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deafeningeagleking · 11 months ago

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High-level Sorc/Wiz(or Cleric willing to spend a Miracle) can run (Greater) Anticipate Teleport and jump back home just before you arrive

Also I am not completely sold on Wizard omnipotence. I am sorry but I am bugged by "everyone" sweeping statement.

Here`s my test subject for caster omnipotence: Voidmind Half Stained Glass Golem Wereboar Crystalline Troll

Regeneration/acid over immunity to acid and to non-lethal damage

Immunity to everything that allows SR except Shatter and sonic(both of which are raw damage, but look above), to mind-affecting, to ability damage/drain and energy drain

+24(unless I mismathed) Fort save and, with Steadfast Determination, +18 Will(plus no nat1 Fort fail)

Shapechanger subtype that allows to reverse Polymorph-based effects as standard action

Can take Trollbane immunity as a feat

1/day (Su) 30ft cone of acid that stuns for 1d4+1 rounds, Fort DC 29 to negate if I didnt mismath

Enough treasure to be spent on a good bow and on Feathered Wings Fiendish Graft, which is (explicitly IIRC) allowed.

CR 13 precisely.

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At higher CRs you can expend the encounter:

Couple Dretch Beguiler 1 / Fiend of Possession 5 / Fiend of Corruption 1. At 9 HD and +2 LA they are precisely within range of pre-Epic NPC Simulacrum. Each of them can provide +3 untyped to ability score and either +4 profane to ability or +5 equivalent of special qualities to bow, both of which can be readjusted at will. Also each of them alone has CR 9, which makes math trivial - 9+9=11, 11+13=14.

Voidmind-bound Illithids - there are 3 of them, and they can manifest powers from 5 miles away. Basic Midnight Augmentation + Bonus Essentia allows base Illithid to manifest Bestow Power for 9 pp granting 14 pp, I am pretty sure as levels go up there are better infinity engines. 2x Psion X and Psion X+2 come to group CR 11+X, or you could reshuffle them in different ways

A caster of their own. Ur-Priest has semi-unique accelerated spell progression(at slightly reduced slot capacity), but I think thinking around may bring other good opponent candidates.

Here is my adored CR 20 encounter:

4 Trolls, 2 Dretches each: 1 bow-hosted and 1 troll-hosted. Bow is Dragonbone Bone(2d8 damage, 140ft range increment) and arrows are Howling Dragonfang Serpentstongue(+1 (Ex) sonic damage, hybrid slashing/piercing damage). Uses one of free feats for proficiency with it. Bow Dretch in passive mode is +1 Eager Warning, for +2 untyped +5 insight on Initiative

2 Illithid Psions 5 and Psion 8, with P8 using (Mental Tap / Capacitor+Transducer) Psionic Tattoo of Schism and blasting/healing to hearts content while 2xP5 focus on alternately providing secondary fire support and running infinite PP engine. To repeat again, they are not here - they are sitting miles away in a scry-proof area, and use Voidmind Trolls as mediums for manifesting. Psion 8 may drop a Null Psi Field onto whichever Troll is within grapple distance of your casters.

Human Cleric 1(Magic, Planning, Rebuke Dragons) / Necromancer (Enhance Undead) 1 / X 1 / Human Paragon 2 / Ur-Priest 8 / Paragnostic Apostle(See through Veil) 1 with Practiced Spellcaster(Ur-Priest) putting CL=HD. Has DMM-Persisted Divine Power and Draconic Polymorph (Sand Giant). Has augmented all bows and natural weapons with Ghost Touch via Blink Dog Tooth. Has a Greater Spell-Storing Ring made by Chameleon with effective ability score 36 and Enhance Item feat(for +13 to DC of spells cast from it), filled by... Well, ;). Also he carries a Runestaff(1x Miracle, (4x) well, (: ) crafted by same and charged with Twin-Spellstaff of... Well, ;). For Miracle in particular, since he has Wis of 26, its DC is 40, nice and even - and he can Chain it; His classic opening is Baleful Polymorph(Toad). Also he has 5 Spell-Storing Arrows charged with Sudden Max Sudden Emp DMM Twin/Repeat Chill Touch, and Divine Defiance feat

2 Rebuke-Controlled Gem Dragons, Young Amethyst and Young Adult Sapphire. If you manage to kill them, he has spare in the dungeon but getting new ones will eventually require a dedicated raid.

6 Rebuke-Controlled Spellstitched Devourers, with one of Stitches being 2/day Wings of Flurry, made in Desecrate zone while temporarily(through Psy Reform) having full Corpsecrafter feat line, fed by non-augmented lycanthrope trolls for 13 HD. If you kill those, getting new ones is trivial but Spellstitching will require a dedicated trip

(Plague of Undead) Awakened Zombie Colossal Monstrous Scorpion. He is here to provide a DC 50 1d10 Con injury poison, which every arrow and claw is dipped in.

4 Trolls is CR 18, Ur-Priest plus Psion 8 is CR 17, 2x Psion 5 is CR 15, 15+17=18, 18+18=20.

If you plan to Dweomerkeeper for Supernatural then so is he, which loses him 2 Devourers, while still being to curb you with Defiance(which explicitly works against "spelllike effect").

