#i will color something eventually ....oneday...

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*farseers your fool*

[heartlurch]

Can you tell more about your cannibal shaymin OC who hates being in land forme? idk her name but she seemed cool... I like pokémon OCs and she had a really neat look and vibe about her... any other poké OCs you have would be neat to learn more about too!

(Under the cut for courtesy.)

Whoa, so interesting for her to be remembered, I made her years ago... (2019 mayb?) She wasn't as developed as some other concepts of mine, I never settled on a name proper, but I think of her as named something kind of severe. Like 'Clarity'... in contrast with her very sick, hazy mind.

She's genuinely just a vvvvery very ill, disordered individual, I imagined her very troubled when developing as a baby, put-off and violent towards any littermates or parent figure. She's not very old... young adolescent? And her diet is 'improper', as shaymin aren't meant to predate on other pokes, so she is underweight as her body isn't absorbing nutrients properly. Though I think unlike our world, pokemon are magical, enough that there is some wiggle room, esp as a pseudo-legendary... so her diet won't kill her, just hobble her, maybe further her unwellness. It's not exactly a hunger like a normal predator, it is something possessing her to do this, I would say almost like a delusion (that this is her 'destiny' in some manner, that's why it 'feels so good'.)

Eventually she was slated to have a mate that was a very overweight vaporeon my wife developed, one that got really good at hunting in its own habitat ww... I knew my wife was thinking about her being drowned, pulled into the lake by him.

As for OCs, I have several, many were made during a particular winter in 2017 where me and my wife sat down to design several pkmn to pair with one another. :3 Most of them compiled here & most didn't get a name. I think only the zigzagoon had one, 'Dart'... His mate, the persian with a blue gem, is named Lapis. I remember their narrative was one where her owner desperately wishes to breed her for her rare color mutation, but she is so persnickety and will not deign any proposed sires... The owner isn't cruel so doesn't force anything into her. But then she becomes charmed by a dirty little stray zigzagoon and instead obsessively wants to groom, cuddle, mate with him lol, and the owner just has to be like sigh, if this is what she wants....

I believe the chinchou was paired with a goreabyss that was very saturated (from her successful diet, much bloodsucking done ww), they meet oneday and she decides to not... kill him, for now. (?) The shuppet paired with a swirlix that is repulsed by sweets, thus suffers from a poor diet also. When the swirlix is unwell, the shuppet is able to feed on her negative emotions, and when the swirlix gets nursed back to health by shuppet, then it is his turn to become lethargic and unwell (no longer able to feed from her.)

Butterfree, electrike etc. were all just design pitches, not developed.

Since I really like the 'chu line, I had various sonas of them also. I had a 'set' of 2 pichu which were 'composite sonas' to represent myself, born from the same egg but instead of recognizing one another as siblings, saw each other as halves of the same whole. Technically they have defects effecting their development, improper tails and one has lop ears (cartilage issue?) Their egg was abandoned, so they have no troupe, and they're unable to be kind to one another actually... so they're sort of doomed to die if no one takes care of them. There's alternate timelines where, if they're somehow very lucky, they are able to evolve into pikachu/raichu... but then just become absolute monsters like that. Like I mean flat out going to become rapists kfkfkf

The pikachu, Muka, was an exploration of if those pichu weren't born separately, instead combining into 1 being. In this case, the lop-eared one would be melanistic (which I sometimes think of 'shadow' pokemon as being that in this world) ; the result is Muka is very visibly a chimera. He is still abandoned as an egg, and development was very difficult, but he has a 'more complete mind', less fractured.

One of my most recent sonas was Hondew, I made him like, early ~2021 or something... another chimera. (This concept stuck w/ me for a sec...) I have a write-up of him still:

"As a trapinch (and vibrava) he was a very simple minded creature, highly food motivated. would overeat if he could. but he was just getting by in the desert and could only do so much. Surviving to his final evolution was good fortune. The resulting intelligence and stats boost... are used all towards his high food drive. but now he also has the ability to enjoy playing with his food, and devise ways to hurt things.

his moveset is focused on paralysis (mean look, thunder fang) to slow things down and avoid giving chase(or being chased). he's not a fast flier, nor can he fly very high. as he gets fatter and less mobile, it means he problem solves how to work around these things. enabling him further..

he delights in eating baby pokemon and eggs, there's a sick enjoyment in doing so. and he clears the area of unwanted competition by making an inhospitable environment where there's a dirty rotten baby eater on the loose ! :(

