#Hue eevee

[maple-and-pie]

one can HOPE

[daily-haunted-tv]

do you also run the daily eevee art blog?

If you mean @weekly-eons then yes! I also run @dailytricksterfox Which is the Zorua variant lol What can I say, I love drawing my fave Pokemons I also like to change things up so if I am not posting here, big chance I am posting on one of the other blogs

[weekly-eons]

Love that this blog is like using neopets paintbrushes on pokemon

Glad you like this silly blog! Just a silly guy drawing silly eons 😊

[ask-obt]

Hey Julius, what do you think of N, and what does N think of you?

Julius: Him and I go waaay back, around the time Keats and I first split off from Team Ruffians. I was having a tough time makin' a go of exploring on my own, when he took me under his wing.

We'd explore the depths of the Mystery Jungle together, going through the canopy and undergrowth in the hot, humid days. At the peaks, we'd look down at the emerald canyons, and I'd gaze into his eyes which held the same hue. And at sunset, we'd travel into the lagoon where waterfalls pooled together to form a crystal clear lake. He'd tell me stories about his old home, and about an Eevee he once knew and came to cherish as a good friend.

... Just kiddin'! I have no idea who the hell you're talkin' about.

[paldeandungeoneer]

I have a name for the Eevee, now that I'm returned to Carla's abode.

Selûne. That's what I'll name her. She's protective, stern and just as direct. And, of course, pleasantly attentive in the night sky's glow. The same silver hue, even.

[shinypokemonshowdown]

I gotta ask, why do you include the gigantimax versions of the shinies? Cuz I mean to me, that red hue they take on from that dyna... whatever that stuff is, I forget the name - but the red stuff! Lol. That red hue, totally makes it (for me) next to impossible to tell if the Pokémon is even shiny at all let alone of its a good design? I mean it's it just a me thing, not being able to tell cuz the red? Can other people see something I can't? I mean I'm not colorblind or anything, but I do have sensory processing shit so like...I guess maybe it's possible I'm not seeing what others are?

I've answered this a while ago but basically I wanted to include almost every single pokemon with a unique body type

Which is why subtle gender differences like, girl or boy eevee was excluded

Also it would not be fair for me to include megas and then exclude gigantamax forms. Especially when some gigantamax forms have a different shiny than og [I think it's only gigantamax gengar but still]

Yeah so basically that's why, the home models definitely make them easier to see and I also describe the color changes as best as possible.

[teramew]

The trio of Pokémon that had come across the unconscious Mew began nudging the Mew, trying to get it to wake up. It was only when the middle one, an Eevee named Neo-Ka, began to roughly shake the Mew did they get some sort of response: a groan of discomfort.

The Mew slowly looked back at the trio of Pokémon that had disturbed its rest. It let out a confused mewl, it's instincts unhappy that it had been woken up so suddenly. But it was probably for the best, as it'd already gotten plenty of sleep inside of that crystal.

"Whhh...?" The Mew let out a small groan, gazing just out of the corner of its cerulean eyes at the three strangers. After a moment to process everything; the strangers, the crystals, the fact they'd been asleep so long, the Mew jumped, flying back off of the cluster in shock, letting out a hiss.

It yelled something in a language that predated all known history, completely unrecognizable to any Pokémon that was born in the last million years. Though the words couldn't be understood, it was clear from the tone how it felt: shocked, confused, slightly scared. After a moment, the Mew's eyes glimmered with psychic energy, as it began to focus its psychic power. The crystals stuck to its body turned a pink hue to match.

"What's going on?! Who are you people?!"

The voice was now being transmitted through telepathy, bridging the apparent language barrier.

// @ask-world-guardians, @ask-the-history-teacher, @pokege-ne-project

[belamew]

You said that there are many more variations of Espeon? I would love to hear about them 👀

Oh hooray!!! I love not shutting up :D

Flop Ear - exactly what is sounds like, big ol ears flopping down rather than being pointed up. Stupidly cute, but the weak cartilage causes joint issues. 6/10. If the tail is curly, 4/10.

Baby Pink - light, baby pink color with red-violet eyes. More fluff on the ears. 10/10.

Queen's Coat - thicker fur around the neck to resamble eevee/other eeveelutions, very silky and long. Very pretty. 7/10. Messes with temperature regulation and prone to overstimulation.

