#yandere nemona
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Could you make Yandere Platonic Nemona?
Sure! I hope you enjoy the yandere rival :) Sorry for the long wait! Tried to keep it in character, so don't expect random murder... she just isn't the type.
Yandere! Platonic! Nemona
Pairing: Platonic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Clingy behavior, Delusional behavior, Stalking, Jealousy, Subtle threats, Subtle yandere behavior, She really is tame and just clingy/competitive, Possible gaslighting, Dubious companionship.
Nemona is a very energetic and sunny person.
She would start as a guide to you like she does in the game.
Nemona's intentions towards her obsession are probably the same ones she has towards the player in Scarlet and Violet.
She wants to model you into a rival of her level and help each other improve.
She views your rivalry as something fun, she does it because she cares.
She wants to see you both succeed.
However, as this is a yandere concept, it appears she takes such a goal too far.
Nemona always seems to be where you are and is very insistent on making you two rivals, regardless of what you think on the matter.
She never seems to take 'No' for an answer.
It's actually a bit unnerving sometimes when she somehow manages to guess the next Gym you're going to.
... is she guessing?
Nemona just always seems so happy and aloof that it's hard to suspect her of anything bad or malicious.
If she did have a darker side, she certainly knows how to hide it.
When you're unaware, Nemona probably stalks you and tries to predict and set up meetings with you.
Oh she's just in this town by pure coincidence.
Anyways... Pokemon battle?
As this is platonic, her obsessive behavior is just because she wants to try and make you her perfect rival.
She doesn't mind too much if you have other friends as long as she's your rival.
Hopefully even your only rival....
I can't see her as violent, just overly obsessive over the idea of you two helping one another prove.
Others slowly begin to see the red flags before you do.
To you, Nemona just seems to be your friend who wants to make a friendly rivalry with you.
Although... maybe someone else alerts you to her darker behavior?
Perhaps you have a friend or another friendly rival who notices how Nemona clings around you.
When you're with her, she often hugs you or has a hand on your arm.
For a rival she's awfully affectionate.
That or when you're away, she's watching you, following you, stalking your socials to figure out where you may go next.
Nemona is never far from you.
Don't you find it a little weird that she seems to be where you are at all times?
When you start to suspect such behavior, Nemona would try to manipulate you into not trusting the person you heard it from.
She won't hurt them... She isn't that type of person!
Threats, however... They may come out with a small smile so they'll leave you alone.
Perhaps they're just jealous of what you have.
Maybe they just don't like her.
But... you like her, don't you?
Then you should trust her!
She's definitely subtle and not very volatile in the slightest.
Even when jealous she hides it or clings to you more.
She's persistent and clingy, but never violent.
Nemona promises that she's merely trying to help you improve.
You'll see you need her... after all, you aren't getting rid of your biggest rival, are you?
She won't let you go that easily... you're her friend and rival... and she plans to be your one and only rival in your journey no matter what.
"What do you mean I've been following you? I'm not! I was just... checking out the shops... want to come with me!? You might as well since you're here now!"
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realization that I had regarding one of my previous reblogs
#insane how this works perfectly with the three of them#nemona's part specifically refers to the yandere nemona “meme”#I love arven and kieran too but the way the fandom treats them compared to the girls says a lot#pokemon#pokemon scarlet and violet#nemona#nemona pokemon#penny pokemon#carmine pokemon
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Star-Crossed by Choice: Chapter 2
Yandere Raihan & Leon with Champion Darling
Pokemon SwSh and SV Crossover
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Home. It used to mean something to you - you still vaguely recalled a warm, loving house back in the quiet backwoods of Postwick, a place to which you could once retreat away from the world. Somewhere where the weight of expectations on your shoulders didn’t exist, where there were no prying eyes watching your every move, waiting to pounce on a moment of weakness. Somewhere you felt safe, where the creak of a door opening didn’t send you straight into a panic attack. The word had lost all meaning to you after Raihan and Leon, no matter how much the two tried to convince you that you had one with them.
No, you didn’t have a home, was the sole thought that raced through your head again and again, almost as if a desperate prayer to uncaring higher beings. But it didn't matter what you thought or what you felt, even if your voice worked like everyone else’s. Raihan’s question had been entirely rhetorical as they always were, and no one knew that better than you.
