#Kanto Bar

[vaugarde]

one thing i like abt zactoshi’s stuff is that he validates my team rocket hate lmao

[itsruki]

To feel something

Dom!Kanto!Mikey x Sub!Virgin!Reader

MDNI! MINORS DO NOT READ!

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a/n: well what am i supposed to say. it happened again. i will say that it needed 3 drafts to even come up with a halfway decent plot and I AM STILL NOT SUPER HAPPY WITH IT. i might write a few more about Mikey with my other drafts. anyways. hope you like it.

Synopsis: Mikey sees a girl at the club who looks completely out of place. Because of his deteriorating mental state, he wasn't really feeling much of anything, but since when he looked at her, he felt something, he decided that he wanted to chase that feeling.

Trigger warnings: afab-reader, dub-con, mentions of unprotected sex, fingering, Oral F, mating press, petnames: Peach, Sugar, Gorgeous, little girl, good girl, baby, princess

word count: 3530

He was at the club. It was already fairly late, and his executives were already fairly drunk. He himself was still relatively sober. He never really liked parties or clubs, but it helped to numb his brain. Mikey's cold eyes were looking down on the dance floor from the elevated balcony of the VIP area. He sighed. He felt nothing. It was all just emptiness. His dark, cold eyes just kept on staring into the large mass of people, dancing and dancing. That's when he spots you. You seem out of place. You were wearing a dress. Furthermore, you look like someone else picked out the dress and forced you into it...it's almost...endearing. He blinked…..he felt something…...his breath quickened…..he wanted you….he needed you….he needed to chase that feeling in his chest. He swiftly walked past his subordinates and the crowd on the dance Floor before he reached you. You were sitting at the bar, with your glasses on your nose, and a look of utter horror. He sat down in the chair next to you. You glanced over at him a few times. You looked so young. "You want a drink?" he asked. You almost squealed when he talked to you. "Uhm, I don't really drink….." You stare at the counter. Your cheeks are turning slightly pink. Mikey looked you up and down, his eyes empty and his face expressionless. He ordered himself another drink and began to lazily drink from it. 

"You aren't from here, correct?" The question caught you off guard. You slowly nodded. "W-what makes you think that?" you replied shyly. You placed a streak of hair behind your ear and began to fidget with your hands. "You don't look like a club person. Very out of place." he responded. His eyes were still fixated on his drink as he kept on drinking from it. You sighed. He was right. You came to this stupid club for your best friend, and now look at you. They left you for some random person, and you were now stuck here.

"Yeah" was all you could say. He gave you a hmm as he kept drinking.

Out of nowhere, he leaned over to you. He went right into your personal space. Your cheeks flushed pink as you stared into his expressionless face. "You wanna get out of here?" was what he asked. It felt like your brain had just shut down. Your eyes went over the features of his face. He was beautiful. The blond locks, the lips, and those eyes that make you feel like he is going to just devour you, like a wild Predator. Those eyes that make you feel like you will get sucked into eternal nothingness. "Yes" you responded without realizing it. He offered you a hand, and you both left the club. He brought you to his motorbike and gave you a questioning look. "Where to?" he asked. You gave it some thought. If you went to his place, you would have to be worried about being taken advantage of. If you go to your place, your roommates might get the wrong idea. You looked at him. You asked yourself why you were there with him in the first place but when you saw his eyes again, you forgot that thought again right away. "My place?" he asked and you were so in a trance that you just nodded. While you were on the road, it seemed to sink. This was where this was going. Your face burned red and you pressed your face against his back as you mustered up the courage to talk "Uhm... I never…..never done this before…." you stammered. "Huh? What? Biking?" he asked. If you didn't know better, you would almost think he was mocking you but his voice remained monotone "N-no. I mean…..going home….with a man and…." he smirked as he observed your expression in his mirror "oh…..is that so?....." that's when he realized. You are untouched. You, a little Virgin, right there on a silver platter for him to ruin.

He remained silent for the rest of the ride until he stopped in front of a house. 

On the side of the house is a small shack that he walked up to, and even though you were very intimidated, you followed him. He unlocked the door and stepped inside. You followed him and saw a normal room. There was a closet, a bed, a table and cushions to sit on. "Sit down wherever you want. I don't really care." he said, then sat on his bed and looked at you. His eyes were still cold, but there was a small smirk on his lips that made you blush.

"T-thank you." you said, bowed down a little, and then sat down on one of the cushions on the ground. You basically kneel in front of him since you sit on your calves.

"So, what's your name?" he asked, his eyes piercing right through you. You stuttered as you told him your name. "You can call me Mikey, Peach." your cheek flushed into a darker pink shade. He called you Peach. "How old are you, Peach?" he leaned back against the wall at his bed. "18…" you answered, and he hummed in response. You both stared at each other for a moment before you decided to say something, but you were interrupted when his phone began to ring. He sighed in annoyance when he rose from the bed and took the phone in his hand. "I will be back in a moment, Sugar." before walking out and closing the door behind him. 

Now you remained behind in the bedroom of a man you just met. You knew what was expected of this situation, and you were still contemplating if that was what you wanted to do, and while your consciousness told you no, your body didn’t want to obey. "Mikey…" you whispered his name. You wanted to feel it roll off your tongue. Something about this man was intoxicating. You weren't able to quite pinpoint what it was, but you knew that it wasn't good. It felt bad, but in the best way possible. It felt like he would grab you and drag you right into his nightmare. Your thoughts trailed away from you. You thought of your friend in the club for a moment and what she would think if she knew where you went and with whom. You thought about your parents, who only said yes because they trusted your friend, and you thought about all the work you put into being a responsible and good person. It felt like this man was the complete opposite of you. As if, while you tried your hardest to be good….he seemed like he never did. He was just himself...and maybe that was what you were craving. That freedom, that risk...

You snapped back when the door opened again, and he came back inside. On his forehead, you saw a vein poking out, which made it obvious that whatever he had to handle over the phone, was not to his liking. You can't help but be worried. "Is everything okay?" you asked politely and he looked at you with an unreadable expression…..suprise, maybe confusion? Regardless, it went back to the tiny smirk right away "Nothing you have to worry that pretty little head of yours for, sugar" that made you flush again. "U-uhm okay…. I'm sorry for prying" he chuckled and shook his head. That chuckle hit you in a way that you didn't expect. It made your blush turn darker and caused a weird, warm sensation in your abdomen. Your breathing quickens, and you had to avert your eyes. That chuckle….it was….menacing. It was charming, dark and had the feel of a villain in a story. The villain that would kidnap the princess and torture her until the end of eternity…...and you loved it with every fiber of your being.

