#yes this will be an adaman x me

[tetrafy]

[pokemenlovingmen]

Okay!! I was able to counter act the links being funky in my app by opening your blog in my mobile browser!!!! so I was able to read your rules n stuff so now I can finally request (yusss!!! also, I saw the "ingo,,, again" under the PLA characters you write for and it made me think "ingo 2,,, electric boogaloo" heheheh. also yeah fuck kamado, all my homies hate kamado)

okay, could I please request a lil drabble (if you only do hc's thats fine of course! I just couldnt find it clearly if you only do hc's) of Adaman taking care of a reader who is on bed rest and healing? the exact stuff of how and what is up to you, for me its more so the comfort and caring side, not so much the angst side (so like, nothing thats like "omg reader was near death" pls?). gender of the reader I dont mind, just do what youre most comfortable with and yee!! thank youuuu

Hi you’ve been such a kind supporter I’m sorry it took me so long to get to you!! And yeah. Fuck Kamado. That exile would have been my villain origin story if the game gave me more agency, I swear to god.

And conversely, we love Adaman. They put him in pokemas and my quality of life has improved significantly <3

Oh and I’m sorry about the lack of clarity of what I do! I do only HCs, but at the level of detail I can’t stop myself from including, they’re kinda like a weird fusion between drabble and headcanons.

Healing Takes Time — Adaman x M!Reader

💎 — Hisui is a dangerous place and injuries ranging from minor to severe are all too common. So Adaman’s not exactly a stranger to presiding over loved ones on bed rest.

💎 — Doesn’t mean he’s good at it, though.

💎 — Mai reminds him that the slow passage of time is just as important as things that happen in the quick, efficient manner that he prefers as well. It’s not a slight from Mighty Dialga being displeased, it’s just the nature of time. But he can’t just stand around when it comes to your health! Yes, rest takes time, he’s aware, but all this waiting feels the same as doing nothing to him.

💎 — Mai basically has to keep him away from you constantly because he’s always fretting over you, which is definitely sweet of him even if it’s not exactly helpful, but it is funny to watch the cartoonish shenanigans of Mai trying to constantly shoo Adaman away from the medical tent.

💎 — Even if what you’re recovering from isn’t serious, you’d never be able to guess that from how he behaves.

💎 — He essentially becomes your primary nurse and seldom lets you out of his sight if he can help it (thanks to Mai being the reasonable one, he usually can’t).

💎 — Once things calm down though, after the first two or three days when your recovery progress is becoming quite apparent, he’s less frazzled and more willing to leave you be. He just can’t help that impatience winning out, though, sometimes.

💎 — He’ll be there to help you with maintaining yourself while you rest, sitting beside your futon while you recover, brushing your hair so you don’t have to, keeping a fresh cold compress on you at all times if the problem is that you’re sick and feverish, changing your bandages if it’s an injury, all that.

💎 — If you’re okay with it, he’ll also happily bring his Leafeon to see you for some good old fashioned grass-type aromatherapy. I know Leafeon can’t actually learn the move aromatherapy, but it’s clearly made of plants and must have some kind of floral/herbal smell.

💎 — And since we know he is a house husband in the making guy with an interest in cooking, you bet he’ll be bringing you all manner of home-cooked meals.

💎 — He’s so dutiful, oftentimes he doesn’t go back to his own tent for the night and will instead fall asleep on the cold floor next to your futon.

💎 — Adaman is very sure to keep you abreast of all goings-on in the clan, usually nothing much of interest, but he does uncharacteristically bring you all sorts of gossip. It’s not that he likes to gossip, but while you’re bedridden he can’t think of much to entertain you with so this is what he’s settled on. And also he probably would like to vent his multitude of frustrations with Melli specifically because you just know 3/5 instances of drama involve some kind of category 5 Melli moment.

💎 — Once you start to recover and leave your bedridden state, he’s still just as present as he was before.

💎 — If it was an injury he’s always making sure you’re not overexerting yourself, and if it’s something that happened to your legs, he’s volunteering to help you walk around so you don’t put too much pressure on the injury.

💎 — For illness he’ll always be on your case about taking whatever medicines/remedies you were instructed to, because your recovery has already taken ages (to him) already, and he’s not sure he can bear seeing you sick for much longer.

💎 — Regardless of the reason you’re bedridden, he’ll always give you a kiss on the forehead when he enters the tent and before he leaves—though if you’re sick, he musters the self control to wait. Ideally he can keep that up, but he might get a little impatient… oh well. He needs to remind you how much he loves you, and if he ends up getting what you have, he knows you’ll care for him just as dutifully as he did you.

[crystcrm]

A male reader blog? In this economy?!? What are the fucking odds?

Unrelated but oogh I love your formatting it's so 👌👌👌 makes my braincell very pleased

Anyways!! Please feel free to disregard this if you aren't actively taking requests, I just wanted to write this idea down before I forgot it haha. So... Ingo, right? Mr train man. The yoinky sploinky.

I'm assuming you've played PLA (if you haven't my bad) but... Perchance some headcanons of a warden ingo and a male reader. Reader is a member of the diamond clan for that sweet forbidden romance.

For specifics, Reader has a weird affinity for Pokemon and has befriended a completely feral weavile that dropped through one of the space time vortexes!! His Weavile is homies with Lady Sneasler so naturally he and Ingo have become friends.

Anyways!! General relationship headcanons between them, perhaps a little sneakiness to avoid getting caught (even if they're extremely obvious and everybody knows) both sfw and nsfw are fine, whatever u feel like doin my man

For a final note, if you do named anons, can I b Bones Anon? Because I eat bones 🦴

Thank u have a good day

hello, hello ! ♡

why, yes, i do so happen to be a male reader blog! also thank you, hehe, i didn't think much about the formatting.. i just got inspired by seeing other writer blogs and went this is my style :)

anyway, looks like not only do we have our first request and first official post, but also my first ever anon! ♡

welcome to the cozy corner, bones anon! 🦴

yes, i have played LA! i've watched some, rp'ed some, but played even fewer for pokémon— i only have shield and LA, and i'm planning to get SV soon though! i absolutely love the idea you've bestowed upon me, ingo is such a skrunkle.

so, without further ado...

on the downlow ;; ingo x male!reader headcanons

content ;- fluff , nsfw , soft dom ingo , sub reader , anal sex , semi public sex , clothed sex , oral ( ingo receiving with implied reader receiving ) , sexy consent , creampie , cockwarming , implied aftercare , pet names ( darling )

not proofread. nsfw below the cut. minors dni.

> hailing from the diamond clan, values of time were always ingrained within you. sure, you weren't as vocal as adaman, but you held it in your heart. but as one who spends his time around pokémon, you never focused on "wasting" time, but rather "taking your time".

> no matter the type of beast you face, your patience never once ran thin, and you made tons of pokémon friends— some normal, but many out of the norm that many wouldn't ever dare approach.

> be it a raging ursaring, or curious ghosts that lurk, you always found a way to make friends. even this absolute feral weavile that everyone told you to not approach. it took way too much time, but you somehow managed to have it partner up with you.

> of course, with the help of the galaxy expedition team, you had found out that sneasel like cold places! you wanted to give your dear weavile some friends, so you decided to make a trip to the coronet highlands!

> little did you know, this little trip would sow a seed that would sprout over time. you met warden ingo, one who stayed with the pearl clan. it wasn't exactly you who initiated anything— but rather your beloved weavile had took an interest in lady sneasler.

and soon began this little relationship.

> ingo doesn't exactly have the pearl clan's ultimate belief in his heart— perhaps that is why he soon began to accept your presence around him and the pokémon he was the warden of. at first it was just idle chit chat as your weavile and lady sneasler began a friendship of their very own, but soon it grew. you'd exchange gifts and trinkets, things that reminded you of each other. it was wonderful, especially when he'd share a berry with you as he said you were as sweet as it.

> spending time out in the highlands meant it was often cold. despite your protests, claiming that you'll get used to it with "time", ingo's ragged coat would often be drapped around your shoulders. he thinks it's fitting on you, claiming that it was as though the "space" in his coat was perfect to hold someone like you.

> the protection of the ghosts you've befriended will always be something you cherish. for when night falls and you long for the other, they guide you in the darkness to meet him. he is more than happy to have you in his arms at the wee hours, and he secretly thanks the pokémon that guided you to him with little offerings.

> surely enough, some of the diamond clan would question your odd disappearances every time you went to seek him out. you'd never tell them where you went, despite them all being worried for you. after all, despite your patience with pokémon, it simply meant you were just as prone to trouble. sometimes the two of you would meet just outside jubilife, exchanging sweet affections hidden away from the gaze of your clans. nobody would be there, and it was perfect.

> by now, ingo proclaimed himself as an expert on... you. he knew you like his pokémon, the back of his hand. he knew what you'd like, where to find you... where you like to be touched, how his kisses affect you. yes... he does think he knows a lot about you.

he wants to know even more.

> nights in hisui were beautiful— the sky above was always astounding. but only one sight would maintain the spot of ingo's most preferred sight; you between his legs pleasuring him with your mouth. the same mouth that spouts flowery words as flirtacious remarks, the same mouth that peppers kisses across his cheeks. seeing you work so passionately to pleasure him makes him want to do the same to you. he will do the same to you.

> sometimes, touches go a little too far, and before you even knew it, the both of you are entangled in one another out in the open. far away from civilisation, far away from pokémon, the two of you are stuck in your own world with only each other. he holds you tightly by your waist as your legs lock around him, clothes barely tugged apart as he wanted you there and then. you couldn't complain, you wanted him too, after all.

> ingo always listens. "is this okay?" or "are you feeling good, darling?" are words you commonly hear in your ears as he gets intimate with you. holding you in an embrace so dear like no other, he makes sure you're always still there, feeling exactly what he wants you to feel. for as long as you tell him, he'd give his all to you and never less.

> you're intoxicating- addicting even. your tightness around him as him groaning in your ears and he simply wants to feel more. his hands roam all over you with a certain fervor, gripping down as he feels you up. your skin on his, you never expected that he was so close. the only sign you got was a low moan in your ears as he nuzzled in close, hips stuttering before he filled you up. you are always too good to him, and he wants to be just as good to you. he'll see to it that he'll clean up your messes, and he follows through every time.

> being a warden is hard work. it's stressful, especially when some other clan members are being nosy or bossy. when this happens, he can't help but want to seek you out. you are his saving grace, his divine angel that he wants to bask in the light of. when you finally meet him, you realise how pent up he is— but he doesn't want anything more but to feel you around him. he has you in his lap, his arms wrapped around you as he nestles himself within your warmth to stay there for as long as you both would like. the comfort of a lover has never felt better than this.

crystcrm 2022. do not reupload or plagiarise my works.

[misaverawrites]

The Bonds of Attraction (Adaman x Reader) SMUT

summary: You and Adaman have overwhelmingly loving sex. That’s it.

tags: riding, playing with Adaman’s hair, subby adaman, kind of possessive, biting, kissing, oral (f. recieving), use of the word cunt, unsafe sex (pls wrap it before you tap it), creampie, diamond as a nickname

a/n: subby adaman makes me feel THINGS UGH-

Your hands' grip at the collar of Adaman’s haori, it’s desperate between the two of you, like the bonds of attraction are pulling you both together. Your lips connect to his neck, the skin becoming victim to your small, painless love-bites. The small bites blossom into soft pink marks that you both know will become bruises, something in the back of your mind feels proud knowing that your lover will wear your marks with pride. The two of you only pull away for air, the way that he moans against your lips leave you wanting more, “Get on the bed,” You murmur against his lips in the haze of lust that fills the room and he obliges you more than willingly, practically throwing himself onto his large, plush bed.

He lies down in a way that his erection lie, angled and proud, against the constraints of his bottoms, you take his hand and look him in the eyes, his eyes blown out with love and lust, “Can I help you with your haori? And the rest?” There’s a pause and then an overly-enthusiastic nod, “Yes, my love.” Being all that he says as you guide him back up from his position, slowly taking care of his clothes, starting off with his haori. You guide off of his shoulders, letting it slide off as you work with the fabric holding his outfit on him, you loosen it, allowing it to free from his body, standing well, lying before you is Adaman in all of his brazen, naked glory. You begin to remove your clothing, pressing a kiss to Adaman’s form whilst you do so. You suddenly climb onto him, sitting on his chest, “Do you want me to ride you, love?” You ask, a small smile on your face as you watch him nod enthusiastically, “Well if you want what you want, you’re going to have to work a little bit.” You whisper spreading your legs a bit, pulling yourself off of your knees, and then begin to lower yourself onto his face. You feel his tongue press against your cunt, he eats you out as though he was a man starved and he was staring at the last meal he’d ever eat. You felt his lips close around your clit, sucking on the bundle of nerves that made your legs feel weak as you moaned his name softly as he continued to run himself ragged as he ate you out, your moaning and mewling only spurring him.

That is until you lift yourself unsteadily from his face, staring down at him, his lips covered with your slick, a small smirk coating his face. He looks proud at the way your legs tremble and you cannot help but lower yourself once more to kiss him on the lips. He guides you back up with his hands as you then use his guidance to place your cunt against his cock. The feeling of his cock pressing against you as it pushes inside of you makes Adaman moan beneath you. You begin rocking on top of his cock, and as you do so, you cup his face as he gazes up at you, how gorgeous you look on top of him, for him. You run your hands through his hair and kiss his forehead. He cries out at the feeling of the tightness squeezing his cock and the intimacy at which you press his face against your breasts and run your hands through his hair. His upwards thrusts become uneven inside of you and you whimper at the speed at which he paces his thrusts, the way that you share the control as he hits against your G-Spot, making your legs weaken and shake once more. The way that the two of you begin to feel the effects of a nearing orgasm in unison, his fast-approaching as his thrusts become more and more uneven. You gasp as his finger finds your clit, thumbing at it as his mouth kisses and leaves bites on your breasts that rival the bites you had left only moments prior.

Then, his orgasm washes over him like waves on the ocean shore, putting him in a haze as he spills himself inside of you, the sensation of which pushes you to your orgasm, quick and heavy as the convulsions pulse around his cock. You collapse on top of him, the both of you breathing heavily against one another. You press against his chest, picking yourself up and kissing his lips. “I love you,” You whisper against his lips softly as he smiles and hums softly, “I love you more, my diamond.” You fall back onto his chest once more as he pushes your hair back out of your face as the both of you fall asleep together, bodies intertwined with one another.

