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justanotherstarlightmonger · 3 years

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Oh my God! Thank you for Yoongi's fic! I loved it 💕

I'm definitely eager for the second part 💜

I'm glad you liked it! Here's part 2!

She looks yours (Min Yoongi) Part 2 ~Smut~

Pairing: Yoongi x femalereader

Trigger warnings: Not much, slight overstimulation (?)

Find part 1 here.

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The next morning dawned bright and sunny, beams of bright sunlight pouring into your room from the windows, because you hadn’t closed the curtains last night.

Well you had been too busy making sweet love to your new boyfriend last night, as the dull ache in your lower abdomen very gently (notice the sarcasm) reminded you. You groaned as softly as you could, your legs incredibly sore.

The single arm swung over you twitched and you heard a shift of breathing behind you. Not a minute later, there were gentle hands pulling you back flush against a muscular chest, as you heard a very sleepy but very happy “Good morning!” in your ear. You laughed lightly and turned over to face Yoongi who had a smile set on his face to greet you.

“Hi.” You whispered, as usual your voice failing you this early. You cleared your throat and tried again, “Good morning to you too.”

Yoongi giggled, a sound you never thought you’d hear in this lifetime. Were you dreaming? You raised an arm and softly touched his cheek, just checking to make sure it wasn’t an illusion. But sure enough, he was all real solid man. Your man? You questioned yourself.

The gears of your mind started turning. After all, he had mentioned you were cute last night, and that was it. He had kissed you, yes but that didn’t mean much, did it? You knew full well that for someone like Min Yoongi, it did but you also knew there were many girls trying to slide into his pants, and this little adventure of yours, might just have been a way to release his pent up sexual energy with someone he trusted well enough to. And well, that energy had been released alright.

You blushed at the little flashbacks your brain allowed of last night. Skin on skin, room full of only soft grunts and kitten moans, the sound of ecstasy as both of you chased after your highs, over and over again, until you had to ask Yoongi to please stop since you absolutely would shatter if you came again. The earth shattering orgasms this man had given you would stand tall and proud in your sex life, and were definitely not something forgettable.

And just like that, the overthinking insecurities had now turned into thirst thoughts for the man who was staring at you very intently, leaning into your hand that was still cupping his cheek. He was a tad confused about your sudden red face, but was more than willing to wait until you finally shared whatever it was you were feeling, with him.

But you had found another dilemma facing you. How were you supposed to walk to the bathroom stark naked?

Yoongi noticed you were biting the inside of your cheek. “What’s bothering you kitten?” he finally asked.

You looked away. Why you were so shy suddenly, when all your life you had only fought with him and last night you’d been so vocal about profanities you’d never have ventured to say to him in your right mind, was beyond you.

“I- well, I’ve gotta go use the bathroom…” you mumbled.

“Ahan?” the ever patient Yoongi urged you on.

“Well, maybe I’m a little uncomfortable getting out of bed in my current state.”

Yoongi fought the urge to laugh but he also felt his heart sink a little. You had been such a willing partner last night and he was sure you had enjoyed the sex as much as he had, but he was painfully aware that this might have just been a one-night situation. And though he sincerely hoped it wasn’t that, your current reluctance to him seeing you, was egging on his worst fear.

But would he let that show on his face? Never.

He smiled at you and caressed your lower lip lovingly. “All you had to do was ask.” He wanted to kiss you, claim you all over again and tell you that he didn’t want to go back to the way things were before. But he simply muffled his face in the pillow and said, “Go, I’m not peeking, promise.”

This stupid gesture set you at ease and you ran into the bathroom, slamming the door behind you, cursing how your legs were so sore that the run was a penguin waddle, but you made it into the shower.

You stood in the kitchen, waiting for your egg to be perfectly cooked the way you liked it. You had taken the liberty to make a nice breakfast for both of you while Yoongi showered, and given that you had made use of whatever you had in your fridge, the avocado toast, fried eggs and coffee spread on the counter didn’t seem all too shabby.

Yoongi stepped out of the shower, humming a soft tone. He dried his hair with your blow dryer, smiling at the new toothbrush and warm clean towels you had laid out for him on the bed along with the singular overly oversized hoodie you owned. He texted Jimin if he could drop off a fresh change of clothes for him, as he brushed his teeth, his heart beating erratic at the thought of how sweet and domestic and peaceful everything was at this time.

