#yandere pokemon swsh

[yanpotatowriter]

loved your yandere hop and leon stuff, can we please get some yandere bede up in here

Bede is arrogant and pretends like his obsession is just wasting his time, even when he is the one that initiated the conversation or got in his obsessions way while they were walking somewhere. He doesn’t understand why he gets annoyed when others talk to his obsession and openly antagonizes anyone his obsession talks to their face, saying how he doesn’t understand how even someone like his obsession is able to stand being around dead weight and how the people they have talked to will only drag them down in the end. He starts off cold and demeaning to his obsession, but after he realizes that he wants them in his life he starts giving them back handed compliments and tips disguised as insults.

It takes a while for him to give his obsession a compliment to their face instead of it being veiled of something else but once the first one left his lips you can bet that his obsession will be complimented a bit more after that. He gets jealous very easily and cannot stand for anyone talking to his obsession as they could have been spending those precious seconds with him, after all no one is better than him, so his obsession has no right looking at other people with a smile on their face. He bullies his obsessions friends away, beating them in Pokémon battles and demeaning them for even thinking that they were good enough to be friends with his obsession while they are only dragging their (his obsessions) name through the mud whenever they lose a Pokémon battle. He will offer his obsession to work alongside him as a trainer of his gym if his obsession has fairy type Pokémon, if they don’t, he will just bring them to the gym and have them help him train for the next gym season. He thrives off of his obsessions praises and will go out of his way to do something nice for his obsession when he wants to get one.

[smallestapplin]

If it's okay can I request general yandere headcanons for Leon, Raihan and/or Kabu please?

You got it!

🔞18+Only!🔞 for unhealthy relationships!🔞

CW : stalking, kidnapping

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👑Leon👑

- he’s delusional. He saw you in the stadium during one of his matches, and even bumped into you afterwards! You were so nervous and polite, so sweet and shy.

- He’s the champion after all, of course you’d be nervous about bumping into him. You were just glad he was nice, and not angry with you.

- But that’s not how he saw it.

- You were nervous and shy because you love him! And that’s okay! He finds you so cute, so charming. He can’t help but try and find you on social media.

- He wants to know you! He tries to bump into you, but he’s always getting lost.

- Yet you find him! You help him find his way back to town! So much so, he offers you to work for him, to help him not get lost.

- The pay is insanely well, how could you refuse the sweet champion’s offer?

- He’s always falling you around, hanging off your every word.

- You don’t seem to notice his glare at reporters, or his ‘friendly’ touches lingering. He’s Leon, he’s always been an affectionate man, what’s there to worry about?

- You confused when people start asking you about your boyfriend, or how long you and Leon have been together.

- You aren’t dating Leon, so what gives?

- Asking Leon this, he just tilts his head at you, his confusion mirroring your own

- “What are you talking about? We are coming up on our one year!”

- He tugs lightly at his long purple hair, golden eyes filling with tears that never fall.

- “How could you say that! I’ve been doing everything for you, because I love you! You’re mine, please, just sit down and we can talk about this!”

- “Leon, there is nothing to talk about-“

- The more you deny it, deny him, the more he starts to hyperventilate. It only gets worse when you tell him you’re quitting.

- He won’t allow it! He can’t! You can’t leave him! Through all his crying, through all his begging, his pleading for you to stay with him, to not throw your entire relationship away.

- He panics.

- You can’t leave him! Not after all you two have been through!

- You won’t remember exactly what happened.

- But you’ll wake up, cuffed to his bed, and his bedroom door upgraded with so many locks.

- His Dragapult sees you’re awake, and phases out the door. Only to return with Leon.

- “Ah! I’m so glad you’re awake. I was worried I was too rough, haha!”

- You try to move, thrashing, demanding to be freed.

- “Shh shh it’s okay, love! I got you, you can’t leave me now, isn’t that great? You can be with me forever, isn’t that great! My sweet spouse.”

- No matter what you say, he truly believes you just need an adjustment period.

- You love him! He just knows you do!

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🐉Raihan🐉

- when he first saw you, he knew he needed your contact information. But you made that easy.

- You work at a battling café, said to be one of the best employees, and hardest to beat.

- You look delectable in your uniform, smiling so warmly at him, ready to battle.

- You were a challenge, but that only made him want you more. Making his infatuation grow.

- Your name tag made it easy to finding you, allowing him to stalk you easily. He finds your posts easily, seeing you post pictures of your pokemon, things you’re proud of, and outfits you felt more confident in.

- He’s drooling, you’re so hot, so perfect.

- Your posts show him you’re so kind.

- He becomes a regular at your café, only asking to battle you.

- “They are the only one who’s giving me a challenge.”

- Your coworkers are jealous that THE Raihan, only wants to battle you. He’s easy to talk to, he’s always so chill, and fun to talk with.

- And with your coworkers current attitudes towards you, he becomes the main person you talk to anymore.

- He asks you for your contact information, as if he doesn’t already have it. So he can follow you.

- You aren’t away how he scares all your suitors off.

- Who’s going to talk to you, when you ‘boyfriend’ is Raihan? Who’s glaring at them from over your shoulder? Who texts them to leave you alone, cause you’re already with him.

- You fall into a depression, as your friends no longer want to be around you, as people whom you thought had a connection with, no longer want to be around you.

- But Raihan is there, he makes time for you, even when he’s at work! He always makes sure to text you the second he has a chance, or when you text him.

- He gives you his undivided attention. You’re his beloved, how can he not?

- Raihan makes sure you have no one in your life, except for him! All you need is him anyways.

- He’s two faced with you.

- You only see how protective, funny, kind, and loving he is. You don’t need see how he gets with other who want you, or to get between you and him.

- He tries to hide his possessiveness from you, nor wanting to scare you off. But sometimes it slips, but he’s so charming and easily covers it.

- You can quit your job, and move in with him! He can take care of you! Let him take care of you.

- Let him spoil you, let him be the only one.

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❤️‍🔥Kabu❤️‍🔥

- Kabu is a tricky case.

- He met you as a trainer working under him, helping him in his gym. You’re such a hard worker, he can’t help but be around you more, asking you to train with him.

- He finds himself falling in love with you, seeing you with yours and his Pokémon only solidifies that.

- Kabu tries everything he can think of, to earn your affection, but he can’t seem to win your favor. So he tries, and tries, and tries, never giving up.

- Bringing you lunch, offering to take you out.

- “It’s the least I can do for you! Your work is admirable.”

- “You must take breaks! Your body can only work, if you take care of it. You can only show your full potential, if you are rested.”

- Kabu gets bashful when he tries to tell you, how lovely he thinks you are.

- But you only take it platonically.

- He’s a yandere that won’t make a move, just longing for you from the shadows.

- It’s not until you say you have a crush on someone, does he snap. You can’t be with anyone! Only him! Why would you betray him like this?

- No, no no it’s a mistake! You’re being guilted that’s it! Being manipulated by that person.

- Kabu thinks you’re so innocent, so pure, you just see the good in everyone! That had to be it! You don’t want to think that person is evil.

- But Kabu does.

- Kabu purposefully keeps you away from your crush. You belong to him, so why should that other person be around you?

- You are meant to be his spouse! As he’s meant to be your husband!

- He knows this is wrong, he does! But he can’t stop himself, you’re the spark his flames need.

- He knows it’s wrong of him to fantasize about keeping you for himself, but the pain in his heart, when he sees you with another is too great!

[cravingsfromatwistedone]

Hello! i was the anon that requested hop and i loved it sm thnk u!!! if it's alright could i also get a short drabble with yandere prof!Hop ? thnk u if you do!!!

