reflection.

moon from pokemon sm, as written by cosmic. for national park.

[eternalnull-blog]

Lunar Eclipse || Gladion&Moon

((Look who found five mins in their hiatus to post a starter lol)) Starter Call: @alolatrained The days were getting longer, the nights were becoming shorter, summer was upon them and Gladion could feel the stress. It seemed as if the increase of tourist mirrored the increase of paperwork. Normally, Gladion didn’t mind paperwork, in fact he preferred the silent, peaceful solitude of working in his office. Except, he found his office lacked an important element- air conditioning. That’s how he found himself, sitting on the railing of Hau’oli cities beachfront, watching the setting sun splash vibrant hues of pinks, oranges and reds across sky which in return seemed to dye the ocean in warm tones. Sipping the iced roserade tea he had purchased from the pokemon center, Gladion closed his eyes and enjoyed the cool breeze that ruffled his hair, not even minding as it lifted his bangs away from his face. He’d almost forgotten what it felt like to be out in the open, the moisture rich air, constant buzzing of tourists and floral breezes. Maybe staying in the stuffy office wasn’t as wonderful as he had assumed, there was a certain ambiance to Alola that made him feel alive as he watched the hustle and bustle of all types of people in and around Alola. Just as he began to sink back into his relaxed state, he heard someone shout his name in panic. He furrowed his brow and tried to locate where it was coming from, the feminine voice ringing with familiarity. Just as he spotted her, he realised something black and pink was coming straight for him and cursed loudly, flailing off the rail and dropping his tea in the sand as he narrowly dodged a Pyukumuku that went sailing over his head and straight into a passing tourist. He blinked in confusion, struggling to regain his bearings and make sense of what had just happened, when a hand appeared in his line of sight. His eyes followed up the small hand, thin arm and eventually up to the face of Moon, who was smiling sheepishly and offering him help. He felt his mouth twitch upwards in amusement, but quickly pulled them down in a frown and stood up himself, brushing the sand off his white coat. “Moon? What is a champion like you, still tossing around cucumber pokemon? I thought that was just a part time gig, and I’m pretty sure being champion is a full-time job?”

[alolatrained-blog]

Helping out the citizens of Alola was always a full-time job. Well, at least for smaller things like this.

Moon had been working at this beach for quite a while now, flinging Pyukumuku into the seas where they needed to live. While the Pokedollars given weren’t a concern at all anymore, it was the fact that it still needed to be done. See, the person that had started doing it full-time was sick, and needed a replacement. She’d happened to be on Akala at the time for PR-related things, but had gotten pulled aside by the lifeguard and asked to do this. It wasn’t too long of a job, and well, it was kinda fun! So why not?

What she didn’t expect to happen was one of the Pyukumuku slipping from her hand. In her frenzied attempts to stop it, she only pushed it further on the path it was on… and straight for a familiar face. She cursed under her breath, running forward and calling out.

“Gladion! Move!” Luckily, he did. Unluckily, he tipped over a rail. Also unluckily, she hit someone else. Boy, that sucked. She winced, jogging the rest of the way forward to help Gladion. As she came into reaching distance, she held out a hand for him to grasp, giving him an embarrassed smile. Once he took it, she helped to pull him up before crossing her arms.

“I’ve had an interesting day. We’ll get into that in a moment, though. Are you alright? That was quite the tumble there.”

[eternalnull-blog]

“I’ve had an interesting day. We’ll get into that in a moment, though. Are you alright? That was quite the tumble there.”

He nodded grumpily confirming that he was fine and sent his discarded tea a melancholic glance, unconsciously frowning. He returned his gaze to Moon, noting that her clothing seemed to be damp. So she really has been throwing sea cucumbers into the sea. 