Ace - smaller ears, bobbed tail (that kinda looks like a heart lmao). The thought of this Pokémon was to be a better battler. Notable claws that they can't retract like typical espeon. Fangs are also more pronounced, and stockier in build. Commonly used in illegal to-death battles. 5/10. The claws give them kitty arthritis since they can't retract them :( more prone to other health issues

Sweet Dreams - another point! This one's point gene is actually a form of albinism. They're white, with pink and purple hues as their points. Blue eyes. Similar to other albinos, they have eye and ear issues, but no health issues otherwise. 7/10.

[ghostlycombee]

Magic Anon: At first it's just claws. Zoroark claws along a pair of paws. However, eventually the arms have materialized. A ghostly, purplish hue along them both until, with a little bit of effort, Maddie sighs outwards, her whole body forming. She glances down, brushing her mane from her face for a moment to show the genuinely soft gaze despite her baneful appearance... and she opens her arms.

"It took some effort, but you aren't alone. Come on. I should feel soft enough."

.......... Thank you

[Bee, tear stained face and eevee ears flopped sadly, clumsily falls into the hug.]

[rocketfourever]

I was permitted to take a photograph.

[ Picture ID: It's an eevee, looking at the camera. It's fur has a light purple hue to it. ]

She's getting ready to evolve soon.

[gemwing2010]

Devilish Double Trouble!

This little story is based on a Cuphead/Pokémon crossover roleplay I did with my good friend, Nataliepthatsme for a bit of fun. The roleplay was also based on the Pokemon episode, “Lights Camera “Quacktion” where Team Rocket’s Arbok and Weezing briefly seemed to have a one-sided crush on that Prima Donna Wigglytuff during their auditions for a part in a movie, as well in the Pokemon XY episode, “Love Strikes! Eevee, Yikes!”, in which a wild Quilladin had a short-lived romantic interest in Serena’s Eevee. So, be warned that my persona’s not going to be the only one with an unwanted lover on her back.

Natty and myself own only ourselves. So, please enjoy.

Summary: When Katie and Natty are on a picnic with their Pokémon at a glade in the woods, the Devil has decided to drop in as an uninvited guest to kidnap Katie and force her to be his bride. But what happens when his Arbok lays eyes on Katie’s Primarina, Nalu?

It was a beautiful day on the Inkwell Isles as Katie Gemwing and Natty Poke are out in a glade, having a picnic with their Pokémon. While the girls were setting everything up and getting the picnic ready, Natty’s Squirtle was splashing about in the brook while Katie’s Primarina, who is nicknamed Nalu was perched on a rock in the water and began to sing while creating bubbles as they had a rainbow-like hue in the sunlight.

“So pretty.” Natty beamed as she and her Pokemon admired the melody.

Katie smiled sweetly as she commented, “Primarinas are best known to be great singers.”

“Ri, Riolu!” Smiled Rian, Katie’s Riolu.

“Pika, Pika!” Natty’s Pikachu chirped.

Meanwhile at a different part of the woods not too far off from the glade, an anthropomorphic toon weasel squealed in terror as he finds himself cocooned in the coils of a hissing Arbok, the Devil looming menacingly over the wrapped up weasel.

Yet again, the King of the Underworld has visited the surface world to stir up some trouble for the locals, ranging from playing tricks on them, terrorizing and tormenting them, and taking their souls.

Today, he decided to bring his Arbok to join him for some assistance while his Houndoom is back at home for his weekly grooming. While the Devil has his shapeshifting and other powers to subdue his victims, he wanted to be a bit more creative.

And his loyal Arbok never fails to ensure his victims don’t get away so easy.

“Your soul is mine now!” The Devil sneered as he rears back, his clawed hand held high to make a grab for the weasel’s soul.

Suddenly, he stopped dead in his tracks when he and his Arbok heard singing.

“What is that?” The Devil wondered.

“Chaw?” Arbok uttered.

The weasel suddenly forgotten, the purple cobra-like Pokémon uncoiled himself from his master’s prey and slithers off towards the source of the singing. Without a second thought, the terrified weasel runs away, making his escape.

“I always hated snakes!” The weasel panted, running off and never looking back.

Arbok slithers up a tree and coils himself around it as the Devil peeks out from around the same tree, spying the two humans and their Pokémon in the glade. They then both eyed Nalu, who was still singing from her perch on the rock in the brook.

“Well, well, it seems my little Katie is out.” The Devil smirked lustfully. “And what a lovely voice I hear from her Primarina. Very nice.”