Yet even outside of your turbulent thoughts spiraling out of your control in your mind, the panic was taking a physical toll on your body. Every breath you took felt heavier and heavier, and you started to heave under the pressure - it was too much. Everything was too much. The noise, the eyes, their eyes; your world was collapsing around you. Your ears throbbed, the bustle of the growing crowd, eager for a taste of excitement in the usually sleepy town, mixing and mashing into a white noise over which you could only hear the pounding of your heart. The pressure of gazes, uncaring and distant and hungry for nothing more than the entertainment you provided. Your chest tightened. You couldn’t breathe.
There was nowhere left for you to go except back to a past you couldn’t run from.
Nemona glanced back at you worriedly. For all the months that she had known you, spent together both in and outside of classes, she had never once seen you in such a wretched state. Your chest heaving with the exertion of taking a simple breath, it was obvious to anyone with working eyes that you weren’t reacting well to the arrival of the two men for reasons that were currently beyond her. The healthy flush of color that graced your skin just a few minutes previously throughout the course of dinner had now faded, giving way to a shade of ashen gray that she had only previously seen on a Greavard.
A crunch of gravel, a single step in your direction, and the switch in the student council president’s attention was immediate, orange eyes whirling back forward to land on an unbothered Raihan, the man not looking the slightest bit concerned despite your paling complexion. Of course it was a shock to learn more about your past, and there was still too much she didn’t know, but now was definitely not the time to pry for answers. “Don’t come any closer,” the Champion-ranked trainer warned, finally retrieving one of six Pokeballs hanging from her belt and tossing it to the ground. She would not stand for any further boundaries being crossed - and if it took a defeat in battle to have these two leave, then so be it. With a guttural cry, Pawmot materialized and seemingly grasping the situation at hand, instantly put itself between its trainer and Raihan, both paws raised.
The uproar of the crowd faded away, giving way to nervous glances shot between bystanders as they realized what was unfolding, the town once more returning to an uncomfortable silence: a battle right here? In the middle of town? This was way too close for comfort for both watchers and the buildings around, and Nemona was well aware. Any missed or misdirected attacks could easily cause untold levels of hurt and damage, but did she really have any other choice?
Yet despite having her Pawmot out, neither Raihan nor Leon seemed the slightest bit phased, simply opting to ignore her issued challenge, though the purple-haired former champion at least paused to glimpse at the newly introduced Pokemon. Pawmot soon lost its aggressive posturing, turning to look at its trainer confused: without an opponent to fight, what now? But neither Nemona nor the silent world had any answer, and the agonizing tranquility only continued. Without the usual rustle of flags or the shifting of dirt beneath their feet, every second seemed to stretch into eternity, and all those orange eyes could do was watch the Dragon Gym leader stroll closer with every stride, his eyes fixed solely on you, the rocks stumbling and tossing behind his feet an ominous foreboding of what was to come.
It took but a single heartbeat for everything to turn on its head. Taking her eyes off the approaching man for a moment to check on you was enough for Raihan to breeze past her outstretched arm. “Wha-” Whirling around only to be faced with the sight of his back, the sudden change left Nemona reeling back at the surprising speed, and she unconsciously staggered back a step. What had just happened? But despite her worries, all the prohibitively tall man did was sweep you straight into a hug, letting out the breath that he had been holding as he ran one hand through your hair, pressing your face firmly yet ever so caringly into his hoodie as if to hide you away from the world - the plain relief washing over his expression a far cry from the previous sharpness of his gaze.
Then those crystal blue eyes turned on her, and for that instant, Nemona felt like she was staring straight into the wild eyes of a Salamence. “Aww come on, what kind of fun is that?” Raihan broke into a full grin, letting out a chuckle as he reached out to playfully poke Nemona in the shoulder, the ferocious look disappearing as if it had never been there. The heavy tension that had blanketed the area lifted, and as if on cue, the wind started up once more, a refreshing gale that brought a breath of fresh air down from the mountains and through the dusty streets. “Don’t look so serious, it’s not a good look to have ya know.”
Leon chuckled, his posture visibly relaxing as he ran one hand through his purple locks. Shaking his head fondly as he rested one hand on his hip, the former champion turned to the quiet crowd. “Sorry about that, folks. Didn’t mean to disturb you in the middle of your lovely evening.”
A pause, the uneasy mob glancing around at each other briefly before the mumbles started up.
“I’ve been to Galar and I still have your league card, Leon! Could I get your signature please?” Someone called out from the midst of the people, and whatever was left of the serious situation evaporated into the rapidly darkening sky, the gathered mass slowly but surely dispersing of their own accord. Nemosa was left, standing alone and staring stunned at what had unfurled in front of her. What on Arceus’ green earth was going on?
