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Pokemon Aesthetics: Drasna

“Oh, you! You’re too much! You and your Pokémon are simply charming!”

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He pulled his hand away from the ball as though he’d burnt his fingers on its surface - maybe he’d unknowingly given away too much after all, what other reason would she have to ask?

Or maybe it was just natural that she’d be curious. Why else would he take interest in the subject?

“I, uh…” He hesitated. This was the entire reason he’d come here in the first place. There couldn’t be any harm in answering truthfully… “Not much, but I do train one dragon type.” His hand disappeared back into his pocket. “One I met in while travelling in Unova. I like to do research on the species I work with, but it was near impossible to find anything helpful”

He frowned. “I don’t know if you’re familiar with Hydreigon? I managed to figure things out on my own, somehow, but, well… if I’d been better prepared, I could’ve avoided a lot of… problems.”

Problems was a good word, yes. Almost being torn to pieces definitely counted as a problem. “They can get extremely violent following their second evolution, which would’ve been useful information to have beforehand.”

Her disposition changed almost immediately. The veneer of a serene mother with gentle, chaperoning guidance exchanged for a critical eye of judgement found in those of high power. Brief as it was, it lingered on the boy the moment he mentioned he trained a dragon type, regardless if it was one or many. It was her territory -- her expertise. In a time gone past, her word may have been seen as absolute. Not anymore, of course. But she liked to think she still held some authority.

“I know of it well.” she answers, at first, mysteriously. Her intense gaze (one that had stared down the very dragons themselves) shifted away from him to the distance. Her tone matched her far-off look. “.. there is.. or was, a dragon clan within Unova.. their paragon was the Hydreigon. Foolish to think the patron of destruction cared for worship and hardly unsurprisingly their sect was short lived.”

She smiles and gone was the critic, back was the mother. She folded her hands in front of her as Drasna hummed softly. “But I speak of an old, ancient beast, not of his children. Their wanton chaos, if you can believe, has tempered over generations. I imagine you would have had quite a problem, yes. As misunderstood as I find them ... I would never advise any trainer to tame one. You have done well to utilise your intuition. I guarantee that would’ve been far more helpful than any guide-book, things like dietary habits aside.”

“But I suppose whilst you have my time, you may use it to ask any question you see fit regarding the species in question. Something I will be noting down for my guide-book if they do not heed my warnings regarding them, it is, as you say.. better to be prepared than not at all.”

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YOU DID NOT BREAK ME.

I AM THE VOICE OF THE ROARING SEA. I AM THE CLOAK OF THE STARLESS NIGHTS. I WAKE WHILE YOU SLEEP. I BURN WHILE YOU FALTER. I AM THE THING YOU FEAR MOST.

COURAGE IS A WOMAN, AND I AM SHE.

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I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas, I know I did!! I can’t wait to return to proper activity again, but I should be able to manage some of my drafts later tonight!

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❦ As friends/allies

Drasna would absolutely love to have Mewtwo as an ally. He’s extraordinarily powerful, and one can argue is somewhat draconic in nature given his origin/relation to Mew, the progenitor. However much of her goal, primarily is self interest. She wouldn’t “tame” him, but I’m not sure how he’d feel about more or less being used.

At first anyway. If they can get past that initial roadblock, respect is there to be further cemented between them.

shipping meme // @and-they-succeeded

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❦ (not in the romantic way but in the cool new dragon mom way)

Drasna, holding Zossie up: This is my child. Everywhere the light touches is your kingdom, princeps

No but for reals, she has major motherly feels for Zossie. I think it’s the fact that, despite her age, she carries herself so well it reminds Drasna of herself.. after all, Drasna was into “adulthood” by her clan standard around her age. I can’t explain it.. but something about her just hits that ‘MOTHER MODE’ button for her..

shipping meme // @aphotickid

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❦ !! For @kxkuko! Give me all the elderly bad ass friendship between them! Also extra points for their heights difference!!

I live for tol and smol elderly badass ladies that will rip you to shreds if you don’t show them your utmost respect!! They’re already forces of nature alone, but put them together as friends and it’s possible cataclysmic results.. for the world, anyway.

shipping meme // @pokemusesvani

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As if it needed to be said, but ❦

I agree with your response to my ask as well. I haven’t really had the chance to consider shipping on Drasna (anything that goes deeper beyond familial relationships because she IS a motherly figure) as I’m fairly new but Giovanni, along with a sparse few others are likely to have any “real” chance with her. He fits the criteria and then some for a model king consort within her clan. 

I’m eager to explore every kind of relationship possibility they hold. It’s good stuff :D

shipping meme // @geoforza

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Send a ❦ if you'd consider shipping our muses.

bonus if you add a type of ship you’d like them to be or a thread idea for our muses.

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A monster verse with Drasna as an actual Dragon is basically just canon anyway because of her bloodline--

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The wind blows and a thousand wounded panthers leap out from my mouth.

