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cosmicssubway · 1 year
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robotoooo · 3 months
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I thought of some more:
Penny and Larry bonding over Geeta being an overbearing boss.
Kieran asking Rika if Geeta is with her (She gives him the creeps.)
Drayton teasing Carmine for not making it into the E4. She vows to take his spot someday.
Clavell asking Ortega if Team Star has disposed of 'those ghastly Starmobile contraptions' as he requested. The answer: a very unconvincing yes.
Eri. That is all.
Crispin offering to make Rika the hottest meal he can after she brags how much she likes spicy food. She excitedly accepts.
Amarys lecturing Atticus for Team Star's flagrant disregard for their school's uniform.
Carmine getting annoyed at Nemona for muttering "mochi mochi mochi" all the time.
Geeta reminding Tyme that her offer to join the E4 still stands.
Kieran greeting Salvatore in Paldean, prompting Salvatore to start a whole conversation. In response, Kieran sheepishly admits that he only learned enough to say hello.
Tyme and Raifort admiring the academy's efforts to revive previously extinct species like Rampardos and Kleavor
Poppy asking Larry why he always brings his "lunchbox" if he's gonna at the cafeteria anyway.
Iono pestering Geeta to appear on her next stream.
Sanguaro talking to Arven about what he wants to do as a career. (Chef, Breeder, Daycare, etc.)
Hassel congratulating Mela on her latest art assignment. She wasn't expecting the praise and doesn't know how to deal with it.
Nemona fangirling over a book about champions from around the world she found in the library.
Miriam commenting on how big Penny's glasses are and asking why she doesn't try contacts. (Answer: Putting something on her eye icks her out and she thinks the glasses help balance her face.)
Raifort asking Salvatore to help translate some text she found. The further he gets, the more he questions what he's reading.
Atticus and Brassius discussing their respective art forms.
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yaboyhoney · 7 months
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Thank you for taking my request, i just see all the teachers like a group of parents (especially after seeing Salvatore get worried over that lil pawmi in his story) no need to rush yourself but is it okay if we can get a part 2? 💛
Paldea Teachers being called Mom/Dad by student reader!
Salvatore
This guy is definitely among the sweeter staff members.
He was giving you your test back, you got a full score! In fact the whole class did!
He's so pleased with himself that he praises everyone but then people begin to laugh when you respond back with, "Thanks Dad."
He's surprised but his heart sings a bit. He loves how cute and goofy his students are.
But then the class pulls a prank on him by everyone calling him dad in a different language.
Now look at what you did!
Dendra
She had an after school voluntary gym workout class.
This was meant for students who wanted to be physically fit but surprisingly you're the only student
but it means you get the best teacher to student gym training anyone could ask for!
During your training, Dendra is hitting you with the constant praise, affirmation, and encouragement to do your best.
After an hour, she gives you a sports drink and tells you go rest. As you're thanking her for the drink, you accidentally call her mom.
Her eyes go WIDE when she hears that, her face and ears burning. But she then lets out a hearty laugh and tells you to not expect any homemade meals unless you somehow want a burnt sandwich
Saguaro
You were a student that often never got to enjoy homecooked meals prior to coming here. You never learned how to cook prior to coming here, only really eating instant food.
Saguaro sees the potential in you to cook exemplary food so he offers to give you some easy recipes to try out in your personal room.
One day, you surprise him with misshapen cookies. The shapes aren't quite right but the flavor is great!
He compliments you to no end, taking in great pride that you are improving. He even offers to give you a great big hug!
You hug him and mumble, "thanks dad," thinking he would not hear it.
But no. He did. He cries later in private with how sweet you were.
Hassel
Hassel is known to be the most emotional teacher out of the group due to how much he cares for everyone.
He's known for making a lot of connections with the students. Some go on to become great dragon masters, artists, or just in general great trainers.
Hassel teaches not only the value of art but the value of connections and relationships you make with people, so naturally people draw towards him as a parental figure.
Openly sobs into his arms in public hearing you call him dad because of how sweet you are. Please be sure you keep in contact with this man even after you graduate because he'll be thinking of you for years.
Director Clavell
It's common to see why people love the director so much.
He's kind, courteous, lenient, and overall a great leader to have.