You looked so small next to him, Raihan mused, watching your hair parting and falling back into place as his fingers ran through. Then again, you always had looked tiny next to his lean, lanky form, even more so when you didn't have all this fabric covering you up. Looping his arm under yours to better support your limp figure against his own, the sight of your eyes dilated and trembling was enough to bring a sense of adoration rushing through his system, his heart soaring - it was you. Against all odds, it really was you. His little lover, his precious gem. He had found you again. The last of the sun rays danced across the orange sky as the sun sank beneath the horizon, the pastel colored clouds a fleeting memory of an eventful day, to which the tanned man let out a hum, turning his face up to bathe in the dying light. It truly had been a beautiful day; the same kind of gorgeous dusk it had been when Leon had been toppled from his throne by a little dark horse, the same kind of looming night when Raihan had first brought you home with him. Today would be a new memory made, he supposed.
A slight twitch, and his attention was back down and focused on you once more, watching as you begin to stir awake from the little vacation you took from reality and from him. Releasing the hand he had resting on the back of your head, the Galar gym leader allowed you to pull away from ever so slightly, your disorientation reminding him of the moments right after you awoke. “Are you alright?” Came his quiet whisper, long slender fingers moving to fiddle with your earlobe, though the gleeful grin plastered across his face told a different story, a glimpse into his unspoken thoughts. “Crowd’s gone now.”
But much to his chagrin, it seemed that his voice alone wasn’t enough to have you return fully to reality, and you simply nodded along with whatever Raihan was saying without acknowledging that it was him, the confusion still clear in your doe eyes; he had no doubt had it been Leon, you would have already jerked straight to attention.
The ugly jealousy reared its head once more, those nagging little voices that he never had quite managed to suppress whispering from the back of his head, all agreeing with what Raihan had always suspected: that you preferred Leon over him. The same emotion had once driven him to strive so hard to beat the unbeatable Champion flared up, stirring in his chest, yet it was a feeling that was so unbecoming of a lover. All he craved was your attention, the return of the little gestures of love you once showed him : the plate of delicious curry you had offered when he chanced upon your camp in the Wild Area, the little sandwiches you packed to pass him when you visited the vault in Hammerlocke after his complaint about not having the time to grab a bite. To one day hear his name mumbled by those heavenly lips. Yet you only ever gave the time of day to Leon.
Raihan got to you first, fair and square. You were his. You were supposed to be only his. So why? Hasn’t he given enough? Didn’t he treat you right? Didn’t he care for you so much better than that bastard ever did? So why didn't you give him what he craved?
Downturned eyes narrowing, his grin falling slightly as that cursed mob of purple-haired popped into view from the corner of his eye, his arms tightening around you protectively. Oh how he hated his wretched rival. The one man he had to share your attention and affection with. The one man Raihan had never been able to beat. Yet it was you who put both of them in their places, a dark horse that took Galar by storm. And it was truly unfortunate that without either’s cooperation, neither would have been able to have you within their grasp once more.
His patience with your lack of reaction had worn out. A single light tug of the strap of your backpack had you reacting instantly, and the toothy grin was once more back on Raihan’s face as your back stiffened along with the rest of your figure when you finally realized the predicament you were in. That was more like it. “Welcome back, lil champ. You had your little friend all flustered and worried, you know?”
Leon jogged over to the trio left standing in the middle of the road right as you stirred back to life. It had taken a good while to clear off the masses, though nowhere as long as it usually took back in Galar. He didn’t usually mind the fame and adoring fans; they did come in useful from time to time, but this was one of those times that the usually friendly man had to physically bite down his frustration and his unusually short-fused temper. After all, you were right there.
The sun to his Earth, just a stone’s throw away, the light that brightened his life and gave him a reason to keep going. Months of worry, thinking about you, wondering what you were up to away from him, fretting if you were safe out in the dangerous world all alone. The dread he had to endure night after night without knowing where you were, without you in his arms, having to trudge on with his duties to the people of Galar directionless in the lonely darkness. It had been absolute hell, and being forced to watch Raihan plastering his filthy hands all over you from a distance while he worked - Leon wasn’t sure how long more he was going to last.
