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smallestapplin · 2 years

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I got into SwSh late and I see you write for that game 👀 maybe something with Leon, Raihan and Milo? 👉👈 I'm a sucker for coffee shop au ☕? Or meeting at like a café or library? Meet cute moments speak to my soul ❤

Fist fighting my brain worms for this.

👑Leon👑

“Leon, my sweet, please, I’m trying to work.”

Once a week like clockwork your sweet boyfriend of two years would come visit you. You work at a local library, for the most part it’s peaceful and you have only a handful of people in here at a time.

So the champion doesn’t have to worry about being stopped half the time, he can just focus on flustering you.

Leon leans in, grin plastered on his handsome face before he smothers you in another round of kisses.

You giggle at the tickling sensation.

“Babe! Come on, I have to work!”

He whines, using his lovely golden eyes to plead with you.

“Please? Just a little more? I missed you this morning.”

He nuzzled against your neck, earning him another round of giggles as his stubble tickles against your skin.

There isn’t anyone here yet, so he can smooch you to his hearts content!

🐉Raihan🐉

Your darling boyfriend always likes surprising you at work.

He knows how people can be at your job, so he likes popping in to cheer you up! The issue is that he is Raihan, and he’s a well loved gym leader.

So your entire coffee shop goes quiet with gasps only being heard as the tall gym leader walks in.

“There’s my love!” He peeks up at the sight of you.

He rushes up to the counter, completely moving passed stunned customers.

“Hello to you too Rai, but I thought you had a challenger coming in sometime today?”

The lanky man leans down, pressing a kiss to you nose.

“I mean yeah, sometime today, but that’s not now! I missed ya!”

“Rai…”

“I can wait!“

You stare at him and that happy fanged smile he gives you.

“That means you have to move, sweetie.”

“I know.” Yet he still stands there.

You sigh “you want a kiss first, don’t you?”

“I meeeeaan since you’re offering, yes please.”

You chuckle at your dorky boyfriend.

“Come here then you dork.”

Raihan let’s out a quiet happy squeak before placing a sweet kiss against your lips.

“Okay you’ve had your kiss, now please wait I have to work.”

He goes over to the first chair available by the counter as you work, you can feel his eyes on you as you take orders.

You take the order of an elderly couple and the sweet lady couldn’t help but talk.

“That’s the same look you gave me when I agree to go out with you, oh how sweet.”

Her husband playfully huffs “I still give you that look, you just refuse to wear your contacts.”

You look over to see what they are talking about, only to see Raihan resting his chin on the palms of his hands, with a look so sweet and tender.

Oh you’re absolutely smooching him after your shift.

👒Milo👒

Your little café is exactly how you met your fiancé.

He shows up at the same time every other day so you get his usual ready. Moments later the bell chimes and there stands the sweet grass gym leader.

“Welcome back, beloved!” You lean over the counter a little “and welcome to you too Flapple.”

The apple like Pokémon screeches happily and hops on the counter, contently nuzzling against you.

“Aw I’m happy to see you too! I already got your order ready.”

Milo smiles warmly at you.

“Thank you starshine!” He always comes in during your break, just to spend more time with you.

He pays for his items while you join him and Flapple.

The sweet dragon grass Pokémon had been your gift to him when you two started dating, you’re happy to see him with a spot on your lover’s team.

Milo hands Flapple a small pokéuccino, which he happily consumes.

While Milo sets his hat in the table, sighing in relief at the cool air before slurping down his iced coffee.

“You always make the best drinks.”

He must’ve had a long day.

“It’s my job lovely.”

“I swear you put so much love into it.”

“Yeah, cause it’s for you, and I love you.”

You laugh at his he sputters and chokes on his drink.

“I swear we have been together so long and you still don’t see it coming!”

His face only goes bright red as he tries to hide his face in his hands.

You just love teasing him.

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starfinss · 1 year

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I saw "Pokemon shield is also acceptable" and had to say this. Milo cuddle fic? Please he's my favorite gym leader from sw/sh, he's such a sweetheart

I adore Milo, and Sw/Sh is more than acceptable! Milo looks like he’d give great hugs, a big ole teddy bear. Sorry this took a second for me to reply to, I was trying to figure out how to write this, plus I had to boot up my copy of Sword on my switch to do some surveying of the scenery, but I should be good to go now.

(Story starts under the cut!)

— ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ

All you wanted to do was go home.

Maybe everyone had a case of the fuck-it-Fridays, maybe it was the unexpected rain, maybe it was an amalgamation of things. You weren’t sure. All you knew was that everyone working at the offices of Turffleid Orchard seemed to have woken up on the wrong side of the bed, and they seemed to be taking it out on you.

You were fine, though, you really were. You’d only had one instance of crying in the bathroom, and that was honestly admirable. You had thick skin. You could last until five o’clock when it was time to go home. It was just one more hour, and then you’d be able to go home to your loving boyfriend and his mouthwatering cooking. That sounded perfect. You were already imagining a meal of whatever fried veggies he’d harvested that day, farm fresh and delicious.

“(Y/N).”

Your coworker, Ella, snapped you out of your daydream as she peeked her head into your office.

“The boss wants that report, like, yesterday. On the apple crate delivery to Monostoke.”

You glanced at the report, which was sitting on your desk in front of you. You’d only just received it about an hour ago, so you were only about halfway done filling it out. You gave Ella a desperate look, and she sighed.

“I’ll see what I can do to stall him. How far along are you?”

“About halfway,” you replied, exasperated, “blimey, today should just be cancelled.”

She gave a derisive snort. “Yeah, cheers to that.”

With little more to add, Ella turned and left the office, undoubtedly to stall your impatient boss, which you knew would buy you roughly twenty minutes. With a deep sigh, you combed your fingers through your hair and picked up your pen, trying to focus your scattered thoughts back on the task at hand.

You glanced at your clock, groaning inwardly when you saw that the hands had hardly even moved. You turned the clock down, glaring at it as if it had insulted you.

The more your pen moved over the paper, the more you felt like your brain was melting out your ears, so you decided that after your were done with this, you were going home. You’d done enough work for five people, what, with the flu going around and accounting for the lack of staff that day.

With a soft sound of triumph, you signed your name at the bottom of the report, and stood up to walk the report to your boss’s office down the hall. Ella was halfway perched on the desk, in the middle of telling some joke as you walked in and set the manila folder containing the report down.

“I’m heading home, hope that’s alright,” you said.

Your boss nodded absently, his attention still focused on whatever Ella had been saying. “Careful of the rain. Cheers.”

“Yeah, cheers.”

You maintained your professional posture until you got outside the door, after which your shoulders slumped. You were done. Arceus, you were tired. With little fanfare, you trudged back to your office to grab your coat and spare umbrella before beginning the short walk back to your house, which you shared with Milo.

The rain was falling in sheets, soaking your shoes and socks as it sprayed beneath your umbrella, and you felt frustrated tears prick your eyes as everything began to overwhelm you. Work had been a nightmare, you were exhausted, and now your feet were wet. You whispered a creative swear as water seeped into your socks, fully solidifying just how horrible your day had been.

And, to top it off, as you were digging your keys out of your purse, you accidentally flung them down beside the front steps of your house and into a puddle. You stared at them in betrayed silence.

That was it. Your limit.

All at once, you felt the floodgates open, tears beading at your lash line as you rapidly blinked them away. With a frustrated huff, swallowing the lump in your throat, you scooped the sodden keys out of the puddle and shoved one into the lock. After some unwelcome struggle with said lock, made sticky with the weather, you managed to get the door open, finally stepping into the foyer and folding your dripping umbrella. You leaned heavily against the door once it was shut behind you, taking a minute to breathe before going about taking your shoes and coat off.

There was movement deeper in the house, followed by a delighted chirp, undoubtedly coming from Gossefleur, who enjoyed accompanying Milo while he was cooking. You heard him speaking softly to the Pokémon before more movement, and you knew he was coming to greet you.

Quickly, you wiped your eyes with the back of your hand before taking a seat on the bench beside the door to unzip your ankle boots, which you placed beside Milo’s work boots on the shoe rack. You then moved to hang up your coat in the closet.

“You’re home early,” Milo remarked as he came into view, “how was your day?”

You felt that lump return to your throat as your mind played back the day’s events. There’s no way Milo missed the way you swallowed it with an audible sniffle.

“Well,” you said, “it started off okay.”

Without looking at him, you moved to walk past your boyfriend and into the house, but he caught your hand in his, forcing you to stop in your tracks.

“Sunshine,” he said softly, and the sweet pet name made your heart flutter in your chest, “look at me, will you?”

You knew you couldn’t. Because if you did, you’d just start crying. One look into his eyes and you’d be a blubbering mess, and after the day you’d had, that was the last thing you wanted.

Milo moved so he was standing in front of you, your hand still encased in his as he used his opposite hand to tilt your chin up to look at him.

He smiled tenderly, affection in his pretty eyes.

“There she is,” he said, “there’s my sunshine.”

Tears blurred your vision as you buried your face in his chest, and you felt his arms wrap around you, holding you close.

“Tell me everything,” he said, in no hurry.

