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clanwarrior-tumbly · 5 months

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Could you do a scenario about Nemona, Penny and Arven with a real who has type null please? Maybe something about it transforming in Silvally?

YES NULL/SILVALLY TIME

I have one in Sword who I call "Bestie", and it's carried me through the Crown Tundra DLC. I want it in Violet so badly aaaa

Also this just reminded me of my fic that I wrote prior to Sun/Moon's release. Ya'll can give it a read if you so desire <3

That being said, this scenario will be like a sequel of sorts

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Revealing Type: Null--or "Nully" as you've affectionately called it--to your friends was something you were initially nervous about...

But today was finally the day.

Moving away from Alola to attend school here in Paldea was quite the stressful journey, especially for your masked companion who had never know any place besides stark white labs and sandy beaches.

People kept warning you about how dangerous it was, but you never listened...and now your bond with the mysterious normal type has never been stronger.

Ever since you rescued it from an Aether Foundation facility that exploded due to its rampage, it put its trust in you and loved you unconditionally.

Learning the truth behind that supposedly "good" organization and its leader broke your heart. Although nothing devastated you more than realizing Nully had been held captive there as both experiment and prisoner.

You've tried researching its species, checking for notes and hacking into secret files the foundation kept under lock and key--and you discovered that Type: Nulls were basically created as "tamer" versions of Arceus, even having memory discs similar to the plates manufactured. They were meant to kill the Ultra Beasts should they invade Alola.

Instead, they went on a rampage (of course, that's what happens when humans try replicating a god's powers) and were confined to masks and put into cryogenic stasis. The whole project was deemed a failure.

As tragic as it was...you were relieved to have found Nully when you did and get it away from that horrible place.

Even so the mask still made it feel absolutely miserable, but unfortunately you couldn't find any further information on how to remove it without causing your precious Pokémon serious injury. There were no visible clamps to unlock, pulling it off would only cause it great pain, and cutting seemed too risky.

The only benefit was that it made Nully immune to critical hits, but the cons definitely outweighed the pros.

Maybe one of your friends knew more about the Type: Null species, and so you decided to call them all over for a picnic if they had free time.

All you could do was pray that they didn't lose their cool and scare your companion.

That's the last thing either of you needed.

Arven was the first to arrive, with Mabosstiff at his heels as usual, but he stopped dead in his tracks upon seeing the bizarre-looking Pokémon standing by your side. You could tell he was trying not to look too worried, considering the poor thing was hiding behind you now.

Still, it's obvious that he didn't have the slightest clue what he was looking at, so you explained everything to him: where you found Nully, why it looked like a rejected Arceus, and the memory discs you kept in a small folder.

So far, you haven't figured out how to utilize them in-battle. But despite the space they took up in your bag, you refused to throw them away.

"Are you sure there isn't a slot for these somewhere on its mask?" He stared at one of the floppy discs, before glancing back up at Nully, squinting. "It looks like there should be one."

"We've been pals for nearly three years, Arven..I'm pretty sure I would've found the slot by now if there was one." Shaking your head, you took it from him, sighing. "My only option is to get that thing off. The slot's probably on its body somewhere."

"Right...maybe there's a stomach hatch or-"

"¡Mira! You were right, Penny! They do exist!!"

"Nemona, slow down!! They're not going anywhere!!"

Hearing the shouts of two certain ladies from afar, you and Arven looked to see both Nemona and Penny coming over the horizon. The student council president was dragging the poor girl by the arm, with her stumbling to keep up and not lose her glasses.

When they arrived, Penny was dazed and annoyed as she scowled at Nemona, tearing her arm free of her iron grasp. But her attention was quickly set on the peculiar Pokémon who was cowering behind you yet again.

"Wow...I..never thought I'd see one up close before.." Adjusting her glasses, she gazed at Nully with interest.

"You've heard about them before?" You asked.

"Back in Galar, I found some top-secret stuff about Macro Cosmos trying to make their own instances. They literally stole the blueprints from the Aether Foundation."

"...yikes." Nemona remarked, tilting her head as she tried getting a better look at Nully herself. "It seems shy. Maybe a battle will help it-!"

