Sayumi Matsumura

Sayumi's the name, Moomoo Milk's the game. No really, you should try Moo Moo Milk sometime. It's pretty good for you. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Pokemon OC // FC: Touwa Erio from Denpa Onna to Seishun Otoko and Izumi Konata from Lucky Star (recolors) [tracking "moomoo-farmer" and "moomoofarmer"]

[siopaogal]

do you even lift?

[guesswhomovedlmao-blog]

はらだ

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Reunited at last (@moomoo-farmer)

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A sigh passed through pale lips as the woman disobeyed his request and grabbed his arm, dragging him along, his shoulders sagging as he gave up. For whatever reason, he couldn’t find it in him to get angry with this ridiculously cheerful young woman. That was what was even stranger to him, the only other people he had found himself like this with was Rami, and Aria. One of which happened to be his girlfriend. And top of that, he felt this odd sense of familiarity with the young woman, which made everything worse.

The thoughts were tossed aside as she brought up MooMoo milk yet again, causing Yuuto to heave yet another sigh. With how often this woman spoke of it he was beginning to wonder if she was really even human, or just a Miltank in some sort of strange dream he was having. 

However, she didn’t stay on the topic for long before she introduced herself, stopping their walk. 

"Yuuto…" he murmured a gloved hand outstretching towards the woman. "I’m a bit surprised your name doesn’t have anything to do with MooMoo milk…considering how passionate you are about the substance…" his sentence drifted off as a sudden thought struck him, the smallest of smiles tugging at his lips, barely even visible. 

"I’ll call you Saymoomi…" Yuuto declared, earning a sharp whip to the back of his neck for the ridiculousness of the nickname. 

[moomoo-farmer]

She let out a small "Hmph" of annoyance at the ridiculous nickname now upon her. Regardless, she pinched the ends of his sleeves, pulling him toward her beloved farm. 

The further on they walked together, the stronger she felt this strange sense of similarity emitting from the strangely-dressed boy. It was almost as though she had met Yuuto before. She felt connected to him in a way she could not detect.

As they finally passed through the gates of MooMoo Farm, the bluenette was almost immediately greeted by a small horde of Miltank who were grazing the field.

"Hey, you guys!" she responded cheerfully, giving each one an affectionate ruffle behind the ears before directing herself and Yuuto to the big, brown barn nearing the back of the farm. Yes, this barn was attached to her home, letting the scents of fresh MooMoo Milk and Miltank-dirtied hay waft through the space.

Although it was unnecessary, she provided Yuuto with a tour, as she did with every other visitor who had ever passed through the barn space. Before entering the kitchen of the house, she pointed out hay bales and Miltanks, along with jars of fresh milk, ready to be capped with their signature purple, gingham cloths.

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[moomoo-farmer]

"Get up lazy!"

She rolled over, speaking drowsily. "Yeah, Mama--More... Moomoo Milk..."

[frommemetoyou]

Put "Get up lazy!" in my ask box to see how my muse reacts to being rudely awakened.

[topazerocket-deactivated2014010]

Kris had to hold back a sigh of relief. Honestly, she was surprised the girl was buying it. “I made it,” she answered quickly, finding it a bit easier now that she knew it would be pretty simple to fool her, “Not from scratch of course, since that would have taken me forever. I just modified some normal clothes.”

[moomoo-farmer]

"That's incredible," Sayumi sighed in awe. "I've always wanted to make a Psychic costume, but I can't sew if my life depended on it," she chuckled, rubbing the back of her head sheepishly.

"I kinda wanna learn how to though--Probably once I get some time off, though."

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Reunited at last (@moomoo-farmer)

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Despite being a bit surprised by the sudden presence, and mentally scolding himself for not having heard the approach, his face stayed blank, head tilting down towards the direction of the overly cheerful voice. But, before he could retort to her initial words, she suddenly took on a kinder town, thus causing the trainer to scowl slightly. 

If there was one thing he disliked, it was being pitied. But yet again, before he could come up with a witty retort to her pity, she was speaking once again. Did this woman ever shut up? 

Espeon seemed to be enjoying the whole spectacle, even going so far as leaping off of Yuuto’s shoulder to approach the hyperactive woman. “Traitor…” he murmured, face growing blank once more at the mention of ‘turning his frown upside down’. 

Before he could reject, his stomach growled, signaling he was indeed hungry, although he wasn’t quite sure Moomoo milk could satiate such a thing. Even his stomach was against him today as he waved his arm. “Well…lead the way. I have to follow your footsteps…” the bluenette grumbled. 

[moomoo-farmer]

A small but no less gleeful giggle escaped her lips as linked arms with the blind boy, walking alongside him while humming a cheerful tune. Sayumi couldn't help but note the boy's features, looks that felt eerily similar to her, but she just couldn't reason why. His appearance struck a familiar picture, but she just couldn't perceive what. She let the thoughts wander to the back of her mind as she directed the boy's path to the farm.

Route 39 was about as rural as it could get with no Trainers in sight. Doing her best to steer clear of the taller grass, she gently pulled the boy in various directions, trying not to pull his arms off. Breaking the silence between them, she grabbed the opportunity to chime in, "Y'know, all that stuff about the Moomoo milk? It's true."

