#Blizzard mew form

[bluejay-flies]

I was going to reveal this in story, but after going on hiatus for a while I’ve decided just to tell you guys lol

Here are the mitten’s official names!

I felt like sketching them out on paper instead of digitally, so for clarity the one of the left is the blue mew, and on the right is Blizzy :>

I’m also going to try something a little bit different in the hopes of kicking this blog back up. Indigo is unavailable for asks at this time, but Older Bluebell is! Any asks sent to him will be far in the future, and maybe you’ll get some future lore 👀

[quins-makeshift-menagerie]

Oh my goodness it’s been two years?? I might’ve arrived late but wow, that’s crazy! Congrats!

Dropping by my precious boy Blizzard into your ask box in celebration :>

Mew/two form is up to you!

Man you can just hand me a cutie and say “pick one” I had to flip a coin!!!

[metalmewtwo-kxb]

drabble 1 - The Lost

(set many years the future, year unknown. art included.)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

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Benta found himself veering far off course of his initial route as he raced through the forest, trying to magnify powers past their limit as the blizzard swelled around him faster than he had anticipated. The thick clusters of trees were his only cover from getting blown to the ground, and he was doing all he could to keep any of the increasing cold from reaching the frozen kit in his hands. Smaller pokemon taking shelter within the trees shielded their heads and faces, a few even giving off barks and squeaks of alarm as they were startled farther into hiding at the appearance of him speeding by.

He didn't like disturbing them in such a manner. But it couldn't be helped in the wake of such an emergency.

When the weather grew too dense, he switched gears and tapped into his cybernetic enhancements, activating the sharper features of his right eye to scan his surroundings and navigate him through the falling snow. He knew exactly the kind of place he needed to be, relaying the basic information to the guidance system. Even without a perfect visual, the screen of his synthetic eye lit up with a yellow crosshairs to point out the ideal target location, and indicated its distance.

Forty-five meters and decreasing fast. Then past a certain point, the most intense gusts of wind were suddenly cut off.

The forest thinned out, turning into a clearing of snowdrifts below a rocky cliff where more trees were sparsely placed. The opening of a dark cave along the wall came into view just beyond the white veil.

He blinked to deactivate the scanner. There! Benta made a bee-line for it, only disrupted by a strong draft that tore through the clearing. Righting himself in mid-flight and forcing his way past it Benta dove into the cave, bringing himself to a screeching stop with a summersault in the air due to the sudden disappearance of the oncoming wind.

He had been nearly blinded by the snow and small crystals of ice started to form on his cloak and face, but he made it. Though that didn't mean it was over yet.

Once he shook himself and used his powers to thaw out, he assessed things quickly. He needed fire, and a means to light it. In less of an urgent matter he could scavenge for wood outside the cave. Right now he didn't have that luxury. Thinking about the patch of forest overhead though, he searched along the ceiling. In heading further to the back he discovered the plethora of both dry and frozen roots that cracked through the earth in the efforts to expand.

They were not entirely ideal, but would have to do. Beggars can't be choosers.

Taking one hand away from the mew kit, he grabbed one of the larger collections of roots and ripped them down, then used his psychic power to tear down more.

How many do I need? Is this enough? Will these even light??

His mind spun, only being able to act without entirely thinking it through. All he instinctively knew is he needed to get the kit warm and it's body thawed out as soon as possible.

In seconds he messily gathered roots and rocks together to create a fire pit far away from the cave entrance, and focused a Charge Beam to light it with a concentrated spark. Due to the current condition of the wood though, it was taking longer to totally ignite.

Curse it! Benta impatiently sat close to the faintly smoldering pit, bringing the kit out from under his cloak. Its hide had become awkwardly damp from the heat of his fur but it was still cold and stiff. So, in his whirl of frustration over the slowness of the fire, he began fiercely rubbing at the kit's body with his paws. He wasn't terribly cold himself, yet couldn't stop from shaking.

Little by little the creature's limbs and tail started to go limp as its muscles thawed. Though it remained curled up and unmoving, and to Benta's sinking dread the small hint of aura that he could see was starting to fade.

Come on-- why are you not breathing?? As much pressure and heat as he was applying by hand alone, there should have been some kind internal activity by now. At least something. Anything.

Once more he quickly ran through his thoughts. When he resumed his task, this time he decided to force air into its nose and mouth in methodical, repetitive intervals. Maybe its lungs were still in shock. Maybe it couldn't breathe.

But, he knew how to fix that from another experience years ago. One he hated to think about. Even so, in a kit this size it would still work.

At least...he certainly hoped so...

Time dragged on, and Benta's arms trembled more and more as he continued well past the survival point. As if there was an incessant tap at the back of his brain telling him to keep trying, even though another part told him it was futile. Not even the fire was fully lighting yet... So, maybe it was.

He looked down at the motionless kit he cradled in his hands with defeat edging into his face, now panting from the pounding in his head and in his chest. It felt as though he was running rather than sitting, and there was nothing to show for it...

One more time... That nagging voice persisted anyway. Just one more time.

Whether desperation, stubbornness, a lack of basic sense, or even the fact that he was too tired to see reason...he tried again.

...and again.

And again.

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(To be Continued)

[archaeiccoffeedrinker]

Breakthrough.

KURIOS LOG ███ - DRACONIC ALIVE.

It awoke. Shackled to the bench we created it on... It wasn't perfectly together I wished I had more time before it would awaken but.. It awoke. Though unstable it will last. I gave it to Articuno to perhaps mold it into not being dead in the next few hours. Lugia thinks I am mad for this idea. But what is madness exactly? I'd have to ask my 3 about that.

I picked Articuno out of it's siblings because Articuno is the most likely to not go crazy training it... Albeit Articunos nature is not a good part of this. The blizzard it was formed from is near constantly ready to ice a planet the size of the 6th from the central star of my testing.

Other notes? Long-term evolution has grown. I start to see the first non mew lifeforms in sea. I planted a few hundred mew in the stars now. They will cause giant population eventually knowing how growth of just the test world Terra has been. Some of my disciples have taken fondness to the world shaped by Groudon, Kyogre and Rayquaza after the meteor shower ended. Though I am afraid that those 3 are more distant now than ever.

Originally, those 3 were more complacent with eachother, now they grow more... violent. Rayquaza has been the only one to seek help out of the 3. It's a smart wyrm in that regard. I need to further investigate this primal fury that has swept my disciples... Regigias had to move the continents lately, splitting it's creations. I need time to think about my next move carefully...

The eggs cracked. I guess that experiment of channeling my powers worked... First egg was one I will make my heir to distortion and divine. The next 2 will be my other domains of space and time.

[team-heavenly]

And Now, An Interlude

I did coast through Blizzard Island pretty quick, but my next week or so is kind of insane. I'm out of state from 11/6-11/9 and I'm honestly not sure I can get the arc posted before then :(

But for every cloud, there's a silver lining. I definitely have time to share the nonsense I got into while I was stitching together the Sky Peak post. I really wanted to keep playing the game but without advancing the plot and getting ahead of the blog, so... I improvised.

This picture is basically the theme of the post so enjoy lol

(No, we did not recruit her unfortunately 😔)

First, I want to share some teammates I snagged... and some I lost.

LOOK AT THIS GOD TIER STARAPTOR. Literally the GOAT. I was so, so upset when our client Pidgeotto later got destroyed by a Monster House. I suppose I could have gone through with the defeat, but the risk of losing more than a few exclusive items just wasn't worth it.

But we did get to keep someone I'm pretty sure is Young Guildmaster Wigglytuff:

And HE COULD LEARN ROAR OF TIME. SO I SAID "SURE WHY NOT" AND GAVE HIM THE TM.

