My name is Eram, and welcome to my adventure blog! I've just moved to Kalos against my will and have been peer pressured into a dangerous journey to do stupid shit for a guy I didn't even meet until like 3 towns in. Angry, lost, and poor, someday I'll be the best...or....yeah maybe not.

Check out the Chronicles section for my story divided into bite-sized morsels for your browsing pleasure.

Feel free to send asks. I do RP! Will also take drawing requests and submissions!

Journey started: 10/13/2013

Friend code: 2062-9702-2217
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Eagle gets an ask
clivenuzlockeadventure sent: [Text] Rumor has it you and a Rhyhorn had an official fling, care to comment? -Ryu

It wasn’t as big as I thought it would be.

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marcus-pkm-adventure sent: [txt] I miss you...

marcus-pkm-adventure:

eram-x-adventure:

marcus-pkm-adventure:

eram-x-adventure:

marcus-pkm-adventure:

eram-x-adventure:

[text] hey [/text]

[text] sorry [/text]

The teen lifted his holocaster over his face as the screen lit up, illuminating the once darkened room. He had received a message long overdue. Sighing, he put the screen on sleep once more before rolling onto his side, closing his eyes. “Nice knowin’ I at least deserved a reply…”

Eram waited a while, staring at the caster blankly.

Another sleepless night.

The holocaster was new, though it was a slightly older model than her last one. The account data still worked, though. She rubbed idly at the screen.

Marc…what could she even say to him.

In the end, she was the sort of petty person to envy even her own best friend. But was it envy? She wasn’t sure. Everything in her head felt foggy. She wanted to sleep but couldn’t, and had taken to watching the battery on her caster slowly diminish.

….maybe he wasn’t awake.

Or maybe it hadn’t gone through.

…or, maybe he was ready to leave her behind.

She thought her heart might clench at the thought, that tears might well up in her eyes. She wanted something, anything to happen. But nothing did. A wall had erected itself around her, immense and towering, its integrity an ever-lasting defense.

As much as she wanted to feel sad, she realized more than anything that what she wanted was to feel nothing. Nothing was good. The urge to want something to come, and the need to have emptiness as her only companion flitted ceaselessly through her mind, until at last she typed another message, setting the caster aside afterward.

[text] i guess you aren’t there [/text]

[text] i haven’t been sleeping lately. my mind is full of thoughts. [/text]

[text] i wish i could turn myself off and not wake up again [/text]

[text] as it is, i’m here if you feel like talking [text]

[text] take care of yourself [/text]

His caster sounded off a few more times, indicating new messages. “…” He sighed and glanced over to it for a moment before picking it up again.
[txt] I was asleep.[/txt]
He lied, but it was the best he could do.
[txt] Where are you? [/txt]
He sat up from the pull out couch, moving to get dressed. He pulled on a baggy t-shirt that looked like it didn’t belong to him, along with his usual skinny jeans and hoodie.

She startled at the sound of her caster going off. She wasn’t quite asleep, but had lulled herself into a sort of unconscious daze, staring quietly at a streetlamp as couples flitted through the orange light and into the darkness of the streets beyond.

She was somewhat surprised she had gotten an answer. After the way Marc had stormed off that night, she thought she’d never hear from him again. When the text had come in, she almost couldn’t believe it. Now she felt at a loss once more, words at the tip of tongue yet not quite falling over that fatal edge.

[text] i apologize. i’m in lumiose. just for a bit. [/text]

[text] i’ve decided that i’m strong enough to take on the rest of the leaders [/text]

She sent the texts, flicking the caster shut afterward. Was this a good idea? She didn’t know.

He stepped out of his Lumiose home, locking the door behind him. He checked his caster once more.
[txt] Where exactly in Lumiose? I’ll meet up with you. [/txt]
He started down the street, his hands now in his pockets.

[text] somewhere near professor sycamore’s labs, i think [/text]

She bit her lip, wondering if she could do this. See him.

Where she thought worry might be in her heart, all she felt was a stone, hard and unmoving, and cold to the touch.

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marc
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marcus-pkm-adventure sent: [txt] I miss you...

marcus-pkm-adventure:

eram-x-adventure:

marcus-pkm-adventure:

eram-x-adventure:

[text] hey [/text]

[text] sorry [/text]

The teen lifted his holocaster over his face as the screen lit up, illuminating the once darkened room. He had received a message long overdue. Sighing, he put the screen on sleep once more before rolling onto his side, closing his eyes. “Nice knowin’ I at least deserved a reply…”

Eram waited a while, staring at the caster blankly.

Another sleepless night.

The holocaster was new, though it was a slightly older model than her last one. The account data still worked, though. She rubbed idly at the screen.

Marc…what could she even say to him.

In the end, she was the sort of petty person to envy even her own best friend. But was it envy? She wasn’t sure. Everything in her head felt foggy. She wanted to sleep but couldn’t, and had taken to watching the battery on her caster slowly diminish.

….maybe he wasn’t awake.

Or maybe it hadn’t gone through.

…or, maybe he was ready to leave her behind.

She thought her heart might clench at the thought, that tears might well up in her eyes. She wanted something, anything to happen. But nothing did. A wall had erected itself around her, immense and towering, its integrity an ever-lasting defense.