"No battles, at least not right now." You smiled apologetically, patting it on the head as you looked at each other. "I know you're nervous, Nully..but it's okay. They're nothing like the jerks back in Alola who used to pick on us. They're my friends. You can trust them, I promise."

Nodding its head, it relaxed its haunches as it cautiously stepped away from your side, gazing at the trio and seeing their smiles, too.

They weren't looks of pity.

They seemed genuinely thrilled to meet it.

It stood there for some time, taking in everything you've said to it and thinking about how far it's come since you rescued it that fateful day.

Somehow, it knew it was always meant to be your companion--from the very moment you held it as it cried in the Pokémon Center, reassuring it that it's not a monster, but a sweet creature worthy of love and care.

Ever since then, your friendship has grew...and now it feels stronger, willing to put its life on the line for you if need be. Even though most of its powers have been concealed, it didn't feel like some weak and helpless lab experiment.

Oh no.

It was far from that now.

Thanks to your bond, it felt unbelievably strong.

So much so that....the normal-type realized an extraordinary change was imminent.

And you were about to witness it.

"Look! Nully's glowing, [y/n]!" Nemona pointed, her eyes widening as your companion was basked in a familiar light. "Is it evolving???"

"Oh my god...I think so." You gasped, never realizing the possibility of it evolving, but you're now certain that friendship is what triggered it at last.

The most noticeable thing were the cracks that started appearing all over its helmet, pieces of what you assumed was indestructible alien material falling apart. Nully shook its head vigorously, trying to get rid of it as much as possible.

Then it turned its attention to a nearby boulder, letting out a cry before performing a move similar to a Headbutt, ramming into it and letting the rock shatter the helmet completely.

At last, it was free.

When the glow faded, you and your friends gazed in awe as Nully looked back at all of you.

With its mask finally gone, what lied underneath it was a beautiful creature made of both nature and machine, with a beaklike mouth that smiled proudly.

"Nully...?" You murmured, stepping closer.

"Ally." It chirped, walking up to greet you.

Tears began forming in your eyes as your grin widened. "I can't believe it...friendship was all it took to-"

Suddenly, your rotomphone decided to ruin the sweet moment by flying out of your pocket.

It displayed a new entry in your Pokedex, and you grabbed it to read what it had to say, while Arven, Penny, and Nemona checked their own phones.

"I see, you're Silvally now." You gazed back up at Null--Silvally, watching it bow its head respectfully. With a small laugh, you mimicked the gesture, before petting it lovingly as you sighed. "Wow..."

You noticed one of the metal bolts on its face open up like a CD player, indicating that something had to go in there-

"Wait.." Remembering the memory discs, you took one out and held it up. "Do you want me to use this?"

Silvally nodded, although before you could do anything, Arven interjected.

"Hold on, which memory is that?"

"The Dark Memory. It probably just changes its type, but I believe this represents all the pain Silvally had to endure while being trapped in that mask, not knowing what it did wrong or why people shunned it for simply existing." You placed a gentle hand under your companion's jaw. "But now I think it's ready to turn that painful memory into power. So let's see what happens.."

"Silllllv!"

Carefully inserting the disc into the open slot, you watched as it closed up. Then you stepped back, seeing the colors and spikes on its body turn smoky black.

Even its eyes changed, and when they opened they looked even more menacing than ever.

And they stared directly at you.

With a low growl, it crept closer to you, while your friends held back..tense and worried that the pokedex entries were correct: this wasn't something you could so easily control.

There was probably a very good reason for the mask-

Yet any hostility Silvally seemingly expressed disappeared, as it smiled and licked your cheek affectionately, causing you to laugh once more. "Hey, that tickles! C'mere you!"

Hugging its neck, you grinned as you received even more kisses, hearing it purr with happiness. You petted its feathery crest, relieved that it completely trusted you now.

"Wow..it's way cooler than Arceus!" Nemona laughed. "Do you think I can battle it-??"

Silvally just shot her a wary look, and she immediately fell silent, a nervous smile on her face. "Haha, you're right. Not yet. But I swear we're gonna have an epic battle one day!"

"Yeah, one day. But for now, I have something special for this big guy."

"Sill?"

You managed to regain its full attention with a simple yet supereffective move of your very own:

It's called "chin scritches", something that none of your other Pokémon could resist receiving.

