TetrisxCaroline for da crackship >3
Jonathan is sweetheart who does his best to get praise and appreciation from both of his parents. Naya can be a bit more of a prankster, but usually she’s happy running around and pretending to be a flying Pokemon.
With a Shiny uncle and a mother with recessive coloration, there’s a good chance that one of Caroline’s children could be Shiny.
Also, fun fact: Tetris is more capable of having children with Caroline than her current boyfriend.
sometimes i forget how gay i am
Wiley and Mana For the Crackship meme!
Sesanya’s flower produces poisonous sap. I figured Mother would approve.
Lived Long Enough to Become the Villain: Lara
"Yoo pledged all devotion to me, did yoo not?" The Heliolisk loomed over the creature in front of her, watching him shake under her gaze. There was a moment of silence, the start of a stuttering answer, before she cut in. "Vell!?" He flinched and swallowed hard before answering.
"Y-yes, Master Lara." She snorted at the tone of his answer, but accepted it. She had given him a chance to have a life outside of her, but now she could see that it would simply not work. That left her with only one option.
"Gud. Zen yoo vill go tell her zings are over. Zen yoo vill return to me. Ve are leafing." He wavered in place and opened his mouth to argue, but her tail swung around with a loud ‘crack’ against his jaw and the fight was gone.
"Yes, Master Lara." Head hanging, he slowly marched out of the room. She knew he would return. She had made sure that he could not exist without her word, her order. She was all he would ever need.
She would not be left alone again. Not if she could help it.
(( Let the shenanigans commence ))
Let’s do this.
Pokedesign!?? sure I’ll do a few XD
((I’ll take a few! I should be doing the comic, buuuuuut….. :3c ))
SEND THEM IN!!!!!
Fine, I’ll bite. X3 Send me babies to make!
Had a Change of Heart Malaki
This wasn’t making any sense.
Malakai looked back at the Sableye in front of him, refusing to allow her filthy little hands on his Surano. She knew everything he had done. All of the murders in the Night Eye name, the bonds he had severed, the once-friends he had sacrificed, yet she still wished to be by the Gardevoir’s side.
The Psyshock wasn’t meant for him. His breathing came in labored gasps, fighting to keep conscious against the severe pain spreading through his body. Malaki’s arms shook around his shoulders, having pulled the injured mon into his lap when the scope of his damage became obvious. An unsteady hand brushed a bit of bloodied hair from his favorite’s face, accenting the marring he had taken on in the name of the cause.
His cause. The Gothitelle’s chest burned at the thought. This was his fault. He knew how much the little goblin meant to Surano and it sickened him to the point where he was determined to destroy her. The shot was so simple. She was fast, but unaware, her defenses pitiful. All it would take was one move, but he wanted to make sure it would do the job. All of his power went into that Psyshock.
"Why did you get in the way?" He demanded, grip tightening on Surano’s shoulders. It took a moment before he was able to gather the breath to speak, all of his current energy going to keep his heart going with the damage to his chest spike.
"L-ley is imp. . important. Sh-she’s innocent." Malakai looked over to the Sableye again. She looked like any other foul creature they had met. What made her so damn special that he would risk his own life for her? "M-maybe they’re not a-all bad." His breath hitched and a shuddering cough wracked his frame. The burn returned to the leader’s chest and he held the injured mon closer.
He wasn’t supposed to care. He was allowed to favor some of his followers over the others, but not to this extreme. They were expendable. All of them. He was their leader and he would be strong. He had to be.
"I can heal him." The Sableye’s words caught him by surprise, his head snapping up to face her. Claws glowing slightly, he could feel the reaches of her Recover, surprisingly strong for such a small thing. His gaze turned to his surroundings. Night Eyes stood all around them, unsure of what to do. Malakai had halted the battle when Surano was injured and now he was forced to make a choice.
If he let her heal him now, in front of everyone, he would be admitting that all Dark types were not vicious and deserving of immediate death for their current of future crimes. Everything he stood for, everything his cause was would crumble. He could lose all of his followers for showing weakness, emotion. If he didn’t let her…
The Gardevoir coughed again, a hand coming up to grip at Malakai’s chest for support. Blood dripped from the edges of his mouth as his eyes lost focus. He would not last much longer. Desperation seized the Psychic and with a deep breath to steady himself, he raised his voice to as commanding a tone as he could currently manage.
Ongoing. Please leave any suggestions, comments, feedback, you name it, in the comments, or message me directly.
This is fun. I’ve got one ‘Change of Heart’ left, but I do still have more characters if anyone is interested.
I think I’m going to do a quick summary of what caused Villain Caroline because I thought it out way too in depth.
"This isn’t about knowledge anymore, Caroline. It’s about power!"
The Hypno looked up from her tome, feeling the lizard beneath her stir with the interruption. Her hand reached out and placed a comforting palm on the bridge of his snout, calming him from acting on the angered man before them.
"Knowledge is power, Da. If I have all of the knowledge, I just so happen to have all of the power to go with it." She felt her reasoning was perfectly sound and reclined against Atlas to resume reading. It was with a deep frown that she telekinetically caught the rock thrown at her head in response. The book was closed and she stood, prompting Atlas to prepare for a fight behind his Master.
"You’ve gone completely mad!" Zamos shouted, his Hidden Power leaking down across his frame. Ah. So he meant to fight. Caroline sighed softly, weighing her options. She had become a stronger Psychic than her father could’ve ever hoped to be, but she was still physically weak. Of course, she had Atlas, but to sic him on a family member would be cruel.
Stepping down, she decided on the best path easily. Teeth seized her bottom lip and tears began to form along the kohl under her eyes. As she expected, his Dark energies halted, a confused expression taking over his face. Sniffling quietly, she reached a hand up and wiped away her tears.
"I know I’ve b-been distant," she began, steps bringing her up to her suddenly defenseless and unaware father. "B-but I’m just trying to make sure w-we’ll all be taken care of." The strings of her Medallions settled on his shoulders without drawing his attention from her performance. "I-it’s what Mother would have wanted…"
She had him. The Darkness faded completely and his arms wrapped around her shoulders. For just a moment, she considered tightening her strings. As they were, she could render him helpless, possibly mute, and use him as an example to the others.
Another sigh escaped her, though it was disguised as another sniffle. His hand gently touched her cheek and she leaned into it, giving him the most pathetic look she was capable of. He ate up every bit of it. Inwardly, she grinned.
He would not be a problem again.
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Villain Caroline actually makes me incredibly happy and, with the right situations presented to her, could happen in canon.
Cardinal lived long enough to become the villain...
You don’t say his name.
If you say his name, she’ll hear you and if she hears you, you’re dead.
Don’t even think it too hard. She’ll find out.
You can beg, he likes that. Beg for your life and maybe, just maybe, you can escape. You won’t be in one piece, but you’ll be alive.
For the moment, anyway.