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Oops, due to reasons unknown, Crystalline Troll Regeneration is not bypassed by acid; It is bypassed by sonic and there is immunity to acid. Oh well, scrap that, use Half-Troll War Troll instead, individual CR 20

That night he dreamed. A duel between magicians makes a fascinating tale. Such tales are common—and rarely true. The winner of such a duel is not likely to give up trade secrets. The loser is dead, at the very least. Novices in sorcery are constantly amazed at how much preparation goes into a duel, and how little action. The duel with the Hill Magician started with a dream, the night after the Warlock's speech made that duel inevitable. It ended thirty years later. .... And in his sleep he concentrated, memorizing details. A narrow path curled up the hillside. Facts twisted, dreamlike. There was a companion with him; or there wasn't. The Warlock lived until he passed through the gate; or he died at the gate, in agony, with great ivory teeth grinding together through his rib cage. He woke himself up trying to sort it out. The shadowy companion was necessary, at least as far as the gate. Beyond the enemy's gate he could see nothing. A Warlock's Wheel must have been used there, to block his magic so thoroughly. Poetic justice? He spent three full days working spells to block the Hill Magician's prescient sense. During that time his own sleep was dreamless. The other's magic was as effective as his own.

Larry Niven's novelette "What Good is a Glass Dagger" isn't generally super well remembered; to the extent people think of it, it's in relation to the much more famous sequel, "The Magic Goes Away", which used magic as a metaphor for the oil and energy crisis.

(It's also one of the first stories to use the word "mana" to refer to magic power; it's still exotic enough that Niven italicizes it in the text. It's not the first ever, but I believe it's the actual source that RPGs drew on when they used that word.)

But this passage has always stuck with me. Wizard duels aren't flashy explosions of power. They're very careful maneuvering, with decades of prescience, and the winner is the one who best manages that careful maneuvering around their opponent's blind spots while creating blind spots for their opponent.

(There's a truism in D&D3.x that a level 13 wizard, with time to prepare, can kill anything that isn't preparing in return. And I feel like this story represents that concept really well, though the details are all different.)

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patheticpretending · 1 year ago

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And then they kiss /j

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mimithefunguy · 2 years ago

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i changed sweep design!

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thescribeoflostmemories · 3 years ago

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The Hunter becomes the hunted

Yandere! Capitano x huntress(?) Reader

Uh… I don't know what I was going for with this (not accurate, so I have to kinda go and just make it since this thing's rotting in my brain since my economics exam along with a few other fanfic/fic blogs to write, this'll be the last one and I'll make a bit more original ones in-between (probably..?) took heavy liberties so uh, might delete this when Natlan comes out or something.

Tw: graphic stuff, trying to murder, implied sexual themes at the end. And uh yeah if I miss anything just comment so I'll fix it., IDK if I should put 18+ warning here so better be safe than sorry folks!

Also, y'all are crazy. 100+ notes, wish I could hug you guys. 😘

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Arte, that's what they call you. Sure, you're not as strong as the title given to you but there's no denying your prowess of such skill with the bow and arrow. Being the youngest in the family, it's easier to overlook your talents and place you on the sidelines.

You've enjoyed a quiet hunt by yourself. Your family knows of this and tries to encourage you to be stronger like your siblings… your parents, grandparents, well you get it.

Rumors started around when you saved your sister from being wed to someone she didn't love, and she lacked the courage to brandish her blade to defend herself. So of course you've donned your garb, mask and weapons to 'eliminate' the suitor in a duel for her hand. Her lover too is at the side ready to swap places with you so pretend they’re 'Arte', then it was your brother's turn… followed by distant relatives, countless people tried to ask for your help in avoiding their inevitable marriage to mess up their courting competition to every eligible adult available and swap out with the person the client intends to marry at the last second. Everyone's happy with it, afterall who would question the winner?

Well, that would be the case, except. Everyone's having their own competition for your hand in marriage, not knowing that you were the one foiling other's initial plans. So imagine the shock on their faces when you tell them you'll fight for your own freedom and expect Arte to show up and sweep you off your feet. There were multiple rounds, and each battle you came out victorious. Half of the suitors had fled once they realized how much of a beast a spouse you'd be.

You had fallen in love with a hydro vision holder, a law enforcer from Fountaine. Not a person of war but a master of the quill. Their words could bend mountains and find the undeniable speck of truth.

With the finals closing in, your opponent turned out to be a gnarly man, his body riddled in battle scars. Toothless and bald even! It disgusts you to think of what he'll do to you if he wins.

The man favors raw strength, while you on the other hand are in need of swift and more tactical skills. And all it takes is to tire him out and strike where it hurts after numerous twists and turns and occasional cuts at his leg. Unknowing to the dark and cold eyes that are trained on your nimble body.

You have to thank Murata that she had given you strength and wisdom to overcome the brainless suitor. "If this is the kind of suitors that people expect me to marry, I might as well wed to myself!" Grinning as you came out nearly unscathed, victory is in your grasp!

"It would be rude to not include me, young miss." A person in armor announced his arrival. You are well aware of this person, if you are given a chance to give a description of the word abyss. It would surely be him by definition.

"Your timing is rather poor, sir knight. Unfortunately for you, I have won my own hand in marriage." You faced him, face determined to not be conquered by anyone.

" As long as there's still a suitor left, the competition for your hand is still available. Isn't that right?" It irked you that he's right, now that he's here your own victory is nulled.

"I am honored that one such as myself is considered someone of your status, however." Pointed your fletching at him. " It is unethical to participate in this time. Tomorrow dawn, sir knight."

And that was the first vow made, the last hurdle to challenge your fate. It was night, you were praying feverishly for every archon to help guide you in your journey as a last ditch in assurance. That man is not to be trifled with, who has the strength of probably more than ten. And you know this, you may only have a sliver of a chance to get out of this. But you swore to yourself that you will be unconquered and unrelenting as the howls of the fearsome storms that haunt the calm and still-ly days of yore.

