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Pokémon Best Wishes Season 2: Episode of N, Episode 12

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B A S I C S

full name: Natural Harmonia Gropius

age: 16 - 18(verse dependent)

gender: Male

sexuality: ???

pronouns: He/him/his

O T H E R S

family: Ghetsis Harmonia Gropius(adoptive father/biological uncle), Anthea Harmonia Gropius(adoptive sister), Concordia Harmonia Gropius(adoptive sister)

birthplace: White Forest

job: King of Team Plasma

phobias: Hydreigons, abandonment, physical violence towards both humans and pokémon.

guilty pleasures: He doesn’t really know how to feel guilty about enjoying something.

hobbies: Solving geometric puzzles, solving mathematic equations, spending time with Pokémon, travelling, people watching, amusement parks, researching different Pokémon habitats, making and brewing tea, reading and playing with kids toys.

M O R A L S

morality alignment? Lawful Good

sins?   pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, wrath, sloth

virtues?   chastity, temperance, charity, diligence, patience, kindness, humility

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert / extrovert / ambivert

organized / disorganized

close minded / open-minded

calm / anxious

disagreeable / agreeable 

cautious / reckless

patient / impatient

outspoken / reserved

leader / follower

empathetic / unemphatic

optimistic / pessimistic

traditional / modern

hard-working / lazy

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“You look like you could use a hand.”

𝔽𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤   ♚   @elxtricblue

Of all the Pokémon for Reshiram to bring him too…

Natural stood before Zekrom frozen in his place, eyes wide and lips parted in awe. A far different picture from how he’d previous stood before the dragon, with his arms spread beckoning him in for a fight over false truth and ideals. Yet, something was amiss, someone was missing, and perhaps that was what cause the horrible sinking feeling in Natural’s chest.

Where is he, he wanted to demand, as if he was still a pretend king with a paper crown on his head. However, Natural had learned the hard way that demanding anything, friendship included, from these dragons resulted in pain.

He had the scars from Reshiram’s fiery claws to prove it.

❝Zekrom…❞ Was all he could breathe out, heart thumping loud in his ears, only spurred on by the nudge Reshiram gave him to his back.

【 The human of truth requires assistance, yes. 】Reshiram would speak for it’s human if it was stunned into silence then, which was certainly unusual. Natural was a chatterbox. However, Reshiram had also noticed something missing from this scene.【 You are without the human of ideals? 】

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Thanks pokemon generations im thinkin about N again

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“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

𝔽𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤   ♚   @splitcomplementary

A… Picture? As in a photograph? 

Well, of course, a photograph was a medium that would likely preserve a moment beyond a human life span, provided that it doesn’t somehow get destroyed.

But that was a strange request to ask a stranger, who was Natural, who had been staring long and hard at the doors of the Viridian City gym, heart pounding in his ears. He couldn’t face to battle gym leaders and challenge a league(not again anyway), but he had questions.

Gym Leaders were wise, they were strong, they would surely provide him with the truth he so desperately sought after! Which was why Reshiram brought him there, right?

Instead Natural was met with… That.

❝A photograph is likely to surpass our lifespan, yes.❞ He blinked once. Was this the Gym Leader? He would have glanced to Reshiram if the Pokémon hadn’t been securely in it’s ball in Natural’s pocket. For it’s safety, of course. Natural didn’t particularly enjoy keeping a Pokémon like that cooped up. ❝Um, apologies. I don’t have a camera… Are you the Gym Leader here?❞

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viridianwanderer‌:

While Green might have appreciated the stranger’s attempt to make him feel better, it didn’t really work. He knew logically there was very little chance of the two of them falling – that the ferris wheel was built for this, so long as he didn’t do anything stupid. And even if he did fall, he could have Pidgeot catch him. He knew that logically, but it didn’t prevent him from getting the heebie-jeebies. That was the thing about phobias; they were irrational!

Of course, then the stranger trailed off about how there was a possibility of the world imploding, which made Green frown. “From what, a hole in the middle of the world or somethin’? Don’t think that’s how it works,” he responded, trying his best not to look over the edge anymore. It wasn’t helping him feel any better.

