#pokemon swsh imagines

[king-bee-sting]

Hello I love your pokemon work, could I please request Bede with male reader who's pokemon don't trust him. (If specific pokemon is ok could it be Golem and Electabuzz? Those two are my favorites!)

Format: Headcanons/Drabbles?

Pairing(s): Bede

Warnings: None

Bede with a S/O Who's Pokemon Don't Trust Him

Huffs and snarky pouts everywhere

Honestly, it's so rude to him smh

You didn't know why your pokemon didn't like Bede

Granted his pokemon weren't too fond of you either, but they didn't go out of their way to make your day bad as much as yours did

Too many times have you needed to reprimand your Electabuzz for zapping Bede when you two were getting close at camp

Too many times have you needed to tell your Golem to watch where he puts his feet because he's stepped on Bede's

Too many times have you needed to remind your pokemon to roughhouse with each other somewhere else

Surprisingly Bede has held out like a champ this whole time, keeping the complaints to a minimal

But he had grasped his final straw when Golem decided to race your Electabuzz at camp, knocking Bede's plate of curry into his face

He had promptly stood up and snapped at the whole situation

Obviously you tried calming him down, wiping the spilled food with a napkin however it didn't seem to work

"Is it so wrong for me to be your boyfriend?!"

With a few more shouts and spats, Bede finally calmed down enough to listen to you, wiping away the spilt curry as much as he could

You apologized a thousand times on behalf of your pokemon who were snickering behind you

Bede didn't stick around much longer after that, recalling his pokemon and shuffling back home, intent on taking a shower to wash off the residue from his food and hopefully getting the stains out of his clothes

You gathered your pokemon by your side to have a very long talk with them, trying to figure out why they didnt like Bede

Turns out they were scared you would start ignoring them and soon forget about them

With a soft smile, you patted their heads and assured them that they will always take priority in your life. You cared deeply for those you're close to, simply adding another to the mix wouldn't ever change that

After a day or two to cool down, you invited Bede back to spend time with you, assuring that your pokemon will behave this time

True enough, they kept their hands to themselves and minded their own business, instead tentatively engaging in games with Bede's own pokemon

They first gave Bede some flowers they picked as an apology

Which you made him accept

[salandition]

Its,,,,, so basic but Maybe Leon and Reader are training out near Circhester and get caught in a snowstorm? They find an old cabin amongst the trees and tHeReS OnLy OnE BED and they have to keep warm,,,, (Love your writing btw)

A/N: yes, the classic trope. I will gladly take a bite out of it :) Also this one kind of really dragged on, so it’s a bit long lol took me way too long to finish. if any of you recognize the title, ur a real one 

Chilly Down (Good Times, Bad Food)

Leon x Reader

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You feel like you should have expected something like this to happen. Despite what a great guy Leon is and how fun it is to hang out with him, he was sort of a magnet for trouble. He had an ability to draw in unfortunate events wherever he went it seemed. 

So you’re not completely surprised when you and Leon are hit with an unexpected snowstorm while training together outside of Circhester. Are you a bit miffed about it? Yes. But surprised? No, not really. 

“Training with the Champion is great and all,” you yell over the storm, one arm in front of your face to uselessly protect you from the snow, and your other hand is holding tightly onto Leon’s. Grabbing hold of him was almost more important than making it out of the storm- if you lost sight of Leon during this, you might never see him ever again. He’d find some way to end up on an undiscovered continent, you just know it. “But I think I’ll pass on your invitations after this!” You finally finish, continuing to trudge through the snow with him. 

“You know, usually I’d argue, but I think that’s fair,” Leon laughs, and then immediately shuts his mouth as a rush of cold air hits him and tries to travel down his throat. He hacks a few times- a few ice crystals probably hit his uvula or something- and then you feel a harsh tug on your hand. “Look!” 

Leon points toward a dim but very much real yellow glow in the distance. Immediately, the two of you head for it- desperate for any shelter you could be given. Part of you was doubtful, wondering if it was just some luminescent Pokémon or a random streetlight. Though even a streetlight would be better than nothing- that would mean you were back on the route’s path and could find your way back to Circhester if you were lucky. 

But it wasn’t a random streetlight. Thank whatever Gods that may exist- the light was coming from a big, sturdy wooden cabin, a sign being viciously blown by the wind read that it was even a hotel. What are the odds? 

“This is literally the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” Leon yells as you both make a run for the cabin. 

“I believe it!” 

You almost fall with the amount of force that you and Leon enter the cabin with- both frantic to get out of the biting cold. You actually do fall, tumbling into a roll on the ground and snow scattering everywhere as Leon fumbles for the door and slams it shut before you bring too much of the storm inside. 

Heavily breathing, you don’t even notice the lady behind the counter before she coughs. 

Leon looks up with a beaming grin, laughing as he huffs and puffs, leaning against the door. “Hell of a storm, innit?” 

Not the smartest thing to say, but the lady gives out an amused snort anyway. 

“I’m assuming the two of you will be purchasing a room?” She tilts her head with a gleam in her eye. Something tells you that business isn’t going so well if she’s working in a hotel in the middle of nowhere and she’s still charging when you’re both obviously stranded- but hey, that’s life. You look up to Leon as you stay on the floor, hands on your chest as you continue to try and catch your breath. 

“Let me see,” you huff and wheeze, “those Champion benefits,” another huff, “big guy.” 

It’s not that funny but Leon laughs so hard that he starts to slide down the door, knees buckling beneath him, and you think that’s really funny so you start laughing too, rolling on the floor. The lady watches all the while, and if you notice a flying Rotom recording you while you and Leon lose your minds over nothing, you don’t say anything about it. 

Once Leon manages to shuffle over and pay the woman at the desk after your post-adrenaline delirium, she gladly shows you over to your room. You’re suddenly feeling exhausted after trudging through a snowstorm, so you don’t pay much attention to what she says as she leads you there- but it’s not like you need to. Leon does most of the talking as he keeps you steady with an arm around your shoulder. 

You don’t notice the look the woman gives you, nor do you notice the look Leon gives back. All you feel is the comforting rub of his hand on your arm, and it’s nice. 

“Enjoy your stay, you two,” is the only thing you pick up from her before the door is shut and you’re left alone in your newly-purchased hotel room.

There’s an important detail here, and that detail is the fact that there’s only one bed, and you’ve never shared a bed with Leon before. Sure, you’re friends, but you’ve never been the cuddling-type of friends. This detail is completely missed by both of you as luck would have it because as soon as you and Leon manage to remove your clothes, you’re out like a pair of lights the second your backs hit the mattress. 

No, the problem and important detail doesn’t really announce itself in your mind until morning comes. Well- afternoon, actually, if you managed to look at a clock. 

When you awake- at first, it’s not strange. It’s not strange until you recognize the hand around your waist, hair in your face, and legs entwined with yours- which is definitely not something that’s a usual occurrence for you. Recognizing all of these details, your eyes snap open, and you begin to take in the situation as it is. 

Leon and you both stripped down to your underwear, definitely cuddling, and definitely in the only bed available in the room as far as you can see. And from what you can tell with how the walls shake and the windows vibrate, the storm is still going strong. 

Right. 

“Leon,” your voice is hoarse from sleep as you smack your lips, your hand lifting up to shake Leon’s arm that’s wrapped tightly around your waist. “Leon, you daft idiot, wake up,” 

“Mmmgh,”

“I’ll… I’ll steal all your Pokémon, and run off to another country. Wake up, Leon.” The threat is creative, but lacking any real malice behind it as you continue to shake Leon’s body. A few more rough shakes and he finally blinks his eyes open. 

“Where… where am I?” He mumbles almost incoherently as he blinks a few more times, lifting himself up on his elbows as he takes in his surroundings. A bit of drool falls from the corner of his mouth. 

It’s kind of cute, but also kind of gross, and Leon is still kind of on top of you in nothing but his underwear. You begin to wonder if he’s ever going to notice- but finally, his expression seems to come to life as his mind wakes up and he looks up and down your body again. 

“...Right. Yeah, my bad.” Grunting, Leon finally rolls off you and to the other side of the bed. You want to laugh at the pinkness of his ears and cheeks if you weren’t vividly aware you probably looked exactly the same, so you bite your tongue for now. Apparently, the both of you have agreed to ignore your partial nudity for now as Leon holds his head in his hands, keeping his gaze off you as he asks, “why on Galar am I so tired?” 

“Maybe we were supposed to die,” you snicker, sitting up yourself and bringing up the covers as you do, trying to stay somewhat-modest. “And now our brains are realizing we’re actually alive and it doesn’t know what to do.” 

Despite himself, Leon giggles. “Yeah, maybe.” 

The window shakes from more pressure of the storm outside. It gets your attention for sure, and you realize that you should probably check your phone to see when this storm would even end. Very, very slowly, you shuffle out of bed, analyzing the floor and looking at how scattered your clothes are. It takes your tired mind a minute to find your bag, but when you do, it’s not good news. 

