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Some cringe moment (in my opinion)

Weird thing happened (obviously)

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A Rarepair ship

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Title: Of Stars and Flirtation

Summary:

Terapagos, the mischievous and charming Pokémon embodying the might of the Terastal Phenomenon, has a penchant for flirtation—particularly with the Alpha Pokémon himself, Arceus. Arceus, ever stoic and oblivious, finds Terapagos' comments confusing at best and oddly entertaining at worst. Meanwhile, Dialga, Palkia, and Giratina—the Creation Trio—are caught in a constant tug-of-war between protecting their father’s dignity and resisting the overwhelming urge to teach that smug turtle a lesson.

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Chapter 1: The Turtle and the God

High above in the ethereal realm of the Hall of Origin, Arceus stood, contemplating the balance of the multiverse. He was serene as ever, radiating divine energy.

That is, until he arrived.

“Terapagos,” Arceus said in his calm, echoing voice, acknowledging the presence of the glowing turtle who had a penchant for making an entrance. “You’ve come unannounced again.”

“Oh, but dear Arceus,” Terapagos purred, slowly circling the godlike Pokémon. His crystalline shell sparkled like the night sky, casting a rainbow of colors. “Do I really need an invitation to bask in your divine radiance?”

Arceus blinked, head tilting slightly. “My radiance is the result of universal order, not… something to bask in.”

Terapagos smirked, his golden eyes glinting with playful mischief. “And yet, I can’t seem to stay away. Strange, isn’t it?”

In the shadows of the Hall, three pairs of glowing eyes watched.

“He’s doing it again,” Dialga growled, his metallic voice vibrating with restrained fury.

“Why doesn’t Father stop him?” Palkia whispered, clenching his claws. “It’s so embarrassing!”

Giratina, lounging upside down on a nearby rift, snorted. “Because Father’s clueless. Terapagos could recite poetry about his hooves, and he’d still think it was about universal symmetry.”

“Should we… intervene?” Dialga asked, his temporal powers sparking in frustration.

“Not yet,” Giratina said with a wicked grin. “Let’s see how far the turtle pushes his luck.”

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Chapter 2: Oblivion or Obsession?

As the days passed, Terapagos became bolder in his flirtations, often lounging in Arceus’ presence with an air of casual audacity.

“Arceus,” Terapagos said one day, resting his chin on his crystalline claws. “Do you ever get tired of being so… perfect?”

“I do not tire,” Arceus replied matter-of-factly. “Perfection is not tiring; it is necessary for maintaining balance.”

Terapagos chuckled. “And here I thought you might have a softer side beneath all that divinity.” He leaned closer, his voice dipping to a near whisper. “You know, a side only I could see.”

From across the Hall, a blast of temporal energy narrowly missed Terapagos, who ducked just in time.

“Oops,” Dialga said with feigned innocence, his tail swishing irritably. “My time distortion slipped.”

Terapagos smirked, unbothered by the near attack. “Careful, Dialga. Wouldn’t want to upset your dear father by accidentally harming his favorite guest.”

“That’s it!” Palkia snarled, stepping forward, his spatial rift claws gleaming. “I’m going to—”

“Enough,” Arceus interrupted, his voice firm but calm. The Creation Trio immediately froze, their respect for their father overriding their frustrations.

Terapagos, of course, was utterly unfazed. “Oh, Arceus, you’re so commanding when you want to be. I must admit, it’s… rather attractive.”

Arceus blinked again. “Attractive? You refer to my commanding tone as an efficient tool for order?”

Dialga groaned. Palkia facepalmed. Giratina wheezed with laughter.

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Chapter 3: Chaos Ensues

One fateful day, Terapagos went too far.

He brought flowers.

Not just any flowers, but an elaborate bouquet of Lum Berry blossoms and shimmering petals from another dimension. He presented them to Arceus with a dramatic flourish.

“For you, my divine light,” Terapagos said, bowing deeply.

Arceus tilted his head. “Why are you presenting me with flora?”

“To express my admiration, of course,” Terapagos said smoothly.

Before Arceus could respond, the Creation Trio descended like a thunderstorm.

“THAT’S IT!” Dialga roared, summoning a torrent of temporal distortions.

“I WILL END YOU, TURTLE!” Palkia bellowed, tearing open rifts in space.

