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♐ Awestruck

Nature was one of those things; one of those special exceptions, a changing constant that always put the Lieutenant’s mind at ease. A fresh perspective had been in order, so now he was here with his Pokémon, enjoying the sights and sounds of a nature park. It was an absolutely picturesque day; bright blue sky, sunny and pleasantly warm, but just a touch on the cool side - a day that absolutely exemplified the energy of rebirth and life associated with spring. Pokémon were allowed to roam freely when accompanied by their trainers here, so Surge let them out to enjoy the environment with him. Voltorb and Raichu both blinked at the bright lighting for a moment, before adjusting and looking over to the tall blond who was their trainer. “Just a bit of R&R, guys,” Lt. Surge said with a small smile.

Voltorb began immediately rolling about quietly, examining this and that, eventually finding a patch of daisies to poke about in and enjoy, seeming to take a liking to the flowers that matched it’s hue - at least partially, that is. Raichu, in the opposite, stuck close to Surge, but every new sound, smell, breeze and change was a cause for the electric mouse to look, stop, calculate, analyze. Finding a nice spot in the meadow-like clearing they were in, the man spread out a greenish-grey blanket of a mildly coarse material - more like a tablecloth with a poorly chosen color than a blanket really - and sat down, dropping the bag he’d brought it in beside him. “Come on, buddy, it’s alright.” Surge said to Raichu, who immediately settled down next to Surge’s ankles once his trainer had sat down. At his words, Raichu seemed to relax slightly, and eventually dozed off, using the man’s leg as an impromptu pillow.

Voltorb had returned and settled in too for a nap, and the former military man was debating a nap himself, when a drop of moisture on his hand caught his attention. He looked for the source, glancing around - and another caught him on the nose. Pushing his sunglasses down so his blue eyes could glance up at the similarly-hued sky, Lt. Surge looked in slight confusion. The sky was still blue and the sun was out - a picturesque day. But more and more drops of moisture fell, and soon enough, it was obvious what was happening; it was raining. Raichu and Voltorb roused from their naps - rain was not always a favorite of electric types, as it could make it harder to control their electricity at times - and glanced skyward too, the confusion quite obvious on their faces.

But the steady, gentle rainfall continued, and the sky remained stubbornly blue. Nature was full of surprises, and Surge had been rendered speechless by this natural phenomenon he and his Pokemon were lucky enough to be witness to. It filled him with a sense of childlike wonder and tranquility; exactly what he’d been hoping to find here, and then some.

#nuveman #meme day #meme response #{ thank you for this }#{ this was a fun drabble to write }#{ plus i got to write surge's voltorb which i totally didn't forget about i swear }

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What is your muse’s taste in music?Whitney has a wide variety of music tastes, though she generally prefers music sung by women. Somehow it is just more pleasing to the ear.

Something that gets your muse angry? Being blown off. Not just by dates, but friends or acquaintances that can’t seem to give her a courtesy call when plans are made. It’s a real waste of time.

How often/easily can your muse get heartbroken? She comes across as emotional, but has been quite careful about who she gets close to romantically, even going as far to read star signs. She’s had her heartbroken enough times to let it happen again by people who are insignificant.

#nuveman #hc

jurassic park!au

I think Whitney would either end up crying her way till towards the end or get killed off early on. Either way, I doubt she’d survive.

#I never saw much of those movies except for the first one in science class and i didn't pay attention lmao but I wanted to see the most rece #nuveman

I Just Wanted to Thank You || N & Touya

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Being back in Unova hadn’t gone nearly as bad as N had feared it might. Most people ignored him; he was just another traveler on the road. Those who looked at him usually didn’t recognize him. He kept to himself and made no trouble.

But having faced Ghetsis before Kyurem, he’d decided there was someone else he needed to face, too.

So it was about time he did, wasn’t it?

Knocking on Touya’s door didn’t seem difficult in theory. All he had to do was tap his knuckles on wood and wait for a response. In practice, however, it didn’t feel near as simple. His mind spun with all the negative possibilities. What if Touya wanted nothing to do with him? N couldn’t blame the other, should that be the case. He had not been on the right side of the fight, plus, Reshiram had--

Maybe it was better not to dwell on it. It wasn’t him who suffered the consequences...

What finally prompted him to knock, standing before the boy’s door in Nuvema Town, was the need to say something. The two needed to talk about what had happened, if only for N to have a chance to express his gratitude. Gratitude for someone showing him that maybe, just maybe, everything wasn’t quite as black and white as he’d once thought.

He let his knuckles hit the wood, and waited for a response.

#i just wanted to thank you #nuveman

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a barrage of text messages.

[txt]:: have you had the chance to read Wattson’s new publication yet? [txt]:: the article on Sea Mauville[txt]:: it’s been three hours, so if you haven’t, it’s not my fault [txt]:: it was creative how he used < > to power < > for much longer than ordinary < > [txt]:: too bad it ended up causing < > to malfunction[txt]:: but maybe... [txt]:: hey, I’m not usually into this kind of thing, but, you know Sea Mauville is open to the public [txt]:: I wouldn’t mind seeing it for myself[txt]:: you want to see it too, don’t you? [txt]:: what I’m saying is come with me[txt]:: hey, are you paying attention?

[txt]:: I’m sorry, I thought you were someone else [txt]:: please disregard the previous messages[txt]:: and pretend this never happened

#nuveman #the < > are to mark nerd terms so pretend there are real words there

steampunk!au

“Why is it so hard to find scrap around here?” Dawn sighed and looked around. She wasn't going to get any money sitting around here. Better get a move on.

{Dawn would be a bit different in this AU! I feel that she would be a scrap scavenger for some reason, I'm not sure why. Probably because she is such a hard worker!}

{Now I’m thinking of a steampunk AU where all Pokemon are replaced by robots!}

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