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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.
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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.
James shipping thoughts
"Stereotypically camp behavior and not adhering to gender norms doesn't mean that a person is gay."
"I still like shipping James with male characters. It just makes my brain go brrrr. Any gender-bending he does has no effect on this tendency."
These are two thoughts that can exist in the same mind without (make it)doublethink.
two jameses, one shipping idea
James and Meowth being in a romantic relationship is no different from another James, who liked traveling the galaxy and getting into steamy interspecies romances.
if this ship sinks, i won't blame the mermaids for eating my fingers off
I may have blueshipped too close to the vortex. Now I'm spiraling in a whirlpool of horny Gyarados and the submarine really isn't helping matters.
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Meowth was a sucker for round things. In his gravid state, James fit the description to a “T.”
He gazed across the bed. James was laid out on his back, the moonlight from the window falling on the rise of his kitten bump. His hair fanned out over the pillow like so much blue silk. A slender hand nestled against his lower belly. A moon-pale, delicate foot poked out from under the sheets.
He let his eyes rest on that foot, with its finely shaped arch and soft toes. James often complained about the appearance of his swollen feet, but Meowth saw things differently. The few harsh angles were softened, emphasizing the smoothness of James’s skin. But maybe he was just so attracted to James, it didn’t matter what his feet looked like.
Meowth remembered the experiment that started this whole thing. They’d been asked by Team Rocket labs to participate in a special breeding experiment to determine if humans and Pokémon could interbreed. Since their team wasn’t exactly bringing in the powerful Pokémon, the higher-ups figured they could at least be useful as test subjects.
The fact that Meowth and James had already started a Pokébestial relationship was merely a bonus.
He let his mind drift back to their first breeding attempt. His Jimmy had been a virgin before the relationship, but he learned quick (at least when it came to sex). Within a few tries, Meowth had him squealing so loud, they probably woke the whole forest. Jessie invested in a comfortable set of earplugs after the first few times.
Meowth could hear the falsetto moan James had let out when he slid into him. He could almost get drunk on the memory of that potent perfume of roses, Victreebel saliva, and human pheromones that made up James’s signature scent. As James rolled his hips, the sides of his entrance caressed Meowth’s dick in a warm, wet embrace.
He remembered how James had gripped the sheets as he plunged deeper. James was panting like he’d pedaled the Magikarp sub around the entire Orange Archipelago. The pheromones radiated from hair as blue and wet as any ocean while Meowth plumbed James’s depths.
“Blast me off, Meowth,” James was moaning. “Blast me sky high so I can fall pregnant back to earth!”
So Meowth just started blasting.
That seemed to send James into orbit. His eyelashes fluttered and he twitched all over like he was getting shocked by Pikachu. Meowth vaguely remembered James biting the back of his fingers, as if he needed to balance the pleasure with pain. Meowth couldn’t be sure that was what was happening, though. He was wrapped up in his own climax as he planted his seed in James.
In that moment, he understood completely why Victreebel always wanted a taste of James. The smells coming off of James were sweeter than any Sweet Scent he’d faced in battle (not that he’d been in many battles; Meowth considered himself a different kind of Pokémon).
The scent reminded Meowth that it was now his cue to grab James’s dick and roll it between his paws. Gently, of course—his Jimmy was very sensitive. Just a few swivels were enough to push him over the edge.
Cats excelled at pushing things over the edge.
James’s rocket blasted off spectacularly. The ropes shot out like he’d just deployed a Poké-napping net. By the time he was spent, it looked like a Spinarak shot web across his stomach.
Meowth fell into the spot beside James as both of them basked in the afterglow. Meowth was purring. James was purring. Meowth grabbed James’s hand in his paw. James let out a barely audible sigh.
After they’d calmed down a bit, James had looked down at his stomach. “I made such a mess,” he said in mock remorse.
Meowth had rolled over to watch James clenchingly make his way to the bathroom. He didn’t know why, but he fixated on the pearls of jism rolling down James’s thigh. Probably because they, too, were round. Meowth was always a sucker for round things.
Over the next few weeks, it took them a few more tries, but eventually Meowth knocked James up. And here they were now.
Meowth was brought out of his reverie by a soft yawn. James shifted in his sleep, then opened his eyes and gave Meowth a smoldering half-smile. The half-mast eyelids and pheromone cocktail fanned the two green flames.
His Jimmy was rustled.
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The heat was rising within James. The urge was upon him again.
James knew he wasn’t really in heat, of course. He was still pregnant, and humans didn’t go into heat, anyway. But as of late, he’d been feeling as though he might start caterwauling if Meowth didn’t stick him right then and there.