“An interesting day? I guess I can relate to that, but what I meant was why you’re on Akala?” Not that he wasn’t happy to see her, she was always a breath of fresh air with her spunky attitude and kindness that had been so foreign to him. Being on Akala island brought forth his memory of first meeting her. He was still an enforcer for Team Skull at the time and had stumbled into Hau, who he knew to be Hala’s grandson. After winning the battle between Hau and himself, he had been lecturing the carefree trainer when she appeared, ready to talk him down. He let a hint of a smile touch his lips as reminisced, realizing that they had come such a long way from then, Moon now being one of his closest friends Ally. A small squishing noise made him perk up and the Pyukumuku that initially had tried to nail him in the face came bouncing back and settled at his feet. With a snort of amusement and a roll of his eyes, he picked up the slimy creature and tossed it in the air before catching it again. Shuffling forward into the sand, he tossed back a sassy, yet obviously friendly remark over his shoulder to Moon.

“Why don’t I help you get these slimeballs back into the ocean first and then you can unload your daily monologue on me.” In other words, Gladion wouldn’t mind catching up after helping her, but he’d never admit that on his life. 

[alolatrained-blog]

Ah, the cost of being champion. No free time to spend with your friends.

“Why don’t I help you get these slimeballs back into the ocean first and then you can unload your daily monologue on me.”

Well, that was a fun proposition. They’d get this done a bit faster that way. And with that, the two got to work. It wasn’t a hard job, and it was made even more pain-free with twice the amount of hands. Once they were finished, Moon dusted off her hands, wiping the slime on her shorts.

“Well then,” she muttered, giving the beach one last cursory glance before nodding. “Looks like we’re about done.” Their area of duty was completely clear now. Record time, in fact. Good for them. With a small huff, Moon turned to Gladion with a small smirk. “So... you still in for my ‘daily monologue’?”

Maybe not a monologue, more of a quick recap of the events of the day. Monologues were for people like Guzma. 

[alolatrained-blog]

Hey there, quick OOC note! I’m messing with Moon’s age right now, to match with @malcsadas and @eternalnull. She is now 20. All future threads will be affected by this change, but all current threads will keep her age of 15. Sorry for the confusion if this causes any!

[withtrustandlove-blog]

The Viridian City Pokemon Academy.  It wasn’t a place unfamiliar to Green, though a lot had changed since he’d attended here year over ten years ago. He’s sitting with her, today–that little prodigy teenybopper from Alola. Any normal joe looking at Moon wouldn’t be able to tell her from the next kid, but it was obvious to those worth their salt. The fact that they were sitting together, that she wasn’t attending this particular Academy tournament–should have made it apparent enough. It’s a bi-annual competition for the students of the academy. Attending the school for any length of time made you eligible, and winning meant distinguishing yourself to the region’s gym leaders. Though he never intended to let a brat under 5'5 take his badge, he still kept an eye open for that certain X factor that would potentially make a champion. Green leans back in his seat, glancing at Moon with narrowed eyes. 

“…you sure do got your attention glued to this one.” there was a girl in the arena now, clad in white with heavy hair pinned neatly out of her eyes. It’s not hard to tell just who is the star of the show, and when she’s properly announced it all made sense. Green snorts, arms crossing casually behind his head. “…so she’s a friend from home, huh?”

@alolatrained

[alolatrained-blog]

Prodigy would be a strong word to her. She was just in the right place at the right time, in her eyes. Becoming Champion was an accident. Whether that was good or bad was up for her to decide, still. But one of the good things is that as Champion, she could visit this tournament. And it was an important one.

Because she was here. And to her, that made it important. She couldn’t miss a chance to see her best friend shine.

“Make that best friend,” she replied, with an affirming nod. “We, uh... we were really tight back in Alola. She’s here to help out her mom. I have Champion duties, but I can’t miss her big tournaments, y’know?” What kind of friend would she be if she did?

Besides, she needed the break. And this was a good way to spend it. 

[skullboi]

Feather Dance ║ Guzma & Moon

         The meadow was a blossoming sunburst.  Yellow flowers covered its entire expanse, winding their way through trees, bushes, even on the rocky outcrops of the mountainside.  The fresh aroma of its nectar was sweet as honey.  Pokémon and people alike sought this place for its sereneness and for the cheerful Oricorio whose bright yellow feathers were gifted from the flowers themselves.  For Guzma, the meadow brought other feelings.  Memories he’d not lived in a long time.