At the same location, early dawn. The skies merely darken, fitting for a time of battle. In this location, you have prepared all obstacles to merely disable him and strike to end all of this charade. Legs furtively ran through nature in hopes to catch the black knight off guard. Arrows flew in all directions, in an effort to slow him down.

One mighty swing of his claymore to cut the futile attempt at harming him. You only cursed yourself at your lack of preparations. The rain's pitter patter turned heavy and made your clothes clung to your body.

The gallant man slowly closed in on you, seemingly to take a moment to savor what view he could. For a man with few words, it sickens you for feeling his eyes undressing you, yet it was hard to read his thoughts with his helmet on.

His claymore clashed against your steel bow, it doesn't feel like he's taking you seriously. More like toying with you that's for sure! The skirmish lasted for who knows how long. Heavy breaths from you and the sound of metal on metal can be heard for miles. He's enjoying it, every second of it.

A flash of light had taken you in a daze with how bright it was and he managed to scratch your eye. The searing pain caused you to scream, writhing in pain, thunder howls along with you. It was the first time you had been injured during the 'hunt'. Blood seeps out of its fleshy prison and down to your cheek, staining the ground.

You snarled at him as you disregard the weapons on hand, a flash of light signaled for the clap of thunder. Feeling the electricity coursing through you, and threw your fist at his helm as vengeance. Causing him to collapse to the ground from the shocking experience.

Time felt like it stood still. No movement was made, you won. You finally won, laughing freely at your new found freedom. Facing away from the stunned man and at the skies thanking them, the archons. Especially Murata, your beloved pyro archon and the Electro archon for their assistance in your road to freedom. Head got lighter from the blood loss, but you didn't care for that anymore. Standing a few feet away from him, relishing this greatest victory for you. At your feet is the electro vision, a prize that would forever change you.

Indeed, it is. The long, black haired man grabs your leg, forcing you to the ground clawing the earth as it leaves trails of resistance. He forced you to look at him, back against the cold ground, your hands pinned above your head. "You.. lost!" Anger seethed through your teeth.

He's so titanous compared to you. " That's what you wanted, but only a child could win so prematurely." He taunted with his baritone voice, laughing at your silly notion of winning.

" You sly bastard, unhand me!" You yelled, trying to wiggle your way out under him, his leg preventing you from moving. It only excites him, gaining a soft chuckle from the one topping you.

"You're quite adorable like this." With his free hand, ignoring the blood he smeared, caressing your cheek so lovingly, as if he had been dreaming of this moment long ago. "I finally have you within my reach…" he was saying something but with the amount of blood having spilled from your eye similarly to a tear continuously falling. A weak, pitiful cry left your lips as you kept thrashing under him. The pulsating pain filled your head, lulling you to sleep, loud ringing in your ear and as the world blurs into one all you saw is him, your soon to be husband.

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Capitano had been obsessing on you since his first witness to a 'contest' from one of your recent clients. He had an agent gather information about you to at first recruit you for your finesse. Next thing he knew, he's falling for you. You don't know how delighted he is when he finds out a contest is being held for your hand. He nearly had everything planned out. Well almost perfectly…

Once pristine face, now scarred by him. A mark that no doubt you’ll wear proudly on of these days. No one had the guts to help you, even when you aided them when they needed it. So here you are after the ceremony in your cold, dreary, shared chamber with your monstrous husband. Not many people attended the wedding, or perhaps they were warned to stay away from you.

Your older brother tried to take you back. But was given seven scars, one scar for each time he tried to get you back by your menacing fiancé for going against the rules. None would want to summon the ire of the harbinger of the cryo archon so they left you be, knowing how strong you are.

"My dear dove." He called out, slowly getting closer. When he's leaning in, merely a shy away. Holding tightly on to the ceremonial dagger tucked between the folds of the garb. Obliging him in a kiss, his tongue forcefully went past your lips abusing and possibly bruising your small mouth. His hand caught yours that was about to strike him at the back. Deepening his kiss until your back touches the king size mattress.

Capitano pulls away, after leaving you breathless, "It should be the other way around, are you that eager?" He teased, taking in the moment before enjoying you on your first night together.

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Part 1 complete!

Part 2:

#reader insert #capitano x you #fatui x reader #capitano x reader #capitano x y/n

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patheticpretending · 1 year ago

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I HAVE BEEN TAGGEEED YAAAY

Three shipz:

null x gotta sweep [BBIEAL]

The lady X thin man [LN]

Simon X Sophie [COF]

First ever ship: I forgot but I did remember shipping sally X Ben from creepypasta 😿

Last song: shut up and sleep with me [by sin with Sebastian!!]

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Tags <3 @thiccydriftyy @justalazysam @coolepicplayersblog @headbuds

hiii thanks for the tag @cyanide-rifle!! Less go

Three ships:

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And I tag uhm @eligobrrrrr @fandomandangstlover and maybe eee @psychadell c:

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kbmercer · 4 years ago

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Chapter 2: A New Beginning

[Life’s A Journey]

Summary:

A lot had happened after they parted ways. Nevertheless, the threads that tie them together remained. From children to adults, a reunion that’s long overdue leads the trio to embark on another journey.

Just like old times.

Word Count: 3.8k+

The first thing (Y/n) does when they enter Sonia’s room is divebomb onto her bed. The plush mattress effectively absorbs the weight of their descent and the trainer curls in on themselves like a Litten.

“Don’t get too comfortable,” the redhead giggles as she swiftly usurps her pillow from the resting spot.

“We have a lot to catch up on,” she says as she shoots a glance at Leon. He had relegated himself to sitting in her vanity chair.

“Yeah. Let’s not let this time go to waste!”

