Graveflower

[Independent RP blog for Diao Ruolan, Pokemon Conquest OC.]

[pokemonrpmemes]

The pokémon headcanon ask meme!

How did your muse meet their first pokémon?

Do they own any proper starter pokémon? [Charmander, mudkip, etc]

Does your muse have any special pokémon? [Shiny, different colored, different typed [Delta Species], breed variants, etc]

Does your muse name their pokémon? Is there any theme to their names if so?

Do they keep their pokémon in their pokéballs, or allow them to roam freely?

Do they have a favorite pokéball type?

What type does your muse specialize in, if any?

Which pokémon is considered your muse’s ace?

Which pokémon species do they love the most, if any? Do they own one?

Has your muse ever met a legendary pokémon? If so, what happened?

Has your muse ever lost one of their pokémon? If so, how did it happen?

Which berry is their favorite? How do they like to eat it? [On its own, in a pie, smoothie, etc]

Has your muse ever traveled outside of their hometown? How about their home region?

What are your muse’s opinions on battling?

What trainer class would your muse fall under?

Is your muse part of an evil team? If not, would they join one? Why or why not?

Does your muse personally know a famous trainer, past simply challenging them? [League member, protagonist, contest star, etc]

Has your muse taken the league challenge? If so, what happened?

Does your muse have any pokémon that you, the mun, have used in any of your playthroughs?

Did you give your muse any of your favorite pokémon?

Do you follow the headcanon that real animals exist in the pokémon world? Why or why not?

Do you follow the headcanon that certain ghost pokémon used to be human? [Yamask, gengar, etc]

Do you believe that all pokémon are capable of human speech [even if limited], or only certain species?

 How literal do you think the pokédex is?

Wildcard! Mun gives a headcanon about their favorite pokémon.

[wickedorchids]

    ...Oh man, that’s right. There’s a good reason why he never comes back to visit.

    And that’s not even getting into her truce with Dragnor-

[rangeronsafari]

@wickedorchids || local lesbian gets sent to the isle of lesbos

This was bar none the strangest assignment Amber had ever been sent on. Yes, Rangers were intended to be able to travel. Yes, that included internationally. Still, they were usually prepped on where the Union sent them. Part of passing into a higher rank required learning about the different regions of the world.

No one—no one—had told her there was an island stuck in the sengoku period. She was friends with people at rank ten! They would have told her about the sengoku island!

According to the files passed on along with her new assignment, one of the kingdoms (yes, kingdoms) was in need of help rebuilding. The bigwig in charge of the region had visited one of the places Amber knew about, and during that visit had learned of the Ranger Union.

Poké Balls hadn’t been introduced there yet, because they were stuck in the sengoku period, and the Capture Stylers appeared to have made a good impression.

Naturally. They were the best.

So because the one kingdom needed the help, and the Union wanted to show off the superiority of the Stylers, Amber was on her way to sengoku island. Chrysalia, to be specific. To meet its warlord, because of course they had those.

[wickedorchids]

    As fun as freeloading had been before she’d had any real responsibility, asking anyone for anything now was...no, humiliating was the only word for it. Ruolan was loathe to prostrate herself and ask for anything, but her kingdom badly needed it, and this Ranger Union seemed like it was qualified enough to offer it.

     So here she stood, nervously smoothing the folds from her nicest kimono. She’d arranged to meet with the representative in the garden outside of the new palace - the building itself was still half-finished, but she hoped that whoever was coming would at least see and understand that they were trying to do better.

     Spotting the woman approaching, Ruolan waved to her, her free hand resting on Tsubaki’s neck. The Scolipede huffed and twined herself around her partner, giving the stranger a sidelong glance.

    “Hello there! You’re from the Ranger’s Union, right?”

[wickedorchids]

moonlitemissary​:

She was another brick in the road to ruin, a building tool to fashion a human’s end. She was the poison that turned drinks sweet. A nightmare that walked at your side while you were fully awake.

“I’m a friend.”

Lunala stroked the woman’s hair. Course ends caught on her nails, snagging the ends of her skin. Did humans never learn to care for themselves? No, no matter. Comfort was important now. If Lunala desired, and if the human proved malleable enough, maybe then Lunala could play the doter.

“It must have been so hard, what led you to such a state. It’s all right, dear. I’ve heard your prayers. I’m here for you. Now, who ails you?”

    Who. Who hadn’t crossed her? Hisahide was the natural answer, but he was dead, free from consequences. But he’d never have been able to get as far as he did without help; she thought of the nobility that he’d paid off to look the other way, the common people so gullible that took his generosity for real benevolence. Even the other warlords, so preoccupied with their own troubles that they’d never once thought to suspect him for what he truly was.

    And every one of them believed it was her fault. Every single one, save for this woman. Dirt and ashes gathered under Ruolan’s nails as she scraped them across the floor, her hair still hanging over her face.

    “Everyone.” Her voice was a hoarse rasp. “This is their fault. This whole fucking kingdom, they’re the ones who did this.”

[wickedorchids]

hirearanseian​:

Normally getting a face-full of boob would have solved all of Shōhei’s emotional duress and material problems. Normally the woman he idolizes isn’t marrying literally the worst man on the planet.

“Bu’ she—she shouldn’t have to marry him!” He hiccups. “Just ‘cause it makes his life easier to have her around! What’s he even gonna do for her anyway?”

    “Baby, you don’t know that.”

    She gave him a few seconds longer to snivel into her chest before pulling him away, holding him at arms’ length.

    “You’re a good boy, and I know you love her, but you two live in different worlds. Sometimes girls get options, sure, but most of us? We have to make the best of what we have. And I think that’s what Miki’s doing. She might not be able to choose what makes her happy, but I think she’s picking the closest possible thing.”

