First off, I’ll do my best to tag posts ‘cause I have a nasty habit of forgetting those. I like to try and include all that I can remember, but I won’t be able to get some of them.
Second of all, worldbuilding in my fanfiction can be found here, but only after a certain chapter or plot point as been released and also to prevent spoilers for readers. This can include other characters, scenarios that can be canon or not (i.e. events in the fandoms; for example: TWST Ghost Marriage, Fairy Gala, etc.), or other fun things. Drabbles can also be found on here when I write them for once and if there’s enough of them, I might post them onto my AO3 account.
Third of all, I made Pages for certain things on here for the sake of keeping it tidy!
Fair warning, I am not that good at handling technology, so if my Tumblr is a little weird from time to time, that might be me testing things out ☠️☠️☠️
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WORLDBUILDING:
To be made... ( •̀ ω •́ )✧
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white rabbit fest is out. For some reason I see Happiny in a cute rabbit outfit?
A very cute idea is that Happiny's bow looks like a pair of bunny ears. All it would take is a bit of extra ribbon, but it'd be adorable!
Either that, or Deuce's mom would have some extra ribbon lying around from fixing up the costumes. I do like the idea of Happiny holding out the ribbon to Soni who'd fix it up for her. Just overall 🥰🥰🥰
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:
It was on a beautiful moonlit night when the Champion of Kalos had gone missing. No calls. No texts, aside from one to her grandmother. No one knew where she was, but most believed she would be fine. After all, she was the strongest trainer in the region. Who would mess with her? Night Raven College very much did not get that memo. The one to not mess with the non-magic human with scary monsters who would and could raze the school to the ground if it meant getting their ramshackle of a dorm fixed. No, that threat does not (surprisingly) include Grim because he was the normal monster of the bunch.
Chapter 17 is out finally after a year and a half!
The moment Furret was released back into the wild, it was as if something was off with her ever since. Although she was still diligent in her studies and training at Kurt’s, it was obvious to anyone who knew her that she was not quite herself.
One such person already suspected the change when the girl came to the forge one morning.
“Phoebe.”
Kurt’s strict tone got her attention. Without hesitation, she rushed towards him. The old man showed her a bucket full of hollow apricorns that had uneven surfaces and dents.
“Your hollowing has turned poor. That small variable affects the craftsmanship of our product.”, his scolding tone pierced her anxious heart.
Phoebe lowered her head in shame. Her mistakes were rare and miniscule compared to now. This poor handicraft was out of character for her skill. She bowed her head to her mentor and apologized in earnest.
“F-forgive me sensei… I was negligent-“
“Child, you’re thinking about that Pokémon. It’s plain to see…”
Phoebe looked at him with stunned silence. Before she could protest, he cut her off.
“I know you felt something the moment you decided to save that Furret on the brink of death. You know that you have grown attached to it… yet you still think he was better off out there?”
The silence grew uncomfortable as the truth echoed in her head. He was right… something DID change the first time she held that Furret in her arms.
Yet, the uncertain part of her kept whispering in her head.
She could never be a good trainer when there were so many uncertainties. What if she let others down?
What if Furret decided that she wasn’t worthy to be his trainer?
A firm grasp on her shoulder snapped her out of her thoughts. Kurt faced his pupil with a hardened gaze.
“Phoebe, there are no manuals on how to be a perfect trainer. What makes a good trainer is n not because someone is some protégé or a smart strategist… what makes a good trainer is a heart that truly feels a bond for even just one Pokémon.”
He points a finger to her heart and as he spoke those words, a flicker of something sparked a sudden burst of conviction in Phoebe.
Without even bidding him farewell, she dashed out the hut and into the forest.
And this time, Kurt didn’t stop her.
Phoebe ran through the town, and she reached the Pokémon Center where she clutched the reception desk out of exhaustion.
“Miss Phoebe?!”, Nurse Joy called out, startled by her sudden appearance.
“N-Nurse Joy, where did you release Furret? I need to know… please!”
“He was released at Ilex Forest-“
Phoebe hastily thanked Nurse Joy before taking off again despite the ache in her feet. Her feet ran through the thick foliage of the Ilex Forest, her voice calling out to Furret every minute she could until her throat was raw.
“Furret! Are you there!? I want to tell you something!”, her voice cracked as she yelled for the hundredth time.
“Fur…. Ret!”
Phoebe’s head whipped around to the distant sound of the familiar cry. She wasted no time in running in the direction she heard it from. Her heart thumping with anxious excitement as she got closer to Furret.