Of course there’s no service. 

“Ugh,” you groan again. “This sucks.” 

“Put on some clothes,” Leon says from the bed and you roll your eyes.

“They’re drenched, mate, and so are yours,”

Leon’s head snaps up from his hands at that. “Really?” You’ve got no reason to lie about that but he scatters toward his clothes anyway, feeling the damp and dirty texture of them with his own hands, as if that would change their outcome. You’re definitely not checking out his butt as he bends over to pick them up, because that would be silly and childish. 

Very nice view, though. 

Leon sighs. “Of course. Don’t suppose this hotel has a store of any sort?” 

“Good one,” you laugh. “Probably not, but I’ll check the bathroom for robes-“

“Oh, let me do it,”

“Why?”

“I’ve really got to pee, mate,” 

“Right on, then,” you point him toward the direction of the bathroom and Leon immediately makes himself sparse. You can only laugh as you watch him go, and while you wait, you gather all of your wet clothes and start to hang them all around the room so they might dry while you wait out the storm. 

“Good news,” Leon comes out of the bathroom and you look over your shoulder, seeing him hold up two white, fluffy robes. He tosses one your way and you catch it easily, wrapping yourself up quickly and Leon follows suit. “So, roomie,” Leon raises a brow at you, hands on his hips, “what do we do now?”

You wave your phone that’s in your hand. “We got no service, so we should probably check in with that lady who was at the desk if she knows anything about the weather reports.” Your eyes move to look at the bed. “And maybe you should talk her into changing us to a room with two beds.” For both of your sakes. 

“Right,” Leon nods. “Let’s go, then.”

More bad news, though. The lady didn’t know anything about the weather other than the fact that these storms usually lasted a day or two, so, in her own words, ‘if you’re lucky, you won’t be here much longer, but I can’t assure that. Also, you’re charged per night, per room.’ 

And all the rooms in this shotty little hotel only had one bed, so the idea of getting privacy at night was a lost cause. You weren’t the biggest fan of wasting your money or Leon’s on two rooms, anyway, especially since the owner seemed to be somewhat rude. So that’s nice. 

‘At least she had food’, Leon had told you positively, and you suppose he was right. She had a rather weak list of a menu, but ‘at least there was a menu’ so you wouldn’t have to eat whatever berries you had in your bag. The two of you seemed to dance around the fact that you were going to most likely be sleeping partly nude again tonight, except this time you’ll both be a lot more awake and conscious of it. You distracted yourself with the mediocre food that tasted mildly burnt or undercooked, no in-between, and playing with what Pokémon could fit in your small hotel room instead until both of your eyes were drooping and you couldn’t delay the inevitable any longer. 

“So.” You stand on one side of the bed, Leon on the other. Both of you stare at each other with your hands on your hips. 

“So,” Leon nods. 

“Should we… make rules?” Looking down at the bed and up at Leon, you know that technically you guys could try to stay on your side of the bed and probably not touch each other all night. 

But you were keenly aware that this man is a cuddler and you had a subconscious habit to scoot over to the warmest thing while you slept, so it seemed like physical interaction was going to happen one way or the other.

“I think that’s a bit pretentious,” he scratches his chin and shrugs. His nonchalance is downplayed by the heat on his cheeks and the sweat on his temple. “It’s fine if we… Cuddle. Right?” 

You suppose so. “I guess,” you purse your lips. “Typically friends cuddle with clothes on, though. And these robes are too awkward to sleep in.” 

“I mean, we did it before.” 

That’s true, but again, both of you were a bit delirious. But you can’t really argue with that, and you’re getting tired of dancing, so you nod and sigh. With a burst of courage, you square your shoulders, narrowing your eyes. Leon looks at you strangely before he squawks, his hands flying to cover his face when you remove your robe, the material falling and pooling around your feet. 

“Some warning!” He chokes and coughs. You laugh through your embarrassment, quickly getting on the bed and under the covers. 

“Come on. We could be sitting here all night. Lose the robe,” you cheer him on and Leon glares at you through the spaces of his fingers. “Lose the robe! Lose the robe!” 

“Stop!” He laughs and you giggle along, but it slowly ebbs and abruptly comes to a halt when Leon does, in fact, lose the robe. It’s too much to ask for him to not notice how you stare, so of course he does- humming proudly as he snuggles under the covers. “Speechless?” Leon smiles. 

“Don’t push it, I saw you ogling me the first time,” 

He coughs when you smirk. 

“Fine. Come here and cuddle me if you’re so smart.”

“Fine, I will!”

“Do it.”

“I’m gonna.”

The two of you lay under the covers, Leon’s arms open and beckoning, and you- frozen, not moving an inch. It’s not until he gives you a cocky look and starts to wiggle forward that you finally bite your lip and shove down your ego, rolling over to his side. It should be awkward, and it is, but only because the two of you somehow manage to fit together perfectly and that’s a bit odd. Your head resting against his collarbone, his arms wrapped snugly around your body, your legs entwined in a comfortable and fitting manner. It all happens almost instantaneously as if you’d both done this for years, as if it was a habit.

“Not that bad, right?” Leon murmurs in your ear and hums when your fingers trail little patterns across the skin of his waist and back. You mostly just did it to ease your nerves, not realizing how intimate the action was, but you figure it’s fine if Leon seems to like it. His hands explore your hair and the nape of your neck, the feeling making you curl further against him with a sigh. 

“Not bad,” you whisper. “Still odd.”

He hums but doesn’t prod the conversation along any further.

Several odd minutes pass, your breathing slowing as your body relaxes against Leon’s. Right as you find yourself on that warm, lulling cusp of falling asleep, there’s a brushing feeling against the top of your head. Leon’s body shuffles and lowers on the mattress and you’re about to whine a complaint about him moving around so much- but you’re silenced by the feeling of lips against your forehead. 

The hand that was previously teasing the skin of your neck trailed up and lightly grazed your cheek as Leon’s lips moved across your forehead to your brow. The actions are relaxing, yes, but your body tenses regardless because friends don’t do this. 

“Leon,” your whisper is like a shout compared to the dark silence in the room. Leon freezes up instantly at the sound of it and when you open your eyes, his head is angled in a way with his lips still pressed against your temple so you can’t see his expression. “...What are you doing?” You lick your lips nervously.

“...I thought you were sleeping.” Is all he has to say. You can’t say anything in reply to that because it’s fairly obvious to the both of you that no, you weren’t sleeping. “Um.” The air that leaves his mouth is hot against your skin.

From where your head rests, snug against his chest, you can almost feel the thundering pace of his heart more than you hear it. You idly wonder if it’s possible for hearts to beat in sync with one another. 

“Leon,” you say again when he doesn’t offer any explanation. He sucks in a shaky breath, his arm propping up from under him as he finally comes into your field of view; his eyes downcast and refusing to meet yours as he scoots away from you and lays his head back on his pillow. His hand lowers from your cheek down to your waist, touching your skin and then jolting back and insecurely moving against his chest, instead. 

“Sorry,” he whispers, “that was a bit creepy.” 

You remember the feeling of his heartbeat, and you don’t think that’s creepy at all. 

You reach your hand forward, tenderly cupping Leon’s jaw as he had done to you. Finally, he looks at you- his golden irises shining like glowflies in the darkness. The moment held between you now is a stark contrast to the harsh snowstorm outside- if you strain your ear, you’d be able to hear the whistling of the wind and the creaking of the trees. 

For now, all you can hear is your heart in your ears and the voice in your head saying kiss him, kiss him, kiss him. 

You’re aware that friends don’t do this. They don’t look at each other like this and they don’t press their lips against each other so softly- meekly. Lovingly. Maybe if you’re experimenting, maybe if you’re a different type of friend. But you and Leon aren’t like that, you’ve never been like that. 

So if things are different now, that’s something that’s a treasured secret between you, him, and the snow. 

[soft-hcannons]

If you're still taking requests, Melony taking care of a sick baby Gordie👉🏾👈🏾

A/N: Hello! Sorry its taken me a little while to get to this! I actually love this idea and I hope I did it justice for you :)

- From my own experiences, I've seen that Mum's tend to be more overprotective with their first child, especially when they're ill. That is definitely the same for Melony!

- At the first sign of Baby Gordie being ill, Melony will be stockpiling blankets, home-made soup, his favourite snacks all to make sure he as comfortable as possible whilst he's ill.

- Melony's pokemon would definitely get involved in looking after Gordie (I feel like they would be very protective over all of her children).

- Melony would leave Gordie with Lapras in her living-room to quickly make a drink or grab something and she would come back to Lapras lowering their neck and Baby Gordie sitting on the floor, playing peekaboo with them by covering Lapras' eyes.