The stranger went on to talk about Hoenn, which Green listened to. Maybe a distraction of conversation was what he needed, since he was trapped up here anyway. Granted, the person serving the distraction was at fault for him being here in the first place… But there was little he could do about that at the moment. He’d scold him more properly when the guy didn’t have a chance to push him out the carriage.

“Kanto,” he answered him. “Right next to Johto. Like, a quick surf away. Guessin’ you come from here – you sound like the locals.”

He sounded like the locals-- Ah. For a brief moment Natural’s heart skipped a beat, and he paused, bringing a hand up to his chest to clutch his shirt above his heart. Odd, wasn’t it? How such a simple phrase could make him feel... Something.

Natural wasn’t quite sure what he felt, but it was something. Something that made him smile softly.

He was a local... Sort of. If being raised underground in a castle counted as being a local. He wished, with all his heart actually, that he could be. Human’s experienced so much love, he had come to realise throughout his travels, and he was so glad! But also envious...

If only he was a local human, with a heart, that could understand the concept of love. Instead he was...

... A freak.

❝Mm.❞ He made a sound of agreement softly, removing his hat from his head to lay it in his lap instead. ❝My name is N. I was once the King of Team Plasma.❞ Oh, what a nostalgic scene. It was a shame that the human sitting across from wasn’t the same as the one from two years ago.

❝So, I suppose you could say that I am a local...❞ 

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- ̗̀  —-  ➸     olympian aesthetics

aphrodite          laughter-loving, sweet smiles, dressed in silk and satin, flower in their hair, thrives on attention, sees the world as a runway, unapologetically sexual, the sea washing their ankles, in love with love, stirrer of passion, cunning concealed by painted lips, secret daggers, doves, revolution in their kiss, delighting in the waves, flirtatious winks, strolling along the beach, staring wistfully from a balcony, this is how to be a heartbreaker, your girlfriend thinks they’re attractive, wants to be adored, gets turned on by danger

apollo         glitz and glamour, art galleries, turning the volume up, being made of gold, neatly-organized music sheets, notebooks filled with poetry, bathing in the sunlight, the powerful urge to create, collecting vinyl records, beautiful cover of wonderwall, playing multiple instruments, tasting like sunshine, healing touch, speaking in prophecies, smile mingled wrath, shunning lies, sporting shades, hanging out at music festivals with their friends, sleeps naked, arrow to the heart, paint brushes, probably has a tinder account

ares          armed for battle, wants to raise a dog with their significant other, soft spot for children, gives piggyback rides, scarred body, blood on their hands and face, willing to fight the world for the ones they love, fights against injustice, warm hugs, well-worn combat boots, boxing gloves, bandages wrapped around bruised knuckles, fist raised in protest, ignites revolutions, fear is a prison, more sensitive than what their tough shell will make you think, exhausted, damaged goods, force to be reckoned with, red roses, curses under their breath

artemis         keen sense of a hunter, freckles like constellations on their skin, piercing eyes, disheveled braid, moonlight peeking through the shadows, the calm of the forest at night, lying on the grass and staring at the stars, mother doe and her fawn, protecting their kin, the moon shimmering on a still lake, quiver full of arrows resting against the bark of a tree, running with wolves, bonding while circled around a campfire, not being much of a people person, arrow hitting a target, popping egos, patience on 3%, touches heaven and returns howling

athena          discerning gaze, unreadable face, the patience of a lifelong teacher, quiet museums, owl perched on their finger, armor that intimidates, eye for architecture, plays the sims for the sole purpose of building houses, studied the blade while everyone else was busy getting laid, big fan of logic, loves brain teasers, go-getter, balls of wool displayed on shelves, ancient buildings, sweaters in neutrals and cool colors, hair done up, can kill you with their brain, heads to the library often to research, sharpened pencils, abs that can cut steel,stoic statues, pottery classes  