         He meandered down the worn path, slouching, with his hands deep in the pockets of his hoodie.  It was a position he was familiar with, and one he took when his thoughts took over all else.  The sun shone brilliantly down on the meadow below.  He basked in it briefly, allowing it to warm him, but soon he moved under the shade of a banyan tree and its warmth left him.  Several people stared at him as he passed.  He felt their hate with ever step.  Guzma kept his head low and ignored them.  He continued until he was well away from the other visitors before stopping at the base of a thick rain tree.

         This was far enough.  Guzma took a moment to glance at the massive canopy.  Its branches reached across the meadow, greedy for the sunlight and the rains that followed.  The way it swayed in the breeze and overshadowed everything else reminded him of the woman president of Aether.  He shivered.  Guzma slumped against the rain tree, resting an arm on his raised knee, and pulled his thoughts from her.  He stared at the clearing nearest him with impassive eyes.

         A Pokémon chirped nearby.  Guzma thought about Metapod, his thoughts drifting off to that fateful encounter.  He’d been a child then, and tiny.  His black hair was thick and messy, and his clothing dirty, but his toothy grin negated all of that.  He couldn’t have been more different than he was today.  A Cutiefly landed on his arm and glowed.  Guzma didn’t appear to notice.  He was walking now, entering through overgrown bushes and pretending he was a Pokémon Trainer.  He’d entered the forest due to a noise—and followed it into the clearing adult Guzma was dozing off in.

         It was his first experience with a wild Pokémon.  His father had never allowed him one, but he’d seen them, and he’d wanted them, and if he could just have five minutes, father, please, he wouldn’t ask again, he’d do all his chores without complaint, then he would be happy.  Guzma’s eyes closed.  Now he was on his belly before Metapod, watching it struggle with its metamorphosis.  It looked at him helplessly, and the child knew what he had to do.

         “Come on,” he encouraged it.  “I know ya can do it!”  His younger self repeated his chant, urging Metapod on.  It seemed grateful to its efforts.  Soon Guzma was on his feet, shouting at the open air, his arms spread wide under the sky blue skies.  “Go, Metapod!  Go!”  Child and Pokémon locked eyes, and for one moment time stopped.  Metapod shone, its thick green body enveloped with radiating light.  Out from its back burst the most beautiful Butterfree he’d ever seen.

         It chittered at him, and his younger self giggled and laughed and ran after it as it flew for the first time.  Yellow petals danced in the air around them in a whirlwind of color.  He chased it until the sky turned dark and the surroundings gloomy.  Frozen, twisting trees of crystal took the place of towering palms.  The ground was obsidian instead of dirt.  Butterfree flew on without him, and fear knotted in his stomach.  Light refracted off the trees in a rainbow gloom, and though he ran to keep up with Butterfree, his footsteps made no sound.

         A man stood in the center of the clearing.  And where Guzma expected to find the Butterfree, he found Pinchy.  In the man’s hands was a Poké Ball, shiny and red.  Guzma’s face turned the color of curdled milk.  He knew what came next.  “N-no,” he whimpered, coming closer even though he wanted to run, run, run as far away as he could.  His father towered over him, big and mean and angry.

         His father shouted words he cannot remember.  His voice boomed in the void.  Pinchy stared at him with loving eyes.  “Not Pinchy,” Guzma cried, his words thick with emotion.  And as he watched, his father hurled the Poké Ball at the unsuspecting Grubbin, and he was too late to stop him, to protect Pinchy, to save him—

         The Pokémon exploded in a cloud of dust.  A woman cackled.  Her voice was a nightmare, echoing through the night and its crystalline trees.  Lusamine leered at him, all gold and emerald, her million poké smile flashing behind a terrifying laugh.  He was small, too small, a child.  Defenseless.  She reached out at him with nails like claws.  “No, no, no,” he moaned.