He lies down in a way that his erection lie, angled and proud, against the constraints of his bottoms, you take his hand and look him in this eyes, his eyes blown out with love and lust, "Can I help you with your haori? And the rest?" There's a pause and then an overly-enthusiastic nod, "Yes, my love." Being all that he says as you guide him back up from his position, slowly taking care with his clothes, starting off with his haori. You guide off of his shoulders, letting it slide off as you work with the fabric holding his outfit on him, you loosen it, allowing it to free from his body, standing-well, lying-before you is Adaman in all of his brazen, naked glory. You begin to remove your clothing, pressing a kiss to Adaman's form whilst you do so. You suddenly climb onto him, sitting on his chest, "Do you want me to ride you, love?" You ask, a small smile on your face as you watch him nod enthusiastically, "Well, if you want what you want, you're going to have to work a little bit." You whisper spreading your legs a bit, and pulling yourself off of your knees and then begin to lower yourself onto his face. You feel his tongue press against your cunt, he eats you out as though he was a man starved and he was staring at the last meal he'd ever eat. You felt his lips close around your clit, sucking on the bundle of nerves which made your legs feel weak as you moaned his name softly as he continued to run himself ragged as he ate you out, your moaning and mewling only spurring him.

That is until you lift yourself unsteadily from his face, staring down at him, his lips covered with your slick, a small smirk coating his face. He looks proud at the way your legs tremble and you cannot help but lower yourself once more to kiss him on the lips. He guides you back up with his hands as you then use his guidance to place your cunt against his cock. The feeling of his cock pressing against you as it pushes inside of you makes Adaman moan beneath you. You begin rocking on top of his cock, as you do so, you cup his face as he gazes up at you, how gorgeous you look on top of him, for him. You run your hands through his hair and kiss his forehead. He cries out at the feeling of the tightness squeezing his cock and the intimacy at which you press his face against your breasts and run your hands through his hair. His upwards thrusts become uneven inside of you and you whimper at the speed at which he paces his thrusts, the way that you share the control as he hits against your G-Spot, making your legs weaken and shake once more. The way that the two of you begin to feel the effects of a nearing orgasm in unison, his fast-approaching as his thrusts become more and more uneven. You gasp as his finger finds your clit, thumbing at it as his mouth kisses and leaves bites on your breasts that rival the bites you had left only moments prior.

Then, his orgasm washes over him like waves on the ocean shore, putting him in a haze as he spills himself inside of you, the sensation of which pushes you to your orgasm, quick and heavy as the convulsions pulse around his cock. You collapse on top of him, the both of you breathing heavily against one another. You press against his chest, picking yourself up and kissing his lips. "I love you," You whisper against his lips softly as he smiles and hums softly, "I love you more, my diamond." You fall back onto his chest once more as he pushes your hair back out of your face as the both of you fall asleep together, bodies intertwined with one another.

[jossambird]

In the moon’s light P7 🌕

Ingo x F!Reader

Word count: 2.3k

Warnings: Slight angst

AO3 for all previous parts

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“I think Volo’s been trying to kill Y/N.”

“You- Wait a second here Adaman! You mean to say that you think Volo, that blonde Gingko weirdo has been trying to kill Y/N, and you’re just going to throw her a party?” Melli said incredulously as he quickly tried to gather his thoughts but found that he could barely think one up after Adaman’s previous revelation.

“The Gathering, Melli- it isn’t only to unite both clans-” Adaman continued, hands finally opening and letting Melli’s uniform go, the tall man in said uniform equally feeling as if he had been dropped with everything Adaman was revealing to him.

“She is in love with Warden Ingo, and he is in love with her. The Gathering is-“

-

Melli watched as both Pearl Clan Wardens continued to approach, Ingo and Calaba walking side by side, conversing with one another.

An unknown feeling welled inside of the Diamond Clan Warden as he observed Ingo, wind tilting the man’s bizarre hat back just enough for him to grab at it, remembering Adaman’s words; You loved Ingo, and Ingo loved you, neither of you knowing of the other’s love.

There Melli remained, continuing to eye both Wardens as they grew close enough to finally see him.

“Good afternoon Warden Melli!” Ingo’s booming voice greeted him as he began to stop, most likely intending to speak to him like he always did when they saw eachother. Not that Melli really wanted to talk to the man who had also fallen from the sky… just like you had.

It was only then that Melli looked down at the clothes in Ingo’s hold, surprise coursing through him at the sight. Why did Ingo have-

Behind Ingo stood Calaba, finger resting on her lip in a motion to demand silence, winking as she noticed Melli’s gaze flicker on her form.

“Good afternoon Warden Melli. Ingo, I shall continue on and leave you with Melli, Lady Irida requires my help.” Calaba said with a firm voice, already walking away from the duo of men, visibly not wanting to hear an answer back.

“I see that Mistress Calaba has given you her late husband’s.. attire.” Melli tried to say after a second of silence, eyes landing once more on a very familiar type of attire clutched in the Warden’s hands.

‘Of course Calaba would do that’, Melli thought, eyes flickering back for a second to her retreating form.

“Yes! Lady Calaba was most gracious to gift me such an important attire for the Gathering! I shall wear it with pride.” Ingo happily replied, face far too neutral compared to his tone, in Melli’s honest opinion.

For what felt like the 50th time, he watched as the strange Warden looked out upon the vast land, as if searching for something… someone.

“Adaman has informed me that Lord Wyrdeer has already departed to fetch Y/N.” Melli decided to say, words startling Ingo, as if he’d already been lost in his own thoughts.

“A-Ah, yes? That is most welcome news, Lady Y/N will enjoy the festivities!” Ingo said after a moment, searching for his words. The simple act of hearing of your impending arrival caused the soft flames inside of Ingo’s body to burn brighter, thoughts wandering as he tried to imagine just how beautiful you would look.

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..

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You hadn’t realized just how fragile a healing leg could be until now.

You were quickly learning that singularly important fact as you rode atop Lord Wyrdeer’s back, each little bump sending a fiery hot pain up your faintly bruised limb, drawing another hiss from you.

Once again, the Pokemon Lord turned its head to the side, eyeing you to be sure you were alright.

“It’s alright, we can continue.” You smiled, petting its fur in what you hoped would be perceived as a sign to continue. The Lord huffed, continuing on, seeming to give you another side eye as if he knew you were lying.

You felt lucky to have your shiny Hisuian Zoroark following you. It walked slowly beside you, seeming as if in deep thought, and truthfully? It was. It could see just how stressed you were becoming with each step closer to arriving at your destination.

It had noticed the signs between you and the man with silver eyes, remembering how the sound of your heart had accelerated in the man’s presence and not to mention the scent that both your bodies had given off.

Furthermore, you had been the one to boldly ask for it to familiarize itself with your scents intermingled…

Then why did you now reek of such negative emotions if you were on your way to see the silver eyed man that made your heart race?

Your Zoroark didn’t like it, yellow eyes shifting back towards you, wondering if it could bring you joy instead. Silently, it watched as you winced once more, the culprit most likely being your injured limb as the Pokemon beside it continued to walk its quick pace.

Quickly did it shift into the father figure you loved, holding itself exactly like the man did when reading your new entries in the Pokédex. To its elated surprise, you gasped at the sight of it and laughed, congratulating it on a perfect recreation.

It continued, switching between various people it had seen you interact with. That old man you called Ginter, the woman named Cyllene, even going as far as transforming into Nurse Pesselle, pretending to chastise you about your knee, just like it had watched the pink-haired woman do.

It was only when it shifted into a certain Ginkgo merchant did your smile leave your face, unease settling in your soul.

Your heart began to race but not in a good way, rationality flying out the windows of your mind and yelling at you to escape as Volo turned to look at you once more.

Vaguely, in the far far recesses of your mind, your brain recognized just how incredible the extent of which your Pokemon could imitate the man was, Volo’s dead eyes staring back at you, hands reaching for you-

“NO!” You yelled out, almost falling off of the Noble Lord’s back as you tried to scramble away from Volo, scaring both Pokemon. Quickly did your Zoroark try to understand what had happened, guilt heavy on it’s mind as it realized the form it had taken had been the one to scare you so, the pungent nauseating scent of your fear staining the air around you. It could see the way you now shook, hands gripping at the Noble Pokemon beneath you with your eyes closed.

It hurriedly took the form of the being it knew you loved, remembering the man’s face clearly as if you still stood alongside him in Horseshoe Plains.

“Lady Y/N.”

You startled at the familiar sound, heart now racing for an entirely different reason as you were mentally brought back into time, remembering just how you had startled from your seat up upon the rock you had sat on.

‘Ingo’ stood before you, form relaxed and silent, yellow eyes watching you intently as you watched it back.

It was almost heartbreaking as realization hit you, the error of you previous actions catching up to you.

Your poor Zoroark had no clue what Volo could have possibly invoked in you.

You carefully descended from Lord Wyrdeer’s back and approached ‘Ingo’, smiling softly as your Pokemon whimpered, trying to communicate something with you.

“I'm sorry for how I reacted, Zoroark, it wasn’t you that scared me.” You cooed, hands moving and caressing its face and fur, the illusion of the man you loved quickly dissipating into thin air, leaving you to stare back at your Pokemon.

It required no words of apologies from you, its master, choosing instead to bury its face against your shoulder as you held it close, whispering words of praise at its amazing illusion skills.

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..

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Your heart slammed against your ribs as you neared the new settlement for both Clans, eyes flickering to and from the form you knew to be Ingo’s, not wanting to make this any more uncomfortable then it would already be. You couldn't help but imagine a dozen of outcomes this all could have, none of them including you under Ingo’s frame, thighs wrapped around his hips.

‘He didn’t come back because he wasn’t interested in you like that’, you mentally repeated to yourself, needy chills climbing up your spine as you instead tried to take in the beautiful view before you.

Different varying sizes of yurts and huts had already been built for the Gathering while more Diamond and Pearl clan members worked together in erecting more, children of both clans zipping around the vast area.

What seemed to be a large yurt lay against the ground farther away, more members of each clan chatting amongst eachother in what seemed to be a small argument on how to begin building it. Your staring must have caused the hairs on a woman’s neck to rise as seconds later, she curiously turned, wide eyes landing on your approaching form.

“Lady Y/N has arrived!!” She yelled out like a mother Pokemon alerting its young, dozens of heads following her line of view and landing on you, including Ingo’s searing gaze. You cursed silently at your lack of luck, a soft smile plastered against your lips as the woman waved to you in greeting. More Clan members filtered out of the yurts, joyful cheers erupting as Wyrdeer neared the settlement at a slower pace (which you silently thanked him for, whispering softly that you would bring him berries for his amazing work).

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Gaeric had watched with interest as you approached before drifting his gaze towards his fellow Pearl Clan Warden, who had yet to fully see your beautiful form. He softly chuckled, remembering Irida’s bold request.

“Adaman has requested our aid in helping Y/N and Warden Ingo confess their feelings for one another.”

Oh, he was going to do way more then get only a confession out of his strange but kind Clan brother.

-

Ingo stood passively beside the now silent Melli as you continued to approach atop of the Pokemon Lord, waving back at the multiple Clans members who greeted you.

Oh, you were even more breathtaking then he had last seen you, your hair already up in a seemingly formal fashion. Ingo wondered perhaps if Zisu had helped you, or Cyllene.

As if by impulse alone, Ingo began making his way towards the crowd who now encircled you, hands burning with how they craved to help you down from atop the Noble Lord’s back and proclaim his love-

A dizzying sound of silence filled his ears as he watched Warden Gaeric rush to your side, smiling dazzlingly as he stared up at you.

“Y/N! Let my muscles help you down!” Gaeric said, Ingo’s sharp gray eyes also drifting up to you instead of the man waiting to be allowed to help you. You smiled widely, a laugh exiting your lips for-

For Gaeric.

Not for him, like he had seen you smile while meeting him at the Training Grounds so many times before, smiling at him while watching Zisu yelling at new recruits, no. You were smiling for Gaeric, hand gently moving to the man’s outstretched one, holding it as he began helping you down and off Lord Wyrdeer’s back. The blue haired Warden’s hand remained on your person, drifting slowly to the dip of your lower back.

A spark of jealousy ignited inside of Ingo as he watched Gaeric continue to help you instead of him, hand now firmly pressed to the middle of your back…

It also didn’t escape Ingo that this was now the second time he felt envious of Warden Gaeric, the first time being when Lady Irida had informed him all the weeks ago of your unfortunate incident.

A noise came from behind him, startling Ingo briefly before remembering that he had been speaking with Melli just moments ago. Oh how you scrambled his brain and thoughts, so much so that he had forgotten about the man’s presence.

“I.. heard that Lady Y/N has many suitors after her hand.” Ingo murmured to the tall man after a tense second, deflating considerably.

The faint optimism that had spread within him after his chat with Lady Calaba dwindled, causing him to wonder if he’d perhaps truly lost his chance to be yours by not returning to Jubilife Village after the rumor had begun. Hope that had burned so brightly sparked within his chest.

No matter how Ingo tried to hide it, Melli could hear the yearning in his voice, hear the absolute need in his tone as he regarded you from afar, hands flexing at his sides as if to restrain himself from running to you.

The news didn’t really surprise the tall Warden much; you were beautiful, smart, strong, and a courageous woman, only a fool wouldn’t want a woman such as yourself to be theirs.

But at the same time… it did surprise Melli. It was only a mere few months ago that practically half of the people of Hisui had heard of you, everyone weary and mistrustful of the strange woman fallen from a space rift in the sky. Including him.

When had you begun to receive offerings from suitors? Who was to accept or deny each one?

For what felt like the 51st time today already, Melli watched the Warden beside him, and decided to refrain from teasing or insulting the man.

“I was not aware. I wonder who Y/N will pick to be her husband.”

Both Warden’s silently watched your interaction with the muscular Warden; you smiled gratefully to Gaeric for his help, but Melli could see the touch of unease grace your visage.

It was only when Gaeric laid his hand on the small of your back to lead you to the women’s tents did you turn, usually brilliant bright eyes now searching behind you, head turned as far as you could go before disappearing entirely into the crowd.

[mimi-kyuute]

— intro, guide & navi

welcome to my Pokémon blog! this is a side blog to my main @javarium, so to everyone who knows me (or of me haha) hello! yes, I write for Pokémon. it’ll always be apart of my silly little heart ❤️

for those of you that don’t know me, you can call me frellie! :3 feel free to start requesting from the listed gens below!

for now, I only write for generations 3, 4, 7, and 8. I do write for PLA, but only for Adaman. I’ll also write for Red, but he’s the only exception I’ll write for now.

male character x female reader blog. no smut; sfw only!

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[oceandiagonale]

YES OC X CANON GO BRRR anyways I finished the wallpaper and it reminded me of an absolutely insane coincidence that happened!

So as mentioned before me and my best friend have a pair of protags for PLA and us being us they both got boyfriends! His OC got paired with Volo and mine is paired with Adaman. Made these OCs months ago I think back in March iirc???

Now I bring up some of the SV revealed characters- specifically Jacq. I've seen some people speculate that Jacq is a descendant to Adaman here and there. And the funny part?