The Dragon Gym Leader had always been his rival long before you had ever stepped foot near the Gym Challenge, and Leon had always welcomed the challenge - Raihan by and large had been the only person who could force him to his last Pokemon, his partner Charizard. Being unbeatable was boring, and having strong rivals to battle at the end of the Champion’s Cup had been what the purple-haired man looked forward to the most. Yet now, all Raihan was was an eyesore and a pain - an irritant in what could be a smooth-sailing life where Leon had you all to himself. After all, he was the one that saw your potential first, the first friendly face that had guided you along your journey into the world of Pokemon battles, the sole anchor in your life who had been watching out for you since the beginning.
There used to be nothing that Leon chased more than the high of battle - the pure exhilaration, the adrenaline rush of being pushed to the edge. There was nothing more addictive. Being Champion was all well and good, but with no one capable of beating him, the thrill died off quicker and quicker each time the Champion Cup ended with him and Raihan; it was no fun to know your opponent never stood a chance. Yet the first time you had lifted that shy gaze to meet his in a Pokemon battle, the hair on the back of his neck instantly stood on end. The intensity that raged through your eyes, it wasn’t anything he had seen in a while, your potential, breathtaking. And his hunch had been right, Leon overcame with tears when he was finally defeated, his heart beating out of his chest.
It had always been you. You were all he craved. You, the only one to see through the celebrity Champion persona he wore like a second skin, to offer your smile to him as if he was just another person. The only one at the end of the tunnel. The purple-haired man had never asked for much in return for his devotion: just to know your voice as well as his little ungrateful brother Hop did, to earn your love like he earned his badges and scars, to be pampered once more.
So why Raihan? Why did you give two shits what he wanted? Why did you always pick him over Leon? What did you see in that constant loser that the unbeatable Champion lacked?
No doubt you would be made to pay for your sins once Leon had you back where he could have you, body and mind, all to himself. But for now, his work was far from done, the usual celebrity smile still pulling at his lips as his steps came to a slowing stop near the self-proclaimed “Champion-ranked trainer”, whatever that was supposed to mean; even after the last fan had left, sated with the newest selfie and signature they obtained of the formerly unbeatable Galar Champion to add to their collection, there was still one more obstacle standing between you and him to deal with.
He couldn’t quite afford to drop his public persona just yet - it would be idiotic to show such a…personal side of himself that he reserved only for you to anyone else, and so he persevered. “Nemona, was it? Leon.” Sticking out his hand, Leon relaxed his face muscles as much as he could, though it was clear to you that his deceptively friendly eyes held anything but disdain for the other behind the cover. “Thanks for taking care of her.”
Your new friend simply let out a noise that sounded like a cross between a snort of disbelief and a whine of confusion, though she still took the offered hand in a firm shake.
The town had returned to a peaceful normalcy, the streets once more emptying as the night grew late, dim lights spilling out from between the shutters of closed windows and from tired streetlamps just barely illuminating the cobblestone paths. The dropping temperature only brought with it colder winds that swept down from the surrounding mountains, the dust being kicked up and blown about in every direction a mild irritant to the souls still braving the worn roads.
Reaching into his pocket, your flinching at the usually innocent gesture that Leon caught from the corner of his eye drew a genuine grin out of him, though all the purple-haired man retrieved from his pocket this time was one of many copies of his league card. “I know this is not Galar, but would you like my league card?”
Regret. That single emotion was all you could feel in the moment, bile rising at the back of your throat and flooding the cavity of your chest, your heart threatening to beat out of your chest. They were here, Leon and Raihan. They had found you. You shouldn’t have given it your all to win. You never should have caved to Hop’s persistence to join the Gym Challenge as his rival. You shouldn’t have agreed to meet Leon.
After all the risks, all the heartache, all the effort it had taken for you to steal away, to break free; you were back at square one again. Right back in their grasp.
The frigid wind tearing through Cortondo, the same gale you had once enjoyed as it teased your hair and whispered unknowable secrets in your ear, felt especially uncaring this night, you noted bitterly, your gaze still turned downwards the ground, hot tears trailing painful paths down reddened cheeks, your limp body simply propped up against Raihan’s. Dully noting that Nemona’s continued presence despite her current distraction courtesy of Leon, you could only wonder what outcome your friend was hoping for by sticking around. You didn’t want to see her hurt - not the first friend that you had in a long while that you had found your voice to speak to. And if you could still speak, you were sure that you would have told her to run. That these two men were dangerous, that they shouldn’t be trusted, that she should just leave you and save herself. Alas in the presence of your worst nightmares, even your own voice seemed to have abandoned you.
