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[legendaryprofessorwisteria]

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Hello! My name is Professor Adrian Wisteria, though I usually just go by Wisteria. I use she/her pronouns if it's helpful. I'm a fairly new graduate of the Kalosian Research Academy's Legendary and Mythical Pokemon program where I got my first Pokemon, hence the professor title, and I'm currently working in the Legendary Research Lab at the base of Mt. Coronet!

It's a wonderful opportunity, and one I'm taking to open up a blog and talk about my work! Spreading education is a vital part of my job right now, so I'll post about my work and study subjects - Legendary and Mythical Pokemon! Also Ultra Beasts, but not as much. Feel free to ask me anything or chat about your own experiences, and I'll also post info unprompted!

I'll list my current team members, and then there will be more details about the blog below the cut.

Violet - F!Meowstic, my starter from Kalos. Serious nature, hates to lose. Likes to look important, not often playful.

Sylph - M!Togekiss, a gift from an ex-friend. Brave nature, somewhat of a clown. Flies in circles around my head and uses himself as a hat.

Giblets - M!Gible, a lab Pokemon who I'm currently in charge of...as much as you can be in charge of a Gible. Naughty nature, strong-willed. A handful and a half.

Nessie - F!Lapras, caught in Kalos. Jolly nature, loves to eat. Big girl, nibbles people's heads to say hello.

Shades - M!Liepard, bought from a reputable breeder in Kalos. Lax nature, scatters things often. Likes to play, in the laziest way possible. Lap fungus.

Tesla - NB!Porygon2, gifted from the lab I stayed with in Kalos, doesn't battle. Sassy nature, highly curious. Pretends to be a mad scientist sometimes for shits and giggles.

Bloom - F!Leafeon, caught as an Eevee in Kalos. Mild nature, likes to relax. Sleeps a lot, values her quiet time.

Zips - F!Luxio, child of my mother's Luxray. Hasty nature, likes to run. Recently evolved, still tripping over her paws often.

((Hello! This blog is run by Gem (any pronouns), I also run @gemalawashomestuck and @john-dirk. This is one of those scientificish Pokemon ask blogs, but with a bit of a quirk - in this one, there are multiple of each Legendary/Mythical Pokemon, though they're far from common, and people can catch/own/see them as a regular thing!

As such, this blog will mostly focus on Legendary and Mythical Pokemon, but there will absolutely be content about others. Feel free to send in asks - questions, sightings, experiences, etc! Otherwise I'll just headcanonpost like. A lot.

Rules:

Terfs/exclus/transmeds/anti-MOGAI/otherwise bigots will be blocked, as will thinspo/ED blogs and antivaxxers/antimaskers/otherwise science deniers.

Please keep the blog on-topic-ish - any Pokemon-related ask or ask about the character/s or blog is very welcomed, even if it's just related to headcanons/etc. But asks that don't have anything to do with the blog might not be answered.

Explicit NSFW asks won't be answered - I'm fine cussing and talking in the abstract about dark or NSFW topics, but this is mostly an SFW blog and I'd rather not talk in detail about sexual topics or whatnot. It's also mostly irrelevant. That said, there will be appropriately tagged discussions of death, violence, medical issues, poaching, etc.

Also, please do not send any asks that directly impact my blog - like sending me Pokemon, changing something dramatic in the world, or coming to the lab - without asking me and discussing it, preferably off anon/in DMs because I can't answer anons privately. While I don't have solid plans for this blog, there are certain things I'd prefer to do or not do and I'd love to be included in the decision-making as again, I can't answer anons privately so if you're on anon, your plan would be aired to everyone before we could execute.

Also for asks, feel free to take on the roles of various canon characters if you wish. The only thing I ask is that you search their name on my blog first. The only exception is Cynthia, until I announce her secret, please message or off-anon ask me first so I can tell it to you.

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[faerierobin]

A Walk Home

“Don’t you just love when you get to see me? ;D”

Artfight attack for @ask-casteliabounce :]

[ask-casteliabounce]

She's a criminal justice teacher, he's a lawyer. We figured they'd have the most interesting, topical, in-full-concentration convo... maybe

[Shade belongs to @ask-a-bunch-of-mons]

[wevelocityteampresents-blog]

This next Christmas gift is for @ask-a-bunch-of-mons featuring their character Shade.

I remember browsing the original version of this blog years before the reboot. So it was nice to make a photomorph of the character I remember the most from it.

