HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS

An Independent Multi-Muse Pokemon Roleplay Blog, penned by Ashley. est. 9/19/19. This is a side-blog, and I will follow you back from followingtheredbirds, my personal.

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Muses | Blog Lore 

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allies in arms; @skullboneandunown / @pokemon-experiments / @dimensionhoppinghybrids / @the-duskbound-codex

NOTE: This is a SIDEBLOG attached to the personal blog ‘followingtheredbirds’. If I like your posts or follow you please do not be alarmed! I tend to like posts so that I can view them later as i’m on tablet most of the time.

** Please note that the Blog Lore is NOT necessarily canon to every thread! It is just a general guideline of stuff I tend to write by.

Rules are under the cut.

I will not interact with anyone under the age of 18.

Do not bring irl drama, irl politics, or irl religion as topics to talk about with me.

NSFW content will be here, just not smut. Smut will always be fade to black.

I do have triggers and that's Scorpions and Zombies. Please keep them away from me, thank you.

Shipping is NOT the priority of this blog. To be frank, I prefer platonic or antagonistic for this blog, but in the rare case someone is 'single', you're welcome to talk to be about romantic. I am strictly singleship on all characters for this blog!

I am open to anyone roleplay-wise WITHIN the Pokemon fandom/has a Pokemon AU (with a right to refuse, but tbh I probably won't!)! If you want a genshin centric/AU possible blog please look at my blog cycleofstars!

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@pkmnidol-furuka:

E-ehh?? Th-that is not, well what I mean is, eto, you see, um, I-I...

I am not looking to be dating anyone right now?

The look on his face is one of pure amusement as his body shakes in a snicker. "Is that so?" He leans in a bit, one brow raising.

"... Your face says otherwise, Furuka. So... what's keeping you from chasing the Blue Dragon? Duty? Life?... A case of the blushes?"

[hinata-ryo]

Jacket from Pokémon GO

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❣️ “So how often does Friede fold you like laundry?” Donovan gives Ashe a shit eating grin as he drinks his coffee. (skullboneandunown)

She was washing Lucky's fur and his pitiful wails can still be heard from in front of her... and now the water hose is moving at full power into his face.

"Honestly? Every chance he gets. Happy?"

She's happy to see him drenched, for sure.

"Ass."

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@tactful-kind-daedra:

His comment shakes her from her almost overwhelming thoughts, her cheeks flushing a but upon realizing. How silly~ Making such fuss over things as simple as a question to ask. It wasn't even like it was a life-or-death one.... "Ah, sorry," Daedra apologized all the same. "Why does it always seem like that? There's things you might want to do or say over so long and then when you can..... You can't seem to think of anything appropriate!"

"I guess it never occurred to me," she admitted. "-to have a question only someone who properly understood Pokemon could answer. Maybe I'm just too used to having Pokemon I understand, or atleast found fun to try and figure out what they wanted to say." Daedra couldn't help her awkward chuckle, realizing she was not making a very good compelling case on her character. Presented with a potential once in a lifetime opportunity, and utterly blundering it in real-time. Pendra and Lulu had eventually drew over to observe what all the fuss was. Or rather, the Scolipede was amusing herself by bobbing her long neck about as her antennae moved from the motions. Lulu could only assume something overcomplicated was involved concerning her trainer and their new friend. Because humans almost always made things more overthought and complicated than they needed to be~

He chuckles to himself at her response. He smiles to himself and he says, "No need to dwell on it. We can't have you getting a headache now." He teases ever so gently. Honestly? He didn't mind at all if she didn't have questions. In time, if they crossed paths again, maybe she would.

Life was a journey. Enjoy the ride... so to speak.

"... Well. What would you like to do now, Miss Daedra? If you need company, I'm happy to stick around... if not, I can go. It makes no difference to me."