The doorbell rang and you went to check who it was, to welcome a beaming Park Jimin.

“Hey Jimin! Come in, have some breakfast?”

“Hi noona! No I won’t be stopping, I’m on the way to the studio. Hyung asked me to bring him some clothes, so just give him these, and please tell him that it’s okay if he doesn’t come in to work today.” He quickly handed you a hefty bag, leaving you wondering how many clothes could Yoongi possibly need for one day?

“I’ll leave now!” Jimin announced and was off to the elevator before you could force him to come eat something. Shaking your head incredulously, you made your way back to the bedroom, knocking. Yoongi opened the door a peek, “Please tell me that was Jimin.” He said. You giggled and slipped the bag into the room. “Change quickly, breakfast’s getting cold.” You instructed and made your way to the living room, sitting on the couch, waiting for him.

Presently Yoongi came out, dressed in plain black sweatshirt and some grey sweatpants, somehow still looking like a whole three course meal, his grey hair bouncy and clean and fluffy, and… deliciously pull-able.

Woah. Where did that come from?

But instead of making his way to the kitchen island, the man made his way to you and quietly sat down beside you. “Are you ok though, y/n?” he asked kindly.

You knew exactly what he was talking about. And you had been expecting this, since Yoongi was an open converser, and liked to talk about feelings so that nothing could remain hidden in the form of a grudge. So of course he wanted to know if you were okay. That, or he was checking if you were okay so that he wouldn’t feel too guilty about what had happened.

You nodded meekly.

“I need some words y/n. Are you alright? Did you have a good time?” he asked the last part a little lower.

You smiled faintly, “I did, Yoongi. I had a great time.”

He smiled, “And?”

“And… yes I’m okay. A little sore, but okay.”

“Is it okay if I kiss you then?”

You looked at him, your eyes wide. He wanted to kiss you? With a clear mind in the light of day? Was he actually going to?

Yoongi saw your surprised expression and panicked, “If you don’t want to, I absolutely will not.” He stammered.

You laughed out loud, pulling him close immediately and crashing your lips on his in a surprisingly needy kiss. Yoongi broke away for a second, cupping your cheek, smiling as you sighed and leaned into his touch, before pulling you onto him as his tongue asked for permission to enter your mouth. Without hesitation, you deepened the kiss, tangling your fingers in his hair, holding him close. Your heart was racing and you urged your body not to pull away, as if you were scared if you let go, he’d vanish.

Yoongi shifted slightly, his crotch rubbing your sensitive core fleetingly. You trembled in his hands and he pulled away, smiling. “That sore huh?” he joked. “Hey! It’s all your fault!” you playfully smacked his chest.

He leaned in closer, “And if I promise to be gentle now?” he breathed against your cheek.

Resolve? What resolve? Whatever of that you had in you, had exited as soon as you had kissed him again. You were ready to fuck him all over again, even if it wrecked you.

“I might say yes.” You challenged.

One of his palms came up to cup your breast, kneading it very gently, as he kissed you again. Every time his lips met yours, you’d feel like you had warped into some other dimension, where only the sense of touch remained, and all you could feel was his baby soft lips on yours, his confident tongue exploring your mouth, his strong hands, so sure of their trajectory down your body as if he knew it so well.

He pushed you back on the cushions, hovering over you. He pushed up your shirt to reveal your breasts as you had opted to go bra-less for now, latching his mouth onto one. You sighed in satisfaction as his skilled tongue went to work, flicking the hardened bud to and fro. Your arousal had already made you quite wet, as you fidgeted with the waist band of your panties. Soon enough, Yoongi caught onto what you were doing and helped you out, pulling them off and pressing one of your thighs further apart. You winced as the cool air hit you, and somehow that excited you even more. You arched your back into his eager face, as he switched boobs, taking the neglected one in his mouth and pinched the other in his fingers. A moan broke from your lips, causing him to open his eyes and look up at you, a slightly cocky look in his eyes as he saw you loosen up and lose the shyness.