HOME SWEET HOME [ DRABBLE / YANDERE ]

AUTHOR'S NOTE: HELLO DARLING! IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY TO KNOW THAT YOU LIKED THE PROFESSOR! HOP HEADCANONS I'VE WRITTEN FOR YOU! AND YES, OF COURSE, I'M MORE THAN DELIGHTED TO MAKE A YANDERE! PROFESSOR! HOP DRABBLE FOR YOU!! ENJOY READING, MY DARLING! TW: FORCED RELATIONSHIP/MARRIAGE, OBSSESIVE BEHAVIOUR, IMPLIED KIDNAPPING, PLANNED BABY TRAPPING YANDERE! PROFESSOR! HOP X FEM! WIFE! READER

The sound of keys jingling made you break out in cold sweat and before long, the front door of the house open and shut with a loud thump. And with it, came a loud and cheery voice "Honey, I'm home!" He said. The Pokémon professor setting down his lab coat and bags by the side of the door, golden eyes twinkling with delight upon seeing your shivering and cowering form. "I hope you didn't miss me too much," Hop murmured, burying his face into your hair as he engulfed you in a nearly bone breaking hug, hands wrapped tightly around your waist "Because if you did, I would've skipped work and came home right away," To which, he laughed a beat later, ignoring the flicker of fear present in your eyes before pressing a gentle, sweet kiss to the temple of your forehead. The male pulled away, still having his arms wrapped around you "Now, let's make some lunch together, alright? I'm just dying to have your cooking again," He simply grinned when he saw you nod reluctantly to his plan, even more so at the sight of your submission towards him It was such a good thing that he has such an obedient wife waiting for him at their home, and he can't wait for the day when they'll finally have a baby together. A baby would do good for his lovely wife, it'll make her want to stay by his side more

[bluemoondust]

can you write yandere!klara and yandere!avery realizing each other is a potential rival over the reader and shenanigans ensure? like klara tries to put poison spikes on avery's bed and avery tries to levitate darling away from klara claiming he thought he saw them almost tripping

✧Rivalry✧ — Gym Leader Klara vs Gym Leader Avery

Hoo boy. I wish you best of luck, darling. First of all, these would be highly possessive of you; always wanting your attention or praise. Whether they admit to that or not.

In the beginning, they wanted to deny that they've grown an attachment towards you. It was absolutely preposterous that they would ever have feelings for you! You're the thorn on their side! Well... Not anymore, but you're still their rival! Having these fuzzy, unhealthy feelings means that you have the upper hand, which is what they don't want.

Klara is the first to cave in. She could care less that her love for your was borderline obsessive; all she wants is your attention. So she of course, tries to wrangle it out of you through honey coated words and sweet smiles. She's sure you're not that busy with anything to avoid lil old her, right? Of course not! You're not a dunce after all and you care too much for her to ignore her!

Avery comes right in once he notices Klara's behavior/actions. It's not that hard to notice how much she hovers over you, plus the insistence to train with you no matter the time of day. He isn't a fool, nor someone who will let this slide. It brings a bitter taste in his mouth when he so much as glances your way, only to see Klara near you. Well... Two can play at this game. He manages to be the first to greet you when you approach the Master Dojo every single day, meaning he has dibs on where the two of you will go afterwards. It brings a smirk of triumph on his face knowing that he has more free time with you while Klara has to wait.

There's no way Klara would turn a blind eye. She takes notice immediately what Avery is up to and seethes with jealousy. How dare he! Doesn't he know that you obviously have someone more important to spend time with? Who does he think he is!? Almost on the verge of throwing a fit, Klara quietly hatches a plan to get the psychic type user away from you. Her first thought was to fake an injury so you'd coddle her, but the spite she felt diverted her thoughts to just sabotaging your training session with Avery. He wouldn't be able to battle properly if his team were inflicted with poison. Klara smiles to herself as her rival excuses himself to go heal his pokemon, leaving her to drag you wherever she wants.

This pisses Avery off, because who else would have poison types at hand... Plus, he narrowly avoided a the chance of food poisoning once he realizes a certain someone tampered with his food. How pitiful can this woman be? Certainly you wouldn't want to associate someone with underhanded methods only a dark type would possess. Again, he can't let this whole thing slide, so he throws back what has been throw to him. DEFINITELY will use his psychic abilities to pick you up out of nowhere, claiming you're needed elsewhere. Unbeknownst to you, the two are sending glares at each other.

Oh, and you bet the two have spats whenever you're not around. It ranges form petty insults to... Personal insults. Klara is much more harsh when it comes to the latter, because once it is clearly known that Avery doesn't possess all psychic abilities, that's the weak point she goes for. It gets on Avery's nerves to hear the same things told to him by his family from someone he detests. He does bring up Klara's failure in being a pop sensation, which just causes her to go all out with threats. In short, the two would absolutely use each other's insecurities against one another.

Making the other look bad is also common. Klara always claims that Avery isn't up to snuff at the Dojo or even as a lower division gym leader. She also tells you how uptight and arrogant he is. "Plus, his puns are soooo lame! Everything about him is so lame! But not me, right? I'm super cool to you, right?" Avery, on the other hand, tells you that Klara is an annoyance and that she's only around you for the sake of getting something from you. It's not hard to believe that one day she'd throw you under the bus when the time is right. "I know people like her. She's only around you due to your battle prowess. If you were any one else, she wouldn't give you the time of day. Oh, but of course you still have more reliable individuals such as myself around."

It gets bad. They're both trying to sabotage one another's image, so you'd of course lean more towards the other. They also try not to let their quarreling be known to you. All you're aware of is the two having this sort of rivalry, but just in terms of battling... At some point, they will cave and fight over you while you're around. Maybe you assume it's just for your time, but slowly and surely you realize that the two are extremely serious about taking the other out of the picture.

Also, others should be very wary of them if they so much as try to take your attention away from the two. Dealing with one of them is bad enough, but having the two of them on that person's tail will not end nicely.

[cheesus-doodles]

Star-Crossed by Choice

Yandere Raihan & Leon with Champion Darling

Pokemon SwSh and SV Crossover

Masterlist

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been a hot minute since i've posted, so please enjoy this brainrot that has been eating away at my brain - i know its not the usual TR but gotta get it out somehow. next on the menu would (finally) be A Friend in Me!

cw: use of female pronouns twice

The pokeballs hidden deep within the depths of your bag wriggled impatiently, and you giggled at the sensation against your back. You couldn’t blame them for wanting to escape from the confines of their balls, not with the hum of life that filled the air of the small town of Cortondo. But this was neither the right time or space. It had been some time since you dared to let them out for a breath of fresh air and to stretch their limbs after all, and you silently promised both them and yourself that you would the moment the opportunity arises. 

The evening was a welcomed relief from the scorching heat of the afternoon that had left you drenched in sweat - the air was crisp and fresh, just dry enough to lift the sweat from your panting skin but not enough to suck all moisture away. A far cry from the humid day under the blistering sun; much unlike what your usual day would be like spent wandering and exploring new grounds, you instead had been forced to duck into the air-conditioned shops for a break. Strolling down cobbled pathways, the little colored flags that stretched from rooftop to rooftop waved invitingly at visitors from all corners of Paldea, the calls of shopkeepers adding to the general hustle and bustle as the town came alive once more, the sun sinking ever lower towards the horizon. 

Your heart wrenched, the pain in your chest sharp. Despite your urge to shrink away from the masses of people, all the eyes you could feel watching you, there was no denying that you missed this. You missed being free. Just being able to walk through town without a care in the world, without anyone hovering over you, one arm slung tightly around your shoulders. Not having to constantly worry about your Pokemon friends getting hurt because of something stupid that was your fault. You never thought you would have ever been able to get a second chance at freedom, to start all over again from scratch; that brazen escape you had risked your life and limbs on seemed to have paid off, though you had to turn your thoughts to the present to stop the tears from welling at the thought of everything and everyone you left behind.

Amidst the crowds of students all dressed in the same Uva Academy uniform as you, out and about and eager to discover when their own ‘Treasure Hunt’ leads them to, you felt secure. You felt like you blended in for once. Maybe it had been worth it, changing both your hairstyle and color, making sure to dress down and look down. Maybe you could be safe here.

“Hey!” A call of your name cut through the commotion of the crowd like a knife through butter. You jolted as one hand came flying down to smack you on your shoulder. Whirling round, you came face to face with those excited orange eyes framed by three signature green strands of hair.  “I thought you’d never come!” The president of the student council was as enthusiastic and energetic as ever, not seeming to have noticed your startle, instead beginning to shake you by both shoulders as she all but shouted her questions at you. “Which gym have you defeated? How strong are your Pokemon? Do you want to battle?”

You opened your mouth, but as usual, no words seemed to come out. Perhaps it was the crowd, everyone else around the two of you that is. You had managed a few words to the friendly Nemona previously, back when you parted ways at Mesagoza; a rare and unusual occurrence, given how your throat usually opts to clam up in front of anyone but your parents, but it just goes to show you have come to trust the loudmouth girl. Your social anxiety didn’t quite show around her like it did everyone else. 

Lifting both hands in a surrender and placating manner, it was beyond you how you manage to calm the other down, before reaching into your pocket to shyly show your friend the two badges that you had obtained so far in all the days you had been wandering. It wasn’t much you knew, and it wasn’t much on purpose. After all that had happened to you back in Galar, you were afraid to go down the League route again, let alone touch anything that had the word ‘Champion’ in it with a fifty-foot pole. 