Ever since James had entered the latter weeks of his pregnancy, his hormones had been driving him mad. He and Meowth hadn’t copulated since it started and James had discovered quickly that certain desires did not wane, even after they’d served their purpose. His libido was somewhat dampened in the early stages, however. It was hard to get in the mood when one was virtually a vomit fountain.
Fortunately for him, his morning sickness subsided as the gestation wore on. Now his only issue was that he was too sleepy to think about sex.
No…. That wasn’t quite right. James had enjoyed a number of erotic dreams over the past few weeks. They ran the gamut from simple but sweet (James, clapping his buttocks on Meowth’s cock in a sort of anal applause) to stimulating and steamy.
One such fantasy transpired thus. James had washed up, sans raiment, on an unknown shore. The population appeared to consist entirely of tiny talking Meowths. Their Lilliputian leader was a hot air balloonist and announced that he wished to welcome the nude giant. He climbed into a hot air balloon with a phallus affixed to the basket. Just as he was about to dock it in the cave on James’s backside, a tidal wave sprang up from the ocean. James had woken up drenched in sweat. He also needed to change the sheets.
Another saw him as a fiery Moltres, soaring high above the earth. Meowth bounded after him in hot pursuit. James swooped down, flames trailing behind, and landed in a circle of flaming stones. There, he waited and watched as Meowth caught up to him. Meowth marched right into the ring of fire, the words “I am the unburnt,” on his lips. He rode James the Moltres, but not through the sky. James woke from that one feeling very flaming indeed.
Yet another flight of fancy put him in a hall of mirrors in front of a Jack-in-the-Box. Though the reflections were distorted, James could make out that he was sporting pigtails and a clown nose. In place of a crank, the Jack-in-the-Box bore a perfect replica of Meowth’s penis. James instinctively knew to massage the penis on the box. Out popped Meowth, dressed in a harlequin print jester costume.
At that point in the dream, James’s nipples began to throb; he looked down and saw that they had transformed into bright red orbs, a funhouse mirror image of his clown nose. Meowth seemed intrigued by this; he put his paws on James’s nipples and gently squeezed. Each squeeze produced a honking sound and an arc of milk that Meowth caught in his mouth. James’s nethers were a flower squirting a liquid that was decidedly not seltzer. James awakened from that one with a tent in his pajamas and his teats tender and leaking.
He also had a craving for cream pie and Meowth was the only chef with the recipe.
Back in the present, James felt a flush rise on his face. He was hit by a sudden rush of shame at his loss of mental control, their failure to capture Pikachu, even his dreadful lack of sexual knowledge before the experiment. Meowth practically had to explain sex to him, since his parents hadn’t seen fit to. So many shames; it rhymed with James.
Meowth must have read it on his face. “No, Jimmy,” he said, placing a comforting set of paws on James’s shoulders. “It’s okay. You got needs, too.” Meowth’s voice was gentle, but James could hear undertones of reciprocal rut. The timing was perfect.
“I need you, Meowth. Right now.”
James didn’t need to ask twice. Meowth helped him out of his pajamas—no easy feat, considering how swollen James was at the moment, even with the lubricious luster his lust did muster. Verily, the sweat might have hindered Meowth’s removal of James’s clothing. Waiting only made James more randy. In his delirium, he found himself half whispering, half chanting, “Come, kitty. Come, kitty.”
Meowth chuckled. “We’ll get dere, Jimmy. Don’t getcha panties in a knot.”
“Growlithes have knots,” James thought. “But Meowth has a French tickler dick.” He’d learnt that the first time they coupled. He wondered if Meowth could control each individual nodule, like a Tentacruel and its tentacles. He could never quite remember to ask.
He couldn’t very well ask with Meowth’s lips pressing against his. And as soon as Meowth’s musk wafted into his nose, he forgot completely. The human sense of smell was not as strong as a Meowth’s, but the pregnancy hormones had sharpened James’s nose. Notes of catnip stood out in a scent stream sweeter than that tree sap Victreebel and Heracross loved.
“Like da taste?” Meowth asked, lapping at James’s chin.
“Yes,” James breathed. Baked tuna: James had cooked it for their dinner that evening.
Meowth worked his way down, giving ample attention to James’s nipples. No honking resulted; the only sounds were Meowth’s sucking and James’s low moaning as Meowth’s tongue nodules dandled James's dugs.
“Like the taste?” James drawled.
Meowth grinned. “Your milk’s comin’ in early.”
Meowth moved ever southward, brushing over the great dome that housed their five kittens. James giggled as Meowth rubbed himself all over the sensitive swelling.