- The day would mainly consist of Melony holding him close on the sofa, watching all of his favourite cartoons while he rests in her arms. She'd sing/hum along to all the theme songs whilst stroking her hand through his baby hair.

- Babies usually don't sleep well during the night when they're ill, and this is definitely the case for Gordie. Melony would stay up for most of the night, just to make sure that he is okay in his cot, which is placed right next to her side of the bed.

- If Gordie was especially unsettled, I think that Melony would lift hin up out of his cot and cradle him in her arms, lightly bouncing him swaying.

- This normally ends up with her sitting on her bed, back resting against the headboard with Gordie lying on her chest, his head snuggled into her shoulder and one arm curling loosely around her neck whikst the other dangles at his side.

- Melony would treasure these cuddles in her bed, the bedside lamp on its lowest setting as she sits there, listening to Gordie's little heartbeat.

- If this does happen, the next day she would obviously be tired and almost falling asleep on the sofa or standing up in the kitchen, but the happiness she would feel fron seeing Baby Gordie crawling on the floor and beaming up at her as he's finally gotten over his illness would be enough to make her stay awake.

Bonus hc:

- Okay so I headcannon that Gordie was a bit rebellious in his teen years and would sometimes play the "I'm ill" card to get out of school. Most Mothers would have a go at their kid for it but I feel as though Melony would smother him in affection and love like she did when he was a baby and would force him to sit on the sofa and watch the baby cartoons that his younger siblings love.

- And this would lead to him never try to pull that again. (Melony knew that he wasn't ill but she just wanted to have an excuse to spend more time with him).

[leavaloo]

Piers Headcanons

Okay so I’m tired and drunk on Pier’s loving hours so let’s fuckin’ do this shit.

He has so much anxiety it’ll make a horse have a stroke, and that’s why he doesn’t leave Spikemuth

Only the most trusted people in his life can enter his room. Like he has a security system don’t even try.

Because of his sister, he does have an appreciation for fairly cute things.

Despite him not going out much, the man knows his fuckin style. He can and will beat even Raihan in a fashion contest cause this man knows how to WORK IT and he ain’t scared to prove it

He has trouble letting people into his life, but once he does he gets a lot more comfortable

He snorts when he laughs too hard, which only makes him laugh even more

He likes alcohol, but knows his limit. He’ll only get hungover if he had a really damn good concert.

He loves dogs. So much. Arcanine? Will always want to give pets. Sylveon? Terrifying, but still cute. He can’t help it.

Piers is real quiet and drawn back when he first gets to know someone, but soon enough, he’s a loveable goofball once he realizes he can rely on them.

Took abt a year for Piers to not feel anxious around Raihan or Leon.

His parents died when he was young, and so he was stuck raising Marnie. His life is better now with the funds from his gym position, but there was a point in time where he was dirt poor. He still has dreams about it, and ends up having strange phantom-hunger pains throughout the day.

Sometimes he forgets that he grew up way too fast, with having to care for Marnie by himself and whatnot. So when something gets him super excited, he really doesn’t know how to express it. If he has a loved one, he will talk about it for hours. It’s really cute to see him so excited!

He loves chocolate. So much. Please keep this man away from any sales bc his budget for the week will be gone.

He collects guitars. This is obvious.

He collects mics. This is also obvious.

He knows every single one of them, make, model, price, if someone owned them last. He’s a geek.

If he loves you enough, he will straight up buy you a guitar. No questions asked. Don’t know how to play it? He’ll teach you.

Jam sessions.

When he was younger and just starting out, he had a lot of custom varsity jackets with really old designs on them made. Now, with his popularity, if someone manages to get their hands on them, it’s thousands of dollars. Signed? Hundreds of thousands.

Piers will willingly let you take one of his old ones for free, or just have one made for you, because he loves to see you flaunt it, and also has no clue that they’re worth that much.

Has no earthy awareness that he’s really god damn pretty.

Curses freely. Try and get him to stop and he’ll send another five or ten out.

Hopeless romantic once he gets to that point with someone. He’s a really good listener so even when you think he’s not listening, he’s silently putting everything you’re saying in the notes app on his phone so he can use it in the future.

Refuses to let you see this.

Loves it when you play with his hair. Will wear your hairstyle for as long as he can.

Accessories aren’t a no, but he would rather see them in your hair than his.

Overall an anxious goofball~

[imagining-pokemon]

Piers’, Leon’s and Raihan’s Reaction to You Basically Being a Human Shiny Charm

@mechatricky​ requested: It's always exciting to see another Pokémon imagine blog! Could you do a request of what piers, Leon, and Raihan think about when they notice their s/o is basically a human shiny charm and attracts shiny Pokémon even tho their s/o can’t tell do to them being colorblind.

I actually really liked this reaction because I imagine each of their jaws on the floor. 

Piers

*lifts an eyebrow*

Now Piers knew you had a shiny pokemon on your team, and just considered that some luck the universe threw your way

But he never thought he would see the number of shinies you were able to lure out

So you and Piers decided a nice picnic in the Wild Area would be a good break for you two. You both wanted some quiet from the rambunctious Team Yell

You were both talking about Marnie as she would soon take the mantle currently owned by your lover

As you talked about the talented girl, you were able to see just how much Piers cared about her

The soft smile he sported on his face was truly beautiful

But as you both came upon your destination, you stopped and stared 

No matter how many times you both came here, the magnificence of the pokemon’s natural habitat always took the breath out of you. You were easily able to hear Piers’ intake of breath to your side 

You turn to him and intertwine your fingers with his and you pulled him towards the water’s edge which would be your rest spot today 

He softly smiles at you and kisses your intertwined fingers together 

But when he looks back up, he suddenly stares at something right behind you 

You look behind you only to see a cute Vulpix

Now the pokemon looked a little different than what you usually saw, with a lighter coat than you usually saw in pictures and….was it sparkling?

It playfully yipped at you and whined, and you pushed it strange shade of color out of your mind

All you thought was that this pokemon wanted food, so you were going to give it food

You pulled out a berry and it started to run in circles yipping at you, causing a giggle to break from your mouth

Piers’ eyebrow rose a bit because all he was wondering was why were you not freaking out over this extremely rare type of pokemon

Suddenly the bushes to your left started to rustle causing Piers to  grab his pokeball from his belt, just in case anything went wrong

But out of the bushes came a Ralts and a Pancham

But again they looked different from the usual pictures

You froze with your hand outstretched towards Vulpix, who was now happily munching on its new berry 

You did not want to accidentally make them launch an attack

But your worry began to go away the moment, they started going towards the berry, nipping at the Vulpix

You cooed at the pokemon, taking more berries from your pouch

“Piers! They are all so cute! Can we keep them? Please?”

You did not hear anything so you looked back at him, only to burst out laughing at your silly man

His eyebrows disappeared and his jaw was on the ground

“You do know those are shiny pokemon right?”

You looked at him then at the pokemon and snickered to yourself

“Oh of course. I thought some of their coats were darker. But can we keep them? Please? I will take good care of them.”

He suddenly blushed as he looked at your pout and the whines of the pokemon

“.... Only someone with your shining personality could attract all these pokemon.”

He then proceeds to pull out three pokeballs 

He can’t wait to see everyone’s faces when they see his beautiful lover and their pokemon

Leon

This boy would get so excited 

You and Leon were both looking at the Wooloo’s grazing in the fields, enjoying the peaceful setting

You both had just finished a good meal made by your mother and decided a walk would help you both digest your food

So hand in hand, you and lover set out to look at the Galarian scenery

But your eyes took you to Leon’s laughing face

He was telling you a hilarious story about Raihan (apparently you can not mention the curry accident in Raihan’s presence or else he would hunt you down)

(But that does not mean Leon can’t tell it)

Your eyes looked over Leon’s beautiful physique and suddenly a thought went through you

Everyone always talks about Leon’s tan skin, amber eyes, and luscious violet hair

And his terrible fashion sense

They call him bright and vibrant, like a painting made with the right shades

But you can not say that

Because you do not see that

You see bright eyes, dark hair

You see all these shades coming together to let you see this amazing human being that stands before you 

Even without color

Because even if you do not see his color, you will always be able to see his brightness

“Darling?”

Leon’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts and smirked at you

“I know I am handsome, but you have me all to yourself to stare at later.”

You snorted and pecked his cheek

Leon took your chin and was about to place his lips on yours

Then a bleat was sounded underneath you 

You looked down and ignored Leon’s grumbling to look at a cute little Wooloo at both of your feet

You gasped and the Wooloo bleated at you again nudging your calf

It looked at bit different, almost the complete opposite shades you have seen on the field before

You kneeled down and suddenly heard Leon screaming

“It’s a shiny! It’s a shiny!”

You looked at him in confusion, but more bleats drew you away

You saw more little dark Wooloo’s running your way 

As you were covered with the soft fur, you kept hearing Leon scream

How was he able to breathe if he kept screaming? 

