The Prophet Of Moltres Or: What If James Thought Moltres Was Azor Ahai?

The Prophet of Moltres or: What if James thought Moltres was Azor Ahai?

Toxic Rocketshipping: But What Are James's Thoughts On Yaoi? (part two of three)

It might seem like the fic has calmed down, but it's just trying to lull you into a false sense of security.

Part one is here.

Content Warning: First-person mixed points-of-view; gross misunderstanding of slavery; possibly uncomfortable discussions of romance; Pokémon/Human romantic relationship; found family to lovers firebomb; Jessie freckle-shames James; silly, middle-school romance writing; out-of-character behavior for James and Meowth; absolute character assassination of Jessie; Jesus Hades Christ twelve!me tortured James a lot in fic (so much James whumpage)

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(Meowth's point of view)

James was in the sun, working on our plan.

It didn't work.

James gets freckles when he stays in the sun for a long time. I thought it was cute, but Jessie didn't.

"Get rid of those hideous spots," she said.

"I can't," James said.

"Then you'll just have to be uglier than usual." Jessie sounded like she didn't care about James's feelings.

James just stared at her. Then he ran into our room and closed the door.

"What's his problem?" Jessie said.

"His problem?! What's your problem? Why are you trying to hurt James like this? He never did anything to you. He cared for you all the time. You never even said 'thank you' once to him," I said.

"Thank him? That little bitch? I'd rather marry that twerp. At least he's not as ugly as James," Jessie said.

"I don't believe you," I yelled.

I went into our room. James was lying down. His hair was messy, his eyes were swollen from crying, and he had dark circles under his eyes. Tears ran down his face, over his freckles.

"What's wrong, James?" I knew he could be upset because of what Jessie said, but there might be a deep-seated reason for all this crying.

"I heard the whole conversation. Jessie hates me." James's voice shook as he spoke.

I didn't want to tell him the truth. But lying only makes things worse. So I just didn't say anything.

"I knew it," he said.

"I just don't know what's with Jessie. First, she buys you, now she abuses you," I said. "I don't know what to do to comfort or protect you."

"It's okay," James said.

We sat in an awkward silence for a long while.

Then James asked the question.

"Would you mind if I liked Pokémon?"

"You mean, 'like them' like them?"

"Yes. It's called Pokébestial."

"No. I wouldn't mind. Actually, I think I'd like you—I mean, like it, too."

Why?

"Okay," James said.

Like you? Why did I say that? I wasn't ready for James to know that. The only way he didn't hear that is if he couldn't think clearly.

Wait a minute—I just kinda mumbled it. That meant it was likely he didn't hear it.

Good, I thought.

-O-o-O-

(James's point of view)

I was out of love with Jessie, but I think my orientation got a little "off."

I think I'm Pokébestial.

The closer I got to Meowth, the more I liked him. At first, he was like an older brother, then he was like a twin brother, then we were like good friends, as in playmates. Then we started becoming like best friends.

Suddenly, I had a crush on Meowth.

What if he had a crush on me?! We'd be boyfriend and—

Hold up. Wait a minute. This'll have some yaoi in it.

That just didn't seem right, but I couldn't do what Jessie or anyone else would think is right. I had to tell Meowth.

But what would Meowth think? What if he was like everyone else? What if he didn't like it?

I was in for a real surprise.

-O-o-O-

Later that afternoon, we were sitting in our room, all alone.

Just us boys. No Jessie. She wouldn't want me until nighttime.

"James? I need to talk to you," Meowth said.

"Okay," I said. But I noticed something about his voice. It was soft, almost shy-sounding. He was also blushing a little, I could see it through his fur.

"Did you hear what I said about you being Pokébestial?" he asked.

"No. What did you say?" I asked. I started to get just a bit suspicious.

"I said that….I'd like it," Meowth said.

"Why?" I asked. I kind of knew why, but I just couldn't think clearly because of what it was.

"I like you."

"Like me, like me?"

"Yes."

Right then. I just found out my crush likes me too. What did I do? I did the only thing that was in my character to do.

I passed out.

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Moral of the story: Being Pokébestial is probably better than being a sex slave for your coworker, though neither is recommended.

a quick sketch of a ship kitten

y'all wanna see James and Meowth's experiment in action?

too hot for tumblr fanart below the cut

you have been warned

This is how the Meowth kittens are made

James is wearing socks because it's kinkier that way

i need to stop fricking with chatgpt

More proof that AI could never replace me as a writer because it's not unhinged enough.

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James sat on his bed, staring at the wall. He had just found out that he was pregnant with Meowth's kitten, and he didn't know how to feel. On the one hand, he was overjoyed at the prospect of becoming a parent. On the other hand, he was terrified of what Jessie would say.

He knew that their relationship was somewhat taboo in Team Rocket. Even though they had been together for a while, they had kept it a secret from everyone else. James wasn't sure how Jessie would react to the news of their pregnancy.

Meowth walked into the room, and James looked up at him, his eyes filled with tears. "What are we going to do, Meowth? Jessie is not going to approve of this. We'll be ostracized from the rest of the team."

Meowth sat down next to James and put his arm around him. "We'll figure it out together, James. We love each other, and we're going to have a family. That's all that matters."

James smiled weakly, feeling a little better. "But we still have to tell Jessie."

Meowth nodded. "I know. We'll do it together, and we'll make her understand."

The two of them went to find Jessie, who was in the main room of their base. "Jessie, we have something to tell you," James said, his voice shaking.

Jessie looked up, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "What is it?"

James took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant. With Meowth's kitten."

Jessie's eyes widened in shock, and then her face contorted with anger. "What?! How could you do this, James? And with Meowth, of all Pokémon? You're both supposed to be loyal to Team Rocket, not to each other!"

Meowth stepped forward, his voice firm. "Jessie, we are loyal to Team Rocket. But we're also in love, and we want to start a family. Please try to understand."

Jessie shook her head, her eyes filled with tears. "I can't understand, Meowth. This is wrong. This is not what we stand for. You're both going to ruin everything we've worked for."

James and Meowth exchanged a worried glance. They knew that Jessie was upset, but they had hoped that she would be more understanding. "Jessie, we're sorry if this is difficult for you. But we're going to have a family, whether you approve of it or not," James said, his voice firm.

Jessie looked at them, her face softening a little. "I don't know how to feel about this, James. But I don't want to lose either of you. I'll try to accept it."

James and Meowth smiled, feeling grateful that Jessie was at least trying to accept their decision. They knew that their relationship was not going to be easy, but they were ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead of them.

-O-o-O-o-O-

Team Rocket will steal your Pokémon, do unethical scientific experiments, and throw explosives like confetti, but they draw the line at monster fucking.

Also:

Chat GPT doesn't do darkfic or childbirth scenes. It definitely wouldn't have Meowth biting the umbilical cords or James eating the placenta.

a cat always lands on his feet

Meowth in my old fics, apparently: This cat always lands on Jimmy's feet.