You sniffled. “Today just sucked.”

“Yeah?” He said, “that kind of day?”

You nodded, swallowing back a sob.

Milo let you cry, stroking your hair and holding you until you felt just a little better. Your arms wrapped around his waist, and you smiled finally as you felt him press a kiss into your hair.

“Let’s eat on the sofa,” he said, and you nodded.

“Okay.”

You changed out of your work clothes and into a pair of pajama pants, as well as one of Milo’s sweatshirts, which nearly went down to your knees. The sweatshirt smelled of fresh grass clippings and the earthy soap he used, which filled you with comfort.

Dinner was a warm veggie soup with lentils and abundant spices to add an extra kick. It filled you with warmth and comfort as you ate, and once you were done, Milo didn’t even allow you the chance to get up before he took your bowl to the kitchen for you.

The television was switched on, tuned to your favorite show, and you sighed happily as Milo pulled you against him, reclining back on the sofa. He made room for you by parting his legs, allowing you to nestle on his chest. He was perfectly warm, and the sound of his heartbeat beneath your ear was enough to make you start to feel sleepy.

“Baby,” you said, and Milo looked down at you.

“Hm?”

“Thank you.”

He canted his head, confused. “What for?”

You shrugged, resting your chin on his chest to look at him. “I dunno. Just being you. I had such an awful day, and now you’re here to make it all better.”

Milo smiled, pulling you closer. “You always make my day better, sunshine. I should be thanking you.”

He leaned in to kiss you and you melted into him, adoring the way his hand cradled your jaw, thumb smoothing along your cheekbone. His lips were soft against yours, and you were left smiling as you pulled away, resting your head on his shoulder.

“Can you just hold me?” You asked quietly, and Milo chuckled.

“As if you even need to ask.”

His arms tightened around your body, and you nestled close as your eyes foxed on the tv screen, blissfully comfortable and happy. Milo was home to you. He was what made coming home so much better at the end of the day, and moments like this, where you were laying wrapped up in him, those were your favorites.

You felt Milo tuck your hair back away from your face.

“That’s my hoodie,” he remarked, tugging lightly at the fabric. You grinned.

“That a problem?”

“Nah. You just look so cute in it that I didn’t even notice.”

Your face flushed. Even after you’d been with Milo for as long as you had, he always knew exactly how to make heat rise to your cheeks. He was genuine in a way that not many people are, and that was one of your favorite things about him.

“Maybe you should wear my clothes sometime,” you said, and Milo snorted.

“Not sure they’d fit me, love.”

You snickered at the mental image of your burly boyfriend trying to fit into one of your shirts.

“I know, I’m joking.”

Milo smiled and kissed you on the head before relaxing back into the sofa cushions.

You ended up marathoning episodes of your favorite show until it grew late, and Milo got up once to make some popcorn, which you shared. It was the perfect evening, after such an awful day.

“You know I love you, right, sunshine?”

You looked up at Milo. “Of course. I love you, too.”

Milo cupped your face. “Never forget it.”

“I won’t.”

You slept better than you had in weeks that night, wrapped up in your boyfriend’s arms.

Fin.

Hope that was what you wanted, anon! This was an absolute joy to write.

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cherry-flavoured-thot · 2 years

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Can I get “Wanna, like– I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?” with Milo :>

Milo doesn’t realise that one of the Wooloo had wandered off until he had rounded them up and began to count. He’s quick to make an effort to go find the stray, only to have his actions haunted when he spots you guiding the offending Wooloo back towards his direction.

“Is this little guy yours?” You ask, but the Pokémon answers the question on it’s own, trotting over to him the second he’s close enough. Milo gives the Wooloo a pet the second its in arms reach, causing it to make a happy noise.

“Sure is! I swear these fellas are so darn sneaky,” he pauses, cracking a quick joke with a grin. “Only when they want to be though, caught a few rollin’ down the hill once.” The grin widens when his joke gets laughter out of you, and it’s then he thinks how nice of a smile you have. “Milo,” he greets with a handheld outward, you take it giving his hand a shake giving him your name in return.

When he starts to stare, thinking how nice your name is he realises he might be in a bit of trouble. “Anyways, I’m glad the Wooloo made it back home, I better get going,” you’re about to turn on your heel to leave back in the direction you came, but he’s quick to stop you.

“Before you go!” He exclaims, and you pause. “Wanna, like- I mean, if you’re not busy… we could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time? Consider it thanks for bringing my Wooloo back.” He’s tense waiting for your answer, but when you agree he almost jumps for joy. The only thing holding him back is the thought of spooking the Wooloo and having to hunt them all down.

#fluff prompts #my writing tag #pokemon #pokemon swsh #milo #milo x reader #milo pokemon

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giggly-squiggily · 2 years

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Mountain Distance (Pokemon Sword and Shield)

Heyo everyone! This is a commission for the wonderful @fullstone22! They have requested some more Gordie content, and how can I say no to that? :D Really- I’ve been slowly but surely working my way back to Pokemon; this fic really made me happy to write, and I hope it makes you happy too! Thank you so much for your support!

Summary: You were invited to train in the Isle Of Armor for a year. It’s gonna be a tough time without you, but your boyfriend Gordie is supportive as ever.

“Do you have everything? Potions, poke balls, snacks?” Gordie fussed beside you as you straightened your bag, the sound of your train growing closer. Since you’d been invited to the Isle of Armor, Gordie was a ball of excitement and nerves. The closer the day of your departure got, the more anxious he grew.

If you were being honest, you found it rather endearing. It reminded you of Melody in some ways.

Not that you’d ever voice that outloud.

“Gordie, I’ll be fine.” You laughed, walking up and taking his hands gently, bringing them to your lips. “It’s only for a year, and I’ll be staying with Master Mustard at his dojo. You’ve met him and his wife; they’re great people. Once I’m there I’ll call you up and give you all the updates.”

“You better- I’m not sleeping until you do.” Gordie started to pout, making you laugh as you leaned forward and kissed it away.

“I’ll be sure to come back and visit, and I’ll call you every night.” You told him between kisses, pressing your foreheads together. “And YOU better take care of yourself too. No distractions during gym battles while I’m gone.”

“Can’t be helped; you're my muse.” Gordie smiled, kissing you back tenderly just as the train to Isle Armor arrived. The conductor; a tall man with unusually bright silver eyes; nodded at you in greeting before taking your things.

“I gotta go. I love you, Gordie. I promise to call!” You gave him one last kiss before backing into the train, keeping your eyes on him as you took a seat. “Win the championship for me!”

“That’s my line!” Gordie called out with a wet laugh as you rode away, the sound of the heavy machinery drowning out his call. Before long, you were off, leaving Gordie at the station.

“Have fun, (Y/N).” He whispered, tucking his hands into his pockets and turning to leave. Just as he did so, his phone vibrated in his pocket.

Pulling it out, it had one new message:

{(Y/N): Hey, guess what? I love you :D}

Gordie laughed, shaking his head as he walked back home, writing a responding “I love you too”.