It's not a practical set of moves by any means (confusion from Petal Dance (which missed a whole ton anyway), 30% accuracy on Fissure, low PP and stall after using Roar of Time), but definitely fun to play with.

Andrea also tried learning Vine Whip upon level up, but... It wasn't very strong, so I passed on it. Honestly, unless she gets something incredible, I'm thinking her current move set is final.

...Yeah, I told you this was gonna be a common thread. Thankfully we dodged an encounter with the ancient god of the land because... *gestures to the stairs Being Right There*

After a few days of odd jobs, I realized I didn't want our duo getting too far along the experience curve. But how else could I satisfy my itch to keep playing this game? I could play as other Pokémon, sure, but most of them were far too weak for the average Bulletin Board request.

...And then I remembered: I hadn't tried a single dungeon from Poliwhirl's Dojo yet.

(Okay yeah I took these photos after completing all of them but shhhh)

This was our menu of offerings (loaded with affluence and laughter, apparently). Some were conquered on the first try. Some required a little bit of elbow grease. And some... well, they certainly put my patience to the test. I remember Affluent Turn, Hilarious Court, Prosperous Outback, and Hilarious Abyss being particularly troublesome.

"Wait, but aren't the dojo mazes only five floors-" Correct! But these dungeons are randomized like any other, meaning they have three things the mazes typically don't: traps, monster houses, and a whole lot of sticky items.

Granted, this was the squad:

But the traditional starters are well-boosted in the stats to begin with, so it wasn't too bad. And this is a randomizer, so...

I'msorryCharmanderlearnedWHAT?!

(I now want to watch an anime episode where a tiny Igglybuff and Charmander wreck Dialga's sh*t with Roar of Time.)

After enough tries, we were able to nudge the three starters towards evolution. And hilariously, they all insisted on learning OHKO moves (and Dig for some reason):

G-Grovyle, my beloved...

You Do Not See The Palkia, Grovyle Is Clearly Fighting Primal Dialga Here.

Yet the one thing that was consistent across these dungeons to the point of skepticism... was the sheer abundance of legendaries.

Like I honestly think it would be easier for me to list the legendaries NOT included. That's how many there were. Take a gander at this list (bold indicates the Pokémon sighted):

Kanto: Articuno, Zapdos, Moltres, Mewtwo, Mew

Johto: Raikou, Entei, Suicune, Lugia, Ho-Oh, Celebi

Hoenn: Regirock, Regice, Registeel, Kyogre, Groudon, Rayquaza, Jirachi, Deoxys (multiple forms, all mirage)

Sinnoh: Uxie, Mesprit, Azelf, Dialga, Palkia, Heatran, Regigigas, Giratina (both forms), Cresselia, Phione, Manaphy, Darkrai, Shaymin (both forms)

Most of these were in the Final Maze, too. No wonder it was called this instead:

In total, we only recruited two of these legends, which is pretty impressive when you remember you're forced into these places with an empty bag (so no items to help increase the recruitment rate). The first, as you can see above, was Uxie, one of the True Time Gear Guardians.

Not bad! Not bad at all.

And the second... the second is pretty special. I'm still giddy about it even all these days later:

😍 YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT. I RECRUITED THE LADY HERSELF!

I SCREECHED when I saw her in the dungeon to begin with, so you can imagine the commotion I made when she wanted to join the team!! When you talked to her in a dungeon, she even said the phrases. You know, stuff like hating the decay brought about by the world of darkness, and there being no need to worry because she can't ever be caught, of course!

I suppose she's a little confused by her displacement in time and space, but you know what? This really makes it feel like her... so I wouldn't have it any other way <3

She originally joined us at Level 38. I already knew, without a doubt, that she was gonna become a permanent fixture of the team. So I loaded her up with 3 Golden Seeds, every Gummi I had leftover from the mazes, and some Proteins.

Why Protein? Well, she originally knew... Tackle, Endeavor, Strength, and Meteor Mash lol. Her attack stat was also dreadfully low, so why not catch that up to the others when I happen to be swimming in Proteins?

I did also feed her some TMs to diversify the move set a little:

This shot is actually outdated already: presently she knows Super Fang instead of Rock Climb and Hidden Power instead of Defend Order.

There is one slightly unfortunate caveat to my sheer excitement:

Yeah... Normalize. So she can't benefit from the STAB on Giga Drain. But I suppose there are worse things.

Here's something I doubt many people have seen! You're technically not supposed to be able to speak with her in Rotom's Cafe, right? So of course I was dying to know what she said when you spoke to her there, and:

Forgive the desaturation and such, as you can see by the reflection I snapped this one with my phone 💀

Interesting, no? Read that again: Magneton. If you recall, that Pokémon was her replacement in the story! Funny to see it show up here, in what I can only presume is the title of her idle pose. For reasons unknown to me, sometimes she said "standby 2" instead.

Anyway, she and the Gabite you saw earlier were our tried and true teammates during our many, many attempts to conquer Massive Tomb. To skirt around the excess EXP problem, I simply reset whenever things went awry.

The thing with Massive Tomb is... It has 48 floors, right? (Which I found odd, why not make it 50 at that point?) And you're not allowed any items upon entry. So either you miraculously find a string of Secret Bazaars to replenish your belly until you find an Apple of some kind (lol) or you starved to death by floor 11. Oh, and basically every other floor was a Monster House. So it really came down to sheer luck.

There was one attempt where I got as far as 43F. But my string of good fortune turned sour: back-to-back Monster Houses slowly picked off my teammates and made Andrea run out of PP for Blizzard. So when we ran into yet another Monster House (this time mandatory), all it took was one Triple Kick from Persian before it's all over. That loss felt particularly devastating.

The one attempt that finally succeeded was the one where we didn't run into a single MH until we were over 2/3s of the way through. Although the one that did finally show up nearly ended me.

But finally... Finally!

YEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAW!

On the one hand: Can you imagine if the aura you got at the beginning was Brown? I would be so mad if I had two of the same color lol. Though on the other hand, aura color doesn't really matter? It only shows up in the flavor text and item sprite - the latter of which you only see if the item gets knocked off of you.

But hey, I'll take it. I'm just glad I finally got through the darn place!

Oh geez, this "mini update" was very close to 30 images somehow 😬 But I hope you enjoyed seeing this not-insignificant, optional part of the main world!

Bonus:

...Okay I guess I lied, we recruited three legends.

[silver-tooth-the-panther]

ObaMitsu Love Vore Fic?

(Pred Mitsuri caring for her boyfriend/husband)

Maybe Kaburamaru just hangs out on her neck/in her braids while she ‘belly snuggles’ Obanai?

(Awwww! This was so cute! Honestly I really should write more fics with them. They’re honestly one of the few straight ships I like. Hope you enjoy the story!)

Cozy and Warm

(An Obamitsu Vore Fanfic!)

Warnings: Just fluff and soft vore!

“Oh, I can’t wait for Obi to come home!” Mitsuri chirped to herself as she paced back and forth in their room. Her wings puffed up in excitement while she waited for her beloved husband. They were both sent on missions to patrol nearby towns, but they had to separate as their destinations weren’t the same. The Love Hashira was luckily able to head home after a few hours, but her husband wasn’t so lucky.

Mitsuri chirped and mewed as she paced. She was mostly excited, but a small amount of anxiousness was starting to prick at her mind. Thoughts like “Is he okay?” or “He probably would’ve mind called me if something happened, right?” plagued her mind. She tried her best to shake these thoughts off, but they were to no avail.