demeter          soil-covered hands, smile that can bloom flowers, skin loved by the sun, being the mom-friend, can lift you and your friends, flowers kept in the pockets of overalls, takes pride in their beautiful garden, speaks to their plants (elementals), leaves rustling in the wind, stalks of wheat, picking fruit, greenhouses, heart as strong as a mountain, values simplicity, daisies dotted across a collarbone, curls crowned with flowers, folded pile of sweaters in warm hues, pulling out fresh-baked bread out of the oven and the smell wafting through the air

dionysus          drunk shitposter, on their sixth glass of wine before you’ve even finished your second, seductive smirks, untamed curls, rich fabrics on dark skin, sleek-furred panthers, theater masks, stage productions, receiving a standing ovation, rose caught between their teeth, being the baby of the bunch, wild parties that last from sundown to sunup, creeping vines, inspiring loyalty, grand opera houses, masquerade balls, rolls of film, shattered chandeliers with broken glass scattered across the wine-spilled floor, pouring champagne into flutes, lives for the applause

hephaestus         the calloused hands of someone who knows labor, sweaty brow, flame burning in their eyes, inventive mind, broad shoulders, steampunk goggles, nuts and bolts stored away in little boxes, ashes, striking a match, blueprints for future projects, fixing up a busted up car and giving it cool upgrades, wrestles with bitterness, work boots have seen better years, wrinkled plaid shirts, iron melted in blazing fire, huge jackets,crafting masterpieces, greased-stained overalls, fascination with robotics, pain is fuel, stack of weaponry, even their muscles have muscles

hera         resting bitch face, dressed to the nines, cows grazing on a pasture, cool rain, loving and hating fiercely, hand clutching a string of pearls, large chandelier with glittering crystals, plays the sims for the sole purpose of killing off their sims, romance to realism, pictures of the sky while flying on a plane, files that under fuck it, downs glasses of wine as they relax with a scented bubble bath and netflix, like their selfie or you’re grounded, knows 57 convenient ways to murder a man, dark eyes that penetrate your soul, marble and gold

hermes         devil-may-care smile, ink-stained hands, always up-to-date on the latest technology, will steal your french fries, does it for the vine, shitposter, puts googly eyes on everything, meme hoarder, long drives on the highway, ma and pop diners, spontaneous road trips, folded maps, fingers dancing across the keyboard of a laptop, shooting hoops on the basketball court, chatting up strangers as you all journey to your own destinations, goes jogging in the morning, mixes redbull with coffee, menace on april fool’s, hoodies and sneakers

poseidon          storm with skin, colorful coral reefs, waves crashing against the shore, the sea casting its spell, stroking the soft fur of a cat, their heart pounding as their horse’s gentle trot speeds into a gallop, tousled locks, clothes smeared with paint, owns several sketchbooks yet always yearns for more, leather jackets, fondness for diy projects, handwriting that flows across the page, nimble fingers playing the strings of a violin, velvety singing voice that haunts your dreams, mood as ever-changing as the sea, the roar of a motorcycle, compass with a spinning arrow

zeus          thunder in their heart, running on coffee, flash of lightning, natural charisma, eloquence, badass in a nice suit, aficionado of history, force of nature, lenny face, pretends they don’t have feelings but they do, nightmare-filled nights, proud arm around their lover’s waist, high-rise buildings, planes soaring through a cloudless sky, technician on the piano, maintains order, strong handshake, juggling multiple events on their busy schedule with ease, most likely to be voted class president out of their peers (even when he didn’t enter himself), expensive watch

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viridianwanderer‌:

Yeah, you didn’t have to tell Green about that. Green could already tell that reading the atmosphere was definitely not this guy’s strong suit – or listening to anyone besides himself talk, actually. After all, Green was making it pretty clear he didn’t want to be up here with him.

But he realized he was stuck now, and there was nothing to be done about it, and being unpleasant about it was just going to make the ride more unpleasant for him than it already was. And so he continued to grip tightly onto the railing and listened best he could through the roar in his ears to this guy’s ramblings about his usual partner, and about how blind he was about how pretty Nimbasa City was.

