bethley
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I love Mob Psycho 100 SO much <3
They couldn’t get along for five minutes
Hi psycho one hundreds I'm alive have my boys I love them very much
Chronology of Major Gyjo moments (sources cited)
Gyro refuses to leave Johnny behind despite making it a point that he won't be slowed down by him
Chapter 14 - Across the Arizona Desert: Continuing on the Shortest Route
2) After being attacked, Johnny states the only one he trusts is Gyro
Also, early example of Johnny being willing to give the corpse up to save Gyro (even before Sugar Mountain!)
Chapter 27: Tusk (Part 3)
3) Gyro disobeying his father and familial tradition by giving in to his urge to save Johnny (and thereby fight like a 'true man' for what he wants)
Chapter 35: The True Man's World (Part 3)
4) Gyro putting his faith in Johnny to defeat their attacker. When Johnny thinks he's failed, he cradles Gyro's face and asks for forgiveness. (it's a major moment. to me)
Chapter 44: A Silent Way (Part 5)
5) Ok this one is just a little sus but I'm putting it in anyway: Gyro dreaming of that time he slept with one of his patients, only to immediately wake up and have a domestic scene with Johnny. For what purpose...?
Chapter 45: The Promised Land Sugar Mountain (Part 1)
6) Johnny gives up the corpse parts for Gyro (again), immediately followed by them drinking away their sorrows into the sunset. Who's doing it like them.
Chapter 48: Tubular Bells (Part 1)
7) Gyro finds the Golden Rectangle, previously described as, “… the foundation for every perfect structure for beauty" (Chapter 43: A Silent Way, Part 4) in Johnny eyes, and refuses to answer Johnny's question about where he's finding it. The implications of what Gyro thinks of Johnny's physical appearance are obvious.
Chapter 52: Wrecking Ball (Part 2)
8) Gyro sacrifices his hand, his only other point of reference for the Golden Rectangle, in order to save Johnny from a hit he probably could have tanked. Even Gyro looks a little surprised at himself... Also, they are all over each other this arc. Gyro is especially protective.
And, a little later:
Chapter 53: Wrecking Ball (Part 3)
9) Once it's revealed that Valentine intends to kill the rest of the racers (at least the ones who pose a threat to him), and makes an attempt on Johnny's life, Gyro attempts to convince Johnny to drop out, implying that he would drop out with him.
Of course, this is immediately followed by Johnny begging Gyro to, at the very least, help Lucy and see what she knows about the corpse parts. Seeing Johnny's distress at being so close to his goal only to have it snatched away from him convinces Gyro to stay in the race (something that will ultimately get him killed) and theorize how they can use the spin to defeat Valentine (via the stirrups). He tries to play it off but goddamn he is in love with him.
Chapter 72: Ticket to Ride (Part 2)
10) Shuiesha coloring may imply that Johnny is wearing Gyro's shirt beneath his own?? It's got the same collar and everything.
First appearance of this coloring choice is Chapter 63: 7 Days in a Week
11) Exchange of secrets no one else knows (they are each other's most important person!)
This panel in particular:
Chapter 76: D4C (Part 9)
12) And last but not least, thee set of chapter titles ever, in which Valetine attempts to bargain with Johnny to spare his life in return for bringing back Gyro. Johnny refuses, not because of any moral quandary about saving the life of an evil man, but because the Gyro brought back would not be the same. On top of that, he recognizes Valentine as a liar.
When it's all over, Johnny just breaks.
And that's the end of the chapter!
Chapters 88 and 89: Break My Heart, Break Your Heart (Parts 1 & 2)
13) Johnny's Goodbye (I like this scene more in b+w what can I say)
Chapter 95: The World of Stars and Stripes (Outro)
Obviously Johnny and Gyro have a lot of smaller moments too, but these are the ones that come to mind when I think of them!