But when she broke through that light at the edge of the clearing, she froze in horror as she saw a swarm of those Beedrills attacking a pack of Sentret.
Furret was in the middle, trying so hard to fight them off. Those Sentrets must have been his pack! He was trying his best to protect them, but with those numbers, he could never keep up for long!
He couldn’t possibly keep the swarm from injuring the entirety of his pack!
Phoebe fished in her pockets only to go pale when she realized… She forgot her Repels when she rushed out, but she had to do something… anything!
With a shaky breath, she something reckless.
The moment she saw every single Beedrill laid eyes on her and began to produce a loud buzzing noise, she knew she had to run.
She threw stones at the biggest Beedrill and yelled at the top of her lungs to get their attention. Intending to offend them enough to change the target of their aggression towards her.
“LEAVE THEM ALONE YOU HEARTLESS BUZZARD!”
Without a shred of hesitance, she ran through the forest as the swarm chased after her. Phoebe’s mind raced with panic, she hadn’t thought of any plans that would allow her to outrun them.
Not that any human could on their feet, they were too fast! And when she glanced back, she could see they were gaining on her.
She took a sharp turn on a large boulder only to step on slippery moss and sprain her ankle.
“Agh!”, she yelled in pain as she fell downhill into a ravine.
She held her tongue even when the pain was unbearable. From above, she could see the Beedrill passing by her unintentional hiding spot.
That was one problem out of the way, but it was not ideal for her to remain here. With her sprained ankle, climbing out would be impossible.
“Fur?”
Her head snapped upwards to see Furret looking down from the edge of the ravine. Beady eyes squinted in what she could only assume was worry.
“Furret! I don’t know if you can understand me, but please go into town and call for help! I can’t climb out- ack!”, she hissed when a slight movement caused pain to surge through her leg.
Furret lingered around the edge, pacing back and forth before disappearing. Phoebe could only hope he could find someone to find her.
It felt like hours within the tight crevice of the ravine. The smell of wet moss and dirt making her dizzy on top of the pain in her ankle.
‘Has the sun gone down…?’, she thought to herself as her head started to sway.
She was hungry and thirsty.
When will Furret get here?
Did he go back to his pack instead?
She was just about to lose consciousness when her ears picked up a faint barking noise. That familiar barking…
“Fur… ret… Furret!”
Phoebe forced her neck to look up as a light shone down. She could make out person with a blue cop uniform and a Pokémon with orange fur, black stripes and a yellow mane.
“We found her! Growlithe, get the rope and use Strength to pull her out!”, Officer Jenny ordered her partner.
“Growlithe!”
Thanks to the rope, Phoebe was able to be carried out. She breathed a sigh of relief when she as finally on solid ground that wasn’t claustrophobic.
Officer Jenny knelt down and handed her a bottle of water, which the girl drank as if it was her last. After finishing the bottle, Officer Jenny put a hand on her shoulder.
“Your little friend ran to town with a whole pack of Sentret leading us to you. You’re quite lucky, young lady. Now let’s get you home”
“Wait! Furret, where is he-“
She felt soft fur brushing her back. Phoebe turned her head to see Furret, her arms immediately wrapped around the Pokémon as she cried tears.
“Thank you, Furret… I wanted to tell you that I…”
She hesitates as she looked into his eyes. Her gaze going back and forth between him and his pack. The ache in her chest was there again.
The only reason she sought him out was to ask that one question every trainer would to their first Pokémon.
Would you be my partner?
But she didn’t want to part him from his pack. When she saw the Beedrill swarm attacking them, they were in disarray, and Furret was the only one who was able to fight them off.
He was the only one strong enough to even fight among them. Without him, the pack might not survive.
How can she impose such a selfish wish on him?
With a heavy sigh, she placed her hand on his fur and gently pats his head. Beady eyes blink at her, and the sight almost makes her chest feel tight.
“Take care of your pack, alright…? I’m so glad you’re okay…”
Perhaps the path of a trainer wasn’t meant to be. If the event just now was anything to go by, she gave Furret one longing glance before she was escorted home by Officer Jenny.
A few days went by, nothing new happened ever since. The same old routine of going to school, training at Kurt’s, and then going home to watch TV or do homework.
Phoebe sat in front of her mirror to tie her hair when she heard a buzzing noise. She looked to see her pokegear ringing.
“A call? It’s from sensei?”, she held the device to her ear.