He cares for every student, every teacher, every pokemon.
When you call him dad, no matter whether it be by accident or intentionally, he takes in great pride in knowing you see him as family.
He does digress that though he is not your father, he is pleased and proud of you.
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crystal-clovers · 4 months
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They both have premium balls (at least, Clavell wears some)
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And have similar ball throws…
The old man yaoi allegations continue.
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frutifrantastic · 1 year
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you know what... Uncheugy your Clavell's
jokes aside, this was for a challenge from a friend to draw Younger Clavell as this post I made long ago
I don't plan to finish this yet unless this post get a big amount of notes and I will draw it more canonly jajaja
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The Results!
The results are in, and with an astounding 72.3% of the finals votes…
The winner of the Battle Facility Poll is…
IN FIRST PLACE WE HAVE SUBWAY BOSS INGO AND SUBWAY BOSS EMMET OF UNOVA’S BATTLE SUBWAY!!!!
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Give a round of applause to our winners!
And now, in second place, we have Battle Chatelaine Evelyn of the Kalos/Hoenn Battle Maison!!!
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And finally, in third place… Director Clavell of Naranja/Uva Academy’s Academy Ace Tournament!!!
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Thank you all for voting in these polls over the last few weeks, and congrats to all of our winners!!!!!!!
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gleaming-glasses · 1 year
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More Director Clavell Sygna Suit cuz he’s so goofy
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lulivalu · 1 year
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couldn't find a relationship chart for pokémon scarlet / violet so i made one!
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sillyshrimps · 1 year
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It baffles me
How many people depict Turo as very muscular, when he is in fact a rather lean guy.
It's fine though, it's a super valid hc, and anyone is free to have their own takes on the character, so have mine:
Turo doesn't really care about fitness or his health in general. He's so dedicated to his work that he often skips his meals, only to realise hours later that he is in fact starving.
He would then eat a lot and very quickly, the kind of thing it's better avoiding. He often gets stomachaches when he does. There's a lot of ready-made/canned food in his fridge/food storage, cooking is definitely not an option.
He does not particularly enjoy eating, and he hardly does it without multitasking. The only times he actually sits just to have lunch or dinner is when Clavell brings him a meal.
"Have as much as you like." Would say the older man. His meals are probably the only fresh thing Turo ever eats.
Below, a picture of his Zero Lab microwave.
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frizzdotbizz · 10 months
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the nintendo direct made my third eye open
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hoodiehorizon · 1 year
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cosmicssubway · 1 year
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cliveposting hours. and the director is here too ig
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ask-zerotrio · 5 months
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Clavell discord server shenanigans
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celticcatgirl2 · 10 days
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“… I hate a lot of things and I don't particularly like anything. What I have is not a dream, because I will make it a reality. I'm going to restore my clan and destroy a certain somebody….”
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crystal-clovers · 4 months
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baubles like blueberries (directorshipping, Cyrano x Clavell, 1093 words)
General audiences for my little holiday fic! Very late but I literally did not have the time haha.
Just lots of fluff, and some sappy old men to keep us going.
ao3 link
Under the cut if you'd prefer to read it here
The holiday season had always been something or nothing for Clavell. It was either extremely busy and exhausting, or as dull and mundane as any other day. It wasn’t a problem as such- many people his age experienced the same thing, whether it be because they didn’t have any loved ones to share the time with, or they were too tired, or generally because the season was just… more for the kids, in a way. Clavell wasn’t as enthralled by gifts as his students were by any stretch. In fact, he found himself flustered and embarrassed by the thought of someone spending precious money on silly old him.
As much as spending time with others sounded amazing, and as much as he tried to arrange some sort of gathering, things hadn’t gone that way, and instead he sat in silence in his homey cottage with a fresh mug of tea in both of his hands, waiting patiently on his worn couch.
He wasn’t waiting for anything in particular, nor was he trying to waste the day away. He just, for the first time in a while, had nothing to do. No bills to pay, no emails to be checked, and no students to look after. Nothing. He didn’t even need to look after his pokemon; they were all out in the kitchen busing themselves with the new toys he had bought them.