DRAGON BALL Z episode 041
+ episode 042
♱ So live it up, baby, don’t look down.
le fishe
gyro makes up songs about his problems
sbr is actually just a romcom. gyjo is so domestic and cute!!!
It's not just another sleepover, but... Friendly interactions part two!!!
Part 1!
Diavolo throws Abdul from the cliff, and all Abdul can do is fall and watch the sky—watch the sky, and watch Polnareff, who comes tumbling down after him.
In which Abdul survives and sticks around with Polnareff and goes on with his habit of saving his life while risking his own. Go read “Like a Cloud of Fire”, a fic by @oraora-tarotaro with art by me~
There’ll be more art soon, but in the meantime you can enjoy the writing by itself
jojo's bizarre analog adventure
Dream Team is going to turn 10 this year, so a decade passed with me giggling at Luigi on the bottom screen doing a little jolt in his sleep whenever I jump.
Also; headcanon that he has been nothing but sleepy since he arrived on the island and Mario is constantly worried Luigi's gonna fall flat on his face during battles in real life/is hurting him while traveling through his dream world.
Writers Month 2021 #1 - Protectiveness
Writers Month (August) 2021 Day #1 Word: Protective / Setting: High School AU Fandom: Yo soy Betty la fea (YSBLF) Characters: Betty, Armando, don Roberto Pairings: Very subtle Armando x Betty Warnings: None Rating: K+ A/N: What do you mean with “who writes about a soap opera? YSBLF? Really?” Well, me for starters! But there is also a YSBLF category in Ao3, so this is not the first fanfiction for that fandom… Anyway, here goes nothing…
Everyone had pretty much already left the school, so not many got to see such a scene, nor heard the commotion.
It all happened very quickly.
Betty’s eyes widened like saucers, hand quickly covering her mouth while Armando Mendoza , the Armando Mendoza, kicked the man on the floor, whle surrounded by other two or three others that were trying to have a go at him. A tall one grabbed him from behind, and the moment Armando struggled to free himself, a third one took advantage of the moment and punched him right in the face. Armando wriggled in pain, but yanked himself free, violently pushing his opponents away.
“Stop, please, stop!” Betty shouted.
But before they could land another blow, another voice yelled at them, and they hesitated too long. Then they looked at each other, and the moment passed.
“Armando, what is the meaning of this?”
Armando braced himself and turned to look at the headmaster.
“I can explain…”
“I’m sure you will”, the man replied sternly. “And you three, go straight home this instant. If the bell hadn’t rang already, and if those that are still here were not already in need to arrive at their homes, I would leave you in detention indefinitely, right this moment.”
The trio, each one of them with visible bruises on their faces and wrists, averted their gazes, mumbling.
“What are you waiting for? Go!”
They didn’t wait to hear it again, and scurried off. Armando remained still, same as Betty, too shocked to speak.
“I want to know just what happened”, the headmaster said, this time sounding more tired than angry. “No excuses. Miss, you saw what happened…”
“Sir, I…”
“No, father”, Armando said, shaking his head. “You don’t have to involve her in this. I was the one who jumped at them. But I couldn’t just stay still while they… while they…”
He grimaced, perhaps in pain, too, judging by his swollen lip, and the bump on his forehead.
“No, Mr Mendoza, it was– it was my fault. He was just trying to defend me.”
Betty tried to hold the headmaster’s gaze, although she couldn’t help her eyes to lower, while he frowned.
“Whatever do you mean, miss… eh…”
“Pinzón, sir.”
Armando avoided his father’s questioning gaze. Roberto Mendoza looked again towards Betty, then again at his son. He frowned.
What a bizarre, unantaindable situation.
“Miss… Pinzón, were they trying to harm you in any way?”
“Oh no! Not at all, Mr Mendoza. They were just… saying things about me.”
“Which things?”
Betty adjusted her glasses with embarrassment, trying not to look at Armando, who was starting to look positively impatient and annoyed, with a trace of something else that she couldn’t pinpoint at the moment. She lowered her eyes, answering “About my appearance, sir. But it’s okay, I’ve dealt with these things before. It’s not like they were saying anything untrue.”