“Ugh. Don’t we talk to each other over the phone already?” Leon laughs as Sonia beats (Y/n) with the pillow.

“I’m kidding!” They laugh as they feebly block her attacks.

“There’s no doubt that we have a lot to catch up on, even though we do talk on the phone—especially with you.” They playfully point an accusatory finger at the violet-haired man.

Leon scratches the back of his head abashedly. “Yeah…It’s been a while…”

“I swear, both of you are so limited on time. Sometimes I feel like I’m the one keeping you two in check.” With a hand on her hip, Sonia’s lip juts out in a mild pout and (Y/n) hums.

“Not just you. Hop is mighty loquacious. I’d even go as far to say that I talk to him more than the both of you.”

While Sonia let’s out a noise of surprise, Leon chuckles.

“I suspected as much. If it’s not Gloria or me, then it’s you.”

“Ah, the new champ? I can’t believe it’s been over a year already. How’s she holding up?” (Y/n) moves from their lying position to prop their head onto their hand. Leon shifts in his seat.

“She reminds me a lot of myself. I love the battles and putting a smile on the people of Galar’s face but outside of that—paperwork, meetings with businessmen, sponsorships—it’s not the best. I see the same happening with her.”

“Oof. That’s a bummer. Though, I’m sure she’s a smart kid and will push past that.” Leon agrees with a nod. As he looks back, his business relations weren’t all too terrible. As he grew into the Champion role he had the likes of Rose and Oleana to assist. He will be forever grateful for that help and has been using that knowledge to do the same for Gloria.

“The Galar League is very different from all other regions. While the League is a big deal everywhere else to some extent, Galar is on a different level entirely. It’s like battling here is integral to life, even if you don’t progress very far…”

“That may be true, but I still think that in terms of overall prowess, Galar has a lot to work on.” Leon’s expressive contemplativeness elicits quiet laughs from them and Sonia.

“Stop it. Give Galar a lil’ more credit!” They sit up and cross their legs.

“You’ve still held on to that dream, huh.” Sonia says admirably. Her phrasing was more-so a statement than a question.

It was as if the temperature grew a bit warmer as both (Y/n) and their red-headed friend watched the fire in Leon’s bright eyes glow.

“The dream to make the people of Galar the strongest in the world. A noble endeavor,” (Y/n) teases though Leon pays no mind.

“I meant it then and I mean it now. If I can contribute to making that goal a reality I’ll do what I can.”

“You’ve already done more than enough…” Sonia smiles and (Y/n) intercedes.

“You’re such an over-achiever!”

“You’re ones to talk,” the ex-Champion counters. He swiftly moves from the chair and scoops (Y/n) off Sonia’s bed. They sputter a protest as they’re lifted. The strength that both of their friends possessed was astounding.

“Speaking of champs—congrats on becoming the Unova Champ, mate!”

(E/c) eyes stare into the man’s amber before they begin laughing once more.

“You’re a little too late. Have been Champion for a few years now.”

“Yes, and in those few years we’ve yet to see you. I think it’s high-time to give a proper celebration don’t you think?” They huff before landing a light punch to his chest.

“You don’t have to do that.”

“No no. I want to.”

“Don’t let this opportunity slip, (Y/n)! We need to make the most of this while we can!” Sonia presses. (Y/n) was never one for parties but seeing both her friends adamantly agree to the idea is something that they couldn’t bring themselves to reject.

“Fine,” they concede with a sigh. “But don’t get ahead of yourselves. We’re keeping it small.”

Both nod happily. Even though Leon and Sonia are relatively private people, they weren’t above going wild at grand parties.

“I also think it’s high-time that we have a battle for old times sake!” (Y/n) huffs at his enthusiasm.

“Always the one to jump right into it, yeah?” Ah, well, it’s not like I didn’t see it coming.” They shrug as a smug smile grows on their face.

“I’m sure Hop gave you the Mega Stones?” Leon’s eyes grow as he is reminded of this. In his excitement for meeting (Y/n), he had forgotten about the items in his possession. Fishing them out of his pocket he showcases them to the two in the room. Sonia gasps, the academic in her rears its head.

“A Charizardite X?! These stones are so rare to find! How’d you get your hands on them?! Her verdant irises analyze the items. The ex-champion hands them to the professor to further examine to which she does with vigor.

“During my time in Kalos, I came across a hiker that was selling ore. It happened to be within the bunch.” Crossing their arms, (Y/n) lulls their head to the side. “It’s been sitting in my bag for a while and that’s just a waste.” They jut a thumb toward the violet-haired man. “There’s only one person I know that has a Charizard.”

“It’s nice to know that you think of me whenever Charizard is a topic.”

“Hmm. My colleagues like to drag me on escapades after the League challenges end. So, I’ve been dragged into helping study Mega Evolution.”

“You said that you didn’t find out anything new?” Sonia asks. She was fully aware of the work her childhood friend had been doing but had never gotten close to an artifact closely linked to the profound Evolution.

“We haven’t. The stones are a thing we’ve known about for a while, there just isn’t a whole lot of information about Mega Evolution’s history. As much as I’d like to explain further, we’d be here all day. Plus, it’d be better to learn first-hand right?”

“Go on then,” she agrees giving the item back to Leon and they head out the room and down the stairs.

As the trio make their way out the house, they join with Hop and Magnolia. The younger brother was busy tossing a ball out to the slew of pokémon that occupied the field. (Y/n) and Leon both had released their teams for some exercise, and it looked like they were having a blast. Most of them were passing the play-thing around before returning it to the teen while Magnolia stood elsewhere leisurely waving a feather toy at Babe and Yamper.