To your surprise, Nemona was elated. “WOW! You already got two? I knew you had potential!”

You blinked, confused. Wouldn’t she have expected more badges? Was she just hiding her disappointment? The Champion-ranked trainer didn’t give you even a minute to breathe though, hooking one arm through yours and starting to drag you towards the nearest restaurant. “I want to hear ALL about it, you understand?” There was no time to finish your thoughts as you had to scuttle to keep up with her incredibly quick walking pace, and the two of you disappeared from the streets and into the depths of some place you couldn’t catch the name of.

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Outside, a different story was unfurling, a pair of teal eyes was fixed firmly on the doorway that you had just disappeared through from beneath the shade of a hoodie, a frown pulling at his usually upturned lips. From across the street and with most of his deceptively lean self hidden behind a wall, there was no doubt in his mind that it was you. A restaurant was no place to cause a commotion, Raihan knew; who knows what you could resort to if cornered? You had escaped once, what was going to stop you from running again? He had waited and waited for this moment despite not being a patient man, but perhaps it wasn’t a bad idea to let you enjoy your last hour of freedom. There would be the rest of eternity with you after all, and he didn’t intend on letting you run wild again.

One tanned hand reaching up to pull his hoodie further down his face, Raihan leaned back against the wall, bringing his cold drink up to his lips. Soon.

Time seemed to slow to a crawl, with each second feeling more like years passing by. The crowds of students of varying ages, all clad similarly in that signature purple uniform, drifted past where he stood like a gentle wave, the town slowly clearing of people as the minutes ticked by. The sun that had once ruled the sky had now fully set, sinking past the distant mountain horizon with a grand burst of colors; the evening rays had been the herald for the star full of skies that now twinkled above. Yet the Galar Dragon gym leader kept waiting. Even if his eyes drifted away from the building, to gaze at the empty distance and wonder of the different Pokemon that wandered this region, or to scan the throngs of people for threats, there was no activity in or out of the restaurant that he missed. All the while, all Raihan could do was recall the night you had disappeared again and again in his head as he glared down at anyone who dared venture too near: the sheer horror of finding you missing from your room in the morning, your confiscated Pokeballs gone from their secured box. The feeling of his gut dropping straight out the bottom when he couldn’t find you after tearing the entire estate apart, his own Pokemon returning empty-handed after he had sent them out to track you down in a sheer moment of desperation.

Never again would he let himself feel that way. Never.

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You finally reappeared through the doorway long after his patience had worn out, but instead of the usual annoyance turned anger, the tanned man felt his breath hitch. You looked so very different yet at the same time, so very familiar. What a sight for sore eyes. The way you stood beside your new friend, huddled as close as you dared go, those doe eyes of yours fixed on a random spot on the ground. Small smile pulling at your lips as you fidgeted with the hem of the shirt of your school uniform, listening carefully to everything your energetic companion was spewing at you.

There was nothing you could change about yourself that would be able to hide you away from him: not changing your hairstyle, your hair color, the type of clothes you wear or even the color of your eyes.

But all his joy at seeing you once more was instantly wiped away when he had to witness you lifting your eyes to meet the other’s. And the anger that raged in his chest igniting once more at the sight of your lips moving - almost as if you were speaking. Sure there was no one else but the two of you lingering on the porch of the now-dark restaurant, but you never spoke to anyone but Hop. Not to him, not even to your Pokemon in the presence of another. Selectively mute, was what your all-too innocent mother had happily informed the gym leader when he had paid her a visit to collect some clothes from your house. Even Raihan himself never had the privilege of hearing your sweet voice in person. 

So who was this bastard? 

Watching as you stepped off the curb and back onto cobblestoned streets, there was no time like the present - with the dwindling masses and the shops closed or closing. Raihan pushed off the wall, both hands sliding into the front pockets of his jacket, each stride bringing closer and closer to your little duo. You never even noticed.

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The unease you had in your gut had been growing for a while. You couldn’t quite pinpoint what caused that feeling, but it certainly was shared by your Pokemon, their balls having wriggled restlessly all evening where you had hidden them in the depth of your bag. But being out with Nemona gave you a sense of security, and despite your better your judgment, you had pushed the nagging voice to the back of your head. It was probably nothing.

Until it wasn’t.

“So there you are, lil champ,” came that all too familiar drawl. You froze mid-step as a long shadow fell over you. You knew that voice, and you knew it too well for your own liking. The hairs on the back of your neck instantly stood on end as the smile fell from your face. “Never thought you’d go all the way back to school just to hide from me.”

There was no answer from you, but Raihan just kept speaking as if he didn’t notice. “Have to say you fit right in though. You do still have a lot to learn, don’t ya?” You didn’t have to turn to look to know who it was standing behind you, cold sweat already beading at your forehead as you stared down at the pavement, your eyes quavering. No way. There was no way he could have already found you. You thought- you thought you had made it far enough. You thought you were safe. 

“You thought you were safe?” It was as if the man in the dragon hoodie towering over you could read your thoughts - no, in his presence, there was no doubt that your mind was like an open book. “That we would never be able to find you because you ran overseas?” Those deceivingly downturned eyes glared a hole into your back, his lazy smile deceptively kind. “Aren’t ya going to say anything?”

Your new friend seemed to have taken notice of the sudden fear that washed over your entire posture, and in an instant, you were pushed behind her back, Nemona’s gloved hand going almost threateningly to the Pokeballs that hung by her belt. “Excuse me, but who are you?” The usually bubbly voice you had come to know was suddenly firm, every bit of enthusiasm having faded away into this serious side you had only encountered once. 

The Galar Dragon gym leader was hardly intimidated by those orange eyes, ignoring her as his dragon-like gaze continued to stare you down, the pressure alone from the fixation enough to force you to freeze. “Can’t even look at me, huh? Rude.” He knew you couldn’t. Raihan of all people knew better than most you couldn’t meet his gaze. The only response that left your lips was a whimper, your figure starting to quaver as the tears welled at the corner of your eyes.

But the annoying girl with the three strands of green hair butted in again, this time withdrawing a Pokeball to fully hold in her hand with the other arm wrapping comfortingly around your shoulders. “You are scaring my friend, and I do not appreciate that. Please leave.”

Raihan’s eyes finally slipped to the little insect, that razor-sharp gaze losing any and all interest. “And who are you?”

“Nemona, president of the Uva Academy student council and Champion-ranked trainer.” She announced, and the tanned man almost groaned out loud. Of all the places to possibly find you at, of course you had chosen the company of another champion. 

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Though it was a third voice that finally shattered your heart and any hope of escape you had left. “Champion?” The voice rang out from the darkness of the unlit side street. “I thought you were done with champions.” The pounding of heavy footsteps, and that unmistakably mob of long purple hair emerged into the dull light of the overhead streetlight. Just when you thought your heart couldn’t sink any further, your poor beating organ simply opting to fall straight out from your chest. Leon.

If Leon was here...

Nemona’s grip on you only tightened. “Who are you?” She demanded again, putting herself directly between you and the two men. You wanted to thank her, to say something, to say anything, but all you could do was tremble, your feet rooted to the ground no matter how much you screamed at yourself to move. No way - no way. How did they find you? “What do you want?”

There was no escape. You were trapped.

Her question was answered by the whispers of the gathering stragglers that still wandered the otherwise quiet streets of Cortondo, though the growing number of eyeballs didn’t help you feel anymore at ease. 

“Isn’t that… Leon and Raihan?”

“From Galar?”

“World number 1 and 7?! But what are they doing here?”

“Who’s that with Nemona?”

Your stomach churned, and you could feel the bile starting to rise through your throat. Leave. You wanted to leave. To run. To be anywhere but here.

The student council president was quick to realize that there was a lot more to you that she didn’t know, and that orange gaze, slowly but surely, turned on you. The reassuring grip she had on your shoulders never left, and Nemona gave you a tight squeeze. “What’s going on?” She whispered to you, but in the dead silence that suddenly fell over the night, everyone could hear her loud and clear. And what do these Master-Class trainers want with you? Was the unspoken question you heard loud and clear.

A single heartbeat of silence.

“Turn around, Galar Champion,” Leon ordered. There was no room in his tone for anything but absolute obedience, and against your will, you obeyed. Hesistantingly, shuffle by shuffle, you turned to face them, though your eyes remained firmly fixed on the ground, trembling hands gripped so tight that your knuckles were white.

