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Alolan Mayhem | | Sapphire & Plumeria

starter for @skullsbigsis

Sapphire had wound up taking a trip to Alola, just to see the sights of this different tropical region. The weather was a lot like back home, maybe just a little more humid. She had been taking a few wrong turns on accident, and ended up being in a less than ideal part of town. Adjusting the gloves on her hands, she had just kept walking in hopes of taking a few other random turns and ending up back where she wanted to be.

Her hopes didn’t get her very far, and ended up getting her even more lost. Sapphire sighed, ready to just turn back around and try to retrace her steps when she heard some loud noises from up ahead. Tilting her head to the side, she decided to approach with some caution. She had heard that there were small gangs that popped up around the shadier parts of the cities on some of the islands. Whether or not it was true, she was about to find out.

Her eyes scanned around, looking for the source and found that there were some people just hanging around by an abandoned building, and decided then and there that this was definitely not where she wanted to be. She had no idea what sort of people they were, so about to turn around…someone had grabbed her shoulder. “Ya on the wrong side a town kid.”

Whirling around, she grabbed onto them, delivering a signature Sapphire Suplex and sent them straight into the ground. The man she had grabbed was groaning in pain, and she squinted.  The other guys had seen the display and were now focused on her. Shit, this was bad. Damn her reflexes sometimes. She had to get out of here, especially without backup. “Don’t touch me.”

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Plumeria was still known as a force to be reckoned with on every island of Alola, and she liked to keep it that way. She wasn’t going soft, and every time someone dared suggest she was, well--they’d get a taste of what it meant to imply that about her. 

She went where she pleased, everyone else be damned. If a back alley was the shortest way to her destination, she’d take it, and whoever was lurking there better know to stay out of her way. That or it was a former Skull member. Those kids knew exactly what she was like; soft as hell when she wanted to be. 

But this alley wasn’t populated by old Skull. These were just some random jerks. And these random jerks were picking on some girl. Narrowing her eyes as she approached, Plumeria prepared to say something, draw attention to herself so they’d back off, when--

She couldn’t help it. She snorted. Damn, this girl knew how to handle guys bigger than she was. So Plumeria kept her pace even, clapping as she came closer. 

“That’ll show ‘em,” she commented, giving the stranger (lost tourist?) a wink before turning a glare on the men who’d been bothering her. 

“You really wanna start something here, boys? I’d hate to see you lose teeth.”

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I’d Drink To That|| PMD Event: Plumeria & Aidan

@skullsbigsis Aidan fluffed his feathers happily, dimming the cafe’s lights as it transformed into a bar scene. He sent a few embers to the candles scattered about the room with expertise, the fire and sunset casting a warm glow through the establishment. A unique brew of customers began to file in, the usual guild regulars and individuals with varying morals settling together at the bar and conversing without hostility. Aidan slid an Old Fashioned to a silent charmeleon before turning back to the entrance, the jingle of his door chiming as another pokemon entered. A gloomy looking roserade shuffled in, looking around the room before setting her eyes on him and approaching the bar. She looks like she’s having a rough night… This was a normal occurrence at the bar, Aidan would often joke that he was an unlicensed therapist with how many pokemon come to vent about their troubles to him. Unlike most bartenders he’s met, he actually enjoys helping pokemon and consoling them. The roserade plopped in front of him, leaning on the bar causing a spark of familiarity to flash in his mind. He clacked his beak into a gentle smile when he recognized her. Plumeria. She is or was, a part of Team Taboo. Despite what pokemon may think, it wasn’t easy living in the gang life and he’s seen first hand how stressful it can be. It wasn’t a life lived through rose-colored lenses.  “Welcome to Hondew!” Suddenly a pun came to him. Don’t do it Aidan, you’re going to get your ass kicked. But since when did he ever listen to himself?

“You seem a little wilted, can I get you anything, Miss?

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Tonight was definitely a bar night. The Roserade stomped right on in as soon as it opened its doors for the evening, locking eyes with the bartending Blaziken and heading straight to the counter. She was just about to order, and then--

“Aidan, I swear to Arceus, one of these days you will be getting your ass kicked. But right now, I need a drink. Make it strong, because it has been one hell of a long day.” 