“Your fans have been all worked up about you, lil champ,” Raihan’s Rotom phone popped out from the pocket of his pants, the screen flashing as he navigated to his social media page. A quick scroll to the latest post some five months ago was all it took to reveal the hundreds of questions and concerns that had poured in day and night. “Look how worried they are.” Strangers who knew you only by the images and videos of the life you lived on the platform flooding both the comment section and the Galar gym leader’s direct messages, clamoring for news on the popular gym leader and of course you, their beloved Champion: older comments enquiring the unusual silence of the account and the lack of posts, and newer ones simply wishing both you and Raihan well.
But you knew it was just pretense - what they were truly missing was the entertainment that was your life. The constant stream of posts, the tantalizing updates of the ongoings of your life carefully curated by the influencer and massively popular gym leader. Your “fans” never cared for you any further than the entertainment that you brought; they never did. All you were to them was a break from their boring reality at the cost of your own. “Come on, let’s take a selfie!”
Resisting the command, your attempt to pull away was for naught. He knew you hated it, being in the spotlight of any kind. You had never been one for the limelight, preferring to pass unnoticed, but all the more he was going to make you do it. It was a punishment for defying him, for denying him - that sharp gaze and sharper mind definitely picked up on the few words you had managed to mutter to Nemona earlier. And it was just the beginning. Yet standing no chance against his strength, Raihan pinned you into place, his Rotom getting into that all too-familiar position, ready for a new post, a new update to your adoring fans eager to hear about their Champion. “Smile!”
How could you explain that the all-star life that you lived wasn’t what it looked like? That your every move was controlled as if you were nothing more than a doll on strings, destined to be paraded around as if a trophy and passed between the two puppet masters that ruled every second of your life? The punishments that awaited not only you but your friends and your beloved Pokemon if you disobeyed, the constant new marks and bruises that littered every inch of your skin as Raihan and Leon fought for ownership, both seeking to mark you with the hope the other would back off? No, you knew the answer long before you tried to get help - no one would believe you. Not over Raihan, and certainly not over Leon.
You couldn’t. You tried, the corner of your mouth shaking with the effort as the muscles tried to haul themselves upwards. But you couldn’t, your lips refusing to pull up into even a painful grimace, instead slacking and giving way from the trembles. The flashes of the hellish life under the two men that you had left behind in Galar, long repressed memories that haunted you on bad nights roaring straight back to the front of your mind; you thought you would have found confidence as a Champion. You thought you would have found your voice. All you found at the end of the tunnel were a waiting pair of dragon and lion.
Raihan’s signature lazy, toothy grin dropped entirely from his face, the weight of his glare on you as heavy as his tone. “I said, smile.”
A shrill cry was the sole warning they received, your Cinderace burst forth from its ball unprompted in response to your distress reaching its limits, forcing Raihan to release you from his grasp as it materialized between you and him. Fortunately for you, the crowd had long dissipated, tired souls having retreated to the safety and comfort of their homes - the spectacle would have only been bigger with the appearance of a non-native Pokemon like Cinderace on the streets of Cortondo of all places. Without the support of tanned arms, you slumped to the ground, the distinct clank of metal ringing out through lifeless streets as the bottom of your bag impacted the stone-lined streets beneath, the familiar sound drawing Leon's attention as well: more Pokeballs. You had more of your Pokemon on you.
The remnants of Raihan’s public mask shattered.
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Yandere Arven head cannons (AU), credits to @weirdthinkingdragon for the idea. Possessive behavior, mentions of violence of course, slow corruption:
Arven has never had another person care for him as much as you. He loves how you always pay attention to him, and act like you belong to him.
This process would go as a pure heart to slow corruption. Just simple flirting with you from any classmates (from being Champion) first only annoy him. They’re not doing anything wrong… right? Until it gets to the point where he wants to bash their skulls into the wall, keeping them there as warnings for all others to approach you.
Arven realizes his treasure all along from the assignment of the Treasure Hunt was you. You are your upperclassman’s treasure… isn’t that sweet…?
When you’re with Nemona or Penny, even praising their skills of hacking and battling… he feels an urge to pull you away. He’ll find any excuse, from Nemona apparently teaching you a way to “cheat,” or accusing Penny of wasting your time. He doesn’t get as violent with him, as Arven knows you’d be saddened if something were to happen to your friends.
He’s quite possessive. A common phrase whenever you’re in a busy conversation with classmates is “Sorry, I’m going to have to take my stuff,” and leave by dragging you across the room.
Cuddles. Arven loves feeling the warmth of the one he treasures the most (in this au at least). He might occasionally pull you into an embrace, only to rest his head on your shoulder.