He'll never pick a fight directly with a pokemon as high leveled as him. he has patience and tenacity on his side. he will play the long con of harassing you, tormenting you, and evading you with a tricky moveset. and most pokemon just would rather live elsewhere, where the competition is more manageable and there isn't a huge jerk nipping at your heels every second.

he likes to manipulate things in his hands, and the frequent use makes them more dextrous than most flygons. he can often be seen holding something. meticulously running his claws over it. in the case of avvy's shinx, he loves to touch her fur and carries her around everywhere. she's very novel, as shinx are not native to his deserts. he keeps her on a whim, but grows very attached to her over time"

Aside from him I think my most recent exploits were these other unnamed ones, a salandit and a togekiss. The togekiss is there to love and fuss and chuff over the little archen that nips at it, and the salandit is endlessly consuming cutiefly. I have a liepard and nidorino in the works, but they're indistinct in my mind still...

(Often I suppose naming the pokemon doesn't always come to mind bc they are equivalent to wild animals & sometimes it just doesn't really feel important or cross the mind.)

My only other OCs I belieeeve are in PMD verse, compiled here. Their narratives are not very different from the plot of their respective games. I think only the PMD sky set of phanpy (Vvyrd) and vulpix (Vivi) deviate, as Vivi evolves and her nature changes as a ninetales, she eventually steals Vvyrd away into the mountains to live in isolation. The skitty/mudkip were only from playing the demo fr DX so I don't think they had proper names... The super team was of a bulbasaur (Periwinkle) and fennekin (Wish) !

That's!!!!!!!!! Everything I think...........

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heart strings

request: Ay, i adore your work! you are amazing. could i request a izuku x reader, where reader can play guitar, but keeps it to herself bcuz she's abit reserved. like she isnt mean, she just doesnt talk with the rest of 1.a that much. but shes pretty close with izuku (not a couple, just friends), and so oneday izuku discovers her guitar talent? maybe through a love song, idk, i just like fluff. just a random idea i had.

a/n: i hope you like it!! i think it’s pretty cute :)

warnings: a few cliché’s here and there

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Playing the guitar was some sort theraputic thing for you. When you played it felt as if there was nothing else that mattered and all your bothersome thoughts disappeared. But as it was this personal, it was never something that you showed anyone. Sure, when you were younger you’d play on your room and maybe, without your knowledge, your parents would hear it. Back then it didn’t matter, it was just your parents afterall. Now that you lived in the dorms of UA it was harder to be private with it. You ended up simply not playing as often as you maybe should have to feel relieved. No one actually knew about your talent, not even your best friend Izuku Midoriya. It was your little secret and if anyone would find out and make it a big deal the magic of it would disappear. 

You hadn’t played in a while and you honestly just needed to take a moment for yourself. Everything felt like it was crashing down around you. You had so many tests, you felt like you were falling behind everyone whom had such powerful quirks and probably worst of all you started getting feelings for your best friend. Well, you didn’t start catching feeling. You’ve actually always had feelings for him, since you were kids, but repressing your emotion seemed to be another one of your talents.

You just needed to let off some steam, and while some would do that at the gym you had to play the guitar. So you made your way to a secluded area of the school, making sure to take the less populated corridors even if that meant walking for longer. Your secluded area was just walking as far as you could before coming to the wall around the school, with surrounding trees that functioned as both another wall and a roof. And so you sat down comfortably on the grass and pulled out your guitar out of it’s case. As soon as you got to simply hold it you felt a sense of relief and you slowly started picking at the strings, thinking of a song to play. There was a song which had been particularly stuck in your head for a while now. Crazy by Aerosmith, maybe not the best song to play on an acoustic but you had done nothing but listen to that song during the latest few nights. It was a song that you’d want to dance in the middle of an empty parking lot in the middle of the night, while it was playing on a speaker in the background, with the love of your life... and you’d obviously been lying if you said that it hadn’t been Izuku you’d imagine yourself dancing with.  “I go crazy, crazy baby, I go crazy. You turn it on, then you're gone. Yeah, you drive me crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby. What can I do, honey? I feel like the color blue.”, you sang quietly as you started strumming. You got so lost in it, you couldn’t hear anything else- you got lost in your own world again. Finally you felt as if nothing could hurt you, all the stress you had before simply fell apart.  It was impossible for you to hear anyone else’s steps coming towards you, or their heavy breathing. Your eyes were closed in pure bliss as your head was finally empty for once, so of course you couldn’t see them walking up to you either. It was only when they first spoke that you even noticed they were there. “You’ve never told me you played guitar.”, Izuku’s words echoed through your head, disturbing the beautiful chords that were once there. Shit... “I... um...”, you watched, startled, as he sat down next to you. He had his workout shorts on and his gray t-shirt was drenched, he had just been out on a run- which explained the heavy breathing. “Didn’t think you’d ever hide something from me, Y/N.”, he chuckled, “I-... that was a joke! I’m kidding, I’m sure you don’t tell me everything- not that it’s a bad thing! You don’t have to tell me anything! Unless you want to of course-” If you only knew... “It’s fine, Izuku!”, you smiled and put a hand on his shoulder, “I get it.” “Alright... alright...”, he let out a nervous laugh, “... so, guitar? Since when?” “I’ve been playing since I was 10, actually.”, you looked down at your guitar, “I just didn’t want to tell anyone.” “Why? What you just played right now sounded amazing! What song was it?”, he asked. “Crazy... by Aerosmith...”, you smiled at him, “... and I wanted to hide it. It’s special to me.” “Oh, I’m sorry! I’ll leave, pretend that I never heard it- you know?”, he said and tried to get up and leave. “You’re special to me too.”, you grabbed his hand before he could leave, “... you can stay, if you’d like.” “Are you sure?”, he sat back down. “Yeah...”, you nodded and slowly let go of his hand, “I was gonna stop playing, either way.” “Really? It sounded really good, I was hoping to hear you play some more.” “Izuku, I-” “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked! I forgot- you wanted to keep ut secret.”, he rambled once again. “Izuku...”, you chuckled, “I told you, it’s fine. You’re special to me too... what do you want me to play?” “Whatever you want.”