The mask obviously made it difficult for Silvally to receive proper affection back then...and you vowed to find a way to break it so you can do just that.

Now it was free of that awful and heavy thing, having a brand new life to look forward to: battles, friendships with other Pokémon, and more.

Even better?

Your three closest friends in all of Paldea were here to witness its evolution--a sign that despite all the odds...your bond was unbreakable.

#clanask #anonymous #pokemon x reader #pokemon scarvi x reader #pokemon scarlet x reader #pokemon violet x reader #pokemon nemona #pokemon nemona x reader #pokemon penny #pokemon penny x reader #pokemon arven #pokemon arven x reader #nemona x reader #penny x reader #arven x reader #type null #silvally

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kyushiblast · 3 months

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⤷ 〝 jealous much? 〞

➞ pairings : grusha , arven , & jacq ( separate ) x gn! reader

➞ summary : how they react when jealous.

➞ genre : fluff

➞ cw / other : nothing

➞ a/n : need requests y’all

❝ grusha ❞

— ♥ the incident of his career hadn’t just affected him physically, a mental toll was in state along with it including his bit of possessiveness for you.

— ♥ he can’t help it. after all, you’re on his list of most cherished. and as cheesy as it sounds, he’d hate losing someone so precious to him as he’d lost his occupation.

— ♥ so when he sees this person shamelessly hitting on you, of course he’s going to step in and say something.

— ♥ glaseado mountain has a few forms. sometimes calm, sometimes sharp and unforgiving as if mad at the people climbing its skin. grusha’s cold persona towards the person embodied that.

— ♥ would probably threaten to pokémon battle. just because he’s an ice type gym leader doesn’t mean that he’ll just have ice type pokémon on hand every time, so he’d most likely use varieties including those you’ve traded with him.

— ♥ he’ll be levelheaded as much as he can until the other person initiates a snap or an aggressive show, but either way in the end he’ll definitely come up to you and ask if you’re okay.

— ♥ expect a brief hug after, and maybe a few kisses or two. he’s not too big on pda, especially if some people come by to watch him battle and he’s waiting for the area to clear up.

— ♥ but the best part is him being in denial about being clingy afterwards. that’s when teasing him is essential.

❝ arven ❞

— ❀ he’s the type to be suspicious and accusatory first, ask later.

— ❀ will cross his arms and be sassy. maybe something like, “is this person bothering you, (y/n)? i can deal with ‘em.”

— ❀ when he’s jealous he’s obvious. he’ll pull you in more, scowl and throw sarcastic comments at the other person, and he’ll suggest to go somewhere else.

— ❀ WILL throw in a regular pokemon challenge to the other if it gets to that point. like might as well make it a tradition or smth to go up to someone and challenge them whenever lmao ,, wait that already happens

— ❀ arven would also grasp onto your arm or sleeve subconsciously, afterwards backing away and apologizing after the person’s gone for just grabbing your arm.

— ❀ “i hate it when people just keep persisting on someone even when they’re obviously taken…” arven would sigh, “…but hey, it means you’re hot stuff if people keep coming to take you away from me!”

— ❀ then he’d offer to go on a picnic or something, whatever you’d like. he’s just glad that you’re there with him, no matter what.

❝ jacq ❞

— ☾ the other person isn’t gonna take jacq seriously. i mean, he does look like he just woke up, with his laid back attitude and ruffled clothing. but the charm in it was something you could admire, and clearly the other person didn’t see that.

— ☾ he’s a lil irritated. not just because this person’s competing against him, but also because they have a solid chance.

— ☾ they looked better and dressed better, they were smooth with talking, and in no way did jacq feel as if he could compete properly against them.

— ☾ you seemed to sense his thoughts, holding his hand comfortingly. his heart, as if a weight was pushed off of it, immediately lightened.

— ☾ THEN he had the confidence to say some things. and after you both left the scene, a semi-heartbroken person left behind, he’d kiss you on the forehead thanking you for everything.

— ☾ sure, it was just a small scenario that doesn’t hold much significance in one’s eye. but it strengthened your relationship in the end, and as dorky as it seems, it mattered.

— ☾ jacq’s a good person. he just needs you there to remind him of it. give him one compliment and he’ll pay back tenfold.

work of kyushiblast , please do not translate , copy , or repost here or on any other platform !!