Nemona’s eyebrows shot through the roof, and her voice pitched. “Galar Champion?!” And the growing crowd broke into a new round of frenzies whispers, every eyeball now on you, scanning you up and down in disbelief. 

A little thing like you? Champion?

“Never told you huh?” Raihan crowed. “That she had an entire team of Pokemon that could run at Champion League levels?”

Leon only continued to study your form mutely as Raihan continued to taunt Nemona with his knowledge, those once-friendly yellow eyes now almost seeming to glow in the dare as they peered straight into your soul. Taking a single step in your direction, it was enough to have you shrink away, your eyes flying shut and your shoulders hitching up. Almost as if you were expecting to take a hit from the former Galar Champion.

“So you have our Champion, and we’ll like her back. Please.” Finished the tanned man. Baring those sharp teeth, the smile that pulled at those lips was anything but friendly, Raihan once more turning his gaze back on you.

“Are you ready to come home?”

[r0-boat]

Master list 3

Key:

⭐- mosty my writing

🔪-yandere

🍷-kinks

🌹- smut

🧨- dark/dead dove

Pkmn Sc/Vio

Larry

MonsterFucker Larry⭐🌹🍷

Yandere!Larry ⭐🍷🌹🔪

Yan!Larry snaps⭐🌹🔪🍷

Alpha! Larry⭐🌹🍷

Lactation kink larry⭐🌹🍷

Larry pinning after waitress⭐🌹🍷

Waitress askes him out on a date⭐

Giving larry a Bento box hcs⭐ & part 2

Larry soft dom⭐🌹

Larry with pregnant!s/o⭐

Larry x waitress on a date⭐

Geeta

Sfw&Nsfw hcs⭐🌹

Teasing Geeta w/h proper s/o⭐🌹🍷

S/o on their period. Comforted cannons⭐

Rika

Breeding kink⭐🌹🍷

Aphrodisiacs⭐🌹

Alpha!rika losses it⭐🌹🍷

Rika with a horny! s/o⭐🌹

Grusha

Snaps after you tease him all day⭐🍷🌹

Sub brat! Grusha⭐🌹🍷

Yan!grusha⭐🔪🌹

Clavell

Evil!Clavell headcannons⭐🔪🍷🌹🧨

Brassius

Bondage fantasy ⭐🌹🍷

Dendra

Dendra headcannons⭐

Multiple

Hassel,Rika,Larry they forget their lunch⭐

Brassius x reader x hassel p2⭐🌹🍷

Pokemon b/w

Ingo

Warden ingo x Zoroark hybrid reader⭐🍷

Self aware!ingo x depressed!reader⭐

Emmet

Emmet kissing hcs⭐

Random Emmet hcs⭐

Submas

Vampire twins hcs⭐

Stardew Valley headcannons⭐

Twins as fathers hcs⭐

Twins being fathers to twins⭐

Shy s/o comming out as trans⭐

N

N taking care of you on a cold day⭐

Pokemon DPPt/hisui

Cynthia

Cynthia Period hc⭐🌹

Cynthia fucks wth strap⭐🌹

Roark

Roark sfw & nsfw headcannons⭐🌹

Wallace

Wallace breeding kink⭐🌹🍷

Cyllene

Dom! Pussy drunk ⭐🌹

Praise kink power play⭐🌹

Alpha!Cyllen hcs⭐

Volo

Volo slice of life with s/o⭐

Butler! Volo punishs s/o⭐🌹🍷

Volo breeding kink⭐🌹🍷

Volo being sweet headcanons ⭐

Melli

Peg him⭐🌹

Pokemon USUM

Blue and Red sharing S/o⭐🌹

Alpha!BluexOmega!reader⭐🌹🍷

Pokemon S/W

Piers, Kabu, Raihan dating hcs⭐

Pokemon ORAS

Maxie

Virgin!Maxie HCs ⭐🌹🍷

Maxie as a father⭐

Pokemon SwSh

Dom!Gordie⭐🌹

Pokemon SsHg

Morty in autumn⭐

Genshin Impact

Liyue

ZhonglixAdepti wife!reader Lantern right reunion⭐

Geo sovereign!ZhonglixWife!reader⭐

Sumeru

Pt1 Alpha!Haitham x omega!reader x omega!kaveh⭐🌹

Pt 2 More alpha Haitham x reader x onega kaveh⭐🌹

Pt3 MORE A!Haitham x reader x o!Kaveh⭐🌹

Pt 4 MOREE!! Alpha!alhaith x reader x omega kaveh⭐🌹

Fontaine

Pussy drunk Neuvillette⭐🌹

Neuvillette Comfort fluff⭐

Sub!Neuvillette ⭐🌹

wriothesley nsfw brain rot ramble ⭐🌹🍷

Honkai starrail

Jarilo vi

Dom!sampo hcs⭐🌹🍷

Gepard ramble⭐🌹🍷

Yan!Gepard⭐🌹🍷🔪🧨

The Xianzhou Loufu

Jing Yuan nsfw hcs⭐🌹🍷

Stellaron Hunters

Sucking Blade off⭐🌹

Obey me

Beelzebub

Teasing Sub!beel⭐🌹🍷

Sub bunnyboy! Barbatos⭐🌹🍷

Sub! Mammon degrading⭐🌹🍷

Multiple

Sampo, Caelus, Dan heng dating hcs⭐

Hsr men with audio accounts: part 1 ⭐🌹🍷🧨🔪

Neuvillette, blade, kafka tit sucking⭐🌹

Leon, larry and warden ingo with harpy s/o⭐

Neuvillette, Wriothesley oral(m!giving)head cannons⭐🌹

Various! Cuteness aggression with their partner(multifandom)⭐

[narrators-journal]

Hi. I read your platonic yandere Killua headcanons and for some reason all I can think about afterwards is Killua being a platonic yandere for a younger sibling!darling that's like Allister from Pokemon SwSh so may I have some hcs on Killua being plat!yan over a younger!sibling like darling reader that's like Allister from Pokemon SwSh and is maybe a teeny bit similar to Alluka in some way?

(killua: precious ghost baby sibling, must protecc 😤)

So, while I have played swsh, I haven't met Allister. So this is a guess lol.

You being shy would annoy him a little bit at the start, but he'd grow to appreciate that asocial, camera-shy side to you as he grows more attached.

Ironically, if you did wear a mask, it would make him more willing to introduce you to his less volatile siblings, like Kalluto, or Alluka. Because it would make your identity harder to track, even if just a little.

Admittedly, he might feed into whatever fear or dislike you have that drives you in being so private.

With you being more shy, it would sort of lead into Killua picking up a few more habits from Illumi. After all, if you're a quiet, shy person, that means your vulnerable to creeps like Hisoka, or even Illumi himself. And even if Killua's toxicity does spike, he's still far less controlling than his brother.

You'd still slightly annoy him though. Having to stay and guard you might sometimes wear on his nerves, but he's weathered that same issue with Alluka at least once, he knows better than to let it linger.

He'd definitely help you hide. As his friend, you're in a fair bit of danger from his enemies, so he'd do all he could to help hide your identity.

Both for selfish reasons, and because he wouldn't want to leave you to suffer if you truly do hate being as wild and social as Gon.

[a-tale-of-legends]

Someone tagged this in my Geeta post and I had to repeat:

A woman of color disliking your white man( or in general someone who is lighter than her,as I like the hc that Larry isn't originally from Paldea) fav isn't the end of the fucking world.

Edit: Honestly this is more than a Geeta thing, this is a "pokemon fandom does not treat people of color/ dark skinned characters well" thing.

Edit 2: And it's not like I don't want a dark skinned character to be a villain or evil! We're allowed to have that! It's just so tiring to see fandom just treats them. Not even just would be villains, just darker skinned characters in general (everything about Hop when swsh was around, people being so quick to call Nemona a yandere and a creep, even if they don't mean harm by it)

[yanderes-galore]

Yoo I just realized your have "all Pokemon games" listed. Have you played through the SwSH DLCs too? If so, would you consider doing something with Avery?

I played them on release and it's been forever since then. As a result, I may miss his character a bit but I hope this concept does him justice.

Yandere! Avery Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Brief mention of implied stalking, Manipulation, Hypnosis, Jealousy, Delusional behavior, Arrogant behavior, Isolation, Forced relationship.

Avery appears to be a very arrogant yandere who will sabotage just to win.

He's hard to get along with and is often very abrasive towards others.

