lady caitlin.

twenty mattresses & twenty eider— down beds.

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40layered. indie, selective, canon— divergent caitlin from pokémon black & white. written by 𝒗ain ( 21+, it/ she ), blog is 18+ for adult themes. RULES. MUSE.

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fibula. do they ever feel overlooked ?

( ✱ bare bones: @darkraise )

fibula. do they ever feel overlooked ?

ㅤ on occasion. what a relief it is to fade to the background of acknowledgment. it's a luxury not often afforded to women with hair that always moves. caitlin is happy to observe than command in group settings.

ㅤ being overlooked also implies underestimation. sometimes bravado encourages some to call caitlin a hoax, to dismiss her as a phony. the opinions of others don't ruffle feathers unless thrown in her face. defiance is precariously restrained; she'll be fine to have others underestimate her to a stable degree. anything that rises in assurance sours quickly. caitlin will not hesitate to "prove" herself to quiet disbelievers.

ㅤ it's more comforting to be overlooked by strangers than friends. anyone in close proximity stings⸻ should her efforts be taken for granted or dismissed, caitlin will make a seamless retreat. this doesn't happen often but on occasion, caitlin's pride suffers from negligence.

ㅤ she is not often overlooked due to specialty & reputation.

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carpals. what small habits do they have ?

( ✱ bare bones: @lxngfxrgxtten )

carpals. what small habits do they have ?

showing distaste in her nose⸻ it scrunches & twitches even if her expression is placid.

brushing her hair before going to bed & after waking up. a ritual that takes a while considering its amount. an attempt to never go to bed upset... alas, not every attempt succeeds.

reading into others when they're upset. it's a precaution. it's curiosity. the desire to stay informed precedes privacy, even for a moment.

staring at other people's backs/ beyond their head. her clairvoyance reads energy from the heart; future possibilities lie between the shoulder blades where you cannot see.

quick wit. caitlin acts before she thinks. especially her tongue.

kissing/ stroking her pokémon before they return to their balls. on the head or the nose, a stroke on the arm or back. thank you, goodbye, i love you.

pulling her legs up onto her seat. in most chairs, her feet do not touch the ground. once she realizes she is alone, she will tuck her legs into her seat. around others... her consciousness sharpens.

pacing. nervous energy keeps her moving. she may take laps around her room or manor while deep in thought.

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*casting my projection beam onto caitlin* i now declare you prone to nosebleeds.

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coccyx / tailbone. what outdated beliefs do they still carry, if any ?

( ✱ bare bones: @darkbets )

coccyx / tailbone. what outdated beliefs do they still carry, if any ?

ㅤ ( answered here; choosing another to answer instead if you don't mind :sob: )

metatarsals. if they could disappear for a day, where would they run ?

ㅤ somewhere cold. icirrus city in the winter, snowpoint city & its surroundings another time. let it be longer than a day⸻ three days to three weeks at best. let the cold stiffen her joints until caitlin's glad to warm herself in temperate springs.

ㅤ it's not so bad in the snow. the wind, the elements, & pokémon are fine company. as a child, she'd read stories of teddiursa & ursaring with a girl who finds peace in their home & admired their humanity. while ursaring may not manage a house like lords & ladies, they make fine dens in the woods. some days, reason weakens enough to suggest maybe she could get along with them. be their guest & return home without a scratch.

ㅤ but that's a desire only sought when vanishing feels right. she still likes the snow. it reminds her of her childhood manor, of stepping in others footsteps to not dirty her shoes, of snow angels, of digging through snowfall to find twigs & pebbles & acorns to adorn a new snowman. pretending to be a family of snover & abomasnow or a band of sneasels. snow never changes no matter the cacophony. it will always be cold & it will always be white as it falls. simple.

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radius. who/what do they reach for first in a crisis ?

coccyx / tailbone. what outdated beliefs do they still carry, if any ?

( ✱ bare bones: @treasureatery )

radius. who/what do they reach for first in a crisis ?

ㅤ her pokémon. it's the company she keeps the closest, channels she can speak to & understand without uttering a word. she trusts her team above all not to betray her⸻  she's lucky they're all inclined to loyalty over their self— interests. dependency flows both ways, one more than the other...

ㅤ in terms of people, very few. caitlin's chosen to ween herself off of darach since her immigration to unova. she considers it his blessing without regard to ask him his opinion. still, his face comes to mind when her blood runs cold⸻ that she may find solace behind him or turn to him when plans run astray. the reliance remains; she's hesitant to trust another staff or peer as she trusts him.

coccyx / tailbone. what outdated beliefs do they still carry, if any ?

ㅤ caitlin's upbringing, as rarely discussed, is regal. she was trained in manners & socialized for high society. when others fail to show regard for even basic manners, she still turns her nose up & lessens her opinions. perhaps not as outdated as societally irrelevant, she still holds them & herself to high regard.