He paused the attention he was giving your breasts and rose onto his arms, admiring your flushed cheeks and glazed eyes, “You’re so God damn hot y/n, you don’t have to be shy about how you look to me.” Your eyes widened and you felt your heart swell in admiration. Unable to form words to express how much that meant to you, you sat up, simply tugging at his pants. He chuckled, and pushed off his sweats, revealing his almost hard cock. You cocked your head up at him, asking for consent, as he nodded and gently guided your mouth onto his tip, sucking in air through his teeth audibly as your mouth sank, snug down his length.

You began sucking him off, as he threw his head back and tried to control his breathing. “Fuck, baby. How are you so good with your mouth?”

You smirked up at him, only to figure he wasn’t looking at you. Taking most of him in, you swallowed around his cock. That got his attention good enough, as his head snapped down to meet your eyes, as you held intense eye contact for minute and then continued. He held onto your hair, gently guiding you, but letting you keep up your pace. You felt his cock rock hard now, throbbing in your mouth as Yoongi dared not look away, his breath bated. He shook his head, reminding himself that he couldn’t come already. Not when you deserved all the attention you had given him. He pulled your mouth away gently saying, “Amazing as your mouth feels for me, there’s no way I’m finishing before you.”

Resuming your position on the cushions, you rose an eyebrow at him, “Is that a challenge Min?” He smacked your ass lightly, “Consider it what you will, little brat. Now tell me, do you want my fingers or can you take my cock without hurting yourself?”

How could he say such dirty things so calmly? You marveled, insanely turned on by that.

You were weighing your options, the options being let him try to please you with his fingers and be safe or take his cock again after being wrecked last night, and be in a wheelchair for the next week, when he lowered his voice, bending over you, the tip of his cock just grazing your lower lips, “Quickly now baby girl, you’re over estimating my self control.”

You almost came for that tone alone.

“Start with your fingers please?” you said finally.

“Good girl.” Yoongi kissed your cheek and rose a finger to your lips. Eagerly licking it, you held eye contact till he inserted it slowly in past your wet entrance. That’s when a shudder shot through you, and you closed your eyes.

Yoongi was amazingly gentle but wasn’t compromising on the pleasure he delivered. When he made sure you were accustomed to one finger, he slowly inserted another, and a little while later, the third. On the third finger, a whimper left your lips accidentally, not of pain but rather of incomplete pleasure. He stopped completely for a second, until you reassured him it’s okay to continue.

Once he was satisfied you weren’t uncomfortable, he wrecked you with those skilled fingers. Almost immediately, you felt the welcome tightness in your abdomen. But the point of no return came when he bent down and added his tongue to the equation. Taking your clit in his mouth, he started humming. The vibrations shot through places you never knew could feel sensations like that. That was just Min Yoongi and how good he fucked.

How you were so close to losing your mind with just his fingers, was beyond you but the truth was you were balancing on the precipice of an orgasm, only holding on because the onslaught of pleasure was so damn good, you didn’t want it to be over.

“Oh…Yoon, I’m not gonna last much longer.”

“It’s okay baby, cum for me, I’m right here.”

It took all your resolve to not dissolve, “I want your dick.” You said through a clenched jaw.

Yoongi stopped his assault on your bundle of nerves and looked at you questioningly. He took a moment and then shook his head, “Not now, baby. I’ll hurt you.”

“No you won’t.” you whined, “I want to make you feel just as good, Yoongi.”

Yoongi smiled, “You do. You can. But not now okay? Maybe later?”

You wanted to smack that patient expression off his face. Pouting, you felt your high slipping away. You tried to sit up. He placed a hand on your shoulder, and captured your lips in his again. You tasted yourself on his tongue, sighing and melting in his hands again. He broke away and pressed his forehead against yours, “I can’t resist those eyes.” He looked into your eyes, “Don’t look so sad, please.” You bucked your hips against his erection, still pouting. “Give me what I want and I won’t.”

“Aish! Next time you pout like this, I’ll bite you instead of giving you what you want.” He said, slightly flustered as he aligned his tip with your entrance. The tension immediately dissipating, you waited for him to enter you, which he did soon enough, stretching you wonderfully.

You sighed and tried to relax your body that had clenched up by the sudden intrusion. “Fuck, so tight.” Yoongi breathed, setting a slow pace.

