i guess this has been a long time coming, but i figured i’d make an official post about it. i’d like to announce that i’m officially leaving the rotumblr community.

there are quite a few reasons i’ve come to this decision. but i’m not trying to bore everyone to tears, so i’ll keep it short. i’ve been involved in this community for a long while. well over a year, and as time went on writing on here became less and less fun. i kept going for a long while even after i was sick of it, but to make a long story short, i’m tired. i’m not obligated to continue existing in this space. i’m an adult, i have many things to worry about, and my interests have expanded beyond pokemon. i simply don’t have it in me to continue.

that said, i will always cherish the memories i made here. met a lot of great people, made a lot of friends, had a lot of fun. but it’s time to move on with my life. thanks for everything, rotumblr community. and goodnight.

if you’d like to keep in touch, feel free to hit up my inbox on my main, @peachyyjellie

i do also have a discord that i’m more active on, but that will be reserved for those i’m close with. ]

[ interactions open !! If you wanna interact u can just be walking by or sitting down to eat too i do not really mind. tbh im just practicing how i write her]

Iono yawns as she plops down on an outdoor table to consume a very tasty and very overflowing sandwich, her Mismagius trailing behind to watch her back. The coat she's usually wearing is tied around her waist, mostly because she's not in the mood for getting Dr Scovillian BBQ Sauce on her coat when she digs into the sandwich already falling apart in her hands.

(At least she has a lot of napkins under her to catch the bacon and peppers before they hit the table and become uneatable.)

Has it been a long day? Yeah, you could say that. After all, she usually plops down on outdoor tables with the biggest sandwich she can make after long days. The only reason she's probably not allowed to say it's been a long day unless she's joking is because it's barely one in the afternoon and she doesn't officially end her day until dinner at 5:20. Perhaps she's just hungry. And a little angry. Hangry, then.

he would much rather be spending his day the way he spends most of his days off. rotting in bed, all while drinking his sorrows away. but alas, grusha isn’t known for getting what he wants.

altaria and gyarados wanted to go out. as much as he tried to resist, going as far as to seal the two away in their pokeballs, the two rambunctious pokemon would not take no for an answer. so grusha finds himself outside on a disgustingly sunny day. still wearing his usual winter coat and scarf.

altaria, who had taken the lead on their little journey, repeatedly looked back, just to make sure grusha was still following her. all while gyarados seemed distracted by just about everything he laid eyes on. he’d stop to sniff every few seconds. grass, flowers, rocks, dirt, wild pokemon. you’d think he’d never been out in the wild before this day.

grusha adjusts his scarf as he continues down the path. he walks with a slight limp. the pain is getting to him today, but it’s not completely unbearable either. plus, he wasn’t planning on staying out much longer. he was going to grab a bite to eat, and then he was in a taxi and on his merry way back home. but of course…

She waves excitedly at Grusha as she sets down the sandwich, nodding to the sandwich place and then pointing straight down to the table she's sitting at in what she thinks is a clear indication of an invitation to sit or eat, though in case it doesn't work she whisper-yells "here!!"

The sandwich off her mind for the time being, (though her stomach is beginning to growl a little) she wipes hands on a napkin beside her, pushing herself and the sandwich to the side of the table so he can sit beside her if he'd like. Or in front. Both is good!

[ well…he could just pretend he didn’t see or hear her, make his way to the shop, and then he could simply wait it out until iono leaves. then again, there might be fans in the shop too. maybe there was a back door he could slip out through…no, his leg is already hurting as is, he doesn’t need to be sneaking around a business.

grusha’s train of thought is interrupted by altaria brushing past him, floating on over to iono’s table without a care in the world.

god fucking dammit.

grusha lets out a defeated sigh. he knows good and well altaria does not take no for an answer. and he certainly isn’t in the mood to get pecked in the face a million times. gyarados wanders over to the table as well, now sniffing at the sandwich. interesting.

grusha simply pinches the bridge of his nose. how he wishes the earth below him would open up and swallow him whole. ]

I’ll. Get our food. Give me a minute.

She's about to ask Grusha if Gyarados can have a little bit because it's just so sweet that it's sniffing her sandwich and besides the thing is more of a pile of ingredients now, but then he murmurs something she thinks is about getting food before disappearing into the shop, and shrugs, carefully placing an extra napkin over her food to protect it for now.

"I should have offered to pay," she mutters to herself, making a mental note to offer again once he gets back. Though it's not like she really had the time to say it between when he saw her and when he went to get food. Then again, if she hadn't been so delighted by Altaria—

gyarados continues to sniff at the sandwich, his teeth ghosting the napkin. that is, until grusha emerged out of the shop, bag of food in his hand. hey, at least the line was practically nonexistent.

he lets out a sigh as he makes his way over to the table, opting to sit across from iono. he sets the bag on the table. without a word, he digs into the bag, first pulling out an ice cold bottle of beer. grusha had the feeling he’d need to be the tiniest bit buzzed to get through this interaction.

Her eyes go to the beer and she almost makes a face. Almost. But it's his decision— 'sides, she's not known for her good taste herself.