Naive mind. One thing that Arven doesn’t know, is that this behavior isn’t normal for friends. He thinks this is normal for any friend. He thinks wanting to silence others just for only attention of that certain friend is normal. He thinks it’s normal wanting to have a habit of constant obsession with friend.
Nemona and Penny don’t realize Arven’s behaviors right away. But slowly, as the middle of the year comes by… they question why some classmates, some who interact with you, ignore you. They watch, fear settling in their chest as Arven can be seen looking at those who even get near you. Near his treasure.
If Nemona or Penny realize this behavior soon enough, they might try to leave Arven behind. That means excluding him from your life, exiting in large groups, or having their Rotom phones record on.
Arven may realize what they’re doing. He will find a way to silence them from telling any teacher or Director Clavell. He will attack them if he needs to.
Question of the Day: Want me to make a Yandere Arven x Reader fic? Self insert for someone? An audience?
#pokemon arven#pokemon scarvio#pokemon headcanons#headcannons#yandere arven#arven x reader#possessive behavior#slight mentions#pokémon nemona#pokemon penny#sad sandwich boy
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people who hate on nemona because she's "too yandere" and "doesn't take a no for an answer" make me wonder if they actually payed attention to her dialogues or only read those joke comics about her being obsessed with the player and always craving violence and said "yeah this is her personality now". or just hate women.
#''she's too yandere!'' you don't know what yandere means then#''she doesn't accept a no for an answer!'' she repeatedly accepts you refusing to battle her through the whole game#she just gets insistent when you say you don't passed the league test#(because she truly believed you were so strong you would pass easily)#and when you tell her you don't want to be rivals (she though you liked battling her and wanted a friend to share her passion with)#''she's so weird!'' my brother in arceus this is pokémon EVERYBODY is weird as fuck#''she only talks about battling!'' and arven almost always talk about food and kieran always talked about ogerpon in kitakami#but i've seen nobody complaining about these two#wonder why#and nemona talks about other thinks beside battling!#she has Lore (TM) too#she has health issues despite her trying to shrug them off#she lived in a very rigid upper-class family where she's implied to have felt repressed#her own family pays more attention to her sister because she's going to be the heir of their corporation leaving nemona neglected#she doesn't have friends because her passion to pokémon battles alineates her from her classmates#if she defeats you in your first battle she gets depressed and says sorry because she believes she scared you away from being her friend#she's such a complex character but her background is more subtle than with arven or penny (and locked behind the postgame)#it saddens me that she's flanderized by literally everyone (even gamefreak/tpc in sv's epilogue)#pokemon#ramblings
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btw i just wanna do a fun note here about nemona's character and intent as stuff.
Nemona is a pushy over zealous person. This is just how she is. But she's also more than that, and it often goes neglected in people's readings/interpretations of her. If the intended reading of Nemona of fans was meant to be "pushy and annoying", or more extreme than that as seen in some peoples readings, then this little dialouge set is the perfect place to emphasize it.
See that gif is from outside the pokemon league after you become Champion. Nemona asks you to be "rivals for life!" It's a request to not just be her friend, but a friend who shares her interest and pushes her to do better, something she's been sorely lacking.
And you can tell her, "no."
The first few times you to this, Nemona jokes and teases, says she didn't hear you (you say no again), that she's not going to stop until you say yes (you say no again.)
That's when that gif happens. Nemona doesn't smile as she's joking, instead she just looks very worried. The camera pulls out on this line, making her smaller in frame as she pulls her self inward, cradling one arm and raising it to her lips. She's confused and concerned.
After that line, you can deny her again, and she'll simply resort to "Me! You! Rivals! Yes?", the same pose and expression on her face.
She's not happy and joking, she's not smiling, but she's not angry. She's not aggressive.
And that's where a lot of readings fall flat, i think, they don't take into account her character beyond that inital zealousness, and I agree the writing is hidden and she wasn't given the same depth as the others, but the writing is there.
If Nemona was meant to be read as simply aggressive and constantly over zealous, why not stop eariler? Stop at "Sorry, not going to stop until I hear a yes-", it's a great place to loop dialogue isn't it?
I'm not gonna go into a long rant about this scene and Nemona's ND coding, or about how when i see players get this scene in playthroughs, how they literally and metaphorically misread it, or much else here. I'll just leave it on that it's there, that when you tell Nemona you don't want to rival her again and again, it's not aggression she meets you with.
More I'd say, a concern and confusion.