Head and tail source: https://ask-a-bunch-of-mons.tumblr.com/shade

Background source: https://ask-a-bunch-of-mons.tumblr.com/post/679085650678628352#notes

Original image: https://www.fashionnova.com/products/petite-flex-game-strong-super-high-rise-skinny-jeans-dark-wash

[lupato]

assorted lupats i dont think ive posted here

[ID: a series of digital Lupinranger VS Patranger sketches.

the first image is a three-panel sequence of the lupins in a cartoony style, popping out from behind a wall, descending in position, each in their respective colours. in the first, Kairi says "ル," followed by Touma saying "パ," and Umika saying "ン."

the second image is of the patrens taking a selfie together, in pink lines on a white background. Tsukasa and Sakuya are both smiling with the Snapchat dog filter over them, giving them ears and a long tongue, while Keiichiro points to himself and says "Why doesn't it work for me??"

the third is a red monochrome sketch of Kairi kissing a grumpy-looking Keiichiro on the cheek. the fourth image is a bust sketch of Touma in various shades of blue. he is wearing a chef uniform and staring up blankly as a rat peaks out from under his toque.

the fifth image is a drawing of Zamigo standing in the snow and eating a block of ice. his skin is blue and frostbitten. this drawing is partially coloured, but below his chest it is sketchy, unrefined, and uncoloured.

the sixth image is a doodle of Kairi, red lines on a pale yellow background, in his Lupin Red disguise, standing with three pokemon. to his right is a shiny Armarouge labeled "Magnum," while to his left is a Victini labeled "Victory," and a shiny Liepard labeled "Red."

the seventh image is a screenshot of a canvas with a photo of Ito Asahi behind a partially-painted sketch of the same image, redrawn as Kairi. he is sitting with his chin resting on his knee and looking to the side.

the last image is an unfinished sketch of Kairi, in his Lupin Red disguise, dancing with Keiichiro. it is done in pink lines on a white background and Keiichiro has more details filled in than Kairi. /END ID]

[starrysilvalley]

🌟(Ideal) Update Day: Wednesday🌟

I've finally started releasing the chapters of Spectrum: Book 1 on Ao3! It is currently only viewable for Ao3 members, but I will post the chapters in their own separate post on Tumblr. That way people have the option to view it on either or if they so desire.

✨Heads Up✨

I am a full time college student and am currently in my junior year. While I’d like to remain consistent in posting, I have a life outside of my projects. My school ultimately takes priority while this is more of a fun passion project to keep me in the practice of writing fiction alongside my academic papers. I don't want to spoil my enjoyment of this project by putting extra pressure on myself. Art will come when I make it, as will the updates, although my goal is to update on Wednesdays.

🔻Ao3 Details below 🔻

🌟Archive of Our Own: Current Tags and Summary🌟

Chapters: 1/?

Fandom: Pocket Monsters: Black & White | Pokemon Black and White Versions, Pocket Monsters: Scarlet & Violet | Pokemon Scarlet & Violet Versions, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Main Video Game Series), Pocket Monsters: Black 2 & White 2 | Pokemon Black 2 & White 2 Versions

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Kudari | Emmet, Original Characters, Original Child Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Reshiram (Pokemon), Zekrom (Pokemon), Lepardas | Liepard, Choroneko | Purrloin, Chillarmy | Minccino, Original Non-Human Character(s)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Dystopia, Dystopia, Artificial Intelligence, Cyberpunk, Alternate Universe - Future, Future Fic, Fluff and Angst, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Pokemon Scarlet & Violet Spoilers, Pokemon Black & White Spoilers, Pokemon Legends: Arceus Spoilers, Found Family, Inspired by 1984 - George Orwell, Inspired by I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream - Harlan Ellison, Rating: PG13

Summary:

Despite its name, New Unova is a mere shadow of the glory it once had— the problem is, no one can see it. No one can unless they experienced the idle conspiracies and injustices firsthand. When the kick-off of the annual Pokémon League Gym Tournament is disrupted by a resistance group sworn to return Unova to its foundation of truth and idealism, thirteen-year-old Una learns two truths: she is apart of a much greater plan for New Unova, and her guardian is not invincible.

Shaken by the discovery of a newfound gift and the near loss of her guardian, Emmet, Una decides the time has come to see all that New Unova has to offer with her own eyes and seek out the answers her guardians can’t provide. Yet her re-entrance into the society of New Unova comes with those who wish to use or abuse her gift for their own ends. The world is not as black and white as it once seemed, and Una must learn to navigate the darker shades of gray before they swallow her and what she holds dear whole.

[quillpokebiology]

Can we hear facts about Delcatty, and maybe some breeds of them? I love cat pokemon and I wanna hear more! Also, I swear I've seen Incineroar happily eating berry's before! Maybe its a dietary choice thing? Or maybe a mistake that occurred during evolution?

Maybe it is a dietary choice! Pokemon are really smart, and maybe the Inceneroar doesn't want to eat other pokemon. Maybe it's like how humans are naturally omnivores, but some people choose to be vegan or vegetarian? Either, glad you told me that! I'm adding it to my research!

