Psychic : Sabrina

Saffron City's gym leader: the Master of Psychic Pokemon

[saffronsabrina]

i’m going to go ahead and drop Sabrina for right now, you guys, sorry bout that. i’m having a lot of fun with this group, but for now i gotta focus on school stuff and some other personal writing projects i would like to give more time to. originally i joined this group to get some writing inspiration, and you know, mission accomplished, i lov it.

i’m just gonna leave my contact info here, just in case of rp reasons or otherwise~

skype: KiwiSavagely

personal tumblr: savagelyinarticulate

pretty sure I’ll come back soon anyway. bye for now!

[saffronsabrina]

i thought i was going to do replies and drabbles today (that are late already) but a couple things happened a little so i cant get to em today... i prolly am going to be kind of inactive for a little bit (to the weekend possibly) because of homework and some other emotionally exhausting stuff!

so stuff that I owe when i get to them:

~ drabbles x5

~ replies for Morty, Vince, and Lucian

~ meme answers

if there's something else i'm missing, plz shout!

thank for understanding! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

[rpmissionboard]

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[pokemontwins-deactivated2014111]

Dragon's Fire|| Medival AU|| Sabrina and Dragon! Vince

[pokemontwins-deactivated2014111]

Vince looked at the human and her fruits, a bit worried that she would try to kill him, but when the cat told him that she was helping him, he lifted his head and took some of the fruit into his mouth. The fruit tasted strange and sickly sweet to his tongue as he was use to the metallic taste of blood from prey animals.

When he finished all the fruit he laid his head down and stared at the female. She smelt of magic, something that Vince wasn’t too familiar with. He knew that his scales would fetch a good amount of gold and had magical properties, but he trusted the cat that she wasn’t going to harm him.

"Thank you for helping me," He said in a low whine. He managed to pull his broken right wing from underneath him and lay it out. Vince hoped that it would heal alright, a dragon without wings was a dead and miserable one.

[saffronsabrina]

Sabrina’s preverbal hackles rose just slightly when the dragon opened its maw, and a rounded tooth grazed her palm. The thought struck her: perhaps it would rather take chuck of flesh – but it took the offering of fruit with the utmost tenderness. Any other creature injured to such a degree as this one would have lashed out or fled, but in this one there was something like trust – Espeon slunk under her arm with a purr – but she was not about to question the opportunity. Few humans would so much as glimpse a dragon in their lifetimes, and she was given the opportunity to feel the stinging breath straight from the mouth of one.

She reeled and fell back when it heaved its injured wing out from under itself. Ah, there was the matter of the poison, and Sabrina was not an apothecary. Venoms were easier to make than to destroy. The only chance she had to help the dragon would be to figure out what kind of poison it was.

She walked to its injured wing and knelt. What she meant to do now was stupid at best and suicidal at worst. Gingerly, she pressed down on the dragon’s injured wing with one hand and grasped a piece of an arrow with the other, and tugged.

[saffronsabrina]

Miracle Eye // Sabrina & Morty

sent 4:58 pm      [I am here]

sent 5:02 pm      [Table in the back]

sent 5:46 pm      [Your tea is cold]

Those were the messages displayed on Sabrina’s Pokegear screen, which now also showed the time to be 6:55 pm. She had spent a full two hours waiting for Morty to appear. He was sometimes late, but he never just blew her off – that was the strictest rule for their bi-monthly meetings: they were never to be missed.  Sabrina’s hand hovered over the screen of her Pokegear, keen on sending some combination of words that could only begin to express her annoyance, but try as she might she could not think of anything to say. Her other hand wrapped around a half-empty cup of tea; she whittled it with her fingernail. Had there been urgent matters at the Ecruteak gym?- Wouldn’t he have called to tell her?

She always anticipated talking with Morty in earnest, and planned the appointments religiously – he knew that – because she had but a handful of close friends whom she cared for enough to commune with regularly. Bitterness prickled at the back of her throat at the thought that he might not feel the same way.

“Closin’ time,” someone yelled from the kitchen amid a clatter of dishes.

He really was not coming, then, she thought with a blink, and slowly stood. She turned her back to two unfinished cups of tea on the table, gathering her things into her purse.