[wickedorchids]

magonumberfive​:

“Whaaaaaaaaat, me? Shoplift?! Never. Not til tomorrow when I get you a dozen roses and a box of chocolates for Valentine’s”  You couldn’t remove the dumb smile off of his face with a crowbar. 

“Honestly I just kinda stumbled back. Got tired of Hoenn again, snuck on a boat. I think the helmsman recognized me but he didn’t say anything, so I slipped him a bottle of whiskey for his troubles.”

    “You are ridiculous. I’m glad you at least paid that man back for helping you, but...”

    Who is she kidding? It’s so good to see him again, it’s hard to find the willpower to scold him for doing something reckless. If anything, the recklessness is kind of sexy on its own-

    “Either way, I’m not sure you should be out where anyone could see you. What do you say we go home, and I can find you a nice cozy hiding place? My retainers know not to say anything.”

[wickedorchids]

magonumberfive​:

“Don’t you know how to make a man feel special.”

    “It’s not hard when he’s a special man.”

    “...For real though, what did you do this time? Did you get caught shoplifting again?”

[wickedorchids]

     “Oh, there’s my favorite national security breach. ♥”

[wickedorchids]

[moonlitemissary]

Over the eons Lunala heard many prayers of humans. Her home was the shining light in the dark, the beacon that shined through even the darkest nights. They prayed to the moon when there were no other gods to hear.

As though she cared what they wished.

Humans who shunned her children. Who forced her loves so far into hiding she had been forced to create a new home so they might live in peace. All the humans deserved was an end.

Unfortunately, Lunala had less control over that than the humans themselves. So she was forced to listen when her home shone bright in the sky. To the pitiful whinings of her lessers.

Sometimes, though, sometimes those prayers spoke of revenge. Of grief and hatred that turned one human on another. On every other human. Those tempted her to answer. A word here, a caress there. Of course she understood. None in the world understood the sting of betrayal better.

Each nudge and whisper a hook in the poor fool that drew her attention.

“Darling,” she crooned, her voice and touch dripping sweet sympathy. “Tell me what they did to you.”

@wickedorchids || let’s fucking gooooooo

[wickedorchids]

    It was over. Ruolan had finally worked herself into a problem she couldn’t escape from.

    Though the fires across the capital had been extinguished, the ruins of the warlord’s palace still smouldered with heat. As she wandered the skeleton of the once-grand building, every footstep sparked with a cloud of embers.

    How unfair it seemed, that Hisahide wasn’t here to face what he’d done. Half the kingdom burned down by his hand, his newborn daughter left behind...and Ruolan, less qualified than anyone, left to pick up the pieces. As if this was all her fault.

    She’d meant to stay just long enough to scrape together whatever she could find in the ruins. But as everything weighed heavier and heavier on her, she felt herself giving in; embers gnawed her skin as she knelt, head in hands, and began to weep.

   “Wh...what?”

    The voice was just as gentle as the hand that touched her head, and Ruolan’s sobbing halted. Whoever this woman was, she didn’t look like anything human - light seemed to radiate from her, even in the depths of the late evening.

    “Who are you...?”

[wickedorchids]

hirearanseian​:

“She better not be,” he sniffles, wiping his nose along the very expensive silk he found for the occasion. “Ugh, does that mean she’s marrying him for his personality? She can’t be! She’s way too smart for him! And pretty! And nice! A-and—”

“Waaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!”

    Ruolan grimaced at the snotty trail left on his sleeve, but knew she had no choice. He was inconsolable in this state, and there was only one thing to fix it-

    “C’mere, you big dummy.”

    Gathering Shouhei in her arms, she pulled him to her chest, a soothing hand rubbing up and down his back. Her voice was calm above his sobbing, even as she rolled her eyes.

    “Listen. Think about it. Does someone like Miki ever marry for love?” A pause. “That’s not a dig at her, but look at her job. Just because Boss can give her a nice life doesn’t mean she likes him, it just means he’s doing good for himself. She doesn’t like him that way, and you damn well know it.”

[ryuojun]

     ❝ There is no alternative. ❞

                                  pokémon conquest oda nobunaga                                                   penned by olli

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[wickedorchids]

ranseiuniter​:

“Woah, really? Scolipede are already pretty big… how big does it have to be to be huge?”

        “Oh, twice as big as Tsubaki easily, and she’s a big girl.”

        Ruolan’s Scolipede gave an indignant chuff, but didn’t seem to disagree.

    “It had this kind of...mask on its face, I think? Something wrong with its face and legs. It seemed like it was sick, so I’d keep an eye out just so whatever was wrong with it doesn’t spread to anything else.”

[ranseiuniter-a]

"I still don't know what Giratina is and at this point I'm a little afraid to ask."

[wickedorchids]

    “It’s probably nothing. People make things up all the time, don’t worry about it.”

    “By the way, did you hear about the huge Scolipede that was here yesterday? I think it’s one of those ones mainlanders call ‘shinies’.”

[historical-rp-memes]

{ Ask yourself a question: Do you feel lucky? Send in “I feel lucky” to find your character at the business end of my character’s weapon }

[only-cat-memes]

[wickedorchids]

hirearanseian​:

He doesn’t want to talk about it. He doesn’t even want to think about it. Miki-nee, a goddess among mortals, and Hisahide?! Shōhei grabs the bottle and takes a swig.

“Ah, sorry Lan-nee. Di’ you want some?”

    “Nah, the sweet stuff always gives me a headache the next day. All yours, baby boy.”

    Sitting down next to Shohei, she reached out to ruffle his hair. He’d never had a chance, not really; Miki had always been out of his league, and it might take him years to realize that. In the meantime, all she could do was comfort him.

    “Would it help if I told you she’s not marrying him for his looks?”