With a start, she catched from the glimpse of her eyes Armando abruptly raising his head, with a fierce scowl. “They were not saying true things. The way they said them, it was…” he shaked his head once again. “It was revolting.”
Betty knew better than to be affected by those comments. She really did. But there were times, like this one, when some people were remarkably more meaner than usual. She adjusted her glasses to hide her watery eyes, because she couldn’t believe that, out of all the hundreds of people at school, it had been the popular, casanova Armando Mendoza the one who defended her.
He believed that what they had said had been revolting. No matter if he found her revolting or not, he at least had found those comments to be. And that made her ridiculously happy.
The headmaster, now looking frankly concerned, talked to them for a little while longer. Armando and Betty didn’t talk with one another, Roberto interceded at every time, and soon enough, they parted ways. Armando went in another direction, claiming that his wounds were nothing and he still had something to do before going home. Roberto didn’t seem happy, but he didn’t argue.
Betty also parted alone. Her friends had gone home quite a while before her, but she preferred to be by herself at the moment anyway. Sighing with content, she was so distracted she almost got rolled over by a car, but thankfully managed to get home safely.
Armando had a lot to think about, too. Except he didn’t want to think about it, because it implied thinking about Betty, and he didn’t want to think about Betty.
He didn’t understand her one bit; but there was something about her…
There was something about her. Maybe it was her horrible, horrible fringe, or those giant cartoony glasses, or the way she even seemed to wear an oversized uniform, but at times he almost felt pity for her. He had rarely talked to her in the past (why would he?), but per some reason, she had been around when a couple of… dire situations happened to him, and she had helped him. She had kept quiet about a couple of embarrassing things that happened afterwards, and, he realized, he hadn’t even been afraid that she would tell them to anyone. She laughed a hideous laugh, and braces did not help, certainly; but at least, even with how little he knew about her, he knew that she was trustworthy.
And of course such an ugly, pitiful creature was constantly being mocked and mistreated, there was no other way around it. That was how things worked.
But there were mean-spirited comments, objective comments… and then there were the rage inducing comments. Those guys had crossed the line alright, in front of him. It had been too much. He started seeing red, and when he realized, his fists were flying. They responded, and he kicked them, and punched them again, until his father appeared.
It was such a strange notion to think about it, but he felt–
He stopped on his tracks. And then he resumed walking quickly, brushing it away.
Protective. He felt protective towards her.
A/N: tbh, Armando already behaves like an (immature) teenager most of the time, so no problem there! And Betty is such a sweet girl already, that it also doesn’t change much. Also, can I say that it is t a x i n g to write in another language?… I’m still not that good at making it flow properly… Anyway, thank you for reading, YSBLF needs more fics.
haha, i just seem to be stuck with this guy! don’t know why!!
❤️
(Hpyu; future settngs) Super long thread from my twitter that turned out to be a comic lol (read right to left)
Rest below cut
Seguir leyendo
Any emotion from Link is such a rare treat that I felt the need to put it all in one video.
not like im in love with him or anything
Nameless Week - Days 5 & 6: Sharing beds and Honeymoon.
Disc: This is my first time actually writing something, also my english is not perfect yet, so I might not be able to describe things correctly and I suck at describing emotions and so ;-;
Warnings: I’m not sure? I’d say this has some nsfw implied but nothing that explicit, sorry if this is inaccurate ;w;
Bonus: Freckled Green bc why the fuhk not, right?
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Well, finally. Said Green with a sigh at the end.
And how couldn’t he be tired? Travelling to Alola was a very long flight; probably the most exhausting of all the previous ones. Not to mention the jet lag they will start to experience in a no so short amount of time.
Red dropped the luggage aside the bed and so did Green. Pikachu was the first one to give that wide and comfy looking bed a try. Green, by other hand, had decided to carry Eevee on her Pokeball when they landed at the previous scale. So she wouldn’t be as tired as the lil yellow buddy was.