"What's wrong, sugar? Am I making you nervous?" His smirk grew, and you knew he was mocking you. You repositioned your glasses in a feeble attempt to keep your composure. You pulled down your skirt a little. Even when you weren't looking at him, you knew his eyes were looking right at you, and that made that warm feeling in your core just grow hotter and hotter. It was almost unbearable. You almost felt dizzy as you looked back up at him. He walked back over to his bed and dropped himself on it. He leaned against the wall again and then petted the bed next to him for you to sit with him. You stood up with shaky legs as you felt something warm run down your leg, and for a moment you thought you peed yourself, but this was a different feeling. He saw everything, and his eyes grew even darker and his smirk even wider. He held out his hand for you to grab onto, and once you took it….it was over. You were stuck. Fallen under his spell. This dark lord...this sorcerer had you all wrapped up. He pulled you into his lap so that you sat in front of him, your back against his chest. Your brain is all fuzzed up. "You are such a tease, sugar. All about you responds to me as if I'm all that's on your mind~" he whispers into your ear. You felt his breath against your ear. He pressed his nose into the coo of your neck. Your breath is only coming out in shallow and quick huffs. His hand wandered to your thigh. "You would probably not stop me, regardless of what I do to you, right, sugar?" You felt like a doll in his hands. He was right. There was no fighting back. Every time he touched your skin, it felt like he left behind a burning sensation. You gave out a small whimper. "I can smell how wet your are already~ didn't even have to touch you yet~" his fingers ran up your thigh until they reached under your skirt. Your cheeks turn darker. "Cat got your tongue? That's okay~ that's how I like them the most. Obedient and quiet until asked to speak~" you whined as he draws circles around your inner thigh. "I'm so mean for teasing you, huh? You want me to finally do it? Touch you?..... I feel like no one ever touched you like this, huh, sugar? I can't wait to ruin you~" His fingers reached your covered pussy, and you threw your head back on his shoulder and closed your eyes. This was new. It was new, and it felt so wrong and taboo. He was drawing lazy circles over your covered bundle of nerves, and all you could do was lay there in his arms, at his mercy, moaning and whining for that sensation. 

"Fuck, sugar, you're already drenched, and I barely even did anything to you~. makes me want to eat you out so badly. I will devour you, little girl~" he grabbed onto your Panties and pulled them off your legs before holding them in his hand and pressing them in your face for a moment. "Here, can you smell that? It's all you and how much you crave me~ take a deep wiff for me, princess~" then he throws it on the ground. His hand found its way back between your legs, in your skirt, and began to rub up and down your folds, spreading the slick of your juices. Your brain left the building ages ago. Your body is only acting on instinct. His other hand kept your body upright against his chest. He chuckled when he slowly pushed his middle finger inside your tight hole, which caused you to moan out loud and squint your eyes shut. "Keep those pretty eyes open, baby... I want to see them…..fuck...you're so tight...I only put one finger in, and you already clenched around it and barely let me move~"  he began to pump his finger in and out while rubbing your tiny clit with his thumb. You slowly opened your eyes and tilted your head to look into his eyes as he kept fingering you. "Don't forget to breathe, sugar. I wouldn't want you to pass out before we reach the main course." All you could do was nod at him. When he slid the second finger in, your hand found its way to his arm, and your fingers dug into his skin. You felt the veins on his arm and his muscles. It didn't even bother him that you held on to him like that. He began to lick your neck before giving you a firm bit on it. You whimper and whine as he kept pumping into you. You felt a knot bundle up in your abdomen, "ahh, ahh- I'm….I'm gonna-" he interrupted you. "Let it happen, sugar. Do it." and with that, you shouted as you released all over his fingers.

Your vision turned blurry, and your breathing was out of control. He pulled his fingers out of you, which caused you to whine. You saw how he put his fingers in his mouth and sucked them clean of your juices. It made you moan. He then gripped the back of your neck and forced a kiss on your lips. It was fiery, hungry and desperate. You could taste yourself on his tongue as he dominated the kiss with his experience and power. When he let go of you, a line of drool connected your lips. "It's time for me to eat, sugar~. I have a sweet tooth, and you are just the dessert that I want to feast on~" he grabbed onto you and placed you on the bed. He grabbed onto the zipper of the dress and slid the dress over your body. Leaving you with nothing but your bra. "Let's get that off too~" and with that, your bra found the ground as well. He spread your legs and pressed them against your chest to open you wide for him. "Fuck….and nobody ever got to see this before? Fucking shame….but I guess it's good~. This pretty pussy, gonna be all mine~" You were still too delirious to even realize what was happening until he gave you a long and drawn out lick from the bottom of your folds to the top, until he found your clit. He gave it some firm licks before wrapping his lips around it and sucking on it hungrily. Your hands found his hair and pushed him deeper as you moaned and shouted his name. "So fucking delicious~ I could die eating you out. Fuck…" you saw him palming his election through the fabric of his pants and groaning against your cunt, which runs shivers down your spine. "Keep those pretty eyes open, gorgeous. I want to see you cum in my mouth." His tongue invaded your hole, and you felt the feeling in your lower body build up again. Your grip on his hair grew tighter, and he noticed that you were close, so he used even more force behind his tongue. One of his hands began to rub your clit while he licked your hole. There was no holding back anymore as your legs started to shake uncontrollably as you shouted his name and cum all over his face. He straightened his back and sat up. He licked his lips, but all your juices were still running down his jaw and chin.

He pulled down his pants, just enough to reveal his large manhood. His cock was huge. It was huge and girthy, with a pink tip that was oozing out so much precum. It was intimidating and he could see your brain work through your eyes. He gave your pussy a firm slap, which made you whine out. He leaned back down to capture your lips In a kiss before wrapping his hand around your neck. You felt his hips rub against your abdomen. There was no stopping him. "Fuck. I wanna go easy on you but there is no way I can hold back, sugar~" and with that, he held your legs back against your chest. You could feel his tip rubbing against your lips. You couldn't hold back the moans at all. Your eyes were tear struck from all the overstimulation. "Can't….to much~" was all you could bring out bit you saw in his eyes that there was no stopping him. Your glasses start to fog up a little through all the heat in the room. He took off his shirt and threw it across the room. "I hope you are ready, sugar, because I can't wait anymore" and while you were still startled over how quick everything just went he pushed it in, in one motion. A sharp pain pierced through your body and made you scream out. Tears ran down your cheeks as you cried in pain "Out! Pull out! Please stop!" you sobbed and begged but he didn't stop pistoning his hips back and forth. Instead of stopping, he leaned further over you and placed his hand over your mouth. His face finds the coo of your neck as he breathed heavily before speaking "shhhh! It's gonna be feeling good, sugar~ just bare with me, babygirl. Fuck….I can't stop….fuck fuck…" he kept on thrusting into you "it feels so fucking good, sugar~. You might say no but your pussy keeps sucking me in~" He gave your ass a sharp smack, which made you cry more and more. After a while, the pain slowly replaced itself with ecstacy and pleasure. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders before he finally let go of your mouth. No more screaming but moaning left your mouth. He locked his arms under your knees and angered your hips in a way that he hit even deeper than before. Your mind completely blanked off. He took off your glasses and put them aside as he kept thrusting into you. You swear, you could feel him in the back of your throat from how deep he was. He bullied your cervix with every pump of his hips. The knot in your stomach is building up again and you moans grow more and more erratic. A white ring was built around the base of his cock. He kissed and bite your neck, giving you hickies. "Do it, sugar. Cream all over me~" again that chuckle. You lost it and came all over his cock. 

He didn't stop. He continuously kept fucking into you. "Fuck, I'm close, sugar~ you will let me cum inside? Right? Fuck, I know you will be a good girl~" 

After a few more thrusts, he shot his cum deep inside of you but kept on moving to push it extra deep. After a while, you felt that he didn't stop moving, and that gave you the shocking revelation that he is still rock hard.