“Finally!” Giratina cackled, diving at Terapagos with wild glee.

Terapagos, however, was no ordinary Pokémon. With a sly grin, he dodged their attacks with ease, his crystalline shell deflecting their blows as he danced around the chaos.

“Now, now,” he teased. “Is this any way to treat your father’s… special friend?”

“YOU ARE NOT SPECIAL!” Dialga and Palkia shouted in unison.

As the Hall of Origin descended into chaos, Arceus watched, utterly unperturbed.

“This is… unusual,” he mused aloud, turning to Terapagos. “Why do they react so strongly to your presence?”

Terapagos dodged another strike from Giratina, then winked at Arceus. “Oh, I’m sure it’s just sibling rivalry. They’re jealous of the attention I give you.”

“Attention?” Arceus asked, genuinely puzzled.

Dialga groaned. “HOW CAN YOU NOT SEE IT?!”

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Epilogue: Unlikely Harmony

Eventually, Arceus called for order, his divine power forcing everyone to cease their fighting. Terapagos, ever cheeky, gave a final wink to the fuming Creation Trio before retreating to his usual spot beside Arceus.

As the Trio grumbled amongst themselves, Arceus turned to Terapagos.

“You are… peculiar,” he admitted. “But your presence does not disrupt balance, so you may stay.”

Terapagos smirked. “I knew you’d come around.”

From the shadows, the Creation Trio vowed to find a way to rid themselves of the turtle—without incurring their father’s wrath.

Little did they know, Terapagos had no intention of leaving. After all, how could he resist the challenge of wooing the most oblivious god in the multiverse?

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I know it's the most random ship that I've probably ever shown in the Tumblr. Just please don't hating alright? After all it was an Rarepair

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Serena was with her Mother Pokemon, Fletchling she was in a crowd of full of People and Pokemon but without her Mother in sights the Small Serena trying to look around the Station but ended up getting lost, she was crying because she can't find her mom while Fletchling trying to cheer her up by chirping but nothing works well until. One of the Subway Boss, Emmet with her Partner, Galvantula was around the station she found the small Serena who we're crying so he approaching Serena wondering what could possibly made her crying.

After knowing what just happened, Emmet reported to Ingo about the kid situation and seemly like she get lost with her parents, Serena just stay close to Emmet who we're reporting it to Ingo her Mother Fletchling was in her shoulder and looking around the station for a little bit.

So in the meantime the small Serena was with Emmet, she was too nervous and scared to say anything so Emmet trying to calm her down with her little friends, Joltik that Serena quickly calm down and quickly got interested in the Joltik. She was like petting the Joltik while Emmet was looking around holding the girl wrist so she doesn't get lost again, after some hour (2 to 3 hours in total) Emmet found Serena mother and quickly, Serena hug her Mom.

After Serena Mom said thank you to Emmet, Serena was really grateful for Emmet who helped her to find her mother. And that's a little journey of Small Serena who get lost in the Gear station

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Bonus Headcanon: Serena then starting to like the Pokemon Joltik and their evolution line because of her accident in the train station, She always hoping to meet with Emmet again but wondering would Emmet still remember about her but doesn't think that much.

(Emmet still remember about her especially that Serena was actually a literal Daughter of a Popular Rhyhorn Racer, which it was her Mother obviously. And he still remember about the accident).

Headcanon:Emmet Joltik population almost the same as Joltik from another Area where they can be found, so Emmet sometimes giving someone his Joltik as memorial for the passenger (And also he doesn't want there's more of them that might be causing some trouble in The Subway Train).

⚠Warning⚠

This is just my Headcanon of some of the Characters.

All of the story wasn't Canon and it's just a Fan made story that I ask ChatGPT to made me for.

Don't judge me because of this.

If you don't like this scroll down and ignore it.

Do not hating in the comments since this wasn't that big of a deal.

Title: The Keeper of Time and the Seed of Eternity

After the harrowing events of Pokémon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Sky, Dialga, the Temporal Pokémon, stood atop Temporal Tower, gazing at the horizon. The tower had been restored, the flow of time stabilized, and the world saved thanks to the heroic efforts of the Pokémon explorers. Despite his role as the overseer of time, Dialga couldn't help but feel an unfamiliar sense of relief and gratitude.