He tends to act like he's better than he actually is.

Being labeled as a 'disappointment' by his family, he'd also be rather eager to impress others.

Such traits apply to his darling.

Avery is such a brat.

Brat yanderes can be such a clingy pain to their darlings.

While Avery does get redeemed near the end of the Isle of Armor DLC, he'd probably still be a handful.

Avery deep down is afraid of failure, rejection, and abandonment based on what happened with his family.

The psychic would probably fear the same thing with his darling.

As much as he hates to admit it, being a bit of the tsundere archetype, he loves you.

He loves you to the point he feels he wants you to accept him and be impressed by him.

Even if his attempts often cause you to resent his behavior-

Avery still struggles to get people to like him at times after IoA.

Avery also feels in order to impress you, he has to beat you.

After all, just think about it!

You falling for your rival who's so much better than you is romantic, isn't it?

It's ironic as it seems he's projecting.

He expects you to fall for him because of his skills.

Meanwhile, he's fallen for you because of how strong you are.

He wanted to be the one who has his rival in the palm of his hands, unable to live without him.

Yet here he is, struggling to clear his mind when it comes to you.

Avery is the type of yandere who puts up this tough facade, this 'better than everyone' act to impress others.

Although... the slightest affectionate look makes the man come undone.

He's pathetic when it comes to you....

He loves you so much, he really can't live without you.

Avery's whole obsession is trying to be better than you so you're impressed and fall for him, but it backfires hard.

He is no sadist, yet Avery is probably good at manipulation.

He's a psychic, he knows how to fool the mind.

He wouldn't kidnap but he would certainly use his psychic pokemon against you.

A little hypnosis never hurt anyone, did it?

He just wants you out long enough to admire his sweet rival....

Avery gets on your nerves easily.

His personality, like during your Dojo trials, is so... irritating.

Although your hate alone is enough to entice him.

Very much a one-sided enemies to lovers kind of guy.

He didn't think he'd fall for his rival... he doesn't want it to end, though.

He seems like he'd be persistent, too.

Avery wants to rematch you in battle for a number of reasons.

He wants to get stronger, sure...

He also wants to battle to see the look on you face when he crushes you.

If/when that happens....

Mostly, he just wants to see your bond with your partners.

Hs feels even you two are closest when battling.

He loves you the most when you're passionate.

Avery does little to hide his obsession.

He's often following you around the isle, hoping for a chance to be closer.

He talks nonstop about you.

He even gets pissy when someone else shares a close connection to you.

Best he doesn't know about Hop....

Avery likes to see himself as your fated rival.

The only one strong enough and worthy enough to fight you so often is him.

As you can see, he has very arrogant traits in his obsession.

He also has hidden worshipping traits.

He hides that more vulnerable trait under his arrogance.

Avery has pride, an ego if you will.

You're the only person who makes it crack.

He'd only every swallow his pride for you.

Avery feels guilty about it, but he isn't above using manipulation to force a relationship between you.

He'll threaten other people, using his pokemon to help him.

He'll even use psychic pokemon to mold your brain, messing with it until you listen to him.

He tries not to do it for a good amount of time... he's impatient unfortunately.

If you won't fall for him, he'll help work it along.

This is wrong... yet Avery prefers this rather than rejection by you.

You always loved him anyways, he knows it, you just pretend to hate him!

How could you not like someone as great as him? He's not a disappointment....

[somekidnamedkai]

I’m Opening Up Requests For Smut

I will say. My Rules for requesting Smut are very different than regular.

So listen up

1. I will only do a select few characters from the fandoms I write for this. See below for that list. It is subject to change, but for now I will reject a request if it’s for a character that is not on the list

2. I will reject a request if it makes me uncomfortable. I am new to writing smut, and certain things still make me uncomfortable. I will politely decline, so don’t be scared to request anything. There is be a list below to what certain things I will and will NOT write. no exceptions

3. Minors. DO NOT REQUEST AND DO NOT INTERACT. That simple

4. Be patient with me. I have a lot of requests, I don’t go by oldest or newest. I go by whatever I want to write. So your request might get stuck in my inbox for a while. Feel free to send another ask if yours hasn’t been answered in a while, but don’t be rude if I don’t get yours done.

5. I don’t fully know what I’m doing. I’m 18. And the last time I wrote smut was then I was 14 and thought it was cool. So don’t be rude

Characters I Will Do List

Heartslabyul: Riddle Rosehearts, Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Trey Clover

Savanaclaw: Leona Kingscholar, Jack Howl

Octavinelle: Azul Ashengrotto

Scarabia: Kalim Al-Asim, Jamil Viper

Pomefiore: Vil Schoenheit, Epel Felmier, Rook Hunt

Ignihyde: Idia Shroud

Diasomnia: Malleus Draconia

Pokémon SV: Rika… yeah that’s it

Pokemon SwSh: No one.

Kinks/Prompts/Things I Will Do List

Mommy/daddy kink, riding, oral, bondage, tying up, sensory deprivation, yandere, non-con, dub-con, overstim, orgasm control, praise, humiliation, using as a sex doll, degradation, certain dark themes… feel free to request something even if it isn’t on this list (as long as its on the I will not do list) and if I don’t feel comfortable with it, I’ll let you know

Kinks/Prompts/Things I Will NOT Do List

Piss kink, foot fetish, blood, any sort of physical abuse, pedophilia, incest, public sex (semi-public is fine)

[yanpotatowriter]

your yandere pokemon content is sooo good! Can I request headcanons of Raihan as a yandere please? I love that dragon man~

Thank you ^v^ and of course you can request some headcanons of the dragon man! —------------------------------------------------- He is very possessive of his obsession and dislikes/hates it whenever his obsession is paying attention to anyone that is not him, the only time he will tolerate his obsession not paying attention to him is when they are paying attention to their Pokémon or his Pokémon. His obsession is on his mind 24/7, and he makes sure that he stays on theirs by sending them pics of him doing the most basic things, like eating lunch at a café, beating a trainer, going to the gym etc.   If he has a pic he will send it. He will also post pictures of his obsession and him hanging out online, making his fanbase think that he is already dating his obsession before they actually are.

The longer he knows his obsession the clingier he gets, he will start to put his arms around his obsession as they are walking like couples would do but back off a little bit if his obsession expresses discomfort, only to try it again later on.   He wants to respect his obsessions boundaries but Raihan has been very patient and does a lot for his obsession, so it's alright for him to indulge a little bit after all his obsession wouldn’t want to upset their dear boyfriend Raihan right?? Their obsession can say goodbye to their social life due to Raihan burning any bridges before they can cross them, Raihan won’t allow his obsession to have any friends outside of him (and his social circle). Raihan will threaten and get permanently rid of any friends and rivals, they don’t deserve to be in the presence of his obsession, and they are only making his obsession look at them instead of him, and he won’t stand for it. Raihan would kidnap his obsession in the end, the unknown where his obsession is started to take a toll on his mental and made him paranoid that they would just leave him out of the blue, so the only logical thing in his mind was to look up the royalty in a tower that the dragon (Raihan) protects. He will make sure that his obsession is extremely comfortable when they are kidnapped however comfort is a luxury that can be taken away should they try to escape him, he will not be amused and downgrade the room his obsession is staying in as a way to punish them for their behaviour. He loves to spoil his obsession, buying expensive clothing and jewellery, just to see them wear it but the only thing that would make his heart explode if they wore it is of course his iconic hoodie. If his obsession ever wore his hoodie it's game over for them, simple as that, as Raihan will see it as them accepting the fact that they are dating now, and he will hug and cuddle the ever loving shit out of them, not wanting to let them go.

[smallestapplin]

Hello, hello! If it's not too much trouble, may I request some general yandere headcanons for Avery? Thank you!

*furious research sounds* I GOT IT!

CW this is yandere themed, so unhealthy thinking and relationship ahead!

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🪬Avery🪬

- It started off as him loathing you. First you show up, best him in battle, and get his teachers praise, and everyone expected him to be fine with it!

- Then he noticed small things about along your journey.

- You’d playfully jest with him, never insulting him or snapping at him, you acted more like a playful rival than anything.

- You always offered to heal his Pokémon after defeating them, offering to camp with him and feed him and his team.

- You are just so kind to him.

- You believed in him.

- “That was a close battle! You did amazing, Avery!”

- He is desperate for more of your praise.

- Avery quickly tries to do everything and anything just to have your attention solely on him, he wants your praise, he wants you to tell him how great he is and how much you love him.