[saffronsabrina]

TM 45 // Open

Sabrina massaged her sore calves with a scowl. Hot, blustery weather made her twitchy and irritable and this had been a long day of training filled with nothing but heat and bluster. With a croon, her Slowpoke flopped to the ground, resting his head on her leg affectionately. She scratched  behind his ear and mopped the sweat away from her forehead. Not that she sweat, Sabrina thought, flipping her hair over her shoulder, she glistened.

Slowpoke shifted when Sabrina’s stomach grumbled, rolling over onto her leg. Sabrina went to pat his belly when she realized there was a bushel of berries there, so pink they were camouflaged next to his ultrafine fur. Slowpoke’s paw lolled away; she picked them up to examine them. They were tiny, twenty to a bushel the size of a kiwifruit, delicate to the touch, and mildly sweet-smelling. Oh well, Sabrina thought, plucking a bushel and taking a bite out of it, she would know eventually if it was poisonous. Besides, Slowpoke had taken a bit for himself already.

About an hour later she arrived at the Pokemon Center nearest her destination, and fell ungracefully on the biggest, marshmallowiest couch she could find, a loveseat with its own nook. She was sort of seeing double, and everything glowed with an orangey yellowy haze. She would have thought it exhaustion, but she suddenly did not feel tired. Her muscles ached, yet her hormone system buzzed. She felt giggly.

She shifted uncomfortably, laying her head back with a grimace and a blush. Control yourself.

[saffronsabrina]

Don't You Dare Close Your Eyes // Lucian & Sabrina

[lucianwho]

The weaker psychic shook his head. “No need to be so modest. Everyone’s heard about you. I know you’re special, there’s nothing wrong with downplaying that fact.” He slowly hovered his hand over the tower of books. “That power can come in handy if you ever have a face-to-face with the lake guardians.” Finally, his hand descends on the top tome and takes it chest-level. Cracking open the contents, Lucian scans and turns each page quickly, his eyeballs not moving from the downward direction. “I’m not like the other psychics. This is all I can do.” In a minute, Lucian completes reading the last page and closes the book. “It’s kind of like speed reading on steroids. The basic premise is the same: you limit the movement of your eyes and read in terms of larger text formations like lines, rather than singular words. I’m able to read entire pages.” Not wanting to look like he’s itching for a little rivalry, Lucian neglects to explain he can also read people’s moods depending on movement.

Another book is picked-up after setting the first one down. “The lake guardians.” The sound of pages fluttering in meter. “Called as such because Arceus created them as representatives of mental power, who chose to reside at the Lakes Acuity, Verity, and Valor.” Almost like a song. “Uxie bears knowledge. It is ironically capable of powering illusions.” Lucian’s eyes never move from their starting position as he finishes the second book and takes a third. “Mesprit is the guardian of emotion, though it is said that touching it will drain your own.” There is a pause as Lucian stops reading at this point and dons a wistful expression. “Anyway,” finishing the shorter third book, the tower looks to be demolished; “Azelf is the bringer of willpower. Perhaps as a cruel twist of fate, it is able to completely subsume someone else’s will and control their actions.”

Lucian takes a burgundy book from the middle of the tower with a smile. “My grandfather wrote this one. He’s the one who taught me everything I know about the Sinnoh creation myth, as well as reading.” He cracks open to a page (as if he’s done this repeatedly) featuring photographs of a bas relief depicting the Pokemon using frightful powers on others, and takes a step over to Sabrina. “My grandfather used to be an archaeologist. I think he’s near Route 228 now, trying to find more artifacts like this one.” The image is horrifying. Uxie expels energy that looks like is crippling an Arcanine and Onix, only for itself to appear with a pained expression and drifting helplessly to the ground. Mesprit is signified with a silhouette inside a burning star as another, more calm star envelopes a human in death throes. Azelf looks like a meteor about to crash onto a large group of Pokemon.

"Grandfather theorized from this bas relief that the lake guardians can learn Memento, Healing Wish, and Explosion: moves that greatly endanger the user so they can help others fight." He absent-mindedly brushes-up against Sabrina to bring the image and captions closer to her point of view. "Beautiful, no? Er, their potential for self-sacrifice, not the picture, I mean. Shining, shimmering, splendid."

[saffronsabrina]

Sabrina removes her hand as if stung, utterly bewildered, as he takes the topmost text. Flattery-  no, it is not flattery; there is no pretext in it. His words ring genuine.

