moon-incarnation

[moon-incarnation]

Kabu and Larry and how they handle their spouse coming out as trans. It's gender neutral so go off.

Kabu

When his spouse comes to him and tells him they're trans he's a little confused, not because he doesn't know what being transgender is but because he believes if someone says they're something then they're simply that something it's not complicated.

He's also met several trans kids taking his gym challenge so he's more than aware and supportive of them. So his partner has nothing to worry about when they come out to him.

He'll definitely help out his partner with whatever they need or want to do for their transition.

Do they want to start hormones? He's researching with them their options and how it'lI change them. If they want to get body altering surgeries he'll do research with them about their options and help save up funds. They want to change their wardrobe to better express themselves he'll take them out shopping or if they're afraid to go shop in person shop online for what they'd like to wear.

He definitely searches up local trans support groups so he and his partner can get more involved in the community and so his partner has more than just himself as a support system in their life and has fellow trans individuals to bond with and relate to.

Switching pronouns or calling his partner by a different name takes some time but he's great about correcting himself and calling them by what they'd like to be called.

During his partners transition he might go on his own journey of self discovery and even if he doesn't find anything new about himself he'll at least be proud that he knows who he is in the end.

Overall a pretty supportive partner that cheers his partner on as they become more and more their truest self.

Larry

Like Kabu he's been exposed to trans people from those who have participated in the gym challenge so he's at least aware of them before they come out to him.

When his spouse comes out as trans he's not bothered by it too much. Now he's not against them being trans not in the slightest he's more thinking about the paper work they'll have to do especially if they decide to change their gender marker, name, and etc cause they'll have to update their marriage documents as well.

He's fine with them doing whatever they want to do for their transition. New pronouns? OK he'll use those instead. New name? He'll do his best to call them by it consistently. New wardrobe? He doesn't know too much about fashion but if they need some professional work clothes he can find a good place for those.

When it comes to HRT and any surgeries he's a bit wary because all medicines ane surgeries have their risks so he wants his partner to be absolutely sure that they want what they want.

He's very chill about everything but with his busy work schedule he can't exactly be there often to show support by going to trans support groups and the like but he does try to make it when he can even if he's a bit tired.

He will do a little bit of research about how to support his partner but ultimately it'll be up to his partner to tell him what they want to do and how they want to do things.

As they transition whether just socially and or medically he definitely notices how much brighter their smile is and how much more confident they carry themselves. It sorta makes him fall in love with them all over again.

[moon-incarnation]

Normal Types

Pairing: Larry x Reader

Summary: You want to go public with Larry, but are not sure if and how to tell him.

Word soon gets out that the newest Champion-ranked trainer in Paldea can be found eating at the Treasure Eatery most nights.

Still, no one asks the question, ‘Why?’

You aren’t sure even if they did and you gave them the honest answer they’d want to listen or be accepting of it. You are worried that the truth will flare up and become this big thing that will put Larry off from continuing his relationship with you.

The pair of you have been dating for a little while now and the only reason that it has stayed relatively private seems to be that no one suspects you spend most nights at his place because both of you are gone on your respective ways early in the morning. It is true too that no one would think it strange if they saw you going to the Pokémon League building. After all you are a Champion and have business there. Hassel, Rika, Poppy and Chairwoman Geeta are discreet and respectful. If they notice that you frequently have lunch with Larry then you are teased and called, ‘cute,’ but it won’t go beyond that.

Your friends know of course. There is no keeping anything from them, especially when you are so happy.

Larry grounds you. Sure you’d reached the dizzying heights of Champion and that can be pretty overwhelming at times and he is also one of the few people allowed to know about what had gone on in Area Zero-you’d insisted on the thing when you’d started the relationship-but if you are flying then you are doing so in a balloon that is being held by Larry. He is so laid back about his own positions of Gym Leader and Elite Four member, so unfazed by it all, that it is nice.

Nice to do normal things in between having adventures and doing work for the Pokémon League, which can make your head spin a little with what and who it involves. Larry is the man who you can comment about the weather to and have a pleasurable, but simple meal with. Larry talks about dry-cleaning and bills and speaks to your mother about gardening and soap operas over the phone. Larry is the one who you curl up with as you catch up on your favourite TV shows late at night, the one who will watch cooking shows intently as you doze off and who will wrap a blanket around you until you wake. If you have nightmares-Area Zero again-he’ll hold you and whisper words that are intended to be comforting but so filled with awkwardness, something that will be on display when he isn’t sure how to handle you, that they will make you laugh. He’ll make you laugh. You don’t want to lose him. Don’t want to bring the glare of the media attention that sometimes follows you around relentlessly on to such a man who values the so-called smaller things in life, as well as his own privacy and who you are sure won’t want to be intruded upon in any fashion. Sometimes you have to stop and just relish the fact that he’d let you in. You also don’t want him to get hurt, for people to not understand how a Champion-ranked trainer can be with someone so normal, even if his jobs are considered high-up in society. Yet your heart yearns to be able to conduct your relationship with him more openly. To just get on with things without worrying. To love and be loved by a man like Larry.

Maybe that is why you are spending so much time at the Treasure Eatery-you are trying to soak up a place that he loves so much and to feel close to him without publicly doing anything with him since a lot of time your paths don’t cross there. Instead you’ll just try out different items on the menu-as Larry had recommended-and brood, again, upon the pros and cons of talking to him about going more public with your relationship.

“Gimmighoul for your thoughts?” a soft, low voice comes from the customer by where you’re sitting at the counter.