Mitsuri opened the door to their room and peaked outside, staring through the confusing, yet oddly comforting environment of the Infinity Castle. “I’m glad that we aren’t too far away from everyone now..” The Love Hashira chirped as she watched the Half Demons go about their business.

Then, a soft knock echoed from the other door. “S-sweetheart..I-I-it’s me..” Obanai’s voice was soft and oddly shaky, as if he just stepped out of an ice box. “Obi!” Mitsuri flew over to the over door and swung it open. However, what she saw almost brought her to tears.

Obanai was shaking profusely and his eyes had a sickly gaze in them. The bandages that usually covered his maw were off, revealing his snake-like maw which was dripping with black poison. He held his arms tightly against his chest, almost in a defensive position. “Obi! What happened?!” Mitsuri mewed, worriedly.

“D-damn bl-blizzard..” Obanai shivered and shook as he rested his head on Mistsuri’s chest. Kaburamaru stayed close to Obanai’s neck, trying to warm up himself. “Here, come inside!” Mitsuri took his hand and led him to their soft futon. Obanai’s steps were slow and weak as he followed her. Together, they sat on the futon and Mitsuri, being the sweet person that she was, was putting heavy and thick blankets around Obanai.

“Why did you stay out there for that long? You know that your body is incredibly sensitive to the cold!” The Love Hashira looked at him with a concerned gaze. “I’m sorry, dear. I just needed to make sure my patrol was done.” Obanai hissed softly as Kaburamaru stuck his head out of Obanai’s haori and slithered over to Mitsuri.

She gently picked up the snake, letting it slither around her neck and curl up. Mitsuri sighed while looking at Obanai. He was still shivering despite the thick blankets. Luckily, she knew what she had to do. “Obi, it’s okay. I can keep you warm, okay?” Obanai nodded, knowing what she was going to do.

Mitsuri scooted closer to him and kissed him softly, before lowering her jaws over his head. Obanai didn’t stir as he was carefully swallowed. The light pink walls were gentle with his aching body. A lovely warmth could be felt all around him which soothed his icy form.

Once she was far enough with the process, Mitsuri tilted her head back to swallow the last of her husband. Obanai cooed softly as he fully entered her stomach, curling up inside. He listened to her soft heartbeat and the noises her tummy was making. The Serpent Hashira wrapped his tail around his legs as he felt the last of the ice melt away from his soul. “Thank you, sweetheart.” Obanai purred quietly.

Mitsuri smiled as she held her tummy close. “Of course! It was the least I could do.” Kaburamaru softly nuzzled against her cheek, causing her to giggle. “Do you feel any better?” Mitsuri asked sweetly. “I believe so. It’s a lot warmer here than it is out there.” Obanai’s voice was muffled, but still audible.

“Well, I’m happy that you’re okay, Obi! You really scared me there!” Mitsuri chirped gently as she laid down, wrapping her wings around her and her stomach. “I’m sorry..I should’ve come home earlier.” Obanai hissed regretfully. “Hey, it’s okay. We’re together now and that’s all that matters, right?” Mitsuri chirped happily. Obanai looked around at his surroundings and smiled softly. “Right.”

[raguonmynieceandnephew]

Y'know a very niche pet peeve I have? When fanartists are doing their OCs, or characters from other media in the Pokémon world and say "this is what I think they would have on their team" and it's 5 regular pokemon and a random legendary, or worse, a mythical. Yeah, sure, of course Glinda has a fucking Mew. Y'know the mythical creature that is the common ancestor to every other form of life in the universe? Yeah, the pink one that looks like a cute lil kitty! Yeah, it's chilling in her purse, inside a fucking ball. Palkia is pink too, you should give it to her as well! Fuck you.

"OH but in the game you can-" bitch, that's a game. A real life game. I paid 60 dollars for that shit, it BETTER let me shiny hunt the fuck out of that Lugia. That's not what I'm talking about here. If you were an average trainer all you could hope for is to have some badges and open a moving company with the machamp tou got as a kid and some other bulky dudes you got in your short journey, and that's fine! But a legendary? Please.

And since the topic came to this, let me be real for a second: who tf do you think you are to compare yourself to the trainers on that game? Girl, I bet not even 10% of the population actually battles with their Pokémon. What? You think if pokemon were real you'd be walking around town with a Salamance doing gym challenges? Put that lvl 3 fucking Ralts back in it's ball before I kick it, bitch, don't piss me off. Matter of fact, are even allowed to have a psychic type? Where is your license? Where is its service vest? Yall really think you'd be walking around mounted on Rhyhorns and having pet Electrodes and what not when in reality all you normie ass mfers would sit tidy in your homes feeding kibble to your Glameows with everstones shoved up their asses cause you're too scared they would evolve into Puruglys because they're too high maintenence. The only time you'd see a Blastoise would be when your neighbors house burned down and ir would be there with the fire department as a service mon. The only tide youd see an Altaria would be at a zoo. Try yo throw a ball at it, i dare you.

YOU are going on a road trip around your country catching Krookodiles and Drapions along the way? When I was the last time you ran a mile? You want a Spheal? Lmao, OK good luck with their Wailmer mother throwing blizzards at your ass.

[tobiasdrake]

Orange League, Episode 32 - Final Battle! Enter Dragonite!!

Time to see who won that clash of Night Shade vs. Ice Beam. I still feel the answer should be "No one; Fight's not over yet, but instead we get a mutual KO. Gengar and Lapras are both inexplicably out of the fight.

That's going to hurt Ash when Yuji/Drake fields out his ace. Ash's best counter for Dragonite just got KO'd. That's a problem when Dragonite resists most of Ash's team. Dragon Type was made to punish over-reliance on Starters.

Round 5: Tauros vs. Venusaur

This is a fairly even match-up. Neither Tauros nor Venusaur is well-poised to exploit the Type Chart. Well, a surprise Fire Blast or Blizzard from Tauros could end this match if Ash has taken the time to teach them that, but let's not assume. The only TM we know Ash has given Tauros is, inadvisably, Fissure.

Push comes to shove, though, I'd give the edge to Drake here. Tauros is faster and both Pokemon are primed to jab at their opponent's vulnerable defense category, but Venusaur has one critical advantage: Access to Sleep Powder, which can easily turn a slugfest into a shitstomp.

Fortunately, Drake doesn't go for the easy win. Ash wastes his first turn on Fissure, giving Drake the turn he needs to charge Solar Beam. But after 30% accuracy continues to fail him, Ash changes his approach and goes full-aggro with Take Down spam - Ultimately winning the slugfest against Venusaur's Solar Beam and follow-up Vine Whips.

Bad form, Drake. I need to emphasize the value of status moves here. One Sleep Powder could have changed this whole outcome.

Round 6: Bulbasaur vs. Electabuzz

Ash picks Bulbasaur on the basis that they resist electricity. Good call. With Lapras KO'd and Pikachu, Squirtle, and Tauros all on low HP, his options for a fresh Pokemon were Bulbasaur and Charizard. And Charizard does not resist electricity.

Of course, in terms of stats, this is an uphill battle for Ash's unevolved Starter. As previously asserted, Sleep Powder could be a game changer to help even the odds. But I can't shake the feeling that a well-placed Light Screen is all Drake needs to ruin Ash's day. And Electabuzz has a good number of Psychic TMs they can employ for coverage, which would completely trash Bulbasaur.

This is Drake's battle to lose, not Ash's to win. It's all going to ride on how well he's built and uses his Electabuzz.

Drake gets straight to work trying to power through Bulbasaur's resistance with Thundershock, Thunderbolt, and Thunder Punch. So that's a "Not well" on both building well and using well. But he nonetheless succeeds, which Tracey attributes to Bulbasaur being underleveled.