Soon you were out of the cluster of wool, and just laughing 

Leon was just staring at you in amazement as you petted all the Wooloo around 

He guessed even the rarest pokemon could see how much a wonder you were

Raihan 

Now Raihan had a Flygon and a Goodra and Duraludon and many other pokemon, but he has been wanting a Dreepy for awhile 

Well a Dragapult, but you found a Dreepy

You can see that the tips of their horns were lighter than the ones he has shown you, but you think that maybe that was normal

You were near the Lake of Outrage and saw this Dreepy running up to you

Obviously, you gave it some treats and it stole a pokeball from your bag

You were shocked as it held it out to you and gave a little roar

You held it out for it and it bumped its head on the pokeball, letting itself get sucked in 

It gave for clicks then you let it out once more

As soon as it was out, it cuddled itself against you and little out its little roars, warming your insides 

You held it up and proclaimed to the world, “You shall be called Hannie, after the best dragon boy out there.”

Hannie let out a roar and licked you 

Now finding Raihan proved to be a bit of a little of a difficulty 

That boy did not like to stay at one place for long 

You finally were able to find him with his tapestries, thinking over something important it would seem 

“Don’t think too hard, you might lose your last brain cell.”

Raihan threw his head back to a laugh and looked at you with a smirk

“Now love, you know just how intelligent I am. Have you seen me on the battlefield?”

Everyone has

“Anyway, I have a new companion for you,” You say as you wave around your new pokemon

He raised an eyebrow and looked curiously at the pokeball you brought out

You quickly threw it up in the air and out came Hannie

It fell into your arms and licked you as you giggled. 

“Raihan, meet Hannie. I caught him for you.”

Now that gave Raihan a warm feeling throughout his body as he thought of all the effort you went through to give him this pokemon, but the shock he felt from seeing the coloring of the pokemon sent him into a state of frozen 

He was so shocked but started laughing uncontrollably

“Somehow it does not surprise me that you were able to find a shiny and befriend it.” 

You looked down at you Dreepy and it looked at you with a smile

Then you held out Hannie for Raihan to take 

Raihan took Hannie and quickly petted its head

Hannie started panting and then bit down on Raihan’s hair

Raihan let out a scream, as you started to cackle

You called out for Hannie and it came back to you holding Raihan’s hat in his mouth

He gave you a chirp and dropped it in your hands

Raihan just looked at you in horror as he took Hannie back into his arms

“I now hate it.”

JK he took ten million selfies with it later

[honeyandhondewberries]

can we have some more smitten Piers, please?

ohohoho did you say grumbly BOYS who are SMITTEN? You mean my (rolls sleeves) SPECIALTY? Yes 

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Sugarloaf (PiersxReader)

What the hell was he doing, standing at your doorstep like some pathetic, heart-eyed moron.

He’d kill Raihan after this.

“C’mon,” Raihan had said. “All you gotta do is walk up, knock on the door, ask for some sugar, and bam! Instant falling-in-love. It’s adorable, trust me, it always works in the movies.”

“You’re an idiot,” Piers had replied.

And yet, here he was, doing just that. He didn’t even need sugar. He didn’t even use sugar, hardly ever, and he was pretty sure there was a bag of it hardened in his pantry anyway.

“This is stupid,” Piers muttered to himself, though he didn’t turn around. 

His knees twitched as he fought with himself on if he should forget all this and leave. He opened his fists just to close them, raised his arm to knock just to lower it again. He could go home, drink some coffee, finish that song he was working on. That song about you, but it’s not like you knew that. Maybe seeing you could offer some inspiration, as if he needed any more. You were half of everything he thought about, even enough for Marnie to notice, and, unfortunately, enough for Raihan to notice and give his unsolicited advice.

Then, before he decided, you opened the door. Piers’ heart thumped, skipped, like he was some lovestruck preteen, at the sight of you in your pajama bottoms and bedhead. Your eyes widened, then your nose crinkled just like it always did when you smiled at him. He’d save this image in his mind forever, you so sleepy and sweet, because this moment could be a song in itself.

“Hey Piers,” you said as you leaned against your doorjam, so calm and cool and casual. “Here I was, about to get the mail, and I get a Piers instead. This is a pleasant surprise, what’s up?”

For someone who wrote beautiful words and melodies for a living, you always had the habit of making him forget all of them. So, instead of something poetic, all Piers said was:

“Sugar.”

He could have died right then, that’d be fine. He could crawl underground, jump into the ocean, throw himself off the Route 7 bridge, just so he wouldn’t have to wait for your response as the seconds ticked by. Your brows pulled together.

“Um… honey?” you said in reply.

“No,” Piers said again. Arceus he’d kill Raihan for this. “I-I… Do you have sugar?”

“Yeah, why?” you asked. “Do you need some?”

“Yeah.”

“How much?”

His heart thumped. He didn’t think about that.

“Um,” Piers said. “One.”

You opened your mouth, but Piers cut you off.

“One cup, I mean,” he finished as he crossed his arms over his chest. “I’m… I’m making somethin’.”

“Oh, what are you making?” you asked, still so calm and collected.

Shit.

“Um,” Piers said again. What would Raihan say in a time like this? Something stupid, probably. “Sugar...loaf.”

Well that was definitely stupid.

Luckily, you didn’t seem to notice, and instead smiled that shiny smile that crinkled the corners of your eyes.

“I’ve never heard of that,” you said, because, well, it didn’t exist. “But sure, let me go get you some.”

You turned, waltzed away so simple in your little pajama bottoms, and Piers’ cheeks tinged pink at the sight of hips and legs and bare feet. He tore his gaze away and crossed his arms again, as if the harder he pressed against his chest, the slower his heart rate would be.

Could he ask you out? When you came back? How did people even do that? Dinner? Movies? Eat some sugarloaf with him? Augh, rubbish idea. 

He didn’t think much longer, because you were back with a baggie of one cup of sugar. You handed it to him, your fingers brushed his, and the contact was like a shock of electricity. Piers yanked the bag from your hands, but you didn’t find his motion strange.

“Thanks,” he mumbled.

Again, his knees locked, then unlocked, as he stood at your front door. He could feel his face burning as his eyes unintentionally trailed down your frame again.

“Let me know how it tastes,” you said simply, and you motioned to say goodbye.

“You can make it with me,” Piers blurted before he could stop himself. “If you… if you want, later.”

And there was that smile again - that was the special one you had when you were a little embarrassed, not that Piers noticed the differences in your smiles. He hadn’t written a song about that, either.

“Sure, let me get changed first,” you said. “I’ll meet you at your house, maybe in an hour?”

“Yeah,” Piers said. “Yeah sounds good.”

Then you finally waved goodbye, closed your door, and again, Piers could have died right there.

As he slumped down your front steps, he smacked his forehead, and pulled out his phone to figure out what the hell sugarloaf could even be. A text from Raihan was waiting for him.

Get any sugar today? ;)

Piers didn’t take long to reply.

I hate you.

[naomisimagines]

Hello you ! I'm so happy you opened requests, because I love your writing... if that's okay with you, could you do a HC of how they declare their love, about Raihan & Leon ? Thanks a lot !!

Hello hello! Thanks for sending in a request!

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Raihan Declaring his Undying Love

Let’s be honest here, Raihan is and was never subtle about his obvious crush and attraction to you

Shameless flirting, asking you on dates even though he never asked you to be his S/O, showing up at your doorstep at 4am because he wants hugs, you name it, he’s done it

You liking him back wasn’t exactly subtle either cniowncoinww

But when Raihan actually confessed to you, you were truly not prepared

You challenged him to a battle once again, hoping that this time you could actually best him in a battle

And once again… you lost, even despite your newfound strategy

But Raihan had walked over to you, slung his arm around your shoulder, his Rotom Phone flying right by him

“Come on babe,” he had said, “Let’s take a selfie together! That way I can post about how strong the person I love the most is!”

Leon Declaring his Undying Love

We all know Leon clearly has no time for anything since he’s the Champion and all

But on the day that you actually beat him, the undefeated Champion, in battle, he instantly fell for you

And then realized, “Oh, wow, wait I actually have time?? What is this??”

And now, cue him showing up into your world at strangely perfect times

You have a stressful day after being pestered by the media? Leon’s knocking at your door with every Disney Movie DVD that he could carry and that Hop would let him take cniownoinoicniowe

You have a match against a Gym Challenger? Leon’s in the crowd, cheering the loudest

And through all of these actions, Leon was quite sure that you were very aware of the fact that he likes you

But no, of course not!

Unless they’re saying it directly to your face, ain’t no way you noticing someone else’s feelings

Unless they’re Raihan

But one night when Leon had come clambering into your house, you were sitting there, being a wreck and crying into your pillow, because you were quite sure that Leon would never notice your obvious feelings for him

And so of course, he plops right next to you on your bed, immediately asking whats wrong

And you can’t help it, you end up just bursting out all of your feelings 

And Leon just sits there for a minute before answering back

“So you didn’t know that I’ve been crushing on you since the second you beat me during the tournament?”

