#starfruitshipping

[mcrcsms]

why doesnt the big autist kiss the little autist?

[pechadex]

Anaglyph AU mentioned (by me, the mentioner)

[seekerbr]

After that post asking about the ship name for these 3 I wanted to do something fun with them, so I went after some OT3 couple memes to do with them! Note that it's biased with some of my own HCs about them+ me mixing all the canons together

I'm going with Starfruitshipping for the ship name for them, it's cute!

Blank memes here: 1, 2

[yuriful-nemo]

🎶🎶Mr.Kraaabs, I have an iideeeaaaaaa🎶🎶

[yuriful-nemo]

When you're messing around with random quotes generator and get this absolute gem

[destiny-smasher]

A Nemona x Penny commission I got from (someone anonymous and we had a falling out with but this is still art I paid for damnit)

Nemona and Penny take a vacation to Johto and visit the iconic Lake of Rage during the annual event, Akaoni Matsuri. They say the Lake of Rage is an exciting tourist spot. But it's not just the Gyrados who's turning red...

excerpt:

Their convo was cut short as an earth-shattering roaring hiss rippled from the lake's water, an explosion of liquid splashed meters into the air, and the enormous red serpent-like Pokemon on everyone's minds burst upward, howling its commanding cry for all to hear. Penny gasped, blindly grasping at Nemona behind her in a startled panic. “Bloody hell...!” Penny cried out in awe, watching the revered creature sail in a perfect arc in the distant waters. Nemona, meanwhile, who had seen this sight before, was transfixed on the way Penny was holding Nemona's hand tighter than she ever had – on the way her lips were agape with wonder, her gray eyes sparkling with amazement at the display before her. While everyone was prepossessed with the force of nature before them, Nemona's cheeks felt as red as Akaoni, her entire being thrumming with admiration at the force of nature she was looking at. Cheers, applause, and jovial shouts echoed from every side of the lake, continuing long after the mighty beast had splashed down and disappeared back into the lake's depths. Penny's harsh grasp on Nemona's wrist relaxed, and Nemona eased herself against Penny's side, embracing that arm tenderly as a warm smile oozed across her face. “Pretty cool, huh?” Nemona teased quietly with half-lidded eyes. Penny blinked dumbly, scratching her nose and making her glasses bob up and down as she did so. “I-... That-...” She puffed out a laugh, glancing over to Nemona. “The sound, I... my heart right stopped for a second...” Her nervousness was making some of that Galarian accent thicken more than usual, and she planted her bag-toting hand up to her forehead with some embarrassment, awkwardly chuckling. “You're not the only one,” Nemona mischievously cited, closing her eyes and beaming as she sighed into a kiss against Penny's cheek.

You can check out all of my NemoPen prompts included the expanded version of this one over here. And if you're interested in the full NemoPen fic this is for, Operation Comet Punch, you can read that over here.

[destiny-smasher]

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

NemoPen Week Day 5: School Dance

As Penny's graduation draws super close, she finally allows herself the experience of attending a school dance, now that she has Nemona to make her feel comfortable enough to do so.

Excerpt:

As the first song of the night ended, the crowd of partygoers cheered and clapped, catching their breath. Penny, who was still hanging at the sidelines, offered a few half-hearted claps, wondering where her date was. It wasn't like Nemona to be late, especially to an event like this... Even Scarlet had shown up already, and them arriving before Nemona was... just plain backwards. The familiar voice of Penny's friend echoed through the courtyard from the many speakers lined around the place. [ “Hey-hey-heyohhh, your buddy DJ Vice checkin' in on all you party people. We are just getting started here at the Naranja Spring Formal, so if you have requests or messages for the Applin of your eye, send 'em my way, and I will see what I can do. Comin' at you next, we've got some mellow beats to let ya'll catch your breath and mingle...” ] The volume of the next song was mixed up as he ended his speech, playing some lofi chill beats as those attending the dance were given the 'vibes' to cool off from all the excitement of that first number. A vibration startled Penny, who was already jumpy as it was. From out of a pocket sewn onto her dress, she produced her RotomPhone, which seemed to be more relaxed than usual, given the silky material it was getting to lounge in. Penny was garbed in a dress – a kind of fancy dress, at that. She'd initially wanted to go for a Sylveon-themed one, but... She didn't want to come across as too flashy, draw too much attention to herself... so she'd talked herself down into something black and gray, more subdued and simple, but also let Nemona have some sway in the decision-making, as she herself wasn't really that fussed. Part of her had wanted to wear a suit, honestly. But the other part of her had been waiting for a few years now to wear a fancy dress. And that part of her had won out, in the end. It was a dress that only really revealed a bit of her neck – room enough to wear a studded choker she'd received as a gift from her Team Star friends over the holidays – as well as her arms, which were pale in the outdoor lighting of that spring evening. Her hair, slightly grown out, was at an awkward length where she couldn't really style it too much, and so she'd let Mela fluff it out a bit with a combination of brushing, hair product, and heat. Beneath the black dress, she wore gray leggings, which slipped into goth platform shoes, which she'd gotten for herself for this exact occasion using her birthday money from her parents. This wasn't her first time wearing them – probably the third or fourth? She was still getting used to the added height they provided. Not a regular thing, but it still felt nice. She hoped this increase in height would make dancing with Nemona more interesting, if she didn't trip over herself first... Checking her phone, Penny read a text from Nemona. Rather than a series of shorter texts, it was sent as one single paragraph. ( Sorry I'm late! My hair took longer than expected and I had a wardrobe malfunction, but don't worry, I'm all set! On my way! Almost there! I am literally walking up the Mesagoza steps as I'm typing this! Wow, I hate this! My feet hurt! Remind me to never do this in dress shoes again! Woof...Gonna tire myself out before I even reach you at this rate...But I am literally so close! Sorry again! Just about there. ARC we've got to consider installing like a lift or something, this is...so totally not handicap friendly, right? These stairs, I mean. You'd better be ready to catch me when we dance because, oh wow, my legs are so tired already...Maybe you should get some punch or something ready for me? Please? Aw, man, some punch sounds really good right now. Seriously, why do we have the longest stairway ever at this place?! ) Penny had started smirking while reading it, and her face just continued to widen more and more as she read further into Nemona's off-the-cuff single text ramble. “What're you smilin' about?”

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

New chapter of Operation Comet Punch is live!

Nemona and Penny finally wind down for sleep on their first night together as roommates.

After some action in last week's flashback, let's get another dose of sappy domestic fluff, yeah?

Here's an excerpt:

“That reminds me-...” She opened a drawer and fished out a couple articles of clothing unfamiliar to Penny. “-... I got you a little something to commemorate the occasion, heheh.” Nemona held it up: it was a set of pyjamas with a black and purple color scheme. It looked to be satin and silk, like the set Nemona was wearing. The patterning and trim evoked Umbreon and Espeon, with some sun and moon iconography on the sleeves. “It should be your size,” Nemona said with a cheeky little smirk, eyeing Penny up and down a little. “But if it's not, I can totally swap it out for one that is.” Penny was gobsmacked, though not entirely shocked. Nemona wasn't one to flaunt her cash in obvious ways, and tended to get low-key gifts (likely in an attempt to appear 'normal'). But this was... no doubt kinda fancy. Probably the most expensive gift she'd received from her girlfriend to date. The material felt super high quality, luxuriously soft. “Wh-Whoa, 'Mona, it's... it's awesome,” Penny said, letting go of Nemona's hand and taking the silken shirt in to admire it. Just holding the article made her afraid she'd damage it somehow. Sizing it up against herself, she beamed at the gesture. “Thank you so much, Luv.” “No worries,” Nemona said, sitting herself down on the bed. She pressed her palm against her cheek and mumbled, “Ugh, it's gonna look so cute on you...” “Tsh, and that's a tall order for any outfit,” Penny deprecated herself, to which Nemona flicked a dismissive wrist.