I attribute it to them being unevolved, personally. But that's a personal choice of Bulbasaur's so I don't want to give them too much crap for it.

Round 7: Charizard vs. Electabuzz

Out of options, Ash now has to bank on Electabuzz having taken enough damage that Charizard can finish the job. Charizard takes a Thunder Punch getting in, but Ash opts for Seismic Toss to put Electabuzz down.

Flamethrower would probably have been fine, but Seismic Toss's set-damage isn't a bad call. Electabuzz's HP is nothing to write home about. Ash takes the win, at a cost of weakening his final Pokemon.

Which means it's time for Drake's ace to emerge.

Round 8: Charizard vs. Dragonite

It's a battle of dragons, and Drake has the edge. This is it. The #1 most powerful non-Legend in the game. #2 most powerful Pokemon entirely, tied with Mew. They boast the highest Attack stat in the game, making their Normal moves incredibly strong to compensate for lack of STAB moves. And they resist Fire, Water, and Grass which is bad news for Ash's remaining team.

Worse, Dragonite's learnset is amazingly diverse. They've got access to Fire Blast, Blizzard, and Thunderbolt, as well as status moves like Thunder Wave and Agility. That is, when they're not just utilizing that powerhouse Attack to drop Slams and Hyper Beams on their adversary.

Ash finds out all of this in the worst possible way. Dragonite's overwhelming power and versatility puts Charizard on the back foot. Water Guns and Ice Beams sail through the air before Dragonite sinks Charizard with a brutal Slam, leaving Charizard at critical HP.

With his back against the wall, Ash tries for Dragon Rage. But Drake returns the favor. 40 points of set-damage mean more against a Pokemon in the red than a Pokemon that hasn't taken a scratch yet, so Dragonite wins this exchange easily.

It's Dragonite sweep time!

Round 9: Squirtle vs. Dragonite

Thunderbolt. Next? Though Dragonite takes some damage from Squirtle's Bubble Beam.

Round 10: Tauros vs. Dragonite

Body Slam followed by Thunder, but Dragonite takes some damage from Take Down.

Round 11: Pikachu vs. Dragonite

Final round. Ash's very last Pokemon, and it's his own battered ace that took a beating from Ditto (of all things) earlier.

It all comes down to this. Ash has been incrementally weakening Dragonite using his whole remaining team, softening them up for Pikachu to step in and finish. The last resort of every player who slams into a brick wall of an ace and realizes they don't have a clear path to victory.

The good news is, while Dragonite's built to ruin Starters, Pikachu isn't one. The Dragon type resists Fire, Grass, Water, and Electric - But Dragonite's Flying subtype offsets that resistance for Electric, opening them up to Pikachu's Thunderbolts.

Of course, with Dragonite's immensely powerful Normal moves and a Special stat that's literally double Pikachu's, this would still be an easy win for Drake had Dragonite not taken all that damage leading up to it. Can Pikachu cherry-tap those last bits of HP needed to win?

Thunderbolt says yes. It all comes down to an unlucky roll of RNG. Missing Hyper Beam at 90% accuracy costs Dragonite everything, finally bringing an end to this long match.

Ash Wins!

Ash is inducted into the Hall of Fame and receives his trophy, which is much smaller and less impressive than that 300-year-old one from the ghost ship. Capitalism, I guess.

[the-grove]

Roxy's Pack (pokemon Team)

So Hi, I'm Roxy but I also go by Roxanne or Alpha. So for me my team was made up of Pokemon that that reflect aesthetics that feel important to me. I love knights, and champions of good, I also love nature and especially winter, and I have a love for wolves and lynxes. This should give you a few hints of what my mon might be.

Froslass (Ice/Ghost)

Frosslass represents my love of winter, but it also reflects my femininty. When I first broke off as my own individual person I strongly identified as Masculine sort of in opposition to my more feminine headmates. However as I came to be comfortable as myself I realized I was feminine, and I in fact identified at least partially as a girl. I now identify as Bigender but lean towards the feminine. Frosslass represents a feminine elegance that I adore, but also the power of a roaring blizzard.

2) Lycanroc (Rock)

Lycanroc would be my Ace, my signature mon.The pokemon that represents me the most. I however constantly change which form I perfer. All of them have their strengths aesthetically and mechanically, if I was forced to pick today I would Pick mid-day form but just last month I was gushing over midnight form as well. Overall a wonderful pokemon and what I would be in the pokemon world ^^. 3) Lucario (Fighting/Steel)

A warrior with canine features? What can I say, they were made for me. Lucario is my personal preferred character when I play smash bros, and their mega evolution is so cool and charming. The use of Aura is also really cool and I adore it. Plus I really enjoyed Lucario and the Mystery of Mew. 4) Corviknight (flying/steel)

Corviknight combines to two things that I love Corvids and Knights. They have a strong regal look to them and I adore it. They give me vibes of a black clad knight that one might mistake for a villain but is truly devoted to protecting others. My love for Corviknight is also why Tinkaton does not make this list. While I love Tinkaton I can not forgive their crimes against Corviknights. (mostly joking) 5)Armarouge(fire/psychic)

Armarouge has a lot going for it. It's armor gives it a knightly look similar to my previous pokemon, its passionate fiery eyes are really cool. The armor you need to evolve a Charcadet into Armarouge is called Auspicious Armor, which sort of means luck, or a sign of success which I think is really cool. Lastly its color scheme reminds me of Paladins and holy champions which I really adore. The fact that the pauldrons turn into a magical canon I also think is really cool. Ceruledge is a close contender but I prefer the bulky knightly look compared to Ceruledges kind of assassin energy. 6) Meowscarada(Grass/Dark)

So previously this slot would have probably gone to Aegislash or Chesnaught and they are still strong contenders but I absolutely love Meowscarada. It has a cool fun look, I love the little legging look with the legs and the mask is fantastic. Their is strong evidence that the Iberian Lynx was a influence in its design which is wonderful. I love their finger beans. It gives me a magical trickster vibe/Arcane Rogue vibe to it which is a nice balance with the rest of the team. Not to mention their signature mvoe Flower Trick is wonderful. And thats my team and as you noticied I mentioned some potential runner ups throughout the post. I hope you all enjoyed

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Roxy

[ribbonstrawberrysurprise]

Artbook scans of the new transformations + Chimera Mickey, courtesy of @hikayagami . Please go see full-size versions of these pages and more on her post here. (I was going to just reblog it, but the post was pretty long without adding on text at the end, and I can’t do a readmore on other people’s posts)

Mew Ichigo An Iriomote cat comes out of a floating door and turns into light. Enveloped in that light, Ichigo puts on a flared skirt, brooch, etc. in turn. Then her ears and tail spring up and she’s transformed into Mew Ichigo!

Mew Mint Surrounded by the feathers of blue lorikeets, she starts transforming with the phrase, “Mew Mew Mint, Metamorphose!” Her clothes change, feathers spring from her back, and she finishes the transformation brilliantly in a ballet-style pose.

Mew Lettuce Retasu begins to swim with a porpoise in a rough sea. The transformation begins with the phrase, “Mew Mew Lettuce, Metamorphose!” and her form changes underwater. She smiles in a pose that looks like praying.

Mew Pudding Buling appears, taking the place of a golden lion tamarin climbing a tree. After saying, “Mew Mew Pudding, Metamorphose!” she transforms by showing off various acrobatics, like a handstand, in cooperation with the monkeys.

Mew Zakuro A grey wolf appears, running through a blizzard with the moon in the background. Letting out a cry of, “Mew Mew Zakuro, Metamorphose!” Zakuro completes her transformation and strikes a pose in front of the moon.