ㅤ caitlin's expression is very traditionally feminine, gentle, & elegant. despite, some roles have been torn to shreds by proxy of their irrelevance to her grievances. she no longer bothers to be quiet if she chooses to speak her mind, she will take charge of a situation if the need arises, she takes precautions to protect others with her abilities, her fashion suits choice over occasion.

[jamsmemes]

(     *     BARE BONES.

a selection of headcanon questions inspired by key bones in the human body.

skull.   what memories/thoughts do they guard the most from others ?

cheekbone. what makes them smile ?

mandible / jawbone. what are they incapable of saying out loud ?

teeth. what lasting mark do they leave on others ?

hyoid / neck. who taught them to speak up, or stay silent ?

clavicle / collarbone. who/what do they lean on when they're vulnerable ?

scapula / shoulderblade. what burden do they carry on their back ?

sternum. what makes their heart pound hardest ?

ribcage. who/what are they trying to protect ?

humerus. do they use humour as a shield or a weapon ? what from/to ?

radius. who/what do they reach for first in a crisis ?

ulna. who stands by them no matter what ?

carpals. what small habits do they have ?

metacarpals. do they ask for help or clench their fists and bear it ?

phalanges. what is their relationship with touch ?

spine. when do they lose their backbone, what scares them ?

pelvis. what future or legacy are they afraid/excited to be responsible for ?

sacrum. what sacrifices have they made ?

coccyx / tailbone. what outdated beliefs do they still carry, if any ?

femur. what drives them forward ?

patella / kneecap. how compliant/obedient are they, who will they kneel for ?

tibia. who/what keeps them moving forward ?

fibula. do they ever feel overlooked ?

tarsals. what past mistakes stick with them with every step they take ?

metatarsals. if they could disappear for a day, where would they run ?

[40layered]

my friend and i had a little whiteboard sesh together

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lowkey had a horrible no good very bad day today. what are your silliest/ fav pokémon headcanons (about the actual pokémon, not the people). for me i think hypno should have a tail that it hangs its pendulum from. feels right to me.

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let's talk about how angry caitlin is actually.

number one. in black and white, she's not very nice all the time. she's so cranky here— unalert, herself:

"Who are you? How impudent you are to disturb my sleep. Hmf... You appear to possess a combination of strength and kindness. Very well. Make your best effort not to bore me with a yawn-inducing battle. Clear?"

she's worked hard on maintaining her cool, but it's not perfect:

[ after sending out her last pokemon ] : "Even at a time like this, I should stay cool and collected..."

she mentions several times how she has been violent, uncontrolled, unruly in the past:

"In the past, when I battled, the force of my emotions shook me greatly. When my power awoke, I came close to destroying everything around me. That weak person no longer exists... Still, sometimes, my determination fails. Always, I aspire to wrap up a victory with elegance and grace. I invite you to be my opponent again in the future, if you wish." "In the past, my untrained heart made my power run wild. I was forbidden to battle. All I craved then was to experience the pure excitement of battling like this. Hee hee... Although I'm embarrassed, I can't help smiling right now."

the one point where she directly mentions this pattern is related to anger:

"No matter how hard I try, I cannot defeat Cynthia. Before, I would have exploded with rage. Now, I have the tranquility to reflect on my performance to see how I can improve." ( & remember, sometimes her "determination fails" )

even more— someone attesting to how she is. hi darach

"Welcome. I am Darach, as you know, and I am the Castle Valet. Lady Caitlin, my employer, is not one to accept defeat willingly. However, for a reason I'm not at liberty to disclose, she cannot battle. Consequently, I will do battle in her ladyship's place. ...Let me assure you that you won't be shortchanged by facing me. En garde!" ( & after the player wins against darach: ) "... I shall see to appeasing Lady Caitlin's displeasure at my loss..."

the cause? her powers. they have made her "destructive" whereas, without them, she may have had an easier time managing loss because her outbursts could be easily controlled (in comparison to having psychic powers most are untrained to stop). other people have bore witness to them and as a consequence, she can't battle else she'll be angry. it's more probable that darach was hired by a third party to "manage" caitlin instead of caitlin hiring darach herself.

she mentions them awakening (i personally believed she has had them since birth & there have been unexplained events from her as a child but they didn't make themselves known until she was a little older) and all this responsibility at once is a lot to deal with— scrutiny at her powers is scrutiny toward her. people have believed her to be a villain because of her supernatural abilities and she lashed out accordingly, inside and outside of battle.

"Having no psychic powers at all is better than having psychic powers you can't control."

she resents her powers but she has grown to live with them. she upholds herself to be a lady from breeding and desire to grow into someone better. alas, it's not so much that these feelings have gone away, just that they're controlled.

remember: sometimes her determination fails.

