red has no self preservation which drives green crazy

-if they knew each other as kids, green was a virgin when they get together, usually red is too just cause he’s only ever interested in green but he would be the one to not be. Green despite his flirty nature could only be with someone he loved

-green is 100% obsessed with red

-red adores green and dreams of just keeping him in bed at all times

-they love each other a lot

#reguri #namelessshipping #this is nameless not original

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lanceappreciationblog · 8 months

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Drop the Lance dead parents lore 👀🤲

Alright, alright! This is gonna sound crazy and probably be very long so bare with me.

...

So basically Lance's parents were alive during the era of Pokémon wars.

Lance's father (Draco) was supposed to lead the Blackthorn and ensure their safety during the tragedy, however he wasn't at all interested in becoming a Dragon Master. Instead he was an Anthrozoologist who was much more interested in studying the physical and spiritual bonds of people and Pokémon. After being blessed with the Viridian Forest powers. His father, (Lance's grandfather) was not happy about Draco's path, but supported his son on the sidelines anyway.

Lance's mother (Dracaena) was the Hammerlocke Gym Leader and brute warrior who wielded a Lance as her choice of weapon from Galar. (who also was going through their own tragedy at the time). She traveled to Johto after hearing that the Blackthorn could be the place where she could further strengthen her dragon Pokémon from their Dragon Master (who was Lance's father at the time).

To her disappointment, Draco was not the battle-hungry tough guy she thought he was but he insisted he could help her in other ways.

After years of them bonding and finding ways to stay safe during the war with each other. They fell in love. Opposites attract some may say.

It was a risk, but Dracaena hoped to give birth to her first child in Johto even if times were rough. They swore to protect their child with everything they had and if they had to sacrifice themselves in the war to do so, so be it.

... 9 months later a very disastrous event occurred.

Viridian Forest caught ablaze after some rebels fought to demolish the forest for their own base camp.

Dracaena, Draco, and his grandfather were not far from Kanto to witness the dark smoke and fire rising from where Viridian Forest was. It even affected Blackthorn and its citizens we're getting sick from the smog very quickly.

The three of them went to see what trouble was occurring in Viridian. The rebels already set traps in the flames and smoke was only getting harder to withstand. Dracaena, who refuses to stop fighting with her Dragonite even if her child could be born at any moment. Draco, who still was not the best fighter, tried his hardest to protect his love during the battle with his own Dragonite.

But it wasn't enough. Dracaena had fallen next to a tree, body in intense pain. The child had to be born now. Draco insisted that Dracaena had to fly off with her Dragonite to find the closest hospital with his grandfather to make sure their child is born safely and leave him to fight. Dracaena did not like that.

They promised that they'd stick together and protect this child no matter what. Draco understood. And the three of them did all that they could to help her give birth to her child in the currently hellfire state Viridian Forest was in right now.

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The good news was, he was born. The bad news... was that the rebels have found them. They tried to aim for Dracaena as the weakest physically in the group. Draco didn't let them get the chance as we channeled every bit of the Viridian Forest power inside of him and obliterated the rebels.

He sat next to his love, held her hand and gazed happily at their new born son. Smiles growing weaker by the second.

"...What's his name, Dracaena?"

With her last breath. Smoke filling both of their lungs trying to breathe out the exhaustion.

"Lance... The strongest weapon I know."

Draco with last breath urges his father to take Lance and make sure he lives a long happy life in Blackthorn.

Lance's grandfather, full of understanding but sorrow, took Lance and Draco and Dracaena's Dragonites off to Blackthorn as the two held their hands together against that tree and spent their last seconds together.