Clavell didn’t mind being on his own that much (okay, a little) but with the twinkling of lights from the neighbouring houses taunting him, it was hard not to feel a little… disappointed. Perhaps it was normal to feel this way- he assumed many others spent this time of year on their own and knew of the feeling.
Forgotten was probably a better way to describe it. He didn’t want to sound selfish in any way, though he was quite jealous of the little nuclear family that lived a couple of doors down: something he’d never had even as a child.
Staring out of the glazed window beside him, he gulped down the little lump in his throat. Violent rain battered the glass like an intruder. It didn’t snow very regularly in southern Paldea, unless a particularly strong gust from Glaseado brought the frost down with it, making the Delibird Day songs about the snow pretty pointless unless you lived somewhere like Montenevera. He’d only ever seen snow where he lived once, and it wasn’t even enough to cover the ground. Back in Galar he had, though, especially in Circhester. The thought of the markets and the fairy lights back home made him have to gulp another lump back down his tightening throat. It was silly to think like this, anyway.
The sound of rain had always helped him fall asleep, and so as soon as his tea had been sipped and finished, he found himself drifting off to the pitter-pattering with his cheek resting on his fist. It was just another day, after all, and he shouldn’t waste it. However, the fact that he could fall asleep like this made him feel particularly old, but hey ho. He was getting older, so naps on the couch wouldn’t hurt.
The doorbell rang. Houndoom zoomed to the door yapping his heart out. Clavell froze.
Who in Arceus’ name would be out and about in this type of weather? And more importantly, who in their right mind would come to his house?
He slowly rose from his seat, bones cracking, and shuffled his way to the door. Houndoom scurried back into the kitchen to let Clavell open the door, which slammed open due to the wind as soon as it was unbolted.
The man standing in front of him was definitely not a caroler, or someone trying to sell him something, or a student (to his surprise). And at least it wasn’t Geeta trying to get him to work. No, it was definitely the one man he didn’t mind seeing, despite his annoying vices.
His dear Cyrano, drenched head to toe in freezing rainwater, holding onto his hat with one hand and grasping a little pink bag in another. A pretty smirk was on his face, though Clavell couldn’t help but stare at his trembling bottom lip and the few tears that were streaming down his face.
“Velly-”
“Cyri-”
They both paused, then smiled when they tilted their heads back up.
“You’re-” The way Cyrano practically pounced on him was definitely a great way to potentially knock him down and kill him. He didn’t though, and what a relief that was, as if he had been killed he wouldn’t have been able to be suffocated by the kiss Cyrano had captured him in. His thin frame was pressed roughly into the taller man by his hips, pink bag and hat promptly dropped to the soggy floor to do so. Cyrano put his hands behind his partner’s ears to pull his head closer, then kissed him deeply, successfully warming them up from the winter’s chill blowing into them.
Once they’d separated, Clavell huffed. “I-I… I was going to say, you’re soaked. What… What are you doing out here…?”
Cyrano smiled, tucking a strand of Clavell’s hair behind his pink ear. “It’s Delibird Day, isn’t it not? Gotta give my gift to my Velly one way or another!” He beamed, yanking the bag off of the floor along with his hat. The now soggy bag was then handed to the smaller man with a tiny bow and a tip of his fedora. “Here you are, my sweet. Happy Delibird day!”
All Clavell could really do was shake his head as he stepped aside to let Cyrano into the house. “Thank you…” Cyrano shook his head in return and watched patiently as Clavell opened the bag. “I do have to admit, though, I haven’t got you anything… Wasn’t really expecting you here…”
“Oh, not a problem whatsoever! Sorry for not calling beforehand…”
Clavell looked up. “Nonsense, darling. It’s lovely to have you here.” He slid a fluffy thing out of the bag, and looked down at it. A small Pawmi plush holding a stuffed love heart smiled back up at him, with its beady eyes reflecting the hallway light. “Oh… It’s so cute…” A silly grin crept its way onto his face. “Thank you, my dear.”
Slipping off his coat, Cyrano wrapped his arms around the other man. “My pleasure, Velly.” A light kiss on his forehead was the only thing he needed to know that maybe the holidays weren’t such a lonely time after all.
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clavell-my-love · 1 year
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💜 CLAVELL LOVERS UNITE 💜
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💜 SENDING ALL MY LOVE TO CLAVELL 💜
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