#seasel

[besobendito]

[iturbide]

I don’t know about you, but I think my shiny hunting in Legends: Arceus has been going pretty well

The rest of the collection for anyone interested (not including the cherry-red Skorupi I snagged just after taking these photos):

[keykidpilipili]

Funny coincidence that I started listening to Night Vale right before Cecil comes up in the Tumblr Sexyman polls.

(for context i was mass downloading assets from Roboloid’s website for KHX and KHUX worlds revamps from sudden and overwhelming fear of the site disappearing overnight. It was really repetitive so i needed white noise and then i got into the podcast)

[marsbars1714]

Fun things to do when you have a stutter: be quiet when you don’t have to speak, drawing, reading, writing

Fun things to do when you have a stutter and like to bring yourself mental agony: attempting nursery rhymes and tongue twisters

[terraxel]

how do ppl have such good shiny luck because I swear whenever I actually do a hunt I never get anything <//3 I only ever get shinies from just random encounters

[ellypse]

sally sells seasells by the seashore

[aimu-baicepsu]

I was asked to show my proccess of drawing! I spend great time with my friends!💖✨💖🫂

Hisuian Seasel is little gift for my friend Fishy 🐟💗

[darlingemmet]

It was bound to happen eventually but Emmet never thought he’d have to tell his children what truly happened and why their alpha father was arrested so soon.

“Daddy? Why are strangers calling us ‘rape babies’?”

Emmet was watching the some of Ingo's seasels investigate a joltik when the question was asked. And when it was asked, he felt like he was going to vomit, pass out and start crying all at once. "Who said that, Vi?" He asked, trying to stay calm, a slight waver in his normally monotone voice. "Just someone at the PokeMart." she said with a shrug, suddenly feeling like she said something wrong. "You know I love you verrrry much, right?" "Yes, Daddy." She said, wondering where her Daddy was leading to. "Then don't worry about the strangers, okay?"

[rollercoaster59]

Vin seasel therapist,

[ikkaku-of-heart]

@xcalibxr asked: Ice Type Pokemon ! Send me a Pokémon Type and I’ll make a Team for my muse using only Pokémon of that type. (Still Accepting!)

It was tempting to put Dewgong on this list but I tried to avoid doubling up. Also honorable mention to Chien-Pao because snow leopard for Law but I don't want to give Ikkaku any legendaries. Even if she does deserve them.

Beartic - "Again, Bepo in Pokemon form so it's a no-brainer."

Sandslash (Aloan) - "Ice and steel, but also pretty darn cute to boot!"

Sealeo - "I love the tusks and the whiskers and how huggable it looks."

Glaceon - "A possible evolution for my Eevee from the normal team. Definitely pretty and elegant."

Seasel - "It looks like it's up to no good and I am here for it. Reminds me of Law, honestly."

Lapras - "Pretty and chill. I think we'd have a great time just riding the waves together."

[just-absolutely-super]

Pokemon crack

Tamako: I have been watching all your matches here at the battle arena, and you've gotten me all fired up for this!!

Lan: wait? Really?

Tamako: oh yeah! It fires me up when I see a challenger like you have such a big passion for Pokemon battles

Lan, very excited now

Lan: alright, what are we waiting for? Let's start this

Tamako: you read my mind. Go! Klinklang!

(I based Tamako's personality on what I remember her being in the anime, hope that's okay?)

Lan: Let's go, Seasel!

Tamako: An ice type? How bold of you!

Lan: Don't underestimate her! Sneasel, hone claws!

Tamako: So you're not just an offensive battler. Excellent! Klinklang, automize! Let's raise our speed a bit!

Lan: Beat up!

Unfortunately because Klinklang is nimbler, it was able to dodge

Tamako: Of course I'm not going to make things easy on you. Better step up your game, kid!

[anamnesiis]

It was silent in the mountains, it’d almost be a peaceful night if not for the scream that broke the quiet, causing birds to scatter and sneasel ears to perk up. It wasn’t uncommon for screeching or howling to be heard, but a woman’s scream was a distinct noise that was heart stopping to hear.

Reina was no stranger to the mountains now, but she was still clumsy and also kind to a fault. Her instinct to save a scared Pokémon ended in a grisly fate, the Alpha Gabite that had been attacking the small, lost sneasel ended up slamming her right off the edge of the cliff, before turning its fangs and claws to her beloved Torterra. The horrible crunching of bones, the splatter of blood… Reina didn’t have any chance of surviving her fate. Bag contents spilled over the ground as her blood began to soak into snow and dirt alike.

It didn’t take long for Lady Sneasler to alert Ingo that something was wrong, as she knew she didn’t have the gentle hands required to lift the woman up, in case she was somehow still alive. But the Noble had a feeling it would be for naught, she owed it to Ingo to let him know what had befallen his close friend.

