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A Confection of https://jamcat. MDNI, dark and N/SFW themes present.
Group Pokémon OC, no affiliation with Nintendo or Game Freak.
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Rawst Berries. She loves pranking people with them, particularly if they don't know what they taste like.
Rawst Berries. She loves pranking people with them, particularly if they don't know what they taste like.
Continuing from point one- she actually likes bitter tastes!
Continuing from point one- she actually likes bitter tastes!
Briony likes sweet drinks, but actually adores matcha. Anything alcoholic turns her off.
Briony likes sweet drinks, but actually adores matcha. Anything alcoholic turns her off.
⠀“⠀A plant starts off in the form of a seed.
⠀⠀⠀It's from that seed that something
⠀⠀⠀wonderful will grow. You just need to
⠀⠀⠀put in the time, and effort...⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀”
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐨,
⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭
With a smile, wiping the tears from beneath her glasses, she looks back to wave goodbye to her father as the small ferry departs, marking the first step in the young woman's long, long journey...
With a smile, wiping the tears from beneath her glasses, she looks back to wave goodbye to her father as the small ferry departs, marking the first step in the young woman's long, long journey...
After showing the ticket to the staff, and getting herself seated with Meloetta, she looks out the window to her side, and rests a hand against the glass as she looks out to her father.
After showing the ticket to the staff, and getting herself seated with Meloetta, she looks out the window to her side, and rests a hand against the glass as she looks out to her father.
After a few moments, and a long, muffled sigh, Briony releases her father from their embrace, looking down to her side upon feeling Meloetta's reassuring grasp on her hand.
...it was time to go. And now, she was ready.
After a few moments, and a long, muffled sigh, Briony releases her father from their embrace, looking down to her side upon feeling Meloetta's reassuring grasp on her hand.
...it was time to go. And now, she was ready.
With one last embrace, holding back tears behind those red-framed glasses of hers, Briony buries her face into her father's shoulder, the other wrapping his arms 'round the girl, rubbing her back gently.
“...love you, Dad. I- I'll be back.”
With one last embrace, holding back tears behind those red-framed glasses of hers, Briony buries her face into her father's shoulder, the other wrapping his arms 'round the girl, rubbing her back gently.
“...love you, Dad. I- I'll be back.”
Once the two were out of the vehicle, Briony looked to Meloetta, then to her father, who was standing just outside the door of his truck.
Once the two were out of the vehicle, Briony looked to Meloetta, then to her father, who was standing just outside the door of his truck.
“...do you think you're prepared for that, Briony?”
Wordlessly, the greenette nods, looking her father square in the eyes.
Their farewell was a short, but sweet one. Braxton had driven his daughter Jubilife, where she
“...do you think you're prepared for that, Briony?”
Wordlessly, the greenette nods, looking her father square in the eyes.
Their farewell was a short, but sweet one. Braxton had driven his daughter Jubilife, where she
“I-... I wanted to go see where... where Mom was from.”
The words, albeit not visibly, shook Braxton to his very core. He knew it would happen one day, like a Hoppip
“I-... I wanted to go see where... where Mom was from.”
The words, albeit not visibly, shook Braxton to his very core. He knew it would happen one day, like a Hoppip
Braxton hadn't expected his little sprout to stay in such a small town for her whole life. She wanted- no, needed to get out there, and experience the world beyond the tree line of the town limits.
“...could I ask where, if you've planned that far ahead?”
Braxton hadn't expected his little sprout to stay in such a small town for her whole life. She wanted- no, needed to get out there, and experience the world beyond the tree line of the town limits.
“...could I ask where, if you've planned that far ahead?”
“Dad, I... I'm leaving. On a journey.”
Simple as that. That's how so many of the people passing through town started out. Why not her?
“Dad, I... I'm leaving. On a journey.”
Simple as that. That's how so many of the people passing through town started out. Why not her?
She had ran by the numbers over, and over again, making sure that she not only had enough money for the trip, but also enough for temporary lodging, basic necessities both for her and Meloetta... and now, she was prepared- at least, as prepared as she could possibly be.
She had ran by the numbers over, and over again, making sure that she not only had enough money for the trip, but also enough for temporary lodging, basic necessities both for her and Meloetta... and now, she was prepared- at least, as prepared as she could possibly be.
It played on repeat, in her head, for years. Years of working at the flower shop, growing and selling vegetables and berries from their own backyard, even helping harvest honey from Combee and Vespiquen, until the day
It played on repeat, in her head, for years. Years of working at the flower shop, growing and selling vegetables and berries from their own backyard, even helping harvest honey from Combee and Vespiquen, until the day
Years later, the memory was still vivid as the day it happened. Some nights, it played on repeat, along with dreams she couldn't quite make heads or tails out of no matter how hard she tried.
Years later, the memory was still vivid as the day it happened. Some nights, it played on repeat, along with dreams she couldn't quite make heads or tails out of no matter how hard she tried.
Briar was fading, with anywhere from mere moments to hours left in the world.
Braxton was beside himself, hardly able to maintain composure as farewells were
Briar was fading, with anywhere from mere moments to hours left in the world.
Braxton was beside himself, hardly able to maintain composure as farewells were
Meloetta had effectively become the child's only friend, keeping her company when alone, singing her to sleep where her mother couldn't, even helping care for the plants left for them by Briar.
Meloetta had effectively become the child's only friend, keeping her company when alone, singing her to sleep where her mother couldn't, even helping care for the plants left for them by Briar.
Briony was young when this happened, and so, grew up alone in an empty house for years, seeing her father for mere minutes each day,
Briony was young when this happened, and so, grew up alone in an empty house for years, seeing her father for mere minutes each day,