#Pokèmon x reader

[delusionalpolo]

Volo : "I tried to destroy the world"

Me : "I like you"

James : "I am a criminal"

Me : "I like you"

Cynthia : "I see you as a younger sister"

Me : "I like you"

Lance : "I am twice your age"

Me : "I like you"

Steven : "I see you as a good friend"

Me : "I like you"

N : "Thank you for helping me"

Me : "I like you"

Curtis : "I like you"

Me : "I- wait what?"

[bernardsbendystraws]

Fresh Air

Matt Sturniolo x Reader

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Summary: One night at a party seems to change everything. A strange man with a friendly smile and a sleeve of patchwork tattoos seems to make you feel at home for a change. You're finally happy to have made a good friend to lean on - especially when it comes to your not-so-great relationship with your boyfriend. But what happens if you lean too much...what happens if you fall?

Warnings: 18+. This series contains mature themes, read at your own risk. (SMUT, angst, parental troubles, financial hardships, and more. Don't like, don't read.) This warning is made for all parts.

A/N: To be added to the taglist, send a request in my inbox or comment on the pinned post. I'm far more likely to see requests sent to my inbox.

With love and big tits, Rose.

07: Smoke and Fire 

Matt’s POV

| From Y/n: We can’t be friends. I’m sorry. |

The text message on my phone haunted me even after the screen dimmed. That night, I woke up, I felt what had happened, I got up as quietly as possible, changing pants and hoping that she didn’t know. 

She most definitely did. 

I knew how she was. Her mind worked similarly to mine and there was a clear statement that echoed with warning, telling me to back away, let her come to me after Hayden’s out of the picture. But I couldn’t keep myself away - not from her. It was like every part of me ached to be close to her in any way I could. 

I wanted her to be mine. Now we couldn’t even be friends. All because I lacked any and all self control, wanting to be there for her after whatever shitshow Hayden would put her through. I don’t know what I expected, really. 

This was always gonna happen. You get too close playing with fire, you get burned. And I let her get spit on by the sparks. 

It’s been three days, only three days and I couldn’t swallow the fact that I couldn’t just talk to her. I know what happened, I know everything could’ve been avoided. If only I had the slightest bit of control. 

But I didn’t. My heart won over my mind every single time I thought of her. 

I imagined the dates I’d take her on, the things I’d do just to see her smile - even if it was a dumb toothbrush, I didn’t care. I just wanted to make her happy because it made me feel happy. 

She loves long drives. And even though she won’t admit it, she loves trying to play my Pokèmon game. Even though she hates being touched sometimes, if you rub her ear, she’ll fall asleep within an instant. I loved being the one who would take out her earrings, running my finger along her ear and watching her eyelashes flutter with a lazy drowsiness. 

One day I wanted to be able to do that without any guilt, knowing it wasn’t wrong at all because she’d be mine. That day wouldn’t come anymore. And…I just couldn’t stomach that.

“Matt, we need to film, bro,” Chris knocks on my door, huffing. 

Him and Nick were starting to pick up on something being wrong, but I didn’t have the energy to even tell them. The thought of saying it outloud felt like death. And I wasn’t ready for that. I’d never be ready for that. 

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Y/n’s POV

It was the right thing to do. My heart felt like it was churning in my stomach, but this had to be done. It had to really be done. 

Hayden’s door felt like a shock wave to my clenched fist as I knocked softly on the wood. My feet shifted balance on the ground, almost as if I was on a boat swaying in the ocean from how dizzy I felt. As I hear his steps start to bounce closer to the door, my eyes furrow - why do they sound so light? 

The confusion only grows as I see a wave of silky red hair come into view, piercing green eyes glancing at me with a soft smile as a girl tilts her head to the side with curiosity, “Hi, can I help you?” 

Who is this?

My eyes shift to the numbers along the side of the door - his address number. I glance back towards the woman, rolling onto the balls of my feet as I take a look over her shoulder. “Um…where’s Hayden?” I ask. 

Her eyes furrow, an uncomfortable giggle falling from her lips as her hand pulls at the hem of her oversized shirt that barely covers the shorts from peeking underneath. But, I know that shirt - I’ve worn that shirt. It’s Hayden’s favorite shirt, the one he begged for me to give back after I stole it for a day, but the weird part is, I didn’t even see him wear it after I gave it back.

Not until now. 

“Babe, who’s at the door?”

Babe. That stupid name in his stupid voice. 

His arm wraps over the girl’s shoulders, his eyes flattening on me before bulging with panic. 

He calls her babe. She’s in his home, wearing his clothes. How long has this been going on? I’ve been putting in effort, feeling shitty, all for a guy who went out of his way to make another girl feel special? Why did she get to keep his shirt? Did he ask for it back for her?

“We’re over.” I puff, squinting my eyes with disgust before pivoting on my feet and turning around. The anger coils in my chest, the guilt and sadness fading to complete fury. 

Matt. 

Fuck.

The reason I came here, the reason I was so destroyed - I was no better than him. 

Tears of frustration cloud my vision as I sit in my car. I angrily wipe the salty drops sliding down my cheek, starting to drive slowly as I bite down on my lip hard. 

Why does it have to be like this? Why does it have to feel like this?

The sun seems to mock the ache in my chest, a clear sky pummeling a dark envy inside of me.

“Moon or stars?” 

Memories of his words infiltrate my thoughts as I let my car roll to the side of the road, shifting into park as I let my forehead rest against the wheel, a sharp cry muffling through my lips. 

I’d do anything to go back to that night, stay a little longer. 

Why couldn’t things be different? 

Why couldn’t it be us? 

A/N: Thank you for reading. Any interaction is appreciated!!! I am hoping to get out weekly updates of this series. Let me know your thoughts !!!

[meteor752]

Hermitcraft Pokémon teams

Some based on builds aesthetics they’ve had, some based purely on vibes

If you’re confused about a choice I’m happy to explain it

Yay :)

Bdubs: Hoothoot, Mudsdale, Galarian Rapidash, Shroodle, Wormadam, Leafeon

Beef: Miltank, Smeargle, Wyrdeer, Pawniard, Taurus, Breloom

Cleo: Parasect, Alolan Marowak, Seviper, Leavanny, Female Meowstic, Phantump

Cubfan: Malamar, Cofagrigus, Shiinotic, Liepard, Heliolisk, Blacephalon

Docm77: Gogoat, Meadow Vivillion, Klingklang, Elektrode, Iron Jugulis, Drampa

Etho: Alolan Ninetails, Raboot, Mimikyu, Wishiwashi, Glaceon, Wyrdeer

False: Braviary, Hawlucha, Mienshao, Luvdisk, Gallade, Tsareena

Gem: Sawsbuck, Ceruledge, Houndstone, Gorebyss, Empoleon, Ursaring

Grian: Chatot, Zorua, Swablu, Shiinotic, Solrock, Dachsbun

Hypno: Hypno, Malamar, Zebstrika, Torracat, Dwebble, Poliwhirl

Impulse: Rotom, Morpeko, Alolan Golem, Pom Pom Oricorio, Throh, Impidimp

Jevin: Shiny Gulpin, Muk, Goodra, Quagsire, Solosis, Basculegion

Joe Hills: Shuppet, Ludicolo, Zigzagoon, Shedinja, Elgyem, Xatu

Joel: Wooper, Mudbray, Claydoll, Revavroom, Inkay, Sentret

Keralis: Conkeldurr, Timburr, Espurr, Mabosstiff, Meowth, Sableye

Mumbo: Thievul, Kricketune, Murkrow, Gourgeist, Gliscor, Male Jellicent

Pearl: Lunatone, Ursaluna, Rockruff, Pidove, Shiny Absol, Frosmoth

Ren: Lycanroc Midday form, Lycanroc Midnight form, Iron Valiant, Aegislash, Vivillion Archipelago, Sudowoodo