Upon seeing the singing Primarina and seeing how pretty she looked, the stunned Arbok suddenly had a lovestruck look on his face as his eyes transformed into huge pink hearts.

“Chaw!” Abork exclaimed.

“Awww, you like that, don’t you?” The Devil cooed, amused and surprisingly happy for his Pokemon to find someone he likes. “Well, I don’t see the harm in grabbing the both of them. Come along, Arbok.”

“Chaw-bok!”

Grabbing his pitchfork, the Devil taps it to the ground and teleports Abork and himself in a puff of black and dark purple smoke.

Back with Katie and Natty, Nalu had finished singing as she and Squirtle rejoined their trainers just as the girls were finishing preparing lunch.

“It’s a really nice day to be outside; sun shining, the birds are singing…” Natty commented.

Katie happily nodded in agreement. “I know. It’s so lovely to bring our Pokémon out for a picnic and some fresh air. I can’t imagine anything that could spoil our day.”

*POOF!*

Sure enough, the Devil had appeared, hand smugly on his hip while he held his pitchfork with a devilishly arrogant grin on his face that make even the Cheshire Cat feel uncomfortable. Coiled next him was his Arbok, seemingly have a lovesick on his face, staring off with dazed bedroom eyes at something.

“Hello, my sweet darling Katie!~” The Devil greeted as he cheerily waved his fingers at Katie with a seductive smile.

“Aaaand the moment has passed… Natty said in exasperation.

“Pika!” Pikachu growled, getting down onto all fours while his cheeks sparks in warning at the Devil.

Rian growled at the Devil warning, just as unhappy to see the demon as Pikachu. Even the rest of Katie and Natty’s Pokémon were giving the Devil mean looks while uttering their names, growling, whinnying and making other warning sounds to tell him to back off.

Katie groans as she face palms while muttering, “I spoke too soon, didn’t I?”

“Eh, not really.” Natty shrugged.

“Dreadfully sorry for interrupting your panic with your little friends, my dear but I wanted to see you again.” The Devil said to Katie. “And my Arbok wanted to see your beautiful Primarina.”

“Prima?!” Nalu gasped in horrified shock.

Arbok uncoiled himself and slithered in closer, staring straight at Nalu with a sickeningly lustful look.

“Chaw…”

Katie, Natty and all of their Pokemon were completely shocked and disgusted by this.

“Ewwwww! Gross!” Natty retched.

“A cobra-like Pokémon crushing on a sea lion/mermaid Pokémon?” Katie asked in disgust. “Sorry but no! And how does that work exactly?!”

“Oh, I don’t think the complications.” The Devil replied. He’s very fond of your Primarina. I think they’d make a cute couple… as will we.~”

“Oi! You leave my Primarina out of this!” Katie snapped. “There’s no way I’d ever let overgrown hose be anywhere near her!”

“Yeah! That’s gross!” Natty agreed.

“Riolu!/Pikachu!” Rian and Pikachu added in furiously.

Unfortunately, the Devil doesn’t know when to take a hint and take no for an answer.

“I don’t see the harm of it.” He shrugged.

He suddenly turns into his dragon form and creeps towards Katie, circling around her like a predator would with a prey, his serpentine body threatening to enclose around her any second.

“I’m sure he’ll keep her safe in his coils… as I will with you in mine…” The Devil hissed as he leered down at an unnerved Katie with a seductive grin.

“Ugh!” Natty exclaimed in disgust.

Furious, Katie’s Alolan Ninetales, Wynter, used Ice Beam, hitting the Devil in the back of his head. The Devil yelled out in pain before scratching off the patch of ice on his fur and scales. As he was distracted, Katie managed to jump out of the circle of coils.

Managing to clear himself of the ice, the Devil returns to his normal form as the girls and their Pokemon gave him hateful glares.

“Don’t you have the slightest notion how creepy you made that sound?” Katie demanded. “I suggest that you and that nasty Arbok of yours to keep your coils to yourselves!”

“Prima! Primarina!” Nalu snapped.

“Chaw…” a dejected Arbok moaned, giving out puppy dog eyes.

But no one was buying the snake’s act.

“Oh, darling, I was being realistic.” The Devil protested.

“For the last time, NO!!” Katie screamed.

“Yeah! Why don’t you go before I decide to unleash Pikachu on you and your slimy snake?” Natty snapped with a glare.

“Pika! Pika!” Pikachu growled defensively, cheeks sparking.