Maybe the year won’t be so bad afterall.

~~~

“And wouldn’t you know it? Just as I thought I had all of the Wooloo’s secure, the smallest one of all followed me into my house! She wouldn’t go back- she stayed by my side the entire time.” Milo laughed as he spoke, reminiscing on his latest endeavor with the new Wooloo babies. “She reminds me so much of my brother when he was a tot!”

Gordie nodded along, half listening. It had been a few months since he’s seen his partner. While they stayed true to their promise to call every day and visit at least once a month, it didn’t mean his longing for them eased.

Today though- it hadn’t been longing that was distracting him. At least- not that entirely.

The other night, he had a dream of them. They were reunited once more, running about a great green field and throwing themselves into each other's arms. At some point his partner had him pinned, tickling him like no tomorrow and blowing raspberries against his stomach.

It was a nice dream, but it put the rock gym leader in an awful lee mood.

“You’ve been quiet today, Gord. What’s on your mind?” Milo asked, smiling patiently as the gym leader startled.

“Just thinking, that’s all.” Gordie tried for a smile, internally cringing when Milo furrowed his brow. “I guess I’m really missing (Y/N), today.”

“Ah, I see.” Milo nodded, seeming satisfied with the answer. “Hang in there, Gordie! They’ll be back before you know it.”

“Yeah…you're right. Thanks.” Gordie bit down a sigh as he turned back to his phone. He’d be fine. He’d just have to make it until you either visit again or your home. He could do this-

A sudden poke to the side made him spasm, nearly chucking his phone. “Gah! M-Milo?”

The redhead merely smiled. Green eyes aflame with all knowing. “What? You look so down I thought I’d cheer you up, that’s all.”

Gordie found himself scooting away some, feeling his face burn as Milo turned to face him properly. “I’m really not that upset; I’ll be fine in time-”

“Oh no! You're clearly in need of cheering up now, yes?” Milo moved so fast Gordie could barely react, quickly pinning him to the couch below with a wide grin. “(Y/N) would be disappointed if you stayed so sullen. What am I supposed to tell them if I let you carry on?”

“You talked to them?” Gordie was about to ask more questions when hands started pinching his waist and sides, making him squirm and giggle. “Wehhehehehn?”

“The other day. They told me whenever you start looking especially down to help you out.” Milo leaned down so he could speak into his friend's ear, a teasing note in his tone. “They also told me about helping you out in your lee moods.”

Gordie flushed near crimson, his laughter increasing when Milo found a particularly sensitive spot on his ribs, making him snort. “Whahahahhat, whehhehen did yohohohou heahahhar- Gehahahahahahaha!” Fingers were now under his arms, pressing through the thick material of his jacket with little trouble. “Mihihihihiihlo!”

“Hm? What is it, Gordie?” His friend cooed, clearly having a great time.

“Ihihihihihit tihihiihihihikcles!”

“So it does!” Milo chuckled, reaching up and grabbing Gordie’s hands. “Hey, Gordie. What’s your favorite fruit?”

Oh no. Oh dear. “Dohohohon’t you dahhahhare-”

“Cause mine is…Raspberries!” Milo grinned before burying face into Gordie’s stomach.

PFFFFFFFFT!

“AH! AHEHAHAHHAHAHA! MIHIHIIIHIHLOO!” Gordie howled, twisting this way and that as Milo blew raspberry after raspberry. Even with his shirt protecting his skin, the raspberries were ridiculously effective. Each one sent wave after wave of ticklish tingles up and down his nerves, making him scream and flail. “COOHOOHOHOHOME OHOHOOHOOHN!”

“Don’t tell me you're not having fun, Gordie.” Milo said between attacks, the big brother in him coming out full force. His hands released the blondes before coming back to his sides, wiggling into the soft flesh of his torso and adding to the Gordie’s predicament. “When (Y/N) was here, the two of us would gang up on you all the time! You didn’t fight back then, and your night fighting back now!”

Gordie could only cackle as he shoved at the farmer’s shoulders. “YOHOHOOHOHU EHEHHEHEHEHVIL!”

“And you're too ticklish!” Milo laughed into his stomach, nuzzling him gently before finally sitting back. “Feeling better, friendo?”

His hair was a mess. His cheeks were aflame and his sunglasses were crooked. His lungs were on fire and his entire body felt tingly from head to toes.

Milo asked him if he was feeling better?

Honestly…yeah. He kinda was.

“Yoohohu suck.” He laughed, shoving the redhead and making Milo wheeze so hard he rolled off the couch. Before long the two of them were laughing hysterically, overcome with glee.

Yeah- he could make it the rest of the year.

~~~

It was less than 7 degrees celsius this morning. Everything was ice cold- including Gordie, but he didn’t care.

Standing in a large jacket and scarf, he bounced on his heels with his hands in his pockets as he waited impatiently for the train to arrive. He had received your text last night- it took him everything in his power not to rush over to the station then and there.

A solid 2 hours in the cold and three cups of coffee later, the large metal beast pulled up, vibrating the tracks and blaring through the cold morning. Around him, trainers and those alike got on and off, fading away into nothing as you appeared.

All it took was one look. Before he knew it, you were running full force, tossing your bag to his left before launching yourself into his ready arms. Your lips tasted like coffee and donuts, and your cheeks were flushed from the cold.

“Gordie.” You breathed when you two finally pulled away, smiling so big it rivaled the sun. Gordie felt his heart soar. “I’m home.”

“Welcome home, rockstar.” He let out a choked laugh, kissing you again and again.

I hope this was good!

#Pokemon #sword and shield #gordie #reader insert #milo #gordie x reader #tickle #tickle fic #raspberries #fluff #I tried to avoid any and all angst #I wanted the fic to still be lighthearted and fluffy #I hope you like it! :D #thanks for reading!

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bedeobsession · 2 years

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guys i really love bede like i really really love bede

anywyas

um pokemon x reader requests open ig …

i’ll write for these characters :

pkmn swsh

✰ bede ( obviously )

✰ milo

✰ nessa

✰ kabu

✰ bea

✰ allister

✰ gordie

✰ melony

✰ piers

✰ raihan

✰ leon

✰ hop

✰ marnie

✰ avery

✰ klara

pkmn sm

✰ guzma ( i’m trying to get strtd on the game he is the only one i know i ltrly don’t have money )

pkmn bw

✰ n. just n. idk anyone else here either. ( i’m trying to play the games i promise )

theres a slight possibility i will make a multi fandom account , but not right now since my hyperfixation is bede ( swsh )

what i DONT write

✰ nsfw of allister , it’s so wrong to me , i’m not srry

✰ character x character

✰ rape / non con , pedophilia , incest , etc

✰ weird kinks , SPECIFICALLY piss and scat , yes i will kink shame you

what i WILL write

✰ nsfw , all characters will be aged up or remain at their current ages

✰ fluff

✰ angst

✰ i’m open to a lot of stuff tbh

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the-comfort-den · 2 years

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Master list

Pokemon:

Pokemon headcanon 1

Sexuality and pronoun headcanons for Submas(Ingo and Emmet)

Love language headcanons for Leon, Bede, Ingo, and Emmet

Fav headcanons for Ingo and Emmet

Pokemon headcanon 2

Pokemon headcanon 3

Letters V, J, and N with Ingo, Emmet, and Adaman

Pokemon headcanon 4

Pokemon headcanon 5

Pokemon headcanon 6

Letters A and B with Ingo, Emmet, Leon, Adaman, Piers and Raihan

Pronoun and sexuality headcanons for Adaman

Letters Y, V, and U with Ingo, Adaman, Leon, Piers, and Emmet

L and N for the fluff alphabet with Ingo, Emmet, Leon, and Piers

Pokemon headcanon 7

Piers love languages

Polyamory with Ingo and Emmet

letters K and M with PLA Ingo, Adaman,Ingo,Emmet and Leon

D, J, R fluff alphabet with gen 5 ingo, leon, raihan and piers

Ingo and Emmet with an s/o who deals with headaches/migraines

S and O Ingo, Emmet, PLA!Ingo, Adaman, Guzma, and Piers,

Shared headcanon from anon about dating and pokemon teams

Something Guzma likes to do but doesn’t to admit

Adaman and PLA Ingo with an S/O that sleeps during the day and goes out at night

Guezma’s childhood dream

If Milo had a sustenance garden

Volo’s secret softness

Guzma’s grunts(and Plumeria) wishing him a happy birthday

Fnaf:

Letter V fluff alphabet with Lolbit

Pronoun, sexuality, and bonus headcanon for Lolbit

Fnaf headcanon 1

P, Q and S with Sun and Moon

(fixed)Mangle’s favorite thing to do

Monty’s deepest secret

All Foxy’s Skyrim classes

What are their fav candle scents with Monty, Roxy, Sun, and Moon

N!Bonnie being approached and being called cute and cuddly and that they want to cuddle/snuggle them

Twisted Wonderland:

U, V and Z for Ruggie

N, P, and S with the Octavinelle and Savanaclaw dorms

Fav headcanons on all available Twist characters

Savanaclaw W, X, Y, and Z and Iida with W, X, Y, Z, N and S

J, k, b, and v with Savanaclaw

Octo-trip x koi!mer!reader - more here!!

Creepypasta(Soft au only):

3 random hc for LJ

Ben Drowned’s favorite food

Z, X and R with Eyeless Jack

Dark Link’s deepest desire

Inner World(my ocs)

A and D with Myth!AU(Demon) Insanity

B, C, and M with Myth!Au(Demon) Insanity

CountryHumans

A, D, J, and N with Egypt If Milo had like, a sustainance garden

Undertale

D, N, O, and P with Oak, Willow, Spruce, Redwood, Birch, Acacia, Bristlecone, Ginkgo, Cinnamon, Maple,

Citrine, Beryl, Charoite, Malachite, Topaz, Chrys, Moonstone:, and Sunstone and how they react to a box bed

Full SFW Alphabet with Citrine

Citrine romantic headcanons!

Bittybones

Dino bitties

Sans, Papyrus, and Gaster bitty cards

Pheonix bitty card

Grillby, Potassium, Carmine, Lithium, Strontium, Nebula, Constellation, Solar, Jupiter, Space, Salsa, Twirl, Spin, Sulfer, bitty cards and Pheonix bitty card addon

Ingo, Emmet, PLA!Ingo(and two extra) bitty cards

Spooky month

Kevin teaching (gn) reader how to skate

Kevin x (gn) reader x Streber (Poly)headcanons

Full fluff alphabet with Kevin!

Fluffy alphabet L, R, K, and F with Radford and Atticus

Full fluff alphabet with Rick

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bluebirdsboi · 11 months

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Pokemon Masterlist | Last Updated: 6/12/23

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Raihan

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Kabu

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Kukui

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Larry

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Leon

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Marlon

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Milo

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Morty

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Turo

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pechaberrii · 3 years

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How about the gym leaders and Leon trying to make up to their s/o after a fight?

