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kind of wanna write my own pokemon fanfic and yes it will be self insert meaning i myself interacting with the pokemon world :’) i probably won’t publish it but more for myself unless i really like it and it’s not going to be romance or anything just how i (or at least imagine) myself would interact with the pokemon world haha the regions i may want to do are either unova or johto since those are my favorite regions
but ahhh i cannot write for the life of me >:/
the genre idk but maybe like drama comedy like some chapters may be just more lighthearted and fun than others which may be dark and like serious haha
but once again i cannot write and i know fanfic can just be for fun and nothing has to be perfect but still i just would ahhh
any writing tips? 😛
rip i don’t have any tips, i just… idk like writing is just a thing you get better at over time, i sucked at the start but i’m pretty sure i can safely say that i don’t suck too much now. you just improve with practice! if it’s something you actually want to do, i’d just give it a shot 😄
This is awesome! You got this!! Just try your best!! If you want to you can always share 😛
Yeah I’m kinda in the exact same place but I lack any commitment soooo yeah. I don’t really have any tips other then don’t start 20 million different unfinished fics (ok you can but I probably wouldn’t recommend)
Basically don’t do what we are doing by making stories for super editions based off our fic when we haven’t even written a single chapter of the original fanfic XD
*Attempts to resurrect this page*
i promise it’s more alive when i have fanfic to post but i just don’t rn i’m sorry 😂
Iz okieeeeeeeee
BUT GET WORKING ON THE FANFICthis page is v v dead
Ikr
okay so um i’m writing for gladimoon/lona week which starts tomorrow! would you all be interested in me posting the fic here? (it’s a seven chapter multichapter, but short chapters!) i usually would, but it’s very much ship-focused (since it’s for a ship week haha), and i think there’s only one real pokemon battle, so i wanted to ask and see 😄
and i would also like to address the fact that i’ve not really posted anything here in a longgg while. i know i never finished posting everest/27.99×86.93, but that’s mostly bc the chapters were really long and it didn’t seem like too many people were interested that didn’t already have off-site links to it through a different platform. then uh… well, i pushed myself. a lot. way too much. there’s something called writers burnout – it’s like writers block, but worse. because it can take so, so long to go away – weeks, months, years. it’s been four months for me. i’m still waiting. it’s less of a lack of inspiration and more of an inability to write content you are pleased with. i’ve written in bursts – a couple oneshots, the first chapter of a HUGE pokemon fic i’ve got planned (that will go up at some point, but i want to write a bit more first, so that i can be 5 or so chapters ahead in writing in comparison to what i’m posting!). i’m unable to post the oneshots simply due to the degree of violence and a few other things that i don’t feel like is easy enough for me to censor and/or make blog appropriate, i’m working on a prettyyyy dark fantasy pokemon AU right now and it’s definitely not something i’m going to post here. but apart from that, i haven’t written really at all. it’s been… really, really hard, i’m going to be honest. writing is my outlet. it hurts when one of your biggest hobbies is suddenly taken from you, because you just can’t do it anymore. i haven’t had anything to post. but i’m hoping that i can push through, and that lonashipping week will help. i know it’s not my sole responsibility to keep this page alive, but i do know that my fanfic did… a lot, for keeping this page active, and i know that it’s superrrr quiet now. i hope i’ll feel more inspired to post more soon, and thank you for hanging with me <33
but anyways, conclusion! are you guys interested in lona week content? for those who don’t know, lona is also called gladimoon or gladmoon or mahina or lunaredge yes it has too many ship names but ANYWAYS it’s the ship of gladion and moon/selene (female sun/moon protagonist)! it’s my OTP and i really love it, but i’m not sure if anybody would be interested. please do let me know!!
(and also, while i’m here, for anybody who read this all the way through – what’s your favorite pokemon ship, if you have one or like pokemon ships at all? random questions, because we gotta do SOMETHING to keep this page going 😛 )
yesyesyesyesyesyes
post. now.
I don’t really have an OTP, but probably hauillie? I’m sorry CTN makes them way to cute.
i mean you’ve already read it, so… 😛
ooooooooooo if you have anything to post please post that would be amazing if you’re writing it it’ll probably be great soooooo. ummmm Idk im not exactly the most…shipper person sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo idk
so is that a “yes, post it” or a “no, don’t post it bc i don’t love ships?” 😛
I think its a yes? I’m not gonna answer for her tho
Oh it’s a totally post it. The shipping thing was just about the last paragraph 😛
ohhh ty for the clarification!! also, would you mind sending in a new allegiances form with me as your mentor so we can be on it together again? i think you got removed during repost month 😛
Yes, yes she did. I literally had to explain repost month again XD. Understandable though cuz this page was dyingggggggggggggggggggggggggggg
yeah i noticed haha 😛 it wassss :((( also, rose is your mentor, right?
Yep Rosesong is my mentor
OH SHOOT I FORGOT ABOUT REPOST MONTH
oooo yeah it prolly did rip i was kinddaaa inactive during repost month soooo
YOU LIVE!
I completely understand but I am MORE THAN EXCITED FOR ANY NEW CONTENT IT DOESN”T HAVE TO KNOW WHAT ITS ABOUT 😛 but post everything you want cause we’ll always be here!!
falskjdf ty moky!! will do 😄
YES POST ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT! Sounds fun! I literally don’t ship like anyone in Pokémon because it just feels too…impossible, and for me shipping anyone with Gladion, is kinda difficult since he’s a bit, well you know.
