i'm from johto, but moved to hoenn about a year ago. i've been on my journey since then.
feel free to send me asks. i don't always have service out in the wilderness but i'll try to answer promptly!
my pokémon:
brutus: aggron male, my starter
ivy: common crested sceptile female
alluria: milotic female
comet: latios
kyanite: milotic cross gible male
datura: shiny salandit female
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event: lati research | event: pokémon variant documentation (upcoming) | event: mystery pokémon encounter (upcoming)
OOC: howdy. this blog is set in the continuity of a fic i'm writing and as such diverges heavily from the canon of the rse games. please feel free to dm me if you'd like to know more, if you want to check in before sending an ask, if you want to set up a story beat, or if you'd like me to tw tag anything.
magic anons and pelipper mail are both off. eebies, sapient pokémon, and self-insert fallers may interact. i'm iffy about fallers from non-pokémon media, so i may not interact with those characters. please bear in mind this blog is low-stakes before sending an ask. it also does not share a continuity with any other pokémon irl blogs except the ones i run.
this may is basically an oc; she has nothing in common with the characters from the manga or anime.
this character is an adult and sometimes discusses adult topics. if you don't want to see this content, block the tags "tw sex mention", "tw dick joke", and "suggestive".
worldbuilding tag | may lore tag
brutus tag | ivy tag | alluria tag | kyanite tag | datura tag | comet tag
Summary: In the aftermath of Sootopolis, May tries to find her footing. But the near-apocalypse was only the prelude to something much worse, and now, she'll have to decide who her friends really are.
A/N: As ever, a Groudon-sized heap of thanks to @noctiris and @fuzzydreamin for beta reading for me. I couldn't do it without your support.
(/I saw the new art ref so this is what I’m referring to)
Hi, May! Is it okay to ask what bit you on the arm?
oh, yeah, that's okay. i don't mind. it was a poochyena. um, tw for pokémon injury?
she'd been hit by a car so i kind of like checked her over before catching her and she bit me. it was honestly not as bad as it could have been since she was injured... poochyena can bite hard if they want to but she just didn't have the energy.
anyway, happy ending: i took her to a pokémon center in rustboro and she came out of it okay to be released a few weeks later. pokémon really can bounce back from a lot.
would you like some NEW WORDS FROM EYE OF THE STORM?!
I HOPE SO BECAUSE HERE THEY ARE
“I’ve never even seen snow,” Brendan said as if he’d read her mind. “Like even Chimney doesn’t get any snow at its peak.”
“Chimney?”
“Big volcano in the mountains up north of Mauville,” he replied. “It’s the highest peak in Hoenn. Something like five thousand plus feet above sea level?” May must’ve made a face because Brendan leaned back slightly. “What? Is that weird?”
“No, no,” May replied, looking down at her half-eaten breakfast. “That’s just… not very high.”
He chuckled. “Well, it might not be very big but it is very cool. There’s a persistent lava lake in the caldera.”
“Is that rare?”
“Very,” he replied. “There are maybe a dozen on the whole planet.”
“Huh,” May said.
“Hey, we could head there once we’re done with Mauville if you want to,” Brendan said, sitting up straighter. Hopeful? “Since you’ve never seen it before. Plus there are a ton of pokémon in that area, so we could totally get some work done too.”
It did sound cool. And it wasn’t like she had any concrete ideas of what to do now that she was out here—but following the lead of someone who knew what he was doing as far as the habitat research went was smart. If she just paid attention, she’d get to the point where she would be confident doing everything herself. That was how that worked. She just had to be sharp.
“Okay,” May said, and Brendan grinned. “I mean, if you’re not tired of me by then.”
“Nah, it’ll be great.” He sounded so sure of that. “Alright, future plans secured. But we do have two weeks out in the wilderness to get through first, so we had best make sure we’re prepped for that.”
Future plans. This time last year something so mundane just wasn’t possible—it took everything she had just to make it through a workday. And now here she was, maybe not plotting the next five years or anything but at least a month or so, which was better than nothing. As Brendan started listing the supplies they’d need to stock up on before they left, May sipped her tea. It tasted like home.
Maybe if she did this well, she could get back there someday.
Oh my gods. Horribly last minute, my sleep schedule is so bad. Happy birthday Maple, from the Vaughns, gifts upon you. - Kalmia ( @milquetoast-appreciator )
[ Attached items: charm bracelet from Garnet Vaughn, custom Ivy pokedoll from Brendan and Holly Vaughn, a spell tag from Kalmia, and finally a small cyclizar tooth knife from Norman. ]
oh--oh these are so cool?? thank you so much, all of you! i don't even know what to say...
*Picture: A scanned image of a child drawn picture that might be May, a cake with candles, and a tree, all surrounded by colorful squiggles. Absolutely nothing is in proportion but it's very cute.*
Yvette drew this for you! I think the tree is her but don't quote me on that.