This is my OC that's paired with Adaman- (their name is Sylva Ka' uhane for tagging purposes-)

(Not pictured is their large circle frame glasses ajdjsksks)

So I showed my friend and we both burst into laughing at how perfect that lined up 💀 So needless to say Sylva will be making an appearance in Paldeo as a guest speaker (aka I'll be doing a playthrough of SV as them hejdkdje)

OH OC X CANON WITH A CANON DESCENDANT THAT"S SO POG!!! jacq looks like such a fun character in SV too, what a great way to tie the two games together!! 🕺🕺🕺

they’re so pretty also omg...... 🥺🥺🥺

[waywardstation]

Adaman x Actjal Llot Relevency

Srsly, he and Irida have the exact same role in the story with the same exact plot beats for the most part, yet somehow Irida still ends up with more plot relevancy than Adaman

You’re right Anon, it felt like Adaman didn’t have very much actual plot relevancy compared to Irida. At least to me it didn’t, but maybe that’s because I was incredibly biased towards Pearl Clan since they were first announced haha.

But yeah, it does feel like Irida gets more time in the story (and I’m saying this having picked Adaman as my guide at the end of the game, just so I could catch Palkia in the origin ball), and I feel like it’s because of the Coastlands segment. She was very involved in the Coastlands, to a level that I don’t really remember Adaman matching in any other area.

Again, the coastlands is memorable to me because that’s my favorite story segment in the game, so I might be biased. But yes, to me, it does feel like Irida is more involved in the story than Adaman!

[tetrafy]

Hear me out…flustered adaman.

[ethien]

Re-Thinking

Fandom: Pokémon Legends Arceus - also readable on AO3

Words: 4.038

Ship: Adaman x reader (reader is female!)

After the incident with Leafeon and the fact your body was highly attracted to him, it was very silent between the two of you. He surely visited when Leafeon was around – However, it seemed a bit awkward to see each other in the face. In addition, there was not even a valid reason to be ashamed – no one knew the opposite touched themselves after the incident. Maybe, it was only for you to be a bit ashamed. Every time you now saw him, your mind went back to the moment you laid in bed, your hand between your legs doing the pleasurable mantra while your mind could only picture him above you.

“Did something happen I should know?” Arezu asked while she prepared tea. It was one of her days off and she invited you to her hut for chatting, tea…At first, she wanted to walk around – However, it pours badly outside.

You gave her a skeptical look while nibbling on a cookie. “Why do you ask?”

She only raised her eyebrow. “Well, I would say female intention. Otherwise, you seemed a bit…restless.”

“I am always restless”

“I don’t think so. It only started after…you know”

In the meantime, of some previous events, you had open-up to Arezu about the incident and your thoughts. It was a bit unfair in your opinion that your best friend had no idea what was going on inside your tiny brain. In addition, she wanted to help…or just to be there for you.

“Did he make an improper move?”

You shook your head. “He really did nothing. He still keeps what he promised.”

“Hmm...” she only said. “Still, it doesn’t explain your state.”

You were not in the mood to explain your best friend about the benefits having an intact libido while your thoughts are still confused and hurt.

However, Arezu seemed motivated to find out what was bothering you.

“It is embarrassing to tell, I guess?”

You nod.

“In which way…embarrassing?”

“There are different ways of it?”

“Oh yeah. Like…we accidentally see each other naked, or interrupted by doing something…explicit…or…hmmm…saying something without thinking about the meaning…”

“I wish I would be something like that.”

Arezu sat herself next to you, giving you a cup of tea.

“Did really happen nothing?” she asked while taking a light sip. “I can tell there was something.”

You sighed. “Am I really obvious?”

“Yeah, you are”

“Thanks”

You took a big sip of tea before collecting enough courage to tell Arezu.

“It’s just…well…Did you ever fell…attracted to someone while your brain still thinks about the…hurt?”

“Well, isn’t that normal? You cannot forget feelings overnight.”

“And what is…when it changed?”

“Changed? In which way?”

You breathed deeply in and out. “Well yeah…when you suddenly felt more attached to someone, even in a more…sexual way…and it felt nice…but the hurt…you know”

The more you said you got more and more quiet.

“So basically, your body said yes, but not your brain?”

You just nod.

“Okay…that is a bit…embarrassing”, Arezu said and looked to you. “Maybe that’s a weird idea, but how about writing it down?”

You gave her a puzzled look.

“It seemed you had problems collecting thoughts and bringing them in order. It is such a mess, so clouded and therefore, you cannot find a solution. I do not know if it can help you. When I do it, I felt somewhat refreshed and have a better view on it. It could help you finally processing what happen and what you want.”

“I will consider it.”

“I hope so. I want you to be happy again.”

You both hugged each other and you felt kind of relieved you told her about.

When back at your hut, you tried to do what Arezu suggest. It felt out of place to simple write your thoughts down and you were not sure if this would help.

You sat yourself down with a piece of paper and a pencil, Starly just crawled into your lap. Then, you just let out everything you have on your mind.

-          still good-looking (not fair)

-          caring

-          always there to help

-          such a dork

-          lied to me

-          broken my trust for him and every other potential mate

-          I don’t know him really anymore

-          I am scared to be hurt again

-          he knows what he did wrong and regret it

-          hottest person in the settlement

-          Why am I so horny for this man?

-          melodic laugh

-          I could melt by his smile

-          Did he really change? Could he be a trustfully mate?

-          cares more for other than himself

-          a good leader

-          I am feeling safe around him

-          I am such a chicken

-          I am always running away from my problems

You stared at the last thought. It hurt to admit that it was the truth. When you think back about every situation, which caused you a high amount of stress, you ran away. Moreover, you knew exactly this wasn’t the answer of every problem you had.

“Maybe…I really need to talk to him again…,” you murmur to yourself, caress Starly who started taking a nap in your lap. A talk seemed like the best solution. However, how could you start this? Even with the courage facing him, you do not know how. It felt somewhat embarrassing just walking up to his hut with the request of talking. It was the simplest thing – however, you could not bring yourself to casually doing it. You wanted to catch a good moment where you two were alone.

You sighed and laid the pencil down. The plan was clear – you only need a good time to make it real.

 His back got better after some days. From time to time, Adaman still felt a slight arching pain when overworking or Mai lifting him again for absolutely no reason. However, something had changed between the two. It could be only his imagination but he felt…really distant to you. Well, he felt distant before with the mess he did. Still, this felt…different. Nevertheless, he could not just ask you – it would surely be over the limit of actions to get you trust him again. He could only use the little moments when his Partner sneaked out AGAIN to you.

Just like today – Leafeon was nowhere to be see, so the first idea where it could be was your hut. And there it was, getting stretches behind the ear, purring the sweetest sounds and enjoying the moment.

“I have a feeling, my partner likes to be more around you than being with me”, he just said when approaching you. You just looked up to him before shyly turning your head back to his Pokémon.

“Then you have to take better care of it.”

“I am already doing my best”

“Even taking on the herbs?”

“Oh!”

“Oh?”

After an Alpha Parasect hurt Leafeon, it got a special treatment of yours. You already cured the poison with something to chew on – Nevertheless, the poison was also on the body and damaged it slightly – so, you mixed some herbs together to a crème. A crème that should Adaman apply every night.

“It’s empty, isn’t it?”

He only nod. You wonder how he can sometimes have his head this high in the clouds.

You sighed.

“The herbs are empty; I have to collect for restocking. It is now too dark to go out, so tonight, it needs a bath”

By the so-called word Bath, Leafeon let go off you and just hissed.

“It still doesn’t like it?”

“Yeah”

“Well, it needs it. Tomorrow, I will collect them and if I am fast enough, I can give you the crème tomorrow at dinnertime. See you”

 You did what you said the evening before – with the rise of the sun, you prepared your bags and items you would need for collecting herbs. Luckily, there was a spot in the near of the Lake, so the way was not very far away from the settlement. Still, it was around a dangerous area with many aggressive rock Pokémon, and some of them would lovely throw their sharp stones at you. It would surely saver with a Pokémon around who could do some grass attacks – Starly was still a flying Pokémon and with that, very effective to rock attacks. You had no grass Pokémon, so you just hoped everything would go easy without fearing the danger of rocks…or death.

You exited your hut and admiring for the short time the orange shine of the slowly rising sun. It was a bit fresh, but not too cold to freeze. Starly yawned a bit and seemed not fully awake – it was a cute thing to see.

“Wake up, my friend. We need to collect some herbs for your friend Leafeon”

It just looked still tired at you – nevertheless, it followed you to the little journey. From afar, the so-called Leafeon observed you two, unaware of you or his own partner who was still asleep. Maybe he would wake up soon but for now, it was a single mission.

Leafeon did not know why – but something was up and it did not want you to be hurt – you were his favorite human next to Adaman and well, Adaman likes you. In addition, even without the order to protect you, it just…wanted to protect you. You had snacks for it, it got nice stretches or rubs, and you took care of if…and it would surely help liking his partner a lot more.

You arrived at the spot and started collecting the herbs.

“Man, that are not many. Guess I have to walk around a bit” you said and went to some other spots. The collecting was not very satisfied.

“Shit. I really have to go…there”

There was a spot at the beginning of the slightly mountain where the settlement was. There would be many herbs…and a lot of Pokémon. You always questioned why your clan choose to live here with the most dangerous entrance. You just sighed.

“Well, Starly, guess we will have to run. Because I don’t think it will be such as easy as it was here”

“Starly”

You two made the way back, greeted some early birds and went out of the settlement again. Leafeon still followed the two of you, and it was a bit glad his partner was still not around.

 You arrived at the new spot – to your luck, there was no Pokémon around and you breathed out a relief.

You collected the herbs and this time; it was surely a success.

“Alright. Enough for the crème and some extra if needed. Perfect”

Starly jumped happily around you, and you were also kind of happy with the amount.

“Let’s head back and mix it. Then Leafeon don’t have to take baths”

However, on the way back the mass of rock Pokémon rise, and with them an Alpha Onix.

“Oh fuck”, was the only thing you could say at the moment – they immediately spotted you and started chasing after you. “Oh no”  

You took your legs in movement and run away with Starly in your arms. It could fly but not very fast. Every second needed to be saved for the escape. When you were suddenly surrounded by some Graveler.

“God damn almighty Sinnoh, you’re fucking serious?” They started throwing rocks in your direction which you dodged easily – Nevertheless, the Alpha Onix was still on his way to break all of your bones.

“If we don’t want to end like corpses, we had to fight to distract…and then, we escape. Think, you can do it?”, you asked Starly.

“Starly”, said it in a serious tone and getting ready for fighting.  You did not see that Leafeon was on high alert seeing you surrounded by the Pokémon. It could help at this point – it was a grass Pokémon. However, it surely could not handle all of them and needed some extra help – Umbreon and Vaporeon.  Both of them were in the hut back home. It speeded his way home faster than it could be.

In the meantime, Adaman just wake up and looked a bit confused around his hut. “Where the hell did you go, Leafeon?”

He yawned and stretched his limbs. He wasn’t used to sleep so long – Leafeon usually wakes him up. Still, it was weird it wasn’t around.

Before he could ask Umbreon and Vaporeon to find their fellow friend, the missing partner just bursts into the room.

“LEAF!”

It ran to his pants and violently tug him with it.

“What’s up…HEY?!”

Adaman could not really protest and realized how much it was on high alert.

Was something bad happen?

“Okay, I follow you. Should I bring the other with me?”

“Leaf!”

He whistles to Umbreon and Vaporeon and followed Leafeon in fast steps. Adaman even did not get time to take on his haori…or making his braid. But he did not care when he finally realizes why his partner was on high alert.

You said you wanted to collect herbs, and you were indeed. And surrounded by rock Pokémon, with a flying Pokémon.

“Oh shit, is this an Alpha Onix?” he said quiet in shock while the Alpha Onix was nearly in your space. The worry in his gut rose to an unknown level, he naturally speeds up his steps.

 Starly threw another wind attack at a Graveler – but it dodged it and attack it with full burst into his body.

“Star…” it said weakly and collapsed on the ground.

“STARLY!”, you screamed in panic and rushed to your partner. It was only unconscious to your luck – and you in pretty danger. You deeply hugged your partner protecting from all the rocks. You could endure the pain as long as Starly was protected and you would see an escape.  

“ONIX!”

The Alpha Onix arrived finally before you. You were in shock and unable to move by the mass of rock Pokémon before you. It would easily smash you with his tail against the next wall, letting all your bones crush in an instant. There was no way you would get out of this shit without being hardly wounded…or dead.

Onix prepared itself for the attack – full of fear, you closed your eyes and pressed your Starly against you. Even when a horrible death awaits you, you wanted to stay by your partner.

“ONIX!”

You heard how it runs to you and being ready for the attack.

Goodbye world…

“[Y/N]”

Before you know what was going on, you get pushed away with someone above you.

You heard how the Onix shout out his attack, but with the pushing back, you only felt the impact from falling on the ground. However, you were not sure if you heard a painful hiss from the person above you.

“Are you alright? [Y/N]? Are you hurt?”

Wait…isn’t that…?

You opened your eyes and saw directly in Adaman worried and feared face. His hair was loss, and he was without his haori.

Did he come to…rescue me?

You did not get a chance to think about when his strong arms dragged you out of the attacking space.

“Your turn, Leafeon”, he just yelled and his partner jumped out to attack the opponent. Leafeon could save you two sometime to escape from the battlefield. Within a blink of the eye, both of you were in the near of the entrance from the settlement.

Adaman Breathing was very loud – he just ran with you in his arms as fast as he could, so he needed now time to calm down. Leafeon, Umbreon and Vaporeon also arrived by your side. You were not sure where you should look at when Starly moved a bit in your arms.

“Hey Buddy”, you said quietly and realized your shaking voice. The adrenaline pumped through your veins and the urge to just scream and cry was strong in you.

“Starly” it just said a bit weakly. You just caress slightly their feathers and hugged it tighter.

Adaman caught his beath into a normal state and sat himself next to you.

“Are you okay?”, he asked again, softly putting his hand at your back. You just nod. “I guess…I am”

Your voice was still shaken and you were only able to look at the ground.

“You’re safe now. And I’m glad, you’re okay” you just heard him say while he caresses your back for calming matters. It helped a bit.

“Why…how…?”, you wanted to ask him when he interrupted you. “Leafeon dragged me out of my hut before I could say a thing, and then I saw the masses of Graveler and the Onix. I am so glad I made it in…”

You slammed yourself into his arms, immediately started sobbing like a crybaby.

“I was so scared”, you cried out loud while pressing harder against him. You enveloped your arms around him only getting a painful hiss from Adaman. You could feel something…wet at his back. You went out of his arms and looked at your palms who were covered in blood.

“Oh fuck, you’re bleeding”

Before he could say any word of protest (again), you turned him around. Your eyes saw a fresh and long cut-wound at his back. Not really deep so it would lead him to fully bleeding out – but deep enough to left a scar. He must have get hurt when he jumped you out of the zone.

