#claitea

[goldensunset]

i wanted to see what blonde n would look like...

i'm too used to green hair to fully appreciate but yknow what i think i kinda see the vision

AAAAAAA BLOND N JUMPSCARE!!! i agree i’m so used to green n and i think an unnatural (but also like. nature-y) color suits him well but also like this is pretty cute…. in another life he could’ve been a surfer dude

[doodlewizardry]

thank you for that tag hehe it was really sweet to see!! i'm really glad you liked my comics and again i always Loved seeing your thoughts on them. honestly i liked rei enough as a character but i appreciated him even more after seeing your takes on him haha. you have a good new year too!!

<3 thank you!

[emolgabrine]

I know I already headcanon Phoenix with heterochromia (brown right eye, blue left eye), but I think it would be fun if I gave the same combination to Clay too.

Partially to reference the Japanese name (meaning Blue Earth) and partially because it would be funny for two of the people Apollo knows to have it, especially with the same color combination

[colorful-bees]

11 for the writing asks?

Once again, this is for my WIP of Chapter 2 for Imitation

11, what scene am I most hyped for? That's by far the scene where Volo actually learns about Type: Null for the first time. I'm obviously pretty excited to write him stealing it but I'm more excited to write about him first coming to the realization about what it is more. That scene is really what's driving me to want to finish this chapter.

[claitea]

on one hand i want the same username across sites so i'm easy to find. on the other hand i have the url "thoughtpeek" now bc i checked it out of curiosity

[hadalzonee]

okay just kidding i'm not going to bed

it's the childhood neglect. it's ghetsis/whoever in team plasma that "raised" him not caring if n had clothes that fit him. it's n not being allowed to grow up, being stuck in the childhood he was trapped in all his life even beyond the walls of his bedroom. it's n being given a life, a duty, a destiny he doesn't fit into. it's the comfort of sticking with something long after it stops being good for you -- it's n going back to his castle in bw2 because it's all he ever knew. it's a fucking shirt that's obviously too small for him but he keeps wearing it anyway because he doesn't know any better because how could he

my insane n observation for the night: his shirt is too small for him. this has Implications but it's 1:30am and i'm too tired to be comprehensible right now so you can fill in the blanks yourself

[jaredthebc]

Enjoy this ooc OC lore lol

Kyurem and Olive The Smoliv my beloved funny siblings (Olive belongs to @claitea where as Kyurem is the same Kyurem from Jay’s ref sheet)

[voltaicsnail]

Yoooo I'm not dead I just have the ADHD curse.

Get Plasma Feor'ed. Renamed Ascelepius by Cupid !! thank you !!

TW CHILD ABUSE !

His hand are actually blackened (@claitea told me i should go for it so thank you lol)

Ghetsis forced him to get that , to make believe the grunts that Feor was indeed god like and taking away the pain and suffering , and it was tainting his hands. Feor was believed to do miracles. He still somehow believes it.

[pillowbugs]

actually, @claitea 's post re: the shadow triad awoke an old idea i had slumbering in the back of my mind. it's the (canonically disproven) 'striaton trio as shadow triad' theory, though, so it isn't exactly canon-compliant.

imagine, if you will, three orphans. triplets. they have no parents - none, but for a man seeking young children to aid his purpose. easily malleable, with a deep gratitude, for he is their saviour; that can be further deepened, further sharpened into his blade. from this moment on, they will be his loyal soldiers; the shadow triad.

they don't need names. they don't remember having any names before ghetsis found them, and he had already done so much for them, giving them a roof over their heads; it would be too much to ask him to spend more effort on picking names for them, too.

as for all siblings, however, the order of their birth is important in deciding who gets to boss the other two around, gets to take the fall for their younger siblings, and so they just pick the most efficient names. one, two and three. oldest to youngest. easy for everyone to remember.

though, the distinction is unimportant to everyone but themselves. one is cold and calm, best at assassinations; two is fiery, best at spreading terror - and, relatedly, their dedicated arsonist; and three helps cover their escapes, with various powders and traps and poisons.

they're always a team, however, so who does what is irrelevant in practice. they are one unit. everyone treats them as a collective; the shadow triad.

perhaps, if one had looked closer, had bothered to learn the differences among triplets, they would've realised that three's role almost never involved killing, only supporting - the other two, and above all lord ghetsis.

and perhaps, then, they would've predicted -

imagine, the shadow triad, sent on their first major mission at the age of thirteen. their target is a train station; their purpose, to cause panic. to pick out those who would resist team plasma in the future, to eliminate them before they become a problem.

three - or the man who once was three - will tell you, as he told his siblings then, that it was because he liked trains and couldn't bear to destroy them, that he got cold feet, that he begged to his siblings, kneeling before them, please, i can't do this. we can't do this.

but really, it was something more; truly seeing the world outside the castle for the first time, seeing all the people and their pokémon, living happily together. the world outside, three realises, is full of kindness; not the bleak, cruel world that lord ghetsis said he had saved them from, that he would change.

they are cruel to a world that was cruel to them. but when the world greets them with kindness, friendly passengers extending a helping hand to three young teens they don't even know - what then?