Chimera Mickey A Chimera Anima born by fusing Mint’s pet dog with a Parasite Anima. Not only did she grow larger, but her claws and fangs grew longer and she became more aggressive.

[punz4lyfe]

Pokemon Journeys Episode 87 Review

Pokemon Journeys Episode 87. Let’s review:

So I thought this episode was pretty cool, pun fully intended. No, not the “super-duper mega deluxe so badass so epic awesomely awesome wanna see it again 10/10″ cool. Just “alright” cool.

It’s another Chloe-focused one, a like many before this one, it certainly succeeds in what it wants to achieve. Chloe’s character was a lot of fun this whole episode, seeing how more extraverted and outgoing she is becoming, but that’s all I’ll say for her because I feel like I’ll just repeat myself from previous Chloe-episode reviews if I continue to talk about her.

And for her Eevee, this is the episode where she takes note of her Glaceon form. While I’ve previously theorized that May would be the Glaceon trainer, I’m perfectly okay with Regina. Though, the whole small situation where her Glaceon passed out due to overuse of powerful Blizzard attacks honestly seemed a bit of an asspull. I guess Pikachu needs a checkup soon since he’s been using severely powerful Thunderbolt attacks his entire life. Oh well, Regina was still a pretty cool one-off character.

Other things to say were that Goh’s whole project with Ash was pretty funny, Cerise is still fucking useless, and Goh’s Arctozolt has returned to existence. Though, I didn’t really like how Goh also wanted to battle Regina too if they were to ever cross paths again, as battling is not his forte.

Overall, I’d give this episode an 8/10. Like ice said, it’s an alright cool with me. Next episode, we’re getting another Project Mew episode, this time featuring Hoenn’s Drake of all people, so I guess that’s pretty neat.

[my-writings-and-musings]

Do you know Wildbreak from Robots in disguise 2015? Could you write how he would react or act with a human? Maybe making a mew friend? Whatever you prefer. Love your blog!

I know him and I love him for he is a little baby made of sunshine and KOBD goodness. Thank you! ❤ This one was inspired by how COLD it is...

"Are you warm enough? Sorry the tarp and space heater are all I have, I don't typically have to heat my garage..."

The bruiser of a bot hugged the heavy duty fabric more tightly around himself, then smiled softly at you, thankfully looking far less like a popsicle than he had when you'd first found him. Admittedly he actually looked rather adorable...

"I'm lots better now, thanks!" he said cheerily, surprising you with how energetic he'd become after warming up. The sight of his ice covered form collapsed in the snowy forest seemed a distant memory, despite having only been from that morning. You were certainly doing better yourself though, to be fair. How many people would be so relaxed after guiding a nearly frozen alien robot to thaw out in their garage? Not many, most likely.

Plopping down on a folding chair opposite your unexpected guest, you extended your boots to the heater to try and dry them out. "It's not supposed to get any better out there for the next few days, are you going to be okay until then?"

"Yeah! If you're okay letting me stay in your place, that is..." he replied, dipping off into a far less certain tone once he recalled his status as a guest. Smiling softly, you watched him tuck his head partially into the tarp like a bashful turtle, your heart stirring with affection for the gigantic being who'd stumbled into your life. Wildbreak might have been a powerful alien robot, but you knew he was as soft as could be at heart, and you had no intention of turning him back out into a blizzard. No matter what trouble might come of it.

"I'm not about to just turn you out into the cold."

"Gosh, you're awfully nice! Once I get back to the bots, I'll have to tell them how I made a new pal!" he replied eagerly, only to stop himself yet again upon thinking he'd overstepped. Big optics looked to you with all the caution of a towering, timid puppy. "Do you think we're pals?"

You'd have hugged him if you weren't still warming up yourself, recalling with a soft expression how you'd nursed him back to liveliness in the most peculiar of ways to save the life changing being that had collapsed on your property. "I thawed you out with a hairdryer, I think that makes us officially pals."

[fortunatelycooltrash]

I made a prologue for the maybe spin off of A Snuffed Spark:

The cold wind slapped against Firekits whiskers in a violent breeze, forcing her eyes to narrow against its power.

Ahead of her, she could barely make out the forms of her family in the blinding blizzard.

Mosskit, her littlest sister, was just ahead of her, shivering in the snow. Her ears were flat to her head and she let out the occasional miserable whimper.

Firekit shared her feelings.

Bluefur, her mama, had said this would be a fun game, that they’d patrol like warriors! This wasn’t fun anymore though, she was cold and hungry and she wanted Thrushpelt!

“Only a little further!” She could dimly make out Bluefurs words.

“We have to keep moving,” The molly insisted when they stopped in their exhaustion. She fished Stonekit out of a drift.

Snow had clumped to his fur and slowed him down. Firekit looked to her own fur, feeling the snow weighing her down as well.

“I don’t want to play this game anymore!” Mistykit wailed. Stonekit didn’t try to change her mind. He just crouched beside her, shivering so much that Firekit could hear his teeth rattling.

Her own shivering was slowing, though she felt no warmer. “Just a bit farther,” Bluefir urged them all, looking them over pleadingly.

Stonekit sat down and stared at her. “I can’t feel my paws,” he announced. “How can I walk if I don’t know where my paws are?” Mosskit and Mistykit huddled together. They looked as if they couldn’t even feel their pelts.

Behind them, Firekit struggled to reach them, the snow building around her tiny form as she tried to follow them.

An owl hooted and Firekit watched curiously as Bluefur stiffened, scanning the treetops and gathering them closer. She liked owls, even if the elders said they were dangerous. They made that funny noise.

“I’ve got an idea,” Bluefur told them. Digging with her ice-numb paws, she scooped a hole in the snow underneath some ferns. “In you go,” she encouraged.

Firekit and her littermates stumbled in and clustered into a small, shivering clump. At least they were out of the wind now.

“I’ll be back for you in a moment.” Bluefur bounded a tree-length away and dug another hole, then hurried back to them.

Firekit felt a small bolt of fear, though it was heavily dulled by her sluggish mind.

“Where did you go?” Mistykit wailed, battering Firekit as she stepped onto her to better look up at their panicked mother.

Mosskit’s eyes were wide with fear. “We thought you weren’t coming back!”

Bluefur’s face twisted in an expression Firekit had never seen on her before.

“Oh, my precious kits,” she murmured. “I’ll always come back.” The words comforted them all and they settled to wait patiently for whatever was to happen next in this miserable game.

Swallowing hard, Bluefur carried them one at a time to the next snow-hole, and pushed on alone to dig another. Little by little, snow-hole by snow-hole, they drew nearer Sunningrocks.

Firekit didn’t fight her. Her limbs were stiff, she could swear they’d turned to ice as Bluefur lifted her up for the last time.

The snow had come up to her chest and now she could see the frost that clumped in her short fur. She was more white than ginger!

Bluefur let out a concerned mew, shaking her a bit. Firekit swung limply in her jaws, completely exhausted.

She was so, so cold. She’d never been this cold or tired in her life! She didn’t even have the strength to shiver anymore.

Mosskits fur brushed hers as she was laid down in their tiny den. Bluefur settled next to them, wrapping her tail over them to provide some protection from the harsh wind.

“Don’t worry little ones,” she murmured, lapping at their pelts, “Oakheart will be here soon.”

Firekit didn’t recognize the name but she couldn’t care to try. Her siblings voices sounded around her, warping with the wind in slow, slurred ways.

She couldn’t even begin to understand them anymore. She could barely even see them for how tired she was!