Also I may or may not think he’s cute. Idk whyvalid, i just REALLY like him with moon/selene/mizuki/whateveryouwanttocall her, you might see why later haha i’ll try and convert you to the lonashipping cult hehe THIS IS NOT SUSPICIOUS AT ALL MODDOS LEAVE ME ALONE >:((
i ship alain and gladion 😛 i wonder how that would turn outFLAKDSJF MONKEY
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so it’s been requested that i post my lonaweek fic here! this started ummm four days ago, so we’re a bit behind, but i think that’s all right 😛 daily posts?? maybe??? 👀
also context bc this probably isn’t a given since this isn’t the lona tag on ao3 – this is 3-5 years post-canon! after the protag becomes the champion and stuff 😛 also, aged up, so the characters are like… maybe 18-19 ish here? the ao3 plot/summary/blurb is simply “Five times Moon didn’t give them both a second chance, and the one time she did.”
i hope you enjoyyyyy
[spoiler title=”-0- [Prologue]”] -0-
2:07 PM
Moon, almost, wishes she missed the way it used to be. She wishes that she could look out over Alola’s waters, sparkling clear and turquoise – and feel a sense of longing, of something that could ground her. Of something that could convince her that this is the home she left behind.
But maybe for her, there is no such thing as home.
She wishes she missed Hau and Lillie more than she did. She wishes that she could love the heat of the sun on her skin, she wishes that the chirps of the Pikipek and the scurry of Grubbin through the bushes offered her something beyond annoyance or simple indifference. And maybe, most of all, she wishes that his words actually hurt.
“I think we should break up.” Maybe it’s because she saw it coming. Maybe it’s because she knows he’s right. Or maybe, just maybe – it’s because she agrees with him.
“Okay.” And so Moon says nothing – nothing but the truth. Okay. She’s okay with that. She is, isn’t she? She’s barely seen Gladion over the past year – she’s spent more time in Kanto than she has in Alola, and considering it took her two shots to get past Raihan in Galar, plus once in the Champion’s Cup – she’s battled him more than she’s battled her own rival.
And for two and a half years, Gladion was not just her rival. He was not just her friend. They were happy like that. But maybe now it’s over, and maybe it’s better that way.
“Just that? Okay?” Gladion stares at her, mouth tight, as if he’s asking for more. For something. What else does he want from her?
Moon knows that in the movies, in the books – this is not how breakups go. They’re explosive, with screaming and shouting and shattered flower vases. Usually it’s raining outside. Usually it’s late at night. Right then, it’s 2 PM in the afternoon. It’s sunny outside. It’s always sunny in Alola. But she knows that the two of them never fit the mold, anyways.
What started out as fake – a publicity stunt, a simple white lie – spiraled out of control far too quickly. It did exactly what it needed to do, when it came to pleasing the public and giving the Aether Foundation the exact boost they had planned for. A simple connection between them in the League did wonders for business. A few months had been the plan – and Moon knew that neither of them had wanted anymore. Then the months turned into a year, and then they’d broken each and every rule they’d carefully placed, to make sure they never became real. They made a promise to not break each other’s hearts, even if it meant never letting themselves love in the first place. Then they completely, spectacularly failed at the latter part.
But somewhere along the line – Moon stopped. She looks down, not quite meeting Gladion’s eye – and she knows that at one point, she did love him. She still does. But it’s not the same.
“What else do you want?” she asks. Gladion clicks his pen, and then sets it down on his desk. “I’m not-” Moon pauses, carefully. “I’m not around much anymore. I know that. And so-”
“I don’t know!” Gladion snaps. “I don’t know, Moon. I don’t know what I want anymore. Sometimes I want you here. Sometimes I want to be enough for you. And sometimes I want you gone, I want you to walk out again and not come back because it hurts more knowing that I miss you and you don’t miss me. And if you were gone, at least it wouldn’t sting as much anymore.” And he may snap, but he doesn’t raise his voice at her. He’s not angry. He’s… empty. Tired. As if he wants this to be done already. Moon’s felt that too many times already.
When she first left, the first place she went to was Kanto. She took on the Gym Challenge in under two weeks. That was right after she’d resigned and left Hau in her place, knowing she wouldn’t be able to be a proper Champion if she was never around. Alola deserved better than her at that point. But Kanto felt… too easy. She tried Sinnoh – and she did lose to Cynthia. Everyone did. But everything else was just the same as the region before. And then she set her sights on Galar. Finally, she started losing. For a little while, the stakes were what kept her going.
“So we’re breaking up, then,” she says. She swallows the entire past year, and focuses purely on now. That’s the least she can do. She owes him enough to at least focus on the fact that they’re ending things right now. “We’re breaking up, because you feel like I never miss you and that I don’t care. Is that it?” Maybe it’s rude, maybe it’s mean. Maybe Moon knows that he deserves better. But maybe it’s a kind of better that she doesn’t think she’s good enough to give.
“I don’t think that’s what I said, Moon.” She almost wishes he would yell at her. To give her something to fight back against. It’s harder when it seems like it doesn’t even matter to either of them anymore. “You’re gone more often than not. I have…” He pauses. “I have a lot to handle right now. You know that. And we’re older now, things are different, things are changing, and maybe the two of us are the most.”
She knows he’s right. He knows he’s right. And when Moon glances towards the door, it’s not nearly as hard as she would have thought it would be. She can walk out, right then and right now. It would be over. Maybe it would take an ounce of pressure off of her shoulders, maybe it would untie one more string that ties her down to this place. And at the same time, maybe she would lose the one thing that makes her happy.
