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I’m what the kids call ‘an atrocity to god’.

(( Hey everyone! First I’d like to say I’m sorry for not being so active recently. I’ve been focusing on schoolwork and other irl things, and mainly browsing through Tumblr to destress. I’ve also been prioritizing my Pokemon RP blogs atm.

(( Also I’ve come to a realization that one of my rules may be limiting the way I interact with people. I have a “ask before interacting” (with the exception of when I reblog ask memes), even with close friends, since I feel slightly overwhelmed when I see unexpected asks in my inbox. However, I’m starting to think that this may be limiting the amount of interactions I could have, including with close friends of mine. I don’t know how I will modify this rule yet, but I will definitely now say that I am currently open to people slapping their muses into my inbox!

(( And to the anons for my Lion Guard multimuse: I see you and your presence makes me happy and I will definitely get to your asks at some point! Just give me some time. I do get preoccupied with other things, especially since I’m in college, hang out with irl friends, partake in other activities, etc. Letting you know I appreciate you all, tho! ))

#OutOfPokes (OOC)#reblogged from TLG multimuse

idontunderstandthislifethingyet

#Orias (musings)#flashing tw

mandysxmuses‌:

“Uh.. I’m not hurt. A little exhausted from all the walking, I guess.” Heather sat down with her legs pointed forward. “I didn’t ever see myself talking to an animal. Do you have a name, or are you just.. Leavanny?”

What a weird word.

Never saw herself talking to an animal? What an odd comment to make. This human must not interact with Pokemon all that much, the Leavanny thought. Then again, she didn’t interact with humans all that much. Maybe it wasn’t so odd after all!

“I’m Bit. And I’m guessing you have a name too, other than ‘human.’” She put a hand to her mouth and giggled.

#Bit (IC)#Bit (thread)#mandysxmuses

sugarandpsychology‌:

“I know, I know, I’m sorry…I just need to bind it, so it can get better-”

Toku repeated to the Pokemon as he continued to bind the wing, ducking out of it’s bite range every once in a while. You’d think since it was tied to a stretcher it may be easier to do, and it was, but Toku could hear the stretcher creaking; he wasn’t sure how long it would last.

When they had found it passed out in the back garden of the Pokemon center, this humongous archeops with a broken wing,the other Joys weren’t quite sure what to do, but they did know one thing; it needed help.

And Joys never let a Pokemon go hurting.

So he volunteered, taking meticulous care as the thing kicked and bit at him, fixing it up till he was sure it would last long enough for the wing to be set.

“There…that wasn’t too bad, was it?”

The Archeops lay on his back, exhausted from his fighting efforts. He gave no response, only glared up at the human with murder in his eyes. After a good ten seconds or so, he let out a large shriek:

“AAAAAAAAAAAA!”

#Orias (thread)#Orias (IC)#sugarandpsychology

mandysxmuses‌:

“Oh.. it can talk.. yeah, I am definitely seeing stuff. I might as well go with it.” Heather crouched down and observed it a little closer. “Can you tell me what you’re supposed to be?”

“I’m a Leavanny.” It made sense if the human had never seen any of her kind - perhaps she was from another region!

“Are you hurt anywhere? I could patch you right up! I would just need to find the proper material, is all.”

#Bit (IC)#Bit (thread)#mandysxmuses

welcome to my blog we got

a cinnamon roll

another cinnamon roll

pringus

bird bakugo

bad life decisions

#OutOfPokes (OOC)#Bean (crack)#Bit (crack)#Guzzlord (crack)#Orias (crack)#Ziggy (crack)

mandysxmuses

@pokepc liked for a Heather starter!

“I… have no idea what I’m supposed to be looking at right now.”

“I’m sure I didn’t smoke anything. Maybe I didn’t get enough sleep?” She rubbed her eyes while looking at the bizarre creature. “Maybe I’m passed out right now and still haven’t woken up.”

pokepc-blog

Oh, the poor thing! She looked and sounded so completely worn out. Bit rubbed her hands together, her head gave a little tilt. “Do you need help?” She asked timidly.

#Bit (IC)#Bit (thread)#mandysxmuses #(( up to you to decide of Heather can understand her or not! ))

loftymuses-deactivated20190616

@pokepc continued from here

Mewtwo eyed the Pokemon cautiously, listening to them repeat the same words over and over. ‘I hate them?’ Her default conclusion was humans, as much as they loathed themselves for thinking that, the pain they inflicted on her was not something she would forget easily.