         Her claws transformed before his eyes.  He blanched as her arms lost their bones and thrashed at incomplete angles, her fingers elongating and resembling tentacles… And then her arms flashed and he was blinded by its light.  A soft and menacing buzzing enveloped him.  When he opened his eyes, he was staring into the bulbous bell of Nihilego.  “NO!” Guzma shouted, his body twisting in real life.  Hundreds of tentacles grabbed him, burned him, ensnared him in their electric embrace.  It was too late to scream.

         Guzma awoke in a flurry of flailing limbs.  His heart felt like it was about to burst out of his chest.  Someone’s shadow blocked out the sun, but their face was feminine, and they stared at him with an emotion he was too groggy to place.  In his daze, he believed her Lusamine.  Guzma lashed out to punch her.  “Th’ fuck’re ya lookin’ at?” he shouted at her, sitting upright as he did.  He struggled to control his breathing, trying and failing to control the lingering sensation of fear.  “Beat it!  This ain’t no TV show!”

[alolatrained-blog]

Nightmares. A near constant in her nights, since the time she spent in Ultra Space. It really was terrible, but Moon was beyond caring at this point. At the very least, she knew what it was like. So when she saw the big bad boss himself against a tree, seemingly struggling against something or other, she immediately knew what was going through his mind.

So she decided to approach him. Why? Well, she wasn’t really sure. A want to make sure he was alright? Possibly. Morbid curiosity? Also maybe. It was a bit hard to tell, in her mind. All she knew was that she had to see what was up. In retrospect, that may have been a bit of a mistake.

When he awoke, she was looking at him with her face likely screaming confusion. “Hey, Guzma, a-” Oh shit, that was a fist. She barely stumbled out of the way of it, cursing herself for getting too close. Of course she would. “Arceus, dude, chill the hell out! I just-” She was cut off by his second remark, which just kind of... confused her. “The fuck are you talking about?” she asked, glaring at him. She had a lot of things to get through here.

“Okay, okay. You need to frickin’ chill, Guzma. I wasn’t gonna hurt you, my god.” She crossed her arms, letting herself unwind from the sudden jumps in movement. “Nightmare?”

[alolatrained-blog]

📪 - A Neighbor, 💘 - A Love Interest, 👻 Someone They Don’t See Often

“I don’t think I have a neighbor, but there’s this guy in Hau’oli that I live near. He’s pretty cool. He and my mom are apparently friends from high school, so that’s how they know each other… Fun coincidence, but yeah.”

“Oh, uh… Love interest. That’s… a question. If I can be honest, I do kinda have a crush on Lillie… Don’t tell her I said that, though.”

“Another person I don’t get to see much? Why are you guys so interested in that? Anyway, I don’t run across Nanu much. Probably because he’s busy in Po Town. Might call him and ask how that’s going, actually. Thanks for the reminder.”

[alolatrained-blog]

👿 - An Enemy, 👻 - Someone They Don’t See Often

“An enemy. Easy. Lemme tell you all about Lusamine. She is a bitch, I tell you. I… don’t think she’s learned anything. And I’m scared for Lillie, because she’s back with her in Kanto now. Ugh.”

“And a person I don’t see often? I’m thinking maybe Plumeria. I don’t see her much at all, actually. I don’t really look for her, but maybe passing by and saying hello could be nice.”

[alolatrained-blog]

a little break never hurt (moon + ???)

It was a bit of a boring day, if Moon was to be perfectly honest. Champion duty only occupied you so much if you weren’t actively battling. And that she wasn’t. As a matter of fact, it had been a bit too long since she’d actually had a good battle. So she had decided to take the rest of the day off. What could hurt? So she rung the rest of the Four up, telling them to leave for the day. Time to use up a day off for a bit of fun.