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Masterlist

[bundleofyarrow]

requests open!

new milo x reader content appears! hello world, i'm fresh to the pokemon fandom trying out writing fanfiction for the first time. i've started the first few chapters of my milo x reader over at AO3 called A Bundle of Yarrow. i'm also taking requests for general milo x reader imagines or longer scenes that can fit into ABoY's universe. while i will be writing the main storyline, i thought it would be fun to make a part of it collaborative and have other milo x reader fans send in ideas for scenes that fit between chapters. check out the rules page for more!

i'm new to all of this, so people feel free to comment or message me with suggestions. the link to the fic on AO3 is above, but in case you prefer reading on tumblr, below the cut is the first chapter. just a heads up, it starts in leon x reader land but moves into milo x reader as the story progresses.

enjoy!

Chapter 1: Postwick

Galar is a land of hills. Or at least, Postwick is, and it’s just about the only thing you’ve seen since you arrived. Soft curves of verdant green, sometimes tawny gold with a bale of hay or two. There’s a sign around here that says this is a farming town since days of yore, and the near constant whines of Wooloo are determined to never let you forget it. Lying on one such hill, almost completely vertical, you oversee the main road were balls of wool roll where they please. You feel transported, like you’re viewing another planet from some place outside.

The giddy hollering of children and Pokemon at the house not far away pulls you back to earth. A young girl bounds up to you with an anxious-looking blue creature in her arms.

“Look! It’s my new Sobble~ Leon got it for me! Isnt’s he great?”

Your cousin’s bright eyes implore you to sit up, propping yourself on your right arm once you realize one of your legs has fallen asleep.

“He’s adorable Gloria.”

You lean in closer to take a look, you’ve never seen a Pokemon like this before. The Sobble turns his face into Gloria, clearly shy and overwhelmed.

“It looks like he’s already taken to you!”

She looks down and holds him closer, beaming, rocking slightly.

“It’s okay, this is my cousin. That means part of our family!” Gloria turns slightly so her Pokemon can safely peek out at you. “I’m sure he’ll warm up to you too!”

You give the Pokemon your softest smile, and while he doesn’t completely warm up to you, he leans in a little to get a better look at you. Baby steps.

“Oh yeah, I also came here to say that dinner’s ready!”

The sound of sizzling meat and peppers hasn’t escaped your notice, but now the smell entices you to go and socialize with the family neighbors. Gloria shuffles back down the hill towards the fanciest house of Postwick, where the Champion of Galar and his family lives.

You take your time getting up and brushing off the grass from your clothes. A breeze rolled over the hill, reminding you that your Alolan wardrobe is way too thin for Galar’s climate. As you climb down, you see the neighbor boy, Hop, waving skewers at you before turning back to his bunny Pokemon, who kicks up some embers to give the meat a little extra char. You try to put on a smile as your auntie puts food in your hands and introduces you to everyone. It’s hard not too feel awkward, being not only new to this group of people but to this entire region, but you genuinely are looking forward to having the best time you can while you’re here. Eventually the adults get distracted by Hop’s antics, where he ropes in Gloria to do yet another trick with their new Pokemon. You sit down at the table nearby and just watch for a bit.

If you had been distracted, you wouldn’t have noticed the pair of big eyes pop up from the side of the table, topped with green tufts of hair shaped like leaves. You must have had quite the expression of surprise on your face when a little orange hand darted towards your food, because two bigger hands immediately scooped up the trickster before he could make off with your food.

“Now now Grookey, that’s not champion behavior!”

The admittedly cute Pokemon flailed in Leon’s grasp for a bit, shedding some fake tears until he was given a wedge of grilled Mago berry.

“Sorry about that, this little one is quite the handful around food.” He tried to seem stern but you could tell he was more amused. “He didn’t startle you too badly, did he?”

You strangely don’t feel that shy around Leon. It feels like you should be more star-struck, but maybe because this is the first time you even really knew he existed, he came off more as an ordinary guy with a flair for the dramatic. He seemed like a nice guy, wanting to give everyone a little attention, which also made him seem a bit spread thin. But you could see him start to settle as the light faded from the sky and fans stopped coming by to cheer at him.

“Oh not at all, I was just a little surprised! If I wasn’t paying attention, he would have be feasting like a king.”

The Grookey pouts as you let out a light chuckle, taking a finger and lightly rubbing his forehead.

“And have a massive stomachache tomorrow that I would have to deal with!”

Leon says everything with a little bit of a laugh, and his eyes seem like they are permanently smiling. He looks between you and Grookey while seeming in thought.

“You’re staying here in Galar for a while now, yeah? What are your plans?”

You slide over a bit to let Leon sit next to you as he sets Grookey on the table between you. His cape and hair make him seem larger than he is, and talking with him at eye-level feels like talking to Leon, the person not Leon, the Champion.

“I’m not entirely sure to be honest. I just had to…” You’re never sure what to say about your past, and the uncertainty of your future. “…get away for a bit. Maybe start over, find a clean slate.”

The breeze picks up again and you feel the sleeve of your shirt slide a little down your shoulder, exposing some skin. You don’t realize that you should be embarrassed about it until you catch Leon’s gaze eyeing your collarbone and then quickly looking back to the Grookey. It was common to show skin on the hot coasts of the Alolan islands, but as you take a look around, everyone around you is more covered up.

“I’d like a bit of adventure, I think.” You say absent-mindedly as you readjust your top, oblivious to Leon fidgeting a bit.

“Ah, well-” He moves in his seat again, “what do you think of this here Grookey?” Leon rests a hand on his head and lightly rustles it. “I think you two might get along!”

This took you by surprise, the last thing you were expecting was to be offered a foreign Pokemon.

“O-oh really?? But I thought you were going to train him to become a part of your champion team or something?”

He smirked at ‘or something,’ as if entertained by your complete lack of interest in the most popular Galarian sport.

“That was the plan, but you said you wanted some adventure! Can’t get around many places here without a Pokemon. Being a trainer lets you travel a lot here in Galar. Maybe you’ll get to compete in the upcoming Gym Challenge if you’re up for it!” He grinned some more here. “Who knows, maybe you’ll end up facing me in the end. Wouldn’t that be an adventure?”

You laughed a bit, shaking your head but trying to show an appreciative face. “Me? Be a trainer? And a good enough one to face you?? You’re funny.”

Hop has already regaled the crowd at dinner about how excited he is for camping in the Wild Area, hiking through ruins and snow, getting lost in haunted forests. You’ve never been one for the outdoors, and don’t think moving regions would change that.

“That’s kind of you, and he is cute. But that wasn’t the kind of adventure I was thinking of.” You smile at them both. “I appreciate you though!”

Leon seems a little confused at first, but recovers quickly and nods. Eventually the kids come over still hollering over Pokemon, and Hop quickly begins to monologue about his favorite topic: Leon, his brother. Hop drags you inside once he realizes how little you know about Galar’s Gym Challenge, Gloria and Leon trailing behind, with the former happy to be spared from the lecture about the Champion for once. You all found yourselves in Leon’s room, Hop showing you different magazines and eagerly pointing at different pictures of his brother’s most memorable fights. The trophies throughout the house and the weights in his room really do scream Champion. Is there ever a moment when he's not? Eventually Hop decides that Gloria and himself need to look up more information on their new Pokemon, and pulls her away into his room, leaving you and Leon alone.

The Champion, who really just seems like a man rather than a god to you, sheepishly rubs the back of his head and shrugs.

“Sorry about that, once Hop gets going, it’s hard to make him stop.”

He begins to collect all the magazines his brother pulled out and carefully places them back where they belong. It just hits you now how carefully organized everything is, and how little escapes his attention. You notice all the hats neatly arranged around his room, walking up towards the rows of shelves and scanning all the different kinds he owns.

“I like your collection.” You mean that, you’ve always enjoyed window shopping at boutiques and spotting people who took fashion seriously. “If I didn’t just hear everything your brother told me, I’d think you were the Champion of Streetwear.”

His chuckle comes from right behind you, startling you a bit. Turning around, you meet his intense and mischievous gaze.

“Adventure, huh?”

He steps a foot towards you, and you instinctually press back against the dresser behind you. Leon closes the distance between you and meets your lips with his, only making your heart race faster. What is happening?? You melt into the kiss, I mean, this is the Champion we’re talking about here, and go along with his lead. He doesn’t draw it out or take it too far; it wasn’t a sweet kiss but one of intrigue.

Parting just moments away from your lips, he breathes out a “You’re so different, too bad-”

“KIDS? Are you up there!? It’s getting late and time to go home!”

