Team Scarlet Warmup Sketches!

My backpack is decked out after 3 days of Momocon!! My search for a Grovyle pin/charm was unfortunately fruitless, but I found a ton of other really good ones so I’m not disappointed. I also got a ton of stickers, now my only issue is gonna be deciding where I want to put them all😅

I like you when you sleep 💕

I'm in a mystery dungeon mood again

The past few days one of my friend has been playing through Explorers of Sky, and he’s been streaming his run for me to watch while we VC on Discord. He knows of some of the characters that show up, but he’s going in pretty much spoiler free. Tonight he got to chapter 10 (Dusknoir’s first appearance) and mentioned that he remembered seeing Grovyle and Dusknoir being a ship online. He’s gonna be SOOOOOOO confused when he finds out they actually both want to kill each other currently instead of making out.

WHY IS DRAWING HANDS SO FUCKING HARD

Me: “Ok, I just got back home from my last day at Momocon! Time to spend the evening resting and catching up with all of my mutuals’ posts that I missed.”

Proceeds to have my heart exploded into ten million pieces by yet another Oblonger banger

I took @billycorn 's advice and decided to write a fic about this! The idea with the journal hit me hard and put this exact scene in my mind!

Dialga is Searching

Dialga stood in place. Meditating. Her mind drifted between timelines. Searching for any clues about the entity that caused her to lose her mind. All that appeared in his memories and in the timelines she examined however, was a hazy blob.

One with icy blue eyes that struck fear into the legend's heart.

She could still see those eyes clear as day. They haunted her. She knew she was more powerful than whatever being they belonged to, but they still filled her with a terror she had never felt before.

Dialga's meditation was interrupted by hearing the sound footsteps and labored breathing of a mortal approaching her body.

Dialga opened her eyes. Fully prepared to reprimand the fool that decided to approach her without permission. Her eyes then widened when she saw who it was, and what condition they were in.

It was Piplup.

Not just any Piplup, but the Piplup that was involved in bringing her back to her senses. Even if she didn't have the red bandana wrapped around her shoulder, she would have recognized her from her abnormal teal coloring. She believes her name is Melody?

Dialga's concern grew as she examined the bruises and cuts all across her body. Several cuts with coloring that indicated poisoning.

Despite that, and the pain she was clearly in, her expression was fiercely determined.

“Ah. Piplup. This is unexpected.” Melody looked up at her with wide eyes. “Why have you sought me out?”

The two stared at each other for a moment. Melody's expression slowly narrowed into intense anger. She swung the explorer's bag around to her front, pulled out a journal and grunted as she put her entire body into throwing it at her. The journal weakly landed on the ground in front of the legend.

In between heavily panting from the exertion, she snarled. “Read it.”

Dialga blinked in shock. Lightly recoiling her head. Then narrowing her eyes and looking down at the mortal.

“Your involvement in bringing me to my senses does not give you permission to treat me with such disresp-”

“I DON'T CARE!” Melody shrieked, interrupting the legend. She pointed a flipper at her. “You owe me Dialga! You have to do me a favor, and what I want is this! Now READ IT!!”

The two glared at each other for several moments. Her anger grew as a memory she didn't know she had, returned.

Dialga briefly considered bringing divine punishment down on this mortal for acting like she could command her like some mindless beast. Just like that thing had already done once before.

Dialga sighed. She does indeed owe this mortal. Disrespect and commanding aside, she would still be that mindless creature if it wasn't for her.

Dialga lifted the journal with Psychic. It would be unbecoming of Dialga to punish her whilst in a state of such intense emotion. She'll do what she asks and then give her a warning in no uncertain terms to never do what she just did again.

Dialga began to read. The first few pages contain a message to Melody, from herself. Begging her to not forget what is in this journal. And to ‘please believe that it's true.’

Dialga then quickly read through the rest of the journal. Almost every entry had to do with Sunny. The human-turned-Eevee that had been with Melody for the journey that they took to unfreeze the future.

A few entries had to do with Grovyle and Celebi. One particularly negative one had to do with Dusknoir betraying them. But every page mentioned Sunny at least once, even if the entry wasn't about her.

Dialga closed the journal and set it on the ground next to Melody. She continued to angrily stare at Dialga.