This kept happening week after week, you’d go outside to play your guitar and sometimes Izuku would stop by after his run. He’d listen to you play, but he didn’t make it such a big deal- he didn’t take the magic out of it. On the contrary, he brought more magic to it. There was something so wonderful about playing a song that pulled at your heartstrings, only to look up to see his big smile and shining eyes. It was nice to spend time with someone who you slowly had fallen out of touch with because of your studies. 

Eventually Izuku asked if you could teach him how to play guitar, which made you end up sitting closely next to him and letting him strum while you took the chords. “You’re a natural.”, you said with a laugh. “You’re doing most of the work.”, he chuckled. You glanced at him, turning your head ever so slightly, only to see that he was looking right back at you. Your faces were mere inches away from each other, and you could feel his soft breathing against your lips. His breath smelled like rasberries, as you had brought a few with you for a snack for the both of you. The two of you looked away quickly, and you felt your cheeks blossom with different shades of red and pink. “Well, we should pack up.”, you muttered and put the guitar on the ground. “We should...”, he nodded. When you were about to get up he grabbed your hand quickly. “Actually I-” The sudden movements made you trip and fall over... right over him. The two of you tumbled around in the grass and when you opened your eyes you found yourself on top of him. “Sorry!”, the two of you said simultaneously. “Are you okay?”, you asked quietly. You were so incredibly close to his face, but unlike last time you seemed as if your body didn’t want to move away. It was a pretty scene afterall, your legs straddled his hips and your elbows were right next to his head. “I’m fine, sorry about that.”, he smiled awkwardly. There was a pause of silence, where both of you just stole glances at one anothers lips before flickering your eyes back up. “This is gonna sound really weird... and if you don’t want to then just forget I said anything...”, your face went red once again, “... but can I kiss you?” Izuku was quick to wrap his arms around you, pushing you that final bit to actually touch your lips to his. It started out kind of awkward, with noses bumping into each other and teeth crashing against one another, but after a while it smoothed out. Was this a dream? In that case you never wanted to wake up. Izuku brought one of his hands to the back of your head and the other stayed steady on your hip. With one easy turn he was now on top of you and looked down at you. Your lips met again as your fingers brushed through the back of his hair. “This isn’t weird for you is it?”, you mumbled against his lips. “What do you mean?”, he pulled away from you, though he was hovering merely a few centimeters above from you. I should’ve stayed quiet... “I mean... we’ve been friends for so long...”, you whispered. “That doesn’t have to change.”, he pecked your lips, “Nothing could ruin our friendship, even if we do... get together.” He rolled off of you and laid down beside you. You curled up close to his side as he held you tightly in his arms. “You wouldn’t mind going on a date with your best friend?”, you asked. “I don’t think so...”, he shook his head, “It couldn’t hurt to try... besides, I’d probably regret it eventually if I didn’t ask you out some time.” “... I’ve liked you for a while, you know...”, you whispered with a smile, “... could you pinch me? Make sure I’m not dreaming?” “Sure.”, he laughed before pinching your cheek, “You’re not dreaming.”