HELLO ANON I DID MY BEST FOR THIS I AM SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO WRITE THIS PLS FORGIVE ME

edit: read more under milo’s!

milo

milo is very easy going, he wouldn’t says he’s a full on people please but he’s definitely a go with the flow kind of guy. but there’s moments when milo has his mind made up about something and won’t change it at all. he’s a bit stubborn but it’s very rare

which is why when you two had a slight argument about him actually using his full strength in battles to land him a better spot in the gym challenge, he was set on making his point that he was fine where he was

but with neither you or him backing down, the argument lasted longer than either of you would like. it ended with you both exasperated with each other and him leaving to spend the day on the farm

he hates it when you two fight. it rarely happens but when it does it feels like a raging storm has come through your shared home. he loves you and hates seeing you upset, especially with him. he thinks about how to say sorry the entire day, his work almost forgotten as he stares at all the wooloos in the field

it’s dark when he comes home, you’re already in bed, he can see your back when he opens the door. he believes you’re already asleep and that he’ll have to wait until tomorrow to say sorry until you shift backwards towards him a bit when he gets in the bed

he wraps his arms around you, pulls you closer to him, and kisses your shoulder. “ ‘M sorry. Didn’t mean to upset you earlier. You have to see it from my view. ‘M more than happy to be at the beginning, to have the new challengers, many who have just started, beat me in battle so they can continue on. I don’t mind it one bit.”

you’re quiet as he talks and when he finishes you roll over to look at him. “I just know you could be higher in the ranks. You’re so strong, why not show Galar your potential? You could be champion.” he laughs at the last sentence and after a few seconds you laugh with him, “Okay maybe not that last one. But still, why hold back?”

milo kisses your forehead, “Because someone has to let the trainers taste the beginning of their dreams.”

nessa

you thought of yourself as a lucky person. lucky to have a team of pokémon that loves you. lucky to be able to participate in the gym challenge. and lucky to be dating nessa

you often wonder how the two of you got together. nessa was absolutely amazing; gorgeous, kind, a fiery spirit that left those around her touched with warmth. she constantly made you happy and you thanked your lucky stars that you accidentally stumbled into her at the lighthouse one night while on a walk

nessa was grateful for you; she felt like you made her a better person. you were her reason for waking up in the morning every day, the reason why she pushed herself to give it her all in and out of pokémon battles. she doesn’t know what she would do without you

you had joined the crowd at hulbury’s gym to watch nessa’s coming up battle. showing the gym’s staff your pass that nessa had gotten you for special access, you made your way through the back halls of the gym until you came to the locker room. you found nessa and a camera crew in the room, a reporter asking her questions about her battling and her modeling while the camera recorded it all. you patiently waited for them to finish up so you could approach your girlfriend and wish her good luck. but even after the camera shut off and was put away, the reporter continued to speak to her

not wanting to be rude and interrupt, you continued to wait while they chatted. the reporter must have been telling nessa jokes or a story because she started to laugh with him at something. you smiled at her laugh, it was always so sweet to hear. but then you noticed the reporter place his hand on her arm, laughing yet again at something. it was then you noticed his blush and awkward stance. why he was still talking with her and trying to make her laugh even after the camera was gone. he was flirting with her

you shifted from one foot to the other, anxiety starting to seep in. she wasn’t flirting back with him right? you knew she wasn’t the type of person to flirt with another while currently in a relationship but you couldn’t help but notice how big her smile was while she spoke to him

you tried to will the bad thoughts away. nessa loves you! you know she does! even if she might seem happier talking to someone else. someone who might be able to treat her better

it wasn’t until nessa broke away from the conversation, telling the reporter that she only had a few minutes before the battle started. she made her way over to you, kissing you quickly, “Hey, baby.” she noticed your lack of response, “Is everything okay? You don’t look so good.”

you smiled, “I’m fine! You have a battle to get to, don’t you?” nessa notified that you didn’t wish her luck, didn’t give her a good luck kiss, and didn’t do your lucky cheer for her. something was wrong

“Baby, you know you can tell me anything right?” nessa gently placed her hand on your shoulder but you shook your head. “I’m fine, Nes. Please, drop it. You’re about to be late.” you placed your own hand on hers, intent on removing it from your shoulder but her grip tightened as she knew what you would do

“No, I won’t drop it. Something has upset you and I want to make sure you’re okay before I go. I don’t care if I’m late, I care about you. Please, what’s going on?” she wasn’t harsh with her words and her grip was tight enough to hang on but you still could have removed her hand. but hearing how concerned she was, seeing the look in her eyes as she asked what was wrong had you spilling your fears to her

she took your hands in hers and kissed them each, “You have nothing to be afraid of. I love you, and only you. There is no man or woman on this entire planet that could possibly take me away from you. Not even Arceus could make me go away from you. You are my rock in the raging waves of life. Where you go, I go.”

you smiled at her and kissed her. neither of you noticed the gym employee that was sent to retrieve nessa for the battle. not until they awkwardly coughed to get y’all’s attention. you both broke away from each other, embarrassment evident from you both. but nessa held your hand as you both left the locker room and made your way to the hallway before the battlefield, the warmth of her hand a constant reminder that she was never leaving you for anything

gordie

hates fighting with you. it basically physically pains him to argue with you. unfortunately, it happens

you understand that as a gym leader, gordie is going to have fans. and you understand that these fans love any and all interactions with gordie, just like how he loves interactions with them. but there are times where you want quality time with your boyfriend when he goes out to meet and greets

that’s what the argument was about- how much time he spends with his fans when he could be spending it with you. gordie hated that you felt this way and wishes he could spend more time with you, but he had an obligation to his fans. he tried to have you understand this but you only take it as him saying he would rather spend time with them than you

you leave without another word, leaving gordie feeling helpless and upset

he’s depressed the rest of the day. his mind thinking of nothing but you and the fight. he wants to go back and say he’s sorry, properly sit down with you and talk, but he’s busy with his fans and can’t abandon them

they can tell something is happened. gordie is not as upbeat as normal, barely talking to them as he does pictures and autographs. when they confront him about it, he tries to laugh it off and tell them nothing is wrong but his fans know him too well. they encourage him to take the rest of the day off for himself, to spend it with you to make him feel better

he almost starts crying upon hearing his fans say this to him. after confirming they are okay with him leaving, he immediately goes home to find you on the sofa reading

before you can look up to see who opened the front door, gordie is kneeling on the floor in front of you, arms wrapped around your waist and his head buried in your chest. you start to ask him what he’s doing until you feel his tears seeping through your shirt

book thrown in what you hope is the direction of the side table, you wrap your arms around him, your own tears falling down your cheeks

it’s quiet for the next few minutes, the only sound being the two of you crying. “I’m sorry,” you breathe out, “I was being selfish and stupid. I understand if you want to leave me, but please know I’m sorry.”

“Never!” gordie picks his head up to look at you, tears still in his eyes. “I was too harsh, I didn’t know how lonely you were. I was trying to be a good idol to my fans but I was being a bad boyfriend to you. I’m so sorry.”

you two spend the rest of the night in each other’s arms, talking about how sorry you both were, how you both were going to change, and how much you meant to each other

piers

piers is such a sweet boyfriend, always putting you first and taking action if anyone has wronged you. people tend to think that piers is lazy and doesn’t care about much but they’ve never seen him when he’s with you

fights between you two are rare, they happen but are rare. normally little things like getting annoyed at each other for not doing the dishes but this fight- this one was the worst

it was your anniversary, five years to be exact. you were so happy, your life with piers meant everything to you. you wanted to do something nice for him so you booked a reservation at one of Galar’s best restaurants. but you wanted it to be a surprise so when you approached him that night, you asked him to take a walk with you, to wander around until you two could walk no more and found somewhere to sit (which would, surprise surprise, be the restaurant). but piers turned down your request, instead offering his own if you two staying in for the night

you shouldn’t have continued pushing him to say yes. you should have just told him what you were planning. but you let your own emotions get the best of you and soon enough, you and piers were yelling at each other. you called him apathetic for not showing interest in what you wanted to do and he called you selfish for only thinking about yourself

after hearing him say that, you stopped talking. you panted for air, your yelling made you breathless, as tears filled your eyes. you realized he was right. you were only caring about what you wanted to do, only thinking about yourself

you didn’t say another word to him as you walked past him to your shared room. the door closed softly behind you and you crawled into bed, tears falling as you thought back on what piers said and how right he was

you awoke to the bedroom door opening and closing. you must have fallen asleep at some point. “Doll?” piers’ voice called out to you in the dark room. you thought about not answering him, pretend to be asleep. “I know you’re awake, I can see you moving around.” damn. you could hear the smile in his voice too

you turned around to face him right as he slid into the bed with you, “You hate me.” he shook his head, “I don’t hate you. Very much the opposite in fact.” before you could say anything else to him, he was holding something up for you to see

it took a few moments for your eyes to adjust to the darkness. he was holding a ring. black metal elegantly designed and curled around a white diamond at the top. an engagement ring

you started crying again when you realized he was proposing. piers pulled you close to him, hand lightly stroking your back, “There is nothing in this world that could ever make me hate you. No fight, no action, no reason. Nothing. You are my soul and I don’t ever want to be without you.”

