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Love Begins
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Game Changer & Make Some Noise

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@carminedetokiwagrove
Send me "alt!" and I'll introduce you to a charecter I've rped in the past, want to play in the future or are currently playing somewhere else!
Yellow took a snack on her own, chewing her bite thoroughly before swallowing. “Well… Truthfully speaking.. I’ve always had a crush on him the first day we met.” She admitted. “At least.. I didn’t realize that until a bit later. But your Papa…” She smiled a little.
“…He didn’t see me as a female yet. It took both of us some time to actually… come out into the open. But even then, it still didn’t change a thing. So he went on a journey or two. At some point… he came back. And the first person he went to find that time… was me. Usually, he would go bother Uncle Green at the gym, but.. that time was different, I guess.” She paused for a moment to reach for another snack, replacing it with another for Carmine’s sake. “…Is there someone on your mind, daughter?”
“I’ve heard from Papa that he came to Kalos because he was super well-known everywhere else... Did you know him before he became famous?” she asked, sipping on some berry tea.
Carmine idly kicked her feet in thought. “Papa thought you were a boy? He never told me or Jasper about that...” she recalled. “But one day he started liking you?”
“…Is there someone on your mind, daughter?”
The question somewhat caught the teen off-guard. She bit her lip and thought about her answer.
“...I want to have a relationship in the future with someone. A relationship like you and Papa have.” she answered truthfully. “You love each other and trust each other. You live off of what the land provides you with and don’t do anything that would harm a Pokemon. You’re both very gentle souls.”
Yellow had placed two plates of snacks down on the table, most definitely for Carmine and her Oddish. “Ah.. are you already at that age where you want to hear a romantic story?” She asked in French. It had been quite some time since then and she’s happy enough to be able to communicate with her daughter at the very least. Yellow didn’t mind it so much so long as it was what she preferred. “Sorry, daughter… But your Papa and I go way way back as friends. There is nothing romantic in the beginning to share.”
“How is it that you ended up together then?” she asked, taking a cookie and giving it to Belle-Belle to snack on. Carmine really loved to dote on that Oddish, not just because Belle-Belle was her first Pokemon, but because it was her parents that helped her catch it for her.
“You really love each other a lot now... So, what happened to make you marry Papa?” Carmine questioned, kind of curious about having a future relationship with someone like her parents had now. Full of unconditional love and trust.
@pokemonhealer
(”Mama, how did you meet Papa?”) “Mama, comment avez-vous rencontré Papa?” the girl asked, playing with Belle-Belle absently as the Oddish sat in her lap. “Était-ce romantique quand vous avez rencontré? Ou vous étiez amis pendant un certain temps? Est-ce que Papa a proposé? Ou avez-vous?” (“Was it romantic when you met? Or were you friends for a while? Was it Papa that proposed? Or did you?”)
@pokemonhealer
Yellow: Red, help me with this crossword puzzle. Red: ...Sure. Yellow: What’s a five letter word for disappointment? Red: -scribbles “GREEN” into the boxes- Yellow: -smacks Red’s arm- That’s horrible... But it fits!
“I apologize for being late...” the blonde apologized. “I didn’t realize you were already here...”
“Well.. Grandpapa Bya has been busy, but I’m sure he still remembers you. Why do you ask?”
“Well, it’s been a while since I saw him.” she shrugged. “I was wondering if he was okay... Do you still talk with him?”
The 5th icon in your icon/gif folder is your muse's reaction to being proposed to by Lucifer.
Yellow: (about Red) He’ll think we’re following him like we’re obsessed!
Yellow: Me, obsessed with him?
Yellow: Not that I have anything against that.
Yellow: But it’s different! I’m not obsessed.
Yellow: Oh, I don’t even believe myself when I say it!
Reblog this.
If you do not care what gender your roleplay partner identify themselves as.
Be they male, female, trans, or whatever else is out there.
If you are a friend, you are a friend. If we ship our muses together, we ship the heck out of our muses. I don’t care if you are a female playing male, a male playing female or whatever is inbetween.
You are precious no matter what you are. And I love you.
Random Pokémon aesthetics: Slurpuff/Shiny Slurpuff
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“Mama?” Carmine asked, lightly tugging the back of her jacket to get her attention first. “Do you know what ever happened to Grandpapa Bya?”
"Vous ne regardez pas comme vous appartenez ici." the blonde said as she stepped out of her house and into the berry garden that her parents had guarded. "D'où êtes-vous? Je pourrai peut-être vous aider à revenir à votre domicile."
♠❙—“……????” Sounded like Uncle Sanji when he was mad…
The confused expression gave her everything she had to know without saying another word. So, this one really wasn’t from this area… Kanto perhaps?
Carmine closed her crimson eyes to concentrate on what she was supposed to say.
“You are… not from here?” she asked, her English was a little broken from lack of use. “This – champs de petits fruits – berry field, belongs to my Mama and Papa. Do not touch my hard work.”
She had to recall some English lessons with Uncle Amarillo a few years back, but she did manage to improve her speech a little while she took that moment to think over her words.
“Are you lost, petit enfant?” she asked, “Shall I help you back to your home?”