You looked up into his face. Your eyes widened in surprise when you see his expression. His face had no smirk on it anymore. No nothing. It was just a look of determination. It looked like his mind blacked out, and it's only acting on some sort of dark impulse. His eyes are dark, piercing right through you. He stopped talking and only grunted and growled like an animal. This was different from before. Right now, you are his prey, and he is the hunter. You felt the next climax approaching and held onto him because you felt like you would fall apart If this kept on going for too much longer. His hand found its way around your neck again and kept on pressing down. Chocking you, and making you fight for air. You came all over him once more and felt like you were on the brink of losing consciousness before you heard him shout out once more before he shot another load of hot, sticky cum inside your used hole.

Finally, he slowed down and eventually stopped. He collapsed on you and panted. You felt him tremble on top of you. Something seemed wrong. His face shifted to one that could only be compared to that of a child. He was scared. You wrapped your arms around him and hugged him tight. Holding his head in your chest. Your hand tangled its fingers with his hair while the other hand was rubbing his back. 

His arms slowly wrapped around your hips. His cock was still buried inside of you, but he was not hard anymore. He held you tight, and a silent sob was audible. "There is no way in fucking hell that I will let you go. You are mine now. You hear me??! Mine. You were made for me…….mine. Only mine."

In a way, this felt like sealing a deal with the devil himself, yet you weren't afraid….rather it felt like pure bliss. 

This man could ruin your life, and you were okay with that. 

"Only yours." you breathed out before passing out.

You fell asleep with a wide smile on your lips, and the man who claimed your body was on top of you.

It felt good. It felt right, and you knew that he would never let you go anymore….and that's alright with you.

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[baby-tini]

Oooo how would Miley in all timelines react to reader getting his name tatted on her?? :)

Toman!Mikey- It was actually an accident, the way he found out anyway. It was an impulsive decision, when you were out, one of the rare times he lets you go out, with your friends, albeit a bit tipsy, you had the great idea too get it done at the tattoo parlor right by the bar. When you got home, he wasn't there yet, and all the drinking had tired you out, not even taking off your make-up when you got home, only waking up when it was the early morning too take a shower. While in the process of taking off your clothes he had come in, his eyes spotting the tattoo almost instantaneously. All I'm gonna say, based on the activities that took place after that, he loved it

Manila!Mikey- He did it himself. The probability of you being able too leave too get the tattoo is very low. He wanted you too get it though, so he just decided too do it himself, because again, he is a wanted criminal, I'm not sure if it's a multi country wanted situation, or he's just wanted in Japan, either way, he's still wanted. So he can't really leave and take you to a shop too get it done, nor do you have the freedom too leave and him not know about it, even if you went at night, he's a really light sleeper so you wouldn't really get away with it.

Kanto!Mikey- It was automatic, you didn't even have a choice when it came too getting a tattoo of his name, with version of Mikey anywhere. Whether you agreed too be in a relationship or he took an interest in you, it doesn't matter, you're gonna get the tattoo. He does however let you choose when you want it but you don't get too choose where you get it, he would put it somewhere obvious, and in a place where it can easily be seen.

Bonten!Mikey- He was actually the one that wanted you too get it done. You had suggested that you get the Bonten tattoo at first, but he immediately shut that idea down, because you didn't belong to Bonten, you belonged to him. He was the one that took you too get it done, it was a pretty rushed process, because it was only the next day, after he suggested it, that he took you too get it done.

Racer!Mikey- You got it for his birthday, while he was away at work, you went with Emma too get it done. Even after Mikey got off work, Emma told Draken too distract him, take him out with the rest of the ex-Toman members for a birthday celebration. You didn't tell him about it when you got home, you wanted him too find out on his own, and the best way for you too get him too do that was sex. So that's what you had egged on that night, and the way his eyes immediately fell to your chest after he had taken off your shirt. The words "Manjiro Sano" tattooed over your heart and he decided then and there that he wanted too marry you.

[loupy-mongoose]

This part got pretty long, so I shall put it under a read more bar.

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The gall of that girl! What does she think she’s doing, showing up out of nowhere to accuse my kid of ruining someone else’s mental state??

The Lindens and Mr. Fuji had gone back into the house. Akoya was pacing around in the entryway, fuming. Randy lifted his hand and opened his mouth to speak, but she wasn’t finished. Why can’t this Jovie do anything to help him? It’s not Lav’s job to manage his feelings!

Hon. Her husband managed to cut in. Calm down, please. I understand you're upset, but we need to talk this out.

What's to talk out?? That kid's nuts if she thinks we're going to go kiss Nico's boo-boos!

Akoya!

The white-haired woman went silent, meeting Randy's eyes. He was stern, his face pleading for her to heed his request. After a moment, Akoya took a deep breath. Sorry... Sorry. She crossed her arms, putting a final punctuation on her feelings.

Randy gave her a little sympathetic hug before turning to Lav.

His daughter's eyes shimmered with tears and she clung to herself. He approached her and wrapped her in his arms, noting that the top of her head came up a little higher on him than it used to.

In his arms, she broke down sobbing. Akoya's expression softened, and she came to join in the hug.

After Lav had calmed down a little, Randy sighed. Let's go sit and talk.

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Lav sat snuggled up to her dad's side on the couch, shivering, her mind swimming. Eventually she spoke.

She said her name was Jamie Wild Rennard… Does… that name mean anything to you guys?

Her parents shook their heads. But Mr. Fuji appeared thoughtful. It sounds familiar to me. But I can't place why.

Randy gently brushed his fingers through his frazzled daughter's hair.

Your mom is right that you’re not responsible for how Nico responds to the… unfortunate turn out meeting took. You understand that, right?

Lav took a moment, but nodded. She sniffed.

Her dad held her close. It's not you're fault.

The purple-haired girl's voice shook. It's not my fault... It's not my fault...

They all went quiet for a moment, each running through their own thoughts.

He's not your responsibility...

But...

Lav looked up at him questioningly.

I think it would be worthwhile to go.

Akoya gave him a dumbfounded look. What??

He won't let her connect mentally like she wishes they could. He turned his attention to Lav. This could be your chance to talk to him about it all. To say what you want to say. He went on, ignoring the look of disbelief his wife was giving him. Even if she doesn't want to... I do.

Everyone present looked at him in stunned silence.

We can't deny that we parted in an unfavorable way. It could be worth it to settle things before we leave Kanto.

Akoya's eyes flashed with terror. A-Are you sure that's a good idea, Love? With... With what happened... Are you sure that's safe?

He looked at her, his eyes deep with sympathy and reassurance. I believe I'll be fine, Hon. If you want, you can stay here with Lav.

No. Where you go, I go. She shook her head. Look, Love, I.. I get it, but... I still don't think this is a good idea... What if-- Randy put up a hand to stop her.

Let's sleep on it. We have two days to decide, right? We don't need to figure it out right this moment.

Akoya hesitated, but then sighed and nodded. ...Alright. That sounds good.

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Two days later, Lav stood anxiously in front of the house, leaning against the wall and fixing her eyes on the sky.

Finally, she saw what she was waiting for, and took a deep breath. She cracked open the door.

She's here.

