#trainer julianna

[fruifruit]

i like these kids :)

[funakounasoul]

Just wanted to draw a little something for Leigh. The idea here is that they went on a date to Nimbasa, but crowds were also around and they got separated. Carmine gets worried, Robin HATES crowds, and eventually they do reunite (conveniently near the ferris wheel).

But this was definitely the "OMG I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE OKAY" moment. Hair kinda blocked expressions but honestly? I think it works here

[puyondraws]

For no reason whatsoever, I made a Paldean PLA era professor. This is William Clavell II. He was left head of the board of science at the Paldean Academy as more experienced scientific talents obsessively researched the Great Crater of Paldea.

I’m not sure if I’m gonna use him for anything… he’s not even properly mentioned in ch4 of CC/CC, mainly because nobody’s heard of him yet.

Oh yah, here he is in the lineup of the other PLA professors I designed (with the exception of Laventon of course). I made some adjustments to their designs between last time I posted this lineup since I wanted to feel like all of them stood out in some way (so that Laventon wouldn’t stick out like a sore thumb).

[bottle-of-harpoons]

More from my Pechapon AU.

This takes place right after Julianna, Carmine and Verde find a 'mysterious ogerpon' in the terrarium.

Also, I headcannon the ogerpon and her trainer were originally from Paldea (hence why Ogerpon has terrastle crystals in her mask and why she gets attached to Julianna so quickly). Hence why she referred to her original trainer as 'Domandor' (apparently it means 'tamer' in Spanish, at least that's what google translate says)

And yeh, being an Ogerpon comes with a lot of trauma. We need to get these tree kids some therapy.

I'm too lazy to colour this shit, sorry guys.

Sorry if this is disjointed, I made this when I was half asleep (my natural state of being) and scrapped half of it.

[giggly-squiggily]

ooo, sentence starters! if Pokemon Scarlet/Violet requests are still open, could I get one with Kieran and one of the protagonists (i forgot their names rip) with the sentence starter “I’ve never heard you laugh before”? Thank you so much! :D

(sorry if this is worded weirdly, i’ve never asked for a request before haha)

AHH KIERAN!!! I wasn't expecting a prompt for him so I'm so, so happy right now EJJEJRKEJKREJK I've gotcha covered, anon! :D (And no worries at all- you did great! :3)

For the protags, I decided to go with Juliana cause why not? :3

“You know? I’ve been here for..what, three days?” Juliana mused, leaning into her folded hands as she stared at Kieran. “And yet- I’ve never heard you laugh before.”

“That’s…true.” Said boy paused between his words, brows furrowing in thought. “I guess there isn’t much to laugh about lately.”

“Not even at the festival?” When Kieran shrugged, Juliana’s brows furrowed, a frown pulling at the corners of her lips. “That won’t do…”

“It’s not a bad thing! I just- what are you doing?” Kieran leaned back when Julianna leaned forward, inches from his face. “Juliana?”

“Laugh.” She pulled a face, crossing her eyes and sticking out her tongue. Kieran stared at her like she grew a second head.

“What are you- stop that!” His lips twitched when she pulled another face, wrinkling her nose and raising her eyebrows. “It’s not gonna work!”

“I see you smiling~” The girl teased, grabbing his knees and squeezing. “Come on! Laugh for me, Kieran!”

“Eehehe! Nohohoho, don’t dohoho thahahaht!” Kieran yelped, doubling over and grabbing her hands. “Juhuuhuhuliahahahana!”

“There it is!” Delighted, Juliana pressed on, switching from squeezing to skittering and further sending the smaller trainer into hysterics. “Listen to you, you sound so cute when you laugh! Come on- I wanna see you smile!”

“Nohohoohhooo! I dohohohohon’t wahahhahant tooohoho! Kieran tried to cover his face, turning away from her. This proved to be his downfall as Julianna shot her hands up, squeezing the space beneath his ribs. “AH! AHHEHAHAHAHA JUHUHUHUHULIIHIHIHI!”

“Oo, we’re on nickname bases now? What’s wrong, Kiki? Does it tickle?” She cooed, pushing him on his side as her fingers danced along his stomach and ribs. “Does it tickle lots? Huh? Come on- show me your smile! Show me!”