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The Alliance Part 2

 Ivar Paired With WOC/OC

Warnings: Smut

She was not one for ceremonies but apparently, they were. Her servants surround her wiping her down in flowered water and dressing her. The braids were something new. Carefully braided into a crown at the front and long curls draped her back. One perk of bringing people from home is that she was able to keep her court. She knew the women and they had chosen to serve her in Kattegat, her new home apparently.

Ayesha’s dress was solid green and over it she was to wear a heavily embroidered jamawar with pearls from her home. It was the dress her mother had made for her one year ago for a marriage she knew wouldn’t work. She also had a golden and emerald tikka for the center of her head. Had the wedding not been to Ivar perhaps she would have been happier.

“King Ivar is here.” One of her ladies covered her body with a cloth and bowed as he entered.

“I was not expecting to see you until the ceremony.” Ayesha rolled her eyes. “What do you want?”

“I came to talk to you.” He sat down on the stool in front of her and adjusted his legs in front of him. “Are you being treated well?” He said as he touched the flower water and touched some of the oils.

“What do you want?”

“First to give you this. Torvi!” He called.

Torvi walks in with a basket of three kittens and places them on the floor. “There you are, Ivar.” She acknowledges Ayesha kindly and turns to leave.

“Thank you.” He smiled as she left. The tiny black white kittens peak their heads from underneath the blanket. “This is a gift from me.”

Ayesha smiles at them for a moment. “I do not understand.”

“They honor my god Freya, Goddess of Love as Fertility. It is custom to give them to brides before the wedding.”

“Nice.” She exhales. “Now what do you want?” Ayesha tries to push aside the fact that she is secretly impressed.

“I will be honest with you Princess. If this is some sort of deceptive plan to over throw me or a revenge plan for the slaughtering of your people I will kill you. And I won’t be kind about it no, I will make sure it is slow and delightfully painful.”

“What makes you think you can kill me?” She splashes the water in his face. Ivar jumps for a moment but then grabs her arm. Taken back by his strength she tries to pull her arm from him but he doesn’t budge. His eyes are locked on hers. “I will scream.”

“I do not care.” He growled. “My only concern at this moment are the true intentions of you and your father.”

“Do you think he would put me here in harm’s way?” She cut her slanted yes at him and gave a sly smile.

“I asked my wanderer about you and it appears you are not how you seem.”

“And how do I seem?

“Like you are a timid woman, no, that is not you. I heard you fought against my warriors and shield maidens with sheer brute. And that you are in fact a general. Why would an enemy king give me his warrior princess huh?”

“And I heard you were a cripple mad genius, with such arrogance that you are loathed by few and loved by many. And that you’re cruel.”

“You heard right.” He smiled. “With you I will bear children, strong boys, fearless women and if your Father ever waged a war against me I will cut your neck and his. And then send my children over to destroy your country.”

Ayesha rolls her neck, and drops the towel. “You mistake me for someone you can easily scare. YOU. DO. NOT. SCARE. ME.”

Ivar cannot stop himself from admiring her curves. Her beautiful skin is unlike any he had ever seen. None the less her dark eyes. They appeared to have no reflection of light. But all he could see in them was a light. Then the explored the rest of her, her round breast and perfect hips. He shook his head as if he was frustrated and he pulled his eyes away from her. “That’s good for you.”

Ayesha watched as he crawled away from her leaving the curtain open and her exposed to the guard and her ladies. She cleared her throat. “I’ll be dressed now.” She snapped. “We have much to do.”

Ivar wore his leather armor and a not so friendly face as he had determined he would not like her. She would be bred and locked away accordingly. Standing for long periods of time generally hurt for Ivar. The small groans and grunts of discomfort he hid today. He didn’t want this King to see him as weak or not fit.

The wedding wasn’t a traditional viking wedding. Her people had found an abundance of flowers and draped them with lace throughout the great hall. They lay all over the antlers Ivar had hung. Then there were the bright colors, Ivar was not a fan of, but everyone in their court wore them.

“Where is she?” He hissed at Ubbe.

Ubbe swayed behind him. “I am your best man. I’m supposed to makes sure you are alright not her.”

“Well Where is Hvitserk?” He tugged at the grace. “I’m getting pissed off.”

“When are you not pissed off Ivar?” Ubbe touches his shoulder and turned to Hvitserk who was already two cups of mead in. “Tell them to start.”

King Samir walks up to Ivar, with a sincere smile on his face. “It will be a pleasure to have you as a son.” His hand grips Ivar’s shoulder and he leans in. “I hope that she is treated well, King Ivar.”