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kurooo-is-here · 1 month

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i am so normal about these three i swear.... (lying)

writing for: arven, drayton, and kieran

genre: selfship (x reader)

scenario: sleepy cuddles... how are they around you?

Arven:

he's a light sleeper, but he loves cuddling. he's not afraid to wrap his arms around you and pull you closer.

he may or may not start mumbling his unfiltered thoughts when he's super sleepy. sometimes it's romantic, sometimes it's sad. all he knows is that he feels safe enough to do it around you.

he prefers being the big spoon, because being the little spoon makes him feel oddly embarassed and vulnerable, ironically. he wants to be able to hold you close and keep you safe, with the comfort of knowing he can hold onto you if he ever feels scared or uneasy.

literally always giving the best bear hugs. his kisses are a bit sloppier since he's so sleepy, but he tries his best.

he won't tell you this, but he secretly enjoys it when you play with his hair. it makes him feel special.

Drayton:

bro is either awake or conked out, most of the time... so it's hard to catch him cuddling you while he's fully awake.

he lets his hair get messy when he cuddles with you. usually he likes to keep up appearances at least a little bit (which isnt saying much, because he's super lazy anyways), but when he's sleepy and around you? he just lets himself go.

he's not much of a talker when he's sleepy. he just enjoys your company above all else. as long as you're within arm's reach beside him, he's content.

he likes to listen to soft ambient music when sleeping around you. it makes him feel super peaceful and relaxed in a way he can't get from just sleeping by himself.

expect him to take lots of naps, by the way. he's usually sleepy even when he IS awake. and if you're anything like him, you can expect him to be napping next to you a lot.

prefers being the big spoon, but doesn't really care if it's the other way around. he just really enjoys your company.

Kieran:

he will only ever admit this to you in private, but he has always wanted to be the little spoon... he and carmine used to share the same bed, so she didnt mind doing it for him for a while, but he always gets teased for it later.

kieran's a little clingy when he's sleepy. if you have to get up and do something, he follows you around like a cat.

he's shy about physical affection at first, but once you're both comfortable with it, he likes to kiss your cheek and nuzzle into your shoulder.

he gets irritated rather easily if someone interrupts your eepy time with him... he won't raise his voice or anything, but he will give them a look that plainly states "Get out."

kieran has trouble falling asleep sometimes, so he takes melatonin tablets to help himself sleep. the tablets are strawberry-flavored!

his hair gets in his face quite easily when he's sleepy, so you might have to brush it aside sometimes.

#pokemon #pokemon sv #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon arven #pokemon arven x reader #pokemon drayton #pokemon drayton x reader #pokemon kieran #pokemon kieran x reader #kuro writes

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lazypanartist · 1 year

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Arven as a Boyfriend HCs

Back again with another of my favorites :p Showed him to my brother.. who called him a malewife 🙃

Notes: Spoilers for Scar/Vi, even though there are spoilers it's not all canon compliant, Established Relationship

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We all know bby likes to cook

Make sandwiches, at least

Loves having you try new recipes!

He always warns you if he thinks something's going to taste bad (new combo, seasoning he hasn't tried, etc)

Has snacks he knows you like in case a trial goes awry

Honestly, making food is his love language

He could've given Mabosstif the Herba Mystica on their own, but he chose to put them into sandwiches not ONLY for the injured Pokemon, but for Raidon and PC, too

Cares deeply for you and your Pokemon

If you need help, he's there for you

Helps you fill your Pokedex if that's what you're after

Your goals are his goals, too!

Likes to take naps together

Idk why, but he seems like the kinda guy to take an afternoon nap

And the region is based off Spain/Portugal, they have siestas

Likes to just. Cuddle.

Lay on each other, have you mess with his hair while he tells you a story

Drift off into Dreamland with you..

Loves waking up after a nice nap to see you curled up with him and Mabosstif in a pile on the floor

Forehead kisses!

Nose kisses!

Cheek kisses!

Blease kiss him

All over his face

He needs it

#pokemon #pokemon x reader #pokemon arven #pokemon arven x reader #arven #arven x reader #x reader #xreader #arven pokemon #trainer arven #arven x reader pokemon #trainer arven x reader #pokemon headcanons #pokemon x reader headcanons

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yeehawbvby · 1 year

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Can you do an Arven x f! reader who likes to wear his shirts?