Delcatty Facts

-The scientific name for the Delcatty line is "Felis Primus" which roughly translates to "Prim Cat"

-Like their cousins, Purugly, Delcatty seem to have only survived so long because of their close relationship with humans, which has been lasting thousands of years

-The 'pillow' around their neck is stored fat from when they were a skitty. In evolution, it changes to something like a neckpillow so they can sleep wherever

-Delcatty are nomadic, preferring to travel and sleep wherever they need

-Delcatty tails are believed to look like tulips as a way of mimicry. Since they pretty much fall asleep anywhere, they're like sitting ducks for predators. Having a tail shaped liked a tulip is a form of mimicry that helps them blend in

-In a lot of cultures, Delcatty are said to be used by good witches

-If they're ever up during the day, you may notice that your Delcatty will be squinting a little bit. This is because their retinas are still light sensitive (not as much as skitty though)

-Delcatty will role around the area they're about to sleep in or oder to gain the scent of that place to keep away predators

-Delcatty are known to be sneakier than they appear to be, and often surprise their trainers by silently following them and pouncing

-They're related to pokemon like Liepard and Purugly

Breeds

Because a lot of people prefer purebred Delcatty (saying they're more elegant), you don't see many Delcatty breeds often. But, they do exist.

Blubbed: Delcatty whose father was a Wailmer/Wailord. They tend to be fatter and have thicker neck pillows.

Lucky Cushion: Delcatty whose father was a Meowth/Persian. They're ears have a darker shade, and the orbs at the end of their neck are more shiny and coin-like

Cotton Pillow: Delcatty whose fathers are Jumpluff. Tend to be a lot more soft, but also shed more often

Prim: Delcatty whose fathers were a Glameow or Purugly. Tend to be more aggressive and fatter

Fold: Delcatty whose fathers are meowstic. They're more aloof and prefer to keep to themselves

Long-Haired: Delcatty whose father is a minccino/cinncino. Act really similar to regular Delcatty, but prefer cleaner spaces and have longer fur

[ballonleastadiumofficial]

Dark types.

-@piers-official ((From both siblings))

They got here first, @grimsley-official.

This was... difficult.

My favorite pokemon of that type: Persian (Alola)

It's possible that this pokemon's standing was assisted by the fact that it can't easily be found in Galar, meaning I never had to deal with it as a psychic trainer, but I digress. I find its muted colors and velvety-looking coat to be appealing. That gem is a very distinguished shade of blue...

I can't help but wonder if I'd get along with one, should we meet. It's possible our mutual pride would be a hindrance.

Second favorite pokemon of that type: Purrloin

Going over the pokedex's list of dark types, I eventually narrowed my second favorite down to Liepard or Purrloin... It's superficial, but I decided to pick Purrloin because I preferred the beige markings to the bright yellow ones. Both of them are a gorgeous deep purple, however, and carry themselves with respectable grace and poise.

...this isn't helping me fight the claims that I'm much like a cat pokemon, is it? Hmph. Oh well. It's not as though I'm particularly bothered by them.

Cutest pokemon of that type: Inkay

I believe the part of me that perceives Solosis as cute is also responsible for my thinking Inkay is cute. They seem to have similar charms, anyway. I enjoy watching Inkay flit about over the buildings of Ballonlea...

Dumbest looking pokemon of that type: Impidimp

Just look at it.

[bespectacled-bookwyrm]

A piece for my Hangman's Way AU.

I'm currently figuring out the mechanics of colour theory, especially when applied to shading, and you can probably tell by the art style that this is an older work of mine.

Still, I'm proud of it!

You can read the story for this piece, which also provides context, under the cut. (I might expand on it and make it a proper fanfic in the future, and in turn expand this AU beyond pictures and comics.)

Thoughts? :)

I would also like to add that there’s nothing explicit shown in the text below, but I just want to warn you:

There are references to drug use, prostitution, violence, and bloodsports in the story, so do feel free to give it a skip if it’s distressing at all.

‘Cheren, are you sure you know where you're going?’ Bianca asked, adjusting the bag that held her precious cargo.

‘Don’t worry; I'm sure.’ Admittedly, although he knew where he was going, Cheren had absolutely no idea if the person he was seeking even lived at this address anymore; or, for that matter, if he was even alive.

Hangman's Way was notorious for its violence, prostitutes, drug running, gangs, and Pokémon bloodsports. Cheren hoped the man he was seeking hadn’t fallen victim to the more violent occupants of this place, an unfortunately common fate for streetwalkers. 

Hangman's Way, sometimes referred to as “The Gallows”, was a place that had been left to rot by Castelia’s mayoral office; it was to the point where it wasn’t even present on maps. The only reason Cheren even knew of it was due to his own stupidity as a dumb sixteen-year old, back when he was obsessed with getting stronger and becoming the Champion. 

The man he was hoping to meet today was a bit of an odd Ducklett. He had more spines than a cactus, swore so much he could make a sailor blush, and had the reflexes and mannerisms of an alley-Liepard; and yet, beneath that unpleasant exterior, there was a kind man. Cheren knew this from his own experiences. The man had called him “brat”, told him to piss off, blew cigarette smoke in his face, and, at one point, had even taken out his knife to prove a point. And despite all that, he saw to it that Cheren never witnessed the brutality of The Gallows, never let him or his Pokémon be put in danger, and always put himself in the crossfire when Cheren would run his mouth (despite the man telling him not to fret about his injuries, that he was used to it, Cheren still felt guilty, even now, two years later). He could safely say that the man was like a very chaotic uncle who would always be the first to bail him out of trouble.