“AEHAHHAHAHA!” With some reluctance, Kieran reached out, grabbing her shoulders with a squeaky “STAHHAP!” Only then the tickles came to an end. “Ehehehe..ehehehe..thehehere! Hahahappy?” He groaned, his cheeks hurting from smiling so much.

Juliana took it in, something soft in her eyes as she reached out and poked his flushed cheek.

“Very.”

Send me a pairing a sentence starter and a pairing and I'll write a 300 word dabble for it!

[ratasum]

If youre still taking the professions asks,

Why did they choose their profession?

for any four of your ocs! @the-desert-beast 💖

GW2 Profession Ask

1. Why did they choose their profession?

We'll start with my baby girl Qirri! Qirri chose engineer because she wasn't really able to tap into any of her magic. Surprising, considering she comes from a family of very strong magic users. But whatever the reason, she was left with painfully weak elementalist magic and a big brain full of ideas. Under the tutelage of her mentor, she was able to at least hone her water attunement to the point she could blend it with her inventions, so her healing gadgets tend to be more efficient than things built by other engineers. For someone who always has her hands busy tinkering with something or other, it was a no brainer.

Rosie didn't actually choose hers. She had no formal training up to the point that everything happened that made her a revenant, but pretty much got thrown into it. A couple of years after the death of her mother, Rosie let herself be pulled out by a riptide. Growing up in Lion's Arch, she'd never feared the water and was a strong swimmer, but overwhelming guilt from Julianna's death cut her deeply. While she was stuck in the churning sea, however, she heard a voice in her head commanding "SWIM!" In the end, she was able to pull herself up onto the rocks, choking and coughing up sea water. The near death experience had changed her somehow, and she became able to channel the Legendary Martyr, Councilor Macha.

Also in Lion's Arch, Pheazza became a ranger because she wanted something different out of life. Being an asura who grew up in the blended city as opposed to in Rata Sum, there was always that drive for something more, and she wound up meeting her trainer, Caessenia Bowsplitter. Soft spoken but firm, she was a hard teacher, but it taught Pheazza a lot of lessons about the world and herself. It instilled in her an adage she's never let go of: "You don't have to fly straight. You only need to fly true." Though Caessenia has since passed of old age, Pheazza still is incredibly grateful for the lessons learned. And for teaching her something that would help keep her own daughter busy while she's busy in the shop.

Then there's Kippa. She didn't actually choose her profession; she was an elementalist from the moment she popped out into the world at large. This was due to the Inquest's experimentation on her while her mother, Suzzi, was still pregnant with her. Those same experiments did make it so her water and air attunements are very strong and her earth and fire attunements very weak, but she manages regardless. She never had a choice in the matter, though, and for a big part of her life - especially with her mother insisting she hide how powerful a magic user and healer she actually was lest the Inquest find out and take her away - she resented that. She's become more comfortable with it in recent years.

[tobiasdrake]

Speaking of Teal Mask, I have thoughts about Kieran.

Teal Mask kinda made me feel the same way Isle of Armor did. The DLC is designed to be doable at any point in the game. It takes place in its own little pocket of continuity, divorced from the main game. Which makes playing it post-game feel... a little off?

Because. Like. At this point in the main story, I am the Pokemon Champion. Or, in Scarvi, Champion ranked or certified or whatever because Paldea has Champion as a class of Trainer rather than a specific individual. But still. The fact that Gloria/Julianna is a Champion is a significant piece of context that has to go unheeded by the continuity pocket.

So as I progressed the story, I watched Kieran gradually tear himself into knots as his own personal sense of self-worth became wrapped up in his ability to beat Julianna. But. Like. In their region, Julianna and Nemona are the top-ranked end-all be-all supreme battle goddesses in all the land. And there is no option to explain to Kieran why she is not the yardstick he should be using to measure his self-worth.

That's like basing your self-worth on whether or not you can win a fistfight with Son Goku. (Which some people do! And it's inadvisable for them too!)

I just. Just like Isle of Armor, I'm left feeling like this is a story that would make a lot more sense as a mid-chapter in the journey to becoming Champion rather than a post-chapter. But the nature of DLC is such that most players will encounter it as the latter.

[everywhereallofthetime]

Some Girl ... Part 16

Word Count: ~2.8k

Warnings/Notes: Language. Embarrassment. Three lines of fantasized smut.