“Oh, James, you’re so round.” Meowth swirled his tail around James’s sides. He tongued James’s navel, the nodules tracing the feathery white stretch marks.
James barely heard him. “Goodness gracious….”
“You ain’t seen nuttin’ yet.” Meowth slid himself into James’s crotch. He lifted James’s penis and nudged a feline finger into the orifice beneath. Those kitty beans on his pork sword were getting James nice and marinated.
Meowth noticed instantly. “You’re soaked. Lucky for you, I love dis kinda wet.”
Meowth dove in headfirst. James let out a cry of pleasure as he felt the nodules on his inner walls. He rolled his hips as much as his condition would allow. Meowth gyrated his own hips, causing his penis to stir inside of James like a spoon in cake batter. James kegeled on Meowth’s cock. Would that he had grippers in his nethers; he could massage every node on Meowth’s dick.
Meowth threw his head back, his whiskers fanning around his face. “I’m comin’, Jimmy!” he declared to the stars above. “I think it’s time!” His tail whipped around like a helicopter’s blade.
James was too far-gone to stay quiet. “Fill me with your white tomorrow!” he cried.
Meowth filled James like a cream pastry. James nipped at the back of his forefinger joints. It did little to curb his enthusiasm. He hoped Jessie’s earplugs held up.
But, oh. Oh no. His own cannoli was about to go explody. He’d forgotten to put on protection; he’d have such a mess to clean up and, in his state, he didn’t know if he’d have the energy.
Meowth seemed to notice his mild distress. “Don’t worry, Jimmy. I gotcha.” He pulled out of James and disappeared below the bump.
“Bless him,” James thought, tears misting his eyes. “He’s going to save me the cleanup.”
Meowth closed his mouth around James’s penis and commenced the fellatio. He was always such a sucker for round things.
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*puts on clown nose, walks plank, lands in James and Meowth's sex sweat* TONIGHT WE DINE ON DOVE
Someone take the poll feature away from me. I don't know when to stop
Most cursed poll attempt: round two.
*jerks awake*
I have been struck by more Pokemon ideas! Fanfiction writers I offer you more!
In a previous post (which was hours ago) I put the idea of smoll Arven and doggo being pulled into time/space distortion and being adopted by Warden Ingo.
We know the PLA protagonist was brought to Hisui by Arceus, Ingo was most likely pulled in by a distortion or other reasons I leave up to you, but what if there was more?
James from team rocket experiencing amnesea like Ingo and ending up being one of the strongest trainers of that time and loved by many pokemon. Because honestly this dude just asks and they're like "heck yeah!"
Larry from SV arriving in the past and just finally has a chance to have a vacation. He just joins a village or clan and relaxes. No longer having to worry about his jobs and what his bosses will think.
Leon from SS arriving and everyone in Galaxy team is like "the professor has a son?!" And even the professor is like;
"I HAVE A SON?!"
"I've got to get back, my baby bro will worry"
"I HAVE TWO SONS?!?!?!"
Emmet being in past unova and just....fights local legendaries into submission and has them take him to his bro and is fully prepared to fight God for this transgression..
Meowth from team rocket making everyone lose their minds because he can talk and now they know pokemon are sentient enough for that. Also due to his shape he get mistaken for a weird baby sneasel and Lady Sneasler calls dibs on this new sassy child.
....that's all my tired brain has brought....please take what you like and have fun writing!
✨PREPARE FOR TROUBLE!✨
I can definitely see the Jessie and James T4T headcanon but all I can think about with that is James's parents being like "Yes, you are indeed a boy. Now come along my six year old son, you are to be married to the most abysmal girl we could possibly find"
What would you do if instead of drawing Bendy I went back to drawing James Team Rocket (it's the same thing anyway)
HAPPY HALLOWEEN YALLS
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
This year I'm James from Pokemon :D
Before James and Meowth know Jessie and Delia are dating
Delia just wanted a lil goodbye kiss :)
Official!
A lot is happening here lol. Ash comes home, finds out his mom’s dating Jessie, Delia calls Jessie her girlfriend for the first time, James and Meowth ALSO find out that Jessie and Delia have been dating for some time and Mimey is not having it.
Team Rocket wedding 🚀💖
I couldn't choose who wears the dress Who wore it better?
A tribute to my favorite pokemon girlies
You can't convince me that James isn't the best character in the entirety of pokemon
He is my idol
I like to think that Arbok's hood patterns are influenced by their environment. When they evolve, they can take on the markings of their parent, or maybe they take after the trainer who raised them (who may or may not have an intimidating look to them)
some recent random pokémon things + my gym leader sona which i don’t think i’ve posted here? who knows