- The blonde can feel himself spiraling further down into his obsession every time you give him the smallest amount of your love.

- He can’t stand you looking at anyone else but him! You love him, don’t you? You have to! Why else would you praise him?

- You notice your rival gets almost dopey and nervous around you, but aggressive and boastful around everyone else. You thought he was just warming up to you.

- You weren’t sure why some of your friends were starting to avoid you. Your cried about it to your only friend, Avery.

- You are so grateful to have a friend like him who stays with you through thick and thin.

- And he’s so happy to have his partner all to himself.

- You started noticing a few supplies of yours going missing, it was never any healing items, but your personal items.

- A shirt would go missing, then pants, then your deodorant.

- You’re out on the road, you don’t think you’ve miss placed them at all. Yet they aren’t here.

- Avery would never!

- Except he has been.

- Taking them back to his own room and coating a pillow in your deodorant, then placing the shirt around it, just so he could feel like it was you sleeping next to him.

- He wants you, he wants you to want him, but you’re taking so long! And who’s that you’re speaking to!? It’s certainly not him.

- That just won’t do.

- Avery is the only one deserving of your love and attention! No one else comes even close!

- You’re too kind, that’s it! You’re just too polite and kind to tell them off. They are using you. They are making you feel uncomfortable.

- He can help you.

- He can keep you safe.

[cravingsfromatwistedone]

could i get some hop headcanons (pkmn swsh) both fluff and yandere with a fem reader, thxs!

FLUFF AND YANDERE HEADCANONS FOR PROFESSOR! HOP [ HEADCANONS / FLUFF + YANDERE ]

AUTHOR'S NOTE: HELLO, DARLING! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING THIS ! I HAD SUCH A BLAST WRITING THIS AND IT JUST MAKES ME WANT TO REPLAY SWSH AGAIN TO SEE HIM !! ANYWAYS, I HOPE IT'S TO YOUR LIKING AND ENJOY READING IT, MY DARLING ! YANDERE HEADCANNONS ARE UNDER READ-MORE ! FOR YANDERE HEADCANONS: TW: BREACH OF PRIVACY/BOUNDARY, OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOUR, STALKING, FORCED RELATIONSHIP, GASLIGHTING, MANIPULATION, GUILT-TRIPPING COERCION PROFESSOR! HOP X FEM! READER

╭───────────────── ╰──➤ (っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ FLUFF ♥

┊❥ Hop is the sweetest boyfriend you could ever ask for!!

┊❥ Now that he's a full fledged Pokémon professor, he doesn't have much time with you but he makes it up with leaving presents littered across your shared house !!

┊❥ The presents vary from just a small sweet confectionary treat to actual jewelleries, like silver bracelets and necklaces placed in ribbon wrapped boxes (his family is pretty-well off thanks to Leon when he was Champion)

┊❥ Sometimes, the presents he leaves are just so huge that they stick out like a sore thumb so it's obvious where he hid it (he thinks he's smart for placing them like that)

┊❥ One time, he had left a wrapped plushie of your favourite Pokémon in one of the kitchen cabinets that the door itself couldn't be shut right ! The gift then soon fall flat on your face right after, it's a good thing that it wasn't heavy or else it would've hurt !

┊❥ Once he's done with his research at the laboratory, he puts his phone on Do Not Disturb mode for the entire rest of the day and directs all of his focus on you only, littering kisses all over your face as you greet him by the door

┊❥ He'll draw circles on your tummy as he hugs you from behind, his chin tucked into your shoulder while you cook up lunch/dinner and just relishing the scent of your shampoo and the food

┊❥ Hop just loves, loves whispering praises to you, how he's just grateful to have you in his life and that he'll never trade it up for anything in the world while interlacing his fingers with your own; it's such an intimate moment for the both of you ! !

┊❥ On his off-days, Hop will just spend the day laying in bed with you, flashing those golden eyes of his so that you'd stay with him longer, his lips pressed to your cheek and arms wrapped snugly around your figure

┊❥ You'll find yourself in his more often than you realize, the male is very keen on physical affection behind closed doors where he can simply scoop you up and twirl you around as if you weight nothing ! And partially, because he wants to show off his sculpted build after working hard on it over the years so please, compliment him lots and lots about it !

╭───────────────── ╰──➤✖✖🔪 YANDERE ❤︎ ✖✖

┊❥ The first he had laid eyes on you, he knew he just had to have you all to himself ! It was simply love at first sight ! He can still even faintly remember how fast his heartbeat was on that day

┊❥ The amount of times he had followed you back home was incomprehensible, the male simply watching and admiring the way you keep on turning around to try and catch a glimpse of the shadowy figure before hurrying back; he thinks it's so cute !

┊❥ Everyone knows how kind and sweet Hop is, so nobody would really believe you if you were to say that Hop was the one standing next to your bedroom window every night; he's just too innocent to do such a horrible thing !

┊❥ Hop uses Leon to get you to him, he knows how much influence his big brother has so he doesn't feel an ounce of guilt when he sees Leon usher you into the laboratory, his brother's hand holding on tight to your wrist so you wouldn't run away while he excitedly explains that his relationship with you is secured

┊❥ He keeps you under lock and key at another house Leon bought for him, one that's far from civilization so even if you did managed to escape; know that you'll running for miles in the middle of nowhere until he comes and finds you before dragging you back to the house

┊❥ Hop doesn't see any of his actions wrong, in fact, he's in the right for doing this to you. How could you think that you deserve to be with someone else? No one would treat you as good as he does, you'll never want to find someone else once you get a taste of his love. His unbridled, ruthless love that he bottles up in his heart meant solely for you

┊❥ He'll actively manipulate everyone and anyone by putting on a sad face and tearfully expresses to them how you never seem to reciprocate his feelings, how you always seem to be so distant with him in the public eye. Soon enough, everyone you know will keep on pestering you, scolding you, insulting you to try and be a better lover to Hop; he's just that good

┊❥ While he's away at work, Hop keeps an eye on you by discreetly placing a tracker in your phone, where he can check your messages and who have you been frequently in contact with, despite the many complaints you've yelled at him once you found out about it, he doesn't bat an eye as he smiles sweetly at you. It's almost like he enjoys getting on your nerves

┊❥ If you keep on resisting him throughout the many months where he had been nothing but patient with you, the love in his golden eyes turn cold. He keeps a hand wrapped around your throat as he lovingly whispers that if you do resist one last time, he'll make sure to strip everything you have one by one until you're left with nothing. He'll make sure to bring your reputation down into a ditch so he knows you'll come back crying to him to make everything 'better' again

┊❥ If you stayed obedient however, the Pokémon professor will be over the moon. He does let up in his advances just a tad bit, the male being more compliant to your whines of wanting to go out of the house (under the condition that he's there with you) or even letting you have a friend or two but never more than four. He doesn't want you running off with them, after all !

[zozo720]

Currently replaying Omega Ruby (maybe my favourite Pokemon game besides SwSh) and saw Magma Admin Courtney again.

I have several questions, but chief among them is WHY did they make her like that in ORAS? Why do they give her creepy, borderline yandere (i probably misused the word, sorry) behaviour? Why do they make her say stuff that can very easily be interpreted as sexual to a CANONICALLY 10 YEAR OLD CHILD?

"Commencing...experiment. You. Forever. Aha... ♪"

"..But... ...Now...I just...want to... ...With you... ...I want to...engage... ...You... ...I want to...analyze. Ahahaha. ♪"

"... Slurp. ♪"

Cannot stress enough that she says these things to a child.

ORAS Courtney fans, no hate to you of course, but please tell me I'm not alone in finding this weird or uncomfortable. Also, if she acts different in the anime or manga, then maybe you can call it another example of the games' comically poor writing screwing her over, but... Arceus almighty...

Also ORAS Tabitha is way cooler and most of the people who dislike him do it because of fatphobia

[sibdubnonandotherdarkcon]

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Star-Crossed by Choice: Chapter 2

Yandere Raihan & Leon with Champion Darling

Pokemon SwSh and SV Crossover

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Home. It used to mean something to you - you still vaguely recalled a warm, loving house back in the quiet backwoods of Postwick, a place to which you could once retreat away from the world. Somewhere where the weight of expectations on your shoulders didn’t exist, where there were no prying eyes watching your every move, waiting to pounce on a moment of weakness. Somewhere you felt safe, where the creak of a door opening didn’t send you straight into a panic attack. The word had lost all meaning to you after Raihan and Leon, no matter how much the two tried to convince you that you had one with them.