#pokemon#pokemon scarlet and violet#pokemon nemona#nemona pokemon#trainer nemona#rival nemona#champion nemona#trainer nemo#rival nemo#gif#pkmn sv#pokemon sv#pokemon scarvi spoilers#but barely#pokemon sv spoilers#for the avoiders tho#all this to say if i hear someone call nemona a stalker or yandere again#forgetting snapping im just going to cry#character analysis#kind of ????#i guess???
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i think the reason people think pokemon characters are like flat or boring or whatever is because no one here has reading comprehension and people just shove these characters into fandom archetypes they barely fit in
#like no pokemon fandom hau and hop aren't literally the same character you just can't read#also this applies to people who think gen 5 is the only game with a good story#maybe if you actually fucking read those cutscenes you keep fucking complaining about in sm you would have liked the story#maybe if you'd payed attention to what nemona was actually fucking saying you would have realized she is NOT a fucking yandere
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i'm not saying kieran is a yandere (he is 14) but like. viewing his behaviour and how he acts in comparison to nemona i think everybody that has ever called her a yandere owes her an apology
#bwark#again just to hammer it in NEITHER of them are yanderes. they are children#but like kieran is so much more intense than nemona ever was#nemona was literally just kid with a hyperfixation on battling#plus she says the reason why she gets so excited to battle the player is because everybody else is scared of her#i know people have drawn this already but those two would make great friends#kieran wants to be strong and nemona wants to battle people that can match her strength without being intimidated
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Nemona: You! Me! Rivals! Yes!
please just say yes
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Could you make Yandere Platonic Arven vs Nemona?
I'll try my best! If anything is wrong, it's because I haven't played the Main Game's story in a long time and never bought the DLC. Sorry for the wait and that it's short! I ran out of ideas :(
Thank you to those who helped me remember their dynamic! This is lighter than the usual rivalries I write since I can't see them hurting each other.
Yandere! Platonic Arven vs Nemona
Pairing: Platonic - Rivalry
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Jealousy, Friend rivalry, Manipulation, Clingy behavior, Stalking, Dubious companionship.
The two are way different in personality.
Arven was more isolated and is jealous easily.
Meanwhile Nemona is easily excited and always looking for a challenge.
Honestly, the two of them are easily attached to you/the player in the games.
Well... Arven takes longer due to personal reasons but he certainly gets there.
I imagine Arven is the one more invested in the rivalry as Nemona seems oblivious to Arven's irritated mood at times.
Nemona often takes up your time as a guide, friend, and rival.
She's energetic and just wants to have fun with you.
She lives by your home and already tends to clash with Arven and Penny in game since she seems to be in her own world.
Nemona tends to just focus on you.
She often follows you around and wants to battle with you in all ways.
Then there's Arven... who while he gets used to Nemona in the game, he seems to still dislike her at times.
They have clashing personalities and Arven is more grounded than Nemona.
He's known to cherish those he cares about, in this case that's you... His dearest "Buddy".
The two are good friends to have, even if they seem to have some tension between one another.
One of my followers had a good point in saying their rivalry is mostly one-sided.
Arven is definitely the more serious one while Nemona is more... aloof?
They wouldn't hurt one another but there would be subtle competition.
In this rivalry I feel Nemona would be a bit more aware.
She's very focused on you, so when she sees Arven take your attention and get snappy over you... She has a feeling she knows what's going on.
Nemona's more light-hearted with the rivalry than Arven... but she can't turn down a good competition.
The two definitely care a whole lot about you.
Arven teaches you new recipes, Nemona drags you off to battle.
However they both want to be around you and it often conflicts with one another.
As I said before, to you things are subtle.
That's because Nemona isn't as invested as Arven, but they are definitely still getting into small fights.
It may actually irk Arven when Nemona brushes him off.
Nemona acts like Arven's jealousy isn't a big deal.
Although Arven usually gets her back by distracting you.
The most I can see them hurting each other is like... feeling-wise.
They'd sabotage one another, get into verbal fights, but they wouldn't like... physically hurt one another.
Both are quite clingy with you, Nemona is already following you around often and Arven is doing his best to convince you to stay beside him.
They probably both emotionally manipulate you, although Nemona is more accidental.
While Nemona primarily ignores Arven, I can see her occasionally rubbing it in his face that she spends so much time with you.
Arven sees himself as your best buddy, Nemona sees herself as your true rival.
They usually hide their rivalry and I can see Nemona trying to solve arguments with Pokemon battles.
I don't doubt that they'd both stalk you.
They want to compete to see who's your true friend.