You’d been half-aware of the seat becoming occupied, but you startle now, only for your shoulders to sag a little when you see-“Oh, hey Larry.”

His brow furrows at the lack of enthusiasm in your tone. “Is something wrong?” he asks.

“No,” you say far too brightly and unconvincingly with a quick shake of your head. “I’ve finished.” You gesture to your empty bowl. “See you.” You hop off your seat now and make your way out of the Treasure Eatery, Larry’s intent gaze digging into your shoulder blades the entire way there.

You let out a breath of relief once you’re outside. You wonder if you should phone someone. Your mother? Nemona? But Nemona’s probably getting some battle practice in before the last light fades and your mother would probably just tell you what you know you need to do anyway-talk to Larry. With a sigh you shove your hands into your pockets and make your way to Larry’s apartment.

Everything there is in simple, block colours with no pattern. It soothes your mind-that is until Larry comes charging in behind you, unusually out of breath.

“F/N,” he pants, as if he is glad that he has caught you even though you are both inside his apartment.

Having turned around already you stare at his rumpled black and grey hair, which reminds you of his Staraptor’s feathers and as he tweaks at his tie nervously. For a moment you wish that you could push the clouds on it away, before you become distracted by a bigger possibility. “Did you run?” you can’t help but question because you’re pretty sure that you have never seen Larry run anywhere in his life.

“Yes, I wanted to speak to you,” he says, as if it was a perfectly normal thing for him to do. “I thought”- He suddenly looks away now, as if those words had come out of his mouth before he’d been ready for them to.

“Larry?” You feel a little alarmed and try to stop your hands from fidgeting or your arms from swinging.

Slowly he looks at you, his hand gripping his tie once more. “I thought you might not be here for long, or much longer at all.” You look at him in a nonplussed fashion because why would he think that? He lets out a sigh. “You’ve been quiet of late.” His black eyes are diverted from you. “I thought you might have decided that you want someone less normal.” His eyes swoop to you. Your heart slams inside your chest. “I’d understand if that’s the case.” His back looks more hunched and he appears so defeated and resigned that you just can’t stand it anymore.

“Larry I still love you.” You step a little closer to him as if you can make him see such a thing. His bushy eyebrows perk up and with his gaze so fixed on you suddenly it’s you who’s feeling shy. “I-I just-I’ve been wondering if I should talk to you about something actually?”

“Yeah? Well, if you need something fixing in your apartment then”-

“No, it’s not that.” You know that he knows you’re hopeless if anything breaks, but you could always ask Penny in any case so it isn’t something that you would have to bother him with.

“Then-?”

“I-I”-you clench your fists and stare hard at him because it is now or never really-“I’ve been wondering what you’d say about if we were to be more public with the fact that, y’know, we’re dating? I don’t mean give any interviews or anything like that. I just mean”-you swallow and place a shaking hand to his cheek-“I want to be able to take your hand or kiss you and I was just wondering what you would think about that? I’d understand if you have reservations though,” you blurt out, before he can say anything. “You’re a very private person and”-

“F/N,” he soothes, cupping where your hand still cradles his cheek and knowing that you can talk as well as run around enough for you both if he doesn’t stop you. “I don’t have any problem with that.”

“You don’t?” You’d been expecting more of a fight and begin to worry if he realizes how intense the media can be. [You think he must do because of how much he’s always tried to keep himself to himself.] “But”-

He shifts to cup your cheeks with both of his hands and rests his forehead against yours.

“Whatever they say it’ll be like water off a Ducklett’s back. I’m sure we can still maintain our privacy.”

“I”- You are still concerned.

“It’s better than what I’d thought you were going to say.” He lets out a sigh and pulls away from you now, fiddling with his cuffs.

It makes you realize just how worried he’d been about breaking up with you and your heart swells with compassion and love for him. “Larry, don’t you know by now?”

“Huh?” Caught off-guard he looks up at you.

“Normal types are my favourite.” That gets you a small smile and you can feel it against your lips as you move forwards to kiss him.

[moon-incarnation]

Hello, I would like to request something for Grusha. Maybe the main gang saw him down from the mountain and wondered what the icy gym leader was doing and then they saw him being heart eyed at you and sweet and I just want to see a scene that shows him being all soft and warm.

Finally, Grusha getting some love-

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The group had decided to go together to regroup and get supplies, what better way to hang out and get what they need?

Arven had already bought some sandwich supplies from the shop, and Penny was dragged along against her will, Juliana and Nemona however were looking over their healing items.

“What’s he doing here?”

Penny sighs, groaning at the fact she’s stuck with these bozos.

Arven looks around, trying to figure out what Nemona meant, until he saw Grusha. The ice type gym leader was dressed relatively comfortable, light sports jacket, t shirt, jeans, and just some normal shoes.

Arven falling silent made the others look, Juliana and Penny both surprised to see him.

Juliana nods while Nemona whines.

“I just want to battle him again it was so much fun!”

Juliana lightly baps Nemona, shaking her head at her rival.

“He’s never off that mountain, I wonder what he’s doing here.”

They watch, not realizing they are following the man, staying a hood ways away from him as to not get caught.

They freeze as he stops in his tracks, stopping in a more secluded part of south Province.

The kids duck behind a tree, trying to hide from his glare. Luckily he didn’t see them, solely focusing on his Pokémon.

“Rock, paper, scissors, and loser has to go talk to him.”

Juliana spoke quickly, before widening her stance, hands ready to win. Nemona was swift to grin and raise her fist, ready to win.

But Penny stops them when she blurts out.

