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                              Ꭵ ᎠᎾᏁ'Ꮖ ᎳᎪᏁᏁᎪ ᎳᎪsᏆᎬ mᎽ ᏆᎥmᎬ

bᎬᏟᎾmᎬ ᎪᏁᎾᏆhᎬᏒ ᏟᎪsuᎪᏞᏆᎽ Ꮎf sᎾᏟᎥᎬᏆᎽ

                             Ꭵ'ᏞᏞ ᏁᎬᏉᎬᏒ fᎪᏞᏞ ᎥᏁ ᏞᎥᏁᎬ

bᎬᏟᎾmᎬ ᎪᏁᎾᏆhᎬᏒ ᏉᎥᏟᏆᎥm Ꮎf ᎽᎾuᏒ ᏟᎾᏁfᎾᏒmᎥᏆᎽ

                             ᎪᏁᎠ bᎪᏟᏦ ᎠᎾᎳᏁ!

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me: sees drama

me: (chanting) FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!

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On Dawn, her training, her scars, and Iron Island

Dawn had done pretty good in her adventure up until battling Maylene: it was actually her first major lose during the League Challenge. Not only that, but she tried taking on Maylene herself, hand to hand.

So, that was more or less the first time Dawn was completely defeated: not just as a trainer, but as a person. She got her ass kicked in every way possible, and it felt awful. The worst she’d felt in ages.

So, her response? Train. Train a lot. And when she learned about Iron Island, she decided to make her way there.

Only telling her family, Professor Rowan, and Rowan, Dawn basically disappeared off the face of the earth to train on Iron Island for a month. The kind of training this involved?

Extreme endurance, mostly: for her and her Pokemon. This meant thing like doing laps when holding Iron Balls or dragging a Lagging Tail, extraneous physical activity (and especially push ups), and even taking on Pokemon… or in her case, taking blows. Among the more extreme things she and all her Pokemon did was practice with Flame Orbs: herself included. This means doing things like doing laps holding one, or hugging it to her chest while doing sit ups and the like.

It certainly worked: she and her team came back stronger than ever, and cleared the gym. This has, however, left Dawn with many scars across her torso. They’re usually covered by her clothes and the like, but if she were to take them off you’d be greeted to the sight of scars taken from wild Pokemon and various burn scars from holding Flame Orbs: the worst of it being her right hand with some burn scars that, while not too serious and will fade in time, will never quite go away. Her team also bare scars from this training… training that they look to do every time they visit Iron Island.

None of them seem to mind: if anything, Dawn’s proud of the scars, and especially her Infernape is as well. She’d never force them through such rigorous training against their will: it’s something they all seem to enjoy.

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it should be remembered that dawn is a

very

very dirty fighter

stomping on shins, crotch blows (especially against men), fingers in eyes, and slamming peoples faces on her knees if they’re kneeling or down low, stomping and kicking people when they’re knocked down…

dawn doesnt fight fair lmao

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              ��                Ꭵ ᎠᎾᏁ'Ꮖ ᎳᎪᏁᏁᎪ ᎳᎪsᏆᎬ mᎽ ᏆᎥmᎬ

bᎬᏟᎾmᎬ ᎪᏁᎾᏆhᎬᏒ ᏟᎪsuᎪᏞᏆᎽ Ꮎf sᎾᏟᎥᎬᏆᎽ

                              Ꭵ'ᏞᏞ ᏁᎬᏉᎬᏒ fᎪᏞᏞ ᎥᏁ ᏞᎥᏁᎬ

bᎬᏟᎾmᎬ ᎪᏁᎾᏆhᎬᏒ ᏉᎥᏟᏆᎥm Ꮎf ᎽᎾuᏒ ᏟᎾᏁfᎾᏒmᎥᏆᎽ

                              ᎪᏁᎠ bᎪᏟᏦ ᎠᎾᎳᏁ!

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Permanent starter call

like for a quick starter~

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so i’m writing a

very happy oneshot as you can see

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“Nah, it’s both of ya. At least she’s young enough to have a chance at stop being miserable, though.”