"Your Pokemon are such cuties!" she gushes, smiling wide enough to show a good portion of her sharp teeth. "Can I make a teensy donation to your Gyarados? It's suuper interested in my sandwich. Not that it's much of a sandwich anymore, nyehehe!"

Truth be told, this is how most of her food ends up. At least she got a plastic fork in case it did fall apart the second she picked it up. It's not her fault entirely— any kid in Paldea with a voracious appetite has definitely had an overstuffed sandwich deconstruct itself in front of them.

I'm thinking about food too much, she thinks and then remembers her manners.

he takes a looooong sip before speaking. ]

Donation? What’re you talking ab—

[ then his eyes fall to gyarados. yeah, this was typical of him. to beg and beg and beg until he got what he wanted. in most cases, being food. grusha simply shrugs. ]

You can if you want. Don’t look at me when he starts begging for more.

[ donation? why couldn’t she just word it like any other person would have? was she really that absorbed in her content that it had an impact on her daily life? geez. ]

You don’t have to do that, y’know.

[ he sighs, before taking a bite of his sandwich. he typically didn’t go out with others, but on the off chance he did, he didn’t necessarily appreciate others paying for him. he was a gym leader, he was paid well, he could afford his own food.

[ interactions open !! If you wanna interact u can just be walking by or sitting down to eat too i do not really mind. tbh im just practicing how i write her]

Iono yawns as she plops down on an outdoor table to consume a very tasty and very overflowing sandwich, her Mismagius trailing behind to watch her back. The coat she's usually wearing is tied around her waist, mostly because she's not in the mood for getting Dr Scovillian BBQ Sauce on her coat when she digs into the sandwich already falling apart in her hands.

(At least she has a lot of napkins under her to catch the bacon and peppers before they hit the table and become uneatable.)

Has it been a long day? Yeah, you could say that. After all, she usually plops down on outdoor tables with the biggest sandwich she can make after long days. The only reason she's probably not allowed to say it's been a long day unless she's joking is because it's barely one in the afternoon and she doesn't officially end her day until dinner at 5:20. Perhaps she's just hungry. And a little angry. Hangry, then.

he would much rather be spending his day the way he spends most of his days off. rotting in bed, all while drinking his sorrows away. but alas, grusha isn’t known for getting what he wants.

altaria and gyarados wanted to go out. as much as he tried to resist, going as far as to seal the two away in their pokeballs, the two rambunctious pokemon would not take no for an answer. so grusha finds himself outside on a disgustingly sunny day. still wearing his usual winter coat and scarf.

altaria, who had taken the lead on their little journey, repeatedly looked back, just to make sure grusha was still following her. all while gyarados seemed distracted by just about everything he laid eyes on. he’d stop to sniff every few seconds. grass, flowers, rocks, dirt, wild pokemon. you’d think he’d never been out in the wild before this day.

grusha adjusts his scarf as he continues down the path. he walks with a slight limp. the pain is getting to him today, but it’s not completely unbearable either. plus, he wasn’t planning on staying out much longer. he was going to grab a bite to eat, and then he was in a taxi and on his merry way back home. but of course…

She waves excitedly at Grusha as she sets down the sandwich, nodding to the sandwich place and then pointing straight down to the table she's sitting at in what she thinks is a clear indication of an invitation to sit or eat, though in case it doesn't work she whisper-yells "here!!"

The sandwich off her mind for the time being, (though her stomach is beginning to growl a little) she wipes hands on a napkin beside her, pushing herself and the sandwich to the side of the table so he can sit beside her if he'd like. Or in front. Both is good!

[ well…he could just pretend he didn’t see or hear her, make his way to the shop, and then he could simply wait it out until iono leaves. then again, there might be fans in the shop too. maybe there was a back door he could slip out through…no, his leg is already hurting as is, he doesn’t need to be sneaking around a business.

grusha’s train of thought is interrupted by altaria brushing past him, floating on over to iono’s table without a care in the world.

god fucking dammit.

grusha lets out a defeated sigh. he knows good and well altaria does not take no for an answer. and he certainly isn’t in the mood to get pecked in the face a million times. gyarados wanders over to the table as well, now sniffing at the sandwich. interesting.

grusha simply pinches the bridge of his nose. how he wishes the earth below him would open up and swallow him whole. ]

I’ll. Get our food. Give me a minute.

She's about to ask Grusha if Gyarados can have a little bit because it's just so sweet that it's sniffing her sandwich and besides the thing is more of a pile of ingredients now, but then he murmurs something she thinks is about getting food before disappearing into the shop, and shrugs, carefully placing an extra napkin over her food to protect it for now.

"I should have offered to pay," she mutters to herself, making a mental note to offer again once he gets back. Though it's not like she really had the time to say it between when he saw her and when he went to get food. Then again, if she hadn't been so delighted by Altaria—

gyarados continues to sniff at the sandwich, his teeth ghosting the napkin. that is, until grusha emerged out of the shop, bag of food in his hand. hey, at least the line was practically nonexistent.

he lets out a sigh as he makes his way over to the table, opting to sit across from iono. he sets the bag on the table. without a word, he digs into the bag, first pulling out an ice cold bottle of beer. grusha had the feeling he’d need to be the tiniest bit buzzed to get through this interaction.

