#pokemon ff

[theredhotsillypeppers]

Semi-NSFW Volokari art bc I’m obsessed with them. Never drawn something like this before so the anatomy is terrible lol. I’m a writer not an artist okay 😅 based on my fic that takes place 4 years post-game with both characters being young adults (like 25/29)

[clavell-thirst-hours]

There was much to consider, to be sure. Leaving the Team Star base left Clive with more questions than answers yet again. The hows and the whys needed to be sorted out, all while working further to reach their goal.

Thankfully, his company was both pleasant and competent.

“Well, that’s one more Team Star base dealt with,” Olivia happily announces as she stretches her arms high. “These kids have issues, but I’m getting the feeling they just need to get some support.”

“Yes, it appears that their core issue is a feeling of abandonment,” Clive nods.

“Shame. But I get it. I wasn’t much different when I was their age.”

“True, I think most of us can relate…”

They walk on in silence for a while, not needing to go separate ways just yet. Clive has to admit, he quite likes this. Being Clive rather than Clavell has given him a chance to get to know the students in a new way and Olivia is a very pleasant young woman.

“I will say they got one thing right though,” Olivia says as she begins to tug at her tie. “The uniforms could stand to be more comfortable. I feel like I’m on a leash with this thing properly tied.”

“Oh? I find our academy’s policy concerning the uniforms quite relaxed,” Clive says as she begins to pull down the knot of her tie so it hangs loose around her neck.

“Yeah, but there’s still policy! Thank goodness we can loosen up while we’re out and about. You got the right idea, with your shirt open and breezy.”

“Breezy?” Clive chuckles, pulling on his collar just a little bit. “I suppose I would be reprimanded if I came into the academy looking like this.”

“Good thing you’re not, it looks good on you.”

The comment gives him pause for a moment. But as he’s about to continue the conversation he looks over to her and finds her loosening several buttons of her shirt. “O-olivia?” “What? I gotta let the girls breathe!” she says, her shirt open to the point that her chest is quite visible indeed. “I… Q-quite…” Clive stammers, looking away. Olivia’s eyes narrow just a little. “Clive? Are you… are you blushing?” “I am--” “Oh Arceus you are! Are you embarrassed because you can see my cleavage?” When Clive tries to retort, he finds no words. “Oh how cute! You’re an earblusher!” “Earblush--?” Clive stutters, turning to face her. He should not have done that. She was closer than he anticipated, and with a mischievous look on her face. If he looked down just a little from her face he’d see her breasts. “Oh my, Clive. If I didn’t know any better I’d think you were a virgin~” she teases. “I..! I’ve had relations..!” “Yeah? Tell me more about these relations.” As she asked she took a step forward. He could feel the heat of her body, now that they were so close. If he looked, he could see the lacy edges of her bra peeking out from her open shirt.

Clive stutters. Stammers. Blushes. He feels like he should say something cool, or possibly something responsible but… his head feels empty.

Suddenly she laughs and takes a step back. “Sorry! I took that too far didn’t I? I couldn’t resist teasing you.” Ah. Right. Playful teasing between schoolmates. It could get like this, couldn’t it?

Still blushing, Clive tries to regain some dignity.

“I… I didn’t mind,” is what comes out of his mouth instead. It was not what he intended to say. The phrase echoes in his head, making him feel dizzy. Olivia glances at him for a while, face unreadable.

Then she giggles. “I’m glad!” She says, and once more he blushes as she smiles. “There’s something about you, Clive. Usually I’m into older men but… I wouldn’t mind having relations with you.” With a wink she keeps on walking, and Clive needs several moments to find his limbs again. Operation Starfall isn’t over yet.

[a-shouting-lawyer]

AuthorityShipping fanfic without a name

just wanted to say that English isn’t my first language, but I wanted to try anyway

no one ever taught me punctuation

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Just another normal, stormy day. I hear the ringing phone. Again. But I won’t pick it up. I can’t pick it up.

My name is Maxie. In the world where I live there are soulmates. There isn’t any particular way to recognise your soulmate, you just feel it when you meet them. But the soulmate system isn’t perfect, it makes mistakes. And I’m the victim of it.

There is a person who thinks I’m the one for them. But it’s not true. I don’t feel anything like this. They tried to kiss me many times and I always said no. And when they asked me if I would be their boyfriend, I just ran away. Now they try to contact me by the phone, but I never answer it.

And here I am. In a little house with only my pokemon. What am I waiting for? I don’t even know. The nightmares haunt me almost every night. Some nights it gets so bad that I almost pick up the phone. But there is one thing that stops me.

It’s her. She appears in some of the nightmares. She saves me. I don’t know her name. I don’t know her appearance. Even though I can see her clearly when I’m dreaming, when I wake up, she just disappears from my mind.

The phone rings again. It’s not even annoying over time. It sounds rather sad and lonely.

Suddenly I hear quiet knocking on the door. I can’t hear it clearly because of all the rain and thunders. What do I do? It can’t be them, right? They’re calling me on the phone now after all...

The knocking comes again, this time it’s a bit louder. I take a deep breath... and I open the door.

It’s a quite short woman in a sweatshirt, the hood covers her hair.

“Hello... I got lost... I was wondering if I could stay here... Until the storm subsides,” she says.

“Y-yes, you can stay,” I reply. After a while I gain courage to say more: “Your clothes are wet, should I borrow you some?”