The moment is broken by a yell from your auntie, and the shuffling of feet all over the house makes Leon swiftly give you some space. You’re still a bit flustered, and confused honestly, but you know to shyly smile in these situations.

“Pity we won’t be seeing much of each other, now that challenge season is on.” He takes your hand and guides you off his dresser and towards the threshold of his room. “But I hope you find that thing you’re looking for.”

He winks as Gloria pops her head in and calls for you, and watches her take your hand to pull you away. You wave to Leon, not really knowing what to say.

Outside it is dark, the faintest hints of dusk dropping further behind the hills. Butterfree flutter from tree to tree, and your aunt’s Budew are nestled in the front yard. All you can hear are Gloria's footfalls up towards her house and the thumping of your heart against your chest. Your cousin is quite tuckered out from all the excitement, and you only stay up a little with your auntie with the family’s Munchlax resting in your lap. She asks the usual ‘how are you adjusting’s and ‘do you think you’ll enjoy it here’s, and you begin to think you made a mistake turning down Leon’s offer. Eventually you take Munchlax over to the guest bedroom and nestle into bed, hoping to understand what you’re supposed to do in this new land.

~*~*~*~

The sounds of yelling and Pokemon cries jolts you from your sleep. It takes you a couple moments to realize an organized battle is going on, rather than some emergency.

“How do people get used to battling happening all the time?”

Yawning, you pawed the blankets of the bed until you found the lump that was Munchlax.

“Rise and shine, if I have to wake up, so do you~” Groans of protest shuffled under the covers, only twisting more into a warm cocoon. “Well, don’t blame me if auntie doesn’t prepare you breakfast.”

You hear frantic scrambling as you leave bed and head towards the kitchen, where your aunt is already drinking tea and checking her phone. You exchange usual pleasantries, making toast for yourself and ducking out to take a shower as soon as you could find a way to excuse yourself.

Eventually you find yourself wandering out of the house and into the late-morning air, smelling greenery and hay as usual. You notice a Wooloo hitting itself into a nearby gate, and shrug it off. 

Walking down the main path, you see Hop containing a tantrum within himself as he stands over his fainted Scorbunny. It looks like Leon is giving Gloria and Hop a speech of sorts, something about being rivals, and you’re able to pass by with a wave. Leon nods at you with a cordial smile, not at all seeming like a man who kissed you the night before. It seems like in public, he always needs to be the Champion. 

Unsure of how you feel about that, you decide to pick a new resting spot, down closer to Route 1.

[panravenc]

hey so i wanna write something for the baes of pokemon sw/sh since i’ve been obsessed with them this last week so,,,, if anyone wants to send me requests,,, about raihan or leon or milo or nessa or whoever,,,,,, 

(also if you do please read the rules first, they’re basic but still)

[gameimagines]

If possible can i have a fem trainer who is crushing hard in raihan but when she wants to talk or confess he is always surrounded by fans and she loses heart, walks away defeated ( say shes golding a small gift for him) but decides to not bother him with silly things and decides to toss his gift in a near by trash but it misses and it lands on the floor and when he notices it it picks it up and sees something (whatever raihan would like lol) and a love note of the trainer confessing her feelings

Requested by: this lovely anon

Fandom: Pokémon SWSH

Notes: this ask made me so soft!!! Hurt/comfort is one of my favorite things to read, so it was really fun to write. Thanks for the ask!!!

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Crushed Confession || Raihan x Fem Reader

‘Should have figured this was a bad idea’, you thought bitterly. Energetic bodies pushed against your retreating form. You were tossed about in a sea of aggressive fans, young and old, pushing about for their chance to catch Raihan’s eye. For a while, you persisted - clutching onto the gift in your hands like it was your lifeline. However, once a swift blow by some attendee’s elbow knocked your present onto the ground, you were ready to retreat.

“Ouch!” You winced. Three different feet trampled your hands as you tried to retrieve the fallen gift. It was hard enough to navigate through the crowd while standing, bending down was asking for injury. With a persistence you lacked to approach Raihan, you muscled your way out of the group. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes before being hastily blinked away. It wasn’t the place, you’d have time to feel your heartbreak in full once you got home.

With one last fleeting glance at your gift, a small token of your overwhelming affection for the dragon type gym leader, you tossed it into a nearby trash can. If you’d known your trajectory was off, you would’ve blamed it on your blurry eyesight. However, your tear clouded eyes didn’t see the daintily wrapped box bounce off the rim and fall onto the ground.

—

The bright, crisp red packaging was a glaring contrast against the dull silver waste bin. Raihan was embarrassed that he noticed the shiny box before he noticed one of the stadium janitors struggling to grab it off the ground and throw it away. The lithe gym leader bent over for the cleaner and held it out to the old man. “Here, mate,” Raihan gave a small smile.

“Thank you, Raihan!” The elder had a warm grin. His wrinkled eyes must have caught something of interest, because one of his brows raised up. “Are you sure you want me to toss it? Your name is on it.”

Sure enough, in a meticulous cursive, Raihan’s name was scrolled across the top of the small box. “Huh. I guess a fan must have dropped it, thanks for pointing it out.” Raihan’s cerulean eyes narrowed in an attempt to make out the small name under his. ‘From: Y/N’ was written in a tiny black font. Y/N? The cute one who challenged him a month ago?

Raihan waited till he exited the stadium before he let his short nails tear into the wrapping paper. Inside the box was a terrain extender. “Nice,” Raihan murmured to himself. These certainly weren’t cheap and weren’t sold in Hammerlocke, so how did you come across one? It was a well thought out gift, definitely a game changer in battles. When Raihan picked up the item he noticed a creased letter in the bottom of the container.

‘Hey Raihan,’ it began, ‘I hope this doesn’t seem too cowardly, but I had a hard time trying to figure out what to say in person...’ Raihan was beside himself with excitement. You’d left him a love letter. You detailed all the things you liked about him. The note ended with an adorable, almost timid request for Raihan to call you and let you know if he reciprocated your feelings.

You were too cute. Duh, he returned your feelings! Raihan honestly thought he flirted with you enough for you to know. But why didn’t you give this to him? Why’d you throw it away? A few negative thoughts quickly posed answers to Raihan’s questions but he pushed them aside. He’d call you, he wanted to find out from the source.

—

You were halfway through a tube of pick-me-up cookie dough when your ringtone went off. You groaned and shifted out of your blanket cocoon to read the caller ID. An unknown number? No thanks. You shrugged the comforter over your body and settled into the soft fabric.

Only for your phone to ring again, which you promptly ignored, but then it rang a third time. With a deep scowl crossed over your face, you finally yielded. “Can I help you?” You answered, irritation evident in your tone.

“Maybe,” came a familiar, masculine tone. “Why’d you throw my gift away?” Raihan sounded genuinely confused.

You jolted upright at the sound of his voice. The comfort food previously in your lap made a soft ‘thud’ as it hit the ground. “Hey...Raihan,” your voice was weak and filled with embarrassment.

“Come on,” Raihan prodded, “why’d you toss it?” There were a few seconds of silence before his concerns seeped out, “I’m sorry if I did something today to upset you, but to be honest, I didn’t even see you.”

Yeah, you knew and that was the problem. “No, you didn’t do anything wrong. I just-” you took a deep inhale to steady yourself. “I tried to give it to you after the match, but then there was a flock of people, like a ton, and I kept getting pushed around. I just kind of felt that, when you had so many people eager for your attention,” another breath, your voice began to quiver. “That there was nothing special enough for me to stick out...Sorry, sorry. I know I’m talking too much. Don’t worry about it, really.”

“I had no idea you felt that way,” Raihan’s voice was sympathetic, much softer than you normally heard him. “But you’re way off. Yeah, I didn’t physically see you, but you’re way more important to me than any of them.” You clutched your phone tighter to your ear, your heart raced as he continued, “I thought I was hitting on you enough for you to know by now, but I guess I need to flat out say it - I’m into you, babe.”

If you weren’t already, that confession put you on the edge of your seat. This was such a good turn of events. “Really? I feel the same way,” he could probably hear the smile in your voice. “Well, you probably know that since you’re calling me.” You laughed at the situation. Maybe you didn’t need to eat all that cookie dough.

“Oh, I definitely read all the great things you wrote about me.” There was a pause before Raihan laughed too. “I winked but then I realized you couldn’t see it. We should have FaceTimed. Good looking people need to look at each other, yeah?”

“Something like that,” you mused. Should you ask him on a date while he was on the phone with you? Was it too soon? Did he even have time with his busy schedule?

“Get dinner with me tomorrow night.” Well, Raihan beat you to it. “I’ll pick you up at seven.” He was pleased with how well this was going, he only wished he could take you out tonight.

“I’d love that.” You tried to think through all the possible outfits you could wear. Wait, various tissues and snacks were strewn around your home, maybe you should think about cleaning first. “I’ll see you then.”