[ interactions open !! If you wanna interact u can just be walking by or sitting down to eat too i do not really mind. tbh im just practicing how i write her]

Iono yawns as she plops down on an outdoor table to consume a very tasty and very overflowing sandwich, her Mismagius trailing behind to watch her back. The coat she's usually wearing is tied around her waist, mostly because she's not in the mood for getting Dr Scovillian BBQ Sauce on her coat when she digs into the sandwich already falling apart in her hands.

(At least she has a lot of napkins under her to catch the bacon and peppers before they hit the table and become uneatable.)

Has it been a long day? Yeah, you could say that. After all, she usually plops down on outdoor tables with the biggest sandwich she can make after long days. The only reason she's probably not allowed to say it's been a long day unless she's joking is because it's barely one in the afternoon and she doesn't officially end her day until dinner at 5:20. Perhaps she's just hungry. And a little angry. Hangry, then.

he would much rather be spending his day the way he spends most of his days off. rotting in bed, all while drinking his sorrows away. but alas, grusha isn’t known for getting what he wants.

altaria and gyarados wanted to go out. as much as he tried to resist, going as far as to seal the two away in their pokeballs, the two rambunctious pokemon would not take no for an answer. so grusha finds himself outside on a disgustingly sunny day. still wearing his usual winter coat and scarf.

altaria, who had taken the lead on their little journey, repeatedly looked back, just to make sure grusha was still following her. all while gyarados seemed distracted by just about everything he laid eyes on. he’d stop to sniff every few seconds. grass, flowers, rocks, dirt, wild pokemon. you’d think he’d never been out in the wild before this day.

grusha adjusts his scarf as he continues down the path. he walks with a slight limp. the pain is getting to him today, but it’s not completely unbearable either. plus, he wasn’t planning on staying out much longer. he was going to grab a bite to eat, and then he was in a taxi and on his merry way back home. but of course…

She waves excitedly at Grusha as she sets down the sandwich, nodding to the sandwich place and then pointing straight down to the table she's sitting at in what she thinks is a clear indication of an invitation to sit or eat, though in case it doesn't work she whisper-yells "here!!"

The sandwich off her mind for the time being, (though her stomach is beginning to growl a little) she wipes hands on a napkin beside her, pushing herself and the sandwich to the side of the table so he can sit beside her if he'd like. Or in front. Both is good!

[ well…he could just pretend he didn’t see or hear her, make his way to the shop, and then he could simply wait it out until iono leaves. then again, there might be fans in the shop too. maybe there was a back door he could slip out through…no, his leg is already hurting as is, he doesn’t need to be sneaking around a business.

grusha’s train of thought is interrupted by altaria brushing past him, floating on over to iono’s table without a care in the world.

god fucking dammit.

grusha lets out a defeated sigh. he knows good and well altaria does not take no for an answer. and he certainly isn’t in the mood to get pecked in the face a million times. gyarados wanders over to the table as well, now sniffing at the sandwich. interesting.

grusha simply pinches the bridge of his nose. how he wishes the earth below him would open up and swallow him whole. ]

I’ll. Get our food. Give me a minute.

[ interactions open !! If you wanna interact u can just be walking by or sitting down to eat too i do not really mind. tbh im just practicing how i write her]

Iono yawns as she plops down on an outdoor table to consume a very tasty and very overflowing sandwich, her Mismagius trailing behind to watch her back. The coat she's usually wearing is tied around her waist, mostly because she's not in the mood for getting Dr Scovillian BBQ Sauce on her coat when she digs into the sandwich already falling apart in her hands.

(At least she has a lot of napkins under her to catch the bacon and peppers before they hit the table and become uneatable.)

Has it been a long day? Yeah, you could say that. After all, she usually plops down on outdoor tables with the biggest sandwich she can make after long days. The only reason she's probably not allowed to say it's been a long day unless she's joking is because it's barely one in the afternoon and she doesn't officially end her day until dinner at 5:20. Perhaps she's just hungry. And a little angry. Hangry, then.

he would much rather be spending his day the way he spends most of his days off. rotting in bed, all while drinking his sorrows away. but alas, grusha isn’t known for getting what he wants.

altaria and gyarados wanted to go out. as much as he tried to resist, going as far as to seal the two away in their pokeballs, the two rambunctious pokemon would not take no for an answer. so grusha finds himself outside on a disgustingly sunny day. still wearing his usual winter coat and scarf.

altaria, who had taken the lead on their little journey, repeatedly looked back, just to make sure grusha was still following her. all while gyarados seemed distracted by just about everything he laid eyes on. he’d stop to sniff every few seconds. grass, flowers, rocks, dirt, wild pokemon. you’d think he’d never been out in the wild before this day.

grusha adjusts his scarf as he continues down the path. he walks with a slight limp. the pain is getting to him today, but it’s not completely unbearable either. plus, he wasn’t planning on staying out much longer. he was going to grab a bite to eat, and then he was in a taxi and on his merry way back home. but of course…

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