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Ah. Blacklight shit. Not really surprising. Well, the gardevoir was a weird one, that was for sure. That sure wasn't the answer Rocky'd been looking for to his question about familiars, though. Ben was right, it *would* be better to make a clean break. Exactly the opposite of what Rocky wanted...

Rocky flopped down in the sand on the far side of Ben with his arms beneath his head, looking out over the waves. He laughed heartily at Ben's story. "That does sound funny! I bet he had a real silly look on his face when he realized what he'd done." Nate was thoughtful. As emotional as paint...

Rocky smirked. "Marshtomp doesn't like it when people use his name." "Oh, for fuck's--it's Nate." "His real name." "Anyway," Nate said. There weren't many things that sounded less pleasant right now than trying to hang on while an arcanine went top speed across the beach. "You two can go for...

Enjoying some fucking peace, for once, was what Nate dearly wanted to say, but no, it wasn't the arcanine's fault. Instead he wafted as much displeasure through the psychic link at Rocky as he could manage. As usual, the familiar ignored him. "Oh, Marshtomp likes to stare at the ocean and be...

"Oh, I know you're not really from Cibus," Rocky said, beaming. "Diyem must have brought you from somewhere, just like everybody else. Ooh! But you must have done so many cool things over there. What was your favorite part? Can you show off one of your special moves? I'm Rocky, by the way. And...

The beach was actually kind of nice these days. A bit more sun, which brightened up even the bare rocks along the coast. And it was warm enough now that the cold wind coming off the water felt more refreshing than cutting. Even the water itself didn't feel quite so freezing. Nate ventured in...

Rocky jumped up and down, pumping his fists in the air while he whooped louder than anybody. On the ground near his feet, Nate grunted and slowly raised his face out of the dirt, squinting through swollen eyes. "We won! We won we won we won!" Rocky bounced in an ecstatic circle. "Mhhgfckr...

Smeargle Swap: October 9th Game It's our first game of Smeargle Swap! Let's have some fun. Organizer: @Negrek DM me a link to your fic, its content warnings, and any content warnings you'd like to avoid! Signups open until: noon EST/4 PM UTC October 9th (countdown) Artwork due by: noon...

Smeargle Swap Do you love getting fanart for your stories? Do you love brightening other authors' days? Then Smeargle Swap is the event for you! Similar to how Catnip Circle is a review swap, Smeargle Swap is a fanart swap. How it works is simple: submit a story you'd like someone to make art...

Welcome to the forums! It's always fun to see another story crop up. A boarding-school-style Pokémon fic focusing on a trainer school seems like a fun idea--honestly, I don't know why I've seen so few trainer school fics over the years, when it fits so well with the canon. And it sounds like...

Welcome to the forums! Glad to have you with us. Platinum rewrite sounds like just the thing with BDSP and Legends: Arceus coming out soon. Hope you're able to write more of it; feel free to ask for help or encouragement here or on the Discord if you're feeling stuck! May you find many fics to...

Nate stood with arms crossed near the back of the group as usual. He wished he could be up in the stands, getting a good view of the fight. It was going to be hard to see anything interesting from the thick of things; turned out getting punched in the face wasn't great for appreciating any sort...

Wwwell I won't be able to claim any of my writing/reviews done over the past couple months until like three hours from now, so I guess just put me down for like 15 hours of writing/editing this round.

"I don't like him," Rocky said immediately once they were outside the building. "Oh, really? Couldn't tell," Nate said cheerfully. Really should have tried to grab the brandy to go, though. Still a shame about that. "Interesting guy. Wonder what the rest of his team thinks of him." "Probably...

"Well, great. I'll take not-total-loss," Nate said. He flicked his glass away with one finger, and it wobbled to a stop near the middle of the table. "Good luck finding your thing, thanks for the booze and all. Oh, right." Nate paused in the midst of getting up. "And if you ain't interested in...

That sure got him quiet, didn't it? "Well, no," Nate said. "But if you'd rather not get into it, ain't no skin off my nose." He tapped his empty glass against the table and took a look around the room himself. They'd been here a while, hadn't they? "So you gotten what you wanted out of me?"...

Rocky gave Mergo a long look, then somehow pulled his knees up even closer to his chest and turned away from him again. He picked at a splinter of wood coming out of the back of the booth while he spoke. "I don't want to talk to you, even to say mean things. I'm not mean. If you want to know...

Something about that answer seemed to disappoint Mergo. Nate's eyes narrowed. What, was he pissed because Nate didn't have whatever problem Mergo'd diagnosed himself with? Whatever. Literally everyone assumed there was something wrong with you just because you didn't want to hug everyone on the...

Nate frowned thoughtfully. "Don't see any reason to get all psychological about it, really," he said. "I mean, yeah, it's stupid to go dumping your life story on whatever rando makes eye contact with you on the bus. You can't just go trusting anybody. That's just common sense, at least where I'm...