// * // * //

Wednesday / July 28th

Charlotte plopped down into a chair with an audible exhale. Those at the table with her, fellow trainers Lina and Edric, chuckled in agreement.

Lina worked out of the same studio space as Charlotte, and Edric was a male trainer in the CrossFit gym. They shared a break room and were all pretty tight. Their little crew consisted of Charlotte, Lina, Edric, Julianna, or “Jules” for short, the yoga instructor that Charlotte had filled in for that morning, Hollis, and Finn. They were always referring clients back and forth, especially if they thought a specific trainer would be a better fit for the individual.

They tried to keep their communication open and consistently sought advice from each other. For instance, Finn had helped Charlotte put together Shawn’s exercise routine, and Hollis had just come to Charlotte a day earlier about one of his clients’ nutrition needs.

Jaime was an honorary crew member because she worked her ass off trying to keep all of their schedules as cohesive as possible.

“It’s been a day, eh?” Edric said.

Charlotte replied, “I always feel off substituting for Jules. I’m happy to help out, but it’s still her class. They know her style and what to expect from her; they don’t know me. And Trent was in a mood, which didn’t help. I might need to cut him loose,” she sighed. “At least Alexis was cheerful and unproblematic.”

“Just breathe, kid,” Lina smiled. “You’re done.”

“I still have one more.”

“Shawn?” Lina smirked. “That’s not work honey, that’s play.” Charlotte blushed. “He’s so damn easy to look at, and he’s the sweetest guy I’ve ever met. Works hard. And he adores you.”

“Who are we talking about?” Edric inquired.

“Shawn.”

“Mendes,” Lina added.

“Wait. What? Shawn Mendes? You have a world famous celebrity client??”

“Yes, and we’re starting in the ring today.”

“Where the fuck have I been?” he gaped. “So, that’s why the boxing schedule is blocked from one-thirty to three. All it says is ‘SM/VIP’.”

“I’ll probably come to you when he gains some experience and starts to get too strong for me.”

“Okay, cool. Anything I can do to help.”

Suddenly Jaime was groaning aloud and sitting down beside Charlotte. She raised an eyebrow and sighed heavily. “Miss Johnson called.”

“Of course she did,” Charlotte sneered.

“Who is ‘Miss Johnson’ and why do we not like her?” Edric asked.

Charlotte recounted the story of what had happened two days earlier and then added, “Until she saw Shawn I was pretty confident she wasn’t going to be back. I can’t train her after all that. Call it a conflict of interest. So why does she have you grumbling?”

“She was trying to be sneaky,” Jaime explained. “She wanted me to divulge client information, as in when Shawn’s next session was. And when I wouldn’t crack she huffed and told me to have you call her.”

“She sounds fun,” Edric sniggered.

“I’ll take her,” Lina offered without Charlotte having to even ask.

“Oh my God, thank you Lina.”

Lina wondered, “Think she’ll go for it?”

“She’ll still be working out at the same gym as Shawn,” Jaime said with a small shrug.

“I guess we’ll find out,” Charlotte stated. “I’ll call her before Shawn gets here.”

“When are you going to start training that boy in the bedroom?” Lina asked, with an impious grin.

Edric shook his head. “Nope. I’m out,” he guffawed and stood from the table. He gestured to his own face but was looking at Charlotte. “You got a little something...everywhere,” he snickered, referring to how beet red she was.

// * // * //

Lina knocked on Charlotte’s half open office door. When Charlotte looked up from her desk Lina entered and asked, “So, do I have a new client?”

“She wasn’t thrilled, but I think so.”

“We already knew she wasn’t going to be happy. She wanted you because you’re training Shawn and you two are tight.”

Charlotte stood and rounded her desk toward Lina. “She would like a new consultation first,” she said, handing Jetta’s file to her.

Lina only gave it a perfunctory glance. “It’s pointless, but whatever. She’ll accept me because she’ll still be working out at the same gym as Shawn and there will be other chances for her to run into him again.

“Speaking of your tall, dark, and handsome pop star boy toy, shouldn’t he be here by now?”

Suddenly Shawn was standing in the doorway, grinning. “I am tall, dark, and handsome, aren’t I? Oh, and that’s right, a pop star too.” He kissed Charlotte’s cheek. “Darling, are you talking to people about our sex life again?” He then sat down on the edge of her desk.

“Oh love,” she hummed, patting his face, “it’s cute how you think you could ever handle being my boy toy.”