Sensing the annoyance emitting from the irritated sigh leaving his lips, she shut up again. "Wait!" she exclaimed, suddenly stopping her stride, bringing them both to an abrupt halt. "I never caught your name!" she said with a sheepish chuckle, "I'm Sayumi." The blue-haired girl beamed, shaking his hand.

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Now you can have that crazy old man from pokemon leaf green/fire red laying on your blog because he hasn’t had his coffee

[floccesy-sass]

Bitch GF

Saymoomi

Espeon Douche

Besbaw

[mavrofidi]

Send me a ✁ with two names and I'll tell you whom my muse would kill.

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[moomoo-farmer]

Pokemon 003: Venasaur 

Venasaur, the final form of the Bulbasaur evolution. This seed Pokemon soaks up the sun's rays as a source of energy.

[wherethehellaremyglasses-deacti]

We all live in a Pokemon world

This is my pokemon blog if any of you are interested, I make gifsets, photosets, post cool Pokemon stuff, and just reblog cool Pokemon stuff I find.

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Reunited at last (@moomoo-farmer)

Here he was, in Johto, far from Unova. Why? Because he had followed Aria here of course. It appeared that nowadays the blind man followed his lover wherever it was she went, which just so happened to be all over the damned world for whatever the family business was, he was still a bit unsure, but the details were frivolous. 

The blind man heaved a sigh, tossing the thoughts on Johto aside as he continued to wander. His girlfriend had been roped into some family matters, so he decided to occupy himself with exploring the area, although yet again his travel guide proved to be completely useless and he was lost. The only thing that kept the bluenette going was the vague smell of milk which he had been following for a few minutes now, and the scent grew stronger and stronger with each step.

Soon enough, it began to smell as if he was bathing in the beverage, pale nose twitching as he continued to inhale. “Why does it smell like so much milk?” Yuuto grumbled, pale face blank as per usual. 

[moomoo-farmer]

She overheard the grouchy man's voice, whirling around and about to give him a piece of her mind. "Well excuuuuuuse me! Moomoo Milk is very high in nutrition, and even Pokemon enjoy this drink too..." she argued until Sayumi realized she was only staring at a torso. Slowly, she moved her gaze higher... and higher until she was finally looking into someone's face.

The white pupil... she observed silently. Blind. "Is there something I can help you with, sir?" she said in a more gentle tone, realizing the man's limitations. "That smell is Moomoo Milk. It's very delicious, and it's pretty good for you too!" she advertised, a line she repeated nearly everyday to prospecting customers.

"Perhaps, sir, you'd wanna try some! I'm sure it'll turn that frown of yours upside down!" she suggested cheerfully, flashing him the brightest smile she could muster.

[moomoo-farmer]

@hearmewoof

[hearmewoof]

He froze, his smile trembling as he risked a nervous glance down at his lower half.  Right.  So, it was exactly as he’d feared.  He was officially the most embarrassing human on the planet.  

"Mr. Mime!"  The loyal Pokemon appeared from behind him, and Naoki gratefully received the pair of jeans from him with the hand that wasn’t already clutching a battered baseball.  

"Thanks, Junior," Naoki whispered discreetly, winking at his friend.  "Woulda been nice t’get these sooner, though."  

He turned back to the pretty girl standing before him, an awkward chuckle escaping his lips.  

"Y’know me so well, Sayumi!" he exclaimed, the usual bright smile returning.  "There’s no foolin’ you!  Yeah, I reckon I did sleep in quite a bit today…  But usually I’m up earlier, honest!"  

He nodded at the baseball in his hand, and then looked at her happily.  ”Thanks a bunch for returnin’ this old thing.  ’S my last baseball!  Speedy’s diced up the rest of ‘em.”  

[moomoo-farmer]

Sayumi hoped the pink tint tainting her pale cheeks were not as apparent as they felt, since her equally embarrassed gaze now avoided his white boxers (which coincidentally had baseball designs strewn across it).

She relaxed a bit as he put on his pants, her cheeks feeling much cooler than they had been earlier. Once her friend was fully dressed, she giggled. "Y'know, you should really invest some money in an alarm clock," she suggested kindly. "Unless that money was supposed to go to Moomoo Milk. Then you should definitely get that instead." 

She reached into her bag, pulling out the familiar glass bottle containing the opaque, white liquid. "You wanna buy some? MooMoo, our Miltank, is feeling much better after those berries you gave us!" she smiled. 

Reluctantly, she turned away, waving her hand. "Well, I've gotta get back to the farm," Sayumi sighed, directing the point of her thumb behind her. "Mama's probably wondering where I've gone. Plus, I've got a ton of chores to do."

[despondentcolors]

Oh, a smile, that’s what she wanted. So he gave her one, albeit a little forced. It was all he had the energy to muster, so he hoped she appreciated it. “Unova.”

[moomoo-farmer]

A rather forced smile spread across his face--Not that it mattered. A smile was a smile. Suddenly, she felt a pang of sympathy for the guy. "Unova's pretty far away from here. You homesick?"