Of course!! I'm sorry it's a bit short/if there are any errors, I was super tired while writing this ;;w;; I hope you like it! 💕

Snug as a Scatterbug | Arven x F!Reader

Rating: G | WC: 688

The first time you wear one of Arven’s shirts, he’s very puzzled.

Standing at the doorway to his room, he watches you work. He left a few moments ago to grab some snacks, and when he came back, the last thing he expected to return to was his girlfriend standing topless in front of his closet. At first, this leaves him speechless and flustered.

Then, he observes as you pick his favorite, comfiest, yellowest sweater out of his wardrobe and toss it over your head. This is where the confusion ensues.

“...What are you doing?” he asks, leaning against the doorframe while his lips curl into a grin.

You stop flattening out the hem of his sweater, freezing in place. You’ve been caught red-handed. Rather than explaining yourself, outwardly panicking, or apologizing, you simply mutter, “Don’t worry about it,” before continuing to situate yourself in his clothing. You don’t even turn around to address him.

He won’t lie to himself – something about seeing you with his shirt engulfing your tiny frame has Butterfrees going nuts in his stomach. There’s something simultaneously adorable and hot about the sight of you in his favorite article of clothing; about how the fabric reaches your knees, and the sleeves go past your hands, creating little paws when you lift them up. Not knowing how exactly to respond to this situation, Arven decides to leave it be.

The next time you wear one of his shirts, it’s his white uniform top. ‘Why that old thing?’ he silently wonders.

You two don’t even have classes to attend that day – you’re just grabbing sandwiches at the local Every Wich Way. The shirt you had on originally matched your outfit more than this, too – your pastel pink leggings worked better with the pastel purple hoodie you had on up top.

Feeling his cheeks burn hot when he peers down at the way his dress shirt drapes over you, he decides once again not to question it. It’s not like you’re gonna keep stealing his stuff, right?

…‘Again?!’ Arven thinks to himself the third time.

He left you alone to take a shower and change after a long day outdoors with your teams, and when you return to him, another one of his sweaters is consuming your torso. This one is a black, Shiny Wooloo wool turtleneck that he bought while interning at a restaurant in Galar a few years back.

“I gotta know,” he prompts, getting up from his spot on the couch and walking towards you. “Why do you keep taking my shirts?”

Your cheeks redden, and you look away from his face. “Thought I told ya not to worry about it, punk,” you sass.

Arven laughs. “I’m not worried, I’m just confused.” You try to walk by him, but he stops you with your ultimate weakness: head pats. As his large palm lands on your scalp, you stop in your tracks. “I don’t mind you wearing my stuff, it looks adorable on you anyway,” he reassures you behind a wide smile. “I just wanna know why.”

You sigh, before bashfully answering, “Your clothes are really cozy, and they smell good.” You fidget with the oversized sleeves around your hands, finally looking up at him. “Feels like you’re constantly hugging me when I have one of your shirts on... It’s nice.”

Arven nearly keels over. ‘So cute!’ If this man wasn’t already head over heels for you, he definitely would be now.

From that point on, Arven goes out of his way to offer you his clothes. Oh, you wanna stay over for a night? Screw those pajamas, take one of his tees instead.

Is it chilly out? Toss one of his sweaters, maybe even one of his jackets, over your own shirt to keep warm.

Not seeing each other for a few days? He’ll offer you half his wardrobe. “That way you never run out of hugs!” he proclaims, making you feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Now that Arven knows your “secret,” he might love seeing you wear his shirts just as much as you love wearing them, if not more.

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lonelydusknoir · 1 year

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Arven and Oblivious! Reader

Requested by: @pokegirlie

Reader is gender neutral and goes by you/yours. Please enjoy!

✨ Arven has an absolute difficult time confessing his feelings for you. However, his way of confessing is just making you sandwiches and dropping subtle hints

✨ Unfortunately, it flies right over your head and you think he’s being extra nice to you. You’re his little buddy! His best friend! You helped Mabosstiff get better, so why else would he be treating you so kindly?