She remained still as the Pokemon realised they were watching them.

{My apologies for startling you, however, I couldn’t help but have my attention drawn to the result of your… actions…} Those humans and Pokemon were merely living their average lives, they had done no wrong to deserve such damages. As much as the other may be suffering they should not take it out on those who did not deserve it.

She had been in a similar situation before. She wanted to help.

{You are troubled.}

pokepc-blog

Orias lowered his claws to his knees, staring at the creature. (His eyes were still wet, some tears still fell down.) Troubled. It called him troubled. His mouth curved into a snarl. “I’m not some weak, lost, helpless child. Now buzz off, or I’ll hurt you like I did all those others.”

He didn’t know how many it was he hurt. What he knew was that it was a lot. Humans with flashing machines. Humans without flashing machines. Pokemon that stood near humans with their flashing machines. Pokemon who stood near humans. Pokemon who stood without humans. Only some of them made him hurt, but he’d hurt them all back. He hadn’t been thinking. It was foolish, but what did he care? None of them mattered. If he saw them again, then he would hurt them again (and again and again and again).

#Orias (IC)#Orias (thread)#loftymuses

Ah, the Reaper seems to be circling above, like a vulture...Even Death likes to stretch her wings and feel the sun on her back...

What a powerful aura this one has; it feels they carry the weight of a thousand dying souls! Could this be the Legendary Death Bringer it has heard about? A low, rumbling chuckle escapes from Guzzlord as it licks its tongue across its mouth. Death Herself might taste rotten, but there isn’t a meal the Beast hasn’t tried yet!

Guzzlord calls up to Yvetal in a cordial tone, “A fine morning we’re having! Though quite ironic that you would show up at so nice a time as this.”

#Guzzlord (IC)#Guzzlord (ask)#avesoblivion

graveache

#Orias (musings)#distortion tw

@sugarandpsychology

Panic sets off when the human starts to bind up his wing. The mutant shrieks, flapping his free wing and kicking his legs. A few times he tries to stretch his neck forward and bite the human. DON’T TOUCH ME, DON’T TOUCH ME, DON’T TOUCH ME...

#Orias (IC)#Orias (thread)#sugarandpsychology

origcmibird-aa

IF YOU MUST BLINK, DO IT NOW. pay careful attention to everything you see and hear, no matter how unusual it may seem. and please be warned: if you fidget, if you look away, if you forget any part of what i tell you, even for an instant, THEN OUR HERO WILL SURELY PERISH!

moved oct 2018 / penned by neon

#promo

dragonagegenerator

improvise. adapt. kill ancient gods

#Guzzlord (musings)

(Mewtwo for Orias) The Pokemon had followed a trail of destruction that lead from a dense city to a shrouded forest. What caused this mustn't have been human, she thought. Eventually Mewtwo arrived at a clearing where she believed they had found the culprit responsible. They moved from hiding and made their presence known to the other Pokemon.

“I hate them I hate them I hate them I hate them...”

Orias’ legs were drawn up to his chest and he ran his claws through head (if it weren’t protected by scales he would’ve been bleeding, this was how hard he scratched). Those humans, they took out things that flashed bright lights; they were trying to capture him, they were trying to kill him, he knew it.

“I hate them I hate them I hate them I hate them...”

The scratching became more rigorous; the nearby bird Pokemon could hear it from the branches they stood on. They flew off, startled, when his chant grew louder and louder:

“I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I HATE THEM...”

It was in this state that he noticed the alien-like creature. It was like nothing he’d ever seen before, not in his lifetime, not in this lifetime.

It was seeing him with tears in his eyes. It was seeing him cry.

Orias grit his teeth, trying to make the anger in his voice venomous and clear: “What the fuck do you want?”

#Orias (IC)#Orias (ask)#loftymuses

@loftymuses (continued from here)

This punk thinks he can tell him what to do!? Orias gets in the dragon’s face, spreads his wings up, and lets out a horrendous shriek -

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

#Orias (IC)#Orias (thread)#loftymuses #(( orias why are you YELLIN ))#(( you and Bean both my god ))

reclusivehermit-deactivated2021

#Orias (musings)#Ziggy (musings)

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