Every thrust was slow and measured, hitting you in almost every sensitive place, quickly bringing you back to the high you had abandoned. That’s when Yoongi’s breath got erratic and you knew he had been holding back before. You let your moans fall freely then, encouraging him on, telling him how good he felt. The gentle pace was gone, Yoongi was now pounding into you with reckless abandon, every movement making a wet sound as your bodies collided in the heat of the moment. His hands came upto your breasts, and pinched your nipples, sending jolts of stimulation to your already overflowing mind, as you felt yourself losing it.

“Yoongiiii….” You warned.

“I’ve got you baby girl. It’s okay.” He grunted, holding onto your hips tightly, as your orgasm collided with you. Instant euphoria hit you as you shut your eyes tight and bit your lower lip as your body shuddered.

The pleasure would not stop, you realized, trembling in exhaustion when you realized Yoongi’s finger were flicking your clit, adding pleasure to the onslaught, as you lost yourself once again, back arching off the couch and delighted screams leaving your mouth which Yoongi was quick to catch in a heated kiss.

Your very open reactions to his actions, had edged him all too well, and once he was satisfied you had ridden your second orgasm completely, he pulled out, pumping himself with his hand rapidly. “Where do you want me lovey?” he asked.

“Wherever you want.” You whispered, voice too hoarse.

Yoongi’s deep groans were too sexy for you, you felt. How could someone be this perfect? You wondered as he finally came, painting a pretty white picture all over your stomach. His breath hitched as he fell back, collapsing on the cushions opposite you, both of you gathering yourself for a solid minute or two.

You sat up, calling him to you with your finger. He came immediately, holding you tenderly, placing kisses all over your face. “You were so good for me baby.” He assured you.

You giggled, but had a very important question to ask. “Umm Yoongi,”

“Y/n…”

“Whatever happened…this… does this mean anything to you?”

He pondered for a minute. Then nodded. Relief washed over you, but you used his dialogue, “I need some words Yoongi.”

He laughed and said, “Yes, y/n, this means a lot to me. If it means anything to you too, would you consider being my girlfriend?”

Now it was your turn to be struck dumb.

“You don’t have to answer immediately, you know?” Yoongi assured you.

You nodded. “I don’t have to think much. I’ve really liked you for a long time.”

Yoongi’s eyes widened. “You should have said something.”

You blushed, but he was quick to ease your mind, kissing away your worries and whispering, “Better late than never.”

You were quiet for a minute, then laughed to yourself.

Yoongi joined you, happy just to be with you in this moment.

“I’ll have to carry you to the shower won’t I?” he asked.

You nodded, not regretting that decision one bit.

#bts fan fiction #bangtan sonyeondan #bangtan #bts x reader #reader insert #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts au #bts imagines #bts smut #min yoongi #bts suga #yoongi smut #suga smut #bts jimin

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cottoncandyjester · 3 years

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Introduction post pt3

More ocs to introduce cause I can't stop.

Warning this story contains: yandere talk, light nsfw talk, toxic behavior

Rocket, 24

Incase you're curious no his real name isn't rocket, he changed it legally

Is basically a big teddy bear literally he's 6'5"

Works as a personal trainer

Hella excited and bubbly all the time

Is madly in love with you to the point where he wants to hug you every two seconds

The type to make you go jogging for him

He is definitely a bumbling idiot

Is a monster in bed

he has so much stamina that it's scary when he doms you

Luckily he's a switch so if you ever want payback he'll gladly accept

Loves picking you up and spinning you around

He loves food like his stomach is a black hole

Feed him food and he will do whatever you want

All around just a cutie..if you're good

His yandere side is quite intense

He gets a hint if you rejecting him and his eyes just go blank and he blacks out

He is like a brick wall when he's like this

Unless you say something sweet to calm down he's not listening

He is willing to do anything to keep you with him

He is stronger than you so there is no way you can beat him physically

He would most likely injure you to keep you docile

If you fight him too much though he might get angry and do something... terrible

"come on [y/n], five more laps!"

You wheezed tiredly as you glared at your shirtless boyfriend who stopped jogging to look bacl at you, when he said that you two were going to have a date at the park this was not what you meant.

"r-rocket, baby how about a break?"

Rocket walked up to you and leaned down slightly before planting a kiss onto your cheek lovingly.