“Yeah. I know.” Almost, almost – Moon wishes they would fight. She wishes that she felt anything but empty, she wishes there was something in her that could convince her that this was wrong. That just because they didn’t see one another anymore didn’t mean they couldn’t love. But it’s hard, it’s so hard – when neither of them seem to be willing to try anymore.
“So that’s it? This is it, you’re just going to-” Gladion stops, and pushes a hand back through his bangs with a sigh. He’s tired, Moon can tell. He always overworks himself when she’s not around.
“Are you just not going to come back this time? Are we just done?” He tries again. Moon bites her lip, and traces the cold silver of the chain that rests on her right wrist. She grabs her wrist, and feels the edge of the silver crescent moon dig into her palm, the Keystone that lies next to it smooth and warm. Six months ago, she’d had her Keystone attached to the same bracelet that Gladion gave her for their first anniversary. The anniversary of the day they decided to get together for real. If she was brave enough, she’d yank it off of her arm and slam it down on his desk, and then walk out. She can’t bring herself to do that.
“I guess so,” she says finally. “You’re right – you know that, and so do I. Kinda sucks that it had to end like this, doesn’t it?”
Gladion doesn’t laugh, he just nods. Moon misses his laugh. “Yeah,” he says quietly. He turns away from her, and back to his paperwork. He smiles, just barely, and shakes his head. “I’m sorry, I really am. You know I don’t… I don’t want to hurt you.” She’s not hurt. She’s not hurt, is she? “But it’s just…” His voice trails off.
“Not working?” Moon supplies. I’m not hurt, she repeats to herself. Gladion nods again. Moon takes a step back, and then her voice drops. “It’s not your fault. But we’re… drifting apart. That’s all.” No reply. She swallows, and then holds out a hand. “Friends?” She asks. This time, he smiles a little bit more.
“Yeah. Sure.” He shakes it. Moon wishes he would squeeze her hand the way he used to, but she isn’t surprised when he doesn’t. Then he lets go.
Moon turns away, and takes five steps towards the door. She pauses, and swings it open with a click. Then she turns over her shoulder, and flashes him a smile. It’s not her real one. It hurts a hundred times more than she thought it would. And maybe, for the first time, she realizes that what they’ve just done really does hurt.
“Take care of yourself,” she says quietly. Gladion looks up at her, one last time, and he nods.
“You too.” He’s civil, just like that. He has been for years. And it was wrong of her to assume she could get something more out of him today.
Moon takes one last step away, and closes the door quietly behind her.
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i promise this is entirely lona centric there is one whole pokemon centric scene so don’t get your hopes up, but you wanted me to post and this is all i’ve got 😛
but anyways, yes, this is a post-breakup 5+1 fic! if you read fanfic you might know the 5+1 trope – but for those who don’t, it’s basically a style of fanfic when there’s this one situation that almost happens five times, and then at the end, it finally does happen. this is like… the prologue for that! so the next five chapters are the “almost happens” and the last one is when something actually does happen! hope that explains a bit 😄
ALSO I BELIEVE IT WAS BLOSSOMPAW/ROSE you said gladion was cute
i’m not gonna argue with you on that one(okay but legit i’m so soft for these two it’s just like enemies to rivals to lovers it’s PERFECTION flaksfdj gladion being soft around moon/selene is just 🥺 to read bc yes he’s 100000% an edgelord but AROUND MOON, WELL-)
also yes one more note, i do use the name moon for the protag! it’s the most widely used name in the fandom and that’s about the only reason 😛 it does play tricks on my brain when my friends call me moon and then i have an entirely unrelated character also called moon, but the moon here is reallyyyyy different in a lot of ways from me, so keep that in mind 😛 her other canon names are selene and mizuki, but ailey is also valid and has been used a few times!
Gladion is my edgelord child and Moon cant steal him from me so humph😂
You can just call me Bloss or Blossom. Also Gladion my sweet edgelord nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
okay! 😄
Why is this so saddddddddd. Nobody in the story is sad (ok well at least Moon isn’t) but it’s so sadddddddddddddddddd (also everyone loses to Cynthia haha). And hoW Do YoU nOT mIsS Hauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu (and Lillie too I guess but mostly Hau)
It is definitly sad lmao
Yez Hau is good fwend (and so is Lillie so stawp being mean to Lillie XD)
that’s what i was going for! 😂 wanted it to feel sad supposed to angsty, and i wanted the characters to not be super sad but the reader to be sad, so i’m glad i got that across 😄
AHHHH YES IVE BEEN WAITING SO LONG FOR S O M E T H I N G HERE
i wanted to cry no joke. anyways thanks for breaking my heart have a good day
*goes and cries*
flasdkj glad it was sad 😂
NO ITS BEEN A FEW DAYS ALREADY! BUT…
Awwww I love how they don’t really want to admit that they’ve broken up and their just saying sooo we breaking up over and over again ahahahha its awkward but funny. I love how its just the afternoon and its sunny its very very contradictory to the movies ahhaha
AND YEAH I AGREE. CYNTHIA IS TOO STRONG. sorry Moon I’m not saying your not strong but… CYNTHIA IS THE BEST CHAMPION EVER.