“Who’s that walking towards him?”

The group snaps their heads, only to see you walking over.

“Oh this is going to end badly.”

Avren looks to Penny, sighing cause he knows she’s right.

The group cringe, bracing for Grusha to snap at you and to brush you off.

Only to watch as you walk over, a picnic basket in hand, and a wide smile.

“Wait wait, is that-?”

“Are they his-?”

The four watch in shock as you touch Grusha’s arm, before locking it with yours, your smile beaming as you talk about something.

They expected the gym leader to snap at you, to push you away, or to even glare at you.

But he doesn’t, he tightens his arm around yours, a faint smile gracing his lips as you keep talking, and leading him to a more secluded area.

Away from the town, away from people, and away from any dangerous Pokémon.

Not that it would be a problem, with Grusha’s Cetoddle and Cetitan out and enjoying some of the snacks you made for them.

The students are so confused, who are you? More specifically who are you to the icy grouch?

Penny thought this was weird, and tried getting up to leave, only to be yanked back to the tree by Nemona.

“This is weird! Can’t we just leave?”

“Shhh!” The three turned to her to shush her, looking back to make sure they weren’t heard.

Luckily they weren’t.

But they are stunned to see how soft Grusha is looking at you. Your laugh echoes slightly, your eyes crossed as you cackle, but Grusha is resting his elbow on his knee, head resting on his hand.

Staring at you.

His cheeks slowly glowing with color, smile spreading across his lips.

He looks so happy, so content.

The four can’t hear what is being said, but they see Grusha leaning in, and you doing the same, lips so close to touching.

“OH MY ARCEUS! YOUR EMO ASS HAS A PARTNER!?”

All heads snap, looking to Nemona, who is just as shocked as everyone else.

You jump back from Grusha, who looks like he’s about to fist fight a child.

“What the hell are you four doing here!?”

Just as Grusha stands, the kids bolt, calling for their oversized lizard to come bail them out faster.

Grusha grits his teeth, trying to bite back his anger.

Only relaxing when he feels your touch.

“It’s alright hon, let’s just get on with our picnic. We can deal with them later. I haven’t seen you in a while, please?”

How can he say no to you?

He drops back down, sitting on the blanket as you scoot over and nuzzle up against him. His long blue hair tickling your face, but you don’t mind, only kissing his cheek to continue with your day.

He’ll call the academy later, but right now he wants to spend time with you.

[moon-incarnation]

A Grusha x reader where reader has a super protective/possessive/cockblocking Ceruledge, like, "This is MY human. Not yours. Not. Yours. MINE. M I N E."

(I HAD TO GOOGLE WHAT A CERULEDGE WAS I'M SO DUMB HAHA I PLAYED SCARLET INSTEAD OF VIOLET)

This one is going to be a mix of an X Reader and a HC list.

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MEETING

You raised Ceruledge since he hatched into a Charcadet. You even spent days seeking out Bronzong on the mountains so you could evolve him! You love him so much, but he can be a bit... Protective of you.

It all started when you were first hunting for the Bronzong while trying to evolve him. You had heard that they were easier to find than Bronzor, but were a little bit harder to fight.

So you went into the mountains, hunting them with your level 40 Charcadet by your side. You figured, hey, a fire type against a steel type? You may as well had these battles in the bag.

But you didn't.

Charcadet had fainted and you were, somehow, out of revives despite being in a region where people litter health items around like people in Unova do with trash.

"No wait, please, I'm.. I'm sorry! Don't hurt me..! " I pleaded with the angry Bronzong.

"Cetitan, Icicle Crash. " I heard someone call out, cooly.

"Zoooonng!" The Bronzong called out, losing all of its HP and falling over, fainted.

I looked to the Bronzong to make sure it was out, "It's fainted... Don't worry about it. " I heard from behind me.

When I turned around, to my surprise I saw the gym leader, Grusha.

"Thank you! Thank you so much! " I ran and gave my rescuer a hug. He stood there awkwardly and stiff as a board.

"Um. You're welcome. Uh, can you get off me now? This is so uncool." He requested.

"Oh, yeah sure sorry. " I pulled away, dejected.

"So, who are you? And why are you upsetting the local Bronzong population?" He asked, folding his arms.

"Oh, I just need their drops. I'm trying to evolve my Charcadet but I need ten of their drops to trade for the item I need to evolve him." I admitted, rubbing the back of my head awkwardly.

He rolled his eyes, "Well you won't beat them like that."

I felt myself get angry, I was about to argue with him until I turned and saw more Bronzong headed towards us.

"Uh, we should go. Do you know where a pokemon center is?" I asked, trying to get behind Grusha.

"Here, follow me."

And so I did.

Grusha taught me a lot about Pokemon battling after that day, he taught me how to IV train, how to use items effectively, and how to get the best of of Charcadet's move pool and abilities.

Eventually I ended up getting all the items I needed to get the armor for Charcadet.

But after that... He changed. Charcadet became more... Protective of me.

Headcanons

❆ Anytime Grusha tries to get near you, Ceruledge gets in the way.

❆ Whenever Grusha tries flirting with you, Ceruledge gets the attention away from him by making noise or doing something ridiculous to get your attention.

❆ Your parent (or friend, if you don't have any parental figures) Suggested you leave Ceruledge with them for the night whenever Grusha somehow asked you out without Ceruledge getting in the way.

❆ You ended up leaving him with them for the night while you and Grusha went to a restaurant.

❆ Ceruledge was VERY angry when you got home. Like, he would never hurt you, but Grusha? You had to return Ceruledge to its ball to make sure he didn't incinerate poor Grusha.