He becomes so very absorbed in each book’s pages. He wieldes the efficiency of a speed-reader, but exponentially more cognitive understanding of the manuscript’s depth. He appeares entirely unhurried, perfectly at ease. This is a practical and realistic application of one’s psychic powers – a limitless potential to absorb the awareness and comprehensions of others though their words. She glances up toward his face as he reads. His eyes are lively and crinkled at the edges, and he exudes poise and calm; his sense of belonging is very nearly palpable. She herself could be content to listen to him read and talk for hours just to absorb the exquisitely serene alpha waves he projects – it is so soothing.

She examines the picture when he offers it, brow furrowing. “Phenomenal. Such power” – though less raw than Mewtwo’s, perhaps – “it could change life as we know it to understand them, should we be able to comprehend them.” Alakazam is the most advanced being with which she has thus far been able to communicate, the most naturally intelligent individual she knew, but even his knowledge had limits. But beings as ancient as the world itself? Being able to communicate with them would yield incredible cosmic awareness and knowledge.

She jumps, startled of her thoughts, when his arm brushes her. “Potential for… yes.” She collects herself swiftly. How embarrassing; being frazzled will not win her any favors. Her wrist braces flickered; a few of the other books pick themselves up and suspended themselves near her hands, pages sporadically flipping. “But where, and how? This is all for naught if I cannot see them, speak to them. I’ve come so far – I can’t go back to where I used to be.” She pulls one book out of the air and turns it toward him, pointing at an illustration of the lakes. “Where is this place?”

[saffronsabrina]

I was going to get something risqué, but I got so flustered I got a card instead. Happy Valentine's Day, Sabrina!

(( alt text: HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, NERDS ))

~ Lucian and mun

((simultaneously a pokemon joke and a translation + language joke NERD))

"How flustered were you?" 

winknudge

[saffronsabrina]

"What do you really think of me?”

"Because I value our friendship, I do not think-"

“I would do everything to you, given half a chance.”

"…"

[saffronsabrina]

lucianwho said:Psychokineticshipping? Oh hell yeah!))

(( villainous laughter. yes, all according to plan… ))

~

@ecruteak-mystic said: // Arceus, you don’t know how accurate your descriptions are with my headcanons. I admit, he is pretty submissive so behind closed doors, definitely Sabrina.

(( GOOD. i was super worried i was disappointing everyone with that one orz but. my fave parts are the songs just saying. ))

…

(( O YU GUISE. 

is super pleased at the amount of sabrina shipping going on

valentine’s day >D ))

[saffronsabrina]

Me an' you! ((Because I'm curious how the super smart would deal with being with the super stupid xD))

Who cooks: Brawly probably would make the same kind of food every night til Sabrina kicks him out of the kitchen and does it herself.

Who does the laundry and other chores: Brawly. He seems like he had a bachelor pad for awhile so he probably knows a thing or two about chores.

How many children do they have: They adopt a pokemon egg instead, a ralts. Sabrina wants it to become a Gardevoir (psychic w/o fighting) and Brawly wants it to become a Gallade (b/c fightiiing).

Who’s more dominate: Brawly is naturally, unless Sabrina gets pissy.

Favorite nonsexual activity: Showering, seriously. There’s water there and it’s nice and calm. Gotta wash off all that sand…

Their favorite place to be together: On the beach. He can surf and she can tan/nap.

Any traditions: Betting on sports events. Always opposing teams.

Their “song”: UHHH sorry!

What they do for each other on holidays:  Brawly insists on going caroling every Christmas. Sabrina has to go, but she doesn’t have to like it.

Where did they go for their honeymoon: A big city, like Lumoise!

Where did they first meet: Sabrina was in town and she heard there was a fighting-type gym. Since she’s incredibly snooty toward fighting-type trainers she waltzed right in and challenged it and Brawly thought it was ballsy and hilarious.

Any pets: Sabrina’s psychic-types and Brawly’s fighting-types actually get along pretty well.

What do they fight over: It’s all about types and ideals about training. It’s sort of petty, because it never changes either of their minds.

Do they go on vacations, if so where: To the beach!

[saffronsabrina]

"What are you going to do to me?"

"I’m going to put you in a poke ball and make you my pet."

"I thought we were just slowing him down."

[saffronsabrina]

You and Lucian.

Who cooks: Lucian. Because cookbooks. He uses too many spices sometimes though.

Who does the laundry and other chores: Sabrina and Alakazam and Kadabra handle em. There are almost never any accidents sometimes sort of!