“And that goes double for my Riolu!” Katie added. “And his punches can be quite… a shock!”

“Riolu!” Rian barked, getting into a defensive stance.

The Devil narrowed his eyes at the two humans as Arbok hissed.

“Well, I guess I’ll have to convince you!” The Devil sneered. “Arbok! Poison Fang!”

“Chaw!”

Arbok lunges for the girls and their Pokemon, about to bite the nearest thing he can sink his poisonous fangs into.

“Watch out!” Katie cried.

Since Fairy-Types are severely weak against Poison-Types, Katie quickly pushed Nalu out of the way, tackling her into the grass and holding her just as Arbok missed them as well as Natty, Rian and Pikachu as they dodged in time.

“Okay, you wan fight? You got one!” Natty challenged. “Pikachu! Thunderbolt!”

“Pika… CHUUUU!”

Pikachu unleashed an electric attack at Arbok, electrocuting the purple serpent.

“Chaw!” Arbok screeched in pain as he got zapped.

“Alright! Try this on for size!” The Devil countered. “Arbok! Gunk Shot!”

Shaking off the Thunderbolt, Arbok opened his jaws and fired a Gunk Shot towards Pikachu in retaliation.

“Pikachu! Dodge and and use Quick Attack!” Natty commanded.

“Pika!” Pikachu responded, dodging the Gunk Shot.

Landing in his feet, the electric mouse began to charge towards Arbok at breakneck speed and tackles the snake with a well executed Quick Attack, throwing him back.

“Chaw!” Arbok shrieked.

The Devil growled in frustration. He was becoming more furious that he was losing so far. But he wasn’t going to quite. One way or another, he was going to get his future queen and snag her Primarina to be his Arbok’s mate.

And as everyone knows about Old Scratch by now, he still has a few tricks up his hairy sleeve.

“Argh! You’re being annoying!” The Devil snarled. “Abork! Use Acid Spray!”

“Chaw!” Arbok acknowledged as he recovered from the Quick Attack.

“Argh! Hate it when he does that!” Natty groaned.

“Nat! Pikachu! Be careful!” Katie cried as she hugged Nalu protectively.

“It’s fine, we got this!” Natty reassured. “Alright, Pikachu, use Iron Tail! Just like we practiced!”

“Pika!” Pikachu nodded.

His lightening bolt-shaped tail suddenly glows a with a steely hue as he leaps into the air, descending towards a stunned and surprised Arbok.

“Chu! Pika!”

With a mighty swing of his tail, Pikachu slammed it into Arbok, square in the face, throwing the Posion-Type back. The force was strong enough to actually throw Abork into the Devil, knocking him back.

The Devil groaned as he laid flat on his back, his arms spread out, practically making a T-pose while a knocked Arbok was draped unconsciously over his stomach.

“Uhggg…” The Devil moaned as he sat up, rubbing his head.

He then gaped in complete shock to see Arbok down for the count as the large cobra’s eyes turned into swirls.

“What?! Arbok!”

Katie stood up and held an arm up as she acted as a referee for the Pokemon matches.

“Arbok is unable to battle!” she announced before motioning to a triumphant Pikachu. “The victory goes to Pikachu!”

“Argh! Stupid snake!” The Devil snapped as he angrily shoved the knocked out Arbok off him while standing back up.

“Chaw…” Arbok moaned apologetically.

“Don’t worry about leaving, I’ll cover that!” Natty smirked. “Pikachu! Thunderbolt once more!”

“Pika… CHUUUUU!”

Pikachu gave out a tremendous Thunderbolt, hitting the Devil and Arbok, zapping them both. As he and Arbok screamed and sputtered in pain, the Devil was zapped in the same fashion of the invisible sweater episode up to the point even his skeleton is shown.

*ZAP ZAP ZAP! KA-BOOM!!!*

The Thunderbolt created a great explosion, throwing the Devil and Arbok back into the air as they blasted off like Team Rocket until they disappeared into the sky, creating a twinkling star.

All of the girls’ Pokemon cheered in praise and relief. Natty bends down and pets Pikachu’s head.

“Good job, buddy.” Natty smiled.

“Pi! Pikachu!” Pikachu beamed.

Katie and Nalu walked over to Natty, both looking relieved and grateful.

“Great job, Nat. You and Pikachu are such a great team.” Katie commented.

Nalu scooted towards Pikachu and leans down, nuzzling her nose against his cheek in gratitude.

“Primarina.” Nalu said.