blog went down and i wanted to give people time to read this one, but i’ll try and throw up the next chapter likely tomorrow! not sure if i’ll have time today but asap for sure, ty for your patience 😄
eheheh i can’t wait your writing is always awesome
*sigh* so with the new blog format again it means that i a) don’t know how to make spoiler boxes b) have to code in all my italics again 😛 unfortunately idk if the italics code is the same as it used to be so there’s a solid chance i messed it up lmao, but if it does work, i apologize if i missed any and ik this is kinda late but anyways here’s more lona fic ty for reading folks you’re all cool and epic and funkylicious (funkylicious credits to the wonderful magnificent rosesong) i’m gonna shush now goodbye
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6:34 AM – 8:12 AM
[Two years later]
The clouds are sunrise pink, streaks of yellow and orange. The sky shifts into a light blue as Moon refuses to tear her gaze away from the airplane’s window, her music playing softly through her earbuds. If she looks down, the sky seems to stretch endlessly down, in every direction. As if they’re lost among the clouds, as high as one can be, only to find that they can’t see the ground anymore. Maybe that’s why Moon finds plane rides both magical and haunting. There’s no other way to put her pain into words, into such a pretty picture. She may be the only one who knows that it’s not pretty on the inside.
When she first became the Champion, she did not understand how it would become anything but the fantasy in her wildest dreams. At 14 years old, she had been nothing but pure ecstatic. The rest of the region had been in nothing but shock. She was a prodigy, she was good and she was the best. That was undisputable, after 8 months of consistent, easy, calculated title defense. She made it look easy, every move carefully thought through and placed just right to maximize her every chance. And she won, every battle she was in. For a while, she was happy. She’d made it. She’d made it, hadn’t she? Then somewhere along the line, she realized that this wasn’t what she had wanted at all.
Maybe, put simply, Moon felt confined. Confined by the rules and the expectations and the regulations, by the picture the public held of her. By her reputation. Maybe all she’d wanted to do was to, for once, break out. But she wasn’t brave enough for that.
Lillie always said Moon was brave, fearless even. Most certainly reckless. But Moon didn’t do those things – running into Ultra Space after Lusamine, facing down Necrozma in Ultra Megalopolis with nothing but cold, hard determination – she didn’t do them because she didn’t recognize the danger. In fact, at some times, she felt like she was the one most aware of it. The searing heat of a Photon Geyser, the terrifying beauty of Ultra Space, and the look of pure despise in Lusamine’s eyes – Moon knew. She went into these things, knowing exactly what she was getting herself into. But she did it because she cared. Because she owed her friends everything she had to give, and because if she wasn’t going to save the world, who was? In the end, she almost cost herself her own life. But she got herself out of there alive, it was done and it was over and she knew she did the right thing.
And it’s easier – it’s easier when other people are in the picture. When you know that what you’re doing is going to really help, when you know that you’re doing nothing but the best for those who matter. But when it’s her? When it’s about her, and her alone? That’s when it gets the hardest.
When Moon first thought of quitting, she was five months into the job. She’d been happy for a while, but then she realized that being Champion didn’t offer the thrill she had hoped it would. Moon loved battles for the unpredictability, the stakes, the adrenaline rush. That from the distance, they looked like blazing, searing fire. But she could also recognize the low blue flame in the back of her head, the damage calculations she ran mentally during every match, the planning she went through every night, and the new strategies and combinations of all sorts of unpredictable things. During her journey, she did that a lot. It was her favorite part. And as the Champion, Moon was hoping for a challenge. She was hoping that those who reached her chamber were strong enough, that they’d proved themselves and that at least, she’d find the fire that she was missing more often than not. In the end, only two of them ever did.
Hau was the first – her first challenger, the first one to give her a real run for her money. The first one to make her, for the briefest moment, feel afraid. She won anyways – of course she did. Moon always did. He kept coming back, they kept battling, and soon, Moon found that the battles against him really were the first ones to make her happy.
And Gladion, Gladion – he was the second. Not her second challenger, because Arceus knows it took him way too long to actually reach her – but when he did, Moon suddenly found herself back in a corner within minutes. For the longest time, she’d been one step ahead of him – all throughout their journey. Then the roles were flipped on her, and the only reason she won was off of a lucky break. By the time he returned next, Moon had already committed to training twice as hard as she did before.
The League was a balance – a balance between a longing for a challenge, and being afraid to lose. Moon wanted a real battle. She wanted to be pushed like Gladion always pushed her, she wanted that brief flash of fear and she wanted something to fight back against. But at the same time, she went to work every day afraid. What if she lost? Then what would she be? What was she, apart from the Champion?
The funniest part was that for a while, her answer came in the form of the person who also made her fear the most. Gladion was the strongest. He, Moon knew, could actually beat her. On one hand, he terrified her. And on the other, of course she fell for him. Of course she did. It was frustrating, annoying, and inconvenient as it possibly could be. But he also gave her somebody to confide in, somebody to trust. And then, months later – he became the person who told her to fly.
“Good morning, passengers! It is currently 7:23 AM, with sunny weather and an approximate temperature of…” Moon runs a hand along the bottom of the window. She does not care about the weather. Then the plane dives down, and finally, she can see the bottom. She lets out a breath she hadn’t even realized she’d been holding. The clouds whiz by, and then her eyes fall on the dawn skyline. The last time she was in Kalos was over two years ago, when she first got her Keystone. Before…
Before Gladion and I broke up over the one thing he told me to do.
It isn’t his fault. Moon holds absolutely nothing against him, even still. They simply drifted apart, like so many people tend to do after time apart. It was natural. She can’t be upset, at him or herself, even if she… even if it hurts, sometimes. A lot of the time. He was right – getting out of Alola was the best thing she could have done. Even now, she would never take it back. She was happy, and for a moment, she thought they could be happy like that. It didn’t happen. They broke up.