First thing she did as she left? Head back to Melemele, of course. Hau’oli City was always the best place to spend an afternoon. When she arrived, she immediately headed for the Malasada Shop… only to have the door opened in her face. She stumbled back, rubbing her nose a bit before looking forward at whoever had done this…

[ladylyraofjohto-blog]

“Oh my goodness! Your nose!” Lyra cried out immediately after seeing that she’d smacked the other girl in the face. “I’m so sorry! I’m a total klutz after traveling all day and i didn’t even think to open the door slowly, oh my goodness I hope your nose isn’t bleeding!” She rushed out as she grabbed the girl’s arm and dragged her over to a table and called out to someone behind the counter for some ice. Passing the girl a sandwich bag of ice and a napkin, she sat down fretfully trying to see if the girl’s nose was broken or bleeding. “I’m really sorry!” she said again, wringing her hands in guilt.

[alolatrained-blog]

That was a whole lot of things happening in the span of a few seconds. She barely had any time to react to this maelstrom until she already had a makeshift icepack on her nose, and a girl was fretting over her, seemingly panicking. With a frown, she finally raised her hand, ignoring the slight flow of blood from her nose. At least it wasn’t broken.

“Whoa, whoa. Chill, lady. I’m good.” In that moment of reprieve from the rush, she sat back, folding one arm over her chest and letting her other rest on it. She sighed. “It’s fine. Shit happens, y’know? I’m fine.” She wasn’t that badly hurt, either. There were worse injuries she’s had.

“Gotta ask, though, what’s the rush?”

[eternalnull-blog]

Lunar Eclipse || Gladion&Moon

((Look who found five mins in their hiatus to post a starter lol)) Starter Call: @alolatrained The days were getting longer, the nights were becoming shorter, summer was upon them and Gladion could feel the stress. It seemed as if the increase of tourist mirrored the increase of paperwork. Normally, Gladion didn’t mind paperwork, in fact he preferred the silent, peaceful solitude of working in his office. Except, he found his office lacked an important element- air conditioning. That’s how he found himself, sitting on the railing of Hau’oli cities beachfront, watching the setting sun splash vibrant hues of pinks, oranges and reds across sky which in return seemed to dye the ocean in warm tones. Sipping the iced roserade tea he had purchased from the pokemon center, Gladion closed his eyes and enjoyed the cool breeze that ruffled his hair, not even minding as it lifted his bangs away from his face. He’d almost forgotten what it felt like to be out in the open, the moisture rich air, constant buzzing of tourists and floral breezes. Maybe staying in the stuffy office wasn’t as wonderful as he had assumed, there was a certain ambiance to Alola that made him feel alive as he watched the hustle and bustle of all types of people in and around Alola. Just as he began to sink back into his relaxed state, he heard someone shout his name in panic. He furrowed his brow and tried to locate where it was coming from, the feminine voice ringing with familiarity. Just as he spotted her, he realised something black and pink was coming straight for him and cursed loudly, flailing off the rail and dropping his tea in the sand as he narrowly dodged a Pyukumuku that went sailing over his head and straight into a passing tourist. He blinked in confusion, struggling to regain his bearings and make sense of what had just happened, when a hand appeared in his line of sight. His eyes followed up the small hand, thin arm and eventually up to the face of Moon, who was smiling sheepishly and offering him help. He felt his mouth twitch upwards in amusement, but quickly pulled them down in a frown and stood up himself, brushing the sand off his white coat. “Moon? What is a champion like you, still tossing around cucumber pokemon? I thought that was just a part time gig, and I’m pretty sure being champion is a full-time job?”

[alolatrained-blog]

Helping out the citizens of Alola was always a full-time job. Well, at least for smaller things like this.

Moon had been working at this beach for quite a while now, flinging Pyukumuku into the seas where they needed to live. While the Pokedollars given weren’t a concern at all anymore, it was the fact that it still needed to be done. See, the person that had started doing it full-time was sick, and needed a replacement. She’d happened to be on Akala at the time for PR-related things, but had gotten pulled aside by the lifeguard and asked to do this. It wasn’t too long of a job, and well, it was kinda fun! So why not?

What she didn’t expect to happen was one of the Pyukumuku slipping from her hand. In her frenzied attempts to stop it, she only pushed it further on the path it was on... and straight for a familiar face. She cursed under her breath, running forward and calling out.