The streets were a narrow, unkempt mess, which wasn't helped by the poor lighting and seemingly-perpetual smog that clung to the streets. Bianca was so close that her jacket brushed against his arm. He didn't blame her. If not for his current objective, Cheren would've avoided coming back here. 

He stepped over a puddle of what he hoped was mud and, with Bianca's hand in his, somehow managed to avoid the violent members of this area. 

Sticking close, they headed deeper into Hangman's Way. 

He couldn’t really call it a home. It was more of a bungalow on the cusp of imploding. The exposed wooden supports were rotted through in several areas, the bricks of one of the walls was almost on the verge of becoming rubble, and a window had been smashed. The curtain that had been drawn over the sharp hole was threadbare and looked like it had been gnawed on by something. 

Cheren took a steadying breath, silently hoping, almost praying, that the man he sought was still here. 

He heard the rustle of Bianca's jacket as she adjusted the bag on her shoulder. From his understanding of the cutthroat not-quite-politics that governed The Gallows, Bianca would've been mugged - at best - if she had set foot here alone. That bag of hers was valuable, and not just because of her coin purse.

He glanced back at her. She was nervous, fidgeting with her hat and adjusting her coat. He needed to get this over with quickly, for their sake.

Cheren knocked on the door.

Inside, he could hear muffled grumbling. It got louder, accompanied by footsteps, as the bungalow's occupant approached the door. 

There was the distinctive sound of complaining and cursing. The door was wrenched open, and the man, the one he sought, stood in the doorway. He was haggard and exhausted, and his patchy, hastily stitched-up clothing hung limply over his too-thin frame, the image accentuated by the presence of pale scar tissue. ‘Shit,’ he said, standing upright to lean against the doorframe. ‘It's been, what? Two years now, brat?’ He huffed out a laugh. The term “brat” was practically an affectionate nickname by this point. ‘Shit, kid. I thought you'd know better by now. This hellhole isn't meant for people like you.’

Cheren adjusted his tie, mostly out of habit, but partially as a nervous gesture, and softly cleared his throat. ‘Bianca, this is Colress. Colress, this is Bianca. She’s my friend.’

Colress raised a brow. It looked like he was tempted to dig through his pockets for a cigarette. ‘Why'd you bring her here? They’d eat her alive.’

‘Cheren-’ Bianca interrupted herself by clearing her throat. ‘Cheren said he knows someone who would benefit from my assignment.’

‘Which is?’ Colress sounded impatient, and his expression settled into a soft frown. He seemed oblivious to the Purrloin - a new addition to the household, no doubt - that had draped itself across his shoulders. 

Bianca looked around, at the broken lights and misshapen streets, at the people who watched - not at all subtly - as they, so very out of place, spoke with one of their own. She tugged her bag closer to her side. ‘Maybe we could discuss this inside?’

Colress studied them, tilting his head and causing his long hair to fall away from his face. Cheren suppressed a grimace; there were bruises along the man's neck and jaw. They were dark blue, with flecks of red, and faded into a sickly greenish-yellow towards the edges. He noted how stiffly the man held himself, as though movement pained him. A recent rough day at work, no doubt. He eventually let out a sigh. ‘Fuck. Fine. Just, don't touch anything, yeah?’

He couldn’t exactly call the house clean, because nothing in Hangman's Way was ever truly clean, but compared to what he'd seen, it was spotless. He was still surprised to note that, although Colress carried the strong smell of cigarettes, his place of residence did not - rather, it was musty, like old blankets, and shrouded with the clinging scent of the smog outside. 

‘Kids!’ Colress called, his movements awkward and visibly painful. Work must've been especially rough, then. ‘We've got guests!’

There was the sound of feet moving in the adjoining room, and a head peered around the doorway. A girl, about fourteen, stared at them. She narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips. Cheren had met her once, two years ago, when he had tried to pester Colress into battling him and had followed the man home like a lost Lillipup. Her name was Rosa. She was the more volatile kid, prone to lashing out at anyone she didn't consider family (naturally, that meant the majority of Unova's population) and stealing anything not nailed down and capable of being stashed in her favourite coat, which might've been orange at one point but was now more of a brownish colour. 

‘Oh,’ Rosa said, leaning against the doorframe. Although unrelated by blood, her resemblance to Colress was striking. ‘It's you.’

Cheren chanced a small wave. If he was lucky, he wouldn't get his head bitten off. 

Rosa gave an eye roll and moved to stand beside her father, who had sagged against the wall and was unreactive to the Purrloin rubbing its head against his bruised cheek.

A minute later, another head peered around the doorway after a round of shuffling feet. A boy, younger than Rosa - by about two years, if his estimate was correct - with shaggy brown hair and a visibly anxious disposition. Cheren didn't know his name. The boy had never spoken when he was around, and always seemed to hide himself away. 