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ooc.

post ⭐️ and let your followers tell you if they wanna ship with your muse and why! A straight forward way to test the waters, talk about possible ideas, ect! Any kind of ship/ship dynamic can be talked about ( Romatic, Familial, Rivalry, Platonic, ect.)

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@skullboneandunown:

He slides off Charizard carefully, his eyes glued to his map. The calls of the Lugia echo through the ocean before fading gracefully into the deep. Donnie has heard the call numerous times throughout his life, but he doesn’t miss this chance to secretly record it. “Theres what I can assume to be a Pokemon around here. It’s moving too fast and erratically to be a human. Then again, I’ve been wrong before.” He remembers being pranked by Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler and Gambit while in college. The assholes. Carefully scanning the area with his magic, he briefly catches the eye shine of a Pokemon in a dark alley before it disappears. “Something is watching us.” The smell of rain begins to permeate the area, along with some static buildup making the hair on Donnie’s arm stand up. “Hold on….this sensation…” He eyes the alleyway where he saw the glowing eyes, and carefully starts walking towards it. “It’s the same feeling of the Paradox Beasts from Area Zero! Maybe a Paradox Pokemon has able to get down here!”

Charizard lowers his head near Donovan's head and looks him in the eye, and while not the same bond as Lucky and Ashe, his eyes speak for Friede; Is this wise to pursue so deeply in? If there is a Paradox Pokemon? Thankfully Charizard is far more relaxed and chill compared to Friede.

Lucky's fur bristles and a hiss radiates. He remembers Area Zero. To him... he doesn't like Paradox Pokemon. The Sylveon's jaw sets as more text appears; "If that's true... Paradox Pokemon are on another level. Is it wise to go any farther?"

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@skullboneandunown:

The boy hops in place at the mention of Inferny Kong. “Papa plays that too! He has a bunch of old games he likes to play!” He’s let in the game room if he promises to behave, and spent hours watching his dad play games. He sits cross legged as he tilts his head to listen to music as if he were a dog Pokemon. He mimics Milo’s movements with the social grace that is typical for a five year old. “Niichan, what’s this song called?”

Milo smiles and he shifts a bit. "Celestial. It's a song by some guy from the Balladree region... I don't remember his name." He shrugs. "I thought the lyrics were cool. Fun song, isn't it?"

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thought of you.

[rpmusings-galore]

I  will  choose  his  happiness  over  mine

     ———-      EVERY TIME.

[mudskip-memes]

Send ❣️+ any questions, rumors or accusations about my muse's love life, whether it exists or not

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There's a wry smile. "I'm flattered but the only person I ever loved died long ago. Besides, she is more of a little sister then anything. I wish her all the luck chasing a certain blue-haired dragon master, though."

"BWORF!"

@wyrmscion @pkmnidol-furuka

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@tactful-kind-daedra:

"I like to think there must be more out there," Daedra offered. "Afterall, there's just so many people and Pokemon in the wide world. It seems almost impossible that there's only 'one' for every single person. I think it's more just a matter of luck and how far you're willing to search! Afterall, life is just a series of hellos and goodbyes and until we meet agains~" Afterall, why would people have collections of Pokemon friends if they were only destined for one? The same applied to people, too, as there was always chance for a new friend~ Ah... but perhaps that was simply Daedra not being content to have only a small collection of companionship~ When Kianga posed her to think of a question, the redhead blinked with wide eyes, perhaps similar to a deerling in the tall grass. Oh... a question to ask. Now, it wasn't Daedra didn't have questions. In fact, she tended to have lots! Sometimes endless questions as she went about her day and life. However, it was very clear this had to be a -specific- question. "Mmm.... let me see," the redhead murmured in thought, turning her eyes skyward as a thoughtful finger tapped at her bottom lip. She had to think of a good question, one that would only be from Kianga's special talent. It couldn't be something run of the mill, absolutely not! Again... maybe she could one that only a Pokemon would know! However, Daedra seemingly knew a lot of facts on her own two, even if they couldn't directly taught. She'd always figured it out. It could be directed at Dastan but..... what if she asked something that was supposed to be private? or it was embracing or accidentally offended the other Lucario.

