Akechi: It’s Not Like That…

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My Mudsdale isn’t allowed to just wander around the neighborhood freely. Most of his attempts to take other Pokémon are when they wander onto our property, or when we’re riding out for a walk.

I received Mudsdale from a family member who bought him a few months after I fully dedicated to running a ranch, which is when I started breeding Doduo. He was already a 7 year old Mudsdale at that point, and as far as I checked with the local Pokémon Center and research sources, his general behavior wasn’t too far out of the norm…

As far as I know, he was bred for competitive battling but had an injury early enough in life to skew training to be too troubling, so the original owners sold him to a suburban family who kept him alone… beyond that, I just know my aunt bought him from a different rehoming situation and then passed him off to me.

I through the socialization with the Doduo, Dodrio, and a few other Pokémon I’ve acquired would be enough to help balance out his herd nature, but he just started trying to corral Pokémon on walks or that the neighbors let wander around about a month ago.

My main partner (Mudsdale, M10) has been trying to kidnap the other Pokémon he sees around the neighborhood, and I’ve had to return half of them because they’re already owned and just being adopted by my giant mud horse.

I think he’s trying to start his own herd/family, but he was raised by himself, and I’ve only had other Pokémon for about two or three years, so I think it’s just instinct kicking in…

Got any Mudbray or other equine Pokémon that he could buddy up with? I’ve got space enough…

i'm trying to interpret this correctly, but...is your mudsdale just. allowed to wander around other people's properties? i'm surprised your neighbors haven't called the rangers on you yet. it's your responsibility to keep your pokemon contained on your property. even if your neighbors are doing the same, it's highly irresponsible to just let your pokemon wander, especially one as large and powerful as a mudsdale.

it's also concerning that your mudsdale has been alone most of its life. these are herding animals that need company. i'm glad you have other pokemon now, but that is a serious welfare concern.

we do currently have a mudbray up for adoption, but until you address the containment of your mudsdale, we cannot adopt out to you.

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i am normal about Lynels

Heya! Never have I ever been injured by my own pokemon?

-@slowpoke-enthusiast-avery

Howdy friend!

I’ve gotten all manner of injuries from my Pokémon and Pokémon under my care! The list is long, but I’ll try and keep it interesting.

When I was just starting out, my first Dodrio Hen broke one of my legs, and would have fully ended my life had Stoutland not been there to save me.

While watching over a competitively bred and freshly evolved Arcanine that my uncle dumped on me, I got a whole bunch of burns all over as he figured out just how to control his fire.

A few years back, when helping teach a school trip about Pokémon farming and ranching, one of the kids didn’t listen when I said “don’t go into the pasture by yourself.” And they snuck off and almost got turned into a fine powder by Grouchy the Tauros, who wound up breaking a few of my ribs in confusion instead.

Just earlier this year, I actually lost my left pinky finger to a spooked Dodrio that was trying to protect itself and its chicks from a wild Raichu that someone released without considering the local ecosystem.

There’s also always a minimum of one nasty looking bump, bruise, cut, or other such blemish from generally handling aggressive Pokémon with sharp bits all over their bodies on me at all times.

You are the owner of a very well received restaurant that caters to the… not quite human variety. You serve the vampire lords, and wolf pack leaders, zombie kings, and all sorts of supernatural guests, but one customer is causing you a lot of trouble. It is time to show why you are the owner

This is a sequel to this post: https://www.tumblr.com/dreemurr00/704943450815070208/writing-prompt-s-youre-a-supervillain-and-you

I didn’t think that I’d be doing a part two, but this has become genuinely enjoyable to write for… I might do art about it, but that’ll be if I actually make a call and finish a project for once in my gay little life.

— — — — — — — —

The man in the button down shirt and the woman in the floral dress stare at each other for a good moment before the man speaks in a firm, almost aggressive tone.

“Use me instead.”

The woman is taken aback, her vibrant orange hair flowing unnaturally like though she’s floating in water as she replies. “I- I can’t do that! I don’t like her being put in these situations anymore than you do, mister Kio, but I can’t just-“

“I didn’t stutter Flower Queen, or whatever the hell I’m supposed to respect you as. I refuse to let my baby girl go out and risk her life any more than she has already. Put me in whatever frilly pink uniform you need, I don’t care, but we’re getting my daughter off of the celestial battlefield.” Robin Kio says, his face unwavering.