Scar: Decidueye, Meowscarada, Florges, Sandyghast, Delphox, Macargo

Skizz: Arcanine, Togekiss, Sawk, Sensu style Oricorio, Bewear, Hatterene

Tango: Infernape, Rotom, Baile Style Oricorio, Alolan Sandslash, Rapidash, Pansear

Wels: Corviknight, Escavalier, Armarouge, Aegislash, Bastiodon, Kingambit

xB: Huntail, Herdier, Lapras, Sandshrew, Darumaka, Bunnelby

Xisuma: Xerneas, Trevenant, Mandibuzz, Shiny Quagsire, Combee, Carracosta

Zedaph: Mareep, Wooloo, Pu’a style Oricorio, Kecleon, Orthworm, Audino

I made a rule to myself of no legendaries, mythical, or ultra beasts, but keen eyed readers may have noticed two exceptions to this rule. Xisuma gets a legendary because, well it’s literally the X Pokémon, and he’s the admin so he gets admit privileges

Cub has a Blacephalon because it’s the firework Pokémon, it pair well with his friendship with Scar since the poor guy doesn’t like clowns, and also Cub would open an ultra wormhole, catch a pokèmon, and then be so fucking casual about it later. He can handle an ultra beast

But yeah if you have any better suggestions I’d love to hear ‘em :)

Bonus, Hermitcraft type specialists:

Normal-Beef

Grass-Bdubs

Fire-Tango

Water-xB

Electric-Impulse

Flying-Grian

Fighting-False

Ice-Etho

Psychic-Hypno

Poison-Jevin

Ghost-Cleo

Rock-Pearl

Ground-Cub

Dragon-Doc

Bug-Xisuma

Steel-Wels

Dark-Mumbo

Fairy-Scar

Yay :)

[amacaronexpert]

Memento Vivere, Amongst the Living

Pokèmon! Shapeshifter! Reader x Sagau Genshin Impact characters

(Archons, Traveller! Aether, Paimon, Wanderer, and Neuvillette)

Sum: The first time Creator! Reader stays in a nation for too long

Whether or not it was the nation that was so closely linked to the Pokémon world’s own Kalos region of where Xerneas resided, which took inspiration from [name]’s real life region of France, it did not matter, for [Name] stayed around in Fontaine for a bit too longer than they usually do to other regions to make sure they didn’t favor nations that could make other nations jealous of the fact that a nation had been favored by the Creator of Teyvat.

But the Xerneas form made them almost gravitate to the Nation of Hydro, and while it made Furina both a bit boastful and also kind of terrified since she was aware of how the Creator never stays in a nation for too long, and her pride turned to a bit of concern since she felt like she did something wrong, or maybe the entire nation at that. And thus, Neuvillette, with Furina’s worried and panicked pleas trying to make it out to be just excitedly boastful and unafraid orders, to call in the Traveller, it sort of escalated to a few unhappy archons, floating food, and of course a knight in the shadows to arrive.

All the while, [name] held not even a hint of confusion, the Xerneas form and the aged wisdom the form gave them made them have no fear, except for a little ounce of displeasure upon seeing the dragons. (Fairy biased against Dragon talking-lol)

Of course, Nahida and Wanderer only watched from the sidelines while everyone was discussing and basically theorizing about why would their Grace would stay in Fontaine. Even comically that [name] was only a few meters away and heard everything, more interested in the French-inspired pastries of the hydro nation, satisfied with the more smaller and cake-like pastries that reminded them of the pokepuffs from the Kalos region from the world of Pokémon.

Eventually, things somehow ended up with Neuvillette getting a bit standoffish with Zhongli, since Zhongli was not technically a dragon and Neuvillette was pretty much not happy about Zhongli being around.

Though Paimon quickly got everyone’s attention when she just hovered over the Creator, gravitating to their soothing, gentle, and all knowing aura, and maybe their Grace was the most patient out of their acolytes since everyone stared at Paimon as if she was a toddler or some ill-mannered child boldly trying to touch or mess with some prized antique or respected figure.

[Name] only flicked their ears, their lips curved slightly to an almost amused look as everyone seemed so worked up about Paimon being so close while Paimon seemed to not even care, as if she was just a buzzed little bee having too much pollen and addicted to the sweet allure of a flower.

“You know I could hear your conversation.” [Name] said, a small subtle smile graced their lips, causing a bit of flustered and a bit of embarrassment to stir up in the group of beings of different origins and nations.

And at that point, Furina, trying to pipe up, finally questioned [Name] in a burst of frustration and nervousness, the entire group was a bit in shock except for Nahida and the Wanderer, knowing well that Furina was overcome with pure frustration from the fear of not knowing why the Creator decided to stay longer.

“Okay I’ll bite!! Why are you here?! Was it just me being a fault?!” Questioned the desperate Furina in a bid of at least getting some satisfaction from the Creator’s answer or at least some scrap of sympathy.

[Name] only looked at Furina, a slight twinge from their ears and turning to Furina that the Hydro Archon quickly realized her mistake and began to bow and apologize profusely, now trying to avoid punishment, but [Name] only sigh, knowing well that they were guilty of making Furina and possibly the entire nation afraid.

“Furina, please stand up, I am not here because of a misgivings of anyone from this nation….” [Name] cooed, soothing a bit of Furina’s doubts, Furina quickly stood up, embarrassed and flustered of acting so immature in front of the other archons and the traveler. Paimon only lay down on the antlers of the Xerneas Hybrid as she took a sigh of relaxation, stirring some bit of jealousy that Paimon was not at least told to back off.

“I am here, simply because Fontaine has given me a sense of…. Home, a place of where I felt most comfortable.” [Name] continued, at first, everyone was silent, before Furina began to swell her chest up in pride, her eyes began sparkled, an unexpected speed of change from her anticipation for her Creator’s answer. Not only did this answer from the Creator cast no doubt that Furina’s nation was favored, but also that [Name] was not at all displeased by anything.

“Oh!- oh- Your Grace! -Why haven’t you told me in the first place?! Oh! Did you hear that Neuvillette?! Fontaine is the most favored nation in their Grace’s- oh thank you thank you thank you!!!” Furina squealed like a child hearing their parents approval, Furina was all over the place, her hands everywhere, as she first hugged Neuvillette and squeezing him as hard as she possibly could in a flurry of emotions and mostly pride, Furina quickly rammed into the Creator and hugging them with as much strength, causing a big shock amongst the small audience, but [Name] only smiled at Furina’s excitement.

Most of the Archons were a bit jealous that their Grace had favor for Fontaine rather than their own nations but they were complicit and not really complaining, Ei gave Furina her respect like Furina had won a duel, Nahida congratulating Furina’s achievement, Zhongli gave his respect, and Venti also gave his approval and was currently thinking of a song.

[Name] only watched on, before going back to indulge in some more of Fontaine’s delicious and delectable desserts and pastries.

And with Furina’s surge of pride and her enlarged ego, Furina and Neuvillette had joined [Name]’s little tea party, with the Archons, Aether, Wanderer, and Paimon as well.