"tired? Hmm alright! I'm starving! Let's get burgers!"

You gave a shaky chuckle still out of breath but excited at the thought of taking a break from this marathon run, rocket suddenly pulled you in close pressing your face against his bare chest.

"sorry sorry! You looked so happy and it was so cute, I couldn't help it I couldn't hug you whole we were running...and I really wanted"

You shuddered as you looked up at his adorable pouty expression now finding him to be absolutely adorable.

"maybe you should put your shirt back on, yeah?"

"oh! Yeah okay!"

Rocket let you go and untied his jacket from his waist before putting it on but leaving it unzipped

"now can we go eat? We'll make it a race! Running will make us hungrier!"

This man was going to kill you.

Scarlett,21

An innocent Angel

Big boobies

She is absolutely a sweetheart although she is a tad bit creepy

She owns a shop that crafts and sells medicine

Also sells her own poisons

You swear she's some kind of witch

All around very nurturing

Her Innocence is pretty cute

She will do whatever it takes to show that she loves you

She has this doll-like aura about her that makes her quite alluring

She is otherworldly intelligent

Is into herbology so definitely expect lots of plants around her home

A graceful girl who I will be using for some dark things

*cough* incest *cough*

She is a dangerous yandere

You reject her in any way and her method is quite deadly

She is the type to use drugs in order to keep you hers

Making her own herbs and mixtures you'll be her sweet little labrat that she will test them on

From hallucinations to sedation who knows what those drugs will do to you

She will still show that innocent sweet side but at the same time she's in love with you so that means you can't ever leave

She'll also probably make you sick to nurse you back to health

After all if it means being close to you she'll take it

"darling, can you please help me with this?"

You followed your girlfriend's voice only to find her in her lab, it seems that she needed you to act as labrat once again. You shuddered at the sight of the brightly colored liquid in the syringe.

You do this cause you love her, plus you can't say no to her she tends to be very convincing. You sat in the seat and watched the girl walk towards you before feeling her kiss your cheek sweetly.

"it will be just a pinch my darling okay? This hopefully won't affect you too harshly"

"okay, so what is the worst that could happen?"

You watched her expression become worrisome before she faked a smile before softly grabbing your arm and pressing the needle against your wrist

"death. But that's okay I'll be at your side watching over you"

With that she pushed the needle in and injected you with the liquid, your vision started to get blurry and the last thing you saw were her red eyes staring sweetly at you as you passed out.

The things you do for love.

#yandere imagines #yandere #yandere ocs

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nautilusopus · 5 years

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I wrote a whole fucking review for Pokemon Shield but google ate it so I'm putting it up here and making it longer.

Pokemon SwSh is bright and shiny, but has many small systemic problems that ultimately pile up into a larger Not Fun whole. I know the easy criticism is to bring up Dexit, which I'm not happy about for a variety of reasons, but I still think they could've made a fun game in spite of that. Instead I'm going to bring up other problems the game has in the hope of having some of the game's other issues actually recognised before fans and critics alike fall into the same trap that I did. Dexit is honestly just the tip of the iceberg.

First, the good:

Trainer customisation has improved, and I'm always a sucker for the little things. Clothes are affordable once more AND come in a variety of designs, something I felt was a problem with Gen 7, and the player character model actually has facial expressions. This makes the world just a bit more fun to interact with when you're no longer a blankly-staring robot child. I often find myself spinning/doing the Leon pose just for fun because it’s nice to watch your character do something quirky and expressive like that, in the same way people are endeared to Wind Waker or BOTW Link more than Twilight Princess or Majora’s Mask Link despite both of them ostensibly being blank slates.

The curry minigame is fun even if I don’t quite understand how fanning works yet (and also another opportunity to see said facial expressions). Just a tad heartbroken I can’t import my team from previous games to play with them in camp.

Marnie's a neat concept for a rival, and one that I've personally wanted to see in the Pokemon series for a while. I'll avoid speaking about it too much for spoiler reasons, but I think most people will wind up liking her as well.

The game looks nice. Not like, astounding or anything, but the cities and towns have a lot of atmosphere baked into their design.