The flower goddess can’t help but smile as she sees so much of her newest acolyte and guardian in her father. Stubborn to a fault, and unimposing in stature, but willing to do anything to protect what they care about… the goddess sighs before shaking her head, the smile never leaving her face. “Alright then, Robin… I can try to figure this out, but I can’t guarantee that your daughter won’t still be within the Magical World.”

“Good… so long as I can keep her from danger, even if I just join the fray that she can’t leave, that will be enough.”

— — — — Days Later — — — —

Robin Kio feels cold as he rises from his bed, the air seeming devoid of the unusual life and luster that had taken hold after Amanda was coerced into the Flower Goddess’s grasp.

He goes about his day as he usually would, taking his baby girl to school and reminding her how proud he is to have such a smart, kind, and strong eight year-old under his wing.

On the drive home, Robin notices things in the corners of his vision that he’d never taken the time to see. The way the leaves curve upward towards the slowly falling rain. The way the dogs at the park bound around, leaving dents in the sand where their paws once stood. The way vines of darkness creep out from the shadow of a man walking down the side of the road… Robin commits the man’s face to memory… just in case it comes up later.

After parking his car and entering his home, Robin is greeted not by his usual cozy suburban house, but by a wild mess of torn apart furniture and a pair of big cats snarling at each other in the living room. One of which is a Lynx with patchwork markings of pink and baby-blue along her sliver coat that he recognizes as his daughter’s favorite stuffed animal, Miss Claws. The other big car is unfamiliar, a Lion with silver fur like Miss Claws’ and stitch markings along its spine, though through snarls Robin can make out snippets of a conversation between the two cats.

“I told you, Claws! I don’t know who Lilith sent me to pair with, but she said to come to this house!”

“HA! A likely story! Even a brute like you should know I’m not dumb enough to not know that you’re trying to steal Amanda away to be your partner!”

“Please, I swear I-“

Listening to the conversation, Robin slowly and carefully moves to grab the bat he has mounted on the wall from his baseball days in college… he hasn’t gotten a chance to swing the thing around in a while, but he still knows how to if it comes down to it…

Upon hearing that the lion was sent by the flower goddess, Robin tenses a little before hearing the panic in the larger cat’s voice… why would he be so scared if he was lying like that?

Taking a step forward, keeping the metal slugger at the ready, Robin speaks in a clear voice, overcome with a forced calm. “Which one of you two decided to have your scrap in the middle of my living room. I know the couch was old and kind of ugly, but you didn’t need to shred it.”

Both of the cats look over at Robin as he makes his presence known, and the lion’s eyes instantly light up, his tail raising curiously. Miss Claws rolls her eyes before looking way from both the lion and Robin, speaking with a sharpness in her tone that the man had only heard a few times. “This brute decided to enter the domain I protect. I cannot be blamed for trying to usher him away with due haste.”

“You can, however, be blamed for ruining my furniture and failing to hear him out,” Robin snaps back, the bat in his hands slowly lowering. “Anyway, lion, I think you were sent for me. That flower goddess said she’d try to figure out a way for me to help my daughter to get out of the life threatening danger she’s constantly in… I assume that you’re the solution?”

The lion stands up a little taller, feeling a small inflation in his pride at the mention of his purpose. “Yes sir, I am… there’s no really cozy way to tell you this, but you’re going to be a magical girl from now on.”

Robin gives a small sigh and a nod before approaching closer. “Okay… so can I assume all the same rules apply as do with Amanda and Miss Claws? You shrink down into a little stuffed animal that I carry around with me, and when the going gets tough, you grow again and we do a little dance to put me into frills?”

the lion nods and smiles as the human he’s been paired with seems to catch on fast. “Indeed, sir! Now all that’s left is to give me a name, and the pact will be sealed. I will grant you the strength to achieve your goals, and in exchange, you will help squish evil in the world.”

Robin nods, and Miss Claws can’t help but hold a small look of horror on her face. The man speaks, brushing his hair out of his face before officially signing his contract. “Alright then… I suppose this is an alright agreement… Bernard.”

— — — — — — — —

When you discovered your daughter was a magical girl, you angrily confronted her patron. However, you were surprised to see that they also did not like the fact that your daughter was a magical girl but unfortunately, she was literally the only option they had.

Going to social event as a couple for the thirst time  ✨✨✨