you obviously said yes

raihan

you knew what you were getting into when you first agreed to go on a first date when raihan asked you out. and you loved every second of it! there was nothing more you loved than every second with your boyfriend. but maybe it wouldn’t kill him to post so much about your relationship online

you were never one to have an online presence and you didn’t mind. there were better things you could do than spend hours upon hours in your rotom phone scrolling through social medias. but raihan was basically a celebrity online. offline too but his fan base online was bigger than one would think.

you didn’t mind him posting pictures of you two on his social media, you found a lot of the comments his followers would leave very sweet. they were all supportive of your relationship and raihan was happy that his followers liked you, not as much as he liked you but no one could ever top that

it wasn’t until raihan posted a picture of you two in bed one morning after a rather intimate moment. the bed sheets covered everything from your chest down so there was nothing explicit to see, but it didn’t take a nuclear scientist to figure out what had happened prior to the photo being taken

you couldn’t bring yourself to dive into the comments on the photo. you were utterly embarrassed. how could raihan post something that was only to be shared between the two of you with no shame whatsoever? and when you approached him about it, he just laughed and said it was something he wanted his followers to see too

“Raihan, it was an intimate moment between us. Us. Not to mention what had gone on just before that photo is easy to see in the picture.” he shook his head, “It’s alright, babe. I don’t mind them seeing our relationship. Besides, my followers are all chill, they don’t mind seeing some slightly sexy stuff every now and then.”

you were starting to lose your patience with him. “You don’t understand, Raihan. That’s not the point. The point is that I don’t want our relationship all over the internet, every second of every day. Every date and every kiss. A few things are fine but not how much you post.”

“What? So you don’t appreciate what I have fun doing? You don’t think that I get to have fun doing things that aren’t battles with other trainers? Why can’t you be a good lover and be more supportive of me?” and before you could say another word, raihan walked out of your shared apartment

you wanted to go after him, explain things to him so he would understand, but there was an even bigger part of you that was so fed up with things that you couldn’t bother with him anymore. you groaned and flopped on the couch, flipping on the tv and simmering in your anger

when hours had gone by and not a single text from Raihan, you were starting to get a little worried. you were constantly checking your rotom phone to see if you had missed a text or to see if he had posted on his social media but everything was silent with not a word from him

after the first hour, you had started to wonder if you were being a bit overdramatic. raihan had done nothing extremely wrong, the photo could have been cropped to hide the bites and marks and it would have just looked like a lazy morning picture

you were still worrying about everything when raihan came back home. you almost didn’t notice him, too caught up in your own mind, until he sat beside you on the couch and placed his head on your shoulder

“Sorry for not being a good boyfriend.” raihan sounded tired, you could hear it in his voice. “I should have asked you if I could post that photo before I did. I never meant to hurt your feelings, babe. I won’t do it again.”

‘he went and talked to nessa’ you smiled and shook your head, “No, I was in the wrong. I overreacted a bit and I didn’t see that you just wanted to show your followers our relationship. I should have talked to you normally about it before going off on you. From now on, let’s talk about these things through, okay?”

you felt him nod in agreement before he placed a soft kiss on your neck. you laughed at his sweetness and wrapped your arms around him. you two weren’t perfect, either on screen or off of it, but you both loved each other and worked together to better one another

leon

leon is a busy, busy man. if he’s not doing work with chairman rose, then he’s doing promotional shots or videos for his sponsors. if he’s not doing that, he’s battling the few trainers who actually made it far enough to be able to challenge him. and if he wasn’t doing that then he was doing interviews and autographs. leon was always busy, no matter what

and more often than not, on his days off that he gets to spend with you he’ll get called in for something. you hope that he’ll tell whoever it is calling that he’s spending time with you and that he won’t be able to come in. but leon always leaves you alone to go finish up whatever work needs to be done

it hurt, having your boyfriend chose his work over you, his significant other. but you understood that as champion of galar, there was always something that needed to be done. but what about you? what about your desperately needed time with leon?

you were not having a good week. every trainer you came into contact with wiped your team out in seconds despite all your training, your friends decided to make plans without you at the new cafe that opened, and your boss was hounding you for your upcoming deadline. you needed a break from it all. you needed to spend time with your boyfriend and not worry about anything for the next few hours

so you were happy after you texted leon to see if he was available to spend time with you later that day and he said yes. you were looking forward to just spending time in his arms as the tv played in the background while you two talked about any and everything. but when you showed up at his place and he was getting ready to leave, you were a bit confused

“Oh, Y/n!” leon basically bounced over to you and kissed you gently. “I know we were going to spend the evening together but I have to go meet with Rose for a bit. I should be back in a few hours, okay?” he grabbed his signature hat and his rotom phone but before he could make his way to the door, you had snapped

“No, it not okay!” you startled leon and yourself with how loud you were. you didn’t mean to yell but all of it was building up and you couldn’t keep the lid on any longer. “You always do this. The moment we make plans to be together, something comes up and you decide it’s more important that us. Than me.”

leon was shocked, he had no idea you felt this way. “I’m sorry you feel that way. I would never chose something else over you.” leon walked over to you and put his hand on your shoulder only to have you shrug it off. oh

“Of course you would say that. But what are you doing now? Leaving me behind to go work.” you shook your head, “It’s fine. Just... go. I’ll be fine by myself. I always am.” and with that, you picked up your bag and walked into the guest bedroom

you didn’t expect leon to come after you. you expected him to leave for work, allowing you to simmer in your emotions at having him drop you the moment work called. but leon surprised you by walking into the room and sitting next to you on the bed. you glanced at him, “Don’t you have to leave for work?” he grabbed your hand, glad that you didn’t break contact with him again, “You are way more important. I really had no idea you felt like I was favoring my work. What can I do to make it up to you?”

you felt tears in your eyes, whether from all your emotions coming out or from how genuine leon was being. “I just want to spend time with you.”

leon nodded and kissed your forehead, “Done.” he called rose and told him that he would be unable to come in and that they would have to reschedule for a different time

you two spent the rest of the night laying in bed together, tv playing idly in the background as you two talked about whatever crossed your minds

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ourvanishingghosts · 1 year

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Could you please do Gordie, milo, raihan and piers whit a s/o who for some reason have a suport pokemon, like a rowlite, arcanine, rockruff or lycanrock. Like in our world we have suport animals so they must have suportpokemon right?

Yes of course.

Gordie~

Your support Pokémon is Rockruff

They are there to alert you if you have any severe food allergies, low blood sugar, or a medical condition that’s is in that realm

Gordie does know about your medical condition and why Rockruff doesn’t participate in battles

He will have a room just for you and Rockruff at his gym and his house

Will educate himself and others about support Pokémon

Especially if the other person is being rude to you and Rockruff

Milo~

Your support Pokémon is Lycanroc Midnight Form

Lycanroc is there to help you out as a support Pokémon for you eyesight

Lycanroc helps you cross the street, open doors, etc

Milo will make his house and gym more accessible for you

Lycanroc will always lend you an arm or hand when you need it

Milo will do the same if Lycanroc is taking a break

Raihan~

Rowlet is your support Pokémon

They help you with your Anxiety and/or Depression

Will alert you when you’re about to have an Anxiety attack and will sit on your lap

They will also know when you’re Depressed even before you know it

Raihan will make his house more accessible for Rowlet

He had a quiet room built in his gym and house for you and Rowlet

Piers~

Piers was there when you got Arcanine

Arcanine is there to help you with mobility

You’ll ride it’s back when your legs give out or when your wheelchair or cane breaks

Piers will get Arcanine to help him when he takes your groceries into your house and car

Has a special section of his gym for you and Arcanine

Arcanine will get Piers when you are in need of medical help

If you’re in the hospital Piers takes care of Arcanine

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more-pokeimagines · 4 years

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Hi could I request headcannons with, Raihan, Leon and Milo first meeting with female s/o who is blind and has a Hatterene as her guide pokemon? (holds her umbrella when it rains, holds her hand crossing roads ect) How would they react?

First of all: I’m so sorry for the long wait. Second: Thank you for your request, it was a really interesting idea and I had a lot of fun working on the HCs. I hope you like them! Have a good day.

Meeting their blind!s/o for the first time

Raihan

Raihan is surprised by the fact that you bring your guide pokemon to your first official date but on the other hand, it’s really obvious because you probably can’t leave the house completely on your own for safety reasons. Still, he can’t help but smile when he sees Hatterene holding your hand when you cross the street because it’s just an adorable sight.

He introduces himself to you and then to your Hatterene as well to make a good impression. To him, it’s important to treat pokemon respectfully, especially when they’re such a huge part of a person’s life. He also asks a lot of questions about your pokemon because he’s really curious about its function as a guide pokemon and he wants to know how you met, if you trained Hatterene yourself etc.

He makes sure that you have everything you need over the course of your date and offers you his hand to help you when you decide to talk a walk but since Hatterene is really on its toes the whole time, there’s not much he can do for you. However, that wouldn’t stop him from politely asking Hatterene if he could guide you around for a while.

Leon

In general, Leon knew that you would have some kind of guide pokemon but he expected a pokemon that’s a bit more common when it comes to that task, maybe a Mr. Mime or an Indeedee because he knows that they’re really good with helping humans.