Though Aether was a bit relieved that Paimon was asleep so she wouldn’t cause a problem of hoarding most of the pastries.

[loquaciousscribe]

Izuru with Reader who is like Pokemkn Trainer Red?

idk if you want bro to be a literal pokèmon trainer.. i'm assuming not

IZURU KAMAKURA X READER WHO ACTS LIKE POKÈMON TRAINER RED

when izuru first meets the you, he's intrigued by your intense focus and dedication to your passion.

he’s used to people being either too predictable or lacking depth, but the reader’s silent determination and loyalty to [insert passion or whatever] captivate him. he’s fascinated by how your seriousness contrasts with his own emotionless demeanor.

he’s not really as ambitious or determined as you(obviously??) so if you want to do something with him odds are you’re going to have to drag him there

he likes watching you..in a non stalkerish way.. but also kinda stalkerish. he’s just wants to see what you’re up to

after a while he picks up on your patterns and he knows what your probably going to do. that’s always when you surprise him by doing something completely different

idk if you can tell but i initially wrote this with actual pokémon training in mind.. uh

hope you like it?? i feel like these kinda suck, so sorry abt that

[izzabela]

Gotta Catch 'Em All - Kenshi Takahashi x fem!reader

in which a certain swordsman has a hard time with you and your little friends

a/n: tumblr buggin. i think the requester said i could make it with any earthrealm character, so i choose kenshi! if you requested this, comment or shoot me a DM!

ship[s]: kenshi takahashi x fem!reader

warning(s): shameless self-insert of favorite pokémon, post-story, no (y/n) bull, hater to lover?

[look at them. loverbirds]

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You sigh sadly as you sat alone under a cherry blossom tree in the Wu Shi Academy. Despite the clear joy on your pokèmon's faces, you couldn't help but be doleful as you thought about the recent events in your life.

You were on your Charizard's back, soaring through unending skies of your home in the Sinnoh region. You had come home from your travels to the Galar region and wanted to take a break by flying.

One minute, you, Charizard, and Noivern were happily flying through the clouds. Free-wheeling, diving, and looping over one another as your companions stretched their wings and flew high above the ground.

The next minute, you were downed by a flying lightning man. Forced to land, you were circled in by orange-clad people as their hands and weapons were pointed at you and your friends. It didn't help that they were both knocked out by a swordsman in a suit and tie. He had used the back of his sword to knock into the pressure point of each pokèmon's body.

How he knew where they were would remain a mystery.

You saw red at the sight of your companions limp bodies. The trauma your pokèmon had, since they had come from a background of abuse. They were rescues, all of them, diligently taken care of by you when you found them at their worst.

You remembered the rest of your pokèmon coming out as well. Your Metagross, Gardevoire, and Luxray protecting you in a defensive circle.

The madness only stopped when a man with glowing eyes, who you now knew as Liu Kang, came in and ended the scuffle. You immediately went to your flying companions' side, crying at the sight of their disabled bodies.

After reviving them with a spray, you allowed him to ask you questions. Who you were, where you were from, what timeline you were part of- you answered his silly questions honestly. Thanks to his good judgement, he let you go, but not without answers of his own.

He told you about their world. How their world was full of magic and sorcery, gods and goddesses, and bizarre things you only read in light novels. He introduced you to his own friend, Geras, who was the Keeper of Time and protector of the hourglass.

After relaying your story to him, they concluded you were not a threat, but an unfortunate accident of a pervious situation that happened. You were ordered to stay at the Wu Shi Academy, under the careful gazes of his champions, until they were able to bring you home.

Days turned into weekS, and weeks turned into months. Right now, it marked the seventh month you had no sign of going home. Despite the bleak situation, you had made the most of it by making friends.

Johnny Cage was by far the easiest to befriend. Easy to talk to, extroverted, and a natural people-person, you found his egotistical self a joy to be around. He asked you many questions of your world and pokèmon, taking pictures of them- even asking if he could come home with you to see more. He got in trouble with your Metagross once, knocking on his metallic head and getting a small Bullet Punch in response.

Kung Lao was similar in that regard, except he was filled with more pranks than a ten year old child. Yes, he checked up on you from time to time, but he mostly played with your pokèmon and included them in his pranks and bets. He once led your Noivern to scare Raiden's little sister as she was given a tour by a couple of monks. Poor girl, spooked out of her wits. Your Noivern was also quite shaken, following her to try and make it up to her.

And speaking of Raiden, he was by far the kindest one to you and your pokèmon. He offered to feed them, play with them, even bathe them with you. You rewarded him with your Pokèdex, showing him all the pokèmon that you had encountered on your journeys. The way his eyes sparkled with curiosity, asking questions about their evolutions, origins, and more.

The only person you couldn't get past was Kenshi Takahashi. His face was plastered with a constant, unreadable emotion, and the sunglasses didn't help his case. He always avoided you, whether with his eyes or his entire body. He also spoke very little with you, and seldom did you see him with your pokémon- granted, did you ever see him with your pokémon?

He also had his hand on his sword, Sento. Every time you saw him, his hand was always on his handle. You knew that it was to aid his handicap, his vision taken from him during an incident that proceeded you.

Why he avoided you, you didn't know. Perhaps it had to do with the knocking-out of your pokèmon, but you had let that go due to the fact he did it out of defense. Perhaps it's what you said, but you couldn't think of a time where you held a conversation with him. Maybe it was the way you looked at him? But his vision was only there for him to see, not truly allow him to use it to enjoy life.

Which brings us back to where we started- you sitting under the cherry blossom tree as you watched your companions playing and roughhousing with one another. You pick at the grass you sat upon, unknowing to the group of men that stood behind a circular concrete opening.

"There she is!" Kung Lao whispered with a pointing finger.

"Well not shit, razor-rang," Johnny scoffs. "Come on, Ken-doll, go and talk to her!"

Kenshi is behind all his friends as he breathes a sigh. He's nervous, but his mastery over his facial expressions allows him to keep his truth close to his chest.

Kenshi had been avoiding you for the entirety you had been here due to the fact he felt bad for tranquing your pokèmon. He had been trying to get closer to you, but he couldn't bare to hear your scared voice. That was how badly the entire debacle had been affecting him.

"Don't egg him on," Raiden scolds, "Kenshi knows what he's doing." He turns to face his friend again to try and read for any sign of discomfort.

Kenshi just looks at him with a light smile, and Raiden takes it as a sign to not push further. He then takes the other two men to leave the swordsman alone.

"But we want to watch!" Kung Lao cries as he's dragged away. Kenshi's stealth is no use as your head turns at the sudden voice. Only then does Kenshi come through the stone entrance, slightly stumbling. You get up at the sight of the swordsman, and your pokèmon stop playing as they're on high alert.

"K-Kenshi," you stuttered, but composed yourself as you greet him. "A surprise this is. To what do I owe you the pleasure?"

You're over the moon with his presence. In seven months, Kenshi finally came around. Albeit, it a confrontational way, but you were open to it so long as you made him your friend. However, you note how... unprofessional(?) he looks.

Scrutinizing his every move, you watch his body language. How his head moves askance, trying to avoid "looking" at you. He shifts his bodyweight from his right to his left leg, and you see his fingers rhythmically tap the scabbard of his sword.

"Earthrealm's Greatest Swordsman" was nervous.

On cue, your pokèmon are behind you as your ensemble. Like protectors, they watch the swordsman with great intent to make sure the events seven months ago do not transpire again. You command them with your hand up, stopping them from anymore advances. Regardless, you can feel the warmth coming from your Charizard's mouth as he stood directly over your shoulder.

