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Is my daughter married yet???

Don’t you

Forget about me :(

#team rocket #jessie #musashi #Nobody remembers me #I died for your mew #it's so cold up here #madam boss is my wife #though she sent me here to die

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I exist because my new cubs had bad childhoods!

The lavender-haired one’s parents only cared about marrying him off and not his happiness.

The loud magenta-haired one’s mother left her to find a rare Pokemon.

The furry one was abandoned and abused.

The… blue one I’m not sure. He seems happy.

And the scary one scares even me.

Either way, I am their new mother. I will protect them forever.

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Thanks Bewear :,(

queenmusashi

Don’t cry mom :(

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Why aren't you married yet? :,(

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I exist because my new cubs had bad childhoods!

The lavender-haired one’s parents only cared about marrying him off and not his happiness.

The loud magenta-haired one’s mother left her to find a rare Pokemon.

The furry one was abandoned and abused.

The… blue one I’m not sure. He seems happy.

And the scary one scares even me.

Either way, I am their new mother. I will protect them forever.

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Thanks Bewear :,(

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February be like

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Well good for you?

:(

Happy Mothers' Day :(

Thank you, dear. *cries*

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A Mother's Love//:Closed RP with RocketJess

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Something was wrong.

Her mother was distant, and when she wasn’t, something still seemed wrong. The usually warm and smiling woman had recently been frowning, face an expression of worry and indecision. Though Jessie did not yet know those words, she knew her mother was not acting normally. Lacking the language skills to convey her concern, Jessie would sit in silence with a frown or give her loving mother the biggest hug she could give. That always seemed to make her feel better.

Last night, Jessie had noticed a glistening in her mothers eyes when she put her daughter to bed, dressed in a soft pink pajama set and given a plush chansey. When Miyamoto had turned to leave the room, Jessie, in her small voice, called, “Wait.” Now having her mothers full attention, locking eye contact, the five year old repeated, “I love you.”

It was hard to sleep that night. She still didn’t understand why.

That morning, her mother was to find her asleep in her bed, legs curled up to her chest, one arm grasping the chansey and the other with fingers in her mouth. Her sleep had been rough, but still she looked like an angel.

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Oh how she hated to wake her up, but it must be done.

Miyamoto had crept into her daughter's room, carefully. She didn't want to be too loud, though it was hard the muffle the sound of her boots crossing the thinly carpeted floor of the home she was about to say goodbye to, one of many things. She paused, watching her child sleep so soundly, looking like she slept so peacefully. Like she felt so safe.

Then she knelt down at her bedside, taking her hand and softly combing through her daughter's shining hair, then feeling her small face with her white gloves.

Too soon, her other hand had to wipe away a tear. For a moment she lost it, leaning her elbow on the child's bed and covering her eyes.

No, I can't. I have to be strong.

She picked her head back up, fighting her emotions. Taking a breath before she reached over and shook her daughter's shoulder gently at first to do the unthinkable; Well one of many things this day. Waking up a sleeping child seemed wrong. Taking her from her home and life was ever worse. Abandoning her? Unforgivable.

She wiped away another tear.

"I can't..."

#sorry this took so long dear #rocketjess #;a mothers love

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"I need a drink."

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"What is wrong, my dear?"

#idk

//That feel when you don't have any reaction images... Oh well.

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REBLOG if you are ASEXUAL, support ASEXUALS, or are SECRETLY 16 CATS IN A TRENCH COAT

//Reblogging stuff from the wrong blog ;D Miya has had a long day, okay?

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Diamond&Pearl”, more like: the trio Rocket’s life is hard and no one understands.

//I have class, then back on either this account or Alice. Cheers~

A Mother's Love//:Closed RP with RocketJess

There were so many things to leave behind that day; belongings and memories. Only so much could fit into Miyamoto's bag, which would have to last her the entire research mission down in the Andes of South America. She could take a few sets of clothes and just the shoes on her feet. Just the jewellry she was wearing, like her orange earrings.

"Jessica won't understand."

All of the money she had, toiletries and Team Rocket files about her mission could fit and her Pokeballs. Everything else, her home, her daughter, she would have to leave. This was the price she paid for being a top agent, for such status.

"She'll think I'm just going on another trip."

One last time, Miyamoto checked that she had everything and zipped it up, placing it on her shoulder. Passing by the mirror, she tried to avoid her own reflection. She already knew what she looked like, who she was inside and out. Dark purple hair, green-blue eyes, a black Team Rocket uniform with white gloves under her warm coat. A face that was about to lie to the five-year-old daughter she was about to leave with a complete stranger.

"I'm a horrible mother."

Wasn't this necessary though, so that they could be happy? If she caught Mew and handed it to Madam Boss it could mean finally being able to be there for Jessica and financially support both of them.

Putting on her best poker face, Miyamoto headed for her daughter's room in the small house they lived in, opening the door with a creak.

"Please forgive me, for what I'm about to do."

#rp #;motherslove #rocketjess #i'm excited for this #though it'll be drama

My daughter had red hair! Why is it purple now? Oh... perhaps genetics. ;)