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welcome to the wokenova pokemon league

marshal is GAY

shauntal is FAT

grimsley is METEROSEXUAL

caitlin is PRONE TO VIOLENCE

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out of the elite four, caitlin is closest to marshal.

( entirely headcanon based #ToMe ). caitlin doesn't know exact secrets, but she can tell when someone's hiding one. guilt can fester in waves and it radiates outward. caitlin's used to people avoiding her once they discover what she's capable of and marshal was no different, but he asked her not to tell anyone he was gay before she knew what it was about.

she hasn't. it's a burden unloaded to make way for a friendship. she has been to a few of his matches (no matter how loud they were) and she's offered a stay at a few of her estates so he doesn't have to find a hotel. he finds her judgement sound; caitlin doesn't hold her tongue if someone is unfavorable. they train together frequently so he can adapt to super effective typing. they enjoy each other's company and their personalities mesh easier than most people would expect— marshal is kind, caitlin is strict; they banter. he's still working on trying to teach her how to fight.

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for a situation for Caitlin to go through perhaps not having access to her powers for whatever reason !

( ✱ put caitlin in situations!!!: @darkbets )

ㅤ one must imagine what it would be like for conjoined twins to surgically emancipate. your identity is tied to anomaly. everywhere you go, you're subject to gawks & whispers. your life may not compare to that of a singular brain & one set of lungs. mobility might be easier for a singular person to orchestrate, but the twins adapt.

ㅤ they share everything. experience, a bed, shoes, organs & bone, a life. life might be easier if you could be your own person, perhaps the twins crave time apart. maybe they mutually agree it would be better off to go their separate ways. & they go through with it. half a body but only one head.

ㅤ a part of them dies that day.

ㅤ without their other half, they can never be whole. all the life they crave, the privacy, their own bed without bumping in the night, it's all their's. this is everything they've always wanted. they can supplement their shortcomings with prosthesis, they can learn to be their own person. they'll still turn to their side, expecting to see their other half, converse & share merry, but they're gone. it's a phantom pain that may never be exorcised.

ㅤ losing access to her powers comes only in sleep ( even then, never entirely ). it's a method done often for the very reason described. if caitlin were to wish upon a star that she may never be born with this crutch at all, this alienable flaw, she may come to regret it. how is she so sure? her powers illuminated this possibility.

ㅤ her powers have been apart of her since birth. as one might regard their large intestine or liver, you're hardly conscious of it but know it works. you need it to work. to be without it would spell dramatic consequences for your health. caitlin regards her powers like hair: if you shave it off, you'll survive, but you'll be naked. vulnerable. stripped of a virtue that's all you've known. comparison to a vital organ suggests caitlin's reliance; how can you part with something inside you?

ㅤ in her waking hours, caitlin has had times where her abilities become so quiet, she's certain they've left for good. the relief she fantasizes of never comes at those moments. her heart quickens, she paces, she recites every lucky incantation she can to feel vibrations again, to see the threads of her pokémon, to close her eyes & channel the sight of those nearby. all frantic & uneasy. but they return once frustration settles & the mind clears, just as caitlin knew they would.

ㅤ a surprise would feel nice. to not read hidden intentions, to be lied to & misled. that would be a dream. how she longs to know what it's like to not feel the dishonesty as it speaks into existence⸻ burdens come in all shapes and forms, all of which weigh on her chest. losing access to her powers means caitlin could live without walls. it would mean her anger has an easy solution, that she still may reside with her family, watch nieces & nephews take their first steps, speak freely.

ㅤ what a wonderful life it would be without your conjoined twin.

[darkbets]

grimsley preferred the unpredictable; the proverbial downpour. from the intensity of its wrath to the moment it waned, all of it appealed to the gambler. mostly, because all of that discomfort bred fortune, but with her omniscient gaze the psychic threatened to turn him transparent and that⸻  that was an itch he simply could not resist. it manifests as a rhythm, like precipitation upon his skin, his lithe fingers becoming diligent performers and despite how something within him begged to writhe free from her somnolent stupor he had yet to avert his eyes.

❝ circles.❞   he repeats as if considering it, suddenly far too aware of how commonplace they had become. the precarious stairs that led to his chambers; arched cruelly like tenuous ribs. the surface of a coin as it flipped auspiciously, landing in his favour. the half-crescent imprint his nails left against his cheek. it was culminating into something that felt inescapable. as if to shake it off grimsley lets out an airy laugh, dark eyes delighted by her expert flair. ❝ i cannot say i have, should i be keeping tabs on them ? ❞  but the incessant drumming persists. and comes to an abrupt halt with her next words. there was no malice behind them, so it’s no accusation but she says it so candidly that his poker-face almost falters. he was many fraudulent things but never would he admit so openly to being a cheater.  ❝ knowing the hand you’ll be dealt rids the game of it’s thrill. ❞ grimsley eases into counterfeit smile; decidedly feline.   ❝ if i didn’t know any better i’d think i’d hurt your feelings, really, if you wanted to tag along you could simply ask.❞  whether he would oblige or not was a different question all together.