Plumeria closed her eyes for a moment, sighing, before cracking them open again. “Everyone I look after is a pack of fools and it’s amazing I haven’t strangled any subordinates yet.” What hadn’t gone wrong recently? Nothing, that’s what. It was all a mess, and she was in charge of cleaning it up. What a bother. 

“You ready for a long list of annoyances tonight? Because oh boy, has it been a nightmare lately.” 

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I get ya' wanted to far from Po-Town 'cause your home boy is an asshole and left, but why the desert town?

“I went where my blood family was at. I still check in on Po, for those who stuck around, but...it just felt wrong, being there when Skull was killed.”

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Sweeping Skulls || Plumeria & Theo

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romancingtheskull:

Tch! He’d never stop them from masterpiecing everything. He could lock every door he wanted, bar the windows, install a security system from Silph or Devon. They’d find a way in if they wanted to. They always did. Mostly abandoned, it was still a squat for some of them, and they all knew how to get inside if they needed a place to stay.

But then, the fair and vicious maiden(?) made her disapproving eyebrow face.

“You were always the one to catch me dreaming,” he said wistfully, sighing. Guzma didn’t see it then, and he wasn’t around to see it now. No valiant tale of unfiltered and unrequited romance would catch a man’s eye so long as no one desired his eye. Not to say he couldn’t crush on someone else but really, who wanted the poet’s attention anyway? 

“Just another novel idea. One of these days I’ll get a pitch to my company and I’ll return the favor.”

He meant in general. Team Skull had sort of given him a place to be. Plumeria especially had been a good big sister of sorts, and had even resisted her urge to constantly put down his romantic nonsense and constant poetic quotations. But only sometimes.

“Let’s go. The place won’t clean itself, and I’m sure at least one of our old friends has been leaving their laundry all over the place again.”

He stepped forward. Po Town was nice to see but the trash castle was a better sight any day. And he felt strangely invigorated to do some sweeping. Maybe he’d even sing while he did. 

“Return the favor, eh? Now wouldn’t that be a sight.” Plumeria laughed, but she added, “Someday you’ll write something great. I’m sure of that. But if there’s one thing I’m sure of it’s that someday isn’t today. Today is for cleaning up this mess.”

They’d been walking past the barricades and towards the decrepit mansion as she spoke, and now they’d opened the front doors. Yikes. 

Being sure to make the door boom shut behind them, the noise an announcement of their presence, Plumeria raised her eyebrows at the sounds of panic coming from a nearby room. 

“Seems like there are at least a few someones not prepared for spring cleaning,” she commented to Theo. Motioning him to follow her forward, she headed up the central staircase, shaking her head at the new damage to the banister. Couldn’t her little sibs show some form of self control? No matter. Skull’s big sis had arrived, along with a little bit of extra manpower. 

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Have ya' ever dropped them sick beats, Plumey?

She narrowed her eyes. “Shut up, Guz.” 

She was, quite honestly, bad at dropping sick beats.

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have you ever k i l l e d a man

She stared, hard, before giving as unsettling a smirk as she could manage. But, honesty and all...

“Nah. But don’t think I’ve never come close.”

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I'm always so interested in your writing because it's got this unique style to it. It's like novella-esque, like its easy to be flexible with words and how long the replies are. Idk if that makes sense but SPARKLES I LOVE YOUR WRITING TOO <3

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🐩+ fucking ken lmfao

Fucking Ken. FUCKING  K E N . 

Okay, here goes. I’m doing my older Ken for this, thekaiserreborn one, because when I conceived of my newer Ken some time ago I literally documented my thought process on making him (on old Ken’s blog lol). 

Let me tell you about Ken Ichi.jouji.

So even when I was young I liked him best. It was the first ever redemption arc I’d ever seen, and I was always drawn to the darker side of things. But here’s the thing: liking a character and loving him so deeply, connecting to him the way I connect to canon, are two different things. 

Why? Why do I care about this fictional kid so much? I once tried to figure it out. Here’s what I came up with, aka ‘the short list of why I identify with this little fucker so much.’

1. He’s brilliant. I’m not genius-level like he is, but his parents expect him to do well, everyone expects him to do well, without really considering the pressure that puts on him. Let’s just say...I felt that. A lot. 