Soon, Pikachu was dead asleep in one of the fluffy pillows.
This little guy was indeed exhausted, Red. You should have got him into his pokeball when we last landed before taking this plane. Preached the hazel eyed guy, softly.
Red gave Green the look of a child who has been scolded by a sweet mother who was always right.
The taller one took his cap off , sat on one of the bed’s edges and took a deep breath, resting his face on both of his hand palms. Green looked at Red, subtle smiling and sat beside him.
I told you it was okay to sleep in the plane, as I did.
Green hated to sound as an overprotective mom whenever Red ignores his suggestions. But can’t help it. Since Mt. Silver, Green decided to always take care of Red, no matter what. Without hesitations.
Brush your teeth and let’s go to sleep. I’ll take care of the luggage.
Red shaked his head in negation, patted Green’s shoulders and stood up. Green gave him an indignation look
“You naughty kiddo”
Then, both unpacked their stuff and made themselves at the hotel room between in-jokes and silly games of their own. Having fun together as always. They had a good time organizing their stuff and realizing they forgot some on Kanto. Once they found Pikachu’s bed, Red took him carefully and settle him in there. The yellow little one didn’t seem to have light sleep.
Later, the married couple got a video call from Professor Oak, making sure everything was okay. He also let them know that Samson could help them if needed.
After a long questioning and advice giving, Green’s grandfather finally said goodbye.
Have fun and take care. Added Prof Oak, winking. Oh! Red, don’t forget what we’ve talked last week, huh?
Red blushed.
And Green, I don’t want to hear you have been bad with little kids! Battle them properly! Don’t be so harsh, remember where you come from. Okay?
Green clicked his tongue and frowned as he looked away. “Guess being the mom is hereditary.”
Have a sweet honeymoon, by the way!
The videochat ended.
For Arceus Sake! Gramps almost asked us if we were wearing underwear! Grumbled. Also, what with that “don’t forget what we’ve talked last week” thing, huh, Red? Questioned the guy with hazel eyes, lifting a brow.
Red put on a shocked face and denied with his hands. Green sighed in resignation.
Anyways, let’s go to sleep, dear.
Green trailed his hand down his husband’s forearm and over the back of his hand, making his way to hold hands with Red. They were right in front of their bed, and now they both had a question.
Which side of the bed you want? both asked in unison, immediately turning around and giving a funny look at each other. Both laughed until they felt the need to take a deep breath, then, exchanged a shy look.
This wasn’t indeed the first time they shared a bed, they have been doing this since childhood. But now things are different, both are adults, not only that, they’re married. Even so, they have been very busy with their own stuff and couldn’t go on a honeymoon before, and now the time has come. They have been invited to Alola as special guests for the Battle Tree, that was the first reason they left Kanto. But it was Red’s suggestion to make this travel their honeymoon too.
Green usually chooses to sleep beside the wall because he moves a lot when sleeping, so Red takes the other side to prevent him to fall off of the bed. But this bed wasn’t placed beside a wall, so it made things a little complicated.
So, which side you choose? Asked Green putting his hand on his hips, his typical pose.
Red made a gesture with his lips, as saying that he’s okay with either side. Green lifted both brows as getting what his husband was trying to tell him with that gesture.
Fine then, I’ll go with this side.
Green got in the bed and covered himself with the blankets, choosing the right side of the mattress. Then, he looked ahead and saw Red starting to take off his shirt. Green’s cheeks turned red.
W-What are you doing?
After a couple of seconds, he realized they were still wearing their clothes. “Ah, but of course” said the blushy boy to himself, embarrassed.
Can you pass me my paja-
Red crawled into bed and lay down beside Green, cuddling him before he could even finish talking.
Babe, please, you are gonna catch a cold if you don’t put on some clothes to sleep.
