Pokemon Ask Blog
Based on trashy medieval-like fanfics


A brand new ask blog! And, *gasp*, it’s hosted by yours truly!

Yes, I tried starting up a new blog space for readers to send asks to my Pokemon characters, hooray! Obviously, it’s still under construction for now, but it’ll develop in time. (Then again, I can’t draw, so let’s see how long this lasts.)

No posts yet, simply because no asks, but I do have character pages up for the vast majority of characters that appeared throughout the Sneakpast series, including biographies not yet listed on my own blog’s character pages! (And some that probably never will be, because let’s be real, not everyone is an all-star, I’m sorry.)

Anyway, do us both a favor, and give it a follow! Or an ask! Or…something that shows support, because I spent a few hours making those character pages, and feel kind of worn out myself right now.

Oh, and of course, enjoy!

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.

Heathers (1988)

“It’s one thing to want someone out of your life, but it’s another thing to serve them a wake-up cup full of liquid drainer.”

We throw around the word never likes its nothing but a small rose petal. The word never is a doubled edged sword. On one side it says ‘I will never leave you’ and on the other it says ‘I will never love you.’
—  The Word Never
Looking back, I can’t remember the truth. I blew everything out of proportion so I could feel the hurt and betrayal and write about it in vivid detail. It was my own method of torture. My own undoing; and I enjoyed every second of it.
—  c.j.n.