As Dialga shifted his focus to the endless tapestry of time, he noticed a faint anomaly, a tiny spark in the timeline he had just repaired. Intrigued but cautious, he reached out with his powers to investigate. Time swirled and coalesced in his massive claws, forming a tiny, pulsating orb of temporal energy. Before he could fully comprehend what was happening, the energy took shape—a small, green Pokémon with big, curious eyes and a familiar aura.

It was a Celebi.

But this wasn't the pink Celebi who had assisted the heroes during their journey. This Celebi was normal—a bright green with a curious gleam in its eyes. It looked up at Dialga with innocent wonder, its tiny body barely able to stay afloat with its undeveloped powers.

Dialga tilted his head, confused and concerned. How could this have happened? Celebi, the guardian of the forest and a fellow traveler of time, was not meant to be duplicated. Yet, here it was—a baby Celebi, born from the remnants of the temporal rift.

"How… peculiar," Dialga rumbled, his deep voice resonating through the chamber. He extended a claw gently, and the baby Celebi wobbled unsteadily before landing in his palm. It cooed softly, clutching at his metallic digits with its tiny hands.

For the first time in his existence, Dialga felt something he couldn't quite identify. Was it responsibility? Attachment? Perhaps a mix of both. This Celebi was his creation, unintended though it was, and it was now his responsibility. As the ruler of time, he had countless duties, but none as immediate and fragile as this one.

A New Chapter Begins

Raising the baby Celebi was no simple task. Despite its temporal origins, the Celebi was far too young to harness any significant powers. It could barely fly without wobbling, let alone manipulate time or protect the forest. Dialga had to learn to balance his duties as the Temporal Pokémon with his newfound role as a caretaker.

At first, Dialga struggled. The baby Celebi was curious and mischievous, often wandering around Temporal Tower and getting into trouble. It would tug at the glowing gears, hover near unstable temporal rifts, and even try to gnaw on Dialga’s metallic tail. Dialga’s booming reprimands often startled the little Celebi, causing it to tear up and cry. Dialga quickly realized that his usual commanding presence wouldn't work here. He needed patience.

As time went on, Dialga adapted. He created a small garden within the tower, using his powers to accelerate the growth of plants and trees, mimicking the forest Celebi would one day call home. Here, the baby Celebi could play and explore safely. Dialga would watch over it, occasionally using his temporal abilities to rewind time slightly when Celebi stumbled or got hurt.

Bond Beyond Time

Despite the challenges, Dialga found joy in raising Celebi. Its laughter echoed through the tower, a sound that brought a rare warmth to the ancient structure. Celebi, in turn, grew attached to Dialga, often nuzzling against his massive frame or falling asleep in his claws.

One day, while watching Celebi chase after a glowing temporal wisp, Dialga reflected on the peculiar turn of events. He, the guardian of time, had always been a solitary figure, distant from the lives he governed. Yet now, he had become a parent—a guide to a small life that depended on him completely.

“Perhaps,” Dialga mused, “even the keeper of time needs to be reminded of its value.”

Though Celebi was still too young to understand its purpose, Dialga knew that one day it would grow into its role as a guardian of the forest and time. Until then, he would protect and nurture it, ensuring it had the strength and wisdom to face the challenges ahead.

A Timeless Bond

As the days turned into weeks and months, Dialga and Celebi formed a bond unlike any other. The Temporal Tower, once a solemn and lonely place, now echoed with the sounds of life and laughter. Dialga found himself cherishing these moments, knowing that even for a Pokémon who governed time itself, some things were beyond measure.

The world outside continued its endless march through time, but within the tower, a new story was unfolding—a story of growth, love, and the unbreakable bond between a keeper of time and the tiny life he had inadvertently brought into existence.

And so, Dialga raised the little Celebi, not just as a guardian of time but as a parent, learning that even in the vast, unyielding flow of time, moments of connection and care could create ripples that would last forever.

⚠Warning ⚠

There's kinda some uncomfortable moment that might be not into your liking.

There some Pokemon Ship in the story I made, but it's really weird I am sure no one would like the story at all.

If there's something wrong in the story, it was by the Ai itself like I'm said earlier.

It also kinda toxic story and sort of angst? I guess, and also it was Romance.