Lotta bangers in the soundtrack, and the presentation of gym battles as a World Cup-esque deal, complete with hyped up audience, brings a fresh, exciting take to the Pokemon League. I like the way the music changes as the battle progresses, and enjoy the little in-universe details, like the champion walking around with all his sponsors on his uniform.

WOOLOO

MY BOY TOBY FOX OUT HERE DOING GOD’S WORK, THIS SHIT SLAPS BEST TRACK 10000/10

Now for the bad:

The game feels very small and unfinished. It constantly implies cool things are happening in the background, but you never get to participate yourself, or even see them. The closest you get is your rival showing up with a news article explaining that a fun thing happened and was resolved in the time it took you to walk 100 feet. It makes the main questline feel flat and tedious, and something tells me maybe we were supposed to get to participate in literally anything, but there just wasn't time and they had to get the game out for the holiday season.

This pairs very badly with the second thing, which is that there really isn't very much to do in Pokemon SwSh. Most of what you wind up doing is backtracking. The Wilds are a neat idea in theory, but in execution they're kind of the worst part of the game. They're also, unfortunately, the biggest. It feels like there's really only two areas in the entire game -- the empty cities/towns with nothing really in them, and the giant, open-world-esque Wilds.

The Wilds themselves are nothing to write home about. Pokemon catching is gated off by level, but all areas of the wilds are available simultaneously. This means if you care about filling out the dex, you'll find yourself constantly walking back and forth between town and the same areas of the Wilds you've already been to, checking things off a list. There's less a sense of exploration, and more just a sense of wandering in circles occasionally checking the weather. And if you DON'T care about the dex, then there's literally no reason for you to constantly return to this gigantic, lovingly-modeled wasteland ever again, making the game feel even smaller as you hop from empty town to empty town, and there’s even less for you to do as a result.

The game is piss-easy, even for a Pokemon title. EXP share is always on because this game shares the same engine as Pokemon Let's Go, meaning you will be disgustingly overlevelled if you make the mistake of exploring the Wilds in between gyms the way I did, and remain that way for the entire game. I found myself throwing the fight against Opal a little bit just to hear all her dialogue. Otherwise you just oneshot everyone and everything, and all the fights start to feel samey very quickly.

Also, barren postgame. Like 30 minutes tops.

Maybe I’m a fool for expecting writing from a Pokemon game, but after Lillie from Sumo/USUM I went and got my hopes up, and Hop absolutely does not deliver. I don’t hate him like some do (Hugh is still absolutely the most annoying rival and no one will ever unseat him), but he just feels like many many missed opportunities. He feels extra redundant given Marnie’s presence on top of that.

Bad Pokemon designs. This one’s a personal gripe so it’s at the bottom of the list, but I feel like it’s still worth mentioning that I abandoned the shit out of my starter and am left with nothing to replace it with. Greedent is now my new least favourite Pokemon ever. Fuckin FNAF-ass lookin motherfucker.

As sort of a smoking gun exemplifying my point, I have 53 Revives just from wandering around in the Wilds forever. And I have 3 Hyper Potions in my entire bag and no other healing items, because the game has given me no reason to go back into town and buy anything because there’s nothing in the towns, and it’s never required me to heal because there’s really no significant battles to have either, in the story, or ones you would seek out for your own reasons.

On a personal note, I’m 7 badges into this mess and I still haven’t finalised my team because I can’t even find 6 designs I like that also result in at least a somewhat decent type coverage (or at least flashy variety of colour). To those of you that know me and my True 100% Run, that’s fucking unheard of for me.

Overall, disappointed. It's not terrible, but given how robust every other mainline title was, this is a big downgrade. Not worth $60. I've played more fleshed-out romhacks. This game reminds me more of Coliseum/XD than Gen 8's big debut. Mostly I just feel bad for the friend that bought me it.

This would just be kind of a bummer on its own, but coupled with the fact that 1. half the damn Pokemon aren’t in it and Game Freak has openly stated they plan to keep doing this and 2. in spite of that the game still felt unfinished, making you wonder what the hell they spent all their time making (Gigantamax maybe? Why? You can’t even do it in-game for the most part. At least Mega Evolution was readily available. Not to mention it won’t even be available next game. Stop making up gimmicks just to discard them), it makes me seriously concerned for the future of the franchise.

#pokemon #pokemon swsh

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