Noticing the pokémon’s attention being shifted away from the ball causes the boy to follow their line of sight.

“Done having your convo already?”

“Not quite,” Leon says as he rolls his shoulders. “We’re gonna take the pitch and have us a good battle.”

“This will be a one-on-one for now. We’re testing things out.” While the explanation was pretty vague on it’s own, Hop understands what the Unova Champion means. He was about to see what Mega Evolution was all about.

With a small cheer in anticipation, he is quick to help corral the pokémon away from the violet-clad battlefield. Sonia and Magnolia meet together on the sidelines and the former professor hums.

“I will take the position of referee if that is alright with you all.”

(Y/n) smiles, “Not at all.”

“That’s more than alright, Gran. Besides, I want to document as much as I possibly can.” She pulls a memo pad from her coat pocket and calls her Rotom Phone forward to record.

“Alright, Charizard. You’re up.” The fire-flying type gives out a sprightly roar and takes a battle stance on his trainer’s end of the pitch.

Lulu, (Y/n)’s Lopunny is called forward. With a prompt explanation, the rabbit pokémon shares a determined look with her trainer and confidently enters the field. Leon takes note of the pink bow that (Y/n) wrapped around the pokémon’s left ear, a stone similar to Charizard’s was in the center but in shades of yellow and brown.

The tension in the air is palpable. Both pokémon keep their eyes on each other as they stand off. Seconds feel like minutes, then Professor Magnolia commences the battle with the stamp of a cane. In a split-second, Charizard and Lulu are already at each other. Padded paws grip sharp claws as both pokémon dig their heels into the sturdy ground, their strength being pushed against one another prevent any sort of pushback before the two ultimately separate. Jumping back to their ends of the field, both pokémon lunge at each other once more to meet in the center.

“Charizard, use Dragon Claw!”

“Counter with Mega Punch!”

The physical attacks make impact, the force of both coming together leaving a blast of air in their wake as it billows throughout the area. (Y/n) feels it flow through their clothing and Leon felt it weave through his hair. The greenery that surrounds them rustle loudly as the fight continues.

“Fire Fang!”

“Dodge and use Shadow Ball!”

Taking a leap over Charizard, Lulu creates a sphere of ominous energy in between her paws and brings it down on her adversary, though Charizard is quick on his feet and redirects. The Shadow Ball is destroyed as he brings his heated fangs down on the attack. The spectral power is enough to nullify his Fire Fang however, and the flames in his maw dissipate. Lulu gives a teasing snicker and Charizard releases a low growl blowing the aftermath of smoke from his nose.

“Brutal Swing!”

“Breaking Swipe!”

Both trainers had shouted their commands in unison. The two pokémon go for a sweep but are caught at an impasse once more. (Y/n) hums amusedly. If their attacks were going to constantly be nulled, this match was going to be a lengthy one. Leon appears to share the same sentiment.

“I guess some things never change! Even now we still manage to hold each other off!” The glint in the former champ’s warm amber eyes showed a sense of renewed spirit and anticipation. (Y/n) responds in kind.

“You and I have only gotten stronger since times past. It’s only natural we’d be neck and neck with each other again.” Their smile was prideful, (e/c) eyes harboring mischief. “But we also understand that one of us will slip-up eventually. Regardless of who that may be, Lulu and I will give our 110 percent!” Leon lets out a joyful laugh.

“Well said! We won’t lose, so prepare yourself!”

As they stand by, Sonia and Hop can feel their hearts race. Spectating Leon and (Y/n) as both stand assertively and give quick-witted directions to their pokémon was a sight to behold. Swift and graceful movements between Charizard and Lopunny almost look like a dance. Neither of them let up and devote all their focus on both the opponent and the commands of their respective trainers. Directions continued to be shouted and every time both pokémon went to deal damage it would only end in a stalemate. The clock ticks and Sonia soon begins to notice that the two creatures are starting to grow tired. Movement starts to slow down little by little. Room for exploiting weak points were gradually opening for them both. Meanwhile, Hop and Professor Magnolia gauge the Mega Stones that Charizard and Lulu wear. Both had gradually begun to glow the longer the two butt heads. It was only a matter of time before their power took effect. Though, the call to transformation was a two-way street.

(Y/n) is quick to make the call.

“Alright! I think it’s time we speed up the process. As much as I love a good battle, I don’t have all day,” (Y/n)’s words are teasing as they move their hand to wrap around their Key Stone. The Key Stone activates, and Lulu’s Mega Stone reacts. The symbol that lie in the center of Lulu’s Lopunnite glows radiantly and the warm mix of yellow and brown is overtaken by an ethereal rainbow. The multicolored aura expands, encasing the pokémon in a prominent crystal before it breaks open to reveal the Lopunny’s transformation. Her appearance is more dynamic with the fur on her ears being shaved down—the tuft being more prominent at the top of the head in the reminiscent form of a butterfly. Voices of wonder flow through the audience. With a flourish, Lulu takes an arm and sweeps a long ear away from her face before taking a boxing stance.

Leon had watched their actions intently and the activation to Mega Evolution seemed simple enough. He is quick to follow suit.

“I’m game for a quick-fire round. Let’s make things more interesting!” He takes his hand and places it over the brooch he’d pinned to his outfit and the glow of the Charizardite X does the same. Charizard is encased in a similar crystal before it falls away. There was no longer a trace of warmth in the skin with orange being replaced with black. His wings have become more pointed and perhaps the most notable feature resulting from the transformation was the bright blue flames that kindle at the jaw and tail. The new power elicits a booming cry from Leon’s companion as he regards his opponent once more. Then the two fighters continue to exchange blows.