“It’s just a little cu…”

You forcefully took his arm to made him stand up next to you. He looked into your angry face.

“DON’T YOU DARE TELLING ME THIS ISNT JUST A SMALL CUT. THIS NEEDS TREATMENT”

And again, Adaman was dragged to the next destination of the journey: Your hut.

 It was still early in the morning, so no one seemed to see how aggressive you pulled the clan-leader behind you. You nearly put him violently on your bed.

“Sit there. I need to find the bandages...”

“It really isn’t that horrible…”

“SHUT YOUR GODDAMN MOUTH, YOU IDIOT AND LET ME AID YOU!”

Adaman never felt so afraid before in his life, so he only nods and watched how you searched for the things. Soon, you found what you needed and sat yourself next to him.

“Back to me”

He turned around, now facing the shelves of your home – he immediately recognizes the bracelets from afar.

“Ouch”

You had analyzed the wound and started cleaning it. He was a bit shaken by the sudden feeling of hurt.

“Don’t shake so much”, you scolded him. “And take off your cloths!”

“Excuse me?”

“TAKE YOUR SHITTY SHIRT OFF!”

“Yes, ma’am”

He did what you ordered and took off his shirt.

“That’s better for aiding” you said and continued cleaning his wound. From time to time, he hissed a bit by the pain from the cleaning…or applying the crème.

Her hands are so soft and tender…

After some minutes, you started taking on some bandages over the scar. This would be another scar just like the ones on his right arm or his left hand. An ugly scar over nearly his whole back. You started without thinking tracing the slightly viewing muscles. Adaman could feel your soft touch and lean a bit into it. And then…he heard you trembling and sobbing.

He wanted to turn around but you pressed yourself at his back, your arms enveloped his chest. He wanted to say something, he wanted to ask…However, the words were stuck in his throat and the only sound in the hut were your crying.

“Why…did you do that?”

“Huh?”

“I mean…I am grateful…and happy you saved me. I was…so scared. Starly got hurt, and I was so alone. I thought…I will be dead…”

Another lout cry escaped your throat. You pressed your face more and more into his back – he could feel the salty tears on his skin. He looked down at your hands pressed against his chest, and put his right hand on it.

“The moment I saw the Pokémon…. I was scared…that I will lose you. They attacked you, the Alpha Onix prepared their attack and I was so scared to be not in time. But I was and I…”

“YOU COULD HAVE DIED, YOU MORON!”, you cried out loud. “Yeah, it is just a scar, I fucking get it. Still, instead of a cut, they could have thrown sharp rocks at you which pieced through your skin, bones and organs. So why…why did you do that?”

Adaman still staring at the hand, firmly grabbing it now.

“I could not stand the idea of you being hurt or dead. I don’t care if I get hurt as long as you are safe”

You continued sobbing into his back. Your emotions were on a wild road. Anger, fear, anxious, sadness, happiness. Everything was there, and you could not handle any of them.

“But…but…” you tried to breath in and out to calm down a bit. “But how should I live on if you had died there?”

It got silent between you two. You could not leave his side, consuming his warm, his scent, his whole presence. He was there, he was alive.

“I…had think about…what happen…”, you started, still facing his back. “I…collected my thoughts and…and…I was…. I…am.”

You breathed in and out. “I wanted to talk…we…need to talk about it…and then, I saw your wound and was…I was for some minutes scared…scared I would never get a chance to talk to you again…and the idea…that we will never get along again…I was so scared...”

“[Y/N] …”, Adaman just murmur.

“I cannot say…that I can forget it. I think…from time to time, it will be back again in my memories…and maybe I will push you away then…But…you are more than this. I…want to see…these sides…I want to know you…”

You pressed your face now of pure embarrassment in his back.

“I am glad”, he finally said and squeezed your hand lightly. “It…made me really happy to hear that. You have no idea how hard it was to come up with ideas how to show you my intention”

You could only laugh.

“I am sorry I took so long.”

“Don’t apologize. You had the right to be angry at me, and the right to take all the time you need.”

You nod and finally found the courage to leave his back. He already feels the slight cold touch. Then, he turned around and could face you.

Your eyes still puffy and red, the hair wild in all directions, some slight scratches from the rocks…and cheeks in deep red.

You just realized when he turned around that he was still shirtless before you, with his hair down. Adaman was just a picture of a man. He just smiled sweetly at you and your heart beats faster.

“You’re beautiful”

“Shu-Shut up”

He only chuckled a bit while you hide your face in your hands. “Can you…put on…some cloths?”

He could not hold back a joke. “First, you order me to strip down, and then I have to put them back on. You only wanted to see me naked, right?”

“N-No…I…”

Does he really dare to make fun of me…NOW?

Adaman took your hands in his and smiled back at you.

“I am…still sorry what I did back there. I heard someone saying being in love let you do the craziest things and I could not believe it until I was…so dumb. I swear to almighty Sinnoh, If I ever be so dump again, you have all the right to smash me, breaking up or getting divorced from me”

“Excuse me what?” you said at the last statement.

“Oh…”, he only said. “I skipped that question, did I?”

You just nod. “Even with slightly forgiving, it doesn’t mean directly that we are…you know…”

“Well, this sounds a bit like admitting something…”

“Woah! Are you trying putting words in my mouth? How dare you. I thought a gentlemen would know how to treat a lady.”, you said, trying to ignore the rising heat in your face and his goddamn smirk.

“Well, you have a point”, he started. “And as the clan-leader, I should be a good example.”

“[Y/N] …would you give me the honor of courting you?”

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It’s my friend @eiranerys birthday today! For the occasion I got her this ShuYuka piece commissioned by the great @iwonn-arts.

Happy birthday Julie!!! And many thanks to Iwonn for giving me such cute art!

84 notes - Posted January 26, 2022

#4

So Frontiers demo leaks talk about Sonic finding Amy’s memories (and I assume he’ll find Tails’ memories as well); so i guess when we heard her voice in the teaser, that was actually her memory calling out to Sonic

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#3

Can you educate me on sonamy? Everytime i see them in canon, Sonic always tries to get away from her like he's not interested.

So Sonic and Amy's relationship is a bit more complicated than what it actually is because their interactions really do depend on the writer, but I'll give you the gist of their relationship:

Yes, Sonic is uninterested...but not in Amy. He considers Amy one of his closest friends and does care about her (you'd have to be an idiot to not see that at least)

What he's not interested in though is the idea of a commitment

Sonic is written as a free spirit, born to run wild and go on many adventures. He doesn't want to be tied down or oppressed in any way--this is the basis for his and Eggman's antagonism toward each other

Amy wants a relationship with Sonic--wants to be his girlfriend, his wife, his one and only, the whole nine yards

Amy is 12. When you're 12 with a massive crush you're gonna make declarations that you're gonna marry this dude one day and live happily ever after.

Sonic on the other hand is 15. He's your typical boy who would rather live his life on the edge than to settle. So he runs away from Amy because her love quite literally smothers him at times.

But there's a bit more to this dynamic

Amy was created to be Sonic's love interest. This is a canon fact. Sega wanted a Minnie to Sonic's Micky and thus Amy was created.

But they didn't want them to have the same dynamic as Mickey and Minnie so (iirc) Amy's creator decided that Sonic would be this shy boy who didn't know how to express his feelings for a forward girl like Amy. He has a "boy's heart" and is not ready to take that step.

He essentially confirms that Sonic does like Amy in more ways than as a friend, but he doesn't know how to act so he escapes these feelings by running.

So basically your typical schoolyard boy and girl interaction (girl likes boy, tries to kiss boy, boy freaks out and hightails it out of there)

As I stated above, Sonic and Amy's relationship depends on the writer:

The early 3D games will depict Sonic less receptive to Amy's feelings and Amy being super insistent on marrying him

Later 3D games will be kinder to them (Sonic reaching out to Amy when she doesn't recognize him as a werehog; Sonic having every intentional of going on a date with her in SatBK; etc)

Sonic X actually has Sonic confess that he loves her (IT'S MUTED BUT IT COUNTS OKAY)

Sonic Boom will give Amy a more mature personality with a secret crush on Sonic but Sonic is VERY receptive to her and hinted at feeling the same way

IDW has Amy still openly loving Sonic but clarifying that she knows and loves that Sonic is such a free spirit (she doesn't WANT to change that about him!) and Sonic actually asking her to take a break from her duties with the resistance to travel with him

Overall, despite Sega wanting Sonic to remain chaste, it's clear that Sonic and Amy are THE couple in the franchise. It's not everyone's cup of tea, and I don't fault these people for that. But to me, I adore their dynamic and am always looking forward to more food Sega gives me lmao

Hope that clears some stuff up Anon

244 notes - Posted May 4, 2022

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Mashima’s Response When Asked About a Jerza Kid

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296 notes - Posted June 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

God forbid some Sonic project try to expand lore for Knuckles and his Echidna ancestors without some middle-aged dude crying plagiarism and threats to sue

468 notes - Posted April 9, 2022

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[jossambird]

In the moon’s light 🌕 P5

Ingo x F!Reader

Word count: 2.8k

Warnings: light angst, Papa Laventon, sexy dreams,

Ao3 Link for all parts!

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(Same day)

Ever since Adaman had payed you a visit and invited you to the gathering, Rei and the Professor hadn’t left your side for the rest of the day. After having defeated Rei, Laventon had smiled widely, hugging you close before proclaiming he was treating you to a special gift; from Father to Daughter he said. The words themselves left you smiling back.

The walk to Anthe’s store took only a few moments but she quickly noticed the Professor’s gaze, smiling as she turned back to the displayed kimonos.

You turned around to wave a goodbye to Adaman as he began leaving, smiling as he promised to come get you early in the morning for the gathering. Professor Laventon wasted no time and pointed to a certain kimono, earning a smile out of the seamstress who turned to grab the one she had seen him staring at days before.

“Y/N, my girl, there is something I would like for you to see.” Your father figure said with a gentle smile, hands in his pockets as he spoke softly. Anthe simply remained there, waiting for your eyes to meet her form before lifting the beautiful silver and gray kimono for your eyes to see.

It was as if you had been knocked off your feet, breath halting in your throat as you looked at the beautiful garment, eyes roving over it while the Professor watched your reaction. You didn’t know much about the art of designing a kimono but you knew this one was expensive from the fact it seemed to be made out of silk and the gold and purple embroidery adorning it.

“It's breathtaking.” You finally let out, earning a chuckle from the Professor as he approached to stand at your side to look at it as well.

“Yes, quite. It’s yours.” Laventon said after a moment, smiling even wider as your neck practically snapped at how quickly you turned to stare at him. The sun blared down on the three of you, the beautiful kimono looking even more ethereal in the sun’s light.

“You- Wait a second here, are you serious? That kimono must be more than the entire earnings Ive ever made!” You gasped, pointing at the kimono and looking back at him, his smile never ceasing.

“That, my girl, is only for Anthe and I to know.” He answered, eyes drifting to the seamstress who simply nodded, backing up to place the kimono in the back of her store for preparation for you to put it on in the coming day.

“It is my gift to you and I am glad to see that you love it.”

You floundered for a second, trying to find something to say but nothing came, eyes welling up with appreciative tears as the Professor softly pulled you in for a hug. You returned it tenfold, holding onto him for what seemed like an eternity.

“Now now, no more tears, sweetheart. I want you to wear that kimono and knock that Warden off his feet, you hear?” Laventon whispered against your hair but you heard him loud enough, laughter escaping the both of you at his words.

For a moment, you secretly hoped that you could.

Anthe silently made her way back to the front, smiling easily at the both of you hugging it out infront of her shop.

“Y/N, be sure stop by tomorrow so that I may adjust your kimono and… return your items that you ordered.” The seamstress said with an innocent smile… but you knew better. You quickly nodded as your cheeks burned, relived that Anthe hadn’t just aired your proverbial dirty laundry before the Professor.

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Gaeric stared at Irida, clear confusion in his eyes, needing her to repeat herself so he was sure he hadn’t just imagined it all, watching the young Clan Leader as she sighed.

“You heard me correctly. Adaman has requested our aid in helping Y/N and Warden Ingo confess their feelings for one another.”

“But… Didn’t you tell me they had had intimate relations together in the Fieldlands outside of her village?” Gaeric asked, confusion still written plainly across his face. If the both of you had gone so far as to sleep together in the open fields whilst not married, did you not already know that you loved eachother?

The next hour was spent with Irida explaining almost everything to her mentor, watching an a myriad of emotions crossed his face as he listened to her. Briefly, she felt horrible of the fact that she was hiding Volo’s involvement and intentions from Gaeric but she quickly brushed it off, knowing that now was not the time to bring up such a thing.

“Irida, what an amazing idea! I will do everything in my power to get them to speak to one another!” Gaeric proclaimed, his voice ringing throughout the icy land around them. Irida smiled, knowing her mentor would do anything and everything that he could-

“Strange though, I had previously thought the tall blond man was her lover.”

“Gaeric, if you are to see that man around Y/N while she is alone, at any time, seek her out and protect her.” The young Clan Leader said with startlingly cold eyes, causing the Warden to quiet down. For a moment, Gaeric wondered what this blond man could have done to warrant Irida to speak so coldly at the mere mention of him but he acquiesced, knowing she must have good reason to do so.

Avalugg’s Warden clasped her shoulder, smiling widely as he looked down at her.

“Then I will protect Miss Y/N with my life.”

It was solemn promise but Irida knew he would hold true to it, a smile reappearing on her lips as she listened to him explain just what he would do at the gathering.

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..

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Pain pelted down like hail, unrelenting and unapologetic as it fell against the ground, multiple droplets hitting Ingo in the face as he stared at your form a ways away from him, equally staring him down. You were a sight to behold, even with your rain-kissed lips pulled into a frown.

His mind was hazy, reeling even, as he looked over at your panting form and watched as you began making your way towards him, steps seeming determined. How had he gotten here? How had you found him? Had you hunted him down, fiery determination coursing through your veins for an answer you clearly sought after?

“INGO!” You bellowed suddenly over the loud rainfall, startling the man. Silver eyes stared back at you, trying to piece together-

“You abandoned me! How could you do that?!” You yelled once more, stopping your rage filled steps as you stood before him. The Warden could clearly see how red your face had become, mostly likely by the anger you currently felt.

“I- Lady Y/N, it was never my intention to aban-“

“You left me there to rot! Its been months Ingo, you could have come back before that but you didn’t!” Your voice rang above his, stunning Ingo as he listened to you. Months? It had been months since he had been to Jubilife Village? No- No no, of course not, that couldn’t be!

You grew silent for a moment, panting, hair sticking to your face and clothes practically stuck to your bones.

“I waited, Ingo… I waited for months for you to come back…. I loved you…”

The word love in the past tense struck him like a lightning bolt, watching you as your hiccups filled the air. Ingo tried to breath, tried desperately to catch his breath-

You surged forward, lips upon his-

“Warden Ingo? Its Irida, are you awake?”