However, once the initial surprise has subsided he actually thinks that Hatterene is the perfect guide pokemon for you. He thinks that it’s awesome that you have such a reliable pokemon by your side to help you because it also makes him feel a bit less anxious about the fact that you’re wandering around on your own.

Once you get to know each other a bit better, he even jokes about borrowing your pokemon after he watches Hatterene guiding you around crowded places since it would probably help him with his terrible sense of direction as well. Overall, he would definitely try to befriend your Hatterene because he knows that the pokemon is a huge part of your life and he knows that he probably doesn’t have a chance if your pokemon doesn’t like him.

Milo

Milo isn’t really surprised about the fact that you’re blind since you probably spoke about that beforehand. However, he didn’t expect you to have a guide pokemon but now that he thinks about it, it seems pretty obvious because you probably can’t do everything on your own because of blindness.

He has never seen a Hatterene as a guide pokemon though. Usually, Hatterenes stay to themselves because they don’t like to be around people, especially in noisy places, but your pokemon seems to be really relaxed and ready to help. He’s astonished by the fact that Hatterene is really considerate when it comes to you and basically watches over every step you take to make sure that you don’t hurt yourself by accident.

To him, it’s also really nice to see such a strong bond between a pokemon and a human, especially since some people still treat pokemon like they don’t have feelings too. But when it comes to you and your Hatterene, it’s obvious that you respect and love each other and that’s probably one of the main reasons why Hatterene is such a good guide pokemon for you.

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c0la-queen · 3 years

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|Milo| Caught Staring

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

Summary: Milo gets caught distracted from his work

Milo was a focused man. He had a farm full of work to get done. Sure, every once in a while he'd stop for a chat with a passing town member, but those were usually short and sweet.

He didn't mean to get distracted. Then again, he didn't mean to overhear the children begging someone to read them a story. All he really wanted was to glance over to see what was going on, then get back to work. Instead, he found that he couldn't drag his gaze away from the small gathering on the dirt path.

A woman, one he knew very well, stood with the children of Turffield crowding around her legs. She had a sweet smile on her face, the warm sun shining in her hair. Her voice held nothing but amusement.

"I suppose I could read one or two."

With that, she sat on the stone wall, setting her basket beside her. From the basket she withdrew a thick book with an old, faded cover. He recognized that book.

Briefly, Milo flashed back to his youth. He remembered sitting in the town, much like the kids were doing before him, with his little brother in his lap. A kind old man, with a twinkle in his eye and a smile on his lips, would read fairytales to them.

He was brought back to the present at the sound of the woman's story beginning. But he couldn't focus on the story. All he could focus on was how smooth her voice sounded, like a refreshing glass of lemonade after a hot day of working.

Running a hand through his sweaty hair, Milo sighed softly. He could listen to that voice all day.

"Did you enjoy the story, Farmer Milo?"

His mind snapped back into focus. The woman now sat facing him, toes barely ghosting over the fresh soil of the field underneath her. From the other side of the stone wall, he could see a multitude of tiny hands and faces watching the scene with innocent curiosity. Unlike them, her eyes shone with a teasing accusation. He knew he had been caught. Milo cleared his throat and hoped his face wasn't too red.

"Well, you are a fine storyteller."

She merely hummed, seeming to ponder on this for a good few minutes.

"Well then, how about I tell you some more stories over dinner?"

The temperature in the field rose several degrees.

"I'd, er, I'd like that."

She smiled, then turned and stood, ushering the kids toward town, telling them it was about time they got home for dinner.

Needless to say, Milo couldn't focus on work for the rest of the day.

#pokemon #pokemon milo #x reader #milo x reader #fluff

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pokemagines · 4 years

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raihan, milo, kabu, & leon + their s/o stealing their clothes

anon asked: “idk if this is dumb but that ask u answered abt raihan inspired me!!! can i ask for hcs or maybe lil scenarios of raihan/leon/milo/kabu's teeny tiny s/o stealing their clothes and their s/o is literally drowning in it and they're just wearing it around the house? or maybe their s/o wearing it and mocking them but like for funsies? i thought itd be cute akdkcjfg”

a/n: these types of asks make me lose it !!!! i want to steal all their outfits even if they are ugly asf (looks at leon). anyways !!! enjoy. would luv to do this for more characters if ya.... if ya catch my DRIFT !!! --mod touko

raihan:

his hoodie is so warm you can’t help but always steal it: he jokes about him needing to be safe from the cold because it’s a dragon type’s weakness. he honestly doesn’t mind you stealing his jackets, he thinks you looks SO cute in them. he’d have a second one made just for you if you stole his often enough, he’d even put his cologne on it so it smells like him.

since he’s so TALL his jackets often hang past your hands, the bottom of it falling far below your waist. raihan gushes over you, insisting you take SO many pictures with him. it turns from cute couple selfies to him directing a full on photoshoot with you and him. the pictures are all over his social medias the next day, he’s gotta flex how cute his s/o is to the world!

just as he’s wrapping up his impromptu photoshoot, you decide to mimic his battle pose. it takes him a moment to realize what you’re doing, hands outstretched like claws, a grin that shows your teeth, but when he does he laughs, rotom phone floating around his head as it takes pictures of the sight without prompting. that’s it, you’re too cute, he decides, scooping you up in his arms, placing kisses all over your face. “it looks cute on you, but i think it’d look even better on my floor,” he flirts with a wink.

milo:

his outfits are pretty big as he’s a very muscular guy, but he’s quick to let you wear anything of his you ask for. he really is the type of guy who would give you the shirt off his back, and that goes double for his s/o. when he hears you call his gym uniform cute, he’s getting all the extra ones he can find at his gym, getting them in a size that wouldn’t look like it was going to swallow you whole.

milo’s coming home from doing a bit of training when he first sees you. you have a net in your hand and are trying to herd some of the wooloo that have escaped their pens. you have his hat on, it falling down into your eyes after almost every step, and even more than that, you’re wearing his gym shirt which almost looks comically big on you with the way it slides off and exposes your shoulder. it’s so adorable seeing you imitate his thick galarian accent, hoping that if you sounded like milo the wooloos would roll more easily back into their pens. it doesn’t seem to be working.

milo swoops in and quickly rounds up the wooloos, his gentle demeanor easily calming the pokemon enough that they’d roll straight on into the gates. you huff, sitting on top of the pasture’s wooden fence, but milo can’t seem to take his eyes off you. “you look as cute as a baby wooloo in that!” he says, a light blush on his cheek and a huge smile on his face. you blush at his honesty, pulling his green scarf you borrowed of his over your face. he gently takes his hat off your head and ruffles your hair, planting a kiss to your cheek. “though... mine is a little big on you, why don’t you wear the ones i bought for you?” his eyes shine with innocence, and it makes you blush even more. “well... because those don’t smell like you!” you say, and milo has to prop himself on the fence to keep from falling over... you are much too cute!

kabu:

have you SEEN his hypebeast cape? it’s so big and comfy and kabu hardly ever wears it so it’s pretty much yours now. kabu is a fire type gym leader, it’s not like he needs it very much anyways. besides, you look so cute in it steam almost comes out of his ears the first time he sees you wear it. kabu.exe has stopped working.

you take it as a bad thing when you see him red-faced. is he angry at you? you pout and stand up, arms outstretched, staring at him with curious eyes making you look even more adorable, kabu has to turn away lest he burn up. “do you not like it on me?” you ask, and he’s quick to compose himself, the tips of his ears still burning red. he shakes his head and assures you it looks so good on you, even better than it looked on him when he was a younger man.

deciding to tease him a little bit, you jog up to him, imitating his trot he does into the stadium. he can’t see your legs because of the long cloak, but he knows what you’re doing. putting your hands behind your back, you mimic the stance he does in battle, and he just shakes his head. “kid, your teasing isn’t good for my heart,” he smirks, kissing you on the forehead, “seeing you in that it... well, as long as you only wear it in our house, it’d throw off my concentration anywhere else.” his voice gets low as he sneaks his hands under the coat, eager to find your soft skin underneath.

leon:

his outfits are so ugly and you make sure to remind him every day of this fact by constantly stealing them so he can’t wear them. he’s skeptical at this point of your true intentions, because he always sees you wrapped up in his heavy cape, but you assure him it’s because you’re keeping him from looking stupid (and it’s not because it smells good like him and is like a blanket on you -- definitely not the reason).

leon once walked in seeing you in his outfit (his full champion gear -- stupid snapback on and everything), trying to do his charizard pose in front of the mirror in his room. his cape appears to be so heavy, though, your shoulders are slumped over as you struggle to spin around. leon lets out a laugh, alerting you to his presence and you whip around, almost stumbling to the ground as the cape is so damn heavy... why is it so heavy? what is it made of anyways? even leon didn’t seem to know when you asked him.

he quickly walks over to you, taking the cape off your shoulders and throwing it on his bed. admiring you now in the rest of his outfit. it appeared to be a little loose on you, but the outfit was made to be tight on him. and the way the tights looked on your legs... leon wanted to-- “leon... you’re staring.” you mumble, hitting him lightly on the chest. flustered, he can only manage to tease back, “huh, now that i’m looking at it maybe my outfit is a little goofy. somehow you make it look cute, though.”

