#arrowma

[pokemusesvani]

Hopefully you guys will be able to see it all

I just realised that the majority of my side muses don’t really have any ships at all??? lmao. So I did with what I have atm. Hopefully I didn’t forget anyone lmao

Here is Morty’s version of this shipping chart

[skullgruntdana]

         @arrowma           This was like Jenga. If you put things in the wrong places, it did not look right. So Dana was trying very hard to put the flowers in the right places. That was how this worked. She was taking this class to become closer to her heritage. But it was something she was failing at already.           ❝Can’t’cha gimme a hint. To where dis lil flower goes? I’unno where it’ll go in this lil vase,❞ complained the child. 

[soulmxss]

@arrowma

[SMS] Morty! Please come home right right after work today, I have exciting news for you! 

Might as well take this one more challenger, and end things here for the day.

Morty knew full well what this was about- her headache was all about that one topic, children. Marrying another woman- she never imagined they would ever mention that topic.

But alas life still seemed to have a few things in-stored for her.

The gym-leader follows her routine as usual, takes the electric train to Kanto. And rides her bike to their home as usual- soon enough she would find herself in their home.

“...I’m home...”

Morty calls, as she steps in. Shutting down the door behind her, as she removed her shoes- before actually look for her wife.

[leaf-fuguri-blog]

Dragonite followed Leaf into the gym and ducked so he didn’t bounce his head off the top of the door frame. Leaf pushed her hands into her pants pockets as they both looked over the gym. The greenhouse was just a couple degrees too hot per usual but the flowers were in bloom and the various trainers worked to clip back the tree branches to encourage new growth. 

Erika was supposed to be here but she was nowhere and sight. Leaf found herself hovering by the door, hand running over her mouth and chin as she considered a strategy to find her in this maze. The door behind her and Dragonite opened, and the two stepped aside to let the trainer that had entered the gym pass by them. The trainer casted them an irritated look and then went on their way into the foliage. 

“Alright, big guy,” Leaf said, looking up at Dragonite. She plucked his pokeball out of her purse. “I don’t want you accosting the plant life.”

Dragonite obediently returned to his ball and Leaf placed the pokeball back in her purse. She figured the referee was somewhere inside the gym, overseeing the fights which meant there was one way to find Erika. Leaf sighed, it wasn’t like she wasn’t familiar with the layout of the gym anyway. So she shrugged her purse back up on her shoulder and stepped into the greenhouse. 

Starter for @arrowma

[tulog]

ran owes @arrowma a very late short starter!

Much like how her hair flew at every emotion they could pluck from her cold skin, she swept through the Kanto Region. One step at a time. One foot in front of the other. There was no goal, no reason or rhyme, in her ventures in the region, and she left as quickly as she arrived, the soles of her shoes unabated, hungering still to atone for the time spent idle in that Battle Castle.

Celadon City never appealed to her back then. Being underage and a psychic, even its famous Game Corner did not help.

Caitlin bit down on a yawn, though arms escaped her and shot straight upward, fingers laced to soak in the warmth of the city. Now, however, she understood. Muscles tensed, pricking her eyes. The city was a multitude of colors coalescing into a song, soft to the touch, near tangible as it settled in the lungs.

Caitlin collapsed under a tree's shade and closed her eyes. It was not like she was alone in the sentiment--there was already someone asleep when she reached the trees near the Celadon gym.

[autotomise]

Are you alright? You seem pale"

“Yeah, I’m okay, just a bit tired. Long day.” Songbird chirps sleepily in confirmation from his usual perch on top of Mo’s head.

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@arrowma      --- continue save file,

The psychic turns, glancing at Erika and the small bundle she carried. She presses her lips together, vaguely annoyed to have been called like this, but she teleports back, saving her more than several paces.

Sabrina doesn’t say ‘thank you,’ but she does hold out a hand for the bento to be placed on. “It would have been alright if you had simply eaten it,” she says instead. It’s not as though she is particularly hungry. It was just a pain to be carrying it around.  

[infragments]

what is the most overrated ship, in your opinion?

ship asks

i don’t generally keep track of ships outside of the ones i’m involved in, so i don’t really have one. everyone has their own tastes as well, and it’s easy enough to avoid ships i don’t care for, whether friendship, or romanticship.

concerning my characters? uh. i play a hell of a lot of them, but the fact my male characters are hetero should be sufficient enough?