Like last time she'd come, the small red-headed girl hopped off of the saddle on the Crobat's back. Her narrowed blue eyes scanned them all carefully. Akoya gently shuffled and placed her arm protectively in front of the duffle bag draped over her shoulder

I hear you want to go.

Lav noticed a wave of confusion come from her dad. Yes... That's what we've decided. After a moment, she realized where his confusion had come from; She heard they want to go? She could've seen it, but heard? But Randy didn't address it.

The girl nodded curtly. She reached into one of the bags on the back side of her belt. Are any of you afraid to fly? The three Lindens shook their heads. Good. That makes things easy.

She tossed a couple Pokeballs into the air, where they opened and beams of energy shot down to the ground. As the energy faded, a Dragonite and an unusually colored Flygon appeared. The Dragonite had a saddle, but the Flygon was bare.

Jamie put her Pokeballs away and placed her hand gently on the cheek of the Flygon, who appeared nervous. I'm taking Darren, here. I wasn't expecting three of you when I came, so I didn't bring enough flyers. Can two of you share the Dragonite?

The Lindens exchanged glances and nodded.

Lav took her dad's hand and let him pull her up onto the Dragonite's saddle in front of him. Akoya settled onto the Crobat.

Oh, by the way... Jamie gestured to the Crobat. That's Percy... Then the Dragonite. And this is Sheila.

Lavender smiled at her mount. Hi, Sheila!

Sheila turned her head to Lav and chuffed a good-natured hello, but didn't meet the girls eyes. Lav looked back at Jamie, who was unrolling a foot-long plastic ribbon. She tied it to the strap on her shoulder.

Randy turned to Mr. Fuji, standing on the ground beside Sheila. We'll try to stop by again before we leave. But if we don't... thank you so much for everything, Itsuki.

The man seemed startled by the use of his first name, but he smiled warmly. It's been my pleasure, Randy. It's definitely been an exciting visit.

The two of them shook hands. Mr. Fuji went and said his goodbyes to Lavender and Akoya as well.

Jamie climbed onto Darren's back, speaking softly to him and comfortingly rubbing his head. Lav saw the Flygon's apparent anxiety fade. She then turned to face the family.

Ready to go?

The Lindens all nodded.

And the three Pokemon leaped into the sky.

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And with that, I believe that's farewell to Mr. Fuji. I doubt I'll draw or write them going back to say their final farewell when the time comes, but we'll have to see. Maybe I'll do some heartfelt sendoff later.

Note; I know it's been a long time, but his first name has been stated before. I figure he's used to people referring to him as Mr. Fuji, so he doesn't think anything of it when they call him that long term.

[macabrecabra]

Now can't have the Silph Bros having a gang without the prominent members of it! Introducing the Nightshade Mafia members under the direct command of Ghast, formerly Hauts' underlings.

Exception is Hund. Hund is only ever with Gen 100% because he's the 100% competent good boy.

Read more for more info and some design notes on each!

Hund VonDoom (Hounddoom)

The ever loyal butler, bodyguard, and all around the one person Gen tells everything to, Hund is often regarded as a member of the family for how he is always with Gen. He is a silent sort, never speaks unless spoken to and follows orders faithfully without question. Probably the only person Gen trusts without a second thought.

The question most have is if Gen and Hund are actually a couple or not which is hard to say as Gen says nothing about it and Hund is a quiet judgmental look to all. However, it can't be understated that no one probably knows Gen best than Hund.

Design Notes: I just imagined this bodyguard of Gen who hides the lower half of their face in their collar, giving them a kind of stern and mysterious look as a minion. Hounddoom because they are good boys and Hund would def have that guard dog vibe!

Kofco & Whezle Smogbur (Wheezing)

With the strange evolution of pokemon without humans about, the Wheezing evolution has taken a turn! Usually the two parts of Wheezing are surgically removed, leaving the two as close brothers. Such an ascension is seen highly in the Koffing community, thus Kofco and Whezle command some level of respect among their fellows.

The two have a rough and tough street-wise attitude and like to think they are the big pokemon on the block, more than willing to get into a scrap and show people who get in the way of the mafia who's boss.... until things get sticky, then they are both looking for the door in a blast of gas attack.

Design Notes: When I started to design their outfits, I kept thinking of Jasper and Horace from 101 Dalmations and the style of clothing they wore and it just really stuck in my head! The tiny hats on their heads was just the icing on the cake <3

Arbel Jessic (Arbok)

Arbel is a classy snake who is in the criminal business to satisfy her lavish spending habits and get access to all the best fashion at a discount. She is not above getting her hands dirty or taking charge of her dumb co-workers is need be. Can be the voice of reason at times in the group, tampering down the chaotic leanings that can happen. She is looking for love and loves to date in her free time, looking for the one.

She can be a bit vain though and when someone makes a comment about her looks she doesn't like, she will be quick to anger and to lash out. She gets along best with Victor in the group, mostly because Victor doesn't know what she is saying half the time... Design Notes: I was channeling Jessie from Team Rocket when making Arbel, just wanting a strong lady in the gang and just really brought the design together in the end <3 the patterns she has is different than official Arbok art as I feel each Arbok has its own special markings!

Victor Belkavitch (Victreebel)

An immigrant from another region, Victor came to Kanto for a new start in life and to take care of his very large extended family of cousins, nephews, grandparents, aunts, and uncles that followed after him. He fell in with the Nightshade Mafia for his impressive work in a bar shootout and has been with them ever since as the pay is good and he does not have to talk much. He is still learning the local language of Kanto and struggles at times with things.

He is the largest one in the gang and can brute strength a lot of things. Loyal to his co-workers whom he treats as family, he is a dependable sort and not above sticking a fight out to keep others safe. Also he is of a pokemon kind that is not above swallowing things whole, including other pokemon when ordered.

Design Notes: As soon as he was named Victor, his design of leather jacket and dark jeans was set in stone as a nod to the dress of gangs/mafias that are found in Eastern Europe. A hat didn't really fit as he had that leaf to be his hat. I just like Victreebels....

Wolbert Buffet (Wobbuffet)

They have been the mafia since it was form as a best friend of Hauts. They actually have the other half of Hauts' hat so between them is the whole hat which means a lot to both of them. Wolbert can come across as rather energetic and a bit absentminded about things, more emotional than most, but more than willing to take the brunt of an attack without hesitation. They took news of Hauts' death hard but remained in the gang to keep an eye on Ghast and make sure he doesn't get into trouble.

They really want to help Ghast in leading the mafia, but they themselves aren't really good at leadership things as motivating people is hard. They just yell loudly and act like they have an idea of what they are doing most of the time. They really shine when it comes to being in a fight or having to get through doors with their sticky fingers.

Design Notes: Wolbert was, by far, the hardest one to design of the gang. Wobbuffet has a simple design that I had to translate into a more anthropomorphic style. Also it felt better with their body type that they probably favor dresses or skirts, so they got a blend of a suit and skirt! Also no shoes, but nice socks!

Gilliad Gligland (Gligar)

Gilliad is the new face on the block and the only one of the mafia who never knew Hauts. Ghast has adopted them as their best friend as a result, teaching them how to be a real ganster! Gilliad is a tad gullible as a result, believing everything they are told. still green about the gills, they get really scared by being in situations and stumble a lot. He's still learning!