The boy's eyes lingered on him and Bianca before turning to Colress.

‘It's alright; they're with me,’ Colress reassured, the Purrloin letting out a soft mewl.

The boy nodded and, visibly nervous, stepped into the room. Never taking his eyes off of him and Bianca, he ducked behind Colress. Cheren noted that he had his arms tightly wrapped around a Minccino teddy. A comfort item, no doubt. With the three of them side-by-side, Cheren noted how the kids were significantly better-fed than Colress was, and that their clothes also had far neater stitching than their father's.

‘Now that we're all here,’ Colress said, nudging a blue Pawniard (with a notable slash across the metal of its helmet) that was getting too close with its blades away from his legs with a foot. ‘Why don’t you tell us about this “assignment” of yours, blondie?’

‘Right,’ Bianca took a deep breath. ‘Right. My assignment is to provide potential Trainers with their first Pokémon and their very own PokéDex. The first Pokémon has already been given, by the request of the Trainer's parents, and now there are two left. I was told I could use my own judgement on who to entrust them to.’

‘Mm-hm,’ Colress crossed his arms, settling more comfortably against the wall, the Purrloin adjusting its position and rubbing its whiskers against his cheek.

‘Cheren informed me that there were two kids who would likely benefit immensely from starting their Pokémon journey, so. . .’ Bianca gave the unusual family a warm smile. ‘Here I am!’

Colress didn’t seem convinced, but Cheren took the fact that he wasn't kicking them out or hurling curses at them as a good sign. 

‘Who sent you?’ Colress asked, his tone wary.

‘Professor Aurea Juniper.’

Colress adjusted his glasses, which seemed to be held together by tape and a miracle, his brows drawing into a puzzled frown. ‘Who?’

‘P-professor Juniper? She's, um. Studying the origins of Pokémon. Surely you've heard of her?’

‘I haven't, actually.’

Bianca's expression was one of surprise. Cheren, however, wasn't as confused by their ignorance. Hangman's Way was very isolated, having been sectioned off with a chain-link fence and barbed wire, and those who lived here rarely left its confines. Plus, Colress and his kids simply had no reason to know of Juniper.  

‘Um-’ Bianca reached into her bag, and pulled out the capsule that cradled two Poké Balls. ‘Wou-would you like to meet them? The Pokémon?’

Colress exchanged a look with Rosa, whose expression was as difficult to read as her father's. Eventually, after a silent exchange, Rosa said, ‘I guess,’ Then, she turned to the boy, who was still hiding behind Colress. ‘What about you, Nate?’

Cheren didn't hear Nate's reply, but he had emerged a bit more from behind his father. Cheren took that as a “yes”. 

Beaming, Bianca popped the capsule open and let a pair of familiar faces out.

The two Pokémon, a Snivy and an Oshawott, took in their surroundings. Compared to the lab and the homes of previous potential Trainers, this must be quite a shock to them. 

The Snivy, the more cautious of the two, experimentally poked at the floor and furniture with its vines. The Oshawott, meanwhile, was a lot more chipper and had practically skipped over to that Pawniard standing beside Colress. The Sharp Blade Pokémon hissed and brandished its sharp edges. Luckily, the Oshawott took the hint and backed off. 

The two Pokémon explored their surroundings, and Cheren was suddenly hit with a rush of nostalgia. It was like two years ago, when he and Bianca and Hilda were just starting out. He couldn’t stop the fond, almost melancholy, smile when the Oshawott toddled up to Nate and held its arms in the universal gesture for “up”.

The same thing happened with Hilda.

The Snivy, meanwhile, had claimed a rather disgruntled Rosa's head as its perch. She was grumbling and looked rather unimpressed, but there was a glimmer of childish glee in her eyes. 

Nate, meanwhile, had sat down, cross-legged, and let the Oshawott clamber onto his lap. For a boy so anxious, it must've taken a lot of courage to do that. Cheren felt a swell of pride in his chest, just like when his students do well. 

Cheren jumped at the feeling of a hand clasping his shoulder. Colress stood just beside him, so thin and frail and yet possessing the strength to not only survive this place, but to also raise and protect two kids from the horrors outside. He was gazing at his children with such paternal warmth that it reminded him of Alder. 

Rosa had sat beside Nate, and was now giggling as the Snivy clambered around her head.

Nate was a lot more subdued, and was instead giving the Oshawott gentle head pats, his Minccino teddy carefully sat just beside him. 

Bianca was watching them as well, with a beaming smile and bright eyes. From her expression alone, Cheren knew she believed him to have chosen right. These kids would flourish on a journey. 

The two remaining PokéDexes were set upon a rickety table. ‘For when they’re ready.’ Bianca said.

Colress gave a small nod. ‘They. . . They’ll do great out there,’ He said, his voice unusually soft. ‘They deserve better than this place.’ 