“Cha!” Pikachu cooed.

“Aww, thanks.” Natty giggled. “I’m glad those creeps are out of the way.”

“Me, too.” Katie agreed. “And with that pest problem taken care of, how about we get back to our picnic? I bet that little Pokemon Battle had worked up an appetite.”

Natty nodded. “Agreed.”

“Pika! Pikachu!” Pikachu beamed.

“Ri! Riolu!” Rian chimed in. And so, Katie, Natty and all of their Pokémon sat down to a nice and peaceful picnic, enjoying the rest of their day of rest, relaxation and taking in the beautiful scenery.

So once again, the Devil’s kidnapping and force marriage attempt had been thwarted thanks to the teamwork of Natty and her Pikachu. Katie is very thankful to have such incredible friends who will always look out for her as she would do the same for them.

On the Inkwell Isles, adventure is around every corner. And there are even more excitement and adventure in the world of Pokemon.

**The End**

[your-local-uwu-artist]

Yoooo Marilou has a sword? :O

Also I saw something about waterproof hair and fabrics in that gijinka universe, which is really interesting! Are there any other little details like that, about the funky traits pokemon can have and how they affect the world?

(my inital response got too long and crashed my computer lol TAKE TWO)

SHE DOES! She's an oshawott so her sword is her scallchop :3 it looks and behaves mostly just like a normal non gijinka one does. is attached to her belly button and considered a part of her body. the suction to her belly button is strong enough that it can be attached through a thin layer of fabric: but ussually marilou will still have her clothes either modified to have a hole or have a special belt to attach it too. Her scallchop extends to a full length sword when she chooses! no one else including another oshawott can make it extend to sword mode.

the sword itself is based off of pirate swords and samurotts' sword thingie

THERES SO MUCH FUN FUNKY STUFF so much i'm working on some drawings of eevees evolved into every eeveelution as an excuse to infodump lol

heres some fun psmd gijinka au world building/lore facts!

-if marilou were to put on a normal collared shirt, the collar would transform into an upturned frilly one: bassically a pokemon 'pokemonness' (being very connected to not just nature but like the nature of the world) connects with the physical natural material in the clothes and can modify it slightly. never by a whole lot. but enough that theres a canon explanation

so yeah the universe has a species dress code basically

-species names function a bit like last names. most (but not everyone!) does have a 'real' name, and in smaller communities generally everyone will know and address others as such (with the exception of like, an elder figure, like a kid won't call the kind charizard across the street by her name she's 'ms charizard' ), but generally speaking it's rude to ask for someones name, or adress someone by such if they havn't told you you can. whats wacky is sometimes if someones adopted by another species they'll adopt an aspect of one of their adoptive parental figures names as a middle name. Marilou and Comet both do this! Marilou's full name is 'Marilouise Brazil Oshawott' Brazil as in the tree nut (Nuzleaf's name) and is 'Comet Costa' Bulbasaur' Costa like Carracosta

- humans (while considered exitnct technically can still exist in the psmd-gijinka verse) can't have 'unnatural' hair colors! within anime reason of course like a black haired humans hair can be actually a shade of blue but like, a human can't naturally have a bright colorful hair color: they can have any color eyes though!

-pokemon still come from eggs in the psmdgijinka-verse. And they still can only reproduce with pokemon from the same egg group and the species of the kid will ussually be that of the 'mother' theres a chance it can be the other parent's. though maybe some species may give live birth like how there are some reptiles etc in our world that do that, but i'm not sure yet. yeah I'm that one nerd that will go on about how theoretically how pikachu can be both a mammal and lay eggs

-most fairy types have particularly like idk the word cause usually 'fair' means pale but what I really mean is that when drawing a fairy type I'll make sure they're skin tone is more saturated than I'd usually choose has more noticeable blush and is closer to the red/pink then orange/yellow hue

-so the shades of color a pokemon can be varies a lot! however the shiny color of a pokemon does effect this. like take vaporeon for example, It's more common for a vaporeon's shades of blue to be teal then indigo sense indigo is closer to purple (vaporeons shiny color)

-while more rare type exclusionist/discrimination/not comparable to any real life bigotry so idk what to call it does exist: like they make grass type dominated towns where fire types aren't allowed and dark and ghost types are often stereotyped as mischievous and up to no good. like yeah sometimes they are but not to the extent that people act

[ask-sarah-and-co]

🎁 for stella!

yesss the lil girlie

Stella Carina Moon-Adamu (Adopted, orphan) Parents- Sarah Adamu, Hugh Adamu Age- 13 Female, she/her Pokemon- Hue (the unreleased shiny paldean tauros), popplio, eevee (solstice+khione kiddo) Bi, aroace

She’s inspired by a sim I made (who I love sm). Also moon was her og family’s name and she kept it :)

[johtomoonfestival]

🐣 + F

Pokemon Adoption!