✨ He loves you dearly, but it’s pretty frustrating to be seen as “just a friend” when he wants to be more than that. He wants to hold you close and press his lips against yours and tell you how much you mean to him.. but despite those desires, his voice gets caught in his throat and his face flushes red when he tries to confess his feelings bluntly

✨ It takes a bit of pushing from Nemona and Penny (as well as Mabosstiff) to get Arven to just say how he feels. He takes you somewhere private, setting up a picnic and making some sandwiches. Of course, you just see it as two friends hanging out!

✨ While you’re peacefully enjoying the delicious sandwich, Arven finally decides to confess. The silence was deafening. A part of him starts to regret even telling you how he feels. What if you weren’t oblivious? What if you just wanted to stay friends but didn’t want to hurt his feelings

✨ But he didn’t get rejected. Instead, he only hears you shout, “Oh my Arceus, you were trying to tell me you liked me for WEEKS?” your mouth was agape. “I really like you too - but I just thought you only wanted to be friends! Like! You literally call me little buddy! I had no idea!” (Clearly)

#pokemon x reader #pokémon headcanons #pokemon arven x reader #arven x reader #pokemon arven #trainer arven

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vante1920pm · 1 year

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Can you write hcs for arven having his first kiss with the reader? Thank you

──;; 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 ★☆

★ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: thanks for the request :) ! Since English isn't my first language, I apologize in advance for possible mistakes or dry writing.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

☆ 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: arven/reader

☆ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: gn!reader

-ㅤㅤBoy, was he nervous.

Not only because it was you, he never kissed anyone before. He wanted to make it perfect so you'll never forget it, because he definitely wouldn't.

-ㅤㅤHe invited you to camp, something you two often did.

He planned to cook for you, talk, watch the stars and then he would kiss you. It was perfect in his mind, he only had to do it.

But of course, nothing is going according to plan.

-ㅤㅤYou two were sitting on a cliff, after you ate, in which he made too much chili so you ended up throwing the food away.

Your Pokémon were all asleep, so he thought now would be the perfect time

While he tried to kiss you, you always turned to the other side to show him something you saw. He wasn't sure if you did this on purpose just to avoid his lips, but he wasn't ready to just give up.

-ㅤㅤWhen you turned around once again, because you saw something shiny, he grabbed your face so you could only stare into his eyes.

His face was red and he seemed serious, so you just kept quiet to wait for what he wanted to say. But he only stared at you, until he slowly leaned in and closed his eyes.

You understood immediately, so you followed his actions.

-ㅤㅤWhen his lips touched yours, everything seemed to freeze. It was a weird feeling, but in a good way.

His lips were slightly chapped but it kinda felt good, it suited him.

After a few seconds, he pulled back to catch his breath.

You two were just looking at each other, until you started to laugh.

#pokemon #pokemon arven #pokemon imagines #arven #arven x reader #x reader #imagines #arven imagine #pokemon arven x reader #pokemon x reader #fluff #pokemon scarlet and violet #scarlet and violet #pokemon scarlet and violet arven

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thatanimewriter · 2 months

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BLAST TO THE PAST.

➳ request: Idk if this has been done or not, but could I request a Pokémon SV X reader who has a Hisuian Pokémon team (Especially Hisuian Arcanine because it's a good fluffy volcano dog and who doesn't love that) and whilst the SV characters are freaking out over the past Hisuian Pokémon the reader just causally says something along the lines of "Oh yeah, I got sent to ancient Sinnoh for a while"

➳ character/s: arven, grusha, rika, larry, atticus, penny

➳ warnings: swearing

➳ notes: i really don't know anything about pokemon other than sv, lower your expectations for lore-related reactions-

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

asks for your actual age because they fear they may be dating a dinosaur (little shits-)

── ARVEN, rika

sit with your pokemon awkwardly because they don't know what to do with this information. possibly wondering how they might also be sent back in time.

── grusha, larry, PENNY

has a notebook out and is asking you a million questions about ancient sinnoh.