There was a silent, additional statement to Colress’ words, a statement Cheren thoroughly disagreed with: ‘They deserve better than me.’

Cheren felt the absence of the hand upon his shoulder. 

Colress, who had put some distance between himself  and his guests, scratched behind the Purrloin’s ears - his shirt sleeve slipped down his arm, and nausea churned in Cheren's gut at the sight of bruises wrapped around his too-thin wrist - and gave the Pawniard a gentle, good-natured nudge, which earned him a playful, but harmless, swipe of the Pokémon’s blades in response. 

The man gave Bianca a respectful nod. He met Cheren’s eyes. His smile was warm, and his eyes were soft. ‘Thanks, brat.’

[carn1epretzelz]

rrrAARRRhhhg. slowly drawing up all the chars in piers' family in my au n shit. gotta have uncle grimsley B) i hope u guys like the details in this one nwn im proud of it. ofc kept the liepard design elements n ig u can kinda say theres bisharp/kingambit inspo in the outfit too??? im also an old man grimsley truther but not like OLD old he's like 43 in my au. he's giacomo's dad in my au as well he just doesnt know </3 wahoo !! base from mellon_soup as always, u can find 'em on TikTok and Pinterest :):) ik the shading is weird on this one just ignore that i was exhausted and wanted to finish this LMFAO

[m1lkyw4yw1sh3z]

Yesterday we challenged ourselves to make headcanon designs for EVERY SINGLE canon slugcat in rain world. It was painful but very very fun!! And good design/shape language practice!

Design notes/headcanons under the cut! We're super proud of these!! Might change/simplify them a bit here and there based on what's easier/more fun to draw, but these are our interpretations!

General Slugcat Headcanons

Long tail, three fingers on each paw, sluglike invertebrate in the vague shape of a feline? Tails usually aren't prehensile.

Equally suited for two-legged and four-legged locomotion, very dexterous and agile.

VERY diverse in adaptations as time goes on; most slugcats have purposed organism ancestors.

Some slugcat populations evolve pseudo-fur (different from the Saint's fur, which is actually symbiotic moss)

As rain becomes harsher and the climate eventually becomes colder, slugcats first evolve towards more aquatic adaptations, then towards adaptations which conserve warmth.

Many of the semi-aquatic adaptations, such as slicker bodies which exchange heat with the environment quickly, prove detrimental to the overall success of the species once the world freezes over.

Survivor

The most basic slugcat and a baseline from which all the other headcanon designs branch off of.

Generally round/slightly square silhouette.

Yeah that's a slugcat alright.

Monk

Just a little guy-

Design has similar shape language as Survivor but with an added heart motif!!

Shorter tail to make the design rounder/more compact overall.

Used several shades of yellow from official art!! They look like mustard! Or pudding!

Their abnormally bright coloration probably made Survivor more protective over them.

Hunter

Bigger, stronger, more scruffy than the other base-game slugs, but less aggressive than Artificer.

The Rot is beginning to show through some of their scars but IT'S FINE HE'S FINE it's not going to spread further.

The regions of darker fur are either from the Rot or just old scars.

Neutral side effect of the Rot is that he eventually gains the ability to spit slightly corrosive acid.

Nightcat/"Wanderer"

Eldritch being that defies the laws of the world /j

Has iridescent fur with sparkly flecks in it!! They ARE the night!

Sort of an echo but not?? They're physical but impervious to harm.

The lack of gold accents marks them as not being of the void.

Rainworld devs please put Nightcat back in the game please-

Sofanthiel/Inv/Enot/???

One time we read an article about countershading camouflage. Sofanthiel is BRIGHTLY COLORED on their back and bioluminescent, they have anti-camouflage.

The constant blushing is actually just more warning coloration. They're just a little bit poisonous <3 (which is why they're the only slugcat besides Artificer that can Maul)

Overall, based on a sea slug! Happy mermay!

Probably also some sort of pseudo-echo. Stuck with Nightcat in the noncanon jail, so sad-

Gourmand

Lots of round shapes and swirls, meant to look approachable and friendly!

Overall, less adaptations, and more neutral colors, similar to Survivor and Monk.

INCREDIBLY STRONG, INCREDIBLY CLEVER, FULL OF WONDER AT THE WORLD-

One of the only slugcats consistently drawn with a visible mouth because he just doesn't look right without that big ol smile.

Spearmaster

A cryptid among slugcats (affectionate). No mouth, but an abnormally long snout, they can smell Everything.

The tallest of the slugs, with?? Some semblance of a bone structure somehow?? Suns what did you do to them??

Fast, strong, but so so light-

The only slugcat with four fingers on each paw, to be more dexterous with spears and signing.

When not needing to communicate, they usually travel on all fours; it's easier on their pseudo-bones.

Their patterns were not intentionally meant to look like a Liepard but it's kind of funny.

Artificer

Has the same reverse-countershading that Sofanthiel has, but for a different reason.

They are CONSTANTLY burning with rage and every creature that looks at them can see it. Who cares if they don't blend in, they can fight whatever threatens them.