❆ After that, Ceruledge never trusted Grusha again, and made sure to keep a closer eye on you.

❆ Grusha ended up getting a Flamigo just to make sure that he would have some defense in case Ceruledge tried to hurt him.

❆ As much as it pained you, you ended up getting a (water type of your choice) just in case he ever tried hurting you too. You doubt de would've, but it made Grusha feel better so you decided to cave in and find one.

❆ Ceruledge HATES that other pokemon and refuses to participate in double battles with it. You also have to separate the two during picnics.

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Grusha x an ice skater s/o that ALSO specializes in ice types and IS ALSO a champion at said ice skating sport 🤯🤯 just a fun idea!!

Oooo, yes a fun idea indeed! My knowledge of ice skating is almost completely nonexistent, so like, I was pretty vague in this one.

Grusha With An Ice Skater Reader

- Grusha sees a lot of his old self in you. You’re graceful and passionate, he loves to watch you glide across the ice. It’s complicated for him, you both understand that, but he’s happy for you. Even if on bad days, it’s hard to watch you. He knows all too well how easily one’s life can fall apart in front of them. He never wants you to feel how he felt.

- Whenever you compete, he’s always sure to show up to quietly cheer you on. When you make eye contact with him in the crowd, he pulls down his scarf to offer you a smile. His support fills you with confidence. You always perform best when Grusha is watching. Call him your good luck charm and he’ll try to hide his blush by covering his entire face with his scarf. You’re being so uncool right now…

- Prefers you stick to maintained rinks rather than frozen lakes. He has nightmares of you drowning that stick with him all day. Grusha will be especially clingy but will refuse to tell you the reason why. If you go out to skate on a lake, even if he knows you know what you’re doing, Grusha will drop everything to come with you. You’re always alone in his nightmares. Nothing bad will happen as long as he’s there, he’ll make sure of it.

-While he would love to skate with you, he isn’t sure that’s possible with his injuries. Grusha can never snowboard again, what’s the point in even considering getting on the ice with you? There are mobility aids you can buy to help him skate with you, which you’ll offer, and Grusha will insist he doesn’t want to slow you down. Tell him it’s not about slowing you down. If he wants to skate with you, as long as he’s there, you’ll be happy. He helps you pick one out later that day. The two of you buy a pack of Cetoddle stickers to decorate it as well.

- He’s glad you’re an Ice-type specialist. Grusha is incredibly confident in his abilities as a trainer and will show off whenever you’re around. Gush over him, and he’ll pretend he doesn’t like it when it’s obvious he’s preening under your attention. When he battles, you can see his gaze dart over to you every so often. Wave at him, and you’ll practically see his ego inflate.

[moon-incarnation]

Hey can I request Grusha with an s\o who’s always cold

Ooo this is a good one!

Grusha with an S/O who's always cold

If there is one thing that Grusha understands, it's being cold all the fucking time

One time he noticed you shivering in pretty decent weather and asked what was wrong. Once you told him about your problem, he began relating to you tenfold

He always feels super bad whenever you come to cheer him on when he battles. Being an Ice gym leader who lives in the mountains isn't the most practical for someone like you

Grusha actually knows how to knit pretty well. He knitted his main sweater and scarf, and decides to do the same for you. He's made hats, gloves, scarves, sweaters, anything you want in your favorite colors. (But if it's too complicated of a pattern he'll just buy it instead)

Everytime you try to cuddle he pushes you away and tells you to grab a blanket first. He loves cuddling with you, but only when you are both cozy and warm under a blanket

Stocks his pantry with boxes of hot chocolate just for when you come over

The worst thing about sleeping in the same bed is your cold feet touching his legs constantly

Whenever you complain about the cold, he'll teasingly suggest you get a Charcadet to use Ember on you

This one was super fun, great concept! Thank you for requesting!

[moon-incarnation]

Can I request Grusha with an s/o who’s always cold

I think grusha is cool

Grusha my beloved

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- Grusha finds it mildly amusing that you’re always cold, especially watching you bundle up before leaving the house, watching you put on twice as many layers with how cold you are.

- Always rolls his eyes before offering his warm hand for you to hold, just don’t make a big deal about it.

- His scarf hides his blushing cheeks, while you swing your intertwined hands.

- Though at home, he calls your coldness and a bless and a curse.

- When cuddling in the heated house, it’s so nice, you’re like a personal cooling blanket for him.

- But you use it for evil.

- He could be sitting on the couch, minding his own business, when you sneak up behind him and place your icy cold hands on his neck.

- Your laugh maybe his favorite thing, but he can’t hear it over his loud swearing and flailing.

- “You evil little shit!”

- You’re still doubling over, crying you’re laughing so hard at his high pitched screech.

- And sulks and pouts for a while, but don’t worry, he’s weak to your own pout.

- He, however, doesn’t hesitate to lend you his scarves and coats, wanting you to be nice and cozy, without you getting sick. He’s very worried.

[moon-incarnation]

Late response but I just saw your mention lol

Can you do grusha x reader relationship headcannons?

YES, MY FAVORITE ICE BOY!!! I'M GIVING Y'ALL GRUSHA STANS SOME FOOD TONIGHT BOIIII

WHEN MEETING:

❆ You met when you first started snowboarding. He saw you off in the distance, you were wobbling and having a hard time doing it by yourself.

❆ He decided to come along and help you, he liked helping rookie snowboarders, but there was something about you that he found so appealing.