“That was touching, but I fail to see why you wanted me to read this.”

Melody's gaze fell to the ground. Her head hung low.

“Was it real?” She weakly asked. Barely louder than a whisper.

Dialga flinched. “What?” She asked.

Tears began to well in Melody's eyes.

“Was it real? Did any of that happen?” She breathlessly asked. She gave a sob and tears started streaming down her face.

Dialga's expression softened as she continued. “Nobody remembers any of that. It's like none of them ever existed.” She weakly cried out.

“I-I know the journal Says-h-h that it was, a-and that it's in my h-h-h-handwriting.” She hyperventilated. Dialga's eyes were wide, and her brows furrowed.

“B-h-h, But I don't kn-know anymore.” She sobbed a few more times. “I don't h- even rem-remember what she l-h-h-looked like.”

Melody fell backwards and sat on the ground. Sobbing for several moments before looking up at Dialga.

“P-please just tell me.” She pleaded. “D-did she e-exist? D-did h-h-h- a-any of th-that happen?”

Dialga stared at her for several seconds and then nodded. Melody's eyes widened.

“Yes. She did. All of them did.” Melody sputtered and sobbed some more. “Sunny did exist. Both of you helped save the world. As did Grovyle, Celebi and Dusknoir.”

Melody stared at her with wide eyes. Then shut them tight and sobbed.

“Th-thank Arceus.” She muttered. Then she sputtered and sobbed some more. She fell onto her side and curled up. Loudly sobbing.

Dialga could feel tears of her own stinging in her eyes. The first time she'd felt any for eons.

She watched the child cry for several minutes. An aching in Dialga's chest slowly rose the longer this went on.

Eventually, Melody's crying slowed. Then stopped with a heavy sigh. Tears still ran down her face as she sat upright and picked up the journal. Holding it in her flippers and stared at it for several seconds. Slowly rubbing the top of it.

Eventually, she put the journal in her bag and stood up. She turned and heavily walked back towards the way she came.

“Where are you going?” Dialga asked.

Melody stopped, and then sighed. “I just. I needed to know if she was real.” She muttered. “I needed to know that I wasn't going crazy. Thanks Dialga.”

Dialga narrowed her eyes. “I can simply open a passage to take you back to your home. I will not allow you to be further injured.”

Melody turned her head in surprise. “You would do that?” She gasped.

Dialga nodded. She then focused her power and a passage of time opened to the side of Melody, her jumping a bit in surprise.

“you are too injured to make the trek back on your own.” She said, trying her best to keep her voice sounding neutral.

“...Okay…Thanks.” Melody quietly said. She then stepped into the passage. It closed after she disappeared.

Dialga stood there for a few minutes. Just pondering the things that had happened.

She attempted to go back to meditating. But her mind constantly wandered back to Melody.

‘You have to do me a favor, and what I want is this!’

Dialga couldn't let the phrase rest. It replayed in her mind over and over.

Did she… Did she want Sunny back?

Dialga killed the idea of meditating and pondered.

The intense relief and sorrow that she had displayed was bringing Dialga to her own tears.

If she had asked Dialga to bring her back, if there was nobody to bring back, what would she have thought? What would she have done? Melody wanted to know if they were real.

Dialga shut her eyes. A tear escaping and fleeing down her face. She began to look through other timelines. Pondering what actions she could take.

And what of Grovyle, Dusknoir and Celebi? They gave their lives for hers.

And what about everyone else in that future that had been alive before being given a chance to live?

Dialga took a deep breath as she mentally prepared herself to do something she had never done before.

Wow I’ve been here for a year I guess

Tobias sketches.

Chapter 28 of The Present is a Gift has entered the building!

We get a Kip POV chapter in this one, and he is VERY CONCERNED about Twig. Read it on Ao3, PMD Fanfiction, or Tumblr here!

Hey everyone, I have a question for you all!! I’m currently in the process of designing a floragato sona/oc. I want to base them around a specific type of flower, but I’m not completely sold on anything yet. Right now I’m thinking lotus or some other tropical flower, but I’m open to suggestions!! If you know of any flowers or plants you think could make for a cool design, feel free to let me know here or in my asks!! Thank you!! :3