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loyalpika replied to your post: Me right now: @loyalpika @loyal-pokemon-partner

YES. GOOD. :)))

WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BREAK MY HEART

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    He flinched at the sudden sharp pain that flooded his arm and Adrien had to clench his teeth to stop himself from letting out a yelp. He could only guess that the Pikachu had bit, which is something he probably should have expected? Then again, from what he had read about the species before it as more common for them to shock you, right? They were more prone to biting you if you grabbed them by the tail which Adrien had made sure to not do which only confused him more. But could one really blame him? They didn't have Pikachu back home in Kalos so having come across one during his visit in Kanto made up for it.

    He winced, looking down at the electric mouse as sparks finally began to fly from its cheeks before glancing over towards his unhelpful partner who had decided to wait out the meeting in the nearest tree. Ungrateful cat, he thought to himself, remembering he'd have to get back at the Purrloin ever. Returning his attention to the Pikachu that was still gnawing at his arm, he forced a tiny smile. "Don’t worry, I'm not going to hurt you."

[pxkemonmaster-blog]

Y’all bitch asses are getting weak to angst. Time to change that. 

[theluckyraichu]

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‘Chuuuuu!’         ...                    ‘Chuuuuuuu!’         ... ‘Chuuuuuu!’

        Her cries echoed through the forest, which may not have been the safest thing. But she had to practice. She had to get her strength back up. She knew very well that she was vulnerable right now--many Pokémon had told her this. 

                                  You may be fully evolved, but you’re trained--bred.                                                     You’re weak in the wild.

        And Izzy had heard those words before: Weak. How could you be weak? I evolved you. You should at least be stronger if you’re going to be so fat!

         With a trainer... in the wild... it didn’t matter. No one was satisfied with her. And Izzy was angry. Angry enough to risk burning down this tree with her tunderbolts. (Admittedly, she didn’t consider that potential consequence very much.)

        But she had considered the possibility of attracting someone. And her ears picked up on movement, causing her to pause and land on all fours, ears twitching at the air to figure out what direction her ambusher would be coming from.

        She caught a rustle in the bushes.

        And already she took a deep breath, ready to unleash a Disarming Voice. This was what she had learned from being attacked too many times: attack first, ask questions later. So a stream of pink harmonic hearts was belted towards the emerging Pokémon, no questions asked.

         It was, at the very least, a brief attack. And Izzy did, at least, seem to recognize that she had made a mistake.

         Because it was a Pikachu.

         The Pikachu, in fact, that had helped rescue her a few weeks ago--not that she hadn’t protested it. “Oh, it’s you. ...The strange one.” It wasn’t exactly an apology, (hardly one at all, really,) but Izzy at least acknowledged that it wasn’t necessary to attack him. “Don’t scare me like that. I wouldn’t have attacked you.”

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 Despite how unusually quiet it is at this hour, the professor doesn’t hear pikachu when he scurries into the lab. He’s too busy lost in his thoughts, thinking about the past as if years of being away from it have given him some new angle he can fix permanent outcomes from. Maybe find the answers to why certain things in his life have happened to him, or have happened at all. It’s uncharacteristically desperate for Oak; usually one to be balanced in mind and emotion, this demeanor doesn’t suit him at all. There’s a dullness to his gaze, pep replaced with something stale and still. 

Even when the pokémon comes into view, though the professor is certainly startled, he doesn’t move. His gaze flickers, instead - from the dusty picture frame placed across from him on the desk - and he blinks rapidly towards the electric mouse as if he’s attempting to bring himself back to the present.  

“Pikachu - ” He says, a little confused.

“How did you get in...?”

[bakenekopkmn]

cont. here, @loyalpika

Whaaat, it’s not like Meowth tries to capture Pikachu in every turn. There has been many adventures when he was chilling with the twerps pokemons, if not ice skating with them then performing a song and marching throught a woods to get those delicious Pecha berries. Who knows maybe this time he’ll just race, fair and square, no dirty tricks.

A wide, bit evil grin spread on Meowths face as he heard Pikachu accepting the challenge, this oughta be fun. “Good, thought you’d chicken out” he mumbled mostly to himself. Feline pokemon was gettin ready for the start by stretching his paws, shaking them around. He really did not want to pull a muscle middle of the race here.

“Hey no fair! I was gonna start the race!” he shouted after Pikachu before dashing after him with full speed. Well almost full speed. Why, maybe it has something to do with all those traps, pitfalls and jumpscares they managed to set up in this maze with Wobbuffet and other pokemons. Meowth snickered at his thoughts of Pikachu getting scared badly. Even so, this cunning feline actually wanted to race and W I N this race! Those traps were not only for capturing Pikachu, but also slow him down so Meowth could cross the finish line before that overly fast electric rodent. So it’s a race yes, fair not so much.

“Now just to look at the map where all those traps are located” he mumbled to himself as he dug out map, little did he know that Wobbuffet were not so trustworthy when it came traps and stuff. That blue blob forgot to mark traps locations on the map which made Meowth fall in first pitfall when taking a wrong turn.

“DANGIT!”

[himacchu]

@loyalpika

“You like it? I’m glad!” She gushes and fluffs up his cheeks. “You look gorgeous! I made it with pink flowers so we could match. And Hima enchanted it so it won’t break!”

[bravepurplemouse-moved]

[I’m not worthless...]                                              [Am I?]

Based on THIS post by @loyalpika/ @thunderbclts

You broke my hecking heart with that post so I decided to try a new style and make this.