#AHH I WAS SO EMBARRASSED WRITING THIS #you get to see the silly thoughts in my head HERE #I got carried away and wrote the whole fic I guess?? lmaooo #anyway yes Lance gets his brute force from his mother and his sweet loving nature and smarts from his father #that is all :)#hc #lance #pokemon #champion lance #mod speaks #anon #I'll answer any other asks tomorrow! it's late now haha

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buffalojournal · 9 months

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Two Poems by Morgan L. Ventura

A Brief Synesthetic History

When I look around it could be said we are living in dark times, the walls & skies & sea & clouds & spaces within me, obsidian smoke, pitch tar, pooled oil. It tastes of ash & petrol & mould & the edge of a boiled knife & I hear the whooshing whooping of distant stars – black holes – ebony arias bending, twisting vibrations. What’s true is I want brighter times, amber & magenta times, spirals of smiling roses & giddy peonies, & detonations of laughing citrine. Times that carry the blush of wisteria, caramel popcorn, earnest eucalyptus. I was born in green times – aventurine smiles & verdant yards blooming viridian jewels, emerald & jade hanging from low branches, wistful and content. The 80s rainforest transmutes blue. Periwinkle times, the 90s breathed cornflower winds and bluebell gales, husked sapphire on metal plates, glimmering robin eggs on cedar porch chirping an unearthly jingle piercing aquamarine eyes of my father who knew only sadness. The sky only spoke rain, it was falling sea, shredded wave, lacerated labradorite, cascades of troubled cerulean. Shocked like glaciers arguing, raging because all’s spilled into red. A time of crimson, furls of fuchsia in the tide of blood after flames across New York, after strikes in Chicago, after death in the family. The 2000s were carnelian, lay the bead beneath my tongue, the rubies on my eyes, enshrine me in magma, encrust me in this livid tomb. Vitrine of vermillion, what is a body but stained glass, medieval sun never modern. The next era’s violet, arched, mutilated candy blossoming from irises in the back. In the evening light it all shivers purple, bruised lilacs yammer & portend a luminous love. Amethyst troves in the attic squirm & emit warmth, simmering with snapdragon & grapes, pisco vineyard from a decade ago, time punctured by lazy lost lagoons. Take me now into what seems like blank times, off-shades of pale peeling into crystal pears & glass shards as we wait, & the iridescent soul in the body of the future, the cloud high above spitting quartz & splitting mirrors, declares these are rainbow times, & I have to tell you, I love all the colours, I want all the colours. World, let me bathe in your prisms & drink your light. This marbled soil, this striated sky. I’d be no one & nowhere without.

Internal Monologue of an Anthropologist in Paris

My mother said if I fail on my new adventure I can live in her closet.

My French roommate has shit in my bed after having a midlife crisis at 29.

On television I look like an idiot. Even smart, floral blazers from the 10th Arrondissement make me look like a cartoon character because I’m very small.

They want to hire me as a curatorial fellow at the Musée du Quai Branly but then I have to stay here and oh, how I know the Parisians suffer.

Every Thursday there is a voracious vacuuming in the flat above me at 6am and I am suddenly murderous. I strike the ceiling with my broom and the ceiling strikes back.

ii.

My life is an Antonioni film. At the Sorbonne, I’m asked to describe my unwritten doctoral thesis in front of four medieval historians and a self-proclaimed spiritualist who spends most of his time at Père Lachaise by the grave of some important figure whose name I can’t remember. I whirl around in my seat and quip, “It is about nothing with precision.”

iii.

The community in Oaxaca wants me to ask the Mexican government to return the collection it stole but I’m merely an anthropologist, when did we ever hold power?

Margaret Mead was barely 5’0” and carried a walking stick taller than herself, which she’d use to intimidate men. That’s power.

I’m invited by the History Channel to appear on Ancient Aliens after my undergraduate advisor, a certain Mayanist, declines and thinks it would be hilarious to give them my personal email. “We will pay you $300,” they tell me. I think seriously about it.

Pseudoscience is absurd but my life is absurd. My next-door neighbour smokes cigarettes naked while his parrot shits on the patio. A colleague informs me they irrationally hate my surname.

“Would you like a career in anthropology?” my PhD advisor asks me after I tell him about the invite. This, coming from a man whose faculty headshot features him sacrificing a chicken.

Anthropologists don’t deserve careers, I think. But I sure enjoy all the grant and fellowship money, society’s conviction that we are worth something because “we are scientists.”

I don’t want a career, I conclude.

iv.

Over lunch in the EHESS cafeteria, my friend says everyone here complains too much and that the Parisians are insane and create their own chaos.

My brother texts me because my mother is in jail. She should stay there.

I go for coffee with an artist in Le Marais. The owner comes out to scream at all of us who dare to use their laptops and take up too much time – or space.

