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The Lightning Rod by Acanthus_Addams
Fandoms: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Anime)
03 Jul 2019
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The electricity between his two human companions was clear as day, and he absorbed it all, time after time, like the little lightning rod he was. For nobody knew electricity better than he. Pokéshipping.
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ID of the Beholder by Acanthus_Addams
Fandoms: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Anime)
04 Nov 2023
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Hot off his Alola League victory, Ash receives an anonymous love letter. It’s painfully obvious to all who it’s from…except him. And so, he does the only thing he can think to do – rope his frustrated friends into a scavenger hunt to track down his elusive admirer once and for all. For Pokéshipping Week 2023.
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forget-me-not by ameriboo
Fandoms: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Anime)
12 Jun 2020
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"Will you regret it?"
"I won't."
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In which a garden grows in Misty's lungs and although they are beautiful, Ash is blind to who the flowers grow for.
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Cross the Line by ceruleansea
Fandoms: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Anime)
06 Nov 2020
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At a party to celebrate Ash's latest success, twenty year old Misty tries to finally summon the courage to cross the delicate line between friendship and romance.
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Read into things, Misty by EnchantedMyth
Fandoms: Pocket Monsters | Pokemon (Anime 1997-2023), Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types
28 Jun 2025
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Brock chuckles, taking a sip as if testing her patience. “Alright, alright. But you have to admit, that was interesting.”
Misty fidgets with the hem of her dress again. "What was?"
"Ash. The way he looked at you."
She opens her mouth and closes it. Because no, Ash Ketchum didn’t look at her. Not in that way. He barely even noticed she was wearing a dress—he just pointed out she looked different.
Right?
She rolls her eyes, trying to shake off the heat creeping up her neck. “You’re reading into things again, Brock.”
“Mm-hmm,” he hums knowingly, taking another sip. “Then do me a favor, Misty, and you try to read into things tonight.”