"I, uh, just wanted to see if there were any updates on Lord Liu Kang's search for your way home?" You're dumbstruck over this conversation starter.

In the seven months you had made friends with everyone, this was the first time Kenshi spoke to you. The topic in which he chose to converse with you, however, set in stone your thoughts on how he thought about you. Any hope you had in allying yourself with him was gone, and it was evident in your response.

"O-oh," you say, a little dejected. "Well, no, Liu Kang hasn't found any leads."

That was a half-lie. Liu Kang mentioned to you in the last week that he found the faintest tether to your world, but he would need more time to make the connection more stable. In the mean time, you were to remain alert.

Kenshi didn't know this, though. And you intend to keep it that way as you went back to sitting on your bum on the warm grass, telling your pokèmon to scatter and play once more. Kenshi is stunned at your response, but he doesn't relent.

"I, uh," he clears his throat. "I would like to apologize for what happened a while back."

Your head turns up to see Kenshi, rubbing the back of his neck as he stands where he is. His brows are scrunched together, a look of contemplation and regret as his apology rings out in the air. You sigh and let your head hang.

"Kenshi I-. Agh, it's fine, really." It's now awkward as you begin to pick at the grass, trying to fill the silence that envelopes both of you.

Kenshi takes his own seat next to you, and you're reddening at how his shoulder brushes against yours. Thankfully, his sight only limits him to see shades of teal and black, so he can't see how flushed you've become.

"I didn't mean to avoid you," he begins as he watches your pokèmon play. "I just felt... guilty? Shameful? Whatever words describe the gnawing feeling in your chest."

You give him an upside-down smile, gently shoving at his shoulder.

"You knocked my pokèmon out! At the very moment we met, you knocked them out at their pressure points- how did you know?"

Kenshi can hear your playful tone as his shoulder relax a bit more. He snickers as he rubs his nose.

"I mean, it's no different than any other animal," he explains, thumb rubbing over the sheath of his sword. "I have experience with things like these."

And he begins to tell you stories about his missions with the OIA, an organization that investigates the weird and wacky that happens in this world. He talks of dragons that tower over skyscrapers, great battles across realms, and more fantastical tales of his adventures.

You hadn't even realized that your pokèmon had begun to crowd around you two. Luxray had nuzzled himself in between you and Kenshi, his head leaning towards the tattooed man's hand. Noivern had situated herself upside-down on the tree above you two.

Charizard sat behind you both, while Metagross put his arms close to himself to indicate rest. Finally, Gardevoire sat next to you, purring her name as her hand was on your leg.

"You seem to have a strong bond between your companions," he envies, unsheathing his sword.

"Is your sword not animate?" you ask, "Johnny mentioned that it could move."

He awes you as he focuses his energy to move the sword up and down, spinning it in its place as a blue light was emitted from it.

"Amazing!" you clap. Kenshi smirks a bit as he recalls his sword back into its sheath.

The rest of the day wastes away as you two conversed amongst yourselves. Finally, you had caught all of your friends, especially the rare Kenshi Takahashi, and put them into the database of your memories.

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aighr, ain't gonna lie, i restarted this fic three times because i couldn't find a way to incorporate a beginning

requester, i hope you enjoyed your prompt come to life!

i've got a couple more fics on the way, so stay tuned in

i'll see yall in the next fic!

[royalrambler]

UPDATED Writing Commissions!! Now Open!!

hihello royal here !!!

i’m opening writing commissions !! just dm me here or on discord (moriensstellarum) to start !!

my rates: (cashapp only)

semi cheap since i am doing these for a bit of extra cashflow! my cashapp info will be given once the planning process is over!!

$5 usd: every 1k words

+$5 usd: fandoms i am not in or completely original

+$5 usd: for nsfw fics !! i also reserve the right to tell you no if it’s something i’m not comfortable writing !!

+$2 usd: for oc, self insert, or x reader works (mc from twisted wonderland doesn’t count!!)

current fandoms:

fire emblem three houses

genshin impact

transformers !!

my hero academia

identity v

bungo stray dogs

haikyuu

demon slayer

star wars (all movies and shows)

legend of zelda (breath of the wild and tears of the kingdom)

twisted wonderland

project sekai

voltron: legendary defender

pokèmon

danganronpa (in progress)

jujutsu kaisen (in progress)

kingdom hearts (in progress it’s a lot of games)

Persona 5

And many many many more

please be through in explaining what you’d like (i.e. pairings, au if any kind, plot, etc) and allow for 5-8 days from the end of planning for writing to be completed

will do:

fluff

angst

action/violence(to a point)

mild gore or body horror

legal non toxic pairings of any kind(including poly)

nsfw (however if i’m not comfortable with something i reserve the right to say no to writing it)

if it’s not listed i probably won’t write it. you can still ask since i think i missed a couple of things, but this is your warning you might get denied. i also only write ragbro’s as platonic/familial.

writing sample:

this piece is actually from an rp form!! shorter but more up to date in terms of my writing

Five feet. That was the maximum distance between Jingliu and the enemy.

Metal met claws, but the metal didn't waiver. A feral grin split her face as she ran into the hoard as arrows flew above her head and her feet followed the steps to a deadly dance only she knew. If this battle didn’t shatter her blade, she would be impressed. It had been years, decades even, since Yingxing had quite literally thrown this blade at her feet and it still served her to this very day.

She had almost been impressed, and a little insulted, by his bold arrogance on that day. She was notorious among the artisans for being fickle and hard to please… For this short-life to show up and say he had a blade only she could wield had been laughable. But then Dan Feng had decided he wanted to spar, to test her strength himself. Her previous sword lay shattered on the ground behind her, and she had no choice but to use the sword the short-life had crafted.

The first thing she had noticed was the weight, it was somewhat heavy to her, an impressive feat on its own, but he had managed to sink it up to its hilt. This revelation had made her too slow to block Dan Feng’s first strike but she was ready on the second and brought the sword up to block it. She had expected it to shatter like so many had before but the blade held. And it continued to remain steady over decades.

She was determined to break this blade before Yingxing’s death, for what would be the point if he was gone? Baiheng had laughed many times at their supposed quarrels over the sword. Many over the blade still being unnamed and even more about Jingliu’s more reckless actions in her attempt to shatter the blade. She understood the man’s need to prove himself, more than he understood, but he did not have the lifespan for the lessons on arrogance that she had learned.

Jingliu had earned her right to arrogance long ago. She was unmatched on the battlefield, for even a High Elder of the Luofu had eventually yielded to her blade. But Yingxing… Yingxing only seemed to hold arrogance over a singular accomplishment and to prove a point. A dangerous disposition for anyone to hold but common among the short-life.

She was pulled from her thoughts as calls that the enemy was retreating echoed through the air. The sun had long set on the battlefield and only pale moonlight illuminated the retreating backs of their enemy. She pulled her sword out of the husk of the borisin it was buried in, preparing to give chase to ensure a retreat, but something had caused her pause. The soft sound of creaking metal.

A frown marred her face as she used the edge of her skirt to clean the blade clear of the blood and viscera that covered it. She tilted it slightly, the faint moonlight catching on cracks in the blade’s surface. Not quite broken just yet but it would be beautiful when it did. The cracks would help to aid the sword in shattering into fine shards in the distant future.

Perhaps ‘Shard Sword’ would be the name of the sword, if Yingxing found it agreeable.