Moon likes to think it was for the better – nothing to hold her down anymore, nothing to keep coming back to. She was free, wasn’t she? She travelled all over the world, took on as many Gym Challenges as she could. She went back to Galar most often – because of the thrill, the rush. The crowds. Pokemon battles, there, were a full blown competitive sport. The biggest in the region. With so many eyes on her in every single match, Moon always fought her best. Kalos, on the other hand – was always the hardest one to come back to.
Out of every region, it reminds her of Gladion the most. Maybe it’s the fact that she never took the Keystone off. Maybe it’s the fact that they’d always said one day, they wanted to go together. Or maybe it’s something else entirely. She hasn’t set foot in the region since they broke up, and Moon liked to think that was for the better. But she won’t pretend that Kalos, maybe – might be her favorite.
She likes the people, the food, the architecture. She likes the landscape, she loves Laverre and Lumiose in particular. And when Moon booked her flight, two weeks ago – she’d nodded to herself, and told herself that of course she could. She was strong enough for this. For a moment, she actually feels as if she is.
Moon wishes that feeling had lasted longer.
Moon almost misses it, when she takes one last look out of the window at her gate. She’s nearly too busy smiling, taking in the fact that she’s finally back – to notice. Then she does. It’s safe to say the grip on her bag’s handle tightens, a lot.
She breathes. It’s okay. It’s fine. Gladion hated using Aether’s private jet, she knows that. If it’s right there, four gates over, it has to be somebody else. It has to be. Moon doesn’t know who’s been helping him run the foundation lately, but it has to be whoever they are. Not him. Not Gladion. He’d never liked being so… flashy.
Not that you know him anymore, Moon reminds herself. She forces herself to tear her gaze away. You don’t know him, Moon. You haven’t talked in two years. You’re certainly not the friends you promised each other you’d be. It doesn’t hurt. She doesn’t regret anything. Of course she doesn’t. Not when she’s happy like this.
Right?
Moon turns away, and walks out of the gate, head up. She will not overthink this. She will not let herself make stupid, childish assumptions, and she will not let herself think that this trip was, at all, a mistake. It wasn’t. Considering the size of an entire region, the size of Lumiose City alone – her chances of running into him, if he’s even here, are low, very low – statistically improbable.
Improbable doesn’t mean impossible.
She waits for her checked baggage to come around the baggage claim, watching each and every one as they pass. Moon’s learned to love the fact that each and every suitcase that passes belongs to somebody different, somebody with a story. Sometimes, she’ll imagine the tale behind each one, and then she’ll find hers and smile, knowing that nobody would be able to recite her story anyways. It’s a little bit too wild. She thinks of that as a good thing.
Moon’s suitcase comes around, finally. She swings it up, and smiles slightly to herself. She made it. She’s gonna be okay. She turns, and heads towards the exit. Dawn light streams through the windows, warm on the bare skin of her hands. Why is it that she loves the heat of the sun here, but it never felt like that back in Alola?
Somebody bumps into her on the right. Moon turns, and then they’re gone. But whoever they are isn’t what catches her eye, anyways. She stops.
Moon does not run. She does not back down, and if she’s afraid she never lets it show. It’s easier to hold your pain, to force it down your throat, and to fake a smile anyways. That’s what you’re supposed to do. And the last thing she wants him to see is her running away, because Moon does not run away.
But it’s hard. It’s really hard. Sometimes, it’s just so hard to pretend you’re fine and you’re not-
Moon shuts her eyes, and then breathes. Opens them again. Of course she sees him. Of course she doesn’t see her. And of course she recognizes him, from just the back of his head, from the way he stands and the black of his hoodie because Arceus knows that they’ve changed but on the inside they’re still the same people-
Moon, suddenly, is aware that she’s right in the way of the traffic flow, as another person bumps past her shoulder. They mutter an apology, but it goes in one ear and out of the other. So does the rush, the chatter and the honking of horns, the noises that suddenly seem five hundred times louder than they did two minutes ago. Maybe it’s getting to her head, maybe all of this is just getting to her head because she’s fine-
Gladion laughs. She doesn’t hear him, over the rush of the crowds around her, but she sees him laugh at something on his phone, and Moon freezes. He looks out, and Moon swallows. Then she turns away. She has to turn away. She can’t see him like that, she can’t or else she’ll do the exact thing she never wants to do again.
When was the last time you heard his laugh?
Moon forces herself to walk away, to leave him behind just like she did two years ago. She didn’t look back then, she can’t afford to right now. It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter, how long it’s been and how, suddenly, she feels like she cares more right now than she has at any point in the past two years even before they broke up. None of it matters. Of course it doesn’t. Of course she doesn’t…
It’s not a sudden realization, it’s not even a surprise to her. Inside, she knew that it was creeping up, day by day. Then she saw him again.
Moon steps into the sun, and she stops. Forces herself to smile a little bit. Out of habit, she wonders – what do people think, when they see me right now? For a while, that was the only thing that really mattered. How did they see her? What was she to them? It was never about everything she bottled up inside. And right now, right now that she’s hurting for real and she’s letting herself – what do they see?