No, you didn’t have a home, was the sole thought that raced through your head again and again, almost as if a desperate prayer to uncaring higher beings. But it didn't matter what you thought or what you felt, even if your voice worked like everyone else’s. Raihan’s question had been entirely rhetorical as they always were, and no one knew that better than you. 

Yet even outside of your turbulent thoughts spiraling out of your control in your mind, the panic was taking a physical toll on your body. Every breath you took felt heavier and heavier, and you started to heave under the pressure - it was too much. Everything was too much. The noise, the eyes, their eyes; your world was collapsing around you. Your ears throbbed, the bustle of the growing crowd, eager for a taste of excitement in the usually sleepy town, mixing and mashing into a white noise over which you could only hear the pounding of your heart. The pressure of gazes, uncaring and distant and hungry for nothing more than the entertainment you provided.  Your chest tightened. You couldn’t breathe.

There was nowhere left for you to go except back to a past you couldn’t run from.

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Nemona glanced back at you worriedly. For all the months that she had known you, spent together both in and outside of classes, she had never once seen you in such a wretched state. Your chest heaving with the exertion of taking a simple breath, it was obvious to anyone with working eyes that you weren’t reacting well to the arrival of the two men for reasons that were currently beyond her. The healthy flush of color that graced your skin just a few minutes previously throughout the course of dinner had now faded, giving way to a shade of ashen gray that she had only previously seen on a Greavard. 

A crunch of gravel, a single step in your direction, and the switch in the student council president’s attention was immediate, orange eyes whirling back forward to land on an unbothered Raihan, the man not looking the slightest bit concerned despite your paling complexion. Of course it was a shock to learn more about your past, and there was still too much she didn’t know, but now was definitely not the time to pry for answers. “Don’t come any closer,” the Champion-ranked trainer warned, finally retrieving one of six Pokeballs hanging from her belt and tossing it to the ground. She would not stand for any further boundaries being crossed - and if it took a defeat in battle to have these two leave, then so be it. With a guttural cry, Pawmot materialized and seemingly grasping the situation at hand, instantly put itself between its trainer and Raihan, both paws raised. 

The uproar of the crowd faded away, giving way to nervous glances shot between bystanders as they realized what was unfolding, the town once more returning to an uncomfortable silence: a battle right here? In the middle of town? This was way too close for comfort for both watchers and the buildings around, and Nemona was well aware. Any missed or misdirected attacks could easily cause untold levels of hurt and damage, but did she really have any other choice? 

Yet despite having her Pawmot out, neither Raihan nor Leon seemed the slightest bit phased, simply opting to ignore her issued challenge, though the purple-haired former champion at least paused to glimpse at the newly introduced Pokemon. Pawmot soon lost its aggressive posturing, turning to look at its trainer confused: without an opponent to fight, what now? But neither Nemona nor the silent world had any answer, and the agonizing tranquility only continued. Without the usual rustle of flags or the shifting of dirt beneath their feet, every second seemed to stretch into eternity, and all those orange eyes could do was watch the Dragon Gym leader stroll closer with every stride, his eyes fixed solely on you, the rocks stumbling and tossing behind his feet an ominous foreboding of what was to come.

It took but a single heartbeat for everything to turn on its head. Taking her eyes off the approaching man for a moment to check on you was enough for Raihan to breeze past her outstretched arm. “Wha-” Whirling around only to be faced with the sight of his back, the sudden change left Nemona reeling back at the surprising speed, and she unconsciously staggered back a step. What had just happened? But despite her worries, all the prohibitively tall man did was sweep you straight into a hug, letting out the breath that he had been holding as he ran one hand through your hair, pressing your face firmly yet ever so caringly into his hoodie as if to hide you away from the world - the plain relief washing over his expression a far cry from the previous sharpness of his gaze. 

Then those crystal blue eyes turned on her, and for that instant, Nemona felt like she was staring straight into the wild eyes of a Salamence. “Aww come on, what kind of fun is that?” Raihan broke into a full grin, letting out a chuckle as he reached out to playfully poke Nemona in the shoulder, the ferocious look disappearing as if it had never been there. The heavy tension that had blanketed the area lifted, and as if on cue, the wind started up once more, a refreshing gale that brought a breath of fresh air down from the mountains and through the dusty streets. “Don’t look so serious, it’s not a good look to have ya know.”

Leon chuckled, his posture visibly relaxing as he ran one hand through his purple locks. Shaking his head fondly as he rested one hand on his hip, the former champion turned to the quiet crowd. “Sorry about that, folks. Didn’t mean to disturb you in the middle of your lovely evening.” 

A pause, the uneasy mob glancing around at each other briefly before the mumbles started up.

“I’ve been to Galar and I still have your league card, Leon! Could I get your signature please?” Someone called out from the midst of the people, and whatever was left of the serious situation evaporated into the rapidly darkening sky, the gathered mass slowly but surely dispersing of their own accord. Nemosa was left, standing alone and staring stunned at what had unfurled in front of her. What on Arceus’ green earth was going on?

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You looked so small next to him, Raihan mused, watching your hair parting and falling back into place as his fingers ran through. Then again, you always had looked tiny next to his lean, lanky form, even more so when you didn't have all this fabric covering you up. Looping his arm under yours to better support your limp figure against his own, the sight of your eyes dilated and trembling was enough to bring a sense of adoration rushing through his system, his heart soaring - it was you. Against all odds, it really was you. His little lover, his precious gem. He had found you again. The last of the sun rays danced across the orange sky as the sun sank beneath the horizon, the pastel colored clouds a fleeting memory of an eventful day, to which the tanned man let out a hum, turning his face up to bathe in the dying light. It truly had been a beautiful day; the same kind of gorgeous dusk it had been when Leon had been toppled from his throne by a little dark horse, the same kind of looming night when Raihan had first brought you home with him. Today would be a new memory made, he supposed.

A slight twitch, and his attention was back down and focused on you once more, watching as you begin to stir awake from the little vacation you took from reality and from him. Releasing the hand he had resting on the back of your head, the Galar gym leader allowed you to pull away from ever so slightly, your disorientation reminding him of the moments right after you awoke. “Are you alright?” Came his quiet whisper, long slender fingers moving to fiddle with your earlobe, though the gleeful grin plastered across his face told a different story, a glimpse into his unspoken thoughts. “Crowd’s gone now.”

But much to his chagrin, it seemed that his voice alone wasn’t enough to have you return fully to reality, and you simply nodded along with whatever Raihan was saying without acknowledging that it was him, the confusion still clear in your doe eyes; he had no doubt had it been Leon, you would have already jerked straight to attention.

The ugly jealousy reared its head once more, those nagging little voices that he never had quite managed to suppress whispering from the back of his head, all agreeing with what Raihan had always suspected: that you preferred Leon over him. The same emotion had once driven him to strive so hard to beat the unbeatable Champion flared up, stirring in his chest, yet it was a feeling that was so unbecoming of a lover. All he craved was your attention, the return of the little gestures of love you once showed him : the plate of delicious curry you had offered when he chanced upon your camp in the Wild Area, the little sandwiches you packed to pass him when you visited the vault in Hammerlocke after his complaint about not having the time to grab a bite. To one day hear his name mumbled by those heavenly lips. Yet you only ever gave the time of day to Leon.

Raihan got to you first, fair and square. You were his. You were supposed to be only his. So why? Hasn’t he given enough? Didn’t he treat you right? Didn’t he care for you so much better than that bastard ever did? So why didn't you give him what he craved? 

Downturned eyes narrowing, his grin falling slightly as that cursed mob of purple-haired popped into view from the corner of his eye, his arms tightening around you protectively. Oh how he hated his wretched rival. The one man he had to share your attention and affection with. The one man Raihan had never been able to beat. Yet it was you who put both of them in their places, a dark horse that took Galar by storm. And it was truly unfortunate that without either’s cooperation, neither would have been able to have you within their grasp once more. 

His patience with your lack of reaction had worn out. A single light tug of the strap of your backpack had you reacting instantly, and the toothy grin was once more back on Raihan’s face as your back stiffened along with the rest of your figure when you finally realized the predicament you were in. That was more like it. “Welcome back, lil champ. You had your little friend all flustered and worried, you know?”

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Leon jogged over to the trio left standing in the middle of the road right as you stirred back to life. It had taken a good while to clear off the masses, though nowhere as long as it usually took back in Galar. He didn’t usually mind the fame and adoring fans; they did come in useful from time to time, but this was one of those times that the usually friendly man had to physically bite down his frustration and his unusually short-fused temper. After all, you were right there. 