“Iron Tail,” Charizard’s tail moves hit Lopunny and she braces for the impact. The damage taken was minimal as the rabbit pokémon listens for her trainer’s orders.

“Ice Punch.” In one swift movement, Lulu utilizes their close distance to hit Charizard on the chest, giving an effective blow. With a grunt, the fire-dragon type jumps back to make space.

“Dragon Pulse.” He opens his mouth as the fire between his jaws grows larger before blowing the flames.

“Use Agility and dodge it,” Lulu just barely bypasses the heat and increases her speed.

“Go for another Ice Punch!” Frigid crystals enclose around Lulu’s fist once more as she goes in for another strike.

“Not a chance!” Leon interjects before giving another command. “Let’s take this up high!” He points skyward with vigor and Charizard follows the order, spreading his wings and lifting off the ground.

(Y/n)’s lips press into a thin line, though it’s gone as soon as it appears. It’s clear that Charizard was now at an advantage, but surely Lulu is more than capable of taking that away.

“Alrighty, Lulu. Let’s meet ‘em there with a Bounce.” In one swift motion, the normal-fighting type gauges Charizard’s location in the air before reaching him in the sky with little to no effort.

“Chip-away with Acrobatics!” With whatever momentum she had in the forever space, Lulu flips and kicks at Charizard utilizing every part of her body—arms, legs, and ears to hit at him rapidly. She manages land a few but is quickly met with retaliation.

“Take her down with an Air Slash!” Leon’s command is instantly met with the action as if they were in synch.

Charizard flaps his wings rapidly to create a razor sharp current of air to which Lopunny takes the blunt force of, being sent back to solid-ground. (Y/n)’s jaw clenches for a moment but they think fast on a method to break their partner’s fall.

“Use Acrobatics once more and land on your feet!” Having heard loud and clear, Lulu tucks in on herself as she speedily descends. Doing a few flips mid-air, Lulu lands on the battlefield safely albeit the velocity. Charizard remains in the air as it seems that Leon is banking on this tactic. It was time to change that.

“Use Bounce! One more time!”

Lulu meets with Charizard in the air once more and the fire-dragon rears for another Air Slash—a mistake that could very well hand them the match.

“Perfect. Go for the wing!” Before Lulu can suffer another super-effective blow, she intercepts by using another bout of Acrobatics to nullify both of their flying-type attacks. Lulu takes the split-second after the nullification to latch on to Charizard’s wing. This action served as a surprise to everyone watching as the rabbit pokémon utilizes Charizard’s weight to swing, using his appendage like a trapeze. Releasing the wing from her grasp, Lulu moves into a 180 back-flip effectively landing on Charizard’s back.

“Drain Punch, let’s go!” A hefty strike to the back destabilizes Charizard’s flight and in the shock brought on by the sapping of his energy, he starts to rapidly fall. Leon’s brows furrow bringing wrinkles to his forehead as he feels the pressure of the fight get heavier. While he’s had plenty of experience in battles, (Y/n)’s unconventional strategies always found a way to turn the tables. It’s something he had noticed back when they’d battled in the Gym Challenge as children. Now as adults battling once again, he’s noticed that their skill in unconventional thinking hadn’t gone away. If anything, it’s gotten stronger alongside their team. Lulu had not missed a beat despite the large risk and managed to pull through. Her partner trusted them completely—relying on them to make the correct calls and obeying without hesitation. Unfortunately for (Y/n), he could say the same for he and Charizard.

“Use this descent to your advantage! Take her down with you and use Heat Crash!” (Y/n)’s eyes widen at this command watching on in growing disdain.

Charizard moves to shake from Lulu from his back avoiding her attempts to take hold and remain on his back. The strong blue flames that flowed from his mouth along with the flame at the end of his tail grew larger and crept along Charizard’s body until he was wholly engulfed in the flame. He feels no pain, but Lulu does and continues to feel the searing heat as they torpedo into the field. Obviously, Charizard uses his opponent to break the fall and (Y/n)’s heart races—faster than it had in a long time. A crater was made in the ground kicking up chunks of dirt and leaving a larger dust cloud.

(Y/n)’s teeth grind together before they call out to their partner. Both trainers wait a bit as the cloud in front of them disperses. Taking a breath, they grin. Both partners remained conscious on the field thought they both look petered out, though Lopunny looked too worse for wear. She had endured and the Unova champ felt nothing but pride.

This conflict was reaching its end and if they wanted to win, they’d have to do it quickly. Both pokémon remained in close proximity to each other, creating distance wasn’t an option anymore.

“Dragon Claw,” Leon shouts.

“Swift,” (Y/n) commands in tandem. The star-like projectiles that come of the attack are easily destroyed by the Charizard’s heavy swipes, but they only served as a distraction.

Gotcha.

“Low Kick,” without a second to spare. Lulu kicks out their legs using his weight against him. The disorientation that follows is exactly what they need to bring this to a close.

“Alright! Finish the job with Play Rough!” Lulu holds Charizard down and uses the remainder of her energy to thrash with the fire-flying type. The dirt and debris that accumulated throughout the fight created yet another opaque cloud within the battlefield though (Y/n) didn’t need to see pass to know that the brawl was over.

Sure enough, as the dust settles, Charizard is down for the count. He had reverted back to his normal self—no black seen in his skin, just the warmth of orange. Lulu managed to stay standing but just barely. The rabbit stood in a fighting stance despite the outcome and only falters at the words spoken by Magnolia.

“Charizard is unable to battle. Lulu is the victor.”

The pokémon’s Mega transformation dissipates as the pokémon falls forward and into a kneel. The jovial cheers of their spectators mixes with (Y/n)’s own as they’re quick to assist Lulu in regaining her health.