She knows what she hopes they see. Moon hopes that they see the sun off of her hair, the smile on her face. She hopes that she’s shining, she hopes that she’s beautiful – even if it’s purely because it’s the exact opposite of how she feels on the inside. It’s an old, terrible habit she had hoped to break, but it suddenly feels like everything is. The way her feelings hit like a punch to the gut certainly are. Because she was never, never supposed to regret.
And Moon can blame it on nothing – nothing, but the fact that he was there and he was real. She hasn’t seen him in years, and she doesn’t have another excuse. But Moon knows a singular thing, put simply.
I missed him.
She breathes, and looks up to the sun. She drops her smile.
I missed you, Gladion.
And part of her wants to hate it.
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i stg if these italics don’t work i’m gonna be so sad 😂 anyways hi so i’m gonna try and post more often but this takes Effort now bc coding and stuff i’m sorry but yeah this exists it was mostly infodump and self projection but it’s fine it’s cool i promise plot stuff happens in later chapters ty for reading now bye 😛
ok its fine i didnt need a heart anyway
mood lmao i’m glad i made you sad with a fic you know nothing about tho 😂 could you SENSE the self projection lmao if you were able to relate that’s because i literally just yeeted every single one of my problems into this poor character through the course of this fic and had way too much fun with it 😛
“Improbable doesn’t mean impossible.” hi did i mention i’m zoyalai trash
i will give this character a hug <3
we are all zoyalai trash
that’s true actually how could you not be
Fine then. Just take my heart and step on it would you? Hmph *Totally not getting the feels at all*
😂
just go and… ya’know… break my hjadbfnhwijrkg heart again. Stoppppp write something happyyyyy pleaseee
Anyways, is this gonna be something like a 5+1? (is that the correct term?) cuz if so im gonna have to prepare myself lmao
Yep! Iz sad
yes it is a 5+1, exactly! prepare yourself haha 😂
can’t promise “happy,” i do apologize 😛
oh my s t a r s. I haven’t been on this page in forever :O hiiii 😀
hi!!
Happy Easter Everycat!
Hope your Easter Season is filled with blessings!
When you try to tell everyone Happy Easter and you find that the blog changed its formula after a month or two of you being busy…
i’m a couple days late, but happy easter!! 😄
pwhlkjhbegkhsbflrhebrfd (Sorry for being pushy Moon) I need your fanfic ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
ahhh i’ll put up the next chapter on thursday (which is tomorrow as of me posting this comment, but this might be modded on thursday, we’ll see haha)! i’m glad you’re enjoying 😄
I love it!! your writing is amazing!!!!
hi hi hello there
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11:42 AM
Moon shivers slightly, and shuts her eyes for the briefest moment. She pulls her hoodie tighter, and listens to the chatter of tourists and chirping of the Fletchling above, as the wind blows her hair back behind her. It’s chilly for the springtime, especially after the sun from the past few days. She runs a hand along the railing that she leans against, and a boat passes beneath the bridge, packed with people. She smiles. Moon lowers her hand, running it over the rows and rows of locks, the metal clicking together, almost like a twinkle. Many of them have various names and initials written across them, often in black Sharpie with a heart or two. Or three. Some people were very extra.
Moon does not consider herself a tourist. Not when she’s sticking around for probably two months, not when she’s been here before and not when this, out of everywhere, would be one of few places that she could see herself settling down in, someday. Someday. In like, a really, really long time. She’s not ready for that yet. On the other hand, the Pont des Arts is one of the most stereotypical tourist locations she could have chosen to hang out at. She’s not here to see the sights – she did that, her first week in Kalos, so long ago. But she likes the way it overlooks the river, the way she can easily blend into the crowds. She, almost, can disappear.
And it’s not, exactly, that she hopes to be invisible. It’s just that sometimes, she simply wants somebody to switch off her spotlight.
“Moon?” She freezes. She shuts her eyes. The lights come back on. Isn’t it too soon? “Oh wait, sorry, I thought you were somebody else-”
He sounds panicked, almost. Disappointed. Moon swallows, and forces herself to grip the railing tighter, and focus on the ripple of the waves blow.
“Gladion?” He stops.
“Oh. Hi.” She almost wants to laugh. They haven’t seen one another in two years, and this is the first conversation they’re going to have?
“Hey,” she says. Well, it’s not like there’s much she can do about it. He comes up on her right, and leans against the railing the same way she does. They both stare straight ahead. Moon can’t bring herself to look himself in the eye.
“I didn’t know you were around,” he comments, almost nonchalantly. Maybe that’s the game they’re playing – the one where they pretend nothing happened, where they pretend that nothing is wrong. The one where they pretend they never stopped talking in the first place.
Well, all right then.
“Yeah, I-” Tell him about the airport, she tells herself. Moon does not tell Gladion about the airport. “I was just stopping by,” she says. “You know, just for a few weeks or so. Maybe a few months. Then I’ll be off again, you know, the whole travelling the world thing-”
She can’t talk to him. Why can’t she talk to him? Why can’t she talk to him anymore? Moon shuts her mouth.
“Nevermind,” she mutters. Gladion doesn’t speak. Instead, he runs a hand across the grate of the bridge. He picks up a lock.
“Why do people do this?” He asks. Moon turns to stare. Immediately, she looks away again.
“What do you mean?” She can’t look at him. She really can’t. Arceus knows she’s always found him… attractive, at the least, but she can’t because they’re just friends, and friends don’t realize after two entire years that they miss one another so much that they just-
“I mean, what do the locks do? Don’t you think it’s silly?” Moon bites her lip. No. She doesn’t miss him. It’s okay. She’s okay. She looks out, over the water again. The waves become like clockwork, the metronome that keeps her going. That’s all she can count on.