Design Note: Given that Gligar has the webbing for gliding, it felt important that their outfit gave them access to their ability naturally and that clothing was designed around them. It is something I'm keeping in mind with designs to take in the pokemon's anatomy when humanizing them! Also having a goofy friend for Ghast was key, so they share similar fashion and being goofy little boys!

[krysfatale]

Karaoke Bar&Cafe🐉

On this lot, I found a very cozy and atmospheric cafe, the interior of which I found on Instagram, as well as a karaoke bar with 3 floors. On the ground floor there is a bar, a TV area and a toilet, on the second floor there is a karaoke bar and on the third floor there is a small place where you can smoke hookah. I hope you and your families will enjoy your time here. I also wanted to say that, I`am using my own preset for the Gshade, as well as the lighting from @softerhaze, so I don't know what it will look like in your game.

Lot Info:

Placed on "Chee-wít Chee-waa Kanto" in Tomarang

Lot Type: Bar

Lot Traits: No

Lot Size: 20*15

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[katesimblr]

Chee-wít Chee-waa Kanto Apartments

I have built an Asian apartment block to match the new pack. Below you will find a small street food market, a supermarket and an Asian snack bar. There are three apartments above. One of them has one bedroom, the other two apartments have two bedrooms each.

Thanks to all creators who made this house possible with their CC, like @13pumpkin31, @chicklet, @k-hippie, @kkbsmm, @msteaqueen, @Pocci, @radioactivedotcom, @thetrashisoutcc and many many more.

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[plushbaecrafts]

Pink Poliwag can only be found on the mysterious Pinkan Island!  Unlike regular Poliwags, the rare pink variety hate getting dirty and avoid muddy riverbanks at all costs!  Instead, they live in only the cleanest ponds where the water is crystal clear.  They're very popular amongst Pokemon Performers because they love to dress up in cute accessories.

Pink Poliwag was part of my first Pink Pokemon collection!  It has already been adopted, but look out for a new collection with pink Kanto designs soon!  She is made of soft minky with a machine embroidered face and belly.  She is approximately 7.5" tall.  Her bow is removable via a bar pin!  Body made from a modified pattern by @sewdesune.

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[thunderin-brainstorm]

it's not easy having a name that's just two letters of an alphabet that isn't used in this world! the vast majority of people RB meets in Hisui speak Sinjori, the modern descendant of a former common language called Ranseigo, aka fantasy Japanese. Hisuian Sinjori remains close enough that the Galaxy Team personnel from Kanto, Johto, and Hoenn can still easily communicate with them. while apparently Arceus was kind enough to brain-blast her with the ability to speak Sinjori upon getting dumped into this world (but not the ability to read or write it, dammit), that doesn't change the fact that RB's name is, uh, going to be a little lost in pronunciation for most Sinjori speakers. she doesn’t usually try to correct them, but it takes her a hot minute to recognize when someone’s calling for her like this

Professor Laventon speaks Galrish of course, which is something she doesn’t figure out until a good three or four months into her stay in Jubilife. lucky for her, Galrish is identical to English, so it’s nice to have someone she can speak her native language with again (even if Galrish doesn’t use the Latin alphabet, still rendering her functionally illiterate). unluckily, something about the British accent does make RB feel like he’s calling her Arby instead. she knows that there’s no real difference in pronunciation, that she really can’t begrudge him or anyone in Hisui for not saying her name precisely as she wants them to, but this small detail in a veritable ton of general cultural differences is still a little disheartening regardless…

until she meets Ingo and is DELIGHTED when this stranger not only pronounces her name perfectly despite the Sinjori, he also automatically and effortlessly executes the smoothest handshake she’s ever experienced (which honestly isn’t a high bar, as she’s instinctively tried for a handshake with just about everyone she’s met in Hisui and been met with blank awkward looks every time). it’s a very gratifying moment of validation that is only somewhat lessened by the fact she is at the moment drugged to the gills from a Turtwig’s spore attack and is struggling to stay awake, but that’s neither here nor there

[tetsutits]

𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐒 — kakucho x fem!reader.

# kantou manji kaku, three deities aftermath, established relationship, relationship angst, hurt/comfort, suggestive (making out), injury/blood. (wc. ~2k) barely edited im sorry :(

In the quiet streets of late-night Kanto, Japan, where the bars are closing down, and the harsh winds speak hushed whispers into cold skin, you sit on a worn out couch in a worn out building with a first-aid kit in your lap.

Even with the box being as little as a jewelry one, it almost feels like a bag of bricks with how your worry adds to the weight.

“kaku’...” you whisper, scared to break the little bubble of tension in the room, a little furrow in your brow, “I’m worried about you.”

his eyes flicker between the wooden floors and his hands in his lap, pinned in hyperfocus as he worries his lower lip between his teeth.

“you don’t need to,” he says, voice low, “I don't want you to carry any extra weight… especially if it's me.”

as soon as the words leave his mouth, your eyes can’t help but well up in tears, threatening to fall and wet your cheeks.

you suck in a harsh breath, as if it would do anything to calm the surge of emotions in your heart, “h-how can I not?”

kakucho furrows his brows, squeezing and unsqueezing his fist, watching the blood on his knuckles ooze out from the deep cuts. It doesn’t hurt him anymore, he thinks nothing could at this point. If you break a finger, you can heal it, if you break a leg, you can heal that too, if you get shot, chances are you will survive.

he throws his entire body in fights with no regard to his physical health — he knows the consequences wouldn’t hurt him much anyway.

but you?

It hurts you to see him like this. It hurts you more than it hurts him. the type of hurt that can’t just heal overnight. the type of hurt that will bleed over and over no matter how many times it's healed and scarred over. and he thinks he could never get over the look of pure agony in your eyes at first glance – which is why he sits here, in this dark room, with you by his side aiding his wounds and his eyes glued to the floor, trying to tell you that he’s not worth your tears or your worry.

he can’t meet your eyes.

he feels a warm palm against his cheek, a little wet from what he assumes are your tears.

“please, just look at me,” you voice breaks. at this point the lump in his throat feels like he’s swallowed an entire rock. he doesn’t dare say another word, but he complies, moving his head to the side to look at your achingly beautiful face.

his heart squeezes in his chest. it hurts him to see you like this — more than you’d ever know. he doesn’t know how to handle being genuinely cared for, being loved, but you? you’ve loved him like it was breathing. you’ve cared for him like it was second nature.

and he doesn’t know how to handle it, how could he? when he’s been raised with no parents, no siblings, no family and no friends and no one to look after him, even after izana died. If anything, the guilt he feels inside him could consume him. he doesn’t deserve you. and you shouldn’t be here, staying up late at night, just so you could patch him up.

It's always fight after fight, after fight.

and it’s all the same. and you’re always there. as stubborn as you are, nothing he says to you will get you to leave him. and he just can’t understand why you’re still here.

“i… don’t want you to cry.” he manages, “you don’t deserve this. you deserve so much better.”

—than what I'm giving, he wants to say. but the words never make it across to you.

you stroke his bruised cheek so softly, so calmly, he thinks he could stay here with you forever. just savoring the way your fingertips leak love into his damaged skin. and sometimes, he thinks it’s a problem. that you have too much love. so much that it overflows inside you and seeps from your soft fingers.

and he soaks it up as if he can never get enough of it — enough of you. there’s love in everything you do, and he finds himself being swept up with the way you leave your love everywhere you go. when you touch him, he can feel it deep within his soul. like the damage inside him can only be ever healed by you, like you’re the only remedy to the deep cuts he has inside him.