She tried to move away as Bluefur moved to lap the sparkling frost from her fur. Her breath was warm but her tongue was only making Firekit colder!

‘I-I’m Fire!’ She thought stubbornly, curling up tighter, ’So why am I freezing?’

Had Firekit not been numb to the bone herself, she’d have noticed how Mosskits fur crinkled when the she-kit shifted next to her.

“Don’t worry Mosskit,” Firekit mumbled tiredly, her eyes beginning to droop, “We’ll go home soon.”

Slowly, the whistle of the angry wind that battered her ears died away into a tranquil silence and the biting ache of ice dulled into a pleasant warmth.

The hunger that had gnawed at her belly for the entirety of her short life faded away and she felt the weakness that had accompanied it wither to be replaced by new strength.

Purring lightly, Firekit let her eyes slip shut. She was still so tired, much too tired for this silly game. Besides, they’d have all the time to play when they got home.

All was quiet in that peaceful darkness for a long time, though she could feel the shuffling around her from her mother and siblings.

“Firekit” the voice was a warm one but she didn’t know it. Straining, she pulled herself away from the deep sleep that called her to try and find the voices source.

She could feel a nudging to her side and hear her mothers voice but it was slurred and slow unlike the warm one that called her.

She couldn’t bring herself to even twitch in response to the prodding. She tried to cry out as she felt Bluefur rise and take her warmth with her.

Her siblings small heat disappeared as well. Peeling her eyes open only a fraction, Firekit could blurrily make them out in the fierce storm, moving on without her.

Dull fear coiled in her chest. She had no strength left. She couldn’t cry out for her mother to let her know there was still a spark of life within her tiny body.

Slowly, her eyes began to slip closed. Darkness called to her, trying to drag her into its depths as the cruel flakes around her began to cover her body.

Briefly, before her eyes closed in a final sleep, she felt warmth explode across her back.

A flicker of a strange tail, black with stars bursting from it, curled around her prone body.

Her vision went black as the cat bit down on her scruff.

[tavernlightsart]

Prologue

TW// birth, dead, blood

Sallowclaw hissed in frustration and panic as the pure white she-cat in front of him let out a blood curdling scream, splintering the branch clamped tightly between her jaws. The silver tabby blinked away the tears clouding his vision as he worked to help her through this. The amateur mixture of burnett and chervil had done far less than he had hoped to soothe the pain. 

'What if I grabbed the wrong thing?!' He thought with horror, swallowing hard. 'No… no I stole these directly from Adderjaw!' He reasoned, placing a paw on his mate's side as she let out another screech of pain, the stick breaking and allowing her to scream at full volume. 

Sallowclaw winced, but he shook his head, focusing on the molly again. "C'mon Blizzard, I know it's hard- but you can do this!" His usually confident, deep voice was cracking with fear. 

"Augh! This is- I can't- ah!" Blizzard shut her eyes tight as she screamed, finally, after nearly four hours of labor, delivering her first kit. Sallowclaw quickly scooped up the bundle of wet, white fur and licked the casing off it and rasped his tongue backwards along the kit's spine, doing as he had seen Adderjaw do when Runningwillow had delivered her kit earlier the same day. 

The kit let out a feeble mew, and Sallowclaw heard another yelp from Blizzard. The kit took after their mother… they were tiny. Blizzard had warned him that she wouldn't be able to deliver the three kits she had found herself pregnant with seeing as she was very small framed. 

Sallowclaw felt with a surge of fear and panic that she might've been right. "Sallowclaw!" She yelled, ribs shaking with the force of her breathing. "Y-you ha-have to take her… r-raise her in HiddenClan- augh! I'm not going to make it-" 

"Don't say that!" He yelled in reply, hackles raising not out of aggression but rather fear. 

Blizzard threw her head back with another scream, claws digging into the earth before her. When she had regained enough strength, the beautiful white she-cat lifted her head, chest heaving. "I love you, Sallowclaw… I love you so much." 

The warrior was now fully crying, tears falling unabashedly down his striped cheeks. "I love you too, Blizzard!" She placed her paw on his and Sallowclaw smiled sadly, barely noticing her claws digging into his flesh. 

The loner let out a screech, her body seizing as the grass around her lower body turned dark as blood pooled around her, staining her pearly white fur a deep maroon. With that, her chest rose sharply one more time before she exhaled deeply, her features falling still, blue eyes seeming suddenly clouded with the emptiness of death. 

Sallowclaw let out a wail of grief, burying his nose in her fur and sobbing. He heard something shuffle beside him, accompanied with a soft mewl. 

He turned to see the tiny white kit, attempting to knead at Blizzard's still warm corpse with desperate, hungry cries. Sallowclaw felt a new rush of tears well up in his eyes. This was his kit… this was his kit. 

Sallowclaw was a father.

But the kit looked so much like Blizzard… she even had the little grey dots on her tiny face. The grey tom didn't know how he was going to be able to look at his child without seeing their mother… who had just died beside him. 

"I'm so sorry…" He whispered, unable to look at Blizzard. He had to get this kit back to camp quickly, Runningwillow had delivered her own kit earlier that day, so she would have enough milk for this one too… 

That is, if HiddenClan will forgive him for falling in love and mating with a loner. 

Gently, he lifted the kit by the scruff, shutting his eyes to steady himself before heading off in the direction of the HiddenClan border since he and Blizzard had found a place just outside of the Clans for her to deliver their kits… well, kit. 

Just as he reached the clan's border, his head hung low in shame and grief, he heard a cry that made his fur bristle. 

Ears swiveling to meet the noise, he first noticed the stench that hit his nose. 'What is that?!' He though, drawing his lip back while still holding his kit. 'Blood..? An outsider cat… and,' With a jolt of horror he recognized the third scent. 'Fox!' 

Suddenly, the bushes shook as a strange smelling, molly shoved her way through. She was a large brown tabby, although that was hard to tell by the amount of blood covering her pelt. She ran with a limp which Sallowclaw noticed was from her back right leg, where she was missing a large chunk of flesh. The thing that really chilled him, however, was the fact that clamped similarly between his jaws was a newborn kit. 

In a panic, the she-cat set the small bundle of brown fur, though significantly larger than his kit, down in front of her, glancing around wildly with her yellow eyes. "You have to help me!" Her meow carried a very strange accent that the tom didn't recognize.

Sallowclaw set his kit down, standing over them, hackles bristling. "Who are you?!" 

"Vonnie," she replied hurriedly, breathing hard. "There's- there's a fox chasing us. I lost him down at the river but-" Sallowclaw opened his mouth and sure enough, the reek of fox had grown stronger. Vonnie looked at him with desperation in her eyes. 

"You have to take my daughter, please! She can't die!" 

Sallowclaw bit his lip, looking away. 'I have my paws full with my kit… what if I can't carry both of them away in time… and I lose both kits?' A shiver ran down his spine as the thought of occured. But Vonnie's next words spurred him to make up his mind. 

"Take Sparrow and run! I would do the same for you." 

Sallowclaw realized she was right, and the desperation in her voice only sealed it. Leaning down quickly he scooped his kit and Vonnie's daughter, Sparrow, as close together as he could, grabbing onto their scruffs and turning with one last look at Vonnie. 

At that moment, a large fox burst, snarling, from the bushes. Vonnie yowled and launched herself forward, furiously tearing at anywhere her claws could find purchase. So Sallowclaw ran, he raced as fast as he could down through the forest that he knew like the back of his paw. Although he was very careful not to jostle the kits too much, both were mewling pitifully by the time they finally reached the entrance to HiddenClan's camp. It was one of the only parts of the forest that was mostly open to the sky. A clearing that housed his clan comfortably within the tall bramble bushes that guarded them.

