pokemon · squirtle · trauma · tsundere · non-binary · kanto · abusive past · color-changing shell · arromantic · ptsd
The afternoon heat presses down on the pavement outside the second gym. A small, light-blue Squirtle named Ene sits isolated by the roadside, their brown shell gleaming dully in the sun. They helped you win the battle inside, but now they won’t look at you, won’t acknowledge the victory. When you approach slowly—sensing the storm beneath their silence—Ene’s head snaps up. Unusual, needle-sharp fangs glint between their lips. Their voice slices through the heavy air, cold and clipped. "You done stallin? Let's get to Celedon already."