“Phoebe? I need you to come here, it’s urgent!”
Whatever it was, he sounded like he seemed frazzled about something. She didn’t wait a minute longer and rushed to get dressed before running out of the house.
When she arrived, she froze at the sight. The entire pack of Sentret surrounded Kurt’s home. And in the center of it all, was Furret.
“What is going on?”, Phoebe looked to Kurt who also had nothing to say that could explain this.
“They just showed up here! I don’t know what led them here, but they better not be after my apricorns!”, Kurt huffs.
Furret stares at Phoebe for a long while before scurrying over to her. She could see him placed something on the ground.
A green apricorn?
“Is this… for me?”, Phoebe asked.
She held the green apricorn. It was in such high quality too. The shell was a very vibrant green hue and still sturdy to the touch.
It took her a moment to figure out what this gesture meant.
“You mean you want to-“
“Furret!”
Tears pricked the corner of her eyes as Furret nods. She wasn’t the only one who wanted to go on a different path, he did too.
Wiping her tears away to turn to Kurt, Phoebe’s eyes became determined as she steadied her voice.
“Sensei! Can I ask permission to borrow your tools and furnace?”
Kurt was taken aback at her request. It took him a second to realize what this whole situation was all about. He didn’t stop her, in fact, he actually laughed.
“Ha ha! You’re full of surprises, aren’t you? Well, I can’t deny such an earnest request. Go ahead, the forge is all yours.”
Wasting no time, Phoebe worked to forge her very first pokéball. She wasn’t assisting Kurt this time, nor will she ask for assistance. And Kurt respected that boundary, he and Maizie just watched over her along with the Sentret who looked on curiously.
The kiln proved to be the stressful part, even if she saw Kurt work on it so many times, it’s different when she’s the one having to use it.
She had to keep an eye on the shell and maintain the temperature otherwise it will turn brittle. Just taking her time in a slow and steady pace. Her mind focused while also reciting mantras to calm her nerves.
An hour passes…
And another…
Eventually, Phoebe emerged from the forging room holding a green ball with a red dot with yellow raindrop-like patterns around it.
Kurt gazed at the handicraft with a focused expression. Phoebe was nervous the longer he remained quiet, but the moment she saw his expression relax, so did she.
“It’s a well-crafted Friend Ball, Phoebe…. You did well for your first time on the forge”
“Thank you so much, sensei”
“Now, you know what comes next”
She did. It was now or never.
Phoebe went outside the house, still seeing Furret and the Sentrets. The Pokémon blinked as she kneeled down to his eye level, one hand holding out the Friend Ball.
“You know, for a long time I thought being a trainer was never in the cards for me. But after meeting you… and saving you twice, I get it now. What makes a trainer isn’t some prodigy lineage or natural-born talent, it’s the bond you make even with the unlikeliest of people or Pokémon”
Furret’s eyes held a small sparkle in his eyes as Phoebe extends the Friend Ball to him. His own pack barking in cheers for the new path their leader has chosen.
”Furret, would you like to be my partner?”
They will manage on their own, they always do. That’s what they conveyed to their leader.
“Furret! Fur!”
His tiny paw taps the Friend Ball then a glow of red light engulfs his form.
One shake… Two shakes… three shakes…
*(Click!)*
Phoebe’s heart felt so tight with a lot of raw emotions. The feeling of fate where one chooses to journey onto adventure with their newfound partner.
And her story starts with the first pokéball she made for her first Pokémon partner.
Are you going to continue the twist x Pokémon story’s? They are good (sorry if this was already asked)
Oops, sorry for the late reply.
To put it short, life's been tough. Motivation's been at a low for a couple of reasons (I've been in the fandom for a while, which is a rarity for me; I've got my own story that I've been wanting to write, real life things, etc.).
I definitely need to check out the TWST anime.
There are times when I go back to write a little bit for TEBF, but it's going to take a while for me to really write for it (curse writing over 10K+ chapters/jk).
I still love it. And I will go back to writing for it one day, but that's not right now.
Since it's Deuce's birthday at the time of writing this ask? Do you think that he and Happiny will have a pajama party?
I think so! There's also a part of me that thinks that because Deuce and Happiny (and by extension, Ace and Milcery) share a space with two other Heartslabyul students, they'd probably have to figure something out. I can see a pajama movie night with the others, although they'd need to set-up a projector or watch on a computer.