As much as she wanted to feel sad, she realized more than anything that what she wanted was to feel nothing. Nothing was good. The urge to want something to come, and the need to have emptiness as her only companion flitted ceaselessly through her mind, until at last she typed another message, setting the caster aside afterward.

[text] i guess you aren’t there [/text]

[text] i haven’t been sleeping lately. my mind is full of thoughts. [/text]

[text] i wish i could turn myself off and not wake up again [/text]

[text] as it is, i’m here if you feel like talking [text]

[text] take care of yourself [/text]

His caster sounded off a few more times, indicating new messages. “…” He sighed and glanced over to it for a moment before picking it up again.
[txt] I was asleep.[/txt]
He lied, but it was the best he could do.
[txt] Where are you? [/txt]
He sat up from the pull out couch, moving to get dressed. He pulled on a baggy t-shirt that looked like it didn’t belong to him, along with his usual skinny jeans and hoodie.

She startled at the sound of her caster going off. She wasn’t quite asleep, but had lulled herself into a sort of unconscious daze, staring quietly at a streetlamp as couples flitted through the orange light and into the darkness of the streets beyond.

She was somewhat surprised she had gotten an answer. After the way Marc had stormed off that night, she thought she’d never hear from him again. When the text had come in, she almost couldn’t believe it. Now she felt at a loss once more, words at the tip of tongue yet not quite falling over that fatal edge.

[text] i apologize. i’m in lumiose. just for a bit. [/text]

[text] i’ve decided that i’m strong enough to take on the rest of the leaders [/text]

She sent the texts, flicking the caster shut afterward. Was this a good idea? She didn’t know.

15 hours ago | 7 notes | Reblog
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marc
marcus-pkm-adventure sent: [txt] I miss you...

marcus-pkm-adventure:

eram-x-adventure:

[text] hey [/text]

[text] sorry [/text]

The teen lifted his holocaster over his face as the screen lit up, illuminating the once darkened room. He had received a message long overdue. Sighing, he put the screen on sleep once more before rolling onto his side, closing his eyes. “Nice knowin’ I at least deserved a reply…”

Eram waited a while, staring at the caster blankly.

Another sleepless night.

The holocaster was new, though it was a slightly older model than her last one. The account data still worked, though. She rubbed idly at the screen.

Marc…what could she even say to him.

In the end, she was the sort of petty person to envy even her own best friend. But was it envy? She wasn’t sure. Everything in her head felt foggy. She wanted to sleep but couldn’t, and had taken to watching the battery on her caster slowly diminish.

….maybe he wasn’t awake.

Or maybe it hadn’t gone through.

…or, maybe he was ready to leave her behind.

She thought her heart might clench at the thought, that tears might well up in her eyes. She wanted something, anything to happen. But nothing did. A wall had erected itself around her, immense and towering, its integrity an ever-lasting defense.

As much as she wanted to feel sad, she realized more than anything that what she wanted was to feel nothing. Nothing was good. The urge to want something to come, and the need to have emptiness as her only companion flitted ceaselessly through her mind, until at last she typed another message, setting the caster aside afterward.

[text] i guess you aren’t there [/text]

[text] i haven’t been sleeping lately. my mind is full of thoughts. [/text]

[text] i wish i could turn myself off and not wake up again [/text]

[text] as it is, i’m here if you feel like talking [text]

[text] take care of yourself [/text]

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Eagle gets an ask
marcus-pkm-adventure sent: [txt] I miss you...

[text] hey [/text]

[text] sorry [/text]

1 week ago | 9 notes | Reblog
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mun face

eramquodes:

My new glasses came in! The top photo is the pair I’ve had since 2008 and the bottom is my new pair! We got non-glare lenses and you can see the difference in the reflections. The prescription changed and it feels really hard to adjust to, but my parents want me to try so they’re confiscating my old pair and forcing me to wear the new ones.

I’m really hoping they don’t look too bad! I wish my hair was a bit cuter today, but I’ll take a photo when it’s styled a little better!

((Happy Munday everyone! I haven’t posted anything substantial in a while but have my derp face. Might as well just reblog this here since I took it today.))

1 week ago | 2 notes | Reblog
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Pokemon Artist Eram!
jenelle

((Breakfast doodles~ in that second pic, Jenelle is probably telling Eram, ‘hurr hurr you smell like baby shampoo.’ What does that even smell like…))

1 week ago | 1 note | Reblog
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((Still working on a new outfit. I also just wanted to draw longer-haired!Eram with pretty eyes and pouty lips. ;3;))

((Still working on a new outfit. I also just wanted to draw longer-haired!Eram with pretty eyes and pouty lips. ;3;))

1 week ago | 5 notes | Reblog
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((if it's a pencil doodle you know I'm probably at breakfast))
((Playing around with Eram’s new outfit ideas. Ugh I’m really bad at this stuff.))

((Playing around with Eram’s new outfit ideas. Ugh I’m really bad at this stuff.))

2 weeks ago | Reblog
((Gonna draw for a lil bit until i’m too tired! it’s either gonna be the circle jerk pic or the creeper jenelle pic))
Come [here]!

((Gonna draw for a lil bit until i’m too tired! it’s either gonna be the circle jerk pic or the creeper jenelle pic))

Come [here]!