“You did wonderfully, Lulu! I’m so proud of you!” They bring their companion in for a hug and she reciprocates in kind before separating. Turning to see Leon tending to Charizard, the Unova champion praises the winged creature.

“I’m honestly very surprised. For a first timer, he did a top-notch job.” Leon smiles as he looks up at (Y/n) from his squatting position.

“That’s good to hear,” his gaze shifts to look back at Charizard. Despite the loss, his partner was in high-spirits— more enthusiastic than he was before the fight, in fact.

“It’s one thing to see the photos and read about it. Obviously, utilizing the change in battle is a completely different experience.”

“So what’d ya think?”

“I think it’s great. Maybe the reason Charizard could get the hang of it so quickly was because the transformation is sort of like Gigantamax in a way. They change form and unlock strengths and abilities that they wouldn’t have otherwise.”

“That’s why I’m so interested in it. Dynamax and Gigantamax seem to be a capability that is exclusive to Galar with the use of hotspots and wishing stars, but Mega Evolution is something that can be utilized anytime and anywhere, no matter the region. All you need are the proper stones and a close bond with your partner.” They take their hand to make a fanning gesture.

“I’ve kinda already spieled about this, so I’ll cut to the chase. Keep the stones and add them to your arsenal. It won’t hurt to shake things up a little bit.” Leon had since moved from his squat to stand.

“Sounds like a plan. We’d never reject this opportunity to get stronger, isn’t that right?” Charizard grunts in affirmation. (Y/n) laughs.

“And we’ll look forward to it.”

After the post-battle the exchange Magnolia, Sonia, and Hop meet them on the field.

“That battle was so awesome!” The teen enthused with a twinkle settled in his already bright eyes.

“I’ve only ever seen a few Mega Evolution battles in my lifetime, and they never cease to amaze me.” Magnolia agrees.

“I’m so glad Rotom was recording. My heart was beating out of my chest that I failed to take notes,” Sonia whines. “At least I can re-watch it…”

“You’d best make use of this great power and hone your skill of it, ya hear?” The elder presses to which Leon nods his head with no hesitation.

“Definitely.”

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I started shiny hatching and just never made it back…I managed to obtain 8 new shinies in the span of a month. Hyper-fixation at its finest.

Relegating Pokémon move sets to only four at a time is boring, so I removes that aspect. I understand why this is a thing in-game, but this is a story. I feel like pokémon should have access to their entire move pool—both learned and through TM/TR.

#pokemon #pokemon sword and shield #reader insert #gender neutral reader #pokemon leon x reader #pokemon sonia x reader #professor magnolia #pokemon hop #charizard #lopunny #mega charizard #mega lopunny

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chocolatequeennk · 5 years ago

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Golden Autumn Surprise

The autumn day felt as cold and lonely as the Doctor’s hearts. But then, on an alien planet, he found a golden surprise waiting for him.

Ten x Rose, teen. Reunion fic based on this pic

AO3 | FF.NET (later)

Another day, another planet, another city. The Doctor shuffled down grey, wet streets that perfectly matched his mood. It was hard to care where he was when he was alone, again. Last of the Time Lords, yet again. Companion gone home, yet again.

And Rose. Rose still trapped on the other side of the Void, still impossible to reach.

His empty hand spasmed at his side, looking for a hand to hold. His throat tightened and he shook his head quickly before shoving his hands into his pockets.

A chill wind whistled through the streets, and he slouched down into the warmth of his coat. A few doors down, light spilled out through a big plate glass window, reflecting onto the cobblestone street. The difference between the warmth indoors and the damp cold outside was enough to entice even the Doctor with his superior biology.

He followed the light and looked into the cosy coffee shop. Overstuffed armchairs were interspersed among the traditional cafe chairs and tables. A fire crackled merrily in the stone fireplace, and the Doctor noticed several patrons had pulled their chairs closer to its warmth.

He glanced around the rest of the shop, his gaze finally settling on the barista working behind the counter. It was inevitable that he would focus on her—it had been months since he could pass a blonde woman without giving her a second glance, just to make sure Rose hadn’t somehow found her way home.

They were never Rose, though, and with each disappointment, the grief settled a little bit deeper into his hearts.

The Doctor pressed his lips into a thin line and looked away from this woman who wasn’t Rose. He turned to walk away, intent on finding someplace where he wouldn’t be haunted by her.

Behind him, the cafe door swung open and the soft buzz of pleasant conversation drifted out into the street. The Doctor looked over his shoulder, despite himself, and once again his gaze landed on the barista. As he watched, she pushed the hair back over her ear, revealing her profile.

The gesture was familiar, and he waited, almost masochistically, for the feature that would break the illusion.

Her hand was just like Rose’s. He’d held that hand enough times to know every detail—exactly how long her fingers were, the width of her palm, the way she kept her nails trimmed short.

Her neck was just like Rose’s. Slender, and with the little dip just below her ear that he loved to kiss.

The Doctor braced himself. He’d avoided her face, but he couldn’t leave without proving to himself that this woman was not Rose.

Slowly, he dragged his gaze over the curve of her cheek and down the sweep of her nose. His hearts sped up against his will. She was so much like Rose… this would hurt so much more.

Mouth a bit too wide, flashing a generous smile at the next customer in line. He could easily imagine the tip of her tongue peeking out behind those teeth, teasing him.

The Doctor held his breath and finally let himself look at her eyes. He caught just a glimpse of warm brown eyes before she turned to start working on the next drink.

The impossibility of it froze him in place. His hearts hammered in his chest as he watched Rose pull the espresso shots, but he couldn’t convince his feet to move.