Lina might regularly crack jokes and tease Charlotte with innuendos about Shawn, but in his presence she was still as affected by him as so many others were.

“Hello Lina,” he grinned.

“Hi Shawn.” She blushed and bit her lip.

“Thank you for taking Jetta off our hands.”

“I’ll do my best to keep her from bothering you.”

“I couldn’t ask for more,” he smiled gratefully.

// * // * //

After a fifteen-minute warm up, Charlotte led Shawn to the CrossFit gym’s boxing area. He had only been there once previously, when Charlotte had given him a brief tour before his very first session. He was excited to get started.

She began by saying, “I’ve seen the Armani campaign in which you’re boxing, but let’s find out how much instruction you truly need.” She gently pushed him toward an exercise bench between the ring and a row of heavy bags. “We’re going to start with the bags,” she said, tossing him a pair of hand wraps, before retrieving gloves.

Standing before him, she teased, “So, have you actually boxed before or were you just trying to sell smart watches?”

He took her dig in stride, only narrowing his eyes playfully, and answered, “I have boxed, but I’ve never been properly instructed. I know I have a lot to learn.”

“Let’s start with the correct way to wrap your hands,” she said, stepping between his open legs.

As Shawn brought his right hand up between them he unconsciously encircled her thigh with his left hand and pulled her closer. His proximity, the heat of his hand on her skin, and the fact that he smelled more incredible than ever had Charlotte hesitating for a moment with the need to acclimate.

When he splayed his hand so she could wrap between his fingers, she was hyperaware of just how large and strong it was. An image of both of Shawn’s hands gripping her thighs while her legs were wrapped around his waist filled her mind.

She cleared her throat. “We want to be especially diligent with how your hands are wrapped, and I want you in gloves at all times. We don’t want to risk you breaking any bones in your hands or wrists leaving you unable to play guitar.”

She watched as he wrapped his left hand on his own. Satisfied, she quickly wrapped her own hands as he pulled on his gloves.

“We want to keep you on your feet when we start sparring, so show me your stance.”

Shawn centered his body weight, all 185 pounds of him, and slightly bent his knees. He brought his hands up. “Relax your shoulders,” she said. She pushed his arms closer to his body. “Tuck those elbows in. And keep your core tight. Excellent.”

She kicked his feet into their proper places and said, “Okay, let’s go, Mendes.” She wanted to observe his punching form before instruction while he took his first few swings. “Hit the bag.”

Charlotte stopped him after four punches. “Not bad.” She showed him how his arm should form a perfectly straight line from shoulder to knuckles. “Wrist. Downwards and outwards. Point of impact should be the first two knuckles of your closed fist.” She demonstrated while he watched. “Even in gloves, your form should still be the same.”

Shawn licked his lips, tongue pausing in the corner of his mouth, and bit the fuller bottom one. While he was focusing on landing a good punch, Charlotte couldn’t tear her eyes from his mouth. For that reason, she missed the stick.

“Better?” he asked. “It felt better.”

“Once more, babe. Tighten that core.” This time she made sure to pay attention. “Yes, better.”

Shawn smiled softly, eyes glinting proudly. Charlotte couldn’t remember even one time when Shawn had smiled and she hadn’t smiled back. He was adorable. And sexy. So. Damn. Sexy. How he managed to be both at the same time was a juxtaposition.

“Give me a few more and then we’re gonna work on putting more strength behind your punch.” She grabbed a pair of gloves for herself, pulling them on while he hit the heavy bag thrice more.

“Good. Now, hold your form but angle your body into it. That will transfer your weight into the punch itself, making it stronger. Watch me.” She demonstrated.

He nodded in understanding and did as she had shown him. He was a fast learner. His bicep flexed whenever his fist struck the boxing bag, each punch stronger than the one before, and Charlotte tried to focus on anything but the damp curls sticking to his forehead and the sweat dripping down his temple.

“Much better.” Fuck if he didn’t look like a whole meal today, not just a snack. His gray shorts were shorter and snugger than some of his other pairs, and he was wearing one of his tighter white tank tops.

Shawn paused for a breather, pulling off his gloves and reaching for his water bottle. He finished his and Charlotte handed him what was left of hers. He pulled the hem of his tank up, revealing the start of what was quickly becoming a well-defined, mouth-watering six-pack, and used it to wipe the sweat from his face.