The Warden jerked forward out of bed, sweat dripping down his brow and back as he startled awake with a strangled gasp.

“Ingo? Are you alright?” Irida called once more with more urgency, worry plain in her tone as she waited for a response.

“Y-Yes, simply a bad detour! One moment please!” Ingo answered, quickly moving to the basin of clean water he had collected the night before to rinse himself. It was only a nightmare, right?

Of course it was a nightmare… but that didn’t help to stop the raging beat his heart was now on. You had almost kissed him, almost touched his lips with your own, wet by torrential rain. Almost had he had you in his grasp, vividly remembering the way your eyes had sparkled, just as they had that night under the moon’s light.

Ingo brought his fingers to his lips and all at once, body, heart and mind yearned to see you once more, no matter if you hated him or not.

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(1 day till the gathering)

You startled awake to the sound of Rei knocking at your door, saying he would be waiting for you at Beni’s once you were dressed. You rolled over and sat up; you didn’t remember having plans with him today but you didn’t think much more on it, standing to prepare yourself for the long and boring day to come.

It was never rare for you to dream, but the dreams you had had last night were ravenous, images of Ingo on top of you flashing in your minds eye as you began brushing your teeth. He had been on top and thrusting into you slowly in a delightful rhythm, silver eyes watching your every movement as nonsensical words of praise left his imaginary mouth. If only you hadn’t been woken up, perhaps you could have ended the delicious dream before returning back to reality and more wondering if the Warden hated you.

You were beginning to feel nervous about it all; you weren’t regretting your decision of accepting Adaman’s invitation but instead felt nervous of meeting once more the man who continuously occupied your dreams. Adaman had voiced his opinion on the man and thought he wouldn’t harbor hate towards you but you could only hope he was right.

Instead of continuing on standing infront of your mirror and gazing at yourself, you got dressed, pulling your hair up before proceeding with your shoes and heading out. You absently wondered for a second if Ingo had ever been in your position, dreaming about you and in turn, wondering if you thought of him.

Rei sat quietly with Zisu and Cyllene, all three of them munching on what you could only guess was potato mochi and various cooking styles of eggs. Zisu was the first to notice your approaching form, smiling widely as you hurried to take the place beside her that she repeatedly tapped.

“Good morning everyone.” You said with a smile, watching as Cyllene pushed her unfinished plate of mochi towards you in a silence Good Morning. You recently had come to find out that she wasn’t much of a morning person but had begun going out of her way to eat with you during the mornings, wanting to keep you company as she knew you could not do much else. You softly spoke a thank you, smiling widely as she nodded and resumed her staring at the awakening village.

“Well good morning to you Y/N. Slept any better last night?” Zisu asked after finishing her mouthful, a cheerful lilt to her voice but eyes sparkling with concern. Before yesterday, the strong woman sitting beside you had been the only person to ever ask you directly if you loved the Warden that stood beside her at the Training Grounds. Her genuine worry for your health touched your heart, nodding as you began eating from Cyllene’s plate.

“I did actually, thank you!” You let out, eyes drifting briefly towards Beni as he approached your table with another plate of mochi and eggs made just the way you liked them, nodding to him in thanks as he left once more.

“What’s on everyone’s plates for today?”

The red haired woman leaned against the table for a moment, elbows against the wood as she thought before answering.

“Nothing too exciting on my end, teaching some new recruits and the likes!”

“Paperwork, mostly.“ Cyllene added, hands folded neatly in her lap before turning to Rei, awaiting his answer. He stammered, a light blush adorning his cheeks as he answered.

“Well- Uh, Professor Laventon asked that I accompany Y/N today and help her prepare for tomorrow.” He let out, scratching at his cheek in a nervous manner.

“Prepare for tomorrow? What’s going on tomorrow?” Zisu quickly asked, fiery eyes darting between you and Rei in hopes of an answer. It didn’t escape your notice that Cyllene also seemed to await an answer, no matter how she tried to hide it.

“I was formally invited to a gathering with both the Diamond and Pearl Clan, to celebrate my victories and to allow friendly relations between both clans.” You answered them, not being able to hide your smile as Zisu’s face lit up at the news. The woman quickly turned towards you, hugging you tightly as she laughed happily.

“Oh, oh goodness! That’s perfect, absolutely perfect! Now all you have to do is find a way to cage that Warden of yours in a tent and give him a piece of your mind!” Zisu uncharacteristically squealed, arms still around you to hold you tight as you and Rei laughed at her antics.

“I will see to freeing you schedule for the next coming days, so that you may fully…. enjoy… the festivities and… hm, wrestling.” Cyllene smiled, a rare teasing tilt to her voice and expressive eyes surprising you as she seemed to reference Zisu’s comment. Your cheeks blazed at the implication while Zisu’s surprised booming laughter ringing out, causing a few heads to turn. Beni stood to the side, a soft chuckle exiting him before winking at you and disappearing back into his shop.

The rest of the meal passed by in relative silence, Zisu and Rei speaking about various Pokemon attacks he wished to give his Pokemon. It was during that moment that Cyllene leaned forward against the table, catching your attention.

“I would like for you to come to my office later today, there is something I would like to give you.” She softly commented before beginning to stand. You nodded and smiled back, promising you would come around after visiting Anthe’s shop for adjustments.

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After what felt like hours of standing in Anthe’s shop as she adjusted your kimono, both you and Rei found yourselves breaching the Galaxy Hall doors, making your way towards Captain Cyllene.

“Y/N, please take a seat.” Cyllene asked you without lifting her eyes from the document she currently held, motioning to the chair she had placed before her desk. You did as told and silently waited, Rei at your side, silence filling the office once more as she quickly scribbled on the document and put it aside.

With equal silence, Cyllene stood and rounded her desk, stepping behind your chair. With ease did she bend down, hands behind her back as she softly spoke.

“May I remove the hair bind in your hair for a moment?”

You nodded, allowing her to remove the scrunchie you had placed in your hair and waited with baited breath, wondering what she was doing.

“I am to assume you do not own any jewelry to go with a kimono, correct?” Cyllene asked after a few seconds, hands occupied in trying to tame your hair from the awful crazy position it had now taken.

“No, I don't.” You dutifully answered, eyes shifting to Rei momentarily before landing back on your Captain’s desk. Silently did you continue to enjoy the way her fingers brushed your hair, massaging your scalp as she went.

“Professor Laventon showed me the kimono you are to wear tomorrow. I have something I would like for you to have, to go with it.” She turned around and nodded to her Abra, the three of you watching as it disappeared and reappeared, a small box in its hands. The swordswoman made her way to you once more, a gentle smile on her lips as she opened the box for you to see. A beautiful silver hair pin sat in the box, lavender flowers adorning it.

“It's beautiful! Are you certain it's alright for me to wear it?” You gasped at the beauty of it, eyes fixed on the item before flashing up at the woman you had come to admire and adore.

“Of course. If you would like, come see me tomorrow before you depart so that I may do your hair.” Cyllene said, smiling as you eagerly nodded at her suggestion. Even Rei seemed excited for you, promising he would be up bright and early to wake you up so that you didn’t sleep the morning away.

[triniteevee]

Adaman’s Guide to Making the Most of Your Time

(adaman x reader;

notes: established relationship, adaman is referred to as boyfriend,

!! slightly suggestive so mdni !!)

If there was one thing you could count on in this life, it was that the forces of the universe really knew how to laugh at your plans.

Adaman had been busy the past few weeks helping the Galaxy Expedition Team navigate through the Crimson Mirelands. You on the other hand, spent your time checking in on the Wardens. It was difficult to spend such a long time apart, with only letters passed through your Starly and the thought of spending your next day off together keeping you going. You and Adaman planned to meet up at Jubilife Village after he drops off Akari, Rei and Laventon, but sometime between bidding Mai a farewell and making it to the village, you were caught in an awful downpour.

Arezu was waiting for you at the village gates with a smile, only for her expression to drop as soon as she saw the state you were in. She hurriedly brought you to her quarters and ordered you to take a hot bath while she haggled at the clothier for something you can change into. The rest of the night was a blur to you. You could somewhat piece together a soft towel on your head at some point, and being tucked into the blanket gently.

Almost too soon, morning came, and you feel the warm rays on your face.

“You look pathetic… like a newborn Wurmple.”

Oh, Arezu. Bless her.

You shoot her a weak glare, and burrow even further into the blanket.

A few seconds pass and you feel her poke your sides. “How do you feel? Shall I bring you out to the grass? Would you like to hang out with Beauregard?”

You know she cares a great deal for you, and she was only teasing, but the stress the past few weeks and your fever ruining precious Adaman time made you bitter.

“Peachy, thanks,” you reply drily. “Please don’t drag me outside.”

“Are you gonna be okay?”

You mumble a weak yes, and she takes that as a good enough sign to take her leave.

“Okay, great! I have to get to work so I’ll see you later.”

“‘kay”

She crouches in front of you and pulls the blanket from your face. Her hands are cold on your cheeks as she studies you. She nods to herself and walks away, pausing by the door.

“Make sure to eat! I left you some tea and a couple mochi, but I’ll bring something better for lunch.”

You couldn’t find it in you to fight the dazed smile on your face. You could always count on the Diamond Clan to take care of you.

She clears her throat, and awkwardly wrings her hands together. You see her bounce on her feet as if still contemplating whether you, a grown adult, could take care of yourself.

“Come send Sylveon if you need anything.”

With that, you eye her suspiciously. She of all people knew how much Starly took pride in being your little messenger.

“She’s a lazy bum. I’ll have Starly do it.”

“Err, about that… I sent him out on errands,” she awkwardly admitted.

Of course she did, and your Starly was such a sweetheart, he’d do anything for anyone in the Clan. She offered her apologies, and suddenly couldn’t look you in the eye, obviously feeling guilty. You snort as you realize she now had no qualms about leaving you to yourself. You bury yourself in her blankets again as you hear her leave for work.

“Get better soon, hun.”

“Thank you.”

A couple hours later, you woke up feeling hot. Blankets and pillows strewn about carelessly, as you sat up munching on the mochi at risk of choking. On your third piece, your jaw started feeling heavy. It was when you heard Arezu’s door open.

“Arezu, you better have brought me something good. I’d much rather be eating something easy to swallow.”

“Well, great news! I brought your boyfriend. I hope that’s good enough.”

You turn your head and the mochi in your mouth drops pitiably on the floor and rolls by their feet. Adaman stands next to Arezu, looking at her unimpressed.

“Sinnoh have mercy.”

The aroma of hearty vegetable stew is enough to pull a whine out of you, and Adaman snaps out of his glaring contest with the Warden. He rushes over to you, a concerned look painted all over his face. He takes you in, and holds you plush against him. The closeness sends you reeling.

He was actually here. You were actually together again. You could hear his heartbeat, or perhaps it was yours because you couldn’t seem to tamp down the excitement at finally having him so close to you. A great weight is off your shoulders, and it feels as though everything is at peace again.

Arezu takes in the scene before her and swoons. Great Clan Leader Adaman, resident tough guy, is honest-to-Sinnoh cooing over you. Deciding that the teasing could be saved for another day, she takes her leave.

But not before getting one last shot in.

“This is my room, so you better save the rest for when you get home!”

Adaman groans, and pulls away to give you a commiserating look. He taps the tip of your nose when you give him a pout.

“Food first. Cuddles later.”

He gets to work setting your meal, and your stomach growls at the spread. Before you could reach for your spoon and help yourself to some stew, he levels you with a stare. You sit back, and watch as he scoops up some stew and gives it a taste test. Humming to himself, he grabs another spoonful, this time bringing it to your lips. You graciously let him feed you. This wasn’t the first time he’s done this but you couldn’t quell the heat on your cheeks. He always reminds you how much he cares.

About a cupful of stew and an onigiri later, your hunger is sated and you politely refuse another bite.

“You should eat something too,” you tell him.

“Don’t worry about me.” He waves off your concern, and holds your hand. “What do you wanna do now?”

He shifts closer to you when he doesn’t quite catch what you said.

“What was that?”

“You said we could cuddle after food.”

“Oh,” he murmurs. A soft pink dusts his cheeks. “Well, c’mere then.”

Strong arms wrap around your waist and you feel him rest his chin on your head.

“Is this okay?”

You nod once, and stifle a chuckle when you feel a sort of rumble from his chest. A purr? His “eevee tendencies” as you had dubbed it was a source of great entertainment to you. A laugh escapes you when he starts to sway. Soft lips press your temple, and you feel him smile against your skin. The pull of sleep is on you once more, and despite your best efforts to fight it, your eyes close and you concede. Just a little while.

A voice sings you a lullaby.

You dream of hot chocolate shared on a cold night, and bright stars dancing in the moonlight. Soothing music played on the flute, with lanterns leading you along a festival. Thunder roaring outside a cave as a voice whispers promises of protection. The feeling of grass tickling your bare feet as you run carefree under the summer sun. Splashing into the lakewater, blissfully unaware of how freezing it actually was. Secrets shared in a single-person tent while you huddle for warmth. Getting lost in the mountains, with only your most precious gem in your hand.

You felt warm and fuzzy.

Light footsteps bring you back to reality. You blink the sleepiness away, and the lack of sunlight creeping through the window tells you it’s well into the night. You follow the source of the sound and find your Starly and Sylveon sharing a meal with Adaman’s pokemon.

“Oh, did you sleep well?”

Adaman’s voice is deep and a little strained. You start to catch on to how tired he must’ve been too.

You realize he must have stayed put the entire time you dozed off. Did he really just spend his day off being your personal pillow? You turn your head, and his eyes display nothing but kindness and patience. The warm, fuzzy feeling stirs in your soul yet again.

“Yes.”

Adaman’s eyes widen when he sees the look of pure love and adoration in your eyes. That delightful pink color in his cheeks is back.

You press a kiss on the underside of his jaw, and whisper, “All thanks to you.”

For a few seconds, he stammers through a response. To be fair, you did not intend for your actions to be interpreted in… that manner. After what you assume is an internal peptalk, his eyes darken and you realize you’re definitely in for it now.

“Is that right?” His voice is husky. If you didn’t have him wrapped around you, you would’ve probably melted into a puddle by now. “You wanna tell me how grateful you are?”

“Umm…”

You think you hear the door, and it had you looking away for a second. He did not like that at all. When it was Adaman time, he wanted all the attention on him.

“Umm…,” he mocks. “Use your words, love.” His hand grips your neck and he trails his fingers to your lips. He whispers, “…or perhaps you would like to show me instead?”

Before you could even think of what to say, the door slams open and there, Arezu stands with a pair of scissors in her hand.

“This is a house of Almighty Sinnoh, and I will not allow it to be defiled by our Leader!”