Happiny and Milcery would probably work with Soni to make some simple late night snacks. Berries and chocolate chips from the pantry like a trail mix since it's simple and easy to make. There's definitely popcorn being served, and I wouldn't be surprised if they had to make it in a pot if only because 1) it would add a nice experience to the night, 2) they can eat it out of the pot once it's done cooking, and 3) popcorn is a must-have on movie nights, especially pajama movie nights.
Everyone's having a good time. And I can see Soni being intrigued by the use of magic in some movies if there's any. They could check out some of Vil's movies, and if there's any of those special features/behind-the-scenes type of content, they could potentially see Bidoof in the background.
I saw an ask for Happiny's birthday. How would Soni celebrate her birthday in Twisted wonderland?
Oh, I'm pretty sure that Soni would have a pretty simple birthday celebration. If she wanted to, she'd make her own birthday cake, mostly because she has the means to do so.
I actually want to write this out in the story since Soni's birthday is in November, and that'll be really fun to explore in the fic proper.
I understand if you are busy. But in the Eternal Blooming Flower, will there be a chance for Soni to catch a new Pokemon for her team?
As much as it would be cool for Soni to get new Pokemon (and it's always fun to think about that sort of thing), I don't really see that happening in the fic. Because in my mind, Soni already has the Pokemon that she needs (both for the story and power-wise) and doesn't have a reason to catch more.
On a writing level, it's simply not practical or reasonable. Compared to having more Pokémon introduced and fleshing them out to make sense for the narrative than to simply use pre-existing Pokémon who already exist in the story, it's obvious which one I'd take.
It forces me as a writer to think of all the angles that one Pokemon can fulfill in a group setting than to slap a new Pokemon on and call it a day. Which is both challenging for me and fun to explore on how far certain Pokemon's limits can go and how any character would have to navigate those limits with that knowledge. After all, Pokemon are characters too, so of course I want to do the best I can with the characters already available in my story to avoid bogging it down.
If there needs to be a Pokemon added (which will be a question that is inevitable in Pokemon fics), I have to ask myself two basic questions: what good comes for this character to catch the Pokemon? And what does that result for the story in the long term?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Summary:
It was on a beautiful moonlit night when the Champion of Kalos had gone missing. No calls. No texts, aside from one to her grandmother. No one knew where she was, but most believed she would be fine. After all, she was the strongest trainer in the region.
Who would mess with her?
Night Raven College very much did not get that memo. The one to not mess with the non-magic human with scary monsters who would and could raze the school to the ground if it meant getting their ramshackle of a dorm fixed. No, that threat does not (surprisingly) include Grim because he was the normal monster of the bunch.
Chapter 16 is out! Thank you for waiting for the update, everyone!
#in the article it says that the sailboat sailors were concerned because they could not be towed quickly because of the kind of boat#so they asked Götheborg what type of ship they were and warned that they would not be able to go above a certain speed#and götheborg went ' we are also a sailboat. 50 meters length. no worries :) '#and the poor sailboat sailors were just like ' That's not possible. they have to be messing with us' and then the ship Rolled Up (via bunjywunjy)
I'm crying. Here's a photo of a sailor from the Götheborg watching over the little sailboat in tow:
From the story:
We repeatedly emphasized that we were aboard a small 8-meter sailboat, but the response was the same each time: "We are a 50-meter three-masted sailboat, and we offer our assistance in towing you to Paimpol." We were perplexed by the size difference between our two boats, as we feared being towed by a boat that was too large and at too fast a speed that could damage our boat.
The arrival of the Götheborg on the scene was rapid and surprising, as we did not expect to see a merchant ship from the East India Company of the XVIII century. This moment was very strange, and we wondered if we were dreaming. Where were we? What time period was it? The Götheborg approached very close to us to throw the line and pass a large rope. The mooring went well, and our destinies were linked for very long hours, during which we shared the same radio frequency to communicate with each other.
The crew of the Götheborg showed great professionalism and kindness towards us. They adapted their speed to the size of our boat and the weather conditions. We felt accompanied by very professional sailors. Every hour, the officer on duty of the Götheborg called us to ensure everything was going well.[...]
This adventure, very real, was an incredible experience for us. We were extremely lucky to cross paths with the Götheborg by chance and especially to meet such a caring crew.
Dear commander and crew of the Götheborg, your kindness, and generosity have shown that your ship is much more than just a boat. It embodies the noblest values of the sea, and we are honored to have had the chance to cross your path and benefit from your help.
"Our destinies were linked for very long hours" is just knocking me out.