Bristly, fur-like coat is slick with flammable, faintly iridescent chemicals.

Has a shorter tail than most slugcats, with coarse hairs on the end which can be used to quickly ignite the chemical they produce, like a match.

Meant to vaguely resemble a Scavenger for the ironyyyyy

Rivulet

Slick, aerodynamic, with webbed paws and fin-like structures on their forelimbs/tail.

Actually kind of short but when on land they're usually standing on their hind legs at full height, ready to pounce.

They have such huge ears to prevent from overheating on land (which is becoming less of a concern as the climate shifts) and to direct falling water to drip onto their external gills.

BIG OL EYES

Saint

The most far-removed from other slugcats in terms of adaptations.

Their "fur" is actually a heat-retaining symbiotic moss that all slugcats are born with now.

This moss originated from the increasingly watery environments that slugcats began living in by Rivulet's time.

More compact, vaguely rabbit-like proportions. The tufts on the sides of their head are derived from the external gills of their ancestors.

Huge pupils for taking in the small amount of light that remains between blizzards.

[myfriendskickass]

SCREAMS i thought i finally crafted the best team synergy strats for my oc but:

Noir (Gardevoir) (F) @ Gardevoirite Ability: Trace Tera Type: Fairy EVs: 4 HP / 252 SpA / 252 Spe Hasty Nature

Shadow Ball

Psychic

Aura Sphere

Hyper Voice

Regina (Mandibuzz) @ Leftovers Ability: Overcoat Tera Type: Fairy EVs: 252 HP / 4 Atk / 252 Def Sassy Nature

Protect

Knock Off

Roost

Toxic

Munmun (Musharna) (F) @ Leftovers Ability: Forewarn Tera Type: Fairy EVs: 252 HP / 4 Def / 252 SpD Docile Nature

Calm Mind

Baton Pass

Double Team

Moonblast

Nightmare (Mismagius) (M) @ Leftovers Ability: Levitate Tera Type: Fairy EVs: 252 HP / 136 Def / 120 SpD Naughty Nature

Mean Look

Perish Song

Shadow Ball

Will-O-Wisp

Skullz (Dusknoir) (M) @ Leftovers Ability: Frisk Tera Type: Fairy EVs: 252 HP / 136 Def / 120 SpD Calm Nature

Mean Look

Will-O-Wisp

Destiny Bond

Night Shade

Felis (Liepard) (F) @ Leftovers Ability: Prankster Tera Type: Fairy EVs: 252 HP / 4 SpA / 252 Spe Timid Nature

Substitute

Nasty Plot

Baton Pass

Dark Pulse

why...is this performing so badly in matches against joke teams with my friends...

the strategy - dusknoir and mismagius form my first two lines of trapping opponents and statusing them and defeating them via perish song and destiny bond if dusknoir can't tank and night shade them to death combined with will o wisp. mandibuzz is for stalling out and knocking off items and inflicting toxic. musharna buffs its defenses and evasion and then baton passes it to the liepard who buffs its attack and then baton passes it finally to the gardevoir who mega evolves and then sweeps what is remaining, hopefully, with the buffed up stats.

aside from type weaknesses, which, the team is not trying to be well rounded and perfect anyway, this strategy sounds so good in theory so i have no idea why i am failing it so badly >:(

[im-captain-basch]

Ghast, your dark-type Gym Leader for the Pokemon Trainer AU

Hehehehe

Ghast is the Unova League's resident dark-type specialist, and the head of Virbank City's gym. An enigma in every sense of the word, no one is certain of his origins prior to joining the region's gym circuit. Those who have taken the time to try to get to know him find him strange, but a pleasant conversationalist. He also seems to have some sort of connection to Team Void, as he's usually spotted in areas just before they're attacked by the organization. However, this is just pure speculation, as no actual proof other than these circumstances has ever been brought forth.

Despite his reputation in the public eye being basically a grab bag of multiple different opinions, it's unanimous among his gym trainers that he is an exceptional gym leader, even in the aspects that don't involve pokemon battles. Even the ones who try to interact with him as little as possible say he treats them surprisingly better than they had anticipated, but they still stay clear for fear of the theories surrounding him being true.

His team consists of:

Shade (Liepard, male, Rash nature)

Thorn (Cacturne, male, Naughty nature)

Nyx (Houndoom, female, Lax nature)

Silver (Weavile, female, Docile nature)

Jareth (Grimmsnarl, male, Sassy nature)

Sigurd (Bisharp, male, Jolly nature)

Some additional fun facts:

-Ghast is one of the few characters whose role was sort of spitballed and thus have no trainer basis. Even his design doesn't invoke any one type, having been made when the decision of what type to make him was still up in the air, so I tried to invoke both dark and poison-typing while taking elements mostly from his original appearance as Ghastly King in Donkey Kong Jungle Beat. (In fact, his belt buckle is supposed to be the crests from that game, but I suck at drawing it.)