“Gladion! Move!” Luckily, he did. Unluckily, he tipped over a rail. Also unluckily, she hit someone else. Boy, that sucked. She winced, jogging the rest of the way forward to help Gladion. As she came into reaching distance, she held out a hand for him to grasp, giving him an embarrassed smile. Once he took it, she helped to pull him up before crossing her arms.

“I’ve had an interesting day. We’ll get into that in a moment, though. Are you alright? That was quite the tumble there.”

[assortedrpmemes]

Meet the People in My Muse’s Life

Send a Symbol, and they’ll tell you about:

🌻 - Their Father 🌷 - Their Mother 🌟 - A Different Family Member 🐶 - A Pet 👊 - A Best Friend 👋 - A Friend 🔍  - An Acquaintance 🍼 - A Child (Theirs or Not) 🎭 - A Former Friend 👿 - An Enemy 📪 - A Neighbor 💘 - A Love Interest 👻  - Someone They Don’t See Often 💀 - Someone Deceased ☀️ - Someone who Can “Turn Lemons into Lemonade” ☔️ - Someone who Can “Turn Lemonade into Lemons” 🍀 - Someone Lucky 🍰 - Someone who Loves Food 🍜 - Someone who’s A Great Cook

[alolatrained-blog]

👀 You're champion now. Was that your only goal you set or do you have anything else you want to accomplish?

“I should be honest here. Being champion was never a goal of mine at all. My journey was to do the Island Challenge, then go back home. But I think what happened during my journey really changed me. And now, there is something else I want to accomplish. I want to make Alola the perfect place to live. I want people to be happy here. And that’s my mission, to make that possible.”

[ send me 👀 and a question to get a completely honest answer! ]

[alolatrained-blog]

a little break never hurt (moon + ???)

It was a bit of a boring day, if Moon was to be perfectly honest. Champion duty only occupied you so much if you weren’t actively battling. And that she wasn’t. As a matter of fact, it had been a bit too long since she’d actually had a good battle. So she had decided to take the rest of the day off. What could hurt? So she rung the rest of the Four up, telling them to leave for the day. Time to use up a day off for a bit of fun.

First thing she did as she left? Head back to Melemele, of course. Hau’oli City was always the best place to spend an afternoon. When she arrived, she immediately headed for the Malasada Shop... only to have the door opened in her face. She stumbled back, rubbing her nose a bit before looking forward at whoever had done this...

[alolatrained-blog]

👀 think ya got what it takes t' take on yer boy... in a dance off

“In a dance off?” Moon frowns, crossing her arms. “I can’t dance. So no, no I can’t. But, I can lay down some bars while you dance.”

[ send me 👀 and a question to get a completely honest answer! ]

[alolatrained-blog]

👀 "Let's hear your honest opinion of Team Skull..."

“Team Skull...” Moon frowns, thinking for a moment about her answer and how to word it. “Well. I don’t hate them like a lot of people do, honestly. Sure, they were misguided. Sure, they messed a lot of stuff up. But they were just people with nowhere to go. And I can respect how you and Guzma took care of them. Like a family. Just... the damage you caused to Alola can’t be forgiven easily.”

[ send me 👀 and a question to get a completely honest answer! ]

[ofhotheads-blog]

Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

No deleting questions, either!

[boysnsplinters-blog]

[ ♛ ] send me a url and i'll tell you the following;

[fcrcebound]

my opinion on;

character in general: how they play them: the mun:

do i;

follow them: rp with them: want to rp with them: ship their character with mine:

what is my;

overall opinion:

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.

[alolatrained-blog]

Hey there! Since I’m new to the whole organized Tumblr RP group thing, might as well introduce myself! Name’s Cosmic. I’m 25 years old, am the most awesome not awesome college dropout you’ll ever meet, and also really like Pokemon! 

I won’t be around often for the next few days, but once that’s done, I’m here to stay! Cool, huh? Anyhow, consider this a plotting call! If you wanna set up some interactions, or just set up how our characters interact, hit me up by either liking this, or sending me a message! I’m around for a lil’ bit.