“Yeah, a lot of towns are like that,” Green responded, keeping the irritation at this situation and his fear out of his voice the best he could. “Blends of nature an’ people. Hoenn seems like it does it the best.”

At least, it had out of all the regions he’d traveled to so far.

“Also, you prob’ly can’t ride with Pokémon ‘cause of weight distribution or something.” … He shouldn’t have said that. Now he was thinking of the carriage falling down again because it was too heavy. He frowned at the window; despite knowing it a bad idea, he couldn’t help but look down at the ground that a part of him was sounding the alarm that he’d go splat on if he dared move more than an inch from his spot.

Out of the corner of his eye Natural saw Green glance down, and it was only then he noted(with some amusement) that perhaps this human was afraid of heights. Yet he sat there and continued to put on a brave face, what a funny human this one was...

❝You mustn’t worry,❞ he smiled across the carriage at Green. ❝These rides are built with safety in mind, the formulas are near perfection! Of course there is a slight possibility that they could fail... But there is also a slight possibility that the world will implode tomorrow!❞

Perhaps that wasn’t the most comforting of words, but Natural certainly didn’t notice and instead let his mind trail off into thoughts of Nimbasa, then Unova, then all the other regions he had visited on the back of Reshiram...

They all had their own balance, but Natural was particularly fond of Unova.

❝Hoenn is beautiful.❞ He stated after a moment of silence. ❝Out of all the places I have been, there is nowhere else that has that perfect harmony between land and sea...

❝Unova is my favourite though.❞ He let his land rest against the glass. Unova had taught him something special, even if Natural found it difficult to believe that he deserved to step foot in a region he damaged so horribly. 

❝... You are not from here.❞ He turned his attention back to Green. ❝Where do you come from? You sound similar to those I met in Johto.❞

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viridianwanderer‌:

This weirdo wound up pulling Green into the carriage with him, which had Green letting out a yelp as the door closed behind him and he stared out at it… This would be a bad time to tell this guy that heights made him nervous, wasn’t it?

He gripped onto the railing – he couldn’t imagine in what weirdass world it would require two people to ride in a carriage, but whatever; it wasn’t like he knew better enough to argue with him. And right now, he’d rather not get into a fight with the one person he was in here with, even if stranger danger alarm bells were ringing all over the damn place. “Right… So that’s why you had to yank me in here…”

He really, really didn’t have to and Green was not buying it for one second.

He may or may not have been looking into emergency exits at the moment. He was practically sweating bullets and his stomach was doing somersaults, but like he was going to show that to some random guy he didn’t know! His laugh was a freaked out laugh, but hopefully he wouldn’t pick up on it. Hopefully.

“Do you always do this with strangers? ‘cause I can’t imagine you have a lot of friends this way,” he grinned at him, showing all of his teeth.

Reading the atmosphere perhaps wasn't Natural's strongest point, or perhaps he was still too focused on the pure joy he felt upon being on that ferris wheel that he didn't notice Green gripping the railing and sweating. He couldn't imagine anyone not liking the ferris wheel, afterall. The view was beautiful, and the mechanical workings of cogs spinning together in the exact correct position at the exact time, the  perfect calculations that took to make the ride possible was fascinating.

Humans could be such wonderful creatures at times, so knowledgeable and hard working. It was a shame they could also be so careless and cruel sometimes too...

With his eyes firmly glued out the window, Natural kept smiling to himself as the wheel climbed higher and higher, his heart racing with excitement the further up they got. Not even a glance at Green as he spoke and seeing that huge toothy grin was enough to bring him down, he was far too high up on cloud nine.

❝No.❞ Natural hummed his response. ❝My usual partner generally shows up every Friday, that is the only time I ride the ferris wheel... Before that there was only one other person I had ever ridden before, and they're...❞

He trailed off. Long gone.

❝... Far away now.❞ His smile momentarily falter. ❝I wish you could ride with Pokémon, that would be much easier for me than with humans.❞ He quickly continued, eyes firmly glued back out the carriage.