“Sweet. Thanks for the Terrain Extender, I’ll see you tomorrow, beautiful.”

[devotionmaniac]

"Hello mother fucker give me hcs about piers and how he was when he first started off bein a gym leader 😌💅"

Request from @ambrosialdoux that was on my other blog but being answered here since this is my writing blog!

♪- Piers was very young whenever the gym leader title was passed down to him. At 15 his parents were quick to leave him with the gym and to care for Marnie in favor of traveling and fulfilling their own dreams.

☆-It all seemed to happen so fast, unsurprisingly overwhelming the poor teen with this sudden and very very huge responsibility of looking after a gym and being it's gym leader along with being Spikemuth's gym leader! 

♪- He tried to have a somewhat positive outlook about this at first despite this not really being a thing he wanted to do since he was just finding hobbies and still building his crew but..Maybe it wouldn't be so bad? Maybe he could keep Spikemuth lively and maybe he could make it even livelier than before if he keeps working at It!

☆- Self taught gym leader, sure he's seen a thing or two from his parents but overall has a lot to learn, wasn't shown to him, so he tried to learn things on his own.

♪- Managing a gym as a 15 year old and also caring for your younger sister all on your own with no parental guidance or training beforehand you can imagine how hard that would be. Needless to say his kind of positive attitude about becoming a gym leader dwindles as the years go on.

☆- Due to overwhelming stress he has so much trouble sleeping that as he gets older he thinks it's literally just a normal thing until a friend later on tells him that it's worrying and very much unhealthy. Basically he has developed insomnia.

♪- In the evenings he went out on walks outside of Spikemuth to try and be alone with his own self deprecating thoughts which is actually how he met his good friend Milo! Milo wasn't a gym leader quite yet but once he became a grass gym leader it was nice for Piers to vent about his own gym leader troubles.

☆- Became more and more apathetic as Spikemuth seems to be casted more and more into a wasteland where the only residents residing there was him, his sister, and the many Team Yell members. He places so much blame on the emptiness of Spikemuth on himself since his gym is not sought after due to the lack of dynamax his gym has. Even when it was recommended and offered to him that the gym be moved to a different location where dynamax would work he refused because of how he views dynamaxing.

♪- Overall he didn't live out his teenagehood to the fullest and instead had to grow up way too early for his age. He was very hopeful about his sister however, having much more confidence that she could restore Spikemuth to its former glory since he always thought that she was better than him.

[king-bee-sting]

Can you do Hop with M!Reader that's a fellow research assistant? Also, they have a very very strong affinity for Ghost-types and comes across as kind of spooky sometimes.

Format: Headcanons

Pairing(s): Hop

Fandom: Pokemon SwSh

Warnings: None

Hop x M! Spooky! Assistant! Reader

Hop is a very friendly kid

If you come across a little spooky sometimes, that doesnt mean he's going to avoid you because of it

Sure he'll comment about it, make a joke about it "did it suddenly get colder?", lccassionally get uncomfortable, but he'll keep the conversation going, treating you like a friend

Loves to compare notes

Loves looking at your pages because you've organized them so nicely, important side notes always in a nice purple ink

His is just a bit messy, so it's nice for him to see all the thoughts in good order

He loves to poke and prod at whatever ghost pokemon you have (with permission ofc)

Sure his brother's Dragapult is a ghost type, but he doesn't see his brother all that much and really only ever sees his Charizard, so he hasn't had much experience with them

It's just very fascinating how ghost pokemon work

Sonia usually forces him do research with you when working on ghost types since she gets scared (though she'll deny it to her death)

Because of how often you two work together, you've both gotten rather close

Hop has this effect on people that just really calms you down, makes things seem okay

With how often people avoid you for your spooky personality, it's a welcomed change

Being socially awkward, you get a little anxiety when talking to people but Hop just makes it so easy when he's around

Honestly if Hop ever develops a crush on you, it'll be obvious to everyone except you two

It'll take someone pointing out that he has a crush on you to make Hop figure it out himself

When that happens, he actually doesn't treat you any different, except he now sports a small blush on his cheeks

Whether or not he confesses depends on how confident he is that you return his feelings

[salandition]

Raihan and Leon (Separate) with a s/o who has Giratina (Yk how you can catch it in Platinum and stuff) and they don’t use it much cuz it’s overpowered but gives it pats secretly in private how would they react when they find out they have a Giratina, headcanons or scenarios it your choice (you don’t have to accept this request if you want to lol)

A/N: aaah, the fateful Giratina... I never played any Pokémon games besides Shield, but my best friend is a Pokémon fanatic who’s played all the games. She’s told me all about Giratina and how she’s spent a very, very long time Shiny-hunting that thing. Sounds like something I don’t have the patience for!

Raihan

I mean, the dude’s a big fan of dragons

So once he (sneaks) meanders around your house, looking to see if you’re home- only to see the head of a Giratina popping out from beyond your fence

Let’s just say he hops the fence. No hesitation- he has to see it up close

And there you are! Standing next to this ginormous beast like it’s no big deal as it leans it’s head down and waits for more head pats. Which you gladly give it!

Raihan lens: ___’s sexy meter dramatically increases by 500%

Once Giratina notices him, the Pokémon immediately straightens it’s posture and tries to look as intimidating as it can. Which is a lot- but the threat goes down just a notch after you witness the giant being lovingly pet

Still, he keeps his distance and offers a sly grin when you turn around to see him

“And here I thought we were friends who didn’t keep secrets,” he says with his hands on his hips. “Never told me you had quite the beau traveling with you. Never even brought him out to battle me! I’m wounded.”

You roll your eyes as you gently pat Giratina’s chest, a subtle gesture to tell it that Raihan isn’t a threat. “It’s not fair to bring out Giratina. He’d disseminate your entire team and you know it.” Raihan risks taking a step, and when he sees that Giratina doesn’t rip his head off, he quickly prances up to your side and let’s himself observe the Pokémon up close.

“Also, that’s a lie. You’ve been keeping something from me,” you say, and Raihan raises an eyebrow at you. Was this it? Did you finally figure it out? “I’ve seen you around the nursery.”

Ah, that. His little secret project. Raihan’s shoulders relax as he chuckles. “I don’t think a little bit of breeding really compares to owning a Giratina.”

The Pokémon bristles at the word and isn’t afraid to stomp down in silent defiance- the single action enough to make the ground shake.

“Sorry. Be a companion of Giratina.”

“I would have brought him out sooner, but he’s a bit picky, as you can tell,” you smile up at your Pokémon, and Raihan openly stares until Giratina stomps it’s foot again and he discreetly looks away with a whistle.

“Well,” Raihan says. “I’ll let you play with my new shiny Pokémon when she hatches if you let me ogle at this absolute monster of a Pokémon. Or you could do a battle and let me watch. There’s lots I want to see.”

Your eyes sparkle at the idea of seeing his new baby Pokémon, as Raihan knew they would. You’re so cute. “Deal,” you nod.

Leon

Legendary Pokémon? Legendary Pokémon? Did someone say Legendary Pokémon?

He’s significantly worse at hiding his absolute thrill and excitement over seeing your Giratina than Raihan is.

Finding you at all was a treat. He had been wandering the wild area for a long, long while now- and the absolute luck he had to stumble across your camp was enough already.

But the fact that there was a docile Giratina there too? Snuggling into your pets?

He could die tomorrow and say that he’s lived a full, satisfactory life.

Except don’t do that he’ll want to call his mom and brother before he passes and THEN he’ll be ready to go

Leon is practically shaking in his boots from how excited he is as he approaches your camp. But he’s aware that you don’t know he’s here yet, so he introduces himself smoothly.

“Battle me”

Yes. Smooth. Very smooth

You turn around, halting your pets as you meet Leon’s eyes that are practically glowing

“...I’ll pass,” you raise an eyebrow at him with an amused smile. “But thanks for the offer to beat your ass.”

“That’s exactly why we have to battle!” He says, approaching your camp now with his hands gesturing wildly as he talks. Surprisingly, Giratina doesn’t seem to be defensive around him, but keeps a slitted eye on the champion as he paces in front of you. “You’re already a great trainer, as am I, and now you have a Pokémon that I’ve never even had the pleasure of seeing up close! If you and I battle it will be like nothing I’ve ever experienced- it would be like pure euphoria!”

He says that, but he already looks pretty euphoric at just the idea of it. You snort as he rambles- and keeps rambling as he tries to convince you to fight him- and eventually you make him stop as you reach out and grab his hand.

Then you pull him toward you, standing at your side next to Giratina’s giant body and you place his hand on the Pokémon’s chest.

“Would you like to actually interact with him instead? He doesn’t mind you.”

Okay now Leon is officially ready to die

For a man with a lot of words, he’s speechless as he slowly lets his fingers feel the tough skin and scales. Giratina grumbles low, making Leon hesitate and stutter as he looks at you- but you just smile at him. So he continues.