The moments ticked by almost painfully slow, but Daedra continued to look pondering. Though, her expression did seem to shift a bit from bright eyed inquisitive to....steadily wracked nerves as it was clear she was taking this a bit.... too seriously.

His gaze tracks her expressions and he smiles softly. "... If it's hard to think of any, don't worry about it. Dastan and I are open to any questions you might have, personal or not. If it's too much to answer, I'll tell you. Otherwise, I'm open." He admits softly. ".... Honestly, not many questions could phase me." Unless it was specifically about certain parts of his childhood, which he doesn't voice, but if she asked, he'd just gently redirect her elsewhere.

Those wounds he's not willing to open up about just meeting someone for the first time. Also, had she asked, he can tell Daedra isn't a malicious person... sassy, perhaps, but not malicious.

Either way, he shifts his posture and one hand comes to rest on his hip. Dastan by this point has moved away from Lulu, bworfing a bit before coming to stand back to back with his trainer, leaning up against him.

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@skullboneandunown:

Wyatt puts a finger to his mouth as he thinks about Aunt Ashe’s music preferences. “Hmmm…Auntie likes odd music. Wyatt can’t understand the words sometimes. Papa likes rock music! Sometimes he brings music from other worlds. Wyatt also likes video game music! Like Kirby!” Milo should redirect his train of thought before he goes down the Kirby rabbit hole.

A soft 'heh' leaves him at this kid's honesty. "Yeeeeah... It is a bit much, isn't it?" His smile fades and he tilts his head. "Kirby, huh?... I... don't play many video games, but I do like Inferny Kong and other platformers from time to time."

He goes to put the music on now and then takes a seat on the ground with Wyatt as it plays. His head moves a bit to the beat.

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@skullboneandunown:

Donnie climbs on with a grunt, and holds on as they take to the air, although not before recalling Shredder to his pokeball. He looks down at the dark city with a small frown, finding this all to be a bit depressing. The sounds of a Lugia can be faintly heard from out in the ocean, making Donnie snap his head in its direction before turning his attention back to the eerily calm Pokemon. “….I don’t know Lucky. There are so many theories about what happened to Atlantis. One of the theories that Professor Xavier has is that maybe the city sunk because of the Apocalypse. Or the Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Another theory is that perhaps the people drew the ire of a Legendary, causing it to sink.” Deciding that he’s had enough of the darkness, he conjures several floating orbs of light and disperses them around the area, lighting up not the whole city, but a few blocks at least. “The Apocalypse was a major subject back at College. It had something to do with the first Mutant…” A ping from the map made him jump a bit, before he calmed down. “We got movement about three blocks from here.” He gently pats Charizard’s neck. “Set us down. We don’t want to spook whatever it is.”

The sound of a Lugia has Lucky's attention as well. Legendary Pokemon were still Pokemon at their heart, but to hear one just out in the open... That was a sound the Sylveon won't forget. It was... a beautiful melody. Still locked onto the noise, his attention is broken once Charizard shifts and follows Donovan's commands.

Moving to land, the Charizard dims his own flame for now and Lucky is set down as well as lowering himself so Donovan can slide off. The Charizard grumbles slightly and Lucky huffs. Moving to slowly peek out from the alleyway, he moves just enough to where he can get a look.

The RotomPhone flares to life with more text; See anything from where you're standing?

[agriosanemos-archive-3-blog]

“He had the eyes of a thunderstorm but the smile of a thousand suns.”

— lovely-starry-sky (via lovely-starry-sky)

[cycleofstars]

Unfortunately my computer decided to bluescreen. Im going to do what I can to get things fixed but I may be out for a while. Sighhhh

[cycleofstars]

Got a temporary computer for now. Gonna be buying a laptop tbh.