-In addition to the above point, he is also one of the few characters that I didn't have some sort of human design for before adding him into the AU. His placement as a gym leader also sort of ruins the theming of the Elite 4 that I had wanted to go for, but I think it's for the better story-wise.

-Ghast has a seventh pokemon, a lechonk he keeps at home strictly as a pet. His name is Boss Poppo. Showing people pictures of him is the most normal Ghast gets.

-Other than his gym trainers, the people he gets along with best are the other gym leaders.

-The only thing anyone has ever seen Ghast eat is fruit. Even if he's at a catered event, he won't consume anything other than liquids if there is not fruit present. No one is quite sure of why.

[kokorowoutsu]

-- Summer Vacation ‘23: Almia Exploration (4)

The various exploration of Pueltown continued the following day, heading out into the city to have a look around and what not. At this point, Ashe carried a parasol of sorts with her to block out the sun and to keep it from making her completely sick, other hand clasping Leon’s tightly while Logan, her Liepard, kept himself close to her side.

It was a miserable way of moving about, but it was better then nothing. That being said, in the city they found a number of activities and places to try out and learning about some of the region’s lore prompted them to take a day trip to some nearby ruins where there was enormous amounts of shade which meant she could put the parasol away and simply be. Despite the vibe of not to get too close, Ashe took some pictures at the very least while Leon had his RotomPhone recording all of this for later research at Ashe’s request to send to her grandfather who had been eerily silent despite the pictures she had sent to him. It had crossed Leon’s mind to be concerned as well as Ashe’s, but they opted not too. When he was ready, he would respond. Besides, he was a King Consort in the Demon Realm. He had other obligations to attend too rather then just look at a dinky little phone that was flooded with pictures... and yet Ashe found herself wondering if any of the family liked her photos at all. She had, after all, sent some of the Lental ones she had taken as well a year or so back of the nature there and--

The sound of something taking off had her attention and realizing it was merely been a Pidgey, she took a deep breath to steady herself. Logan and Celeste had reached her first before Leon did, but Ashe reassured them she was alright. She just had the distinct feeling of being watched...

Meanwhile, Grusha was enjoying his time in the port, learning more about the ocean and its ways from local fisherman and sailors. While it might not seem like much, it had helped him to understand Kona a bit better. If he could get a feel for the ocean and understand it as Kona did as well as the wellspring that was Water Primal Energy... perhaps he could understand how to balance himself more. That being said, today, he wasn’t going on the water. No, he was spending it with Wooloo at his side and Ezio on his shoulder. He also had more to figure out with Ezio in particular -- would he evolve into a Glaceon? The Eevee seemed unsure of himself, but he hoped he’d make up his mind sooner or later. Grusha didn’t understand much else besides the Ice Primal Energy after all.

And that left Kianga who wasted no time in getting to know the local pokemon alongside Ruko, even making a friend or two with Lavender’s help, but not much to report otherwise. He kept Blue on his shoulder or in his mane if he took on Zoroark guise... but that remained about it to check in with him.

Next day roll-on!

---

Pueltown, Almia / Chicole Path, Almia !!

Ashe Team: Sylveon (Lucky), Lapras (Loch), Liepard (Logan).

Leon Team: Decidueye (Alola/Celeste), Corviknight (Mordred), Gyarados* (Vivian).

Kianga Team: Espeon (Lavender).

Grusha Team: Weavile (Lolair), Eevee (Ezio), Mantine* (Kona), Wooloo (’Hope’/on loan).

@pokemon-experiments​ @dimensionhoppinghybrids​

[abelladxnna]

Felis was running out of people to give gifts to but she couldn't sneak them back into where she found them without getting caught so! Here, you're a lady, have this brush thingy. The kind she saw Poppy use on her face in the morning. The handle is full of teeth marks but the brush part still works so it's fine, right?

"Hello there, beautiful! Is this for me??" For a second, she mistook the Liepard as Prada, only noticing that it wasn't by the very subtle differences of the spots and shade of the fur. She looks down at her hand, seeing that she was gifted a makeup brush that was clearly used that also obviously served as a chew toy.

"Um... thank you?"

[starrysilvalley]

I started college again this week so I spent my last free night making some bookmarks from leftover paper from a commission. I based the bookmarks on two of my fan characters for Spectrum, P.A.M and Futile.

I can’t draw Futile as effectively since he doesn’t have a persona or form like P.A.M. If I were to compare him to another canon character, he plays a similar role as Cassiopeia— basically no physical presence throughout the story and rather speak through technology. Futile is a “virus” that is able to move through P.A.M’s main system, but is forced to possess gagets and Neo Pokémon in order to remain hidden. P.A.M and Futile have a close, antagonistic relationship with each other, almost like a rivalry. P.A.M is the more powerful entity of the two and does everything in his power to squash Futile. Throughout the plot, Futile most often inhabits Emmet’s Liepard, and can be identified when Liepard’s eyes turn from green to purple. He is more of a shade of gray compared to the other characters within New Unova.