Amazing. Absolutely amazing Giratina is, and he tells you so, the stars never leaving his eyes as the night just gets better when Giratina leans it’s long neck down and sniffs the top of Leon’s head. He’s never felt his heart drop and then pick up again so fast like that before!

His little crush on you becomes a big, big crush after that. And the champion has a feeling that the legendary Pokémon knows it, too, with the way it’s looking at him when Leon talks to you. Or maybe it’s just his fantastical imagination. Who knows?

[soft-hcannons]

{Dating Milo Headcannons}

- expect to be on the receiving end of hugs every morning, you'll be waking up to his arms holding you close and stroking your hair

- he has to buy very large clothes due to his muscles but that doesnt stop you stealing his shirts and hat, if you keep insisting on this he will go out and buy you a matching top/outfit

- living with him means waking up to the sound of his wooloo bleeting in unison at ungodly hours of the morning, but when they do wake you up, he'll softly kiss you, on the forehead and tell you to close your eyes again and stay warm in bed

- if you ever go out for a picnic on the farm, expect to be ambushed by his wooloo herd, at least they're very fluffy

- milo is very sweet and loves to pick you flowers from his flower garden, he'll make sure to find out what kind of flowers you like and if he doesn't already grow them in his garden, he will go out and buy seeds for them

- he will remember every milestone of your relationship (aka, when he first realised he loved you, when you first confessed your crush on him and when you firat kissed etc)

- his family adore you and the other gym leaders are very suppoetive of your relationship, expect to be invited to family gatherings or christmas/birthday parties every year

- if you are a pokemon trainer yourself, expect him to go to every single one of your matches to cheer for you, he'll wait for you in the changing rooms after each battle to give you a hug and tell you how proud he is of you, wether you won or lost

- Milo is also very protective over you and your pokemon and will always check up on you to make sure that you have eaten/drank enough and that your pokemon are happy and healthy as well

[leavaloo]

Can I get something with Raihan's crush doting on his Pokémon. Just cooing over these pokemon people usually don't think of as 'cute', picking them up ('I don't care if Flygon is over 80kg they deserve snuggles top') making them poffins and pokepuffs, they're very skilled in that regard, and loving on them with a smile so bright you need sunglasses.

WHOO! BACK IN BUSINESS! LES GO!

Implied nsfw?? I s’pose lol at the end.

Raihan was not used to many people finding his Pokemon cute. He himself was usually the one that the compliments were sent towards, but his Pokemon were normally seen as powerful and scary. Which, they were, but not many people got to see their lovable side outside of battle. So one day, when he came home from a quick shopping errand, he was surprised to see you doting on them.

You didn’t seem to notice he was there, or that he was filming all of this, and that was probably because you were occupied by giving his Flygon the biggest belly pets that Pokemon ever got. Flygon was happily rolling on the floor, chirping and nuzzling you, and you were smiling and laughing all the same.

“You’re a big boy! Huh, Flygon? Big big softie!” You said to him with a giggle. Flygon turned around and wrapped you up in his tail, pulling you into a big ol’ dragon hug. Your laughs were infectious, as was your smile, and Raihan found himself laughing and smiling right along with you. It looked like you two were wrestling on the floor, but really, you were being given some top tier dragon lovin’s.

Flygon’s head was nuzzling yours as much as he possibly could, tail and little arms wrapped around you (which were pretty big for how small you were), and he was the happiest that Raihan had seen him in a while. Off in the corner, Duraladon called to Raihan, noticing him standing there, but you took that as him wanting some attention too.

“Flygon! Fl-- Flygon! Dura wants some pets too! Lemme up!”

A sad chirp, but he complied, and you hopped up to give Duraladon a big hug. The Pokemon seemed confused at first, since he really didn’t get any physical attention from anyone besides Raihan. Raihan had never seen a Duraladon blush, but the sharp exhale of slight steam from his nose, the low grumble and the happy, closed eyes might be as close as he was ever gonna get.

A beep came from the oven, and it was now that Raihan realized that the room smelt beautifully of baked cakes. It caused you to pat Duraladon’s head, before skipping over to the oven and pulling out freshly baked Pokepuffs, making all of his Pokemon give out happy cries. Raihan realized that all of his Pokemon had been let out of their Pokeballs, and that you had probably been giving them all sorts of affection since he left.

Raihan chuckled to himself, putting the groceries on the counter, stopping the film and wrapping his arms around your body. Your surprised squeak was enough to make him snort when he laughed, but you snuggled into his arms comfortably. “You give all my Pokemon all this love while I was gone?”

“Mhm! I made them all Pokepuffs! Look!” You excitedly pointed at the slowly cooling pokemon pastries.

He pouted, leaning down to rest his head on yours. “Did you make anything for me?”

“I was in a sec,” you said, looking up and booping the dragon’s nose. “What, is the dragon king jealous that I gave all of his babies love and not him?”

“...Maybe.”

You snickered. “Lemme hand out these Pokepuffs and then I’ll make us somethin’, okay?”

He pouted against as you pushed him away, giving out the correct Pokepuffs to the correct Pokemon. They all seemed really excited and super happy, trying to give you even more cuddles. Raihan, however, put a stop to that pretty quickly when he picked you up promptly, tickling you and dragging you to the bedroom so he could get his affections.

It was only fair, he was the alpha dragon, after all.

[imagining-pokemon]

You Get Injured Very Badly

Leon

-So once Eternatus is defeated and captured you faint -Leon is celebrating, pulling Hop into a hug and holding him close -And the moment Leon puts his eyes on your body, it is as if though his entire world just stops -No -He immediately runs to you and scoops you up into his arms, telling you to please, please just wake up -His thoughts are running, sprinting, non-stopping, trying to find a sliver of sense in the chaos of panic to help you -He hears Hop yelling at him as Leon runs out of the building with you -All he wants is for you to wake up, and for someone to help you -Leon runs into the pokemon center, yelling for someone to help you -They take you from him, and he tries to follow you -But they do not let him -Leon tries to push his way through because all he wants is for you to be okay -He takes his seat on a bench in the center and puts his head in his hands, rocking back and forth -Hop arrives and just observes the worried champion, placing his hand on his brother’s back, wordlessly giving his support -Please just be okay -Please -Once the healers are able to confirm that you are stable, he wastes no time taking a seat next to you and taking your hand -Where was that battle aura he always sees wrapped around you? -Here he did not have the ability to see it -They told him you will be okay, but the battle with the pokemon had just taken too much from you -He stays there for hours before you are able to open your eyes -The moment he is able to see the bright color of your eyes, it seems as if a giant sigh has enveloped his entire being -You are okay -He takes the hand he has been holding and brings it onto his lips -He does not say anything but you can see in his misty eyes the complete relief he is currently experiencing -Leon doesn’t realize he was crying until you bring your other hand and wipe away the tears from his face “-I’m okay,” You whisper.

Raihan -He doesn’t realize you are hurt until he goes to Leon and asks where you are -Raihan could feel the burning pit of worry in his stomach because he could not see you anywhere. The look on Leon’s face was not very comforting either -As much as he enjoyed the thrill and excitement of pokemon battle and the League, he just wanted to cuddle with you and see that you were okay -The whole doomsday or whatever, (he did not care) had him so worried for you -Why did you have to be so brave? -Then Leon tells him you were hurt, and he just wanted to scream -But Raihan stood there, his body refusing to move -He clenched his hands into fists and glared at Leon, not knowing whether he should be angry at Leon or not -But then Leon told him about how you battled bravely against the destructive pokemon and was even able to capture it -You truly were one of the greatest trainers he had ever seen -Slowly his fists relaxed and he slouched down -The worry just seems to grow, and grow in him and he just did not know what to do -Leon told him that you were okay but you were under intensive care and could not respond at the moment -But Raihan pressed on, worming the location of the center you were staying in, out of Leon’s mouth -And quickly he went to you -The nurses did not allow Raihan to see you -“They need to rest” -But he pressed on and on because he just wanted to see you and eliminate the worry that was latched onto him -But they stood firm and refused -So he sat on the bench in the center and laid his head back -Raihan just could not think of a time where he had ever felt so helpless -He just wanted to see you smiling and happy again -Not on a bed knocked out, barely breathing -It seems as if though days passed by, but after a few hours the nurses came and gave him the clearance to enter your room -He ran as fast as he possibly could and went through the door that had been his barrier before -There he saw you awake comforting your pokemon -Injured, but awake -He just felt all the worry leave him as he pulled you into a delicate hug -Now you knew Raihan is anything but delicate so it was a surprise to you -But you could feel how relieved he was, so all you did was pull him into a tighter embrace -"One pokemon can't take this trainer from you," You say teasingly -He laughed and just pecked your lips, letting all the worry melt away