❆ You had a hard time with it at first, but with Grusha's help, you managed to become a pro snowboarder in no time!

❆ During that time, you and Grusha found yourselves slowly falling for each other.

❆ Grusha honestly loved how innocent you were about everything he found to be stale. It was refreshing to say the least.

❆ Whenever you would look at him with your beaming smile over the littlest thing, he couldn't help but feel the ice in his heart melting.

❆ He loved you with all of his heart and he had to say it

❆ He was nervous to tell you and would pace around his home trying to figure out ways to tell you.

❆ When he finally told you, his face was hotter and redder than a fire blast and he hid his face in his scarf.

❆ You, of course, accepted him immediately! You threw your arms around him, pulled his scarf down, and smooched him!

WHEN DATING:

❆ He LOVES to snuggle. He's very good at it too! He prefers to be the big spoon in the relationship, but is completely okay with you taking that spot if you beg for it.

❆ Despite being the ice gym leader, he's very warm, and will immediately heat you up with hugs when asked.

❆ Whenever he's having one of his Big Sad™ moments, you're always there to cheer him up and help him see the bright side of life and he loves you for it.

❆ He loves seeing you dressed up in his clothes, whether they're too loose or too tight. He thinks they look great either way.

❆ His ideal date with you is watching the stars on the mountain side while drinking fresh hot chocolate.

❆ He wasn't very good at kissing at first, it would embarrass him too much. After a while, he started getting really into it though.

❆ He also loves racing you! Snowboarding is his favorite activity and you just happen to be his favorite person so, combine those two, and he just has the time of his life! If you win, you get to give him as many kisses as you want and, if he wins, he gets to see you in his clothes.

❆ You better be careful with any accessories you have though, he likes making snow people that look like you.

So in all, give this boy all the snuggles you can. He loves them as much as he loves you.

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Hi!! I was wondering if I could request a grusha x sick!reader hcs? Thank you!!! ^^ -🦀

YESSS sick fics are my bread and butter. I am so happy to do this one. Ohhhh to be taken care of by blorbos… a need above all others.

Grusha Taking Care Of Sick S/O

- Glaseado Mountain is cold and wet. Getting sick, especially if your immune system isn’t the best, is inevitable. It’s only a cold, nothing life-threatening, only a nuisance. You’re exhausted, your nose clogged, and you’re going through an entire box of tissues per day. It’s nothing you haven’t dealt with before. Despite this, Grusha is acting like you're seconds from death’s door.

- You won’t be getting up for anything, not on Grusha’s watch. Rest takes priority. Anything you could ever need can be brought to you while you’re in bed. You’re hungry? Grusha is on his way with borscht, the only soup he knows how to make. You’re thirsty? He’s already got a glass of water and a mug of hot tea on the end table. The only way you can hope to get out of that room is to go to the bathroom. Even then, though you’re 95% sure he was joking, Grusha offers to bring you a bucket.

- Grusha is no nurse. His knowledge of how to help is based on what his parents did for him as a kid. He’ll sit by your bedside, scrolling on his Rotom phone while he asks you what your symptoms are. At one point, you might hear him on the phone with his mother getting more soup recipes so you’re not eating one thing for the next week. Still, he tries as hard as he possibly can, which may come off as overbearing as it is endearing.

- He’s worried about you. So, incredibly worried. Some nights he can't sleep because he’s terrified when he wakes up, you’ll be gone. It’s completely irrational, and no matter how many times he tells himself you’ll be fine, he can’t get it out of his head. Grusha tries not to bother you the first night. Come the second, he can’t stand it anymore. Quietly as he can, he slips under the covers with you and pulls you against his chest. Though you can feel his tears against your neck, you don’t say anything. You simply wrap your arms around him and hold him as close to you as you can.

- It never crosses Grusha’s mind that he could catch your cold. He’s so focused on nursing you back to health, he completely forgets how germs work. As soon as you get better, Grusha is completely incapacitated with the same symptoms you had. Is this an opportunity to dote on him, or perhaps give him a taste of his own fussy medicine? That decision is up to you. Either way, your beloved boyfriend will be complaining. Fond complaining is still complaining.

[moon-incarnation]

I lost most of my progress on My pókemon games on my phone so I'm gonna write to cope with it

And we need more stuff about Grusha

Grusha x Reader

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Type: Angst and Comfort

Character: Grusha (Pokemon S&V)

Triggers: None (if there is then please tell me)

Context: Pre-established relationship, cetoddle and grusha comfort you

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Everything was terrible today. Every event lead up to now was just so stressful today and it was difficult to hold it all in. Soon enough You found yourself shedding tears of stress and anxiety alone in your shared bedroom with Your boyfriend.

You hear a faint knock on the door and get up to go check it. Your boyfriend called out your name lovingly and worried, he must of heard the sobbing that was spilt minutes ago. He cracks the door open with a concerned look on his face, it was rare of him to actually show this emotion. He usually keeps emotion suppressed, except it sometimes shows when a battle gets heated.

He gently walks over to you gently putting his hand over yours to hold it and whispers calmly "Hey, are you okay?" While a Cetoddle wasn't too far behind him, waiting at the door patiently. You hug your boyfriend and begin to cry it all out, while he gently pats your back and whispers small comforts to you.

After a while You managed to get yourself together and talk a little. He asked what was wrong and You began to vent out every little thing that happened to You today. He gently sat and listened while cuddling you. At some point he did wave to the cetoddle who has been patiently waiting the whole time, and the cetoddle happily rushed over.