Claude Lévi-Strauss helped found UNESCO. Franz Boas died in his arms. Claude’s a structuralist and I despise structure. Will I die in the arms of anyone?

When Bronislaw Malinowski died, we all found out that he was a pervert. His field notebooks were festooned with scribbles of his interlocutor’s boobs.

“Anthropologists are very interesting, no?” asks the barista I’ve befriended at perhaps the most hipster café I could find.

I don’t know, are we?

Am I?

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viridianstudy · 1 year

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i saw people Powerposting so i think i’m going to also post a lil about dr. v’s powers and situation under the cut (idk how long it’ll get but I’ll probably update it as more is revealed 👍🏻)

He exists in a separate dimension, but can monitor others via open communication channels and certain items he may create. It is easiest to perceive the physical world when others with powers similar to his are present; they ‘illuminate’ the area in a way.

He can manifest items in other dimensions as long as he has a targeted location there. He is usually very descriptive when doing this to eliminate any room for errors. Objects are usually green.

How he obtained his powers is not yet revealed, but his mastery of them is unquestionable. It is known that he went through an event which changed him irrevocably and severed him from his own dimension and timeline.

How long he has been gone from there is still the subject of debate.

The “V” is short for Viridian. The “Dr.” is short for Doctor. The full name is for acquaintances, the abbreviated for associates. He can stand being called ‘Doc’ in some instances by the right people. Only his close friends used his first name with him.

friends! he has had them

#trivia #word processor of the gods

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letsliketurtles · 2 years

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Trickyshipping Time Travel AU

I always imagined Lyra being somehow related to Celebi so ofc with her latest Sygna suit in Pokemon Masters, I HAD to draw her with Johto's Dragon prince! Y'all have no idea how long I've been trying to draw Lyra in Celebi themed outfits... My tablet is full of wip where I tried to draw Lance x Lyra as some sort of dragon x fairy motif and heRe We ARE!

Here's my drawing of a Trickyshipping time travel AU where Lyra goes back in time to meet young Lance ❤️ I like to think that she chooses to travel back in time to get a glance at those she traveled with, including Silver's canon story in HGSS. Pokemon Special / Adventures has a special place in my heart, so I'd love if Lyra would travel back to see Lance in Viridian Forest still practicing on channeling his powers. Perhaps he would've fell for her even back then without him knowing they would meet once again later on.

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viridian-tay-leaf · 5 months

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Pick a Pile (General Message)

Pile 1 🌸| Pile 2 💮

Pile 3 🌼| Pile 4 🌺

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Pile 1:

🎶 2020, 2020 vision... I wonder if you look both ways when you cross my mind~🎶

Y'all are down bad huh

Love songs all day bb

🎶 Sweet sweet fantasy baby~🎶

You think they don't like you back but you'll never know unless you try

Think of it this way, would you rather pine for them for months without knowing what you could be or would you rather take the risk & either get together or save yourself time getting over them

The choice is always yours since only you have the power to change your situation

Do it afraid, it's best to know than to regret not trying in the first place

If you choose to confess and it works out I'm happy for you and I expect you to communicate clearly in your new relationship

If you confess and it doesn't work out how you thought it would, it's a blessing in disguise (may need to see/been drawn to Pile 4)

🎶What goes around comes back around, hey my baby..... I will always be the best thing you never had~🎶

As always Be good, Be kind, Be safe love

Pile 2:

You guys are just chillin, going with the flow day by day babes

Strolling through town, walking like you own the place, embodying your favorite self.

Okay self love, keep it going babes!

👏🏽 Good For Youuuuu 👏🏽

Some of you may have just gone through a breakup. You want them back, or atleast the feelings you had during that time.

It'll be okay, you're not gonna be crushed by this. It's all apart of the bigger picture. Big things are coming and you have to clear out the old to get the new. The universe is working in your favor, you just have to trust & cocreate with them

For now, nurture yourself. What would Childhood you do when you feel like this? Do it & tap into your childhood energy. It might be more impactful than you think

Coloring pages, candles, childhood music, movie nights, hot chocolate, tea time, back into holiday spirit

🎶I feel nice, like sugar & spice~🎶

Farewell & Good luck for the journey you're about to go on

As always, Be good, Be kind, Be safe~

Pile 3:

Who hurt you!?!? And can I have their address, I just wanna talk 💢

Seriously though, are you okay? Do you need a hug if so go hug someone or a plushie if you can.