#raihan #milo #kabu #leon #raihan (pokemon)#milo (pokemon)#kabu (pokemon)#leon (pokemon)#pkmn swsh #galar #pokemon sword and shield #imagine #x reader #headcanons #pkmn #fluff #mod touko

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cherry-flavoured-thot · 2 years

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Can I get Milo and "you deserve the whole world." from that prompt list?

The thought comes and goes in your mind every now and then. Reverberating in your subconscious when you glance at Milo, catching him giving you a warm smile that makes you want to cup his cheeks in your hands.

"You know what?" Today as the thought makes itself known in your brain, watching him once more, you decide to let it known. "You deserve the whole world!" It's a sudden confession, you know, and he's taken back by it, warmth heating up his cheeks and his expression as a grin widens on his features.

"I only want the world if you're in it darlin'." Is not a response you were expecting, or for how genuine he sounds when he replies with it. And it has your heart skipping several beats.

"You're only proving my point!" You fire back, almost melting into the floor when he chuckles at your reaction.

#the more i write for milo the more i simp for him #i know he would treat me right #he would treat us all right!!!!!#fluff prompts #milo #gym leader milo #milo x reader #pokemon #pokemon swsh #pokemon x reader

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panravenc · 4 years

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Milo having a crush on Male reader who is a punk/goth? but looks intimidating as hell and bby believes he's not readers type- that is, until one day reader approaches him and turns out to be a sweet heart and asks milo on a date? Hnnnn 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

hi! i hope you like the way i went with this one, because it just made me think of one (1) thing: gay yearning. i am not sorry. at all. but i also really enjoyed writing this, so i hope you like it!!

warnings: none.

love y’all,

—pau.

Milo knows he’s got it bad for you. Oh, he knows. You’re the first thought in his head when he wakes up, and the last one when he goes to sleep. He always imagines what it would be like to have you by his side, working at the farm or at Turffield Stadium, what it would be like to be able to see you everyday, if only by passing, if only by having small talk.

Just as he knows he’s got it bad for you, he also knows he’s not your type. How could he be? You are the opposite of him, black clothes and chains, and he’s seen you kicking a guy for molesting a couple of young girls, he’s seen you glare down a woman for trash-talking Piers. He’s seen you, enjoying Piers’ concerts and playing as his bass guitarist at times, makeup on, skinny leather pants, the lights reflecting on your skin; and he can’t fault himself for falling, not when you like helping grandmothers with the groceries, not when you defend so fiercely what you believe in, not when you always seem to smile at him when he stares at you even though he’s sure it must be awkward.

But you live the city life. You live in Motostoke, you enjoy going out on bars and making noise and you like your tongue on some pretty girl’s mouth, you like their thighs and their softness and he’s got none of that. He’s from a small town, and he makes do, and he loves it, loves his Wooloo and the peacefulness, loves his job both as a farmer and a Gym Leader, but—but he’s not sure you would like it.

He’s not sure you would like him.

Him, Milo, plain and simple. He’s a busy man, and he enjoys gardening, and he’s gentle even in his anger. He’s a little bit boring, he finds, especially compared to you.

And still. Still, after all the reasons he gives himself, he can’t help it. He likes you, so much, and the few conversations you’ve had he replays in his mind over and over, almost as if he’s a wanderer, lost, in the desert, and you’re his salvation.

Arceus, he’s got it bad.

Piers had caught him, one time, looking at you.

“He’s not gonna be single forever, man,” he’d said. “Go for it.”

Sometimes, you drop by Turffield for some reason or another. He’s focused, helping at the flower shop—work is the only thing that keeps his mind from you—and suddenly there you are, in your 6’7’’ glory, standing out like a Shiny Wooloo on the flock that’s Turffield, black and red eyeshadow against the greenery, a sheepish grin painted on your face, and Arceus.

You can’t do that to him. His heart is weak for you, and sometimes it aches at the thought of never being more than acquaintances, of never getting over the friend-of-a-friend kind of thing, but not seeing you hurts more, pains him more. He can bear with the thought of it, if it means you come around more often, if it means he gets to enjoy your company for just a few minutes more, please.

(You have him on your knees, do you even know it?)

Those feelings extend through his chest, and they’re warm, and he can’t bring himself to regret them, to regret you.

He can’t.

“Milo!” You say, and people stare and accelerate their pace, because you’re a giant with dark clothing that has spikes on it, wears combat boots from thirty years ago, has an eyeliner sharper than half of their knives and can and will spit in the face of the government if you deem it necessary. You’re, in their eyes, intimidating. And Milo knows it, even if he could never see you in such a way. You’re smiling, and you’ve got your hair on a messy bun, letting the undercut show along with the six piercings you’ve got in one ear. You’re handsome, and adorable, and Arceus—

“Good morning!” he exclaims, polite in his friendly way, a faint red rising up in his cheeks.

Your smile widens, if that’s possible, and you rub the back of your neck. Your bracelets make noise when you move, he notices, and he really should stop staring because you’ve said something—

“Did you catch any of that?” You ask, half amused.

Milo blushes, scratching his cheek in embarrassment. “Sorry. I seem to have my head in the clouds, today.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay!” You quickly assure him, and he watches, nervous, Butterfree on his stomach, as you switch your weight from one foot to another. “I just… I know this is kind of out of the blue, but I’ve liked you for a few months now, and I told myself I would ask you out this morning. A now or never kind of thing, you know?”

No.

No, he doesn’t.

What is even happening.

“So, um,” you say, with a timid attitude he’s never seen from you before. “Would you? Go on a date with me, I mean.”

While his brain is busy being broken, his body responds automatically, and he nods his head, cheeks flushing full red, hands trembling, knees about to give up.

“Cool! Cool. I’ll…” you rack your brain, trying to remember your schedule. “...see you on Friday? Is that cool?”

Too much “cool”, you chastise yourself, but Milo doesn’t seem to mind.

(He doesn’t. At all.)

After a few seconds, he answers. “Yes! Yes, Friday is, um, Friday’s just fine.”

Arceus, he’s too cute. Seriously, you’ve always thought he was sweet, but man, this is something else. You can’t wait to take him out—maybe kiss him, would that be fine?—and just, get to know him better and well. Whatever happens from there, you guess.

“That’s, that’s cool,” you end up saying. “See you, then!” And, of course, you kiss his cheek.

(Milo’s half convinced he’s dreaming all of this up. In fact, he’s pretty sure he’ll wake up in a few seconds and then he’ll have to go to work and try to get you out of his mind. But the ground feels real, and the breeze stings lightly on his skin, and your lips burn on his cheek, and it all feels too real, real enough for him to believe—)

“Have a great day, sweetheart!” He hears you say when you’re already on your way, and he imprints the image on his brain: you, running down the streets of Turffield, a big grin plastered on your face, cheeks a little bit red, and waving him goodbye, a skip on your steps.

Slowly, he raises a hand to the cheek you’ve kissed, and his legs give out. Face burning red, he hides between his knees.

He likes you.

(Good thing you like him, too.)

#pau writes #pokemon #milo #milo x reader #pokemon swsh #no warnings just fluff and yearning #milo is so sweet i could die

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gameimagines · 4 years

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Need some requests? How about some reader getting stuck in a closed place at night for our boys raihan, milo and léon then?

Requested by: this lovely anon

Fandom: Pokémon SWSH

Notes: oOOOO I LIKE THIS. Thanks for the request! Lots of blushing ahead. Not proofread, we die like men here

Raihan

“Just make yourself at home,” the dragon type gym leader told you as he opened the front door. You nodded quickly and silently prayed Raihan couldn’t tell just how excited you were. But to be fair, how could you not be?

You arrived at Hammerlocke around 2:41 am. The decision to trek through the Wild Area was a good call for training your team, but once you had to find a place to stay, you began to regret your choice. Between the holidays and the upcoming challenges at the residential gym, the Hammerlocke was packed. Every hotel, inn, and motel in the city was out of rooms. By sheer luck, Raihan caught you sulk out of another overcrowded hotel.

At first, he jokingly berated you for not letting him know you were coming to his home town. But after seeing how exhausted you were, he let you off the hook. Few questions about your sleeping arrangements and insistence that you were not camping outside the city later...and you found yourself crossing the threshold into Raihan’s home.

Located in the upper half of Hammerlocke near the stadium, Raihan’s loft was huge and well furnished. You supposed being the final gym leader must pay well. There were photos of Raihan with Leon and the league, pictures of his Pokémon, and a few abstract paintings. To the right of his living room you could see a personal gym.

“Not too shabby, huh?” Raihan grinned. You quickly nodded, this place put your humble home to shame. The dragon tamer slung an arm over your shoulders. “Come on, I’ve got a guest bedroom over here.”

The guest bedroom was spotless, it almost looked like no one had ever slept in it. “You don’t have to do that. I can crash on the couch,” you suggested. The polite offer fell on deaf ears. “Can’t do that, love. You’re my guest. Besides, you’ll get cold in there.” Raihan countered.