“Just for clarification–she’s the one with issues.”

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“Oh yeah also: telling men to go fuck themselves was a big part of it too.”

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                                       sᎬᎬ mᎬ fᎪᏞᏞ ᎠᎾᎳᏁ                                        ᏞᎬᏆ mᎬ ᎠᎥᎬ hᎬᏒᎬ                                        sᏞᎾᎳᏞᎽ.                                       ᏁᎾᏆhᎥᏁᎶ ᎶᎾᎬs ᏒᎥᎶhᏆ                                        ᏁᎾᏆ Ꭺ ᏆᏒᎪᏟᎬ Ꮎf hᎾᏁᎬsᏆᎽ                          Ꭵ’m ᏆᎾ bᏞᎪmᎬ, sᎾ Ꭵ'ᏞᏞ ᏒᎬmᎪᎥᏁ.

ᵂʰʸ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ᵉᵛᵉʳ��ᵒᶰᵉ ᴵ ᵏᶰᵒʷ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ᶫᵉᵃᵛᶦᶰᵍ ᵐᵉ ʰᵉʳᵉ﹖ ᵂʰʸ ᵈᵒ ᴵ ᶠᵉᵉᶫ ˢᵒ ᵉᵐᵖᵗʸ ᶦᶰˢᶦᵈᵉ﹖ ᴵ ᵒᶰᶫʸ ʷᵃᶰᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵈᶦᵉ⋅⋅⋅

                                              Indie Miyu Shinohara. Crossover oriented.

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“Boy” (drabble)

Summary: Her past still felt like something she’d never be free from, years later.

(Trigger warnings below the cut for for transphobia, transmisogyny, misgendering, slurs, deadnaming, emetophobia)

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So, what ever happened to make you the way you are now?

“Ten years of homophobia, joining a gang, and 9 months in juvie for stealing a car and hitting a cop more or less.”

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chOKES MY FUCKING ASK BOX WAS CLOSED

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“Shit. Here I was thinking I had issues.”

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For the next five questions my muse can not tell a lie.

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a wip i never truly finished—so here’s a cleaned up version of it for your viewing pleasure

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“I have no idea. I just wanted to investigate it. Maybe it was a Pokemon. Maybe Cyrus wasn’t as dead as I thought he was being stranded in the Distortion World for five years. Maybe a nerd was dicking around with science and I paid the price for it.”

She brought a finger to her chin. “... I’d bet on a Pokemon. Something related to that trio, I think. Space and time and all that mumbo jumbo,” she said. “Ah, good, you know Cynthia too? Yeah I should, ah, talk to her or something...” Even the same name, huh?

She couldn’t help but smile. Was she that cute and innocence once? Before she let her life go to shit with nobody to blame but herself? She laughed at that comment about ‘hickie.’ “Well, if the hickie is bein’ given by a cute girl...” she shook her head. “Sorry, not appropriate.”

“... Hey, I’m more grown up than you,” Big Dawn said, puffing out a cheek.”That takes priority! ... ‘Sides, I’ve been talking like this since I was 13 anyway,” she said, biting down on her lip a bit after saying that.

“... Real talk, kid, you’re not in a gang or anything, right?”

                     “ Holes in the sky? And… geez, you fell through one.                    That sucks, big time. “ A chuckle, hearty and full of glee;                    sure, why not. Holes….. in the sky. Stranger things had                     happened. 

                “ Did a pokemon make it? Sounds like some nonsense                Palkia would dig its fat a… butt into. Maybe he’s finally                feeling better after everything that happened. At least… I                think that’s what Miss Cynthia would probably guess. “                She paused to consider the girl’s other questions.

                       “ I say enough bad words myself, but I don’t like to.                   So I try to not do it when I can. And… Yeah! My mama                   named me Hikari, but daddy, Benjie, and Barry always                   called me Dawn. So it stuck. I like it better, because Ben                   always said it sounds like my name is ‘hickie’. “ 

           Dawn looked the girl up and down;        she was bigger, sure. But not by much. 

                                     “ You don’t look that grown-up, by the way. “