The sun to his Earth, just a stone’s throw away, the light that brightened his life and gave him a reason to keep going. Months of worry, thinking about you, wondering what you were up to away from him, fretting if you were safe out in the dangerous world all alone. The dread he had to endure night after night without knowing where you were, without you in his arms, having to trudge on with his duties to the people of Galar directionless in the lonely darkness. It had been absolute hell, and being forced to watch Raihan plastering his filthy hands all over you from a distance while he worked  - Leon wasn’t sure how long more he was going to last.

The Dragon Gym Leader had always been his rival long before you had ever stepped foot near the Gym Challenge, and Leon had always welcomed the challenge - Raihan by and large had been the only person who could force him to his last Pokemon, his partner Charizard. Being unbeatable was boring, and having strong rivals to battle at the end of the Champion’s Cup had been what the purple-haired man looked forward to the most. Yet now, all Raihan was was an eyesore and a pain - an irritant in what could be a smooth-sailing life where Leon had you all to himself.  After all, he was the one that saw your potential first, the first friendly face that had guided you along your journey into the world of Pokemon battles, the sole anchor in your life who had been watching out for you since the beginning. 

There used to be nothing that Leon chased more than the high of battle - the pure exhilaration, the adrenaline rush of being pushed to the edge. There was nothing more addictive. Being Champion was all well and good, but with no one capable of beating him, the thrill died off quicker and quicker each time the Champion Cup ended with him and Raihan; it was no fun to know your opponent never stood a chance. Yet the first time you had lifted that shy gaze to meet his in a Pokemon battle, the hair on the back of his neck instantly stood on end. The intensity that raged through your eyes, it wasn’t anything he had seen in a while, your potential, breathtaking. And his hunch had been right, Leon overcame with tears when he was finally defeated, his heart beating out of his chest.

It had always been you. You were all he craved. You, the only one to see through the celebrity Champion persona he wore like a second skin, to offer your smile to him as if he was just another person. The only one at the end of the tunnel. The purple-haired man had never asked for much in return for his devotion: just to know your voice as well as his little ungrateful brother Hop did, to earn your love like he earned his badges and scars, to be pampered once more.

So why Raihan? Why did you give two shits what he wanted? Why did you always pick him over Leon? What did you see in that constant loser that the unbeatable Champion lacked? 

No doubt you would be made to pay for your sins once Leon had you back where he could have you, body and mind, all to himself. But for now, his work was far from done, the usual celebrity smile still pulling at his lips as his steps came to a slowing stop near the self-proclaimed “Champion-ranked trainer”, whatever that was supposed to mean; even after the last fan had left, sated with the newest selfie and signature they obtained of the formerly unbeatable Galar Champion to add to their collection, there was still one more obstacle standing between you and him to deal with. 

He couldn’t quite afford to drop his public persona just yet - it would be idiotic to show such a…personal side of himself that he reserved only for you to anyone else, and so he persevered. “Nemona, was it? Leon.” Sticking out his hand, Leon relaxed his face muscles as much as he could, though it was clear to you that his deceptively friendly eyes held anything but disdain for the other behind the cover. “Thanks for taking care of her.”

Your new friend simply let out a noise that sounded like a cross between a snort of disbelief and a whine of confusion, though she still took the offered hand in a firm shake.

The town had returned to a peaceful normalcy, the streets once more emptying as the night grew late, dim lights spilling out from between the shutters of closed windows and from tired streetlamps just barely illuminating the cobblestone paths. The dropping temperature only brought with it colder winds that swept down from the surrounding mountains, the dust being kicked up and blown about in every direction a mild irritant to the souls still braving the worn roads. 

Reaching into his pocket, your flinching at the usually innocent gesture that Leon caught from the corner of his eye drew a genuine grin out of him, though all the purple-haired man retrieved from his pocket this time was one of many copies of his league card. “I know this is not Galar, but would you like my league card?”

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Regret. That single emotion was all you could feel in the moment, bile rising at the back of your throat and flooding the cavity of your chest, your heart threatening to beat out of your chest. They were here, Leon and Raihan. They had found you. You shouldn’t have given it your all to win. You never should have caved to Hop’s persistence to join the Gym Challenge as his rival. You shouldn’t have agreed to meet Leon. 

After all the risks, all the heartache, all the effort it had taken for you to steal away, to break free; you were back at square one again. Right back in their grasp.

The frigid wind tearing through Cortondo, the same gale you had once enjoyed as it teased your hair and whispered unknowable secrets in your ear, felt especially uncaring this night, you noted bitterly, your gaze still turned downwards the ground, hot tears trailing painful paths down reddened cheeks, your limp body simply propped up against Raihan’s. Dully noting that Nemona’s continued presence despite her current distraction courtesy of Leon, you could only wonder what outcome your friend was hoping for by sticking around. You didn’t want to see her hurt - not the first friend that you had in a long while that you had found your voice to speak to. And if you could still speak, you were sure that you would have told her to run. That these two men were dangerous, that they shouldn’t be trusted, that she should just leave you and save herself. Alas in the presence of your worst nightmares, even your own voice seemed to have abandoned you.

“Your fans have been all worked up about you, lil champ,” Raihan’s Rotom phone popped out from the pocket of his pants, the screen flashing as he navigated to his social media page. A quick scroll to the latest post some five months ago was all it took to reveal the hundreds of questions and concerns that had poured in day and night. “Look how worried they are.” Strangers who knew you only by the images and videos of the life you lived on the platform flooding both the comment section and the Galar gym leader’s direct messages, clamoring for news on the popular gym leader and of course you, their beloved Champion: older comments enquiring the unusual silence of the account and the lack of posts, and newer ones simply wishing both you and Raihan well. 

But you knew it was just pretense - what they were truly missing was the entertainment that was your life. The constant stream of posts, the tantalizing updates of the ongoings of your life carefully curated by the influencer and massively popular gym leader. Your “fans” never cared for you any further than the entertainment that you brought; they never did. All you were to them was a break from their boring reality at the cost of your own. “Come on, let’s take a selfie!”

Resisting the command, your attempt to pull away was for naught. He knew you hated it, being in the spotlight of any kind. You had never been one for the limelight, preferring to pass unnoticed, but all the more he was going to make you do it. It was a punishment for defying him, for denying him - that sharp gaze and sharper mind definitely picked up on the few words you had managed to mutter to Nemona earlier. And it was just the beginning. Yet standing no chance against his strength, Raihan pinned you into place, his Rotom getting into that all too-familiar position, ready for a new post, a new update to your adoring fans eager to hear about their Champion. “Smile!” 

How could you explain that the all-star life that you lived wasn’t what it looked like? That your every move was controlled as if you were nothing more than a doll on strings, destined to be paraded around as if a trophy and passed between the two puppet masters that ruled every second of your life? The punishments that awaited not only you but your friends and your beloved Pokemon if you disobeyed, the constant new marks and bruises that littered every inch of your skin as Raihan and Leon fought for ownership, both seeking to mark you with the hope the other would back off? No, you knew the answer long before you tried to get help - no one would believe you. Not over Raihan, and certainly not over Leon.

You couldn’t. You tried, the corner of your mouth shaking with the effort as the muscles tried to haul themselves upwards. But you couldn’t, your lips refusing to pull up into even a painful grimace, instead slacking and giving way from the trembles. The flashes of the hellish life under the two men that you had left behind in Galar, long repressed memories that haunted you on bad nights roaring straight back to the front of your mind; you thought you would have found confidence as a Champion. You thought you would have found your voice. All you found at the end of the tunnel were a waiting pair of dragon and lion.

Raihan’s signature lazy, toothy grin dropped entirely from his face, the weight of his glare on you as heavy as his tone. “I said, smile.”

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A shrill cry was the sole warning they received, your Cinderace burst forth from its ball unprompted in response to your distress reaching its limits, forcing Raihan to release you from his grasp as it materialized between you and him. Fortunately for you, the crowd had long dissipated, tired souls having retreated to the safety and comfort of their homes - the spectacle would have only been bigger with the appearance of a non-native Pokemon like Cinderace on the streets of Cortondo of all places. Without the support of tanned arms, you slumped to the ground, the distinct clank of metal ringing out through lifeless streets as the bottom of your bag impacted the stone-lined streets beneath, the familiar sound drawing Leon's attention as well: more Pokeballs. You had more of your Pokemon on you.

The remnants of Raihan’s public mask shattered.