How many children do they have: they would adopt. They thought they only wanted one but then they just sort of wound up with like eight.

Who’s more dominate: Sabrina. Lucian surprises her sometimes though.

Favorite nonsexual activity: While Lucian reads, Sabrina likes absorbing his calm energy and also she steals his glasses a lot.

Their favorite place to be together: anywhere quiet.

Any traditions:

Their “song”: Florence + the Machine – Drumming Song. Because psychics, and I really loved that whole “ley lines” thing.

What they do for each other on holidays: Valentine’s day. Lucian would get so flustered at getting Sabrina anything risqué so he goes with flowers and a card or a heart scale. Sabrina will take care of the other stuff later.

Where did they go for their honeymoon: they just went with a nice scenic penthouse and kept to their room.

Where did they first meet: a library.

Any pets: They both have Espeons. There would be lil baby eevees everywhere.

What do they fight over: They don’t fight much but when they do it’s a big deal and it really blows up. Srs stuff.

Do they go on vacations, if so where: Somewhere to study and research and read.

[saffronsabrina]

"How about a threesome?"

"Let me clean the blood off of my whip."

"…I want the middle."

[saffronsabrina]

Morty x Sabrina?

Who cooks: Morty? He messes up less of the time. There are some weird, unexplainable things that have happened in that kitchen.

Who does the laundry and other chores: Sabrina makes Morty do a lot because if she does it, his pokemon think it’s fun to mess her up.

How many children do they have: twins. creepy ones.

Who’s more dominate: They’re both prolly moderate, but behind closed doors, Sabrina.

Favorite nonsexual activity: skating or rollerblading. they’d both be pretty bad at it so it’d be great.

Their favorite place to be together: maybe in one of their gyms?

Any traditions: bi-monthly tea and coffee, alternating gyms. Strictly enforced.

Their “song”: Megan McCauley - Tap That ~Nightcore remix BUT ALSO Lana Del Rey - Lucky Ones

Tap That ~ nightcore remix but also Lucky ones ~ lana del rey

What they do for each other on holidays: you’d think they’d be good at Halloween, but they have the dorkiest costumes ever.

Where did they go for their honeymoon: Cinnabar island?

Where did they first meet: they probably met before realizing they were both part of the League

Any pets: everywhere, all the time

What do they fight over: Each other’s’ bad habits. Morty leaves stuff lying around, Sabrina has some social issues, so there are a lot of petty squabbles.

Do they go on vacations, if so where: to small, cute lil towns!

[rpmememaker]

My muse has been split into two beings- a good half, and a bad half! And the bad half has tied up your muse! Send one of the following to see how they both react...

"What do you really think of me?”

"What are you going to do to me?"

"You didn’t mean that…"

"Hey! That hurt!"

"I still love you…"

"How about a threesome?"

"You’re evil! Let me out of here!"

"Good _____, don’t just stand there!"

"Are you going to kill me?"

[saffronsabrina]

How 'bout you n' me?

Who cooks: Mr. Mime has to do it.

Who does the laundry and other chores: They both do different ones, but sometimes they get really half-assed about em (dammit Red, white pants DO NOT GO WITH RED SHIRTS).

How many children do they have: none. they’re both like “NOPE”

Who’s more dominate: Red is more Type A, so probably him, but then there’s darkandkindofevil!Sabrina who’s really aggressive (cmon, she has a whip). So it depends.

Favorite nonsexual activity: Battling. Arguing. They’d prolly be characterized by butting heads all the time and being really antagonistic all the time. So battling, training, and arguing because it’s fun for them.

Their favorite place to be together: the opposite sides of a battlefield.

Any traditions: I dunno… breaking up and getting back together a lot?

Their “song”: either Little of Your Time ~ Maroon 5 or Power and Control ~ Marina and the Diamonds

What they do for each other on holidays: Halloween. Scare ALL the trick-or-treaters.

Where did they go for their honeymoon: the indigo plateau. so romantic.

Where did they first meet: sometime before Saffron Gym. because sexual tension?

Any pets: Gotta catch em all. Also, Sabrina cannot stand all the static electricity Red’s Pikachu leaves. Ruins her hair.

What do they fight over: Training techniques, battling, the pokemon tearing up the house, Red’s ego, it’d be easier to list what they don’t fight about.

Do they go on vacations, if so where: tournaments.