You try to jump away from Adaman but he just holds you tighter against him, though spooning you in a more innocent fashion than earlier.

“Alright! I get it!” He sounds angry but you could hear the little waver in his voice. Arezu notices and smirks.

“Sorry, ‘Rez.” You couldn’t quite look her in the eye as you sheepishly apologize for intruding on her space.

Adaman, trying so desperately to remain on the high ground, asks, “How did you even know? Were you spying on us?”

“I had eyes on the situation.”

Together your eyes trail down to the pokémon by her feet.

Suddenly, the two of you felt even more shame.

“What were you thinking? There’s a child here!”

The child in question was Adaman’s year old Eevee.

Despite that, it was still humiliating to have been caught like two hormonal teens. The fact you were tattled on by pokémon has to be some kind of first in history.

In unison, you murmur, “Sorry, ‘Rez.”

She stares at you both expectantly, and waves her hands around your pokémon. You never knew pokémon to be adept at expressing disappointment.

After apologies to each and every one of them, with a few (see: Leafeon, Sylveon and Eevee) requiring bribes, Arezu pulls you away from Adaman. Now that you were feeling better, she no longer “felt the need to stay strong,” and told you how scared she was when you walked in the village “looking like death.”

It was a challenge for Adaman to pry you away from the still wailing Warden.

“I’m the best friend! I actually took care of—“

“And I’m the boyfriend! Yes, I’m grateful you were here but I already told you what happened.”

“Maybe if you weren’t too busy cursing me out via Starly mail, you would’ve gotten here earlier!”

“And what part of Braviary was taking too long do you not understand?”

“We were literally sending messages via Starly.”

“For the last time, ‘Rez, I am not flying via Starly. He would die.”

The poor bird chirps helplessly.

Promises to visit soon were made, and one group hug with a begrudging Adaman later, she finally lets you go. She saw you off at the gates, flanked by Akari and Rei. The two kids standing next to her look far too pleased to see you.

“Don’t forget! I am your favorite Warden after all!”

You half-jokingly tell her, “Don’t let Sabi hear you.”

As Adaman helps you up Wyrdeer, you see the two kids whisper something to Arezu who merely shrugs in response. When they realize you’ve been watching them, they turn their heads back to their private conversation.

“Do you know what that’s about?”

He snickers. “Probably wondering when our next life-or-death adventure would be.”

An uneasy feeling sets in your stomach. You know Adaman better than anyone, and while he may have fooled anyone else, you know better. He just lied to you.

“Oh.”

He’s never done that before.

Halfway through the Fieldlands, he lets out a sigh. You don’t bother to look behind you.

“I can tell you’re overthinking it. It’s nothing bad, I promise.”

“What do you mean?”

“C’mon. I can see through you as well as you see through me.”

Damn it.

“Hey.” He rests his chin on your shoulder. “Do you trust me?”

You turn your head just enough to look him in the eye. “Of course, I do,” you tell him in earnest.

He beams.

“Then don’t dread the surprise, silly.”

You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. Given the kind of devotion and loyalty Adaman has always shown you, it would be selfish of you to question his intentions.

“Okay, Adaman, Leader of the Diamond Clan—“

He groans.

“—Why don’t you tell me about your recent excursion?”

You feel him shake in laughter.

“You’re never gonna let me live that down, are you?”

“Obviously not.”

“Alright…” He adopts a theatrical voice. “I, Adaman, Leader of the Diamond Clan shall regale you of my tales across the… well, few miles around our home.”

You bust out laughing at his absurdity, and he feels as though he’s achieved something great.

The rest of the trip home doesn’t feel as long as it should. The past few weeks he’s spent with the Survey Corps has filled him with more anecdotes than anyone could ever write down. You felt particularly smug at the story of Rei absolutely demolishing Melli in battle. The part where Akari apparently made him cry using only her words does not at all seem embellished. You’ll have to remember to be extra delicate with the Warden next time you see him, lest he go on another temper tantrum.

Soon enough, you arrive at the settlement. Only the few people on night watch were still up. They approach, and ask if they could be of any assistance but Adaman waved them off. Before they could walk away, you dig into your satchel and offer them the treats you’ve been steadily collecting throughout your trip.

When you look back at Adaman, you hurriedly make your way to your home. The proud look in his face has you blushing again.

As soon as you stepped inside, he pulls your hand and gives it a gentle kiss. His eyes are shining.

“The way you take care of the Clan brings me joy.”

Hearing that from Adaman was no small thing. He took pride in being the Leader, and was meticulous in Clan business. To hear him approve of you in that context wasn’t something you’d take lightly.

“S-Stupid. Of course, I have to take care of the Clan.”

You try to look at something else. Anything else. He was still staring at you with that look. Pure fondness and affection.

“Of course, but you don’t have to spoil them either.”

“I—“ You had no arguments for that. You give him a sheepish smile. “I guess I just love the Clan.”

He gives you a soft smile in return.

“…And speaking of spoiling the ones you love...”

His free hand reaches into his pocket, and he hands you a pokéball. Before you could even ask, it opens and a pokémon you’ve never seen before appears.

“It’s called an Applin.”

You’re at a loss for words. The Applin’s eyes are wide and staring up at you. If it weren’t for that, you would’ve mistaken it for any other apple. It’s so tiny and delicate.

“Rei mentioned it once. Apparently in his time, this pokémon is a gift amongst lovers. Legend goes…” His breath hitches. You raise an eyebrow at him. He continues, “…when you offer this to the one you love, you’ll be together forever.”

“Oh,” you respond lamely.

He rambles on. “I couldn’t stop thinking about it, and I have been looking for one for weeks. Anytime a space-time rift formed, I went—“

“You went where?!”

The little Applin cries, and you soothe it with a little pat on the head.

“ —I couldn’t find one… apparently even back where Rei’s from, these little rascals are rare… but on our way back… I couldn’t explain… maybe it was because I had spent so long looking… or maybe Sinnoh heard my prayers … As we were leaving the area, one more rift formed. I just knew I had to be there.” He smiles at Applin, and the pokémon yips. “Lo, and behold… this little guy was the first thing I saw.”

He holds the pokémon in his hands. His eyes staring deep into yours,

“I know Almighty Sinnoh rules over time, and we are but mere mortals who have no say or power… but if this Applin can promise us what time we have to spend together, I hope you accept.”

You open your mouth to tell him yes, obviously — but a sneeze comes out instead.

Oops.

Guess you weren’t as well as you thought.

“Sorry—“

He shushes you. “Don’t you dare apologize for being sick.”

He hands you some tissue, and you blow your nose while he rubs your back. Afterwards, you mutter, “There’s no need for that.”

“What?”

“Look at you. You’re taking care of me even though I must look like a mess— Ah, don’t you dare deny it. You… you always protect me from anything that could hurt me or anything that scares me. You never let me do stupid things alone. You started out making the worst hot chocolate I’ve ever tasted and kept trying to do better until I can only ever drink the ones you make. You jumped in after me in the lakewater when I didn’t believe you when you said it was cold. When I got chased down by a pack of alphas, you fended them off as best you could and hid in that cave with me…” With every memory out of your mouth, Adaman’s lips quiver and you catch the tears welling in his eyes. “I meant what I said. There’s no need for some pokémon to ensure our being together. I’m gonna spend the rest of my life making up for all the things I put you through… That and, you’re probably gonna have to keep cleaning up after whatever mess I get into.”

He pulls you to him, rubbing soothing circles on your back.

“You’re right. You do look like a mess. Your nose right now could put a Cubchoo to shame. I protect you from anything that could hurt or scares you because I don’t want anything to take you away from me. I never let you do stupid things alone because doing stupid things with you is much better than doing anything with anyone else or alone. You still drank the ones that tasted bad, and that’s why I worked so hard to make sure you never have to deal with drinking bad hot chocolate from me ever again. I mostly threw spoiled apricots at those alphas, and hoped for the best. I didn’t want you to be trapped alone in that cave, so I hope you didn’t mind being trapped with me.”

“I didn’t.”

“You never have to make it up to me for anything, but I will be happy to keep on cleaning up after whatever ‘mess’ you get into… So long as you’ll have me.”

The ignored Applin makes its return.

You both snap your head towards the crying pokémon. Adaman holds it out to you.

You graciously accept. “I guess this makes it official?”

“So, yes?”

“Yes.”

You share a chaste kiss to seal the deal. The Applin squeals in delight.

A few seconds later, Starly pops out of his pokeball, and flies out the window.

A piece of paper lands on the floor.

“Don’t worry! I just trained him to fly here once you said yes <3 Congrats btw -‘Rez

P.S. Congrats from Akari + Rei. You’re welcome for keeping your boyfriend fiance fiancee future husband alive for so long”

[qupidddd]

Legends arceus Adaman x reader

this is my first fic ever so if it’s dogshit don’t slice my kneecaps 😅 I wanted the wardens to interact a bit more and have some sort of a friendly rivalry so yea. Reader is kind of a tsun in this. Also the fight with Adaman is based on a true experience in-game lmao. enjoy!

You awoke at whatever ungodly hour it was to the sound of loud banging against the shoji door.

“Yoohoooo! Y/n!! Are you up yet? It’s me Arezu! I brought Mai and Sabi too!”

You abruptly slid the door open to see all 3 girls smiling brightly at your disheveled state. Hair tucked in a low bun as well as your night gown swaying back and forth.

“…Do you three have any idea what time it is? I just got ready for bed too… whatever, come on in since it’s obviously apparent I’m not sleeping any time soon.” You groaned.

“Aww don’t be like that y/n! My clairvoyance tells me your either going to jump for joy, or drag your heels at our news we’ve come to share teehee!” Sabi exclaimed.

“Yes, yes..we’ve come to tell you that tomorrow both clans will be holding a joint meeting to discuss relations and other boring clan politics. We thought’d it be interesting for you to come since you get to see you know who~” Mai teased.

Really? This again? Now, you were pretty much neck deep in denial that you had a microscopic sized crush on the diamond clan leader, but it was as clear as day to your 3 warden friends. They would never stop teasing you about it. Arezu always gushing on how cute a couple you’d be, Mai teasing you about dating her little brother would be a breath of fresh air, and Sabi claiming that her clairvoyance told her that you and him would play endlessly with her.

“Guys I appreciate it, but I do NOT care about that foolish, impatient, time-obsessed, bafoon! I mean, what’s with all the hot and cold behavior you’ve witnessed him doing to me huh? One minute, he talks down to me, saying how incompetent us galaxy folk are, and the next minute he gets all flirty! I really don’t understand what he’s trying to do. I won’t let him make a fool of me tomorrow that’s for sure.”

“You don’t see it Y/n? Really? Because it sounds like your in Lo-“

“R-REZU! DON’T YOU DARE FINISH THAT SENTENCE!” you shouted after putting a hand to cover her mouth.

“Even if he did, there’s no way I’d fall for someone so…so annoying! Anyway, I promised myself I’d never fall in love with someone again, with all the rejection and heartbreak I experienced in my world…”

At this, Mai and Sabi frowned and furrowed their eyebrows before bringing you into a bear hug. Geez, Mai really did have super strength..

“I can assure you that as his older sister, I’m sure Adaman means well, he just like to have fun with you from time to time that’s all. How about this? Tomorrow after the meetings over, we challenge all the boys from each clan to a battle? It’ll get your blood pumping as well as a chance to show your strength in front of Adaman.” Mai proposed.

“And it would give ME the chance to shut Melli the fuck up with all his high and mighty crap. Seriously, I want to punch him in the throat sometimes…” Arezu interjected.

“Heehee…good idea Mai! That Lian boy from the pearl clan is quite adorable, but he’s always so stubborn on shooing me away when I want to play with him! My clairvoyance tells me that he will lose and weep before me tomorrow!”

You were never one to turn down a challenge, so after discussing a myriad of battle strategies, the four of you decided to launch the grand plan after the clan meeting tomorrow. Since it was already late, you let the girls sleep in your home, rolling out the extra futons for them to sleep in.

Operation Eat Our Dust will go into full effect tomorrow!

You were starting to regret coming to this meeting.

Usually, whenever you were invited to clan meetings as a guest, you’d be earnestly paying attention to who was speaking, but today, you were more focused on trying your damndest not to smack Adaman’s smug dumb face into next week. If he keeps staring at you like that…

“Um…is there something on my face? What are you staring at me like that for?”

“Oh nothing y/n, just thinking about how adorable you are when your worked up- OW! What’d you pinch me for?!”

“That was for wasting your time on me. Pay attention to what mistress Calaba is saying bozo!”

“I could never waste my time on you y/n~”

“……..whatever.”

*Some time later*

“Ugh, I’m so glad the meeting is finally over, my legs were starting to fall asleep!” Arezu stretched out while watching the rest of the clan members slowly trickle out of the room, save for some of the wardens.

“Mhm! My clairvoyance tells me that listening to Smelli yap on anymore about his precious lord Electrode will make my hair fall out! …Or did it?” Sabi questioned.

“Why, the NERVE of you Sabi! Atleast I don’t have to take care of some flying over sized chicken! ᴬˡˢᵒ, ᴵ ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵐᵉˡˡ…” Melli mumbled.

“You sure about that? Because I think your Skuntank’s horrid stench is starting to stick on you for good” Arezu shot back.

Mai quickly stepped in between the two to prevent them from clawing at each other like two wet purugly’s. “Anyways, it’s been awhile since we’ve all sparred together yes? Then how about we have ourselves a little showdown, the girls against the boys hm? Feel free to decline, unless of course, your skill in battle have declined.” Mai held a mischievous glint in her eyes you’d never seen before.

“Oh yes, what Mai said! You wouldn’t mind playing with us for a while right? My clairvoyance tells me that whether you all accept our challenge or not, you bozos will look like utter fools regardless! Teehee!”

“Oh your SO on! You girls need to be a taught a lesson on picking fights you can’t win.” Adaman jumped to his feet while clutching the pokeball that had his dear Leafeon inside. “I’m assuming Palina and Irida will be joining too yes?” Glancing to the two ladies sitting by the corner.

“Your damn right we are! It’ll give me and Lina the chance for our training to pay off!” Irida said while holding Palina’s hand.

“Irida, how many times have I told you to cut it out with that absurd nickname in public? I swear it’s one ear and out the other with you…” Palina said while slightly glaring at the blonde to her left, before softening her gaze at Iscan. “Iscan dear, will you be joining us to spar as well? I’m sure my lord Arcanine would love to pummel- I-I mean, have a family friendly spar with your lord Basculegion yes? You wouldn’t dream of refusing my request would you dear?”

“Th-that’s, well…Palina I don’t think-“ He started, before sweating bullets at the darkened expression on her face despite her smiling. “Of course not Palina dear, it’s not a problem at all! Hehe…ugh” Iscan said defeatedly. Indeed. Palina could be quite scary sometimes…

“Hmph. It hardly needs to be said, but I reckon my mightily awesome Kleavor would wipe the floor with all of you. Especially your Braviary Sabi, I’m sure you don’t need your ‘clairvoyance’ to tell you that?” Lian said while tilting is head, smirking down smugly at Sabi.