── arven, rika, ATTICUS

wonders what would happen if your pokemon ever like... had kids with theirs. they hope that doesn't happen for their own sanity (but if it were to happen, who are they to play god-)

── atticus, penny

is determined to be best friends with your pokemon and perhaps steal them away from you so they can have one of their own (your arcanine jokingly bites them every time they try to pet them)

── ARVEN, RIKA, grusha

treats your pokemon like your children and will tuck them into lil beds and cuddle with them on the couch or pet them when they work. might use them as a pillow or a plushie if you're out for a bit n didn't take them with you.

── grusha, LARRY, ATTICUS, penny

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kangen-wanshi · 1 year

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Sick Substitute ft Arven

You sent a quick emergency text to your boyfriend about your stressful situation. And he act quickly.

Tags: comfort/fluff, sickness specifically something around stomachache, there's also Clodsire

A/N: I'm sick, literally

Rapid footsteps can be heard throughout one of the dorm hallways. Arven, despite being told by strangers to nor run in the hallway, ignores them as he continues to dash towards where your room is.

Finally arriving in front of your door, he didn't even need a key to open it after receiving the earlier text from you about how you left it unlocked. With heavy breathing and beads of sweats rolling from his forehead, he finally entered your dorm.

Just as you've said through the text, you're currently laying sick on the bed, skin glistening with sweats under the cover, curled with your Clodsire snuggling near your stomach to help comfort the pain.

Arven hates this. Mentally scolding himself for taking too long to come here. But instead of scolding himself, he has better things that he should do in this situation.

Closing the door behind him, which makes a clicking sound that stirs you awake, Arven walks towards the kitchen counter in your dorm before placing down the bag that he's carried with him.

You didn't give a vocal response, simply making eye contact with him is enough to tell him about your situation. Pulling out a small plastic bag with medicine that he retrieved from Miriam just before coming here, he placed them on your study table before sitting on the edge of the bed.

His hand inched closer towards you, pulling away strands of hair that sticks to your face due to sweat, he cups your cheek in his hand as you writhe in pain quietly, leaning to his hand while cuddling up more to your Clodsire.

"Sorry it took me a bit to come here. I made sure to bring some soup from the cafeteria and some medicine from the nurses office, so I hope you don't mind."

Even with your eyes closed, you hummed and nodded your head, seemingly grateful that he would go to such length to help you based on one distressed text you sent him.

Turning to your Clodsire, who also looked up to him with grateful eyes, he patted the pokemon's head before muttering a genuine thank you for keeping you comfortable.

"Come on, can you sit up for a bit to take the medicine?" He asks you softly just as you grip the blanket, "It's gonna be quick, I promise. Then you can eat the food I bought, and change your clothes, 'Kay?"

You still cling onto the sheet. His offers are tempting; but your body just hurts so much. With a gentle rub on your back, and Clodsire's gentle nudge and encouragement, you finally pull yourself out from your cocoon which earned you a proud smile from Arven, and a happy cry from the pokemon.

With him feeding you and filling you in with things around the school (to distract you), the pain, even though it's only slightly subside because of the medicine, is becoming bearable.

After helping you change out of your wet shirt to new ones, and watching you slump back to your previous curling position with Clodsire, Arven let Mabostiff out. The dog pokemon sniffed you, nuzzled your hand, before Arven pulled Clodsire away from your grasp and let it play with Mabostiff on the floor instead.

You were about to protest after he rob you of your cuddle buddy, but as soon as Clodsire is off from the bed, he climbed in instead, and hold you close to him.

"The medicine should work soon, you should get more rest." He kissed the crown of your head, his hand rubbing your lower back gently, while the other held your hand with a comforting yet firm grip.

Well, you suppose this is an acceptable substitute.

#x reader #reader insert #les does writing #pokemon scavio #pokemon x reader #arven x reader #pokemon arven x reader

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king-bee-sting · 1 year

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(Y/N): I made this friendship bracelet for you.

Arven: You know, I’m not really a jewelry person.

(Y/N): You don’t have to wear…

Arven: No, I’m gonna wear it forever. Back off.

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#incorrect pokemon quotes #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon violet #pokemon scarlet #arven pokemon #pokemon arven x male reader #pokemon arven x reader #pokemon arven #arven x male reader #arven x reader

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 6 months

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Could I request a reader who has an espathra. Espathra is from Reader's grandma who used to be a model and singer. Espathra is walks like a diva but is an absolute sweetheart. Reader joined the academy as a student and told the trio (Arven, Nemona and Penny) the reason why I joined the academy was because I never liked those private schools as I was always bored and hated dealing with the others as the students tend to annoy reader or be mean.