Y'all are in a slump/stuck in the vortex or your emotions

Take the feelings you have, acknowledge them and if they help the current situation. If they don't do much but make you stuck, I suggest blessing them and letting them go (easier said than done ik)

It'll take some time, as all heartbreaks do, but you'll get through it and bounce back stronger than ever

Once you get back into your groove, no one can stop you

🎶Nothing can stop me I'm all the way up~🎶

As always, Be good, Be kind, Be safe..........especially to yourselves

Pile 4:

Heyyyyyyyy, I love your energy, your vibe, your aura babes. Ahhhh *chefs kiss * 😘

Y'all are in your bag, spiritually & physically

You've done the work.

You've changed your mindset/limiting beliefs

Now is the time babe, all you gotta do is ask and it's yours

You're in New territory. Your mind/heart are screaming at you to "Be careful!" ⚠ 🚨. Sirens are going off and your ego is trying to protect you by sending some fear

Here's the thing though, you've been through this before. You've lived thousands of lives and nothing stopped you back then, so why should it stop you now?

You're aware of your power now. You broke the barriers. You know you have the control over your situation, over your life and what you want to do with it. Cause it's yours, it's your life, you can do what you want (within reason) and you can get what you want if you just try

🎶What you gonna do if it doesn't work out how you thought it would...Feels unfair and you wanna turn around but its for your own good~🎶

🎶I've never been here, but that makes it new doesn't mean it's strange~🎶

🎶I'm not lost, I'm on an adventure~🎶

Take your time

Rest if needed

Self-care is super important for this pile

Breathe it in

Enjoy your adventure, cause soon enough it'll be a wild ride. Even more than you could've ever imagined

Get rid of the plan & go with the flow of the universe

Let the ideas come to you, let them guide you, let go and cocreate with em

Don't chase what you want, attract it by knowing that it belongs to you, it's already yours so why worry

🎶Why should I worry, why should I care~🎶

Do things you love, change up your daily routine, be more present and actually look at what's around you

Take the next day slow & really be present. Then reflect on how this feels at the end of the day. You've got this. You just have to believe that you do. You are the authority of your own story, so make it a good one~

As always, Be good, Be kind, Be safe 😘

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marlutterianae · 2 years

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DISMALIA ~ The Hellish Barons of the Anomaly beneath Phobos.

Type: Regal Demon. Location: The Anomaly beneath Phobos. The Cryptic Caverns. [Context: A wound or crack in the West side of the citadel of Phobos in Dismalia that leads to the Underworld of ITH].

Anteapocalyptic Nobles once imprisoned by the scars of the underworld, the ancestral ruins of the ancient demonic royalty sever and bleed reality as their non euclidean structures pierce through the surface, their deep slumber ended. Beneath Phobos, they awaken. Time for hunting. It took the arduous efforts of Phobos's team of Elite Rokyu Warriors to track the location of one of those Barons. However, the fierce Slayers did not expected this hunt to turn against them, becoming the hunted. Only the Baroness Donna prevailed in the end, with her sight lost performing a final beheading flight through a burst of acidic Balefire bled through the spell scars of the Baron’s arm.

SPOILS OF DONNA’S HUNT AND SLAYING: - The Head trophy of a Regal Baron of Hell. The crest is left intact. As well as the brain. It continues to whisper. Telepathically. The feeling, perceived, is unmistakable. Radiating its demonic half life. It's echos, a quick memory overflow of the Demon, still pulsing inside of the head. It's full of Phlegm. Viscous viridian brain fluid. Conducting the telepathic transmission louder . Irradiating nightmarish essence, radioactively. Like a battery. The crest of a Baron can control and dominate the will of lesser Demons through an imperial aura of demonic divinity. - Their flesh cloaks, or "jacket". Meaty, with layers of subcutaneous demon fat to absorb any physical wounds. Quick to regenerate. Flexible and elastic. Half living to exchange vitality in times of need. - As a strange talisman it had hidden inside of its chest jaws. This is an amorphous plasmatic mystic blood seal, greenish in color, which takes the shape of a Berelithian Communion ones it coagulates on telepathic command, then dissolves once more. It is used by Demons that manipulate the Mystic arts to enhance their communion with the Nightmare Above, in Spell Sigil casting and craft.