The first to recognize Sallowclaw was Fernfoot and her apprentice, Reedpaw, who were watching over the camp for the second guard shift. 

"Sallowclaw-? Woah!" The young, rambunctious, rusty-brown tom, exclaimed as he saw the kits. Reedpaw was quickly hushed by his mentor's tail over his muzzle. 

The brown tabby she-cat looked up at the older warrior with confused concern in her brown eyes. "What's going on?" She asked in a hushed tone, leading him inside. With a flick of her tail and a stern look towards her apprentice, she sent Reedpaw to fetch the medicine cat, Adderjaw. 

Sallowclaw didn't answer. He felt as if he put the kits down he'd begin to cry… he couldn't do that infront of Fernfoot. So instead he simply looked down, thick tail dragging as his large form sagged with shame and grief. 

Soon enough, a tall abyssinian tom ran up to them from across the camp, Reedpaw just behind him and questions glittering in his gaze. 

"Reedpaw, Fernfoot, I need to speak with Sallowclaw." The warrior nodded and sat down, but Adderjaw flicked his ear and added, "Alone." Embarrassment flickered through Fernfoot's eyes and she padded off, beckoning Reedpaw to follow. 

Sallowclaw finally set the two kits down and clamped his jaw shut to keep from crying, unable to look up at the medicine cat. Adderjaw immediately got to work, examining each kit quickly and giving them each a lick over the ears as they mewed. Seeming satisfied, he nodded and looked to Sallowclaw. 

"The white one seems to be premature and slightly underdeveloped in size, the brown one is alright, just hungry. And, uh, congratulations, Sallowclaw, you have two little girls." 

"No." He hissed out, voice strangled. "They- the brown one isn't mine, her mother asked me to take her… a fox was chasing them. She's most likely dead now." 

Adderjaw processed the information, his face remaining neutral. "I see…" 

"And the white one-" Sallowclaw's voice broke again. "Her mother was a loner… she's- she's dead." The silver tabby dipped his head as tears began to well up in his eyes. 

Adderjaw leaned over and licked his shoulder soothingly. "My sister had her kit today, I'm sure she wouldn't mind taking these two in… what are their names." 

Sallowclaw looked down at the two kits. 'Vonnie called her Sparrow, so…' "Sparrowkit." He replied, gesturing to her. The white kit covered her little face with her paws, shrinking in on herself like she knew the focus was now on her. "And Shykit." 

Adderjaw smiled softly, lifting Shykit in his jaws. "C'mon." He meowed quietly, flicking his tail for Sallowclaw to follow with Sparrowkit as he headed for the nursery. 

Once inside, they were careful not to wake up the two nursing queens, Brightmask and Greywash, or the monarch, Applesneeze. Monarchs were queens if they were toms or in between. Applesneeze was simply an elder who chose to care for kits as his permanent position. 

As Adderjaw explained, Runningwillow nodded, the confusion in her face shifting to curiosity. "Sallowclaw?" She asked in a soft meow. "Where did they come from?" 

Her brother began speaking. "He found-" 

"Both of them." Sallowclaw interrupted, sending Adderjaw a meaningful look that seemed to sat "no one can know". He sighed. "Both their mother's are dead." 

Runningwillow furrowed her brows in sympathetic sorrow. "Oh the poor dears… of course I'll nurse them. And Sallowclaw, feel free to visit your daughters at any-" 

Sallowclaw let out a low, pained hiss, tears in his eyes. "I will never be a father!" Or a mate… StarClan made that clear. He added mentally. The abyssinian molly looked taken aback by his outbursts, simply nodding and replying with a soft, "Okay." 

The silver warrior turned and exited the nursery quickly, furious grief tearing at his heart. As he left he could hear the siblings speaking in hushed mews to each other, but he didn't care to listen. StarClan had taken Blizzard from him because he broke the Warrior code. He wasn't going to break it further by raising Shykit and risk losing her too. 

Besides, he was sure he'd make a lousy father now. After all, he was a lousy mate, he couldn't save her… Turning his blue eyes skyward, Sallowclaw sighed, watching as the trees shifted, outlining Silverpelt glimmering above them. 

'I'm sorry Blizzard. I'm just not strong enough.' 

[misanthropecopy]

         Ice nipped at the genetic Pokémon's unnatural figure, as snow from last night’s blizzard desperately clung to her cloak. Psyche was situated in the northernmost part of the planet now, where during winter morning star would hardly even shower its glow upon horizon. Frigid temperatures, isolated, far from human settlements, with only some bold ice-type Pocket Monsters amidst area and quiet this place was perfect for a creature like her. Both in a conditional and spiritual sense, that is if clone even HAD a soul to begin with. Regardless whether she possessed one or not, a certain urgency now stirred inside the artificial being’s veins. She had utilized the eve of Mewmas to meditate throughout evening, with blistering winds howling through air. Those hours had passed however, and now legendary longed to rocket through skies. Unlike other instances this wasn’t one prompted by dire circumstances, nor did it have anything to do with accursed holiday. In fact, it would hopefully help serve to take synthetic’s mind off it. Calculating which direction she needed to go, feminine legend suddenly shot southward.

         Physique had adapted towards the cold, as it was nothing compared to space. Winds soaring passed her and flinging leftover snow off, Pokémon soared throughout the side of planet still shrouded by darkness. However psychic stopped, the moment eyes laid on what she desired to find. 

         Aurora Borealis. 

         Psyche had heard about the phenomenon, along with its southern counterpart. She had seen memories of it through other’s minds too, but there were some events that one needed to see for themselves so they might TRULY appreciate them and copy of Mew wasn’t disappointed. 

         Deep amethysts reflected scenery before her, observing the grandeur of this celestial display. The charged particles as a result of a solar flare colliding with atoms, the explosions of photons creating green, red, pink and purple auroras, all was akin towards a meticulously coordinated orchestra. Rather than producing enticing sounds though, it gave way towards numerous colors snaking across starry skies. Indeed, witnessing this only affirmed clone’s suspicions that even the supposedly most simple of matters were much more complex than they appeared. Beautiful as it was, legendary did not just wish to just observe it, no. She longed to delve straight into it. 

         With one swift movement, she bolted towards them and immersed figure in their presence above earth. 

         The lights appeared to embrace her unorthodox visit, as their colors shined against pale or purple skin whilst they also continued curving, curling, slithering and flickering across atmosphere. Taking a couple of seconds to be in utter awe towards this conclusion, planet below through their hues and feel the clashing from molecules encompassing figure, she soon followed them. Without pause legendary chased after their trail, neither speeding ahead of them nor falling behind. Artificial Pokémon was like a shooting star blazing around world, not stopping for anything or anyone and that would just be what any individual who saw form mistook her as. She was the comet pursuing aurora borealis; burning away sorrow, rage and loneliness. Psyche would continue to be this, until accursed day finally rang its last song. Anything, to silence the ache which festered inside core; eating away at heart.