#F - Eevee LVL 1 - Calm Nature - Mix with Houndoom - Knows Flamethrower.

Though it was young, it came over to sniff out Connor's hand when it was offered. Not even a day old, but it was clearly showing its own personality. Its fur had a reddish hue to it, so different from the milk chocolate brown fur most Eevees were known for. Just one look in its eyes, you know it has fire in its heart.

It went happily with Connor, as a new friend.

[imfluentinfangirlandgay]

Elevated Railways - Ch 19

Ingo has been in Hisui for two years when two children fall from the sky - with wings like his. Did they come from the same place he did?

Word Count: ~2500

Sleep eluded Ingo yet again. The nightmare from yesterday morning still plagued him. He did not wish to see it again, the writhing, decaying bodies of his kids screaming, wailing- 

Tonight, he ensured to lay his wings on top of the rest of the pile and make it easy for him to disentangle himself from the mass of limbs and heads that was now the nest. With the excess bed warmers involved, like the Eevee, it was growing increasingly difficult to do so, but he managed. He slipped out the door, donning his coat and hat. 

He meandered to the edge of the cliff face and sat down, dangling his legs over the side. He huffed out, his breath cold in the crisp air. Winter was settling in on the mountain now, and it was coming on strong. The winds were picking up more regularly, the chills setting in even during the daytime. Ingo was shocked it hadn’t snowed up here yet. He was usually the first in Hisui to get snow this time of year due to the altitude at which he lived (other than the entirety of the Icelands, of course, but that was simply the climate out there). 

No sooner had that train of thought left the station than he felt something alight on his cheek. He brushed at it, feeling moisture. He hadn’t heard any rain or thunder, so it must have been one thing. Snow. 

He lowered his hand and rocked back onto his palms, tucking his wings against his back to conserve warmth. After being in Hisui for so long, he did not mind the cold as much as he used to, though he still preferred spring. 

He would never see spring in Hisui again, would he? He’d never see another litter of Sneasel hatch, mewling and wriggling, blind and deaf. He’d never get to taste the raw Combee honey that came from the newly-evolved Roselia buds, before their toxins had fully kicked in. He would never get to look out at this view again… 

He did not notice tears on his face until a snowflake touched the teartracks, freezing to it immediately. He did not make an effort to wipe it away. He simply continued to watch the landscape below him, the light of the nearly-full moon bathing the world in a silver hue. The Clefairy would be out again soon, he realized. The Glalie would return to the southern parts of the mountain, thinking that it would stay chilly. It would not. 

He pulled out his flute. He brought it to his lips, ensuring to start softly and slowly increase the volume instead of just blowing into it like he normally did. Pale fingers graced and danced along the silver instrument in a mastered routine, reaping a melody haunting and sweet and melancholic in origin. He played through that song again. The one that Emmet had reminded him of. He played it once. Twice. Three times… 

He was dimly aware of a presence next to him, warming him, but he did not stop playing. He played the song over and over and over again until he ran out of breath. By the time he did, his fingers were going numb from the cold. They could barely reach the proper notes anymore. Snow had built up around him, to his mild surprise. He was covered in a thin blanket of snow by now, the white patches beginning to swallow up his coat. He would have joked that someone could mistake him for Emmet. 

Ingo looked up to see his company. His Lady sat with him, watching the landscape, her large, thick legs also dangling off the side of the cliff. When Ingo had lowered the flute, she looked down at him. She cocked her head. Ingo said nothing as he leaned into her. She pulled him into her, laying a large, clawed hand around his shoulders. They sat together for much, much longer, watching the moon slowly drift through the sky above them, giving way to the bright, still-cold sun. 

—---------

“Dad? Dad, are you okay?” 

Ingo swung his head up in confusion. He was outside, covered in and surrounded by snow. He was wet, too. How long had he been out here? Next to him was Sneasler. He leaned on her like he would a tree, having dozed off on her warm body. She huffed at him and smiled, ruffling his hair. He shivered and pulled his coat tighter around him. “I- I am quite alright. Just n-need to warm up.” He addressed whoever might be behind him. He made a move to stand, his legs stiff. Sneasler offered her claw as a stable support as he struggled onto two feet, wincing and flexing his wings. His body shivered again.