[bipolargeist-creepypasta]

TV: Who’s that Pokèmon?!

Glitchy Red: IT’S PIKACHU!!

TV: It’s Clefairy!

Glitchy Red: FUCK!!

Y/N:

[ava-imagines]

Request: The Cynthia post gave me an idea that I wanna ask. So picture this. A Cynthia x Hoenn Champion Reader whose ace is a Salamence. It’s the enemy of Garchomp by the way so people saw you two as rivals. Cue to the match between you and Cynthia but it’s a draw. The two of you decided beforehand that you would use it to reveal your relationship as you both kept it on the down low in case it didn’t work out. Like you do it at the ending interview.

Oh sure! I love this idea!

Cynthia x Hoenn Champion! Reader: Our Relationship 💙⭐

You were the champion of Hoenn, your home region. You also happened to be the S/O to the Sinnoh champion Cynthia

You two were in an intense match in a tournament, both of you down to your last Pokèmon. You had your Salamence and Cynthia had her Garchomp

Now, Garchomp and Salamence absolutely hated eachother. They didn't care that their trainers were dating, they were rivals in eachother's eyes.

"Garchomp, use Dragon Rush!" Cynthia commanded her Pokèmon. "Salamence, try to dodge it and use Outrage!" You commanded your Pokèmon.

However, instead of listening to your command, Salamence went right up to Garchomp, determined to bring down it's rival.

The crowd was going wild, trying to determine the outcome of the fight.

"I bet Cynthia's gonna win!" One yelled. "Nah, Y/Ns gonna win for sure! They're gonna bring their rival DOWN!" Another one shouted.

However, when Garchomp and Salamence used their moves on eachother, there was a massive bang creating a massive wave of dust.

When the dust cleared, it had turned out both Pokèmon had fainted. You and Cynthia looked at eachother in surprise. Wow, those two must really hate eachother, huh.

"Both Garchomp and Salamence are unable to battle, this is a draw between the two champions!" The referee declared.

After going to the Pokèmon centre to heal your Pokèmon, you and Cynthia went to the hotel you were staying at for the night as you planned on getting a Taxi home to Cynthia's Villa tomorrow.

However, you were greeted by a cameraman and an interviewer. The interviewer came up to you both

"Wow! That was one heck of a fight you two had! You guys must be great rivals, huh?" She said. She thrust the microphone into your and Cynthia's faces.

"Us? Rivals?" Cynthia asked. She turned to you. "Should we tell them?" You asked her. She took your hand. "I think it's time we tell them."

You and Cynthia both turned to the camera. "You see, most of you think that Y/N and I are rivals. Then you're half right. We may be rivals on the battlefield, but in reality." She paused to smile at you. "We're the best of S/Os."

"Wow! Did you guys catch that?" The interviewer asked the camera. "Y/N and Cynthia are a couple! Oh, they're so perfect together!" She turned round to you. "I've heard that there's a Ball comin' up soon, and it includes batting alongside your partner!" She told you both

"Do you think we should go?" You asked Cynthia, a few hours later in your hotel room. "You know, the Ball." Cynthia walked over to you and kissed you cheek. "Of course we should, I'd be honoured to not only have you as my partner, but to fight by your side."

And Bam! Done! I hope you like this one 🙂

[ya-bug-boy]

Hi! I can't believe I didn't find this blog sooner! It's always so cool to find writers for male readers so ya can't believe how happy I got when i found you lol

I was wondering if I could have Emmet with a goth reader with tattoos? I just like the contrast of a prim and professional looking Emmet with a rough and dark looking boyfriend, im a sucker for "opposites attract" couples

Maybe they struck up conversation when Emmet saw reader with an eelektross tattoo?

Sorry if it's a long ask, got excited lol

I looooove Goth aesthetics. If I had the money, I'd be a fat asian transmasc Gomez Adams haha. Thank you so much for the lovely ask! Male readers and writers unite!

Emmet x Male Goth Reader!

Being the final boss of a certain line in the subway, there are some days when Emmet doesn't battle anyone. How boring! How completely boring! He would much rather battle anyone than sit at his desk doing paperwork.

Then he hears your battle from the next compartment. Though he can't see what you look like, he can hear your Pokèmon, fighting each other fiercely. He stands up from his seat, unwrinkles his coat by smoothing it out with his hands, and prepares himself to battle you.

When the doors of the subway compartment opens, it floods with smoke from your earlier battle. Emmet doesn't speak yet and watches your silhouette approach from the dark mist.

Being in Nimbasa City, he's seen all sorts of people. Old, young, rich, poor, expressive and dull. But you?

You stood tall in a pair of tall, heeled boots. Dressed in a pair of pants that had decorative black belts, a white shirt with skull design, multiple facial and ear piercings, all gold. You had a black cardigan on with the sleeves rolled up, exposing your blackwork styled tattoos of various Pokèmon.

Emmet can't help but to smile. You're verrry different compared to him. Your battle is exhilerating and thrilling!

After that day, he starts to take note of you more when you travel using the subway.

He approaches you one day. Asking the same questions everyone else has. Did those tattoos and piercings hurt? You laugh and tell him yes, they do each time you get yourself one.

You and your Pokemon follow a black and gold color scheme. He is reminded by your choice of Pokemon when he fought against you, having a Dusknoir and Umbreon on your team. You show off your newest tattoo as well, an Eelektross on your upper shoulder. He's more than enticed at this point.

This color scheme is intentional, since you love black and gold colors. You have more Pokèmon at home that are sedentary pets.

Ingo teases Emmet in secret, acting on his older brother instinct to make fun of his sibling with how Emmet gushes about you in private.

After having battled him enough times, your uh...Eelektross and his begin to get more than friendly. Your eyes widen and you ramble in a laugh while apologizing when your Pokèmon offers his one of your shiny gold charms. It looks like the Pokèmon see each other as their mates.

With this happening, it became almost impossible to fight Emmet if you both used your Eelektross. The two would get into a cuddle pile, whining and hissing when you have to pull them apart.

You're embarrassed but you both laugh and ask for Emmet's number so you can set up playdates. He immediately agrees.

Your Pokèmons plotted this entirely. They get a partner and now their human does too

[duskoon]

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Masterlists + Fandoms + Prompts: Pokèmon The Owl House Artificial Intelligence Fate Grand Order Babylonian/ Sumerian Mythology Dragon Ball Berserk Jojo bizarre adventures Limbus Company Prompts : (1)

[michitora]

Hi, everyone! I've decided to open up a blog!

You can request any of my ocs x reader, and choose the scenario! And sometimes I will throw out a surprise x reader of a canon character.

I write for female readers, male readers, and Gender neutral! I write platonic, romantic, fluff, angst!

I will not write NSFW, or anything like that. I am a minor and that makes me uncomfortable, I do not allow homophobia, racism or drama on this page.

I will write headcanons or a little story if you wish!