one and two cover for him that day. and regardless, their bomb threat is foiled; there had been quite a few experienced trainers on board who had fought them off, and then disarmed the bomb. three wonders, if not for his hesitation, would they have succeeded instead?

the doubt grows within him, as he watches one take the blame for their failure, punished personally by lord ghetsis; as two grows more distant, more anxious to help support one better - perhaps, they had already realised it; all three of them have trained to be one unit of the same mind. (not hard enough, for why else would three be the only one to waver?)

three is not suited for team plasma. he knows this. he knows that ghetsis had taken him in for a purpose, a role, one he knows he will never fulfill. and really, it doesn't matter that he isn't with his siblings; one is the perfect assassin, ghetsis' right hand. by that logic, two is his left hand, and three -

three is unneeded. he is only a burden to his siblings, holding them back, the reason they had failed, the reason they were punished. he cannot be part of team plasma. he does not want to be part of team plasma.

defecting from lord ghetsis' cause means death. and three is a coward - he must be, to waver at the realisation of the deaths he would cause, of the suffering he would exact on innocent people. so, when he leaves, with nothing but the clothes on his back and his pansage - the one pokémon that has always been with him, who stuck with him when he forgot kindness, and will stay with him as he relearns it - he writes notes to those he will be leaving behind.

lord ghetsis, i have failed. i can serve you no longer, for my ideals have strayed. i have punished myself accordingly, by the time you will be reading this.

one, two, i'm sorry. i'm too weak to fulfill lord ghetsis' vision. i have failed, and dragged you both down with me, time after time. you both know that i could never stomach the full extent of our role, and you covered for me then. you've sacrificed so much, all because i could not go through with the orders i was given. hopefully, i will never be a problem for you both again. i have punished myself as is fitting for my crime. please, stay alive. stay safe.

as he leaves the castle, climbing out of the tunnels beneath the pokémon league, he looks toward the building, for a moment; he contemplates telling the champion - if he's around, or if not, the elite four - about the castle beneath theirs, and its lord. but he quashes the thought quickly - for one, it's unlikely they'll believe him, as all humans that he knows of are skeptical of things such as this, of him; and if they believed him, they would go on the assault, without mercy, and then one and two would be caught in the crossfire. would be expected to die.

so, he turns away, and climbs down the cliffs, towards a new life. away from team plasma, away from everything he's known. he is free, he realises, for he can no longer be part of the shadow triad, can no longer be three.

for the first time, he thinks about names; about what he'd like to call himself, and he comes up with something quite quickly. it doesn't mean anything, but he likes it. and really, he has no one to question him now.

three is dead. cilan is alive. cilan is free.

[merps]

:3 new icon + mobile theme, icon was a commission by @/claitea!!! (see rb above)

[tamlins-stories-and-poems]

Drew @claitea’s Clear and their team (which includes my Hisuian Skitty/Delcatty) deal with the third time said team has frozen the water dish today, at 4 or 5 am

[goldensunset]

pet pic 👍

WAUHHHGHG the double whammy of Buppy and zorua plushie….

[ask-the-author-oneshot]

The sprites I ended up using are by @nyat-a-cat and I will not show them by themselves yet because of the image cap on tumblr

The following sprites I didn’t end up using because I liked Nyat’s better, but these were still great imo. The person is @claitea

Nyat-a-cat’s sprites, part 1/2

[colorful-bees]

Wrote (the start) of another fic

A bit of a niche concept that was inspired by some conversation on @claitea's blog that really just wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote about it.

Fic description: Human ingenuity was an impressive and sometimes disgusting thing. Volo wasn't a fan of this Type: Null, this sorry imitation of Arceus but he was at heart, an opportunist. And within this creature, he saw potential to further his goal of meeting and subjugating Arceus. It could serve a purpose to him.

[toonilumi]

art i made for other people

characters featured

judy - yasmiine

alto - claitea

archer - pawstones

oleg - GoSilverRaven

[pkmnrangeralto]

I'm not great with introductions, so I'll keep this brief.

I'm Alto, a Pokémon Ranger from Fiore currently doing work in Unova. I'm also a falconer — my family in Fiore manages the Skyline Sanctuary, we handle training bird Pokémon and caring for birds brought in by the Ranger Union.

Needless to say, I'm very experienced with bird Pokémon, and as a Ranger I have general knowledge of other species. I had heard people set up blogs to talk about and answer Pokémon related questions, so here I am. Please feel free to ask me anything.

I hope that's all I need for an intro? I'm not sure what else I need to say.

(ooc info under cut)

hi i'm clai, fae/they! my main blog is @claitea :)

alto's refs and info about them is here! a lot of that isn't canon its just filler for that wiki page format lmao

this probably wont be very lore-heavy of a blog, i'm here to discuss worldbuilding and headcanons in an in-universe context lmao

over on main i also post oc x canon of them sometimes, but there won't be any focus on it here

pelipper mail, musharna mail, magic anons and all that are welcome!

emphasizing that i am. Very new to rotomblr and barely know how it works haha. bare with me i just wanted a funny little alto blog

not sure how the tagging system will work on this blog either so that will be updated in the future hopefully. so far, the only tag is "not alto" for any mod posts

anything ooc will be in [square brackets], and i like typing in lowercase while alto will type with perfect grammar