“I don’t know.”
Moon doesn’t have a lot to keep her going anymore. There is no routine, there is no normal. She’s travelling all over the world, she never settles down and she never finds anything that she… loves. So she learns to take comfort in the few things she can – the incandescent ticking of a watch, the way the waves below her ripple and the steady routine at which the boats pass. And she won’t say it to him – she won’t say that maybe the locks do mean something, maybe they give the couples a little something to remind them that at one point, they did love, and that maybe it’s all going to work out in the end. He’d probably laugh at her. Actually, maybe she wants to hear him laugh.
“What are you doing here?” He asks. Moon shrugs.
It’s not worth it.
“I like Kalos,” she answers. She knows that isn’t what he meant.
“You know that’s not what I meant.” See? Exactly.
“I don’t know.” She’s been saying that a lot lately. Moon sighs, and tries again. “I mean, I like it here. I… blend in. Short and all.” He used to tease her for being short. She’d bite back that maybe he was just too tall. There’s no teasing anymore. “I like watching the water, Lumiose is pretty. It’s kind of calm, if you get what I mean?”
“I find it funny that you find one of the most popular tourist locations in the whole city to be calm,” he remarks. Is it really funny? Neither of them are laughing. Neither of them are smiling, either.
“I don’t know, I just like it I guess.” She looks back down at the locks. “The locks are kind of silly, but it’s a cute idea. Symbolism or whatever, you know? It’s like… a promise.”
Shut up, Moon. Just shut up.
Silence.
See? He doesn’t care. Why would he care? Stop talking, Moon, stop talking-
“I guess I could see that.” Her brain shuts right up. Moon almost smiles. “I mean, you know I don’t really believe in superstitions or romantic sappy stuff.” She does know. She does remember. Moon remembers a lot of things. “But I guess some people like it.”
She nods. Like me, she almost says. Lillie would too. So would… she bites her lip. So would have we, you know. If you’d asked three years ago.
“Yeah,” she says absently.
Maybe Moon misses more than simply Gladion. Maybe she misses a lot of things – the way this conversation would have gone, three years ago. The way she knows that they’d have put a lock on the fence too, the way she can picture how he’d scowl at the prospect, only for him to end up giving in anyways. And then she’d come back, she’d find it, she’d regret and she’d smile and then she’d move on. None of that happened.
She misses the way they used to smile, the way they used to laugh. She misses the past. She misses the way that he was the one to make her happy.
“Well, I gotta go,” Gladion says. He stands up straight, and takes a step back. Moon simply nods. “I’ve got work stuff here for the next two weeks, we should get together and hang out or something.” She almost laughs. They both know that’s not going to happen. But she nods anyways, again. She doesn’t speak. “Are you okay?”
And of course he still cares. Of course he still asks. And of course he can still see, the way her eyes seem to drift and her face seems to go blank when she’s lost in thought, when she’s floating in open space and she’s not even breathing anymore. He was one of the only ones who ever could.
Is she okay?
“Just spaced out, sorry. I’m fine.” Moon isn’t quite sure if that’s anywhere near true. But hell, even if it isn’t – she’ll deal with it. She always does. She turns to him, and her breath catches. She forces herself to keep her face flat, neutral. She fakes a smile.
“I’ll see you around.” For the first time, Gladion meets her eyes. She knows that he doesn’t believe her. But still, he nods, he shrugs, and then he turns away.
“Yeah. You too.” He waves over his shoulder, and then he’s gone. Disappears, like a black shadow into an even darker crowd. Moon wishes she could blend in that way. Then she turns, simply, back to the water. She looks down at the locks that line the bridge. Then she picks one up, turns it over, and breathes.
You should have told him. You should have told him that you miss him, that you want to try and you want to be friends and you want to at least see him again. You idiot, you idiot-
She shuts her eyes.
You miss him, Moon, the voice says softly. It’s changed. It’s not her own voice anymore. Somehow, it sounds like Lillie. Moon isn’t sure why. Why don’t you try?
But maybe trying is the hardest part of it all, and maybe it’s the one thing that she finds herself unable to do. And maybe, maybe, one more maybe – it isn’t just Gladion she misses.
I think I miss us, Gladion. I miss us.
Moon squeezes the lock in her hand, looking it over one more time.
And then she lets it drop.
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ik the timestamps at the start might confuse you but the only chapters that actually take place on the same day as one another are the last two, the rest of them are all a few days apart from one another, i just wanted a nice day-night progression with the time of when each chapter took place 😛
MOO
VIPER
:’)
this was so heartbreaking i could imagine the scene so well and- it just hurt even more
lfakjds omg that’s really nice for me to hear tho tysm lark 💖🥺
Oh. my. freaking. StarClan. I hate you. This is fic is too freaking sad ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (I love it I promise)
ahhh i’m sorry! i was going for a very sad melancholy type of feel so i do hope that got across, but i’m glad you like my writing and that you can really feel the emotions, that makes me really really happy <33
I haven’t been on for like a month…so sinnoh remakes, what do you think?