“Why you….” Sabi started before sticking her tongue out at the young man in anger. “Hmph!”

“Alright alright that’s enough.” Calaba cut in before walking to the front of the room. “I’ll leave you little whippersnappers to your on devices, just try not to break anything understood? Or else I’ll have Ursaluna come for all of you in your sleep.”

Everyone visibly shivered at that.

You stepped out unto the field with the girls, getting your respective pokemons ready for battle, out of the corner of your eye you swore you could see Adaman winking at you. Foolish boy, he should be more worried for the battles ahead.

After making sure her Glaceon was healed up and prepared, Irida shuffled over to where you and the other girls were standing.

“Are you all ready to go?” She questioned.

“Mhm! Braviary’s all set to go! My clairvoyance is telling me….we have this in the bag! ….But also may be telling me we should’ve thrown in the towel by now?…I wonder which is right? Teehee!”

“Nonsense Sabi.” Mai stood up from feeding her Munchlax to stand closer to the group. “I’m confident in our skill, we will be just fine.” Mai concluded.

“You bet! We’ve got girl power on our side after all! Right y/n?” Arezu said as she sneaked a glance at you.

You beamed back at her. Giggling a bit before standing up to hug her from behind. You could always count on Rez to lift your spirits.

You then turned to Palina, silently pondering on how her Arcanine would fair against Iscan’s Basculegion. You wondered what kind of strategy she had up her sleeve given the type disadvantage she had.

“I know what your thinking y/n, I’ll be just fine against Iscan. I’m sure he’ll give me a run for my money, although, perhaps he could let me win just this once…” She mumbled quietly.

After some of the excitement died down after the meeting, both sides agreed that the loser would have to give the victor a smooch….or something like that. Your not sure if Arezu came up with that idea or Adaman himself…

Mark my words…your going down today Adaman!

Round 1

Irida vs Lian

“Ugh, I can’t believe this! Losing to a child…and in the first round too!”

“Heh…”

Mai vs Adaman

“Not bad little brother, not bad at all. Though you don’t have to gloat so much about it..” （；￣ェ￣）

“That was child’s play! Better luck next time Mai!”

Arezu vs Melli

“Hah! Take that you two faced jackass! Uh- I mean…well fought!” (˶‾᷄ ⁻̫ ‾᷅˵)

“Adamannnn…! Please drag this spikey tomato by her ugly bangs in the next round! Avenge the great Melli!” (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

Round 2

Sabi vs Lian “As it was foretold in my vision. I won! I won! I’m unstoppable!” ٩(˃̶͈̀௰˂̶͈́)و

”Tch! You only won because braviary kept using Esper Wing. That was just a fluke.”

Palina vs Iscan

“Oh, is that all? That was easier than I thought. Were you going easy on me Iscan?”

“Y-you kinda told me to…”

Arezu vs Adaman

“Ugh, how could Liligant lose? To a fellow grass type? Unbelievable…damn you Adaman you crafty bastard you…”

“Don’t sweat it Arezu! I’m sure we can agree that my Leafeon is the superior grass type pokemon here…”( ･᷄ὢ･᷅ )

Let’s take a look at the scoreboard shall we folks?

Wielders knocked out

Arezu❌

Mai❌

Lian❌

Iscan❌

Melli❌

Irida❌

Wielders remaining

Y/n⭕️

Palina ⭕️

Sabi⭕️

Adaman⭕️

Score:3-3

Well this was a surprise.

After all that planning, you were a bit disappointed that more than half your team ended up losing in such a fashion, Arezu and Mai looking down in shame as you despondently stared at them. You glanced to your right to see Palina and Iscan chatting away, while Sabi was…still gloating to Lian about her victory. So much for girl power..It all comes down to you and Adaman as the tiebreaker.

“Looks like we’re in the final round eh y/n? Don’t worry, I’m feeling quite merciful today, your free to give up while you still can~”

“In your dreams dumbass!” you barked, trying hard not to stutter in front of him.

”Your the one who should give up, your clearly out of your element here.”

Okay, here goes, the big finish. Showtime. The final destination. The end to all ends. Okay, you might be making this a bit more dramatic than it has to be, but you can’t help it. This is your one chance to show the diamond clan leader how strong, cunning, and skillful you are in battle. You’ve battled against a handful of opponents, there’s no WAY you could possibly lose this right?

Well…

“Alright, let’s show him what we’re made of Nia!” You yelled out, throwing your Alpha Gastrodon out to the field.

Wait…

Gastrodon???

Oh no.

Your confidence zapped straight out from your body as you realized who your lead was. Nia. Your tough as nails Alpha Gastrodon you had caught in the Cobalt Coastlands. Perhaps the strongest amongst your team, but against a grass type like Leafeon… your face looked white as a sheet, sweating bullets as you realized your inevitable downfall. Your companions could only watch on in horror.

“Uh oh! Uh oh! Y/n is in hot water now! Hmm…I’m not getting a vision of y/n winning this fight..” Sabi said gloomily.

“Ohhhhh…..HOLD ME MAI!! I CAN’T WATCH THIS!” Arezu shouted, clutching onto Mai’s arm while burying her head into her shoulder.

“Well I, the great Melli, certainly can!” He said before pulling a small bag of popcorn out and smacking on it, smugness written all over his face.”I almost feel bad for the poor girl… Almost.”

“Honestly y/n, how could you make such a rookie mistake? I was praying to almighty Palkia to see Adaman’s downfall at the hands of yourself. What a shame.” Irida sighed.

A nervous smile adorned your face, looking up at Adaman only to see the ginormous shit-eating grin he was giving you.

“Sorry y/n.” He took a step forward, displaying his signature peace sign pose at you. Commanding his Leafeon to use a strong style Leaf Blade at your Gastrodon.

“I win.”

Just like that, the battle was over before you could even make a move.

Words failing you, you could only look down at the ground in defeat, balling your hands into fists.

“Hey…” Adaman started, putting a hand on your shoulder. “I’m pretty you didn’t mean to send out Nia right? Because if so…”

You smacked his hand away. “If your here to rub it in, just leave alr- mmph!” Adaman cuts you off, pushing his warm lips against your soft ones. Sets of giggles and stares as well as ‘woahs!’ were heard from the sidelines.

You could barely form words, he really just kissed you? Just like that? You weren’t ready for that at all. Well, you did lose, but still…that was your first kiss.

“Awww y/n finally had her first kiss! So adorable!!” Arezu gushed happily.

“Wait… you’ve never kissed anyone before

y/n? That’s news to me…” Mai said teasingly, Palina and Irida nodding in agreement.

“N-no i haven’t…is that really so surprising?” You laughed bitterly. “So Adaman…does this mean that you..?”

“Yup. I like you a whole lot y/n. Turns out, you’re kind of terrible at trying to hide crushes you know. I knew about your feelings a while ago. I never said anything about it because I knew you’d never admit to it.” Adaman said sheepishly. “Sabi uh…blurted it out to me one day and I’ve known since.. heh.” He admitted, scratching his hair behind his head.

Whipping your head around to glare at Sabi, she whispered out a ‘sorry!’ before hiding behind Arezu. The latter just giggling softly at the interaction.

You promised yourself you wouldn’t fall in love again but… maybe it’s worth trying again. As for Sabi….

You’d have to give her a stern talking to later.

[zodiakuroo]

Pretty Things Don’t Need To Think

Kuroo decides he's had enough of his smart, independent girlfriend. He wants her to be his good little housewife instead.

Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x Fem!Reader

Contains: 18+ oh boy... dubcon, big dick kuroo, dumbifciation, misogyny, manhandling, oral sex (deepthroating), pee in vee sex, degradation, manipulation, pwp, breath play, mouth spitting, creampie, thigh riding, slapping, spit, porn watching, crybaby reader but kuroo is a meanie so :3

Word count: 4.6k

Notes: my first time writing smut n it’s mindlessly self-indulgent i just had this weirdly specific fantasy that i need to get out byeee

Kuroo loved the fact that you were smart. He loved the fact that you could debate and argue with him for hours on the most obscure topics. He love that you were always interested in his nerdy rambles and he found it adorable that you would sometimes go off on your own nerdy rambles. When he met you, he was so used to fucking brainless bimbos that he was surprised to find a girl that he both wanted to sleep with and have a conversation with. Your intellect was one of the many reasons he wanted to pursue a relationship with you beyond sex. One of the many reasons why he planned on marrying you.

Kuroo also loathed the fact that you were smart. Not loathed exactly. He just hated your stupid fucking degree. He hated the fact that it demanded so much of your time and energy that you sometimes had to put your studies before him. You wanted to be doctor, always wanted to apparently. You wanted it so bad he felt a little ashamed for how much it annoyed him.

But he didn’t understand it. You were going to be the wife of Kuroo Tetsurou, President of the Japan Volleyball Association. Is that not enough of an achievement?

 You didn’t seem to think so.

Now Kuroo’s not a misogynist by any means. If he were, he wouldn’t even let you get this stupid degree. He doesn’t want you to be some mindless Stepford Wife who only cooks and cleans and says “Yes, dear” “No, dear.” Of course he believes in equal rights and all that bullshit but he just doesn’t see any reason for you to work. Financially, there’s no need. More importantly, as his wife you would be too busy taking care of him, his home and his children for you to even thinking about having a job. He would let you get this degree purely for you to soothe your own ego, so you could feel like you’ve accomplished something.

And this is the fucking thanks he gets.

Coming home every day to see you hunched over the dining room table, 4 different textbooks open, papers scattered everywhere. He works hard every day to make a comfortable life for the two of you but asking to come home to a clean apartment and dinner on the stove is too much to ask apparently.

You don’t even register that he’s in the room until he places two large warm hands on your shoulders, causing you to jump, quickly soothed with a kiss to the top of your head.

“Hi baby” he mutters against your scalp, gently massaging your shoulders.

“Hmm. Hi Tetsurou.” you turn your head to look at him, eyes bloodshot and bleary from staring at your computer all day.  “How was your day?”

“Same old.” He places a chaste kiss on your lips. “How’s it going here? Are we winning?” He glances at your notes, Intercranial mass lesions. Subarachnoid Haemorrhage. Spontaneous Intracerebral Haemorrhage. He wonders why you do this to yourself. Pretty things like you shouldn’t have to think.

You groan. “Not at all. This neuro final is gonna kick my ass.”

He chuckles, hands gently massaging your shoulders. “You say that every time and every time you ace it baby.”  Instead of asking you where his dinner is, he asks “Have you eaten today? What do you want for dinner?”

“ I’m not hungry Tetsu. You can order whatever you like.” He clenches his jaw in irritation. You can’t even be bothered to give him your full attention for 10 minutes? The man who works so hard so that you can afford to sit at home and study the whole day?

No.

He’ll get your attention one way or another.

“Angel,” he drops his voice an octave or two, leaning down so his mouth is pressed right against the shell of your ear. “How about you take a break yeah? Wanna help you relax.” He starts to kiss your neck. He hears your breath hitch. He’s got you. “You worked so hard today plus I reaaaaally miss you.”

With that he begins to leave wet kisses on your neck, feeling you melt into him. His hands move away from your shoulders, gently groping at your chest.

You suddenly go rigid. “Tetsu, not right now.” He doesn’t want you to know how pissed he is but he can’t help it, he groans in frustration. “I’m sorry,” you mutter weakly “I really need to get through these last 3 chapters.”

“Yeah right. Got it.” He storms off with a huff. He’s furious. Your little studious shtick has been nothing more than an irritation for him. But this is too far. He hasn’t come in a month, since you started prep for finals. You’ve been too busy to take care of him. You suggested porn and he laughed in your face. Why would he jerk off when you have a perfectly good pussy? Don’t be ridiculous.

“Tetsurou don’t be mad please.”

“Not mad baby. Keep studying. That’s important to you right?” He’s not convincing anyone but you don’t have the time or energy to engage.

You let out a heavy sigh before turning back to your laptop, falling back into studying like the whole interaction never happened. It made him even angrier. How you couldn’t care less about him right now.

“Just gonna watch some TV. That okay with you, love?” He says sounding sickly sweet, almost sarcastic. If you notice, you don’t make any mention of it.

“Mmhm. Just keep it down please.” You don’t even bother to fucking look at him. 

You don’t wanna pay attention to him? You want him to just jerk off? Fine then, have it your way. Kuroo throws himself down on the couch as he rips off his tie with a little more force than necessary.

This is petty.

He makes quick work of the buttons of his dress shirt.

This is childish.

He quickly unbuckles his belt and pulls his slacks down just far enough to take his soft dick out of his boxers.

 This is your fault.

 You pushed him to do this.

He takes his phone and uses his internet browser to take him to the first porn site he can think of. He doesn’t really care about the kind of video so “Busty blonde slut gets destroyed” seems like a good a choice as any. He clicks on the video and sets up his phone to mirror on the TV screen. With the volume about as loud as it can go, he presses play.

The loud exaggerated moans and gagging startle you. Your head shoots up and you see your boyfriend, lidded gaze fixed on the flat screen TV in front of him. He’s panting, letting out little moans. You crane your neck to see what he’s watching and you see on the TV a bleach blonde girl with massive tits being an absolute trooper as she gets facefucked relentlessly.

“Kuroo, what the fuck?” God he hates when you call him by his last name mostly because you only do that when you’re really annoyed at him.

“Hm? What is it baby?” Now it’s his turn to not even glance in your direction. He’s too focused on the way the girl on screen’s throat is bulging as the man thrusts into her mouth. Maybe he should watch porn more often.

“What are you doing?” He can hear the irritation building in your voice. He hears the chair scrape along the hardwood floor as you stand up to get a better look at him. He knows you can see exactly what he’s doing now.

He smirks, turning to look at you for just a split second before his attention is back to being on screen. “Watching ah fuck watching TV”. He starts to stroke himself faster now, knowing you’re watching him. He’s a little embarrassed by how turned on he is. Cock already rock hard, his tip bright red and shiny from leaking so much pre-cum.

“Do you have to do… that… here? I can’t concentrate.” You clench your fists and your sides.

Oh you’re pissed. But this isn’t exactly the reaction he wants from. He’ll make it work though.

“Not my problem babe. Shit.” He takes his free hand down to play with his swollen balls and god, if he weren’t so determined to dump this load inside you he might have come right then and there.

“Kuroo!” You shout. He’s still not looking at you. How could he when the girl on the screen is getting absolutely railed. He only hears the sound of your barefeet on the hardwood floor as you storm over to the couch. He’s not sure what your plan was when you decided to come over here, but it doesn’t even matter anymore because the second you’re close enough he yanks you by your wrist and forces you into his lap.

