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((updated my headcanons page a bit!! now im gonna run and reply to a few things on my luke triton blog before chillin' out and playin some ffta2. ty for the follows!! if u want a starter and i havent written you one already let me know!))
extraterrestrialdisease
Some nights, he couldn't help but sneak away from the balloon, bringing that old, banged up guitar with him into a nice forest clearing. He'd take a seat on a nice stump or log, strum a few chords, maybe sing a little... This was one of those nights. A few kricketot joined in on he chorus, chirping along to the tune.
A rustling sound in the distance brought him to a stop, though. It wasn't the sound of any of the small bug Pokemon making their way through the woods. It sounded like something bigger. So of course he went to investigate.
Oh, hey! That was uh... what was his name. Deoxys, right? Normally he would go and tell the team right away. After all, this was a legendary Pokemon we're talking about here. But tonight? Eh. He wasn't feeling it. Besides, it wasn't like they'd be able to catch him anyway. And it'd been a while since he'd had a nice, normal conversation with a Pokemon, so:
"Dem stars sure are pretty, ain't dey? Dat's where yer from, right?"
legendarychainsmoker
Hey, wasn't that the guy from the... uh, what was it. It was some sort of competition that the twerp had participated in. Honestly, he was never the best at remembering the name of those silly little contests. But what he did remember was that this guy had two legendary Pokemon. Maybe even more! So now was his chance to snatch them! The team would be practically unstoppable with some of those by their side, right?
Alright, Alright... Just a little closer. As long as the guy didn't turn around, Meowth could snatch a pokeball or two without causing any alarm and- Oh no. Abort mission. He turned around. He was caught.
"N-Nice day out, ain't it?"
He wiggled his ears in response to the explanation, one at a time. For a moment, he thought the other meant that he could hear with the shiny thing, but he realised that would be silly. He did have two perfectly good ears after all. “Oh! Okay! So it don’t come off.”
"Now yer gettin' it!" Urk- All right, he was gonna do it. He was gonna do it. He couldn't believe the disgusting cuteness of this kid was getting to him, but... "All right, wait a second." After a quick use of payday he had successively showered the area in about a dozen coins identical to the one on his forehead. Jeez, when was he going to learn how to generate just one? Well, whatever. He quickly searched through the pile for the nicest, shiniest one of them all before picking it up and handing it to the kid. "Ya wanted ta try one on, right?"
Meowth. That was a new word in his vocabulary. He looked at the other pokemon, it was bigger than he was, but not by much. He talked like he was older too. "Stuck to you…. Like when hoomans stick those little metal sticks to their noses?" He had seen humans do that a few times. It was weird.
Oh boy, this guy really was a kid, wasn't he? Like. A really little kid. What had he gotten himself into? "Nah, it's more like uh... Da way yer ears are stuck to yer head like dat, ya see?"
When the other pokemon talked to him in human talk, Prince jumped and fell backwards. He was definitely not prepared for that!!! He righted himself, standing up now and looked around. Maybe he hadn’t been paying enough attention and there was a human around. Never the less, it was rude not to answer.
“Y-yeah! It’s weally pwetty! I can see myself in it!”
Haha, oops. You know, he should really go back to, you know, speaking the same language that Pokemon did when he was actually speaking to a Pokemon but eh. Too much effort. Besides, although he could still understand other Pokemon, he wasn't sure if he remembered how to use that language himself. Well, back to the matter at hand!
"Sorry, kid, I'd letcha try it on, but dis baby's stuck ta me fer good. Just parta bein' a Meowth." Although... maybe he could use Payday to get this little fellow one of his own? Eventually, maybe. But not yet.
Finishing a good book always felt so nice. There was something about these wonderful, adventurous tales that made her feel warm inside. Perhaps it was merely that she’d never been on an adventure of her own, never venturing outside the confines of these four walls that made up her home, but the stories made her feel closer to the world. Maybe that’s why she sometimes felt so sad returning a book to its place on a shelf. The adventure was over.
However, just as she went to put away her book, she heard noise that startled her so badly she dropped it on the floor. Turning her head to see what had caused the noise, she just noticed a tail as some creature crawled under a table. How silly. She left her window open, of course an animal might climb in. Picking up the book and putting it where it belonged, she decided the best way to draw the cat (or that’s what it looked like) out from under the table.
