Because, Unfortunately Pokemon Characters Are Cursed With Being Fetish Bait For Artists. Does Nemona

Because, unfortunately pokemon characters are cursed with being fetish bait for artists. Does Nemona meet you at gyms, yes. Is she obsessed with battles and sees the player as a rival, yes. Does she say something along the lines of "you'll have all the battles you'll ever need with me." Maybe, I can't quite recall if that is a line in the game, or just a common dialogue box edit.

But for these reasons people incorrectly give her that label. The girl is autistic. She has a special interest in battling. She made a friend that can match that and puts in the same level of hard work she does to get better. So of course she is around the player, she wants to spend time with her friend and engage in a shared hobby.

She is like Laios and a lot of people act like Shuro... except she is a girl so they see the "randomly" meeting with a friend part of it and that she is programed to do so at set badge counts as her stalking the player (something that all rivals do anyway but this is an open world game so its "different"). So they fetishize her. Make art mischaracterizing her, drawing her as "the pornstar playing Nemona" rather than the dorky, socially awkward girl she actually is. It's disgusting. Especially since we have now gotten her in both the pokemon anime and special manga being just as much of a dork. The anime shows her cool student council president senpai vibe, but as soon as it gets to be possible battle time for her, she becomes a gremlin and it is perfect.

I saw someone on Reddit mischaracterize Nemona as a yandere and ofc they’re getting dragged on X/Twitter (rightfully so) for doing that because one that’s gross to put that on a 15/16 year old girl who…just love battling and two she’s a pretty chill gal in general.

Like, why is it so hard for some fans not to paint Nemona as that trope? Especially when she behaved no differently from previous rivals like Hau for example?

Somedays it's harder than others. But I needed this

please

If only the forecast in my area wasn't maintaining in the 80s well into October.

Slowly becoming comfy pajama weather :3

As usual jen giving us the real take

Bowser heard that Peach is playing some nerdy imagination game, so naturally he wanted to be a part of it too, but a princess’s schedule is tough to work around, so he keeps just missing her and isn’t clear on what character she’s playing.

Bowser’s player character is a burly koopa with two different-coloured eyes. Because that’s a really cool physical characteristic that probably nobody has ever thought to give to an OC before. *NOT A REAL GAME

It really sucks when you realize that a survivor's mentality is not a sustainable model for working full-time.

I can't go into every day thinking, “Oh, if the bathroom is occupied during lunch then I'll just wait to pee when I get home” because that is survival. I'm just surviving until I can get to a safe time and place. I am literally holding in pee for eight hours straight, feeling more and more pain because I can't figure out a better time to go to the bathroom.

I can't keep doing that.

Every day, it becomes, “If you can just sit still for a couple more hours, you'll get to move a little bit.”

Or, “if you can just hold in the tears until you can sneak into an empty room, you'll be able to make it through the day without anyone knowing you're upset.”

(Click “keep reading” to hear a more detailed explanation)

I started work this week, and I had completely forgotten just how awful it is to try and exist in a way that doesn't seem off-putting (or scary) to other people.

I had to do two eight-hour blocks of time alone away from home, which I hadn't done since high school, and I'm already realizing that my old methods no longer work.

I legitimately can't mask the entire day anymore. I can feel my joints groaning under the stress. My cells are feverish with the desire to stim. My mind is slowly melting under the fluorescent lights. The voices, the droning voices of professionals, buzz in my head and make no sense. I take notes, but the words look like no language I've ever spoken.

I can't keep pretending to understand what's going on.

But I'm also new to telling people that I'm disabled. The only people who know are immediate family and friends and the psychology clinic that diagnosed me. I want to be proud and confident, to just ask for and demand help, but I can't imagine anyone actually believing me. Nobody helps me when I ask for something because they decide it isn't important.

My sensory issues aren't “bad enough.” My social struggles are just “excuses to be rude.” My stimming is “attention seeking.”

Why did I choose education as the field to go into? I'm not cut out for this new “customer service” teacher mentality. I have to have good interactions with everyone all the time? Just so parents want to send their kids to our schools? How is that even possible? I have a hard time smiling at people who are nice to me, so how do you expect me to smile when someone is yelling at me for failing their student because they didn't turn in their work?

The education system is broken, and I'm just one disabled person who is just now realizing that their disability might actually stop them from keeping their dream job.

How do you advocate for yourself when you grew up thinking that self-advocacy was selfish and evil?

I literally just realized that I can't eat food or respond to greetings if I'm stressed. Showering used to make me feel relaxed before bed, and now it's the only thing preventing me from crying right before sleeping.

I want to learn Spanish, write in my journal, cook healthy meals, exercise in the morning, drink plenty of water, sleep comfortably at night, and spend time with friends who don't make me feel guilty for existing. I want to be able to go to the bathroom whenever I need to. Why does that feel impossible now?

If anyone has experience with advocating for a disability, especially high-functioning and heavily masked autism, I'd really like advice. Who do I talk to? What do I ask for? How do I explain my struggles and keep a job?