Little did the two of you know that you were going to get cold anyway. Whether Raihan had intentionally turned the air down or the AC automatically kicked on was unbeknownst to you. But two hours later, you found yourself standing outside Raihan’s door, fighting off shivers and internally debating if it was rude to wake him up for another blanket. You raised your hand to knock, but before you could follow through, the door opened. “What’s up?” Raihan stifled a yawn and gave you a sleepy smile.

You met his tired gaze with wide eyes, “Oh! Sorry, did I wake you?” Maybe he heard your footsteps? Did you shut your door too loud? “Nah,” Raihan shook his head, “I’ve been awake. Saw your shadow through the door crack, do you need something?” Ah. So it wasn’t a sixth sense.

“Yeah, actually. Sorry. Do you have any extra blankets? I’m a little chilly.” A few seconds passed after your request. Raihan opened his mouth, closed it, and then turned on his heel. For a second you were almost worried you offended him. Thankfully, his lanky figure returned out of the darkness a moment later with a blue blank in hand. “Here you go. I hope it’s enough, it’s all I got.” Raihan held the plush comforter out to you. You tried to push the blanket back into his hands, “No, no. I can’t take your only blanket. I’ll be fine.”

Raihan snorted. “You’re too polite, you know?” He put one of hands over yours. His palm was radiated heat. It felt warm and secure, you wouldn’t mind using Raihan as a blanket. “You feel that? I’m basically a fire type. I’ll be just fine without it.” His lips curled up in a boyish grin while his eyes looked to the side, “you’d probably be even warmer if you slept in my bed with me.” Raihan hoped he sounded nonchalant and teasing, he hoped that his voice didn’t let on how much he wanted to sleep curled up next to you.

Your response came out before you could stop yourself, “If you’re offering, I’d love that.” Shoot. Why did you say that!? If only your cursed tongue would wait for your brain to decide what to say. You were ready to dash out of the loft when Raihan spoke. “Alright, come on in then,” he led the way into his bedroom, tossed the blanket back over the sheets and laid back in bed. It felt like your heart would explode, but you followed suit. Even though you faced away from him, you could feel his residual heat beside you.

Once you got settled, Raihan slung an arm over your waist. He was ecstatic you accepted his offer. He’d have to take you out for breakfast in the morning and finally confess. “Good night, Y/N.”

Milo

Luck was really not on your side today. You were treking through the Wild Area in search of Larvitars. After hours of fruitless searching, you cursed the rare Pokémon and began to set up camp for the night. Before you could finally settle down though, you needed to toss the tarp over your tent. The overgrown plains were filled with the harmonious sounds of Pokémon chatter and your disgruntled swears.

You cursed your fortune, the wilderness, and even the heavens above. Sitting happily on your tarp was a mischievous looking Salandit. “Shoo!Get away!” You tried to usher the wild Pokémon away, your hands flicked forward in a “go on” motion. The Salandit flicked its tongue in response. You briefly considered sending out your water type, but that idea risked soaking the tarp. A loud groan echoed from you as you tossed out your Espeon.

The psychic type looked as exhausted as you felt, you murmured a quick apology to your Espeon before refocusing your attention to that pesky Salandit. “Swift,” you half-heartedly commanded. Your loyal (but unenthusiastic) partner complied; luminescent stars flickered into existence and quickly knocked the wild Salandit off the tarp and back into the tall grass. Finally! You were free to rest! ...or so you thought. Unfortunately, the tall grass rustled, parted, and three Salandits charged you. So much for not calling out your water type.

After about fifteen minutes, everything within a 100 foot radius was soaked. The instigator tarp, the tent, and the terrain were drenched. Your Lapras did it’s best to aim away from the campsite, but the Salandits seemed to multiply. After five charged the Lapras, well, it was hard to focus on keeping the ground dry. At least you came out relatively unscathed. Although, it was hard to look at the positive when you had no idea how you would sleep tonight.

“Y/N?” A kind voice pulled you out of your pessimistic thoughts. You whipped your head around to find the source and caught sight of Milo a few yards out. “What’s going on here?” He inquired.

“I...” another sigh escaped you, “I don’t really want to talk about it, Milo.” Once the gym leader stepped closer to your muddy campsite you were able to make out a small, sympathetic frown on his face. You idly thought it didn’t suit his soft features. Because of your reluctance he didn’t prod further, but you were certain he could guess once you returned your Lapras to it’s pokeball.

He laid a firm yet gentle palm on your shoulder and used his free hand to point back to the shadowy figure of a campsite not too far off. “You’re more than welcome to camp with me.” If you squinted you may have caught the faint blush across his cheeks. Milo hoped you didn’t misconstrue his offer to be something risqué. Not that he didn’t find you beautiful! He certainly did but his affections were pure, almost reverent. You were beautiful, strong, and wonderful to be around. He just wanted to help you, not take advantage of your situation.

Knowing Milo, you knew he wasn’t up to anything. “I’d like that,” you smiled back at him. Milo led you to his campsite. His Eldegoss chirped happily at the both of you as Milo flipped out a tent flap. “The tent’s got a lot of room. I’ll stay outside in the hammock, get me if you need anything.” He tried to move way but you snatched his elbow. It was your turn to blush.

“Seems like there’s more than enough room for the both of us. Keep me warm, would ya?” You gave him a shy smile. Milo audibly gulped but a soft grin that rivaled your own soon appeared on his face. He nodded, afraid his voice would betray how enthusiastic he was.

The two of you nestled into the tent. The interior certainly was spacious; you could probably fit another person inside. However, it wasn’t every day you got to camp with the grass type heartthrob, so you couldn’t waste the opportunity to get closer. “Do you mind if I curl up beside you?” You murmured. “Not at all,” Milo answered a bit too quickly.

Snuggled up beside him, you could hear Milo’s heart pound. Milo was too much of a gentleman (or perhaps too nervous) to throw an arm around your waist unprompted. So you took the initiative to place a hand against his broad chest. Although the ground beneath you was hard, sleeping next to Milo felt comfortable. Milo watched in silent adoration as sleep overtook you.

“Good night, little sunflower.” He whispered into your hair.

Maybe luck was on your side after all.

Leon

For a five star resort, this was a rookie mistake. The Budew Drop Inn had double booked your room. At first, you weren’t bothered by this information; you figured it would be a ‘first come, first serve’ situation and you had booked the suite weeks in advance. However, the attendant at the front desk informed you that the room would be rented out to someone who made reservations after you. Why? Because the second guest was none other than the undefeated champion of Galar - Leon.

The employee then remorsefully related that there were no available rooms but that you would be refunded in full. You had half a heart to protest the priority being clearly based on status, but as a gym challenger it probably wouldn’t go over well if you were caught causing a scene in public. Instead, you quietly collected your bags and began to sulk out of the Motosoke establishment. You were halfway out the door when a familiar voice called out to you. “Y/N!”

Across the foyer stood Leon, one of his arms raised in an attempt to wave you over. You grumbled to yourself as you walked back inside to the Champion. If it wasn’t for him, you’d already be in bed. However, deep down you knew Leon had nothing to do with the sleeping arrangements and if he knew he’d find somewhere else to stay. So when he asked you what you were doing here, you left out that the suite you reserved was given to him. In fact, you also would have neglected to mention you needed to find a place to stay for the night if you’d known Leon was going to suggest you stay the night with him.

That’s how you were found standing awkwardly in Cubchoo print pajamas at the foot of a king sized bed. The two of your debated sleeping arrangements, Leon insisted you take the bed, but finally came to the agreement that you’d both share the bed so the other one didn’t have to crash on the couch. Leon gave a small smile at your hesitance. You radiated nervousness, a deep blush stained over your cheeks. Leon was already situated under the covers, he was admiring your adorable outfit but ready for you to lay next to him so he could get some sleep. “I’m fine sleeping somewhere else,” he once again offered, “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable.”

“I’m not uncomfortable,” you quickly countered and climbed into bed to prove your claim. He may not believe you, but you honestly weren’t uncomfortable. This experience just didn’t feel real. You, like many others, had quite the crush on Leon. He was kind, charismatic and brave. You couldn’t believe your luck that you got to spend the night with him. Maybe, you wondered, it would be wrong of you to share the same bed with someone you thought of romantically while his intentions were platonic.

Or at least, you assumed his offer was common courtesy. Once you got settled in, Leon turned off the bedside lamp. The bed was toasty, in no small part thanks to Leon warming up the bed. “Y/N?” Leon murmured. “Is it alright if I move closer?” You could almost hear the grin on his face.

“Yeah,” you responded, “that’s fine with me.” You heard the blankets rustle and felt Leon curl up behind you. One of his arms moved over your waist and held your hand. When you stiffened up, Leon let out a quiet chuckle. “Relax,” he whispered. His breath beating against the back of your head. You nearly elbowed him for teasing you like this, how long was he aware of the effect he had on you?

Minutes passed and you had almost fallen asleep when Leon spoke again. “In the morning, would you go out with me for coffee?” He was cruel. How could you sleep now when in the morning you had date plans?

“Gladly.”

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