She caught herself from saying aloud, just take it off, when he did just that, bringing it over his head and tossing it onto the nearest bench. For a moment she wondered if she had said it out loud.

He put his gloves back on and had only thrown one punch before Charlotte soundly thumped his abdomen and smirked. “Engage your core.”

“My core is engaged!” he shouted, laughing. But now that he was more aware of her eyes on his abs, he focused on keeping his core tight while he hit the bag. He lost himself in the rhythm for a while. His arms were going to feel like lead tomorrow, but he was enjoying himself. There was deep satisfaction in knowing he was giving his all in his workout.

Without his shirt, Charlotte could tell that his core was certainly engaged. She noticed the tightness all throughout his upper body with every oblique and hip twist. She could see the transfer of power and momentum from his legs to his arm via his torso.

Was she turned on? Absurdly. Was she having difficulty not imagining licking the sweat from his neck? Totally. But she wasn’t about to tell him she wanted to climb him like a tree. After Lina’s comments and watching the way his body moved for the past 45 minutes, all Charlotte could think of was Shawn in her bed.

She had always been wildly attracted to him, but this day it was as if all of her senses were in overdrive.

She set the timer, circled and stood on the other side of the bag, and braced herself against it to keep it steady. She tilted her head around one side to watch. “Finish it.” Shawn knew what that meant. Their time was almost up. He still had to cool down and stretch but she wanted to push him that last bit.

“Three minutes. And...go!”

His face in such concentration, the way his muscles flexed, and the sounds falling from his lips; it all came together and engulfed her. She closed her eyes. Each punch became a thrust of his hips. Each exhale was a pullback. Each grunt was her tightening her walls around his cock as he slid back in.

When she dared to open her eyes again, sweat was dripping from his chin. She bit her bottom lip to stop herself from audibly groaning.

The shrill buzz of the timer startled her and abruptly snapped her out of her fantasy. She couldn’t meet his eyes.

“You’re really flushed, babe.” Shawn teased. “Are you feeling all right?”

Bastard. “I’m fine.”

“Need another minute?” The smirk on his face was as smug as she had ever seen.

“Take your ego and shove it, Mendes!” she shouted, deep red with embarrassment. If he didn’t already know how attracted she was to him, he certainly did now. She spun and walked away from Shawn’s giggling.

Before she could get far, his arms wrapped around her from behind and he pinned her back against his chest.

“Let me go!” She tried to shrug out of his embrace, awkwardly chuckling, still flustered. “You’re soaked with sweat, and you stink!”

“You love my stink.”

“Oh my God, get off me!” she laughed.

His hug melted into something genuine and he kissed the skin where her shoulder met her neck before releasing her.

She still couldn’t bring herself to completely meet his eyes, but her mortification was waning. “Ten-minute cool down. Circle the ring.”

With one last chuckle and a grin, Shawn took off in a light jog around the boxing ring.

// * // * //

Charlotte composed herself while bringing the used towels, hand wraps, and boxing gloves to their stations for collection and sanitizing.

She returned with a freshly filled water bottle just as Shawn was finishing his last lap. He stopped in front of her and she handed him the bottle. He greedily, gratefully drank his fill.

The silence was deep while Charlotte helped Shawn stretch. She usually enjoyed their post-cool down routine, they always talked and giggled through it, but at the moment she was feeling self-conscious. There was something in Shawn’s eyes whenever they met hers, and his smile was soft and...curious, was the best way she could think to describe it.

“Stop looking at me like that,” she murmured.

“Like what?”

“Like you suddenly found yourself with the key to my deepest desires and now you’re wondering what to do with that information.”

He cocked an eyebrow and smirked. That’s kind of exactly what he was thinking. He was already aware there was a fervent attraction between them.

He sat up, brought himself closer to her than usual, and gently placed his hand on her hip. “You don’t have to be embarrassed.”

Charlotte wrinkled her nose, cheeks pink, and looked up at the ceiling. “Easy for you to say.”

He bit his tongue to keep himself from confessing that there were a million little things she had no idea she did that turned him on, like how she bit her lip, or twisted her fingers in her necklace, in the same way as she was doing at that moment. He wasn’t quite ready to be that truthful with her.

He ran one of her braids between his fingertips. “You don’t have to be embarrassed,” he said again, softer.