- A Regal Demon heart that did not belong to the Baron, but was wardened quite relentlessly by the whole horde. This Regal Devil heart was seized by hand from the innards of an ancient Tyrannical Demon. Preserved with alchemical compounds for millennia only for it to be stolen by that Baron of Hell. In order to take back a borrowed power.

Riddled with baneful eyes, horns and jaws, this grotesque organ continues to beat vivaciously and non rhythmically, whispering tales of cosmic terror. An offering used in the Berelithian Demonic Communion rituals to obtain a divine if stable balanced connection with the Nightmare Above and absorb the power of cosmic demons. Consume a demon's heart at the altar of baneful fire to make its power yours. Indeed, this is an ancient practice that predates the new kingdoms of humanity. Demonic Communion in the early centuries of the Eternal Hunt is too primal in nature for the term "Spell Channeling" to be appropriate, so it is considered amongst historians as an Invocation or primordial nightmarish force that used Zathanic bodies as resonant vessels. The transient mutations that their bodies went through to invoke these reality altering powers is yet to be fully understood by today's demonologic scholars.

For in the end, the search of power and knowledge requires one to plunge into the depths of arcane secrets to tear apart and rip out true strength, as if one tore the heart from a demon’s chest. It causes Nightmarish Sigils from the Nightmare Above to manifest viscerally through their skin, carving their way like constellations in flesh and bone. “Wouldn’t you believe… While a terrible and savage-looking thing, the heart has a peculiar beauty to it, don’t you think my dear Donna?” - Adrian Romero, Hunt Master of the Rokyu Lodge of Phobos, Mentor of Donna the Vicious. These Barons will be important for the development of the Abyssal Eye Demon Hunt. [The previously planned "main story of DISMALIA"]. The Barons are servants of The Broken Queen of Terror, and enforcers of the Six Eyed Royalty. Art by God Of All Things & Nathan Anderson. https://twitter.com/godofallthings https://twitter.com/deimosremus

#demons #doom #monster hunters #demon hunters #dismalia #donna #rokyu #dark fantasy #horror fantasy

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nightlight-rising · 1 month

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bugger it everyone who reblogged the fr loreasks so far is getting these: 27, 30, 50. worldbuilding! yippee!

YYES worldbuilding!! whee (stares at the questions for 6 hours) (kidding, they arent too difficult)

27. how magic is used in everyday life

Aside from my warriors and mages who specialize in magic usage, the use of magic in everyday life varies. Individuals in the clan often use elemental or other innate magic to their advantage in subtle ways, like wind dragons using their element to speed up their travels. In the event that dragons aren't capable of a specific type of magic, they can make up for it by purchasing or finding magic artifacts or potions. Or curses...

In a more specific example: Sagebrush and Volari, Nature and Plague dragons respectively, both farmers. Sagebrush grew up in the Abiding Boneyard and has used her Nature magic to nurture plants in otherwise harsh conditions. On the other hand Volari uses his Plague magic to cultivate hardier, disease- or bug-resistant crops. (it's worth noting that i'm a nature clan and most of my dragons live in the viridian labyrinth)

30. an otherwise unremarkable weapon

ough this one is tough.. it's a bit open-ended so i decided to be a bit loose with my interpretation and pick a couple instances that could fit! and I decided to do a sketchy illustration because i can >:3c

some of my dragons use unorthodox items as weapons. Etera uses an ice pick as a sort of long-range combination lasso/throwing blade (and she's a menace with it too)

And then there's Seager, whose otherwise ordinary spear is a sort of conduit for his magic, allowing him to extend the limits of his water magic as well as channel lightning through it using an artifact called Perun's Eye. As far as anyone knows, he's the only one capable of wielding at the full extent of its power, probably due to the nature of his curse. teehee i love dropping lore with no context and then not elaborating

50. your favorite lore tidbit!

exercising self-restraint and only picking one tidbit this time:

beastkeeper Rika's Friend Anole, Ant. He wears a tiny sweater.

#nightlight mail #ask game #lore #my dragons #my art

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