The cetoddle jumps on the bed to happily bump against you in attempt to make you happier. "It must have been worried about you" Grusha giggles softly. You smile at the Cetoddle petting it softly, while it pushes into your hands for more affection. "Thank you" You say to Grusha and the adorable Cetoddle. "Any time." Grusha replies softly kissing your cheek.

[moon-incarnation]

Hey hey

imagine if you're crushing on your best friend Grusha. Always supporting his dreams even when he's in his glory days, Grusha reciprocate your feelings too, but both of you never mention it!

All confident Grusha lost his shine after the incident that ended his career, and then he even hesitate to make the first move as he cried his hearts out in your arms.

His golden days of snowboarding are gone and now he's a gym leader, but you're alway there to aupport him still. Arceus help him, he can't hesitate, he needs to do the first move, Please!

Another Grusha enthusiast, I have more-

──;; "𝐈 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊" ★☆

★ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: I love this Idea !!! It was really fun to write it, even if I'm not quite happy how it turned out but I still hope you enjoyed it !

And I would love to hear more Ideas !! ^^

I never wrote a whole "One Shot" in English, so I'm kinda proud that I finished it :)

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☆ 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: grusha/reader

☆ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: not proof read, ooc, gn!reader, spoiler, grammar mistakes

You were sitting on your couch, Grusha sleeping in your arms.

It's been two hours since the boy knocked on your door, tears streaming down his face. After the incident a few weeks ago, he stopped visiting you, this was actually the first time since then that you even saw him.

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"Grusha? What are you- oh! Are you okay?"

The boy in front of you just sniffed, head low and walked past you, into your living room. He sat himself on your couch, face still on the ground.

You closed your door and sat yourself beside him. He didn't look up as you did so, just playing with his scarf, ignoring the heat that spread out on his face.

Even tho he was devastated, he still got nervous around you. His feelings for you even grew stronger in the time he didn't see you.

He missed you so much but he didn't had the strength to face anyone. He needed time for himself so he ignored all your calls and texts.

"Okay, what's up?" you asked, hoping he would finally look at you, which he, surprisingly, did.

Now you could see his red eyes and wet stained cheeks, so you just pulled him in a hug. He started to cry hard, his loud sobs could be heard in Mesagoza.

While he was laying in your arms, he thought it would be a good time to finally confess.

"Y/N, I-"

He stopped mid sentence, which confused you but you didn't want to push him. He looked in your eyes, thinking it through. Maybe now wasn't a good time, it didn't felt right. So he just hid his face in your neck and took in your scent, before he drifted off to sleep.

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It's been 6 month since Grusha became a gym leader. At first he didn't was happy about it, but now he seemed okay with it.

You're still thinking about what he wanted to say that night but just brushed it off. " Maybe it wasn't important, I shouldn't think about it too much. "

Grusha and you started to hang out much more, even if he had much work to do, he still made some time for you.

You were planning to go to a Café this evening on his break.

You were already waiting in front of the Café, when you saw Grusha walking towards you with something in his right hand. You didn't see what it was, since Grusha now hid it behind his back.

When he stood next to you, he just lightly smiled and opened the door to let you in. What a gentleman.

You two found a good table in a corner where no one would see much of you. When the waiter came back with your orders, Grusha finally put the thing he brought with him on the table, facing you.

It was a letter, your name written on it. You looked at Grusha, still confused, but he just shrugged his shoulders and looked out of a window to his left, while he drank his coffee.

You grabbed the letter and opened it.

"Dear Y/N,

sorry you will not hear this out of my mouth, but I think I'm better with my words written than spoken.

The truth is, I actually grew quit font of you in these past years. Maybe font isn't the right word, more like, I catched very deep feelings for you, that I can't resist anymore.

I tried to ignore them, hoping they would just disappear, but the opposite happened.

I hope this letter will not scare you away but I would like to be in a relationship with you."

Under the text were two small caskets, under each of them "yes" and "no".

You looked at Grusha, who still stared at the outside, and smiled, crossing the casket with the "yes".

When you gave the letter back to Grusha, he slowly observed your answer, a small smile creeps on his face. He then finally looked at you.

"So, now that we're together, how about we make this an actual date?"

© 2022 VANTE1920PM

[moon-incarnation]

Hot and Cold

(grusha x reader drabble)

Grusha may have a problem with you showing up to his gym unannounced.

Calm. Cool. Collected.

Despite his tendencies to get slightly agitated in the midst of a close battle, Grusha is generally regarded as being the cool guy. Pun intended.

You were a threat to that reputation.

“Woo! Go Grusha!”

The sound of your voice has him whipping his head to the stands, and sure enough there you are in all your glory with a big grin on your face. The sheer ridiculousness of the sight of you chips away at his composure. You’re without your usual snow gear which leads Grusha to infer you had again rushed yourself here to watch another of his unscheduled battles. Sweet praises and unwavering cheer leaves your lips despite the chatter in your teeth and the shiver of your form.

You’re relentless, he thinks yearningly.

He feels the mask he usually wears slip away slowly. All too quickly, he’s doesn’t feel like Grusha, The Sub-Zero Shredder anymore. Now, he’s just Grusha who’d really like to take you out of this cold and into his kitchen for some hot choco.

Though his carefully placed scarf conceals the grin he couldn’t resist, his eyes shine with mirth. He recalls how you once described his “smiley-eyes” as “doll-like.” If it had been anyone else, he thinks he may have pushed them down a slope, but the sincerity in your voice had reduced him to a clumsy, stuttering mess.