Pokèmon ocs;

•Reo Tyson (Minor)

•Yui Roselynn (Minor/Legal)

•Aubrey Wilson (Minor/Legal)

•Nori Jane (Legal)

•Taylor Smith (Minor)

•Ren Brophy (Legal)

•Flora Johnson (Minor)

•Tina Kim (Minor)

•Simon Kim (Minor)

•Alison Phoenix (Minor)

•Alex Ketchum (Legal)

•Lydia Thomas (Legal)

•Rae Nalia (Legal)

•Juniper (Minor)

•Morrigan ('Mori/Morgan') Kuroshi (Legal)

•Lizzie Hale (Minor)

•Sana Massari (Legal)

•Kiara Keru (Minor)

•Bambi Chaya (Minor)

•Naoki Chaya (Legal)

•Toko Hyde (Minor)

•Neve Wisteria (Minor)

•Tanji Kazumi (Legal)

•Nakagawa Yuko (Legal)

•Honda Kiyoshi (Legal)

•Sonoda Toshio (Legal)

•Miwa Gropius (Minor)

•Isabelle Anderson (Legal)

•Trix Morris (Minor)

•Joyclyn ('J') Jasmin (Minor)

Digimon ocs;

•Jess Ishida (Minor/Legal)

•Tari Kamiya/Taylor Kamiya (Legal)

•Yumma Kyo (Legal)

•Kanari Kamiro (Legal)

•Kaoru Kamiro (Minor)

•Alex Azmai (Minor)

•Ruth Kazmai (Minor)

•Lauren Mckenna (Minor)

Tokyo Revengers ocs;

•Kawata Fuyuko (minor)

•Mizuki Minato (legal)

•Mizuki Minako (minor)

[amacaronexpert]

O Luna o Moon

Pokèmon! Shapeshifter! Reader x Sagau Genshin Impact characters

(Archons (ft, Tsaritsa) Harbingers, Traveller, Paimon, Dainsleif, Diluc, Kaeya, Wanderer, and Albedo)

Summary: O Sol o Sun (Lunala ver.)

[name] yawned in their Lunala form, hanging from a large branch while in the winter snow of Snezhnaya while basking in the gentle cold while Albedo was drawing comfortably while watching his divine creator taking a small nap.

Meanwhile Dottore was actually doing something while his grace was asleep, with their permission of course! What man could he be if he didn’t?!

Dottore touched the Lunala’s skin, feeling like he was in the presence of a cool night in the fall.

His grace was the literal embodiment of the sun, he could see that! The stars and sky might be fake but this was a divine revelation that the creator was in fact the moon themselves!

As his hand dipped further into the galactic theme skin he could feel a glare from Ei, he scoffed before touching the yellow horns that were on the creator’s head, cool to the touch.

Capitano and Pierro were locked in a glaring match with Venti and Zhongli while Wanderer was feeling a bit bashful as the creator nuzzled their face into his stomach thus his entire being being enveloped by the creator’s wings and making Childe wheeze.

The wanderer glared and lunala’s psychic powers causing Childe’s legs to become frail and to fall backwards with an ‘oof!’, the wanderer was now smirking smugly like he just found out his new privilege.

Aether was admiring his creator’s sleeping form while Paimon was hovering around the creator looking in awe before taking a nap on top, lured in by the cool of the moon.

Pantalone was humming to himself and looking at the skin with possibilities in his head, the galactic skin from their creator would certainly catch many eyes and profits.

Arlecchino was alongside Columbina, admiring the creator’s sleeping form while Sandrone was taking inspiration for new machines.

Pulcinella admired the skin’s soft and silky appeal and texture.

Nahida meanwhile was trying to calm the situation down between the gods and harbingers and more harbingers began to notice and the gods starting to put the blame on the Tsaritsa. Diluc joined in and he was not ready to give up his grace to the Fatui, Kaeya was all relaxing near Albedo, watching with interest.

The tsaritsa was pissed to say the least.

“First you come into my lands without permission and after centuries, you have the audacity to disregard me so you can take up the creator’s already limited time? I’ll have you know-!?” Said the Tsaritsa as the other gods began to glare at her and the harbingers glaring back ready to fight while Childe was grinning while holding his blades and the wanderer and Albedo looking unamused but annoyed and nahida looking stressed out before-

Snap!*

[name] Stirred in their nap.

Everyone looked to see that it was Dainsleif who broke the branch and he seemed unbothered but on the inside he was having a mental crisis.

The creator opened their eyes and yawned, a purr mixed with a drowsy roar was evident as they hovered over the snow as their eyes now turned into the default narrow eyes of the pokèmon, looking like they were not happy about being woken up early.

Everyone held their breath as the creator approached dainsleif as he went still, some looking eager to see how their dear creator would kill in that form or some legit terrified of the creator’s wrath.

But dainsleif was surprised when he got licked right in the face, causing a part of his blonde hair to stick out.

After seeing that their was no bad blood, [name] positioned back up to the tree branch eager to nap again, being in the moon pokèmon form was enough for them to be lax and ready for anything.

As their eyes close they heard Dottore question them.

“Could you perhaps take us to another world, your grace?” Said Dottore.

Ooo now that was a request they are excited to explore- but wait! They must look badass otherwise this would be embarrassing!

The Lunala’s eyes opened up instantly and looking at the doctor, before instantly hovering over the snow and growl a bit,’get on’.

Dottore grinned as he excitedly grabbed ahold of the wing and hopped over, the archons and harbingers looked appalled.

Lunala turned to them before nodding their head.

After everyone got on, and Childe making Diluc go mad while Kaeya teased tf out of the wanderer making him pissed-

[name] roared loudly, making everyone shudder and shut up, their galactic skin turned into a pale blue before flying up into the air and letting out a large blue and purple blast that tear open a wormhole.

“Hold on, this might be a rough ride.”

Everyone was holding on tight while the insane like Childe and Dottore were cackling like this was a roller coaster.

“Incredible….” Said Dainsleif, breathless at the sight inside the wormhole, a flurry of colors and other wormholes, different sizes and colors all in weird places.

Then they saw the one where their grace wanted to go to, a large, pristine white wormhole, the Lunala roared as they swooped down, passing through the wormhole.

There they were amazed by a sight, creatures of all sizes, shapes, colors, and origins were either swimming, flying, running, or even dancing.

But the most important thing was the sky, it was real, the sky holding beautiful warm colors with pink clouds as the sun began to gracefully glow, the moon barely visible.

“Our grace is too kind!” Sang Columbina as her lips curved into a graceful smile.

“This world is so beautiful.” Said Nahida as she watched the grass type and normal type Pokémon coming to their woodland area for a new day of living in the forest and play.

[name] looked proud of themselves before hearing the cries of Solgaleo! The Sun pokèmon leapt past the creator and returned, roaring out in a challenge.

“Is that the sun?” Said Paimon as she held onto Aether.

Everyone looked in awe of the warm design and the stoic roars.

“Solgaleo wants to challenge me to a race, think that I’ll win?”

The smug but funny tone of the creator as they looked back at their subjects, the archons, harbingers, Diluc, Kaeya, dainsleif, and Aether and Paimon all nodded their heads like this was an easy answer.

“Hold on!”

The creator roared the blue moon color glowing more and Solgaleo roared back their features turning into a pale yellow before they both sped off across the Alola region.

Dottore cackled as Child hooted and laughed as Venti cheered on [name].

They all saw the lights of the cities below the pokémon that roamed they even saw Groudon roaming by!

Soon enough a yellow, red, pink, and purple flashed by and appeared on both sides of Lunala and Solgaleo.

“The Alola island guardians! I’m surprised that they are joining!”

The creator laughter boomed as they flew away from Solgaleo and the guardians before their acolytes were warning them of their approach.

But with one final flap of their wings they were already at the Temple of the Moone, Solgaleo cried out, seemingly pouty of its loss but grateful for the opportunity to play with its counterpart.

After returning back to Teyvat, the earth welcomed their arrival with flora and gifts, and also Dottore and Albedo fighting over who should do the interviews.