She cupped one side of his face with a faint sigh and a quiet smile. He covered her hand with his and turned his lips into her palm to place a small kiss there.

Charlotte swore she felt a tiny shift in their connection just then, but maybe she just wanted there to be so badly her mind was playing tricks on her. She withdrew her hand and cleared her throat to clear the air before asking, “Were you happy with today’s session?”

“I loved it. I might change my mind though, depending on how much my arms hurt tomorrow,” he grinned.

“We spent extra time stretching and massaging your arms, so that should help. Take a good soak in the tub tonight.”

“You should join me,” he smirked. “Whose tub is bigger, yours or mine?”

She glowered at him. “You’re just trying to get me all worked up again. I’m not going to fall for it.”

“Damn,” he said, chuckling.

“Do you still have the Muscle Ease bath salts I gave you?”

“Enough for tonight.”

“I’ll bring you more tomorrow. And tomorrow we’ll actually get in the ring and practice basic footwork, guards, and punches. I might pull one of the boys in to help, probably Edric since he’s the most experienced in the ring; he’s an amateur UFC fighter.” She instantly lit up with an idea. “You should go with me to his next fight!”

“Like, a date?” he grinned.

They couldn’t get much closer to each other than they already were, but that didn’t stop Charlotte from trying. If she were any nearer, she’d be in his lap. “You can hold my hand, and maybe I’ll even let you kiss me at the end of the night,” she teased.

“Can’t wait,” he smiled.

// * // * //

Part 16b

[serotoninhq]

Hi there! I was wondering whether any members had any additional wanted connections? I'm thinking of applying to fill one of your remaining open slots, and while I do love to develop things organically over time, I thought it would be cool, in a group like this, to start out with a few pre-established connections, and while those on the WC page now are good, none are quite grabbing me and igniting my muse the way I'd like for first character(s), so I thought I'd ask about any others...? Thanks!

I know we’ve already reached out to the anon about wanted connections, but I did want to make a post in the tags for other potential lurkers, in case they too wanted to make a list of potential pre-established connections that have yet to be added to the main! 

Here are some wanted connections yet to have been added to the main; 

aksel myhre ( herman tømmeraas fc, @strxwbrriesncigxrettes ) is looking for their high school ex gf & a friend from back when he lived in norway

kwame hendrix ( luka sabbat fc, @imscreamingggg ) - uncle/aunt that runs a salon in town

julianna carcamo ( jessica marie garcia fc, @imscreamingggg ) siblings

eddie kang ( park seoo-joon fc, @imscreamingggg )  - personal trainer, think phil from hercules 

karolina kato ( abbey lee, @ofsvnlight ) - ex, someone she initially started dating because she liked his tattoos, but ended because she panicked, someone who takes photos of her ( nsfw ) and is okay with it !!

asuna yukimura ( lyrica okano, @ofsvnlight ) - cousins, sisters, a best friend they’re lowkey in love with 

saffron satfield ( olivia munn, @ofsvnlight ) - sister 

twyla sade ( abigail cowen, @ofsvnlight ) - twin sister, named dawn though name can be discussed 

kamile ayden ( aslihan malbora, @prcttyvxnom ) - an older brother ( adopted ) 

cadance penton ( troian bellisario, @soldefied ) - cade is an author, who writes under a pen name. so the idea is, her publisher has hired someone to do be on the book covers and do the tours for her, can even be someone that threatens her name, credibility, etc. but, tldr; someone that is the face of her pen name. 

charlize fortier ( zoe kravitz, @honeyedblossom ) - ex boyfriend, this would’ve been the first person she ever dated and also the person that made her realize she is interested in woman. so, i’d love for them to still have remained friends, maybe even very close friends and just laugh about that now. 

reuben goldstein ( danny devito, @honeyedblossom ) - a son that is very in tune with what’s in so to speak and is trying to convinced ruby that he needs to expand his menu / change things up before his deli goes under. ruby, however is very much a man of tradition and believes his deli is perfect the way it is. so, while they’re close, they’d be in constant disagreement over the state of his establishment. 

dante moraes ( tommy martinez, @honeyedblossom ) - co-owner/financial person behind the BUZZ HOUSE ( a  hybrid tattoo / coffee shop ), probably the person that handles more of the business aspect of things, whether they always agree on everything / their relationship in itself can be open to discussion. 