The door opened again, and the coffee shop sounds broke through his dazed shock. The Doctor raced to the door, heedless of the couple he knocked aside on his way inside.

Rose was here.

oOoOo

Rose only half heard the commotion at the door. After six months working at the shop, she’d stopped paying attention to the chatter of tourists as they came inside.

She still glanced at the door as she dumped the shots into the cup. If a group was coming in, she’d like to be prepared for that.

But she was completely unprepared for what she saw instead. Either the Doctor was here, or it was someone who looked just like the Doctor. With hair just like the Doctor’s and his same wonky ear. And who dressed just like the Doctor. Including his Janis Joplin coat.

With each detail, her heart skipped a beat. She stared at the man, unwilling to move until she knew—knew—he was the Doctor.

He stared back, all the same fears clearly visible on his face. Finally, he ran a hand through his hair, making it stand on end.

Rose’s heart stopped for a second, then started racing. The cup slipped through nerveless fingers, spilling espresso all over the floor and on the backs of her legs.

“Doctor,” she breathed.

His face split into a wide grin and he raised his hand, wiggling his fingers in greeting. “Hello.”

Rose darted out from behind the counter and jogged around the cafe tables, watching the Doctor match her step from step. As soon as she could, she jumped the last few steps into his arms. The Doctor’s arms wrapped around her waist, holding her tight.

She buried her nose in the crook of his neck and closed her eyes when his familiar scent washed over her. She’d wished so hard for this moment for so long; it was almost impossible to believe it was actually here.

Rose shifted and brushed her lips against the Doctor’s neck. His quick indrawn breath encouraged her, and she slowly turned her face, dragging her lips along his jaw in a whisper-soft kiss.

“Rose…”

She smiled when he said her name on a soft moan. Turning her head again, she placed her mouth by his ear.

“Yes, Doctor?”

He growled, then turned his head and caught her lips in a kiss without even setting her down. Rose sighed, and a second later, the Doctor’s tongue slid between her parted lips.

“Oi! What’s going on here?”

The angry question from her boss interrupted what had promised to be one of the best snogs of her life. Rose huffed when the Doctor slowly pulled back, then set her down on her own feet.

She took a deep breath and counted to ten before turning around. “Sorry, Ben,” she said, almost sincerely. “This is my friend, the one I told you I was waiting for.”

Ben’s stance relaxed, just slightly. “That right?” he asked the Doctor.

The Doctor slid his arm around her waist, pulling her close. “Yep!” he said, and the way he popped the p was so familiar Rose wanted to cry. “I was a little delayed, but I made it.”

Ben snorted. “More than a little, mate. Rose has been waiting for you for six months.”

Rose could feel the wave of questions rolling off the Doctor. Not wanting to get into everything here, in front of Ben, she stepped away far enough to take off her apron and hand it to Ben.

“Thanks for everything,” she told him, one hundred percent sincerely now. “Sam’s shift starts in just twenty minutes, so…”

He took the apron and nodded. “Go ahead.”

They took a quick detour into the back room for Rose to gather her things, and then they left the shop, hand in hand.

The Doctor squinted against the glare reflecting off the wet cobblestones. The clouds had broken enough to let the sun peek through in a few places. The street that had been grey and dismal now looked rain-washed and golden.

He looked at the woman beside him, equally golden. They’d only taken a few steps before he could no longer wait to ask the obvious question. “How is this even possible?”

To his surprise, she blushed and glanced away, watching their reflection in the shop windows instead of looking at him. “Basically, we’ve been building this… this travel machine—this, this… dimension cannon—so I could…. Well, so I could…”

The Doctor stopped and tugged gently until Rose was facing him. “So you could what?” he asked, wondering exactly what Rose had been planning.

She looked up at him, her forehead wrinkled slightly. “So I could come back,” she said, as if that were the only possible answer.

The Doctor bounced on his toes and giggled. When Rose had fallen through the Void, he’d assumed her promise of forever was null. Apparently, she hadn’t given up quite so easily.

Rose rolled her eyes, her nerves now completely gone. “Shut up.”

His exhilaration bubbled up again, and he impulsively swooped down and pressed his lips to hers. “You came back to me,” he murmured against her lips.

Rose pulled back and bumped her nose against his. “Yeah, I did.”

The Doctor grinned down at her, unable to believe this was real. Finally though he noticed the mutterings of the people around them as they had to veer out of their way to get around them.

“Come on, let’s keep going. We’re almost back to the TARDIS,” he told Rose, taking her hand in his and walking again.

She sighed. “God, I have waited months to hear you say that.”

“That’s right, your boss said you’d been here six months.” The Doctor swallowed hard, trying not to feel guilty for that. “How did that happen? I assume this dimension cannon thingy would have been able to take you home, too.”

Rose nodded. “It did, the first few jumps. But when I got here, it broke. I tried to jump back, an’ it just said it couldn’t lock onto my coordinates. Like where I was didn’t exist.”

The Doctor pressed his tongue to the back of his teeth. “Where you were, or maybe when,” he mused. Six months ago was right in the middle of the Master’s reign. The paradox might very well have interfered with Rose’s device.

He shook his head. “Do you know what?” he said, swinging their joined hands as they walked. “I don’t even care how it happened.”

“Me either.”

They turned a corner into an alleyway, and the TARDIS flashed her light at them, urging them forward.

Rose looked up at the Doctor, and he loved the golden glow of happiness in her eyes. “Let’s go home.”

#ficandchips #ten x rose #doctorroseprompts #fall fic fest #dwfic #fic by nancy #reunion fic

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