‏‏‎[ THE DRACONIC CHAMPION. ]

I'LL BE YOUR FEELINGS, YOUR SKIN & BONES i'll keep your company, you'll never be alone

[kingsblde]

                                 well, are you ready to lose?             your pokemon league challenge ends with me!

[kingsblde]

@grunt104​ said :  NOOOOOOOOOO

‘ damn, this is what happens when i am just too beautiful and too perfect... ‘ sighs at this profound and unfortunate part of his life as wilfred is hauled away screaming by his disgruntled security.

[kingsblde]

SECURITY!!!

[meistoshi-a]

insatiable, idealistic   /   one day you’ll have reached the top of the world   /   & you’ll look out at the view before & below   /   & you’ll say   /   ❛ — 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡. ❜

[megamog]

Favourite Characters - 13/??

| Lance |

[kingsblde]

@gruntred replied:  maybe lance should get a new hobby like ummmmm chilling out

why would you say that, beloved fan of lance, when everyone else loves the heroism of taking down evil rockets? :) are you saying you are on the side of evil?

[ogalactus]

ALOLA FRIENDS !   leaf here !   give this post a like / reblog if you’re interested in writing with DULSE of the ultra reconnaissance team from pokemon ULTRA SUN ( & MOON ) !   blog is almost complete  &  is a reboot.   canon divergent  &  headcanon heavy ♡

[kingsblde]

lance’s primary hobby is having his team of dragonite hyperbeam rocket members, but he also has diversified his hobbies in also spending his free time breaking the hands and fingers of poachers 😌

[kingsblde]

lance owns the smallest handful of shiny pkmn. i think of shiny pkmn in and of themselves incredibly rare--similar to albino animals irl, which can manifest either in only in one known case of albinism, or be found in multitudes. they are not impossible to find, but incredibly difficult to locate nevertheless, making them a hot subject for poachers and breeders looking to make a pretty profit off of these uniquely colored pokemon.

lance’s shiny pkmn did not come into his possession due to him explicitly seeking them out. a very rare few were born on his massive estate to the pokemon he has already owned, even slimmer few he accidentally found in the wild, and others were brought to his makeshift, unintentional sanctuary.

those he found in the wild were explicitly taken in due to their minimal chances of survival--I.E., while a shiny pikachu or a shiny garchomp may do fine due to how similar in coloration they are to the original, a shiny dratini would stand out in its watery habitat, easily plucked up by predators like fearow that would spot it from the skies. lance does not find himself having to make these choices often, but has a handful of times. these pokemon more often than not do not mind their transition to domesticity, though one or two are still wholly wild and are treated as such.

some shiny pokemon have been brought to him in search of refuge. pokemon confiscated from poachers before ultimately being sold (either to be an accessory or ‘exotic’ pet) are usually what find their way to him, others taken from neglectful households that viewed these uniquely colored creatures as aesthetic objects and not living beings in dire need of proper care. lance, frankly speaking, never has the heart to say no. he is well off, has an expansive property, and has the means of ever-adapting to support these pokemon that would otherwise have nowhere else to go.

his shiny pokemon are not for sale or to be given to trainers (though i can see very, VERY special circumstances resulting in him determining someone worthy), nor does he use them himself in battle. they’re instead set up for life to enjoy an existence of not having a spotlight placed upon them, permitted to either reach out for his human company, or disappear into his blackthorn property to live as they would in the proper wild, safe from predators and allowed to quietly thrive.

[kingsblde]

logs in briefly from work to say:

aggron not being steel/dragon is a crime and specifically a crime against Me

[kingsblde]

the weekend approaches, though it’s time for work. i’m mobile over on lionfanged if anybody wants to transfer their IMs over there for more immediate responses (im lazy and dont like blog hopping on mobile) vs waiting for this evening, BUT. bad man lance au is on the brain, might figure out some basics and post about that this evening 👀

[kingsblde]

lance wakes up every day and chooses to be bastard

[kingsblde]

gruntred​:

     the training exercise had finished a good hour or so ago. the only reason wilfred had lingered in johto’s ice path route was to observe the pokemon which resided in the area - and to maybe acquire a new member of his pokemon team.

    “ a swinub would be a cool addition to the team, right? ” wilfred asked his trubbish, who skipped happily alongside him. as they approached the entrance to blackthorn city, it became very obvious very quickly that the two were no longer alone. adjusting the hood on his puffer jacket, wilfred scooped trubbish up into his arms and approached the other trainer slowly. folk who trained out here were the strongest of the strong, and it wasn’t wilfred’s intention to start a pokemon battle.

    “ … champion lance … ? ”

    he hadn’t intended on saying that out loud, but there was no going back now.

    “ wow –– !! i, i … i can’t believe it’s actually you! i’m a huge fan! ” his words came out jumbled and way too quickly, and his cheeks were now red from both the cold and the excitement that came with meeting johto’s very own champion.

    “ would … are you doing autographs? ”

@kingsblde​.

it took resilience to make it through the icy path to blackthorn city. as lance had been told as a young boy, eons ago, their forefathers had worked alongside the dragons they had bonded with to create such a difficult route to their home to protect those within it, knowing of what the evils of the world would want to do with the great and mighty dragons there. now, however, its original purpose had faded away. while evil still existed, it had set its eyes on loftier beings even higher than that of the mightiest dragons.

the ice path had instead transformed into a personal challenge for trainers to traverse to prove their mettle, to demonstrate not only to themselves and their team but to the world that they were tough enough to endure the difficult road to blackthorn.

but, the boy who approached him didn’t look anything of the sort. far from it, in fact.

scrawny, with a severely underleveled trubbish for the path, he looked far more suited for a relaxing time on the ss anne than the struggle here on the mountain lance called home.

garchomp, flanking him, turned sharply on his heel, the giant beast of a dragon already eagerly sniffing out the air to determine if this would be a fresh challenger. settling a hand on the pokemon’s shoulder to steady him, for the last thing he needed was to have to take this kid to the hospital after a thorough mauling, lance smiled to offset garchomp’s fierce, permanent glower.