YES!
hi so i know i need to post the next chapter of my fic but i’ve just been ahhhh really stressed and really busy with full time in person high school (oh joy oh yay), i’m really not loving it (okay that’s an understatement i hate it) so yeah that’s been fun :(((
also i spent half an hour coding the entire chapter only to accidentally hit the back button and it all got deleted so ughhhh i’m just really upset and salty about that and i haven’t had a chance to redo all of it :((( it’s the longest chapter of the fic and it took so long to code but it just got deleted because i accidentally hit the button on the side of my mouse which serves as a back button, as i have now learned. so yeah i’ll try and post soon but idk when i’ll have the chance i’m sorry
on the other hand i wrote two chapters of my main current fic over spring break which was nice! they’re like 2-3.5k long so pretty long, i’ve finished the prologue-ish thing and the first four chapters haha ONLY 62 MORE CHAPTERS TO GO
(don’t worry that doesn’t include the seven long interlude-esque oneshots, the 10 chapter conclusion multichapter fic, the possible multichapter post-finale fic, and the final oneshot ha i’m sane i promise-)
but anyways i’m trying not to burn myself out for those of you who know the NaNoWriMo Mess TM and we’re def not gonna repeat that but yeah anyways that’s cool idk if i’ll post it on the blog anytime soon since it isn’t on AO3 either but anyways yeah i’m alive i’m doing semi-okay i just wanted to say that it mightttt be a while until the next chapter goes up
but!! i just wanna say!! bc i was bored and rewatching twilight wings for the battle scene in ep 7 in my 5 seconds of free time today! that little snippet of leon and raihan’s battle is hands down the best pokemon battle animation IN MY OPINION, it’s SO smooth and SO beautiful and to see aegislash’s stance changing so fast, it diving in and out of the water, flygon chasing it, the transitions between each pokemon, DRAGAPULT LOCKING ON WITH ITS DREEPY MISSILES ugh i love it sm anyways what’s ur fav animated pokemon battle?? i’m curious 😄
omg not coding mistakes thats awful :C
YAY YOU WROTE BIG CHAPTERS OMG <3
and yes. you are the first priority. i cannot overstate how much more we care about you and how you're doing > the fics. no more nanowrimo mess <3
OMG YAY I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THAT MEANS BUT SMOOOOOTH THATS GOOD!
I have none because I really don’t watch the anime too much, and where I am In the anime’s also kinda ramps down the interestingness but yeah I love all of them
i usually watch the japanese version but with eng subs haha, there’s some sites for it, if you mean that your native dub is bad 😛 but yeah i’m not a hugeeee fan of journeys, i watched sun/moon bc it was on netflix, but xy/xyz is by farrrrr the best and i do love it a lot haha
I usually do English dub because I have no choice 😛 but I deal I’m kinda used to it by now(Also what would I do without Prime Video to get me through All Gazillion episodes of Pokemon and Yugioh)
Aw no moon thats frustrating. Just take your time your real life comes first <3<3
AH YAY GIANT BIG FIC WITH LOTS OF CHAPTERS AND PROLLY ANGST LETS GOOO
hands down my fave battle animation is Leon and Raihans battle as well. Everything is so smooth and it transitions really well and omgggg it was amazing
Time for Bloss’s Question of the Day!
(imma start doing this to try and keep the page alive, on Tuesday’s, Thursday’s, and Friday’s, and sometimes Saturday’s or Sunday’s)
Today’s question: Who’s your favorite rival in the games?
alarin’s hair
jk im sorry i dont know pokemon too well and only learn through osmosis from moon’s ficsALAIN IS THE CHARACTER ALARIN IS THE SHIP VIPER >:(((
also alain’s anime only so you’re better off going with gladion aka french fry hair
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
OK I CHANGE MY ANSWER TO THAT OOPS
isnt it like
conversion rates
3 gladions in a trench coat to produce 1 alain
alain is two gladions in a trench coat, viper. two. nice try tho 😛
NOOOO I GOT MY CONVERSION RATES WRONG
:pensive: this is discord now
Thats hard 🙁
In game? Probably gladion.
Anime? Alain all the way
YOU HAVE MADE MY DAY EVERYBODY SHOULD LOVE ALAIN 😭
Thats hard 🙁
In game? Probably gladion.
Anime? Alain all the way. No contest
gladion! as you probably know from my fic that i’m posting haha 😛 he WAS my favorite character in the entire franchise, possibly in any franchise EVER, but…
then i rewatched part of xyz and alain happened 😛 literally if you know one thing about me it should be that i am a certified alain fangirl i love him so much it’s like an issue 😂
Don’t make me choose 😛
Personally, my own favorite is Hau as he’s super supportive and nice in the games, which I love, he’s never salty about losing to you and is just a bundle of fluff, Gladion comes at a close second as he is my edgelord child and i love him
Heyo! It’s Bloss back with her question of the day, (since she missed Friday, oops!)
Question of the Day: Who was your first starter Pokémon?
(Yes bland and boring ik but my brain just did school I can’t think of anything better)
Bloss is back with her QotD!!! (I promise I’ll try to keep to the schedule)
Today’s QotD: Pokémon aired its first episode without Ash or Pikachu EVER in Pokémon Journey’s part 4! Wow! So what do you think about finally phasing Ash outta the series and replacing him, maybe with Goh, maybe with a female protag, or someone else?
Eevee! Technically I started with LGP/LGE, I didn’t really like them that much, but it is still my first. I mean, I like them now, but not then. If my friend hadn’t bugged me to get SwSh, I probably wouldn’t be into pokemon, so I’m just gonna also mention my SwSh starter was sobble.
My first starter was Fennekin! my sole purpose for picking it was because it was cute lmao
I think i nicknamed it Fen, but i dont remember very well 😛 The Fennekin line will always have a special place in my heart.