— Mohsen Emadi, tr. by Sholeh Wolpé, from “Blood’s Voice,”

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geoforza: 

“I feel exactly the same, as it were. I don’t mean to imply anything more than the joy in their power. If anything, I sympathize. I understand it first hand. But, being a scholar and scion, one with such a colorful history, I cannot hope to fathom it as intimately as you do, can I?”

Admittedly, this was more enjoyable than he’d hoped. Of course he had his ulterior motives, but he’d be lying if tales of this woman didn’t entice him. It had been some time since he’d stood against someone with the same weight of gravitas as himself. A challenge…or perhaps even an equal? A chance to become even more powerful. Giovanni would wrestle the devil himself if he had the chance, but for now, he’ll settle for a mother of dragons.

“Yes. In fact, it is. I am nothing if not brazen. Fear does not sway me from truth, is that not the parable behind the story of your hydra?”

“Strength & power are not mutually exclusive. The Hydreigon is strong, but lacks proper direction. I see you quite the opposite ... there is a measure of control. Of restraint.. or, more accurately.. ambition.” Perhaps the closest thing to a compliment she’d offer, though it would’ve been hard to notice given the steely tone that inflected her voice. 

The only equals that had stepped to the scion were dragon acolytes of exact status. To find such a quality in a man like Giovanni brought her arrogance to a pause, akin to admiration, however brief it was. Alas, she held a mother’s caution, something the mythical beasts of her flock would lack. Such a thing was too often perceived as weakness -- when to her, it was survival. 

“You are indeed fearless, but is recklessness truly bravery, I wonder? Some may consider this a foolish endeavour to even try.” Drasna watches his face carefully, the shift of amber-brown eyes to take in every detail, gaze intense as a dragon’s judgement.  “What tribute would I gain should I offer the answers you seek, hm?”

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I am tempered steel and open flame

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You think these words sting? Imagine what my sword can do.

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achromatico:

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“Good afternoon, madam. Would you be kind to inform me where is the nearest Pokemon Center? Seems my Pokemon sustained more damaged than they were able to, it’s a pity…”

“-- Oh goodness.. are they alright?” Obviously not if they’d sustained injury, so she was quick to clarify by offering; “I can take a look at them if you’d like, I am well versed in Pokémon healthcare... the nearest Pokémon centre is in town which is about a half hour walk or seven minute flight..”

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I look for those with hidden wings, and for scars  that those who once had wings can’t hide.

Stephen Dunn, from Between Angels: Poems; “Mon Semblable,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

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knightoftao:

“I’ve been called the latter much more then the former. I simply like to call it having good faith in others.”

     Artorius caught the Noivern looking at the berries in his bowl, so he’d simply pass the bowl over before taking out another one, reaching into his satchel to fish out a flask, picking some berries out of his satchel and dropping them into the bowl before pouring the water in. Giving a thoughtful hum while doing this, he’d close the flask and place it back into his satchel before taking a mortar out of his little pile of tools, grinding up the berries inside of the bowl and mixing it with the water,

“I am Artorius, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, and welcome you into my hearth, regardless of how temporary it is.”

     Dipping his head to Drasna as a sign of respect, he’d eventually stop grinding the berries up once the water inside his bowl was a swirl of different colors, picking out the stems and other various bits he didn’t care for from the stew before he’d place the bowl over the fire.

“Would you mind if I asked for your names?”

The elderly bat-dragon need not even leave from his roost to grab at the bowl; unfolding one wing limb. It was brief, but a show of just how wide the wingspan of the magnificent beast truly was --- alongside noticeable weathered rips within the leathery underside. He exchanged a look with Drasna briefly, whom nodded, allowing him to tuck into the fresh berries rather messily. The tip of his tail twitched content at his satisfaction.

Drasna watched the flames & the process of the stew absentmindedly, mind turning to matters before they lucked upon the sanctuary. There was still quite a journey to the mountainside where her task’s objective lay, though her lips pressed into a thin frown not for the journey ahead but the reasoning why. The dragon clan.. even now, her name being mud, she was still obligated to perform her duties..

She blinked, attention returning to the Lopunny when he’d asked her a question. She took a moment before she answered, deciding to be honest. Whilst there may have been a possibility of him knowing her clan, it shouldn’t be a problem.. in theory.

『Dracaena, scion of clan Lilia.』She introduced factually, yet still wreathed in pride & perhaps a touch arrogance. The human dipped her head briefly in respect, before her hand moved to gesture to the dining Noivern. 『 My soul-half, Amatus. The pleasure is ours, truly, to be fortunate enough to happen across a noble heart. Trying to find an inn in this darkness & this far off from the city would have surely cost exuberantly.. 』

There’s a pause, hands folded neatly onto her lap, intense gaze of earth & amber coloured eyes scrutinising the Pokémon, even though the rest of her features remained unfeelingly icy.  『... Forgive me for prying, but this.. camp, you say is temporary..? Are you a traveller, then? 』