Having walked to the kitchen, she returned a short moment later with a bowl full of snacks and set it on the floor near the table. Animals came when you offered food, right?
{ ✿ } ↠ “Are you hungry, kitty? I promise I won’t hurt you.”
Okay, so clearly she hadn't seen him walking on two legs before he'd make a mad dive for cover. While it was... sort of annoying that she was treating him like some common household animal, maybe he should just roll with it. I mean, it was much more common for humans to give food to cute stray animals than to thieves, right?
Ha. Who cared about the others. They could probably find food on their own. Okay, so they totally couldn't, but hey. One out of three team members fed was better than none! And it'd be kind of hard to carry food out of here if he was going to go along with this cute, innocent little cat thing.
So he did his best to let out a happy sort of meow as he walked closer to her, actually remembering to walk on all fours instead of with just two of his legs by some miracle. Jeez, it'd been ages since he'd made any sounds that weren't somehow related to human speech. He just hoped it had been convincing enough!
He also hoped that she'd give him actual food and not, you know, that gross mushy canned tuna stuff or any of those stupid little crunchy cereal-looking things. Honestly, how any animal or Pokemon could actually like those was beyond him.
themeowthsoutofthebag
He was always a little conflicted on how to act towards cats. On one hand, he was curious about why this one was standing on two legs. But on the other hand he was sure that cats were evil. But there was something shiny on his head, and Prince was very interested in that.
It'd actually been... a pretty long time since Meowth had interacted with another Pokemon. He'd almost forgotten how to act around them. Well, I guess this was his chance! Okay, gotta drop all of that rudeness, first. This kid didn't really look like the type to want to put up with those kinda people- er- Pokemon. At least he had a good conversation starter, what, with the way the Eevee was looking at his coin like that.
"Pretty shiny, ain't it?" That had sounded like a much cooler greeting in his mind. Oops.
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Well, if they had to forage for food, they had to forage for food. To think a single pine tree was all it took to crash the balloon. Maybe they should look into another mode of transportation? But then again... He'd miss seeing his face whenever he hopped into their ride. Maybe they could get a jet with his face painted on instead?
But he'd worry about that later since... Tadaa! Look at what he'd stumbled upon! A nice abandoned little house nestled away all nice and cozy. A quick tug or two at the door made it obvious enough that the place was locked, so in through the window he went.
Oh, wait, what was that?
Shit. Abort mission, I repeat, abort mission, this place wasn't abandoned after all. He did his best to dive underneath a nearby table before the girl could see him, but, unfortunately, the noise he made while doing so was pretty loud.
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Ay-ay-ay, where had they crash landed this time? Jeez, you'd think that after years of flying the same balloon, they'd know how to pilot it! It hadn't even been that twerp's Pikachu's fault this time. No, Jessie and James just flew the whole balloon into some random tree.
Seriously, where was this place, anyway? Everyone was dressed sort of weird and there wasn't another Pokemon anywhere in sight! He really hated striking up conversations with humans that didn't already know about his SUPER COOL speech ability, but, eh. Didn't look like there was anything else he could do a this point. Where had those two numbskull friends of his gone anyway? All right, here we go. Just pick the first person you see.
"Hey, you. Where is dis place?"
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He should have known not to trust Jessie and James to go looking for food all on their own. I mean jeez, how long did it take to buy some sandwiches? Oh, wait. hey didn't have any money, did they? Okay, he really should have gone along with them in that case, then. I mean, who was better at stealing things than a cat?
Either way, here he was, standing in the middle of this Unovan own tapping his foot impatiently and, admittedly, not in the best mood. Which didn't help his temper at all, so when he saw a girl look at him weird for like two milliseconds...
"What'cha lookin' at, twerp? What, ya ain't used ta Meowths walkin' on two legs?" How much do you want to bet that she's even less used to Meowths walking on two legs who talk?
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?
"Da trusty ol' guitar, prob'ly! It gots a lotta memories packed inta it, dat's for sure." Not all good ones, sure, but oh well. Besides, he really didn't own too many other inanimate objects.