2. He’s depressed, even as a kid. Granted, his could be deemed more situational than my own, but the Dark Ocean is a literal depression metaphor as far as I’m concerned. Along with other stuff, but that for sure. I’ve had...what I used to call ‘feeling strange’ since very early on, probably around the same age as I originally watched the series. 

3. Guilt. He suffers from so much guilt once he turns to the side of good. So much, his fantasy at the end, when all the other kids see their deepest desires, he sees his former self tied up, tortured, and erased from existence. Some/most of his guilt may have been founded, but some was unfounded too. And I have had a serious problem with guilt for, once again, a long long time. It has to do with the circumstances surrounding my life, which I don’t want to get into, but I have a seriously bad guilt complex. 

Okay, so we’ve established how Ken and I have some significant similarities. What else?

He overcomes it. 

He fights against his darkness. He owns it, learns to control it, utilize it to do good. I’m thinking of the scene where he opens a portal to the Dark Ocean to push Daemon through. And at the end? His friends crack through his illusion. He has people help him, yes, and that’s important. He also takes the biggest steps himself, equally as important. He knows he can’t change the past, but he can make his own future. 

I want to overcome my own darkness. I want to own it and use it to help others, too. I want to take those big steps, along with the support of my friends. And I have taken those steps, and I do have those friends. One thing I didn’t realize when younger, of course, was the fact that it will be a continuous battle. It doesn’t stop, ever. 

But I definitely was figuring that out around the time I started playing Dark!Ken.

I started his first blog, a side to my old personal, at the beginning of 2014. I had just finished my first semester of college, and was starting the second. I wanted desperately to pursue my writing, but I wasn’t able to get into the classes I wanted just yet. I was also severely depressed. 

I almost failed out that semester. 

I was retroactively removed from all of my classes but for one, which I received a C in. The only C I’ve ever gotten so far. I hadn’t gotten anything but As until I went to college. 

I took the next semester off to get treatment. I spent three weeks in a partial inpatient program that September. Yes, I was playing Ken during this time. 

Ken started because I wanted to better my villains. So I turned him back into a bad guy. But as the years have worn on, he has gotten so much more complex. I could write another essay on how much he’s grown as I have grown. But my point is he came from a very dark space of my psyche, and it’s a part of me that will always lurk below the surface. 

His canon counterpart, of course, is the one who gives me hope. 

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digimon au

((I’ve done an Adventure/02 AU for one muse, a Tamers AU for another, and a Frontier AU for yet one more. So. While I am not as familiar with Savers, I have seen most of it, and that’s the Digiverse that Plumeria’s Digimon AU will be in.))

1. Partner: Floramon-->Kiwimon-->Sirenmon-->Ceresmon/Ceresmon (Medium)

2. She’s a DATS agent based in her native Hawaii. Her partner was found when she was exploring a rainforest. The two operate as a team, sending back Digimon who come through into the real world. 

3. Floramon is softer than her partner in many ways; she is more gentle, more soft-spoken, less interested in a fight. But both have an intense mother bear instinct when it comes to their DATS teammates, and will fight viciously to protect their ‘little sibs.’

4. As Gladion never fully integrated himself into the DATS team, taking his chimerical Digimon and going on the run, Plumeria does not consider him a member of her little family, and will gladly chase him down when given the order. 

5. Her first time in the Digital World leaves her with her mouth agape for a solid few seconds, but eventually it closes, she nods, and she and Floramon go in pursuit of their missing team. 

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fantasy creatures/magic au

1. The most godawful foul-tempered witch to ever raise baby magical creatures. People get her endless ire, but the little ones adore her. She’s especially fond of the poisonous fellas. 

2. She’s actually a really good healer, but her services come at a steep price, and she’s way better known for producing concoctions for murder purposes. Again, she’s fond of poisons. 

3. Someone once hurt one of her young griffins. She got a firebird she’d raised to burn that someone to a crisp. The griffin made it through okay, at least, but for awhile it was dicey if he’d keep his left foreleg. Hm, wonder why she hates people. 

4. Rumor has it she once stared down a basilisk--and won. That’s the reputation her glare has. It’s not a true rumor, of course, but she doesn’t discourage it. She just smirks, and narrows her eyes. 

5. Has an enchanted tattoo that gives her immunity to venomous bites/stings. Comes in handy when dealing with nippy little ones and their fangs.

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