The Archons were also more clingy while the Harbingers were more obsessive.

[vincentferard]

Two Birds (A Guzma X-Reader)

Two birds on a wire

"Look at this cool Wimpod I caught!"

"Wow! That's so cool Guzma! One day I'm gonna catch a pokèmon like that too!"

One tries to fly away

That was back when you were five, still close with your best friend. Back before everything became a dumpster fire. Things were good back then and neither of you had a care in the world.

And the other watches him close from that wire

Then you hit your teens.

"Hey, Guzma!" You stood outside his house, calling up at his window. "You wanna go down to the malasada shop with me?"

There was clicking noise as his window was pushed open, his head full of white fluffy hair poking out. "Hell yeah I do! I'll be right down!"

He says he wants to as well

He went to close his window but stopped and quickly looked behind him.

From where you were standing you could vaguely hear yelling and the sound of something breaking. "Uh, turns out I gotta stay. I'll try to meet up with you later." He quickly slammed the window and left the edge, leaving you standing there confused.

But he is a liar

You stood waiting for about two or three more minutes, faintly hearing sounds from the inside of the house, before deciding to continue on to the malasada shop on your own.

The lights in the shop were dimmed and the clerk's begging to clean up. Panicking, you checked your watch. 4:45, you still had fifteen minutes. After quickly walking inside you apologized profoundly before ordering and paying for your food. The malasadas only took about five minutes and as soon as they were done you left outside to sit on the bench.

I'll believe it all

You ate your malasada as slow as possible, not wanting to leave before Guzma got there. Many people passed, some giving you odd or pitying looks. Why? Because you were alone? You sighed.

Above your head the sky began to darken, small stars beginning to show and glow.

There's nothing I won't understand

As you sat there you looked sadly at the other malasada. You knew it wasn't his fault he wasn't there but it still made you sad. Not for yourself, of course, but for him.

Soon the sky was completely dark and you decided to wait for five more minutes before getting up and leaving.

I'll believe it all

You had just picked up the second malasada and put in your bag when you heard someone behind you.

"(Y/n)!"

You turned around to see Guzma walking down the street, hands shoved deep in his pocket.

"I'm sorry it took so long. Dad finally fell asleep so I was able to come."

I won't let go of your hand

As he got closer you slowly began to notice a dark purple mark on the side of his face. Before he got up to you, you already knew what it was from.

"Did your dad do that?"

He stopped in front of you, frowning. "Do what?"

You nodded lightly towards the mark on his face. "That."

Two birds on a wire

His hand instantly moved up to his cheek, his expression darkening. "It's nothin'."

"Guzma-"

"It's nothin'!" He moved his eyes to the ground, gently sitting down on the bench. "I promise."

You silently sat down next to him, wordlessly handing him his malasada.

"Thanks…"

One says c'mon and the other says "I'm tired"

You continued to sit in silence for a while, the pikipek the only noticeable sound other than the malasada wrapper.

"I'm sorry."

You looked up at the fluffy white haired boy, tilting your head in confusion. "Why?"

"For snappin' at you earlier." He crinkled up his wrapper and tossed it into a nearby garbage. "I shouldn't have snapped…"

The sky is overcast and I'm sorry

You simply smiled softly. "It's fine. There's nothing you could do that'd make me angry." You paused, your eyebrows wrinkling in concern. "Why don't you tell someone?"

He didn't answer your question, simply gave a heavy shrug of his shoulders and leaned over so that he was leaning against you. His scent and warmth overflowed your scenes, completely blocking out your thoughts. If possible you would've stayed like that forever.

One more or one less

But nothing lasts forever.

Three years later yours were officially eighteen, ready to move out on your own. The situation with Guzma and his dad had only worsened along with his relationship with you. Everytime you would offer help he would get upset and you wouldn't talk for a couple of days. Soon after he turned eighteen he moved out with his partner pokèmon. You had tried to offer him a place to stay but…

Nobody's worried

"I don't need you takin' pity on me!"

"I'm not pitying you!" Tears welled up in your eyes and you gently grabbed onto the corner of his hoodie. "I just want to help you!"

"I don't need your fuckin' help!" He raised his hand on instinct to seemingly hit you but stopped dead in his tracks as he saw your reaction.

I'll believe it all

Instantly a deep fear began to fill his features and he pulled his hand close to his chest. He continued to stare at you, fear and regret evident in his expression, before mumbling apology after apology and walking away.

Five years passed and you hadn't heard or seen anything of him. There were rumors going around that he was the leader of the new gang on the islands, team skull.

There's nothing I won't understand

You weren't sure if you believed it or not but it didn't seem unlikely. On top of that, you missed him and it was the only lead you had. Their base was in a small abandoned town called Po Town.

Naturally, you snuck in.

I'll believe it all

Getting into the town itself wasn't a problem as the gate was wide open. Once you got in, however, it was like a minefield. Grunts were around every corner, patrolling for any possible intruders. In order to not get caught you had to scale multiple walls and sneak through many broken down houses. Finally, after about an hour, you reached the center of the town where a large mansion laid. You could only assume that was their base.

I won't let go of your hand

Sucking in a deep breath you snuck around the two grunts outside and walked through the doors...straight into two female grunts.

"Woa, like, who are you?" One of the grunts tilted her head curiously.

"Yeah, dude." The other grunt joined in. "What are you doing here?"

Fear shot through your entire body. "I...uh, I-"

Two birds of a feather

"Speak up girlie, if you don't tell us why you're here we'll have to kick you out."

You didn't want to get kicked out. You had to tell them. And yet...if you told them they'd most likely just kick you out anyway.

"I want to talk-" need "I need to talk to Guzma." Tears began to well up in your eyes and before you knew it, you were crying. "We used to be best friends since childhood and now I haven't seen him in five years and I miss him so much and-"

Say that they're always gonna stay together

"Woa, dude, chill." One of the grunts held up her hand in a 'pause' gesture.

"Yeah, girl, it's okay." The other grunt gently patted you on the back. "We can tell you where to find him and let the other grunts know to leave you alone. Just stop crying, yeah?"

You nodded your head, slowly wiping your eyes. "Yeah."

But one's never going to let go of that wire

"Great." The second grunt gestured to the first grunt. "Betty here will go let the other grunts know and I'll tell you where his room is."

You nodded again and listened carefully as the grunt explained the layout of the mansion. You had only needed to know where his room was but the extra information helped.

Top floor of the mansion, very back room.

He says that he will

You slowly and cautiously made your way through the halls and up the stairs, finally making your way to his room. To avoid being rude you knocked on the door loudly. No response. Turning the handle, you swung the door open wide.

Guzma, who was sitting on a throne like chair, instantly sat up the irritation clear on his face. "God dammit Jerry! I told you to leave me the fuck a-"

But he's just a liar

He stopped as he saw you in the doorway, his face falling. "(Y/N)?"

"Hi…"

"What- '' Why are you here?" He frowned worriedly.

Two birds on a wire

You looked down at the ground, your face tinting. "Because I missed you."

"You...missed me?" He spoke slowly, the look on his face making it seem like he couldn't comprehend you missing him.

Upon the look on his face you felt a pang go through your heart. Of course you missed him, it had been five years. Did...he not miss you?

One tries to fly away and the other

"Yeah, I missed you. I don't know if you feel the same but I-"

"'Course I missed you!" His face held nothing but hurt and irritation. "I just…"

He sighed hesitantly pulling you into a hug. "I don't want to hurt you." His voice was barely above a whisper.