❝--Nimbasa is so beautiful from this height. All the lights make you appreciate the the efforts of humankind to create such compact civilisation. It also makes you appreciate the quiet darkness of the forests just outside, the fact that Nimbasa shares it's land with nature, being so bright and bustling but yet it refuses to disturb anymore of nature than it must.❞ He breathed out a deep sigh, ❝how could I have been so foolish as to desire such strict lines of definition? This city is built upon shades of grey. I was blind not to see that...❞

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Sorry, but Green didn't really have a choice. That wasn't a question, but a command, and no sooner had Natural thrown a couple of Poké dollars at the disgruntled employee manning the wheel had he pulled Green inside by the sleeve somehow. Sometimes it was amazing what strength passionate humans had, it was certainly something special that humans had.

Natural had memorised the differences between each carriage, and the one he found himself in was the one with two slight scratches on the Pokéball design. Perhaps he would suggest a paint touch up on the way out...

It also wasn't the carriage he met that certain person in, which was okay. Honestly, Natural would rather not be in that carriage without them.

He sat almost instantly, face practically pressed against the glass as he stared out over Nimbasa and the forests leading out to White Forest. Beautiful. The wheel hadn't even set off, and he was already in awe--

And not alone.

❝My apologies,❞ he finally spoke up upon remembering that he had dragged another human into the wheel with him. A human who happened to not be Nate...

Whoops.

❝You need two to ride,❞ he explained, ❝and it doesn't appear as if my usual partner is showing up today.❞ He pulled a smile, wide and bright. Even if he was with a complete stranger, the ferris wheel was Natural's happy place.

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disappear for two months?? me??? never. i also may have a Red blog now too! shhh tho.... :3c

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王様とか女神とかゲスとか

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newspecie‌:

『Oh! Well if we do that, you need to close your eyes, right?』 Mew drifted around the human, making its way over to the large dragon behind him. Fearlessly, it reached to cover the creature’s eyes with its paws. 『Like this! That’s how you play hide-and-seek, or else you’ll find me right away!』

With that, it twirled and made its way back over to the human, patting him lightly on the hair. 『So… Close your eyes!』 

Mew was just happy that it got a new playmate right now! Even if the human seemed troubled. Mew could probably help with that, but it was game time right now. La~ter.

Reshiram barely lifted its head at the very tiny pink paws that attempted to cover its eyes. Perhaps it had brought it’s human here for more than a playdate, but who was it to complain? It’d flown all over, spent countless nights watching over it’s human as it carelessly slept out in the wild, it was about time it caught itself some rest.

Which it did, settling down into the grass, watching as Natural covered his eyes and began to count before Reshiram closed it’s own for a nap.

❝Okay, okay! One, two, three...❞ Natural counted, loud and clear. Lonely games had proven that he could count into the hundred thousands, but today he would only count to ten.

❝... Nine, ten! Ready or not, here I come!❞ He called, the smile on his face probably the brightest smile he had ever had.

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Closer and closer drew the human to Mew’s hiding place, but it remained still, giggling all the meanwhile as it watched him tiptoe around. It knew that he could hear it, but that was okay – it wanted to be found.

And found it was, which had Mew chirp happily.

『Oh, no! You found me! You found me! You! Found! Me!』

It twirled in the air in front of him, flying around his head with peals of laughter leaving its tiny lips, before it hovered in front of him with a cheery Mew-smile on its face.

『What are you going to do now that you found me, Mister? You would be very good at hide-and-seek! Reshiram didn’t even say where I was!』

It twirled, it dipped and curled in the air. Giggling and laughing like crazy, and Natural would say he hadn’t witnessed anything like it before, if this scene wasn’t so familiar. He’d done this all before, when he was younger and when his mind wasn’t so clouded. Chased and played and laughed with his friends until it turned dark and cold, so he’d snuggle up to his warmest friend to keep warm.

Until someone came and took him away.

But he felt as if he was back now, smiling just as wide as he began to giggle along with the creature.

❝Well... I can count, and you can hide! Then I’ll chase you some more!❞ If Natural had glanced over to where he left Reshiram, he would have seen the bird huff as if it expected this kind of scene of play out between Natural and this new friend.