[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

I wanted to do a drawing

of Sans’s secret twin sister San in AFAC style,

I even decided to give her a new color of clothes to make her well let’s say stand out from Sans, when she is dressed in the same color clothes as Sans, the only thing that is different is that she is female and the fact she always wears black tights

and like I said in the description over at Deviantart

San’s own Empathy

can be strong just like Sans’s own Apathy

this makes the two polar opposites of each other 

plus I like the idea of San having the power of making herself or others either it be human or monster or pet or plant invisible

plus when I was posting this drawing over at Deviantart,

it had just hit me on that very day…..

that the outfit makes San look like a bee lol

and I decided that San is a double trait,

one side is Justice and the other side is Patience 

San knows that Chara is being used as a scapegoat and they aren’t the real threat to the underground…

but San knows that Sans wouldn’t listen and he’s set in his mindset that Chara was always the evil one

but that isn’t true,

San knows that the reason Chara becomes all Geno-Chara is because of the corruption when the true anomaly convinces Frisk to kill,

it was never Chara who did this and San’s knows this  

 and as I said before,

San knows that Chara is just being used

and she knows that Frisk is being used as a scapegoat  too

besides the whole having the ability to use invisibility 

I like the idea that San can make others forget her, like before she moves to the capital

so she will no longer switch places with Sans,

so he could take a nap without Papyrus knowing.

one of the reasons why San left Snowdin

was because of Sans, being tired of trying to reason with someone who can’t see that Chara ain’t the real enemy and they are just being used as a scapegoat

can be emotionally draining,

I think the spell she could of used

could be called Amnesia Blizzard

like it appears as snow

but really it’s magic

if magically programed right

it will make one or more forget a certain subject or person. 

San had programed it to make everyone including San and Papyrus forget her, well if Papyrus found out there were two of Sans and finds out he has a sister….

and well figuratively speaking

if San did exist in the AFAC AU

then she would still use such a magic

Amnesia Blizzard,

but could of used it when she was a child on Sans, Papyrus and Gaster to have them forget her while she ran away from home and lived maybe in the ruins,

but finding out about the riverperson

San uses the Amnesia Blizzard on them too

San knows that

depending on the programing of the magic spell

(which some monsters hardly use and they only use the shield or attack or healing forms of magic.)

the Amnesia Blizzard has it’s limits on how long it will last

which is why San would have to sneak into Sans and Papyrus’s rooms respectively and cast it and since Gaster has been in the dimension between time and space, the spell was able to last way longer because where Gaster was before, the spell was frozen.

but with Gaster being return,

San will have to cast the Amnesia Blizzard spell on him just as many times as she has done to Papyrus, Sans and Hermann

(remember this is all figuratively if she were in the AFAC, but I believe in any timeline and au, she would still use such magic such as amnesia blizzard, invisibility and any other magic she has learned)

I’m thinking of her being able to use Familiar Magic, 

like being able to summon a Familiar and cast transformation spells.

and if I had to pick what kind of Familiar San would be bonded to

it would be a Magical Beast, not to be confused with how some monsters are anthropomorphic, a Magical Beast would be a type of magical animal that has been around much longer than monsters and humans and were the first magical beings that dominated the planet before monsters and humans came along.

San’s Familiar Magical Beast, is a Cat

well it takes the form of a normal house cat  

but it’s true form is very big, like bigger than a lion or bear

so about half the size of a full grown elder dragon

I want to draw San’s Magical Beast Familiar XD

 and transformation spells can be tricky on the first try

and it could of taken San 10 years to master it, well that is the idea I want to go with how long it took her to master such magic.

and even if some think it a double trait isn’t canon to Undertale

(or even Deltarune)

but in Nintendo Switch, it shows in the fight with Mad Mew Mew

(I like to call them Madmewy)   

the soul is red on one side

and on the other it is a light blue or cyan color 

which makes it a double trait, so Nintendo Switch has made Double Traits Possible and it’s just Fanon anymore.

but being a Double Trait could be a very rare thing to have

and I still believe that Kris’s true trait is Patience

this is because when they go to the dark world

their hair and skin become a type of blue color

(the hair might appear black but it’s really a dark blue)

this is because Kris, the real them is shining through even though they are being controlled by the Red Soul.

I know a lot of fans believe that the Red Soul is Determination

but I don’t believe that at all, I mean I use to but I believe that this Determination is really the Human’s Blood not the Soul

the Red Soul’s true name is Ambition

and when a human has both the flowing blood of determination and the soul of ambition inside of them, they work perfectly together and

are very powerful and are able to use the power of Reset 

in theory maybe the other Humans with different Soul Trait

could his or her or their special powers

and once again Kris’s Soul Trait can not be the Red Soul

if it were, then Kris would of appeared Red in the dark world

not blue, them appearing as a blue color shows that the true soul inside them that is theirs is reflecting out 

I believe that Susie’s soul trait is Perseverance

this is because she still appears purple when she goes to the dark world but I guess depending on the shad of purple if it matches the soul the color could be light or dark

if the monster is already one of the two.

plus if I had to pick who to trust more Flowey or Ralsei 

I’m going to have to go with Flowey, even if Ralsei might seem sweet and kind......I know they are hiding something....and it ain’t no way that he’s the true Prince of The Dark with all those Delta Runes around his home.....he looks like a Angel and talks like a Angel,

but he’s a Demon Lord in disguise!

you know like those RPG where the Hero has to face a Demon Lord...

and if it’s okay to say, if Toriel’s OTP is Rose & Greg 

I can’t help but think Sans’s twin sister San’s OTP

would be Eclipsa & Globgor

Globgor is AWESOME,

and for me those two are the perfect One True Pairing

and I believe that if I had a counterpart in SVTFOE

they would be a Mewman/Monster, this is because I had figured out the similarities that the mewmans and monsters have to those in real life from the history of how America was formed.

so my great-great-grandmother was a full Cherokee

so if I lived in the fictional world of SVTFOE

my great-great-grandmother in that world would be a Monster

Star’s own Great-Great-Grandma Shy

(Full Name Celena Butterfly, also called Celena The Shy)

was clearly a hybrid between a Mewman and Monster

I did a drawing of Celena, Garnet, Baby Meteora, Steven and Lancer

over at Deviantart, the drawing has writing on it

it says “We Are Made of Love”

the reason why I added Lancer into it, is because of my new theory which is that Lancer’s mother was a Lightener either Human or Monster type Lightener.

Meteora is more than the two of Eclipsa and Globgor

she is her father’s fury and her mother’s patience

she is a fusion of love between a monster and mewman

 and fusions ain’t gonna follow human, mewman or monsters rules

cause they are made of love

not the Level of violence love, but Love.

anyway I really think the Black & Yellow outfit works for San

and they really do look like a bee wearing it XD

the next time I draw San in such a outfit, I think I will change the socks.

I can’t wait to see the episode of SVTFOE where we will finally see “Marco Jr.” but even if Marco’s little sibling is suppose to be a boy we can’t just rule out the possibility of them being either a boy or girl

I’m thinking up drawing up a new Fem-Agender Flag

Fem-Agender

(which is with those who were born female but feel agender too)

are half binary & half non-binary, the same can be said for those who were born male but feel between their birth gender

and being agender too.

I mean in most timelines and au

Chara, Frisk and Kris are either Male, Female or Agender

so why not Fem-Agender and Male-Agender too?

plus I still believe that a Chara who is born male in each timeline

and goes by the male pronouns, would hate humanity because of the name they were given.....cause once again Chara is a REAL NAME and isn’t from the word Character.

the only name that is truly a name that is shared between a boy and girl

would be Kris, well Sam too and any other unisex names

the name Chara is a Girl’s name

and it doesn’t come from the word Character,

but it appears some have mistaken it to be so.

and I know some know the truth about the name Chara

by the way when I say that the Submit as well as Asks are closed

I mean it is closed to everyone, I can still submit some stuff but only if I open up the submit once again and well I guess there are still other ways to submit but I like this better.

so after posting this up,

I’m going to have the submit back to being closed.

I decided to make a Ask Kris, and even have them be Fem-Agender

and well in other timelines

they could be Female or Male or Male-Agender or Agender.

but yeah the asks are closed.

anyway see ya later and stay safe everyone.