“I'm here because I love you.” you whisper. “there’s no ‘better’, kaku. there’s only you.”

you set the kit down on the coffee table, and make your way back to him, now holding his face in both your palms so you could look straight at him.

“I don't want anyone else, but you.”

he feels a thick thump in his throat, blocking and sealing it shut so that he doesn’t dare speak. no matter how much he swallows down the guilt and pain, it resurfaces ten times stronger. tilting his head, he leans into your touch and closes his eyes, savoring the way you hold him like delicate glass.

“i don’t understand why you’re doing this…” he says, voice sullen. “you keep hurting yourself by being here and…. i keep hurting you.”

the atmosphere surrounding you both is soft, melancholy; but you don’t comment about it. he feels you breathe in, sniffing back your tears and trying yourself to keep yourself together before your tears start to fall once more.

“well you’re not trying to hurt me, are you?”

he snaps his head up, furrowing his brows, “i, no, of course not, i would nev-“

“kakucho,” you say, wiping your eyes with a little smile on your lips, “i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again,”

he watches as you move while you speak, settling over his thighs and on his lap, the little skirt you wear rides up and he quickly pins his gaze back to you.

“i’m here because i want to be here.” you whisper, still cradling his face in your hands. “you don’t have to do this alone... let me carry your pain with you.”

he looks up at you like a lost puppy, and then hurriedly buries his face into your chest to hide the watering of his eyes. his heart burns in his chest, and he has no idea what to do with himself anymore. he thanks the gods above for the blessing that is you, for he doesn’t know what he’s ever done in his life to earn something as gentle and caring as you are.

“i don’ know what i did t’deserve you.” he speaks, but the words are muffled by your shirt. “a fuckin’ angel on earth, god.”

you giggle, sniffing away the last of your tears. you hold him like this, for who knows how long. just stroking the back of his head and letting him rest against your chest. you feel his strong arms wrap around you like a cage, like he wants to keep you safe from all the evil and harm in the world. he pins you to him and you let him, just sitting in silence and finding comfort in each others hold.

the two of you don’t speak for a while. just soaking in the warmth of each other, and you feel him tilt his head up so he can breathe deep into the crook of your neck, skimming his nose over the soft skin like a prized cat showering their owner in love.

“kaku,” you whisper, lifting his face with two fingers.

“yes, baby?” he hums, a deep sound resonating within, looking up at you with half lidded eyes. you lean closer to him, nudging the tip of his nose with yours and massaging the firm muscles of his shoulders.

you plant one, two, three soft kisses on his lips. another on the dark bruise forming over his cheekbone, one more on his eyebrow, and lastly one on his forehead like it would heal the open wound.

you giggle, “you look like you’re enjoying this too much.”

he smiles and his eyes fall shut, “‘cant get enough.”

“yeah?” you kiss him once more on the lips, this time deeper and with more passion, “good thing we have all night.”

he groans into your mouth, chasing your sweet lips every time you pull away. you loop your arms around his neck while he grips your behind to yank you even closer to him, letting his thighs spread apart further.

and he really means it when he says he can’t get enough, greedily sucking your lower lip and swiping his tongue over it. one hand comes up to hold you softly by the jaw, a small command, yet leaves you lightheaded at the fact that he always craves control with you.

moving his thumb to your chin, he lightly pulls down so your plush lips drop open, giving his tongue better access to tangle with yours. his other arm is rooted in place, wrapped around you so he could keep you near him at all times.

“fuck,” he groans, “you drive me insane.”

the ache in your core is undeniable, and you feel him just as needy as you are with the tent forming in his pants. it’s all too much — your whimpers are swallowed up by his mouth, all while his hips cant up into yours. if he pushes up just a little more, with a little more force, and grips you a tiny bit harder you think you’ll—

“god, get a fucking room.”

you pull away from him with a gasp, slapping a hand over your mouth.

“what the fuck are you —“

“you didn’t hear the door open, dumbass,” ran rolls his eyes, “too busy sucking face.”

kakucho lowers you down on the couch next to him and stands up, anger building behind his eyes. “who the fuck said you could come in?”

“i told you i was coming,”

“a-and you don’t knock?!” you pipe up, heat crawling up your face all the way to your ears.

ran pushes the door fully open and walks in like he owns the damn place. “sorry, sweetheart. didn’t know you were here,” he winks at you.

“yeah? well she is. you can leave now, by the way. don’t forget to close the door on your way out, too.”

you hide your embarrassed smile behind your hand, seeing that the older haitani scans your form up and down with a smirk on his face gets your boyfriend heated like nothing else. they always manage to get on his nerves, especially when it comes to you.

“alright, alright! i’m leaving, damn,” ran says as soon as kakucho starts to push him out of the room, “you treat your guests like shit, kakucho.”

“when they barge in like you.”

ran stops right at the door to peek his head in one last time, “you enjoy your night, darling.”

his words have you looking away in embarrassment, finding the double-meaning behind his words. you hide your face in your hands.

“we will. now get out.”

[kafus]

okay i just talked to every NPC in veilstone because it's been a long time and man sinnoh's NPCs are peak, at least out of the 2D games i feel like they provide the most humor and the most random lore tidbits and stuff. i love this region. i'm going to talk about it

first off sinnoh is full of little things like this. random dialogue/flavor text that ties back to the mythos of the region. i love how widespread the sinnoh myths are

i'm also obsessed with when there's two NPCs that link together like this. you talk to one and you move on and then you talk to another and you're like oh! lmao. by the way the rage candy bars being here is cool because sinnoh is canonically connected to johto through the sinjoh ruins and the rage candy bars are from johto, which means they're imported and sold here. in general i'm obsessed with the locations in pokemon that have special treats associated with them, like the pewter crunchies of pewter city in kanto, or the lava cookies from lavaridge in hoenn. iconic

btw don't worry lady literally everyone sucks at making poffins. unless you have four players it's pretty much impossible to make poffins that are better than the storebought ones. good luck getting four people with rare berries who are good at the minigame to play with you, ESPECIALLY in 2023 jesus christ. the basement poffins are OPTIMAL

anyway in speaking of linking NPCs, these two - i wonder if the dialogue in the french version of this game is turned into english? they did that for lt. surge's french pikachu trade, the french versions of HGSS make the pikachu english instead lol. but anyway as usual it's very fascinating to me how much pokemon loves to drop foreign language in its titles, and fittingly i know a lot of people with english as their second language got interested in learning english from a young age due to wanting to play pokemon. how many kids do you think got interested in french because of dialogue like this. the girl even implies what the meaning of his words is

veilstone isn't short on game hints either, useless to me now as an adult longterm pokemon player who knows all this stuff already but still really cool to see. if sinnoh is your first time playing pokemon, those hints on trade evos and stuff are always appreciated.

of course, funny dialogue too that got a wheeze out of my nose, not uncommon for pokemon NPC dialogue SDKFSFDK some of this shit takes me so offguard it's like extra funny

like GIRL ISN'T THAT WHAT A PARASOL IS FOR????

edit: my DUMB ASS (lighthearted) has been reminded that parasols are for the sun and are NOT an umbrella equivalent. okay she makes more sense now LOOL

also LOOKER JUSTIFYING HIS GAMBLING :skull emoji: this shit is taking me out. see this is useful because it's like oh galactic is really all over this city huh. not only their massive building but they have their logo in the fucking slot machines, they probably have some amount of ownership over this place like team rocket did over the celadon game corner. but also it's funny because SDFSDFK

OH AND MAYLENE'S DAD IS JUST... HERE? generic NPC. generic sprite. no name. he's just here. maylene's dad. you know, one of the gym leaders. help girl

anyways i'm aware i basically just posted most of the dialogue in veilstone city verbatim but I JUST THINK IT'S INTERESTING! I MISS WHEN POKEMON GAMES WERE FULL OF DIALOGUE LIKE THIS AHHHH i have more to say about the galactic lore but i'm running out of image space and i need to use the bathroom and get some food so i'll post about that a little later

[itsruki]

Possible smut/ Masterlist:

(pinned post)

MDNI

18+ only

I want to write more Smut (Headcanons and normal Fanfictions.)

