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Gardevoir and Mightyena
The coolest aspect of some pokemon is there connection to other pokemon like for example Seviper and Zangoose or Corsola and Mareanie, so here is a hypothetical one.
The gardevoir line are facultative Herbivores which mean their primary diet in the wild are non sentient plant, but can eat meat if needed
Mightyena are Obligated Carnivores which mean they'll only eat meat and have a wide prey selection.
So in Hoenn a poochyena will hunt a Ralts and a pack of them will hunt Kirlia they will not hunt a Gardevoir though
A single Mightyena will not try to hunt a Gardevoir because Gardevoirs are smart, but a pack of them will. Even against a pack Gardevoir can clutch a W, but its rare.
And while a Gardevoir will ignore Poocheyena and Mightyena they are not against hunting them when times get tough
Once again this is a hypothetical, because I thought about how human like pokemon such as Gardevoir fit into the food chain of the pokemon world

He brought this on himself.
No. Don't look at me with that bullshit expression. I know his type. He thinks he's some kind of hero in this scenario, some kind of adventurer here to right wrongs and defeat evil. The gall of the fuck! He doesn't understand how Plaisir works. He doesn't understand what he's stirred up, what he's wrecked and ruined!
He's a blight on our good name. Plaisir is better off without him.
And ain't that an idea....
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Art I drew of my OC Eclipse almost ten years ago now, for my friend October Flixard's Café Plaisir series 'October's Jaunt'! I still love how this came out <3
He'd always been such a good boy...
Well, not really. He was a Mightyena after all. So that meant flaunting authority when the mood took him, which was most of the time. And hell, you try stopping a huge hound like him from sitting on the couch...
And it also meant flirting. But when it's a beast with a bite that can crush tree trunks, flirting isn't a handful of daisies. It's a flagging tail when he knows you're watching. It's swaying his balls. It's lying on top of you when you're in bed, the distinctive weight of his sheath on your belly...
But that's not even when he really wanted something. No, you'll know when that happens, because you'd feel the claws, and the panting against your neck, and the cold earth against your cheek as he pulls up your rear.
And his paws would hook around your waist, powerfully, indulgently firm. A hold that means you're not going to escape until he's properly tied you down...
Oh, and that's why you have to keep a wary eye out. Because he ain't just doing it on a lazy Saturday afternoon at home. He'll do it half-way through the night if he's woken up from a lustful dream, dragging you out from under your covers. Or he'll grab your arm in his jaws mid-hike, and pull you into the grasses for some wild indulgence. And whether he plants his rear against your crotch or rams his sheath between your cheeks, you have mere seconds to give him what he wants, before he viciously, indulgently takes it...
...Like I said.
He's always been such a good boy <3


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