“It would be nice, thank you,” she answered.

I walk into my room, I take my clothes out of the wardrobe and I hand them to her.

“Thank you,” she says once more, avoiding eye contact.

“You can get dressed there,” I say pointing at the door to the bathroom.

When she goes to the bathroom, I start making tea. I wonder who she is... But I get a weird feeling when I’m looking at her. Does this mean something? Or is it just because I haven’t seen anyone lately? I hear her coming out of the room, so I put the cups on the table and I look at her. At her short, lilac hair and eyes in the similar colour.

And then I realise. It was her. She was the one who saved me so many times in my nightmares. I remember now.

But there is another thing I have just understood. Could she...

Could she be my soulmate?

We sit down at the table. She breaks the silence. “So... What’s your name? I’m Courtney.”

“My name is Maxie,” I reply.

“I wonder... Why do you live in a place like this? There is nothing here,” she asks.

And then I tell her everything. I tell her about my soulmate problem, my nightmares and her saving me. She seems really touched by my story...

When I finish it, she walks up to me and she just hugs me without a word. We stay like this for a while. Then she whispers, “I think... I think I’m the one for you.”

When I hear this, I blush deeply. After a while I respond, “I-i think so too.” Then she kisses me.

I was finally saved. The hope I kept for so long fulfilled its role. I will never hear the ringing phone again.

[silverxxwind]

Gary: [Straightens his bow tie as he looks into a mirror]

Gary: Why hello there, handsome. 

Leaf: [Enters the room. Sees Gary. Mortification crosses her features] 

Leaf: Your hair looks awful. 

Gary: Sweetheart, you've got to know that the hair is just as untameable as the man himself. 

***This is an excerpt from a (very pointless) fanfiction I wrote. Read the rest of this abomination of literature here!!!

[theredhotsillypeppers]

Temporary cover for my fic!

You can read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54023692/chapters/136761961

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[silverxxwind]

Contestshipping FanFiction

Gary: [singing to the tune of Hey There Delilah] Hey there denial, what's it like in single city? 

Drew: Please stop. 

[Ash and Dawn run up and join in with Gary.] 

Drew: This is an abomination of music. 

And this is how the world found out about Drew's feelings for May.

[silverxxwind]

I am currently writing a fanfiction drabble where Drew is in denial about his newfound feelings for May, so Gary decides the best way to get Drew to open up is to listen to him sing about it. This should get interesting.

[hook-on-fandoms]

Campfire Stories: Breeding Phantump

Gather around everyone and sit for a bit as I tell you another pokemon ghost story. As we all know breeding is a great way of getting pokemon we want. Whether it be another one to fill out a dex, one with the nature or IV we want, a shiny or more breading is fun. But be careful. It can also be dangerous for those that don’t know what is going on. Young Billy here learned that the hard way.

Billy was exploring the forest near his house. He loved exploring it and seeing all the different pokemon from around the region. While he was running he tripped and broke a young treeling that had just began to grow and scraped his knee. Distracted by the pain in his knee he didn’t give the treeling much thought. Billy decided to head home. His mom would make his knee feel all better. He knew she would. When Billy got up he noticed that the trees seemed to be closer together but put it off as his imagination. As he looked for his way home he couldn’t find anything familiar and when he turned around to go back the way he just came nothing looked the same. It was as if the trees were moving. By now Billy was very frightened and started calling for his mommy and daddy. Suddenly Billy heard some joyful singing.

“He-ello. Is anyone the-er-re. I think I’m-m-m lost,” Billy called out as he walked towards the singing voice.

The singing stopped when Billy reached a clearing where it sounded like the singing was coming from but he saw nothing but a pumpkin lying next to a tree stump with a tree behind it. Billy went to sit on the tree stump to rest and think about what he should do next. It was getting cold and Billy was becoming scared. Suddenly, hair like items shot from the pumpkin and enveloped Billy. Billy screamed as loud as he could. The pumpkin stood and the singing started again. When Billy looked up at the face of the pumpkin all he saw was a face taking great joy from his suffering. Billy screamed and fought as hard as he could but he couldn’t get away. Finally Billy exhausted himself. The last thing Billy heard was the joyful singing of the pumpkin, the last thing he saw was a set of glowing eyes behind the unnaturally happy pumpkin face, and the last thing he felt was the hair like arms setting him in the tree stump while they still enveloped him and then Billy knew no more.

  “Ah, it’s you! We were raising your Pokemon and my goodness, we were so surprised! Your Pokemon was holding an Egg! We don’t know how it got there, but your Pokemon had it. You do want it don’t you?”

 Now boys and girls, breeding can be fun but always be careful of what pokemon you breed. You never know when the price for that egg is going to be greater than the few hundred pokedollars you spend to have them watch your pokemon. I hope that Phantump was worth the price poor Billy had to pay.

 Pokedex entry

Trevenant:

                               X: It can control trees at will. It will trap people who harm the forest, so they can never leave.

               Phantump

                               X: These Pokémon are created when spirits possess rotten tree stumps. They prefer to live in abandoned forests.

                       Y: According to old tales, these Pokémon are stumps possessed by the spirits of children who died while lost in the forest.

           Gourgeist:

                       Y: It enwraps its prey in its hairlike arms. It sings joyfully as it observes the suffering of its prey.