“Tetsu!” You thrash and struggle in his hold but it’s no use. He’s bigger and stronger than you.

He wraps his arm around your neck, pulling you into a chokehold. “Oh I’m Tetsu now?” he laughs bitterly

“Let me go! Please!” You still haven’t given up getting out of this, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

“Shut up. I want you to watch this.” He’s forcing you to look at the screen now. “Look at that yeah? Look at how she’s taking that big cock.”

A hard palm strikes you across your cheek. “Stop squirming and watch.”

The blonde woman is bent over a coffee table while the man behind her rams his dick into her without abandon. Kuroo can’t decide if he finds her whining hot or annoying.

“Looks like it feels good huh babe?” His head is buried in the crook of your neck. “Wanna make you feel good like that.” He places a quick kiss to your temple before pulling your t-shirt over your head, your bare chest now exposed to the cool air.

“Tetsu please.”

“Please what baby?”

Please let me go.

But the way he’s hands are gripping at your breasts, pulling and twisting your nipples, you can’t form any words. Only whimpers.

“Please make you feel good? That what you want baby?” He whispers as he slots his thigh between your legs.

“Yeah yeah please Tetsu.”

Kuroo has turned his focus onto your neck. Harsh sucks, leaving bruises and bite marks in his wake. He wants to laugh at how pathetic you are. Just a few minutes ago, you were adamant on ignoring his presence and now you’re writhing in his lap begging you to touch him.

“Really? I thought you needed to study.”

“No no no Tetsu, only need you.” Just a quickie. You’re both pent up. 10… 15 minutes tops. Then you’ll go back to studying. That’s what you tell yourself.

“That’s right baby.” He grips your hips and grinds you down on to his thigh. “I know exactly what you need.” You take your cue from him and begin riding his thigh, neurology notes long forgotten as he goes back to assaulting your neck. The combination of the sensation of your clothed clit rubbing against his thigh and visual stimulation of the explicit content on your TV makes you dizzy with pleasure.

Your movements become frantic. You’re practically humping his leg at this point. He knows you’re close which is why he wraps one arm around your torso, pulling you back into his chest.

“Baby please.” You whine. Oh, you’re really crying now.

“Oh angel, you were gonna come just from that? Just from humping my thigh and watching some other bitch get eaten out? My angel must be so pent up huh?”

You can’t do anything except whimper and nod.

“Mmhm yeah my baby has been working too hard. Thinking too much. You’re too cute for that you know baby.”

You keep nodding, no idea what you’re actually agreeing to, too busy keening at the praise. You keep trying to move your hips but he just tightens his hold.

“It’s okay though baby I know how to take care of you. Your man knows how to turn off that little brain of yours.”

His hand slides into you shorts, fingers pressing on to your clit over the top of your soaked panties. The moan you let out might rival the porn star on screen, who now by the way, is riding the face of her co-star while she sucks his cock.

He slips his other hand into your panties and starts rubbing quick “Yeah that’s it. Feel good babe?” You melt into his chest. “Yes Tetsu! So good!”

Kuroo pushes his long middle finger into your dripping hole. So tight and warm, he has to bite back a moan of his own. A few slow pumps, before he lets his index finger enter you as well. He’s done going slow now, he starts fucking you with his fingers, thumb brushing over your clit every now and then.

You were so close before, it takes almost no effort on Kuroo’s part to get you there again. You throw your head back on to his shoulder, muscles tensing in anticipation of your impending release. “Tets- gonna cum, gonna cu-“ The second you feel the waves of your orgasm crash on to you, Kuroo has his hands off you entirely, reaching for the remote and turning off the explicit movie.

Ruined. He ruined your orgasm.

You open your eyes and you see Kuroo looking every bit the smug bastard and your own teary eyed reflection in the black screen. “Tetsurou… Why? Why would you-“ You can’t even get the sentence out before he delivers a harsh smack to your clit.

“You think you deserve to come?” A large hand wraps tight around your throat as he lets out a humourless laugh. “You’re stupider than I thought.”

“No Tetsu ‘m not stupid” You manage to rasp out but that just makes him squeeze even tighter.

“What was that? I thought I heard a stupid bitch say something.”

You claw at his had trying to get air into your lungs but Kuroo doesn’t budge.

“Please! Sorry! Please!” is all you can manage to get out. Just as you start to see spots, Kuroo lets go.

Airways burning, you sputter out a “thank you” but your boyfriend doesn’t seem to care. “You’re sorry? Show me how fucking sorry you are.” He’s shoves you on to the floor unceremoniously.

While Kuroo removes his slacks and boxers, you try to compose yourself. You know what’s coming but first you need to stop coughing and stop crying. After a minute of deep breathing, you open your eyes and find yourself face to face with Kuroo’s monster cock.

And you’re not exaggerating. The thing is terrifying. Long and girthy, the biggest you’ve ever seen.  He’s unbelievably hard with bulging veins, the tip almost purple with arousal. You’re mesmerised by it. 

Perhaps the only thing scarier than his dick right now is the man attached to it. He’s staring down at you with so much condescension, small smirk playing on his lips. He wraps his hand around his thick base. “You good princess? Get to it.” He tuts.

You place one of your hands on his throbbing member as you tentatively stick out your tongue to lick at his tip where pre-cum is dribbling out. You slowly start to stroke him up and down as you swirl your tongue around the head. Kuroo is being kind, letting you go slow. If you think he’s doing this for your benefit, you’re mistaken. He wants to take his time with this. More importantly, he’s got about a month’s worth of cum stored up in his balls and he wants to make sure that every single drop goes inside your little cunt.

You take what you can fit (just less than half) into your mouth, lips stretched wide around his dick, the head is poking at the back of your throat while your hands work the rest of his shaft. You look up at him with wide, apologetic eyes. He can tell by the way you’re looking at him you want him to know how sorry you are.

It’s cute.

He grabs you by your hair and pulls you off of him. ”Aw baby, that’s it? I thought you were sorry.” 

A mixture of saliva and pre-cum dribbles down your chin. “Tetsu I am sorry. I’m so sorry!” You whimper.

“Yeah?” Kuroo whispers. His grip on your hair tightens as he tilts your head up to look at him. You stare up at your boyfriend, as he bends down to kiss you. Again, it’s surprisingly gentle but is quickly contrasted with the way he uses the other hand to grab your face, squeezing harshly to make you pucker your lips and keep your mouth open.

He smiles down at you, almost lovingly before he puckers his lips as well, letting a fat glob of spit drop from his mouth into yours.

It’s gross. It’s degrading. It’s cruel.

And that’s why you swallow it down almost immediately, without being asked. 

“Good girl” He whispers and gives you a kiss on the nose as a reward. The simple praise shoots straight to your pussy and now you’re greedy for more.

Kuroo leans back and assumes his previous position but this time flexing his elbows and putting his hands behind his head. He’s still wearing his dress shirt, unbuttoned so you can admire his delicious torso. Toned and tanned with the trail of dark hair running all the way to his groin. He looks completely relaxed with his eyes closed and for a moment you find yourself enamored by how stunning he is. How stunning your man is. You want to please him now more than ever. You want him to call you his good girl again. You steady yourself on your knees and prepare for the task at hand

You start off with a few shallow bobs on his cock. Then you take a deep breath through your nose before taking as much of him in your throat as you can. “Holy shit.”  He breathes out. His hips thrust up reflexively while you try to suppress your own reflex, trying to keep him has deep as possible for as long as possible. You’ve had lots of practice deepthroating your boyfriend’s dick but somehow it hasn’t gotten any easier.

You pull off of him but not completely, just enough to open up your airway to let much needed air into your burning lungs. You twist your hands around the exposed part of him. You look up at him and he’s giving you that fond smile again and it makes your heart swell in your chest. It’s all the motivation you need to take him back into your throat. Again you take him as far as you can but there’s still a good inch or so that you can’t take no matter how hard you try.

“Aw baby you need some help?” Kuroo coos from above you. You look up at him with big watery eyes and nod as best you can with his dick lodged in your oesophagus. He lets out a hum. “Anything for my baby.” He places one of his large hands on the back of your head and pushes you down until your nose meets his pelvis.

Your throat muscles are spasming around the impossibly large, impossibly deep intrusion but Kuroo keeps you there, seemingly reveling in your gags. Your drool dribbles from your lips, down his balls on to the black leather of the couch. You try breathing through your nose but you struggle. However, your discomfort is completely eclipsed by Kuroo’s moans and grunts. If it makes him feel good you’ll keep him in there as long as he wants. You’ll let him thrust into your mouth until he comes if he so choses.

Lucky for you, that’s not what he wants tonight.

You pulls you off his dick by once again but slowly this time. He watches the string of drool that connects your lips and drags you away until it snaps. He take his heavy shaft and slaps it against your right cheek. You let out a gasp and a smirk starts to play on his lips. Before you know it he’s smacking and dragging his cock all over your face, covering you in a mixture of your saliva and his pre-cum. “God damn. Prettiest fuckin’ girl in the world right here on her knees for me.” He says as he leans back to admire his handiwork.  “Open” he says. You obey without hesitation and he spits in your mouth again.

You swallow eagerly. “Thank you Tetsuro.” Your throat feels raw but you smile at him, absolutely giddy, nonetheless.

“Get up here, pretty girl.” Kuroo helps you to your feet and shimmy out of your bottoms before guiding you on to his lap so you’re straddling him. Immediately two of his fingers are inside you again, your slick cunt offering no resistance whatsoever. “You know angel, I’m still not sure how sorry you actually are.” He’s scissoring his fingers, stretching out your walls. If he were a different man, he’d thrust into you right now without any prep but he sees how fucked out you already are, there’s no need to punish you any further. His fingers move at a tortuous pace, squelching as he thrusts them in and out of you.

You’re panting. “Anything, I’ll do anything.”

The slow drag of his fingers grazing that spot inside you as he pulls out makes your eyes flutter shut. When you open them again, Kuroo is holding the same fingers in front of your face. Your boyfriend keeps is hazel eyes locked on yours as he sticks out his tongue to lick up the arousal soaking his digits.

“Hmm ‘course you will.” He slaps his fat cockhead on your sensitive clit making you squeal.

He drags his tip from your clit to your dripping slit over and over again getting it nice and wet.

You chant “Tetsu please” like some twisted prayer. You desperately want to make up for your earlier ruined orgasm.

“Wanna see you bounce on my cock, angel.”

You oblige him wordlessly, taking hold of his shaft and lining in him up with your entrance. You slowly lower yourself on to him wincing at the way he stretches you out. The prep was minimal and his fingers are no match for the size of his cock. You have to stop to breathe and blink away tears. You lift up your hips and lower yourself down slowly again, taking a little more of him inside you. You repeat the process a couple more times.

As much as watching your struggle to take his cock strokes his ego, Kuroo is growing bored. It’s time to take matters into his own hands.

Kuroo grips your hips and takes you by surprise as he thrusts up into you, making you take the whole thing. You let out a shrill cry as the tip of his cock nudges at your cervix. A heavy smack lands on your ass. “I said bounce angel.”

“So big Tetsu fuck. So big.” You whine as he pulls you up, before he sheaths his dick fully inside you, making you shriek for a second time.

God you could be such a crybaby sometimes. You were starting to piss him off again.  He pulls out of you completely and says “Turn around.”

“Tetsu no please! Wanna see you.” You pout, your eyes welling up with tears.

Another smack. This time across your face. You reach up to touch the sore skin on your cheek, it feels hot. “Don’t talk back to me you stupid slut.”

You whimper but obey his command. You don’t want Kuroo to be angry at you.

“Now sit on it.” He spanks you another time before gripping your ass and guiding his cock into you until your ass meets his groin.

Playtime is over.

Kuroo slips his hands under your thighs, grabbing the back of your knees and folding your body in half. Now he’s really fucking you. His thrusts are rough, cock knocking against your cervix repeatedly as he sinks himself into your sopping cunt over and over again. The sound of his balls slapping against your ass and the squelching of your dripping pussy make for the lewdest symphony you’ve ever heard. 

“Tetsurou ‘m close. Please” you cry. The way his dick is rubbing against your sweet spot means you won’t last long.

“No.”

Despite his denial, he doesn’t ease up on his thrusts. You’re trying to concentrate on holding back your orgasm but honestly you can’t concentrate on anything except Kuroo pistoning his fat cock in and out of you.

“Look at you.” You see your reflection in the black TV screen. “You see that?” He gives one particularly hard thrust to emphasise his point. “Fucked stupid huh?”

“Yeah Tetsu Yeah.” It’s no mirror but you can see all that you need to. You see your boyfriend using your body like a fleshlight, thrusting up into you at a relentless pace. You see your cunt split open on his cock. You see yourself being completely and utterly owned by him.

“My girl is such a fucking whore huh? My own personal porn star.”

“Need to cum nnggh let me cum please.” You’re teetering so close to the edge and Kuroo’s filthy mouth is not helping your situation in the slightest.

“Why should I let you cum hm? You’re so good when you’re desperate. Think I should keep you like this.”

“Please Tetsu. Please. Wanna be good! Wanna be your good girl Testu! Wanna take care of you! Please.”

He likes the way that sounds.

His good girl. His wife. His. His. His.

“Cum for me angel. Cum. Right now.” He says, lips pressed against your ear.

He doesn’t need to tell you twice. With the way he’s pounding his dick into your tight little pussy you have no choice but to spiral into orgasm. Your pussy spasms around his cock, pulling him deeper inside you. The hot coil in your tummy that’s been building unravels and the bliss hits you so hard you see starts. Kuroo keeps fucking up into you as you cream around him. As you come down, you go limp in his arms. That doesn’t stop him from using you though.

His grip around your thighs tightens and that’s how you know he’s getting close. “You gonna be a good girl for me? You gonna take this fat fucking load? Yeah? Take all of it deep in your cunt?” He growls right into your ear.

“Tetsu gimme pleasepleaseplease” You beg him as you cry from overstimulation, barely able to form the words.

“Take it. Take it. Fuck!” He growls as he shoots his load right into your tight, gooey pussy. You feel his hot cum fill up your womb and the sensation is so overwhelming it makes you go cross-eyed, tongue lolling out of your mouth. He grunts, still rutting into you through his orgasm. When he’s done he pulls out of you, smiling as he watches his cum leak out of your spent hole.

Kuroo loves the fact that you’re smart. But when you’re like this? Absolutely cum drunk, eyes glazed, body covered in bruises and willing to do anything he asks you to? He fucking adores you like this.

“Go take care of dinner princess, then your man is gonna take care of you some more.” He swats you on your ass.

You giggle and let your wobbly legs carry you to the kitchen with your boyfriend’s cum running down between your thighs, thoughts of your upcoming final completely fucked out of your head.

Along with every other thought not revolving around your future husband.

Kuroo reaches for his phone to text his assistant and tell her to cancel all his meetings for tomorrow. He has to go ring shopping.