There he goes again, acting like Red’s mom even in situations like that. Alola has pretty hot weather so the conditioned air on the room was very cold to make a balance. You need to have perfect health for -
Can I? Asked Red with a soothing voice.
Green got it.
The fact that Red always asks permission to start that kind of things always makes Green’s heart pound faster, he didn’t even feel like saying some stupid comment as “But of course, you dork! I’m your hubby, duh” as he would in a normal situation. Green knew this was a serious, no, a sacred moment for Red, even for him. It wasn’t their first time or anything, but this was their honeymoon and that made things more embarrassing for him, though Red seemed to be perfectly calmed. Green turned around and nodded in response. Then, closed his eyes.
So the taller one then began to unbutton Green’s black shirt, slowly. Green slightly opened his eyes, as peeking shyly at what Red was doing, cheeks blushing fire red. He has always admired the delicacy with which Red treat him, not only in moments like this. That makes his heart race and his tummy feel as if a lot of Butterfrees were trapped in there. Just as a teenager.
When done, Red kissed his husband on the forehead and got closer to his face. They both looked at each other as the precious treasure they are for each other. He smiled, so did Green.
Red isn’t a talkative person, but lots of things happen in his mind. He could only think of how beautiful his husband’s eyes looked when they caught some light reflections from the lamps that enlighten the room. It was as if Red could look through them and see directly to Green’s soul.
And it was beautiful.
Green then reached Red’s hands, entwining fingers. His gaze turned softer.
Green was completely vulnerable now. When it comes to Red, he wouldn’t hide behind that cocky and sassy attitude of him, but instead being himself: a quite sensitive and adorable boy with an enormous heart, filled with lots of love towards his husband. That was the real Green Oak, the one that only Red and professor Oak has gotten to know. Red is very grateful with Green for letting him know his real self.
Later, it was the hazel eyed boy who would start brushing his lips against Red’s, as if they were the canvas in which Green will paint his feelings on. The lack of oxygen caused them to briefly break the kiss, when both filled their lungs with each other’s breath, Red started tracing Green’s cheek with his thumb, touring then his neck, stopping by the shoulder and caressing in circular motions. Green had his eyes closed again, suddenly, he felt his shoulder even warmer than before. Smooches and soft bites were the next sensations he could perceive. Red had taken the sleeve off of him, leaving his husband’s shoulders and half of his back free. Green felt the need to lay down on his tummy when he sensed Red’s kisses making their way to his back. And so he did.
So, once he got Green’s shirt off, Red began to leave a path of kisses as stars in a constellation along Green’s back. Red was willing to kiss each of Green’s freckles, he won’t let any centimeter free of his kisses.
Not having enough with that, Red wrote his name using the tip of his index finger as brush and his husband’s spine as parchment paper. When reaching his lower back, Green shivered and let out a little moan. Red chuckled. Green has always had funny reactions when someone touches that area, as when someone touches your hair and you are off guard, it kind of tickles.
Don’t make fun of me, you idiot!
Green used his arms to rise himself a little in protest, then sat frowning and pouting softly. Red got close to him and kissed his cheek as an apologize, then hugged him tight.
According to Green, being loved by Red is the best thing of being alive.
Red feels the same way towards Green. Being able to love him and feeling his love was the only reason why he left that mountain.
So precious
Since it is the fav boys' anniversary, here are some prompts with wedding/proposal themes!!
Proposal
1. Green's so nervous about proposing that he talks about it in his sleep. Red now knows everything.
2. 'If you can beat me in a battle, I'll marry you.'
Green knows Red isn't serious, but he can't help the way his heart flutters at the thought of marrying Red.
3. They've faked five proposals as April Fool's jokes. Red wonders why Green decided to change the ring for the sixth.
Wedding Planning
1. Red wants a vanilla cake, but Green wants chocolate. They have a battle to decide on the flavor.
2. Green has everything planned down to which pair of socks he's wearing with his suit. Meanwhile, Red still can't decide if he should wear his hat during the ceremony.