Don't hold me to that (these are just Ideas, and I'm new to writing this stuff)

I'm taking requests of the Masterlist btw. I'm not creative on my own (at least not all the time)

Headcanon:

Random Thoughts 1 (18+)

Random Thoughts 2

Random Thoughts 3

Nail Polish

How loud they are in bed (18+)

Characters I would like to write for and scenarios:

-> Shuji Hanma:

Sex in Public (actual or just toys) (trains, changing rooms, parks, etc.)

Corruption of a Virgin aka "Corrupted by the Grimm Reaper"

robbing a Woman to make her his new Toy......(Brainrot)

Hanma jerks off over a girl who works in the Coffee-shop; he goes too

meets a girl in a Club and hooks up with her

You are Baji´s Sister and go to a Toman meeting because Baji forgot his money at home. There, you meet the gang (Hanma version)

-> Kazutora Hanemiya

Kazutora comes out of prison, and Y/N is there to pick him up and bring him home

You are kazutora´s girlfriend and he comes Home from a Gang meet and is stressed, so you let him take out his stress on you.

Kazutora wakes up from a nightmare where he is all alone and everyone hates him. You are his girlfriend; sleep next to him and try to comfort him (it can be SFW or NSFW)

You and Kazutora have had Sex a few times already, and you feel like he is holding back. Now you want him to let go and lose.

you are Baji´s Sister -------- (kazutora version)

-> Kakucho Hitto

Period Relieve aka "Pain Relieve"

-> Takashi Mitsuya

Your husband payed for a Fitting of a Dress made by Designer Takashi Mitsuya and things kind of escalade

Mitsuya is depressed after Draken died and you try to make him feel loved again

You are his new Model, and he is more hungry for you than he would like

You are his Classmate in college, and your Uniform is ripped, so he helps you

You are Baji's little Sister ------- (mitsuya version)

Your Husband, Mitsuya spends too much time working, so you feel neglected

threesome with Takashi and Kakucho aka "Daddys and his friend"

-> Ken ryuguji (Draken)

Mechanic Draken meets a Girl who needs him to fix her Car, and she doesn't have enough Money to get it fixed

You are Drakens therapist

After Emma's death, Draken takes a trip to Nagoya or Hokkaido (not sure yet) and meets a girl there and uses her to distract himself.

You are Baji´s Sister ----- (Draken version)

-> Manjiro sano

Bonten! Mikey meets a girl in a club and wants to keep her

You are Baji´s Sister ------ (Mikey version)

Meeting Bonten! Mikey at a Dinner party that your Husband brought you too

Manila! Mikey meets you at an Inn while you working your shift and ends up doing it with you in the back

getting high with Mikey in the Car

buying Weed off Kanto! Mikey

Bonten! Mikey is being possessive

Losing Virginity to any of the Mikey versions

being a prostitute hired by the Bonten executives

Kanto!Mikey taking Y/N virginity Aka "to feel something"

-> Wakasa Imaushi

getting high with Wakasa in his Car

Hooking up in a Club

you are a Student from Abroad that stays in Japan for a few Months at the Sano residence. There, you meet Shinichiro and his Gang aka Takeomi, Benkei and Wakasa.

Phone-sex with Daddy wakasa

You are Senju's new friend from school, and Wakasa treats you like a child, so you want to prove him that you are a Woman.

You´re his step sister

-> Keisuke Baji

You´re his step sister

You are the school Student council president and very stuck up

He is your Bestfriend

You're the innocent Girl in Class, and that piques Baji's interest, so he tires of getting you out of your Comfort zone

-> Kawata Twins

You make your first sexual Experience with Nahoya and then Souya joins

You visit the Host club Nahoya works in, and he tries to get you to agree to a Threesome with him and Souya

You are Baji´s Sister ------ (Twin edition)

-> Ran Haitani

Ran is abusive and tries to gaslight and manipulate you out of leaving him

Ran meets you at a bar and is interested in you

Bonten hires a Prostitute

being Rans Girlfriend and being fucked by him

Ran is sharing you with Rindou

being a Foreigner in Roppongi

-> Rindou Haitani

Rindou is trying to make you jealous

Rindou shares his gf with Ran

possible Threesome with Sanzu and ran

being Rindou´s wife and making up after a fight

Boten Prostitute

-> Sanzu Haruchiyo

Doing Drugs with BF sanzu

Doing Drugs with one night stand sanzu

Doing Drugs with Sanzu in any way

Sanzu is obsessive over the girl working in the Coffee shop

Sanzu kidnaps you

Threesome with Ran, Rindou and Sanzu

You are Takeomis girlfriend/wife but sanzu wants you. takeomi is cheating on you and sanzu tells you and takes advantage of uour vulnerability

abusive BF sanzu abuses his GF aka "The Drug in me is you"

-> Taiju shiba

abusive Partner Taiju

Taiju falls in love with a foreign Stripper

Taiju and his Wife

Father! Taiju and the confession chamber

-> Kokonoi Hajime

Sugardaddy kokonoi

KokonoI spoils his wife

threesome with inui

-> Izana Kurokawa

Obsessive yandere Izana aka "into the spiders web "

Sano brothers fuck you

Izana buys a slave

[jadeazora]

For the most part, I actually did rather like the BW anime rivals, and thought they were pretty solid as characters (Georgia and Burgundy were my faves tho from this series, they had such fun personalities and interactions. Burgundy especially was really funny)!

These two tho? I just couldn't stand. Trip, at least early on before his personality became a bit more fleshed out, felt a bit like a bootleg Paul, except trading the Pokemon abuse for being mildly/weirdly racist (low-key nationalistic maybe?) at Ash after finding out he was from Kanto. And I feel like I was more okay with Ash and Pikachu losing to Snivy than a lot of other fans at the time, it's clear they were off-rhythm not being able to use Electric attacks, fine, but it was embarrassing to see him keep losing after that to a rookie Trainer. (He's better than Cameron tho, but that bar is so low it's in hell.)