The way the audience gapes at his face suggests that the scarf no longer serves it purpose, and that you had once again utterly wrecked his poker face. Despite all the snow, Grusha feels hot. Maybe it’s all the eyes on him, or maybe — and even more likely— just yours in particular. He feels like he’s on fire but he must be some kind of masochist because he just can’t stop himself from smiling.

He doesn’t miss the way you look at him so pleasantly as he approaches, nor the way your eyes widen in surprise as he takes off his scarf. He’s really glad that he also doesn’t miss your smile as he wraps the warm fabric around you. It lasts for only about a few seconds but it felt like it was just for him. He hopes you realize his own smile that he still can’t get rid of is also just for you.

The little private moment you two share is more than enough to get him raring to battle. The sooner he beats down this rookie, the sooner he can get you someplace nicer.

As he returns to his side of the court, he bitterly thinks, this snowy mountaintop isn’t good for anything besides battling.

From the corner of his eye, he sees you stare adoringly at the scarf he practically swaddled you in. Somehow you manage to sink the lower half of your face even deeper in the fabric.

He amends, well maybe one thing.

Maybe while he makes your hot choco, he can let you have free reign over the rest of his wardrobe.

[moon-incarnation]

Grusha | Fic | where the reader gets badly injured by a wild Pokémon attack but as he reaches reader he sees them knocked out and gets protective?

This has a bit of angst in it, but not a lot...I don't think? I just saw this prompt and I'm like "Oh, I have the perfect set up!". Reader ends up totally fine though, just saying. I don't ever write straight up angst.

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SFW Grusha: Protecting What Matters

Grusha tried not to let many things bother him; he preferred it that way. He sometimes got annoyed with overly optimistic people, or those who saw everything through rose colored goggles, but most of the time he just let went with the flow.

Then he met you, the kind of person he didn't expect to fall for. You were moving forward at a fast pace, far faster then he would've ever thought possible. He ended up falling hard, and he hated it. He pushed down the feelings as much as he could, but whenever you begged him to go out somewhere with you, or to train in the mountains, he always had issues telling you no.

You were a capable trainer, with an even more capable team, so he never worried when going out to train in the mountains. He knew, he cursed himself for knowing, that anything could happen. Anything could change the course of your life in an instant, just one misstep was all it took. Despite knowing this, hell even preaching it at some point, he didn't pay enough attention to you.

One moment, you were battling a Froslass with your fire-type, an easy battle, then the next you were on the snow, bleeding from the head. He had never ran so fast in his life, sliding on ice as he skidded over to you. His Altaria managed to beat the Froslass without him even having to utter a single command.

He looked you over, seeing how you were knocked out cold. Despite saying your name several times, you didn't rouse. You had a pulse, that was good. It just looked like a chunk of ice had been hurled at your head. Grusha managed to lift you in his arms as he took you to the pokemon center.

You were fine, completely and utterly fine. A minor concussion, but otherwise you didn't have any long term issued. Three entire weeks and you were completely back to normal; knocking at Grusha's front door. The blue haired boy opened the door, wearing just a long sleeved shirt and some black joggers. His hair was tied into a bun as he looked over at you with an almost surprised look.

"You're back..." Grusha said, opening the door for you to come in. You happily walked into the home, kicking off the boots so you wouldn't trail snow everywhere in the home.

"Yuppers, I was wondering if you wanted to go out into the mountains with me. I'm feeling a lot better and my team is itching to battle." You said, acting as if nothing happened.

"You want to go back out there? You know you could've died if that piece of ice hit you any harder." Grusha said and you shrugged.

"Well, it didn't, and I'll be more careful this time." You said, not bothered at all. You were alive and well, after all. Sure you were knocked out, but you lived.

"You might not be so lucky next time, you know things can happen in a split second. One wrong move..." Grusha began, wanting to convince you that maybe training in the mountains wouldn't be a good idea.

"I know, but this is what I enjoy doing. I can't let once incident that I survived make me quit. I'm well aware of the risks of what can happen out there, Grusha." You said, feeling a bit like he was trying to dictate what you could and couldn't do.

"I just...what would I do if you died?" He murmured the last part so quietly you could barely make it out. Your eyes widened, as you realized exactly what has him so anxious. You gave him a wobbly smile before walking over to him.

Grusha hasn't anticipated you wrapping your arms around him, pulling him into a hug. You looked at him with a smile, "I don't plan on dying anytime soon." You informed him.

"It could still happen..." He murmured.

"Ya, well guess you'll just have to accompany me and make sure I don't get hurt again." You joked and Grusha put a hand on your head, playing with your hair.

"That worked wonderfully last time..." He reminded you, but you weren't caring.

"Guess you'll have to be extra diligent then. I bet if you held my hand out there, I won't be able to slip away and get hurt." You couldn't help, but chuckle at the light blush on his cheeks.

"Fine, I'll go with you...but you have to promise to be careful." Grusha said; you couldn't contain your joy as you reached up and kissed his cheek.

"Will do!" You said while parting and going over to put your boots back on. Grusha just looked at you for a moment more, his hand covering the cheek you just kissed. Perhaps he wouldn't be able to continue pushing down his feelings if you acted like that.