And these are just some of the many wanted connections that have been listed in the server, and I can assure you there’s more that’ll pop up as all our members are quite enthusiastic when it comes to plotting and creating pre-established connections, as well as organically developing plots. So, I can assure you will get a bit of both here at serotoninhq. 

[fruifruit]

i can’t find a way to transform this into a comic right now but i truly believe “i don’t want to battle you anymore” is one of the worst things that mc can say to kieran

[bottle-of-harpoons]

Bruv, this took soo fucking long.

New AU dropping, boys.

So basically it's a hybrid between the 'toxic chain/possessed Kieran' AU and the 'Kieran is Ogerpon' AU.

In this AU, the events of the teal mask play out normally.

After Kieran looses his fight to Julianna, he starts hearing a mysterious voice in his head. It starts playing with his insecurities and telling him he needs to be stronger.

"That's why the oger didn't want you as a trainer. You were too weak".

Thanks to the voices advise and 'encouragement', Kieran quickly rises through the ranks of the Blueberry League and becomes champion. However, he also becomes a massive jackass.

The voice tell him that everyone is beneath him. He starts bullying other club members until the point were everyone is too imtimidated by him to hang out with him.

He is distant and aggressive towards the Elite 4. He doesn't even attend meetings and barley does any of his champion responsibilities, causing Amarys and Crispin to step up. Lacey was too busy helping Cyrano with academic duties. Drayton dedicated all his time to helping out the trainers Kieran bullied.

Kieran started skipping classes and dedicated all his time to training. The only person who still talked to him was Carmine.

However, after months of trying to reach out, Kieran finally snapes at Carmine, causing her to retreat from him. After this, Kieran finally realises he is truly alone. But thats when the voice makes a deal with him.

He could continue living his life alone and unloved or he could dawn the mask and start a new life. Kieran takes the mask, not fully understanding the deal. He ends up loosing his human form and turning into an Ogerpon. It is then that the voice reveals itself as Pecharunt and it steals Kieran human life.

Because of Kieran's shitty behaviour, he suspended from the academy for one month and 'Kieran' is sent back to Kitikami.

Kieran is left roaming around the Terrarium, dealing with the fact that he is now a pokemon and a whole fuck load of self esteem issues.

However, he is eventually found by Carmine and the new exchange student, Julianna.

Some notes in this AU -

Kieran isn't evil. He's a young child who needs help and the only people who notice are also children themselves. (Carmines doing what she can but she's still young and inexperienced)

Pecharunt has no control over Kierans actions or emotions. He basically says things to Kieran to encourage his negative thoughts and continue his unhealthy downward spiral.

I didn't explain this earlier but when Kieran put on the Ogerpon mask, he left behind a human mask that represents his human form. Pecharunt is currently wearing it.

Pecharunt wants a family again. He woke up many years later to find the old couple he used to live with had died. He wanted a family again but he wanted to live equally among the humans as well. So he started scheming to steal Kierans human life.

His plan just consists of him manipulating Kierans life until he was completely cut off from his friends and family. Once Kieran has nothing, he could trick Kieran into trading him his human life, then he could rebuild Kieran's life from the ground up.

Kieran's not having fun adjusting to life as a pokemon but he believes it's his punishment for being a dick to everyone.

Juliana's meowscarada is called Verde (haven't figured out what the rest of her team consists of yet). Carmine's mightyanna is called Subarashi (Suba for short), her sinistchi is called Chia, morpeko is Kamu and ninetails is Kyu (I used google translate for this, sorry if they're weird). Kieran's furret is called Shippo and his hydrapple is called Ringo.

Fun fact - This plot concept was taken from an old submas fanfic I started writing but never finished. Short summary was Ingo coming back to modern day Unova but he still has amnesia. His and Emmets relationship becomes very strained. Emmets ends up making a deal with Giratina to help turn him into a zorua and use hi illusion powers to get close to Ingo again. (I may post a full summary of the story one day)

Because of this, in the original draft, Kieran was going to turn into a zorua. I changed it just incase I ever wanted to revisits the old fic. Also I thought it would be funny if he turned into ogerpon.

This was heavily inspired by the Kieranpon au, the possessed Kieran au and the movie 'a whisker away'.

Sorry for any spelling errors. No excuse just can't spell for shit.