Cameron was a straight-up boob, between almost boarding the plane to go to Johto (where he thinks the Unova League is held, bruh, what???), not knowing how many badges he needed to enter to the point Ash and co. had to set him straight, almost slept in on the day of registration for the League and was only allowed to participate because Nurse Joy took pity on him, and then topped himself by bringing 5 Pokemon to a full battle, and this is the dude Ash lost to? Like, I wasn't expecting Ash to win in Unova, I don't think anyone really did by that point in the anime's run, but srsly??? He has some good Pokemon, but as a character he honestly just felt like a more annoying Barry. (There's also the wasted potential to tease Sylveon they could've had if it was Virgil that defeated Ash instead.)

[narcjsistx]

Hello!! Can I plz request Kanto! Mikey x reader where he meets her for the first time and becomes obssed with her? Like maybe the reader accidentally stumbled across their meeting area whilst walking home and some of his members tried to scare her off but she just beat them up and then looks at Mikey with boredom and is like "keep your dogs in place" before walking off home and things can go from there. It's ok if no tho! :)

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— A normal day

I remember few about that day. I have vague memories of seeing my subordinates get in line, something routine, of no importance except for the fact that I wasn't the one doing it that time. Among the fog of hazy memories of that day 2 years ago there is something that emerges clearly, like a snapshot that I can't forget: her gaze

I had no idea who you were or why you were there. I had never cared about knowing people, their names or their faces, I barely remembered those of my most trusted managers. Yet, the way you looked at me, that mixture of calm and determination, struck me. It was unlike anything I'd felt in a long, long time. For a period that I couldn't even quantify, I felt empty, almost insensitive to everything. But in that instant, something was different

I can't say what it was exactly, but I know I felt something move inside me, something I thought was now lost. It was as if your gaze had touched a deep point, awakening a part of me that I had buried. It wasn't fear or curiosity. Maybe it was a feeling, something I couldn't define but which made me feel a sort of warmth. There, in that moment, I realized that there was still something in me, something that he could still feel

I remember clearly how that moment changed everything. It was like a spark that lit something new inside me. After a long time of feeling nothing, of being numb to the world around me, her look made me feel something different. And from there, a fixed thought was born, a desire that I could no longer chase away. I didn't know who that girl was, or what her name was. I had no idea what she did, what her world was. But none of this mattered to me. What struck me, what haunted me, was the sensation she made me feel. I was convinced that if she had managed to spark something in me, it had to be important, someone useful and interesting in my life

I started looking for her relentlessly. I found myself thinking about her all the time, wondering where she was, what she was doing. I couldn't concentrate on anything else. I was certain that finding it would be the key to understanding more about myself, to awaken that part of me that I thought was dead. My research became an obsession, a mission I couldn't escape. I was determined to find her because I knew that somehow she had the power to change something inside me, to give me a new direction. It had to be mine, or at least I had to find out who she really was

A few months later I found it. It wasn't easy, but I finally managed to find out who she was: I learned that she was a student at a school attended by Kokonoi. That detail was the key that allowed me to get close to her without arousing suspicion. I didn't want her to know how hard I'd worked to track her down; I wanted everything to appear casual, natural. So, I planned each meeting down to the smallest detail. I created fake situations, occasions where it seemed like we were in the same place by pure chance. I made sure to meet her in the school corridors, in nearby bars or at some party organized by mutual acquaintances. Each time, I introduced myself as if it were just a coincidence

We started talking, exchanging a few words at first, nothing too demanding. But those brief conversations were enough to start building a bond, or at least to make her believe that our relationship was happening spontaneously. Every step I took was calculated, every gesture aimed at making her closer to me, without her suspecting me in the slightest, that boy she had looked at with such a grim gaze but who had made me fall irreparably in love. I was increasingly convinced that there was something special about her, something that made me want her in my life

"What color then?" you say in your usual high-pitched voice, while looking at your miniskirt in front of the mirror. All the boys stop talking while I turn boredly towards you, looking at you with the usual attention. Pink suits you "Pink is better, babe" I say waving at you. Only when I stopped talking to you do the Haitans come back to talk about the main topic

In the end, after less than six months, she declared herself. Everything went exactly according to my plan, as I had planned from the beginning. Every move, every word, every false encounter had led to this moment. And when she finally told me how she felt, I wasn't surprised. It was exactly what I expected.I t was normal to find you at meetings, sitting on my lap or lost in your thoughts, focused on something else while I talked to my men. No one dared say anything against you, nor questioned your presence. You had now gained a sort of silent respect, or maybe it was just fear: they knew you were important to me. You had discovered about Kantou anonymously, reconnecting by a pure act of coincidence that meeting of ours in which those bastards had annoyed you

Oh yes love, just coincidence. I definitely didn't look for you assiduously for months and months just because you made me feel something just by looking at me for less than 10 seconds. Pure and simple... randomness, absolutely

"The black one doesn't look bad on me either!" you say putting your black skirt over your pink one. The room becomes silent again, a gesture that ultimately amuses me. I get up slowly, arriving behind you; my hands end up on your hips, stroking them in the way that I know gives you shivers "You could wear a shit-colored one and still be the most beautiful girl in the world. I'll finish with the boys, wait for me upstairs ok?" I say, and without making any gestures I see you nod and then go up the stairs to my apartment

The meeting then continues peacefully for another half hour. The boys leave in a hurry and as soon as I turn around I find you sitting on the last step "Since when have you been there, babe?" I say going back to the big sofa, taking the heavy Kantou jacket off my shoulders "Since everyone left. I was waiting for you" you say getting up. I feel a slight pressure as I see you sit on my lap "You always spend a lot of time in meetings and give me few ttention" you say, and I involuntarily I giggle at your words "You're just very needy" I say running my hand up and down your entire back

This was just one of the typical moments of our days. You need attention like a puppy and I'm happy to give it to you. I don't know the difference between love and obsession, for me they are the same thing until you decide you have enough of me; and so things go and will go, according to my plan drawn up to become and stay your other half

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my emotional support human did extra emotional support human-ing today. i’m so soft.

he had lunch with me—he picked me up from work and had ramen with me because i’m so soft today. i feel so vulnerable kase lunch break lang yon pero nagpunta parin sya because i need emotional support to get through today. he looked so cute todayyyy i am obsessed he dressed up so tito😍 after work he picked me up as in umakyat pa siya sa office hanggang sa table ko para di ko na dalin bag ko dahil again—softie today. we went to mizu matcha bar, and ate in the car. after that we went home. tapos nagcrave kami takoyaki tapos ako nagdrive hehehehe❤️ tapos ang saya kase we didn’t know meron din ihaw and tusok tusok around don. i haven’t had isaw in a while. he asked me if consider ko ba daw na date if ganon kinakain namin. di ko maexplain fully yung pakiramdam na may naunlock na experience sa relationship namin for me just buying isaw and tusok tusok kase sobrang happy ko sa super mundane activity na yon dahil sya kasama ko. after namin bumili sa kanto we watched dragon prince tapos we made a list of movies/series we would watch together or through watchparty. dati akala ko your boyfriend is also your best friend because you love him and you tell him everything or because you’re always with him or you’re comfortable with him pero it’s a different kind of feeling knowing that he’s your best friend not just because of all those things but also because it almost feels magical and unreal how you match each other’s energy and complement your differences. and had you not been lovers you’d still want to be in each other’s lives one way or another. and it’s not because of some physical chemistry or compatibility, but because being around him brings you so much joy and peace, almost like going home.

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