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[moon-incarnation]

Can I request Grusha with an s/o who gets cold very easily

yeye! did you mean: me

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Grusha thinks it’s a little funny, how easily the chill gets to you. He lives on a mountain of snow, cold as can be, and poor you has to suffer the freezing temperatures if you want to spend time with him at his home or his gym. Luckily for you, Grusha is also sympathetic to your agony, and does his best to help you

He acts exasperated, but he's the kind of guy to keep his arm around your shoulders whenever you're out and about. It keeps you near him, warm and safe, and also lets other people know that you're with him. He's smirking beneath his scarf, not that you or anyone else can tell

Speaking of that scarf, if you're really truly shivering, Grusha will give it up for you to wear. It's already warm, and smells like his cologne and the peppermints he sometimes sucks on. It's very winter-y, but warm, which you enjoy very much. If only he would tease you about being such a snowperson all the time

Once you both come in from a cold journey out, Grusha likes to sit with you on the couch. You'll both take off your extra clothes (including his scarf) and snuggle up under all the blankets you own. Grusha is very warm, and you easily fight off the chill sitting with him. Now, if only his ice types wouldn't insist on snuggling with you too

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my first time writing grusha! hope you enjoy!!

~Renee

[moon-incarnation]

Hi! Yes this is a very cute idea. Also sorry about having anon off, I swear Tumblr did that without my knowledge. If I ever have anon off, it’s 100% a mistake and lmk! I’ll turn it back on in a flash. And by lmk just shoot me a dm or something :D

Grusha With An S/O Who Has An Overprotective Hatterene

- Listen. Grusha appreciates what your Hatterene does. He understands how it feels more than he can articulate, and it’s nice to know that even without him around you have a very protective Pokemon keeping you safe. That being said, he would really like Hatterene to stop treating HIM like he’s a threat. It’s been like this even before you started dating. Then, he could excuse it. Now, though? It’s been years. Sometimes, he can barely get a kiss from you wighout being stared down by a furious Hatterene. At least she’s stopped charging him. Small progress is progress, or so someone patient would say. Grusha is decidedly not one of those people.

- By nature, Grusha is also very protective of the people he loves. There’s not many people who can chip past his cool exterior, but your kindness and gentle demeanor did just that. It still baffles him how someone like you could have a Pokemon so aggressive. Then again, you are dating him, so maybe it’s not too far fetched. Grusha has tried to endear himself to your Hatterene time and time again, with little luck. They coexist now. Not peacefully, but they can share a room together without furniture flying.

- The only times Grusha and Hatterene come together is the one thing they agree one. You. If you’re in danger, the two of them work together, so in sync, an outsider would have thought that the Hatterene belongs to Grusha. Grusha would move mountains in the name of protecting you, and your Hatterene would do the same. This alliance is short lived, however. For some reason, neither can get along.

- You tell Grusha that he reminds you of your Hatterene. Someone would have to be blind to not notice their similarities. Both Grusha and Hatterene roll their eyes and flip their hair (or hair-like tentacles) Them? Similar? No way.

[moon-incarnation]

sfw grusha hcs <3

- he’s honestly still a grumpy shit even when he’s w/ his partner, just not as much - he loves PDA, he’s always holding your hand (which can be tough with mittens on!) - he takes you to cafes around paldea (complains that they ‘aren’t as good as the ones back home’) - grusha does his best to teach you to snowboard, and he’s actually super sweet about it! he’ll hold your waist and/or hands super tight to make sure you don’t fall until you’re comfortable enough to do it by yourself - he really tries to push you to like the snow since it’s such a huge part of his life (not liking it could be a deal breaker tbh), so he plans lots of dates in and around montenevera and glaseado as a way to subliminally get you to like it, but also because that’s where he feels most comfortable  - buys you and your pokemon snowwear (?) in your favourite colour - also buys matching sweaters, scarves and gloves for the both of you - overall grusha is a very sweet man under that façade of his

[moon-incarnation]

More ideas incoming

A headcanon that Grusha's Pokemon literally sees you as their another parent, same could be said to your Pokemon

The image of Altaria swooping you on top of her back and flew towards Glaseado with the face that translates "dad is sad again, he needs you" won't leave my head

──;; 𝐆𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐊É𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ★☆

★ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: Ohh, that sounds so cute !!

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☆ 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: grusha/reader

☆ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: ooc, not proof read, gn!reader

It was already late in the evening when Grushas Altaria suddenly landed in front of you. You were confused at first, but telling from the look on her face, something bad happened.

You got your (flying/pokemon) out and followed Altaria to Glaseado. ( Idk if Altaria is big enough to carry a person )

When you landed, you rushed to his small house and knocked on the door.

You had to wait two minutes but then Grusha opened the door, with a frown on his face. When his eyes landed on you, his face seemed to relax.

He asked you why you were here, to which you replied, that his Altaria came to you and that you thought something might have happen.

He seemed confused but then saw his Pokémon right behind you. He sighed and opened the door a little bit more, so you could enter.

You couldn't even make five steps without his other Pokémon running you over.

Grusha knew how much his Pokémon loved you, so he didn't mind helping you up. But he wouldn't have done it either way.

You laughed at the excitement on their cute, little faces but then stood up and turned to Grusha, who was watching the whole time.

He seemed to be lost in thought. He just sat on his couch, staring at you.

You asked him what he was thinking about but he didn't answer at first.

After a while he came back to himself and told you, that he was kinda in a bad mood, but that it was nothing to be worried about. Just some personal stuff he has to figure out.

You didn't want to push him or something, so you just nodded with a quiet "I see".

You started to play with his Pokémon again, not noticing that he put on a movie and got a blanket.

When he told you he wanted to watch a movie with you, what surprised you a little bit, because it wasn't really a question, more like a demand, you plumped right next to him.

You didn't thought that you would spend you evening like that but didn't complain about it.

I mean, it could be worse than to spend time with the guy you like and his Pokémon all cuddled up against you two.

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