“Why are you out here?” He looked around blearily. Rei and Akari were both outside, standing close by him. The sun was barely peeking out from beyond the horizon. 

“I could not sleep, but I did not wish to bother you. My Lady, is there anything I shall assist you with today?” He brushed off his coat and adjusted it, noting how heavy it was from melted snow. There was now a patch in the white powder that covered the ground in a fine layer that was shaped like a certain Noble and Warden. 

Sneasler shook her head at him. She tapped on his shoulder then pointed to the tent. “Sneas. Sneasler snea.” 

“Are you informing me that I should sleep in a bed?” Ingo asked her. She nodded and chirped at him. “I cannot guarantee that my engines will rest properly-”

“Dad, this is the second night in a row you haven’t slept at all,” Akari cut in. She grabbed onto his coat - then recoiled. “Wait - you’re freezing! You’re going to get sick like this! Come on, Uncle Emmet is boiling some water, you need to get inside and get changed now. We can get you some blankets-”

“Akari, I can assure you I will be alright-”

“Sneas!” Sneasler basically shoved him off towards the tent. The twins managed to catch him as he stumbled sluggishly. 

“Dad, you’re like ice. Come on, we’re getting you inside,” Rei said as he took Ingo’s wrist and Akari took the other, practically dragging him in. 

“I am just a little chilly, I will survive.”

“But we don’t want you to get sick!” AKari shoved open the door with her foot and pulled Ingo inside. Ingo had to admit, it was rather cozy inside. Emmet sat at the far end of the tent, heating a pot of water over the small stove. It had a Vulpix inside. “Uncle Emmet! He was outside all night! He said he couldn’t sleep and now he’s freezing!” 

Emmet turned from what he was doing at the pot. His wings were mussed up, so Ingo suspected he had just awoken himself. His hat and coat were discarded for now. If it were not for the smile, Ingo would have thought it was himself standing over the water. 

His twin’s eyebrows knitted as he abandoned the water, Alakazam taking over stirring while Emmet strode to the others. He placed his hand against Ingo’s cheek. “Ingo. You are frozen.” He raised an eyebrow. “Couldn’t sleep?” 

“I was having trouble getting my engines to power down properly and I had not intended to be out for long-”

“Coat off. Change your tunic. Kids, blankets.” Even as he was barking out orders, he removed Ingo’s coat and hat with a flourish of his hands, setting them out by the stove to dry. He threw a clean Pearl Clan tunic in Ingo’s face, nearly knocking him over. The children turned around as he sluggishly changed. He had not realized how numb his fingers were until he was trying to grasp the hem of the cloth. Emmet ended up having to help him get it off and then affix the new one. Once he was satisfied with Ingo’s wardrobe change, he pointed at the nest. Ingo had half a mind to simply not go, but he was dragged once again by the younger twins. They bundled him up in blankets, laying on either side of him. Akari whistled for Ninetails to come over, providing her gentle heat for the frozen human. 

Ingo laid in bed, drowsy… but unable to sleep. He relayed this information to the children. 

They sat for a moment, looking at each other. Then Akari brightened up. “Dad, roll onto your stomach. I have an idea.” She stood up and scampered off somewhere to grab something. Ingo obliged her, sighing as he settled his chin onto his hands. 

Akari’s footsteps rushed back. “Got it. Lay your wings out.” Ingo did as she asked, allowing them to rest flat on the sides of the blankets and in the children’s laps. He heard a familiar popping sound of something being opened just before two sets of hands began working methodically, slowly, through his feathers. He understood suddenly. He let out a deep sigh as they continued to move around his wings, the softness and the quiet shuffling of his own feathers lulling him back to sleep. 

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He awoke to quiet murmuring. Ingo blinked his eyes open and stretched, all six of his limbs stretching out to their full length. He lifted his head and looked around. 

The twins and Emmet were standing by the door, speaking quietly. For some reason, someone must have stuffed cotton into his head because he couldn’t hear them very well. He sat up, yawning. He sniffled. Why did he feel so stuffy? He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. 

“Dad, you’re up!” He was gently tackled around the middle by Akari. He chuckled and held her back, kissing her temple. 