‘ ha, i didn’t think i’d be meeting a fan today so far up the mountain! ‘

lance grinned. honestly, he hadn’t really been interested in any company. he had come to the path for a breather away from both league responsibilities and clair breathing down his neck, and in the brisk heart of winter, few trainers were found traveling here. save for this one, who practically glowed with a giddy excitement. and who was he to say no to a boy who had already inflated his ego to two times its size by his eagerness alone?

‘ for you? ‘

garchomp leaned down, snuffling in the direction of the trubbish. smelled... bad. not good for eating. garchomp huffed and shook out his head, and lance laughed, giving him a firm clap on the shoulder.

‘ sure, kid. ‘ a glitter sharpie, the same color as his fiery hair, was procured. go to show clair that it was not a waste of pocket space! ‘ unfortunately, i don’t have any paper on me, but whatever you got, i’ll sign. what’s your name? it isn’t often i find people trekking up here this time of year, it’s quite a tough going. you must be rather sturdy. ‘

[kingsblde]

dragontamer​:

And warm up he does! Though he can hardly feel the older mans hand slide over his arm, it doesn’t change the fact that it’s there. If Lance intended to get blood flowing he succeeded, but if he kept this up the blood would be flowing south rather than to his burning face. All too easily he allows Lance to tug him, and if he wasn’t so embarrassed by his own reactions he might have swooned rather than hid scarlet cheeks in his fluffy scarf.

“O-oh-” is all he manages to say in his flustered stupor, mind already thoroughly in the gutter before his muscle is squeezed, let alone after. If the hand had remained for longer he might have even flexed. He’s not sure which fully causes his mind to blank, the look in his brown eyes, or the fact he leaves him standing there staring after him stupidly for a few moments, challenge hanging in the air.

Raihan has always loved a challenge.

Scrambling after him, he doesn’t mind in the slightest that Lance gets ahead of him, though he would never voice it out loud (the mans ego is already huge Raihan doesn’t need to verbally stroke it… Speaking of stroke-) it’s a nice view to say the least. Regardless, he’s sure the other can feel his gaze burning into him.

It’s not long before the older man is slowing back down to match his speed, though it wouldn’t have taken long for Raihan to reach him on account of his long legs. It’s only when they’re side by side that it’s painfully obvious how large he is in comparison to the champion, though luckily the hair gives him a couple of inches of height… Not that it matters when you have to make eye contact. Each time the other man gazes up at him he has to crane his neck just to meet the leaders eyes.

“Ah, yeah. Luckily these won’t end the world… Though they say they are reborn from other ancient pokemon. Just not… Y’know, gods. Still mad cool though.” He gives a short laugh, rubbing at the back of his neck. “I suppose that’s good that you’re taking the bunch. But I think the word you’re searching for is Children. Might be two… Or four.”

ah. just a fluttering touch on the arm, and that was all it took? hook, line, sinker. even as he trotted on ahead, far more giddy about this capture than his teasing of raihan, he could hear him sputtering behind him, utterly starstruck from a moment that should’ve felt terribly minor. wasn’t he an instagram star? a profoundly loved celebrity here in galar, with the masses swooning over him every which way?

lance smirked to himself. well, he was the legendary dragon tamer of the kanto-johto regions. just about anyone could be brought down to their knees simply because of his status alone.

though, in that moment, as he tilted his head to look to raihan, he would have liked that to be a far more literal statement. he wasn’t short for a kanto man--in fact, he was quite taller than the standard--but raihan dwarfed him, a towering skyscraper of a person next to his suddenly very modest height. it was humbling, to say the least, and were he a few years younger with skin not quite as thickened, he might have even been bothered by it.

‘ that does sound quite cool, ‘ he agreed, and with a tilt of the head, he made note of their current environment. at the clip set, they had made it fast enough to see the first few gravestones, and lance could feel his pulse pick up with a thrum of excitement, gently squeezing the pokeball. after some research on dragapult, gyarados seemed his best bet--she lacked the weakness to dragon-types, and with her ice fang, she’d make quick work. but, dragonite still hung back as need be, with an ice punch capable of felling even the sturdiest of foes. or, well, the most transparent of foes.

they were ghosts, after all.

‘ however many there are, they’ll all be coming home with me. ‘ his eyes were already scanning, curious as to how dragapult and their young wandered their territory. ‘ i have quite a bit of room for any pokemon i find, and there are always new openings popping up. though they all will be finding a very permanent home in johto. ‘

lance looked back to raihan--did his expression show through how he was practically vibrating with excitement?

‘ well, you’re the expert. where will we be able to find a dragapult? ‘

[kingsblde]

random fact while im at work but i find steelix incredibly terrifying. just outright nightmare fuel. hate it a lot.

[kingsblde]

inbox call while im at work. starter call will resume when im home and mentally Ready(TM).

[kingsblde]

anonymous asked :

i’m sorry who is atticus...? i don’t see him on your about or anything

oh you’re good!! atticus is my pkmn oc over on lionfanged. he’s a post-oras/emerald pkmn boss based in hoenn, and also my primary blog. so if i’m not here, most of the time you can find me over there on him!