3. "No, Red, we are not getting married on a fucking ice mountain."
Wedding
1. They get married in secret while on vacation.
2. They're both exhausted from the day's events, so they sneak away from the reception hall to take a nap in a dressing room.
3. Green can't stop crying while Red says his vows because he knows Red only speaks when he's serious about something.
❤💚❤💚❤💚❤💚❤
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Palletshipping Day Masterpost
Like last year, here’s a collection of fanfics to read and amvs to watch for Palletshipping Day!<3
FANFICS
Multichapter stories
Seven Parasols (+M)
Footsoldiers (+M)
In Ruins (T)
Bound (+M)
Intuition (M)
Fire & Ice (+M)
Waking up (+M)
What I’ve done for you (T)
Because of you (T)
Melody of a memory (T)
Summer days (M)
Bygones (M)
Find it, Fix it (+M)
If this is to end in fire (M)
Vertigo (T)
Oneshots
Rival (K)
Never Forget (T)
Art, nothing more (M)
Birthday Gifts (T)
Want (K)
When you smile (T)
Night terrors (K)
Good luck charms (T)
Somebody to love (T)
A Tout le Monde (K)
Once a week (M)
Christmas Gifts (K)
Thrill (T)
Never too much pocky (T)
And into love go streaming (T)
Kiss to make it better (K)
Pants on fire (T)
Cheater, cheater, pumpkaboo eater (T)
Gimme (T)
Thinking out loud (T)
Smutshots (main focus on sexual content)
Natural
Pretty in pink
Only you
I liked it
In the woods
Genie in a bottle
Maple sugar is anyhting but sweet
Chemicals react
Blurry forevers
Fifteen minutes of fame
AMVS
Symphony of Sound
Stupid and anxious (MEP part)
I got a feeling
Art of war
30 minutes
Time after time
This crush ain’t going away
Complicated
My only love
All the things she said
Enemy
blue calls you and rambles on about pokemon in hgss and i could only imagine him keeping red up with his nonsense
a quick grass tutorial
I’ve never really wrote a tutorial before so apologies if this is bad
1. okay first thing I do is pick three colors, a mid, dark, and light. I like to check the colors in greyscale to make sure there’s enough contrast between each one.
I then plop down a blob of whatever my middle tone color is.
2. next, I take my dark color and just sort of randomly place it around. I try to make sure there’s a good amount of both the mid and dark tones spread throughout. I personally like to keep it kinda messy. I also have pen pressure on for both brush size and opacity, so I can have some blending action going on.
3. for the next step I do the exact same thing as before, except with the light color.
4. aight this is where we start adding details. see how you just have a bunch of colors and edges where two colors meet? use the eyedropper and go to an area where two colors meet, eyedrop a color, and then use that color to draw in your grass blades. I do this at every point where colors meet. should note I personally like to use a square brush, but you can really just use anything.
5. you can technically stop at the last step if you’re going for a more simple look, but to add more details I go to the “empty” areas of solid color and just draw in random strokes using a color nearby. it’s just a way to fill up the empty space.
6. basically more of the same idea of eyedropping and drawing. for more variety so things look interesting, I like to add random plant shapes.
7. and so the grass doesn’t look too plain, I add random dots of color and pretend it’s flowers and stuff.
and there you have it, this is how I approach drawing grass.
(*hinakoma) I really want to know where is boundary of nsfw and not nsfw……🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔
This is beautiful
Masaaki Iwane created a fan animation for Pokespe and it’s absolutely gorgeous!! ♥
Precious
A summary look at them all! They are little restalized, I tried to fix the many errors, I hope their look got better (even a little would be great!) P.s. I hope to continue with the other dexholders one day, I’m on my way with the chapters I miss!
The pokédexholders
I choose you ♡
namelessshipping= gameverse green(blue)/red
originalshipping= mangaverse green(blue)/red
and as a bonus: palletshipping= anime gary/ash