“So I am. Did you keep yourselves occupied as I rested my engines?”

“We were actually about to leave for the party. We didn’t want to go without you but we also didn’t want to wake you up.” She knelt next to him and smiled at him. “You don’t have to come if you don’t want to! It’s going to be a lot of people.”

“Give me a moment to collect my belongings and I will be there, too. I would not want to miss it. This celebration is for you two, after all.” He stood, earning some pops in his knees. He stretched his back and arms and grabbed his now-dry coat and hat, shrugging them on. He also grabbed his satchel. “Alright, I am prepared. Lead the way.” 

“Can we fly now?” Akari begged him. She turned immediately so he could check her wings. His hands lighted through her feathers, checking them over. They were already beginning to grow back. Ingo sighed. 

“I suppose so. Let us do a practice run to ensure that you can fly with four wings now, but I believe that you may be alright. If you still had the one set, though, I would not hesitate to leave you grounded.” 

She spun on her heel, sweeping him into a hug. “Oh, thank you, Dad! I love you!” 

He blanched for half a second before returning the hug. “I love you, too.” 

She spun herself away again and out the door, dragging her brother close behind her. They ran off, beginning to take off already. Ingo tossed out Alakazam and Gliscor to keep an eye on them as he caught up. Emmet hung back so Ingo could walk with him. “You do not look good, Ingo,” Emmet noted. “You look sick.” 

“My engines are running optimally. I will be fine, I am not going to miss this. They are both incredibly excited about it.” He watched the children swoop through the sky, playing tag, whooping and hollering in excitement at their new set of wings. They hadn’t gotten to use them yet. 

“Dad! Uncle Emmet! Watch this!” Akari shrunk one set of her wings, keeping the other optimal for gliding. She cut through the air like a freight train, at the last second turning on a dime by tucking in the larger set. They were both getting good with the new wings, Ingo had to admit. 

“Bravo, Akari!”

“Verrry impressive!” 

They let the children practice some more as the two brothers stood and watched. “What is the real reason you are not sleeping?” Emmet asked him. He could feel Emmet’s eyes on him. 

Ingo did not answer for a moment. He figured there was no point in lying. “That nightmare the other day. It was… jarring.” 

“Yes?” Emmet encouraged him, looking back up at the two teens. 

“They were screaming and bleeding. They were crying for me and I did nothing. I stood there and watched them as they…” he faltered. Emmet did not seem to need more words, however. 

“What happened was not your fault.” 

“Both times, I could have stopped it.” 

“And they are still here, are they not?”

“Emmet, you heard them. They died. Arceus killed them. The only reason they are still here is because it wanted them to be here.” 

“But here they are,” Emmet gestured up. They were still playing up in the sky, oblivious to the conversation happening below them. “They are young. They will make mistakes. What matters is we are there to pick up after them.” 

Ingo sighed. “But I could have stopped it in the first place.” 

“We discussed this. I could have stopped your disappearance, too. And yet, we are about to return to the home station. We cannot dwell forever, Ingo.” A hand slipped around Ingo’s tired shoulders. 

Ingo said nothing in response, opting instead to watch them. His ears and nose were becoming increasingly annoying, as they were still stuffed with cotton. He had to breathe through his mouth, which made him note the soreness of his throat. He coughed the cold air out. 

“Ingo. You are sick.” 

“I will be fine.”

“You should stay home-”

“I am not missing a celebration meant for my own children,” he insisted. Emmet sighed, but dropped it. 

“Come on, guys! The sun will be going down soon! We should head out!” Rei and Akari both hovered in the air, beckoning to them. Gliscor swooped around them, chittering in excitement. Ingo shook Emmet’s arm off him and expanded his wings, grabbing his cap in his hands as he took off, lifting himself up into the air. He heard Emmet just behind him. Gliscor approached Ingo and chittered at him in concern. It must have noticed his state. He brushed it off. The children smiled at them, leading them to the horizon, towards Jubilife. 

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[greentrickster]

To be fair to you, the shiny Eevee sprite looks like a blondish hue, while the figurine looks kinda greenish (which is kinda funny since your name’s GreenTrickster, and you got tricked by a greenish Eevee)

^U^ Thanks! Also, my luck is such that, until poking around the Pokemon fandom, I'd never seen a shiny eevee before. You're right about it looking a touch green and about it being funny, though, it was just also one of those "I can't believe I didn't notice this, I must scream forever now" moments. ;)

Thanks for the ask!