There wasn't time for questions even if he had gotten the chance for words to leave his lips would he even get a response of some kind? It had been a long time since Lady Sneasler had just thrown him into her basket without question. That had been fairly early on in their relationship and his time in Hisui. To save him from doing something stupid or the like. This was different-- She wasn’t mad at him, or even annoyed. Movements were direct and firm, unwavering. She was-- upset.. Last time she had this expression on her face was when one of the young Seasels had met a tragic fate--

She would of just brought the Pokémon to him if it was injured or killed like last time, request his help as her Warden and give it its final rights in the name of Almighty Sinnoh. 

Why did he have this horrible sinking feeling this was something far worse?

Normally he’d be dumped out of the basket and onto the ground, it seemed to bring enjoyment to his noble seeing his started expression. But this time he was gently pulled from the basket and set on his feet.

The first sight had been that of a Pokémon he couldn't mistake. An overly large Torterra, partially frozen over, its shell cracked. Snow and ice in the surrounding area an all too familiar red color. No. Gaia was the most powerful Torterra he’d ever faced and by far the largest, she was slow but her power was immense. And her trainer-- She would never leave her behind. Knowing the young women she would stay by the Pokémon's side even if she would freeze along with her partner.

Reina-- 

“Where--?”

His gaze turned to Lady Sneasler who was looking to the cliffside. Despite the voice in his head telling him to run his pace was slow as he moved to the edge staring down. The scattered bag contents... The corpse laying in the blood soaked snow. Without any thought his foot went to step off the edge-- To rush to her aid? To meet a similar fate? He couldn't scream or cry, his chest just felt hollow and cold. It wasn't her. I couldn't be. She had always been strong enough to manage on her own. Clumsy but this outcome had never crossed his mind. 

Right his his body begun to fall forward, sharp claws ripped a fresh hole in the collar of his coat, dragging him backwards several feet before letting go and letting him fall back and onto his butt. The scolding from his Noble was the only thing that broken him from his trance like state, slowly looking up to her. Right-- He had to think things through, he had to stay calm.

“We must continue on.” He sounded far less determined and confident, yet he still stood up to descend the mountain with his Noble.

He knew she was dead, the likelihood of someone surviving that fall and with that much blood loss... the below freezing temperatures. Her body would only be able to hold up for so long. Carefully he crouched down beside her, a hand brushing away light blue hair from her pale face, his hands might have been fairly cold themselves but they felt hot against her icy cheek. This was the reality of this place. He had seen plenty of skilled clan member and Survey Corps members severely injured and even a few bodies before hers. He should of kept a closer eye on her. He should of known that this was a possibility for anyone. Death never discriminated. Everyone had a target on their back of some sort.

“I will guide you to your final destination Miss Reina. Please sit tight.” Arms slid under the woman, turning to carry her over to the Nobel waiting a few feet away. “Please take her up the mountain. We’ll depart shortly.” As if she was simply sleeping the corpse was set with the utmost care into the basket, closing its lid, his hand lingering on the top a little too long before pulling back. He had to make it back up the mountain. He had to-- She didn’t deserve to be left to the elements. She deserved a proper burial.

Items somewhat covered in snow were picked up, a few berries, potions that hadn’t shattered on impact and various herbs. All replaceable things but they were hers. It was only right to retrieve them. His hand hovered over the hairclip he had made and given her not long ago. Somehow undamaged in the fall but stained with the blood of its owner. Tears that he had spent so much effort on holding back began to spill down his face, tightening his hold on the object. It was rapidly sinking in just what had transpired in the highlands. The domain he was supposed to assist in looking after. The person who had not judge him for any of his faults, or feared his strength and skills in battle. Someone who had always smiled for him.

He couldn't protect one person who meant so much to him. 

The palm of his free hand came up to messily rub away the tears that were pointless in hiding from Lady Snealser, yet still he felt the need to be presentable in some compacity.  “Tangrowth all aboard--” The Pokémon was released as he stood up, giving a nod to Lady Sneasler before looking to his partner. Tangowth wasn’t as skilled at ascending the mountain as her, but could carry him just fine and his vines were strong enough to pull them up the cliffside.

“Let us depart.”

Their journey was brought to an end at a small clearing, scattered trees and light blue flowers. Forget-me-nots from what he could recall. Really he couldn't think of anything more fitting for her. “Machamp if you would assist me--” She could break through tough stone so the cold ground would be effortless.

How long had he just been sitting there? Lady Sneasler continued to keep close but still a distance of sorts, only coming closer to have Reina removed from the basket and into the grave that had been dug. She was gone. Reina would no longer show up at his campsite with gifts of berries and cool things she had found. To just spend time with him. They wouldn't watch fireworks again. No more fun battles. It would soon become as if she never existed.

Memories would eventually fade and leave him all alone.

“I-I’m sorry-- I’m sorry I wasn't there to save you... Reina-- You... You did not deserve to meet your end in such a way.” 

[ammenvale]

concept sketches for my drow rogue Seasel’s outfits

he small

[edbirb-borbofen]

What about Borbs of the Dead? (MOTD)

Sal is a White Backed Vulture

Finn is a Black Browed Albatross

Billy is a Loon

and weasel, of course, a Seagull

[newbark-town]

Shiny Sneasel Line Wallpaper requested by anonymous ☆彡

[besobendito]

// hand , unlovable hand //