❝ is that what you’re asking ? my nights open after all.❞  

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ㅤ the image of grimsley at tables that caitlin conjures is suave with his hand but of poor mind. an ego that flies too close to the sun after a short streak, stacks of chips dwindle to stumps & he turns tail. none of this to say that she regards him amateur; grimsley's name precedes him. despite... his tells are glaring. should caitlin not have her means, she might stand a chance once his eagerness peaks.

ㅤ there's something bizarre about how he regards her. his amusement seeks to conceal uncertainty, but it's not entirely facade. genuine glimmers of excitement from fear's arousal. fear feels cold. caitlin has felt the very chill often from many, adrenaline pulses like a heartbeat⸻ he's rippling. anxious excitement is not uncommon, but suspicion questions if the fear is coveted or conditioned standard.

ㅤ her brows furrow at his hand, the rhythm of his fingers, the restlessness unable to bottle. her chest warms the desire to tell him to fold his hands, keep them tidy in his lap, but it would serve no purpose other than to submit to his anxious energy. she exhales through her nose. he fails to confirm or deny her claim. alas, his humor gives an in.

ㅤ "a gentleman would offer an invitation; you insult yourself just as you wound me." any cheater worth their salt wouldn't humor a psychic as a plus one. but that doesn't stop a psychic from being curious of a world untouchable⸻ caitlin knows not the thrill of the unknown, how high stakes move the pitiful to fray the past, the present, the future. should he offer his hand, caitlin could have more control over uncertainty... or, she could bare witness to his unravel.

ㅤ misfortune befalls sinners & saints evenly. a kingdom rose to protect a princess from a curse, yet she still pricks her finger on the spindle foretold. a seduction far too great to avoid, curiosity can do more than kill a cat. "would you care for a warning? or is the thrill too tempting?"

[wonderful-rp-resources]

Go into my inbox and tell me a situation you’d love to see my Muse go through.

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Curious how my muse would handle heartbreak? Want an open where my Muse is irrationally upset or in danger? Toss all the ideas at me! I might get inspired!

[rpclefairy]

first meeting sentence starters.

send one to have our muses meet for the first time.

“Sorry, were you just talking to me?”

“I think you dropped this.”

“You look lost. Need some help?”

“I don’t usually talk to strangers, but…”

“You’re sitting in my spot.”

“Whoa! Careful!”

“We’ve never met, right? You seem familiar.”

“Is that seat taken?”

“Sorry, I think I just spilled something on you.”

“You’re blocking the doorway.”

“Were you just staring at me?”

“Excuse me, do you know the time?”

“Wait — are you the person I’m supposed to meet?”

“I’ve been sent to find you.”

“Please don’t be alarmed, but I think we have the same bag.”

“Do you work here?”

“I’m fairly certain that’s mine.”

“You’ve got something on your face.”

“Sorry, I thought you were someone else.”

“Do you know the way to ___?”

“You’re hurt. Do you need help?”

“That’s a fine ___ (cloak/hat/book/etc.). Where did you get it?”

“This might sound strange, but can I hide behind you for a moment?”

“You look like you could use a friend.”

“I think your dog just stole my lunch.”

“Hey, you dropped your coin purse.”

“I think we’re stuck in here together.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to overhear, but…”

“Are you the new neighbor?”

“First time in town?”

“I’m not sure if this belongs to you, but…”

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I’ve been hearing a lot about you.”

“Do you mind if I join you?”

“I think you’re in the wrong place.”

“You seem… out of place.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but are you following me?”

“That was a close call.”

“Not to alarm you, but someone’s watching you.”

“Mind if I walk with you?”

“You look like you’re in trouble.”

“Was that your doing back there?”

“You don’t look like you’re from around here.”

“That was impressive. How’d you manage it?”

“I’m guessing you’re not here by accident.”

“Do I want to know what just happened?”

“You might want to keep your voice down.”

“Is it always this strange around here?”

“I have a feeling we’re about to become acquainted whether we like it or not.”

“Looks like we’re in this together now.”

[coiledqueen]

@40layered from here 🪨

"oh yeah...bummer. sorry for not delivering," lucy replies, though a good-natured grin complements the expected snark. "...best two out of three?" (she can't help herself.)

"or...let me guess: vanilla shake this time. extra whip, and enough cheri berries on top to plant an orchard."

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ㅤ what a difficult decision presented before her. caitlin looks to the side, feign contemplation... "you must enjoy watching me struggle. i couldn't make a rational decision under such conditions."

ㅤ "however, with the best judgement i can muster, enough cheri berries to plant an orchard would be for benefit of generations to come. i have but one caveat: two shakes. one for me, one for you."