To see who deserves to be your only friend.
They could compromise, but you'd have to hope one of them gives up first.
If you're lucky, their rivalry will fizzle out.
That may actually happen since it's not fully mutual.
However, until then (if it ever happens), you're stuck between the two.
They both want the best for you...
Yet they can't seem to agree on sharing you without clashing with one another.
"Nemona, I think you spend way too much time with them! They had something planned with me today."
"I spend too much time with them? No way! They're meant to battle me today! If anything, YOU spend too much time with them cooking!"
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Nothing fills me more with such rage than seeing Nemona get watered down to an obsessive yandere with no depth to her character like the goku jokes are better and right there to use man
#I’m not saying you have to like Nemona or not dislike her or anything#she clearly has flaws of her own even stated right there in the game#it’s just very evident that when a female rival starts to have the same traits as older rivals before she somehow gets labeled as “annoying”#and “obsessive” while characters such as Blue and Silver get praised for having done the same thing years ago#also yandere gets thrown around so much to characters that don’t even fit the trope I’m just tired seeing it#pokemon#pokemon scarlet and violet#nemona pokemon#my posts
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People who say Nemona's a yandere have only experienced that type of character through yandere simulator
#pokemon#nemona#pokemon nemona#yandere simulator jumpscare#seriously like how do you come to that conclusion#she has never had friends before and is trying her best#and dont get me started on the whole shes a stalker thing#i know this is kinda a tired point but i still fucking see it somehow#this is a one sentence post and yet it took me like five minutes to word it correctly
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Like any shonen protagonist worth their salt, Nemona is willing and BEGGING to throw hands with a dinosaur. Mayhaps even a whole pack of dinosaurs.
#yeah please stop saying Nemona is a yandere or whatever.#she’s a shonen protagonist. negative number of brain cells and everything.#pokemon scarvi spoilers#pokemon#pokemon scarvi#nemona#amber's post
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Pokémon girl: Loves to spar and wants to make friends through her hobby. Some people: Is she obsessed with me romantically? For real though sounds like she has more in common with a shonen main character than a yandere.
Oooh yeah
Like I don’t want to derail but something I like that they did with both Leon and Nemona is that essentially, they were the player character prior to the game. They’re the best trainer they’re undefeated and they did it at a young age
And as many players do when they beat the game it becomes really boring when they don’t have any challenging battles! It’s actually super interesting!
(Literally I was watching a playthrough of Scarlet and Nemona was like “I’m going to go battle other people while you do the gym” and the player was like “you’re just going to crush some child?” And I had to roll my eyes because LITERALLY THAT’S WHAT THE PLAYER CHARACTER DOES)
But yeah Nemona’s not a yandere she’s just dying for a challenge, something you’d think older Pokemon fans could relate to but I guess it’s more fun to take the neurodivergent coded character and call her a yandere
#I say as someone who LOVED yanderes and also ships the player character with Nemona#she’s goku#alto replies
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it’s weird to me to see my rivals saying that they’ve been challenging and beating the gyms too but like i guess that makes perfect sense right? i’m just used to feeling the intense Main Character Syndrome from pla and violet but in past games it’s like hey you’re just some kid
#in hindsight i think that’s why there are so many stalker/yandere jokes about nemona#i mean it’s only natural to have your rival battle you throughout the story#but with the other rivals it’s like ok we ran into them naturally while on the road bc they were here for the same reason as us#in nemona’s case it’s not like she was doing the gym circuit bc she already did all of that#she literally is just showing up specifically to battle the player. she really is just following them#LOL#goldie plays pokémon black
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Nemona Crazed
More Discord shenanigans. I made this because I was watching Wiz on a live stream of the Pecharunt event, and he was reading out Nemona's dialogue in this psychotic tone. Then someone in the live stream said that she had a knife, and people wanted this drawn. So I decided to take the case. I think this is probably one of the weirdest things I've drawn - by my standards, at least.
I was speaking to my husband about it and he told me I should make her have a bat'leth from Star Trek. So I did so. This was based on a statement he made about Nemona being a "kid-friendly Klingon," because all she cares about is combat/battling.
Spent far too much time on this joke - because I wanted to make sure it looked good as he [Wiz] was going to use it as a sticker for his Discord. They also made it into an emote - both versions - though they aren't quite meant for usage at that size. [I'm not a master at working at small scale.] Quality wise though, I think it's pretty good. I learned a good chunk from just imitating Nemona's face and had to focus on two of my weaknesses - human faces and hands.
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