“She will be.” He lies.

King Samir leans closer to Ivar so only he can hear. “For, if I hear other wise, I will burn this kingdom to the ground.” He shifts back and raises an eyebrow. “My princess is coming I assure King Ivar.”

The drums fill the great hall as the doors swing open. The people of the great hall turn to Them. Ayesha appears and gasps fill the hall as she walks down the hall. Her hands were drawn on with henna drawn flowers and a sheer dupatta over her head. But the Beaty in her was still seen as she seemed to float down the aisle towards Ivar.

Ubbe nudged Ivar with a smile. “Good decision after all.”

Ivar’s face is dumbfound as she walks towards him. His blue eyes are glued on her and he forgets the pain in his legs and everyone else in the room. All he can see is her. “Gods, what are you doing to me?”

 After the ceremony Ayesha and Ivar retreat to their room. Her ladies help her undress, while Ivar talks with his guards.

“I’d prefer a perimeter check every hour so I don’t I care who does it, make sure it gets done.” He said with his eyes narrowed. “If I hear otherwise I swear it will be the start of fucking ragnarok.”

“Yes, King Ivar.”

Ayesha slips into her white night gown and hops into bed. In her mind her wedding night was one to be remembered but already she found herself wanting to forget. She listens as Ivar instructs people to leave and where and what to guard and then he makes his way over to the bed.

“You’ve changed.”

“I have.”

“I will do the same, eventually.” He unclamps the brace and sets it aside. “Did you enjoy yourself today?”

“Somewhat.” She watches the kittens play with one another below.

Ivar slips out of his jacket and then out of the shirt revealing the massive tattoos on his chest and back. “Somewhat huh?”

“Yes Ivar.”

“We could pretend to like each other, at least for this...” he gestures between the two of them. He takes his pants off and swings his legs onto the bed. “They are outside the damn door making sure it is consummated which is stupid.” He said through pressed lips.

“Could we get it over with?”

Ivar rolls over on top of her snatching her arms above her head. “Whatever you wish princess.”

“Queen.”she corrected.

Ivar nudges her legs apart and shakes his head. “You’re behaving like a princess, very childish.” Ayesha tries to pull her hands away from him and he nods his head. “Uh uh.” His other hand explores between her legs until it meets her sweet spot. He pushes one finger into her slowly trying not to hurt her and she shifts uncomfortably for a moment until she becomes wet around him and the dull ache turns into pleasure. Ayesha hides her pleasure locking her eyes but her hips tell other wise as they start to grind against each thrust. Ivar gives a small smirk. “You like that Princess?”

She shakes her head no and he laughs a little. “Stubborn woman, I’m going to make you lose yourself.” Ivar adds another finger and begins a quicker pace. She soaked as she writhes under him. He presses his thumb against her running painfully slow circles on her clit and her eyes snap open. “And now?”

Ayesha feels a bundle of nerves building up and her eyes snap back close as the small orgasm overcomes her. She’s breathless and ashamed. Ivar removes his hand and lines his dick up. “This first time I’ll allow you to lay here.” He growls. “After this week, I won’t allow it.” Ivar adjusts himself and slowly pushes into her. Even though she’s wet her walls are tight and he finds himself grunting in pleasure and hissing a slur of profanities in her ear. Once he was deep in her he stilled himself for a moment and allowed her to adjusts. Ayesha pulled at her hands and he snatched them back up to headboard and reached for the lace above her head. He tied her hands in them and sneered at her. “Try it now.” Ivar rocked into her once and Ayesha pulled her legs up. She’d never felt such pleasure or pain. He stretched her and it felt as if he couldn’t get any deeper. His hips met hers causing the sound of their skin to fill the room. Ivar showed her no mercy as he slammed into her hitting her g spot each time.

“I can’t anymore.” She panted as the feeling of her oncoming orgasm took over. He thrust into her again and again and she came. Her walls clenched around him and her hips pull from him. Ivar drills her faster. “I’m coming.” He groans as he pumps into her. He falls onto her chest. “Fuck.”

She rugs at the lace. “Let me go.”

“I’d rather you sleep like that.” He smiled as he rolled off of her. “Remind you whose in charge.”

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A/N: Hey loves! I had fun writing this never really wrote something with her tied up. I’m gonna play with BDSM I think with this one both ways. So, you are here warned lol Let me know what you think! I might not can respond because my job sucks but I really love reading your comments or reblogs! Let me know if you want to be added or removed from the taglists! Thanks for reading it! Y’all are awesome!