Ship: Calyrex X Eternatus

(I know it's weird but I'm a fan of Toxic relationship and also some angst and I am like Love and Hate Relationship so I hope you all okay with it.)

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Title: "Crown of Chaos"

Setting: Galar Region, post-Dynamax crisis.

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Calyrex, the regal and poised King of Bountiful Harvests, had always prided himself on maintaining balance and harmony. Eternatus, on the other hand, was chaos incarnate, a serpent of destruction that thrived on disharmony. Fate, however, decided to weave their paths together in a manner neither could have anticipated.

Chapter 1: A Fateful Encounter

Calyrex was overseeing the regrowth of the tundra in the Crown Tundra after the damage caused by Eternatus’ influence during the Dynamax crisis. The quiet serenity was interrupted by a dark, oppressive energy that sent shivers through Calyrex’s delicate vines.

“Eternatus…” Calyrex muttered, floating toward the source. “What brings you here? Surely chaos has no place in my domain.”

Eternatus coiled lazily in the icy winds, its massive frame radiating an aura of disdain. “Oh, relax, your majesty,” it hissed mockingly. “I was just… admiring your little garden. Very quaint.”

Calyrex’s eye twitched. “You are not welcome here.”

“And yet, here I am.”

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Chapter 2: An Uneasy Alliance

Despite their mutual disdain, an unexpected threat to the Galar region emerged—an ancient, slumbering Pokémon whose power rivaled both of theirs. Begrudgingly, Calyrex and Eternatus agreed to a temporary alliance to protect the land.

Their bickering was incessant.

“Must you always destroy things to make a point?” Calyrex snapped, dodging one of Eternatus’s errant energy blasts.

“Must you always lecture me about morality?” Eternatus shot back. “You’re like a walking ethics textbook.”

Yet, through their shared battles, an unsettling bond began to form. Eternatus found himself oddly captivated by Calyrex’s unwavering determination and the way his crown shimmered in the moonlight. Calyrex, though reluctant to admit it, found Eternatus’s raw power… alluring.

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Chapter 3: The Dance of Dysfunction

The alliance ended, but their interactions didn’t. Eternatus began appearing in the tundra under the guise of “checking in,” though his true intentions were far from noble.

“You could’ve destroyed that predator with a single thought,” Eternatus drawled one evening as they sat near a frozen lake. “Why hold back?”

“Because life, no matter how small, deserves respect,” Calyrex replied firmly.

Eternatus sneered, but there was a flicker of something else—admiration, perhaps? “You’re insufferable,” he muttered.

“And you are reckless.”

Their words clashed like swords, yet beneath the venom was an undeniable tension neither could ignore.

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Chapter 4: Toxic Tendencies

Their connection deepened, but it was far from healthy. Eternatus’s unpredictable nature clashed violently with Calyrex’s need for control.

“You can’t keep trying to change me!” Eternatus roared after one of their many arguments.

“And you can’t keep tearing down everything I build!” Calyrex retorted.

Their toxic dynamic became a cycle: fiery arguments, icy silences, and bittersweet reconciliations. Eternatus would mock Calyrex’s ideals, only to return with a rare flower he’d found, claiming it was “worthless” but “might suit your ridiculous crown.”

Calyrex, for his part, would chastise Eternatus for his destruction, only to secretly admire his raw honesty and passion.

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Chapter 5: Love in Chaos

One fateful night, under the Aurora Borealis, Eternatus finally confessed, in his own twisted way.

“You frustrate me, Calyrex. You make me question everything I’ve ever known. And I hate it. But I can’t stop coming back.”

Calyrex’s heart raced, though he kept his composure. “You are chaos, Eternatus. Yet… even chaos has beauty.”

Their relationship remained turbulent, filled with fiery clashes and quiet moments of vulnerability. They were opposites in every sense, but somehow, they fit together in a way that made no sense—yet felt undeniable.

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Epilogue: Crown and Claws

Their story was far from a fairytale. They fought often, loved fiercely, and danced on the line between harmony and discord. But in their own chaotic way, they found a balance that only they could understand.

And perhaps, that was enough.

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I'm make a Story About Pokemon, Ceruledge and Armarouge. It was a Love Story btw (Also it was BL, if you don't like it just don't read it.)

Anyways I want to show aether as a designer. Kinda bad tho