Ghetsis 2016.

I needed to get my endorsement out of the way right off the bat. Just so you know what I'm REALLY all about, it's booty.

Now for the information you really want to know

Age: Older than you.

Gender: Try and guess.

Location: Why? Trying to stalk me or something?

Fandoms: Pokémon...and some other stuff.

Favorite ships: The plasma frigate, the enterprise, the titanic, King of Red Lions, and...SasuSaku.

As for the rest, try to guess from the fics, you lazies.

Now for some fun stuff.

List twelve of your favorite characters from your fandom, in no particular order.

1. Serena

2. Red

3. Diantha

4. Lyra

5. Ghetsis

6. Archie

7. Touko

8. Maxie

9. Sycamoooore

10. Lysandre

11. Silver

12. N

1. Have you ever read a six/eleven fic? Do you want to?

cries tears of blood profusely* Please God no, my eyes!

2. Do you think four is hot? How hot?

She's more of cute.

3. What would happen if twelve got eight pregnant?

Whiney, scientific nerd babies *sweats heavily*

4. Can you recall any fics about nine?

Hon Hon Hon.

5. Would two and six make a good couple?

I'm starting to think this meme was a bad idea...

6. Five/nine or five/ten? Why?

Ghetsis would have a broken everything if he put the moves on Lysandre. Sycamore by default.

7. What would happen if seven walked in on two and twelve making out?

Red's Asexual, and N's Touko-sexual. It was probably a misunderstanding, but they're both gonna die anyway.

8. Make up a summary for a three/ten fic.

tiny tear of joy*

There's nothing quite as beautiful as the pristine, untouched glory of the first day of snow in the morning, and eight year old Lysandre was all about beauty. Of course it's just like his rowdy idiot of a friend, Augustine to run around like a complete buffoon, crushing all the snow beneath his boots, completely oblivious to the internal anxiety attack he was giving his best friend. Amongst his inner turmoil a tiny hand managed to slip it's way into his, and his eyes met with the soft and reassuring blue ones of his other friend, Diantha. With a calmed breath, he realized to himself that perhaps there was something more beautiful then freshly fallen snow.

9. Is there any such thing as one/eight fluff?

Oh Lord, I hope not.

10. Suggest a title for a seven/twelve hurt/comfort fic.

hnnnnnnggghs so hard* "Lies and Imperfection" Idon'tknow

11. Does anyone of your friends read three het?

This is where I'd put a LysandrexDiantha fic...IF THERE WAS ONE

12. Does anyone on your friends list write or draw eleven?

None of my friends write Pokémon fanfics. It's just meeeeeee.

13. Would any of your friends write two/four/five?

WHAT DID I JUST SAY?!

14. If you wrote a song-fic about Eight, what song would you choose?

"God, I Hate The Rain" to "You are my sunshine"

15. If you wrote a one/six/twelve fic, what would the warning be?

WARNING: Graphic cake violence

16. When was the last time you read a fic about five?

Never. But we I work on his political action committee

17. 1 and 7 are in a happy relationship until 9 runs off with 4. 1, broken hearted, has a one-night stand with 11 and a brief unhappy affair with 12, then follows the wise advice of 5 and finds true love with 3.

Okay, so Serena and Touko are in a happy relationship before Sycamore runs off with Lyra (only to be shortly murdered by Silver). Serena, broken hearted (that her precious Sensei-sama chose another student to be his waifu), has a one-night stand with Silver (to get back at Lyra) and a brief unhappy affair with N, then follows the advice of Ghetsis (as we all should) and finds true love with Diantha.

WHAT.

What title would you give this fic?

Sycamore The Scoundrel

18. How would you feel if seven/eight was canon?

Dead inside.

Fic Ideas:

WARNING: May or may not happen

A Shameless Self Insert (only not really): A blunt and sarcastic girl with a complicated family life, and an intensely European guy with an identity-crisis end up sharing a starter that neither of them want. Awkward fic based upon wonderlocke.

Pokémon School Thing: Serena is a new student at pokemon academy where things are definitely... Abnormal. For starters, her English teacher, Professor Sycamore is a total creep to all the students (though she kind of likes it), the headmaster is secretly plotting world domination, the student council president does nothing while the vice president is in a relationship with her homeroom teacher. There's an awkward school play, a gang of thugs who make up the entirety of the music program, and to top it all off, the health teacher got jam on one of the library books. That's district property! Insane AU fic filled with crack and headcannons.