#svndrenched

"Trapinch line, duh.

Flygon should've been Bug/Dragon, fuck y'all and your Ground type shit.

…also any Pokèmon that might piss anyone off.

height thing meme thing KJASHDKJA

look at thEM LOOK AT THEM LOOK AT HOW THEY

for riku and etna

[ sexuality hc ; ACCEPTINGS ]

[ is it okay to say big boobs for both of them ]

[ okay no well, for riku specifically the bar is very low. Like he doesn't give a damn about someone's look, as long as they seem fun he'd be in for a quickie that's why he was okay with jax at first and now he isn't!! he used to be hot but maaaaan he's SOOOOOOO rude and boriiiiiing <3

'not kalosian,' like jupiter can help it. 😠

Tense was right, he was nearly rigid where he sat, staring across the Pokémon center at the Ponyta accompanying their trainer. It is only the other's voice to bring him out of the trance.

"That Pokémon." he points, even from this distance one could see the wounds present on it's legs. It was being pushed too hard. "It is calling out to me. We need to help."

"hm - ? " sam peels his headphones off, following shane's line of sight to the downpour battering the windowpanes. whoever came up with the phrase 'april showers bring may flowers' must've never been to the valley, he thinks - rainstorms are a constant here from first bloom to first snow.

he leans against the broom he's been using to sweep up the same pile of dirt for the past half-hour, chin atop the handle. morris, like most aspects of his job, makes him kind of sad to think about. his uptight demeanor and totalitarian ways aside, is there any facet of his personality that isn't directly linked to joja corp...? does he have any friends ? family ? interests beyond collecting bowties and terrorizing minimum wage workers ? even pam seems to get more out of life than that.

What wasn’t to like about Salome? She was smart, she was sciencey. And a different kind of sciencey than West had seen in a long time. Plant sciencey. She could tell you the differences between stuff. West had about six categories of plant knowledge: dead, not dead, edible, might kill you, pretty, not pretty.

He’d heard her around the settlement enough, helped out with the farming while he was here because he was another pair of hands if people didn’t need doctorin’ up or turrets and robots didn’t need fixin’.

West hadn’t had the courage to actually speak to her much. He sipped his Nuka and beer, not a great combo, but the last of the whisky was gone by the time he’d gotten to the party.

“I suppose you’ve got some cool facts about why that twig is hanging up there?” West glanced to the sprig of mistletoe hanging between them. He was pretty sure it was fake. Most of the green ‘garland’ was fake. Someone found some Christmas decorations in an abandon Vault, which made West feel simultaneously nostalgic and depressed all at once. But he wasn’t going to rain on someone else’s party.

“People have been avoiding it.” He straightened up a little against the door frame, “Should we be standing under it?”

　　' the mayor told me i should stay away from the water, but i can't help it. the beach just... puts me at ease. ' rosemary sighed as she sat on the sands, still far away from the gently lapping waves and the creaking dock. since she'd washed up on their shores with no memory of how she'd gotten there, she'd found a small place of her own within the other villagers of pelican town, but it still didn't make her feel whole. not without knowing where that longing for the sea came from. ' it's relaxing though, isn't it? '