Watches him close from that wire

You blinked slowly before hugging him back. Was that why he had cut contact with you?

"You're not going to hurt me."

He grabbed onto your shirt for comfort, his breathing disorganized. You could feel his hands shaking."I don't want to be like my dad."

He says he wants to as well, but he is a liar

"You're not like your dad."

"How do you know?"

You smiled softly. "Because you're not bad. People who are bad aren't capable of guilt and don't worry about changing." 

Two birds on a wire

He was quiet for a minute before burying his head into your shoulder. "I'm sorry...for everything."

As you stood there his scent and warmth washed over you, blocking out your thoughts like eight years ago.

"You don't need to be."

One tries to fly away and the other

The door behind you both suddenly creaked open, a blue haired grunt anxiously shuffling in. "Boss, I know you said to leave you alone but…" he trailed off as he noticed the two of you in the room. "Uh... I'll come back later, man."

"..."

"...who was that?"

"Jerry."

Two birds on a wire

((//AN: this story is very low key based off this comic: https://real-faker.tumblr.com/post/158064613874/i-uh-have-some-headcanons

And this song: https://youtu.be/Bb3_oDWiD_w \\))

[softyanderes]

if reqs are open, can I ask for a yan!Chiaki Nanami from Danganronpa x reader? thank u in advance!!

aaa sorry this took so long,, tumblr kinda ate the ask and then it came back in my inbox but it wouldn’t let me andwer it,, so,, NEHEJ but ys!!! i absolutely love chiaki with my entire heart!!

you didn’t specify if you wanted a scenario or headcanon, so i’ll do headcanons! (feel free to request again if you wanted a scenario (sorry if this isn’t what you wanted))!

CHIAKI NANAMI; BASIC CONFESSION AND RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS

Her way of confessing is.. awkward, so to speak. She’s not a very loud person, nor is she open with her emotions as much as other people, so.. it didn’t exactly go fantastic.

To be blunt, there was a lot of screaming, yelling, and crying. That didn’t come from either of you. But, we don’t need to talk about that.

She hands you a letter, its in a white envelope with a few hearts drawn around, a simple heart sticker keepig it plastered shut. (At this point, you can feel the stares of her friends spying on the confession from the bushes, too.)

You read the note (which is undoubtedly full of her emotions and the way you make her feel, an odd thing for Chiaki, but you don’t question it). And are completely and utterly railed at the things she says.

It’s full of the way she stares at you when you’re eating or doing homework, the way you make her feel, the way you talking to other people makes her feel, etc, etc.

You, of course, are extremely put off at this (especially when she, in great detail, explained that she had stalked you for quite a while), but after she explains in a way where it somehow seems like she was doing it for you and not for her selfish needs, you eventually manage to say that you accept her confession.

She’s.. estatic, to put it shortly. An unusual amount of emotion showing from her as she sighs in relief that you return her feelings.

After that, she gets a bit more clingy and jealous. Its very easy to set her off, even if you’re just paying attention to a ladybug in the window.

Chiaki Nanami doesn’t seem like much of a cuddler, but, hoo-boy. I can assure you that she definitely is.

She enjoys being the little spoon, being able to feel your arms around her and the way you play with her hair or kiss the crown of her head makes her absolutely.. melt.

If you want her to be the big spoon, she isn’t complaining. She also enjoys holding you in her arms, a silent promise that she isn’t going to let you go, she makes you feel safe and stable in her arms.

Chiaki is also, a very good kisser. Don’t get me started on how good.

She tangles her hands in your hair or in your shirt, clutching your cheeks or your shoulders and makes the kiss feel like heaven.

Sparks practically fly, and the world melts around you when you two start to kiss.

Isn’t keen on letting you ever leave the house on your own, so you almost always have Chiaki glued to your hip whenever you go out, (not that you’re complaining, (you probably are, but she won’t listen)).

VERY JEALOUS. I shouldn’t have to say this, but despite her normally tired, aloof, and quiet stature; she gets angry and jealous, very quickly.

Something as simple as someone staring at you for zero-point-two seconds will get her jealously wheels turning, and she’ll glare at them until they’re out of sight.

Play! Games! With! Her! She loves, and I mean, loves, playing games with her you! Mario Party/Kart, Gang Beasts, Pokèmon, PacMan, etc. She will be over the moon to play games with you if you wanted too.

She’ll probably go easy on you if she sees you getting frustrated at her winning all the time.

Golly, I’ll say this once. But bragging about how good of a time you had with your friends if she wasn’t there to keep you safe and protected, will piss her off.

Won’t hurt you, of course. But she will break something, even if not on purpose.

Chiaki is a naturally jealous person. And despite being quiet and tired twenty-four/seven, she will go absolutely feral if you get her jealously wheels turning.

Not quite one to kidnap you if she thinks you’re going to run away, more so just isolate you from some of your more extroverted friends who drag you out all the time, and maybe, just maybe, she’ll hurt or kill someone to keep you with her.

Chiaki is jealous, yes, that’s a given. But she rarely gets violent. (she’ll only get violent and hurt someone if they are actually threatning you and your safety.)

Feeling tired, exhausted, or sad? She’ll use the “out of battery” joke, and gently coax you to bed so you can rest. (if its a person that made you feel tired, exhausted, or sad, she’ll definitely have a very stern talking to them about their behavior).

aaa i’m so sorry if you didn’t want these or if they weren’t yandere enough?? its 1am so i’m going coocoo while writing these,, i depict Chiaki as a quiet and cold yet very easy to make jealous person..

[purplexiasphinx]

Requests?

I wanna get back into serious writing, I'm gonna post some of my old works but if anybody would like to request a short story (or a longer one, but that'll be posted slower and I will genuinely need motivation to keep working on it) I'd be happy to do the things!

I can do...

Fanfics

Romance

Fantasy

Horror/Creepypasta

Comedy (sort of)

Weird game things

Fanfic types I can do

Ships (Canon X OC, Canon X Canon, OC X OC, Canon X Reader, Canon X OC)

Multiships (Canon X Canon X Canon, Canon X OC X Canon, Canon X Reader X Canon... Etc.)

Noncanon events with canon characters (Short stories only)

Reader inserts

AUs

Fanfic types I can't (Or won't) do

NSFW

Certain ships (I'll mention them if it comes up in an ask, but they're gonna be pretty obvious)

Incest

Anything harming my pure sweet babbies (Except for in very specific circumstances)

I??? Can't??? Properly??? Write??? Abuse??? Also it kills me to hurt people like that, so please don't ask.

Fandoms I'm in

Undertale

BNHA/MHA (Sadly my knowledge is limited to S1 only right now)

The Sims (I am adding this just because)

RWBY

Soul Eater

Pokèmon

BATIM

OHSCHC

Spyro

MLP

Yandere Sim

Vampire Knight (Don't ask me about Yuki and Kaname, that is on my NO list)

And probably a few others I forgot to mention, if you have something off this list I might still be able to do it.

Other notes

If you actually wanna see it happen, and it seems to be taking a while, feel free to poke me. I probably just forgot, or I've been putting it off because I got busy.

If you want me to use an OC, please give me a detailed description of their personality, appearance, and any little backstory quirks that might affect the story.

If I don't portray your OC right, or don't do the character like you wanted, please don't yell at me about it- I'll try my best, but I'm easily discouraged so it might cause me to stop writing for a while.

Hoping to hear from you all! I realize this got long, thanks for reading!