Arven

Tbh when he first saw your Espathra strutting down the streets of Mesagoza, he rolled his eyes.

He's well aware of how sassy and aggressive wild ones can be, but he assumes that even those tamed by trainers aren't any different (and sometimes a Pokémon's personality can rub off on them, too).

Once he gets to really know you both, though, he quickly realizes how friendly your Espathra is around people--even Mabosstiff.

Ofc they're still sassy, although they don't have a single mean bone in their body and don't try to reach across the table to steal his sandwich ingredients.

During lunch, you share how they once belonged to your grandma--who used to be a famous model and singer until she retired, deciding to leave her treasured partner in your care.

Arven never watched much TV growing up, so he never saw her performances. He just shrugs and says "that's kinda cool, little buddy."

But he grows concerned when a random kid intrudes on your picnic, asking about your grandma and wanting to pet the Espathra.

Suddenly the psychic type makes them shut up by immobilizing them on the spot....as he sits there wondering why tf you allowed them to do that.

You explain that's exactly why you transferred schools--specifically from a private one in another region to the Academy here in Paldea.

The students there kept bugging you, asking for your grandma's autograph and getting angry when you refused to take something they wanted her to sign or deliver fan mail as though you're some messenger Noctowl.

In short, they only ever talked to you if they wanted to contact her...and that made you feel quite bored and lonely, never gaining any real friends.

Luckily, Arven was already your friend long before he knew any of this.

He can definitely empathize with people constantly bothering him because of his connection to his "famous" parents.

Nemona

Not only has she obsessively watched the gym leaders' battles on TV, she also followed each of their social media accounts for years.

And on Tulip's page, she discovers that both her and your grandma did a collab for a new makeup brand inspired by their Espathras.

At the time, she didn't know you at all, but after hearing your last name and seeing your main partner Pokémon--she pulls you aside after class, eyes sparkling.

"So [y/n]..you're related to THE-?"

"Yes." You brush her hand off your shoulder, already knowing where this was going. "If you want an autograph, go to her retirement home and ask for her. I'm not your messenger."

You storm off, your Espathra giving Nemona a soft apologetic look, before they follow you, hair swishing gracefully.

However being the stubborn girl that she is....she eventually catches up to you, huffing and puffing and apologizing endlessly.

All she wanted was a simple battle with your Espathra (she almost called it your grandma's Espathra but quickly corrected herself--something you appreciated her doing).

It takes you by surprise, but you listen to her wishes and end up defeating her final Pokémon with a brilliant Lumina Crash that lit up the night sky.

After the battle's won, you explain that her attitude when you first met reminded you of the kids who bothered you back at your old school--which became the reason you transferred to Paldea to begin with.

You found her annoying.

Now? She was slightly less annoying since she genuinely wanted to befriend you, and not because you're related to a retired celebrity.

Penny

Team Star's had their fair share of feisty Flittles invading their outposts, always having to chase them out or risk being attacked just for gathering berries for their Pokémon.

Arceus forbid an outbreak of Flittle ever happened...

Because of that, Penny's always been skeptical around that evolution line, convinced that most Espathras are hostile.

The ones down in Area Zero's caverns especially made her nervous.

However, yours is a special case as they showed no aggression towards her, Arven, or Nemona.

You really owe it all to your grandma, mentioning how your Espathra used to be her partner in concerts and modeling for magazines.

They enjoyed being by her side and were content with retiring to Paldea after she ended her career on a high note.

She always talked about how they've adored singing since they were a little Flittle, and that they inspired her to keep going whenever she felt overwhelmed by the paparazzi and self-doubt.

How you wish you had her confidence at the private school you used to attend...but it became too much to handle after so many kids annoyed you simply because you're related to her.

You begged to be transferred out of there--for your sanity and for Espathra's, too.

After telling Penny all these stories, she definitely sees a different side to the Flittle line now, realizing that maybe not all of them are aggressive sassy berry thieves.

But when a grunt comes over (only overhearing that you're related to somebody they used to watch on TV all the time), Espathra just immobilizes them on the spot.

It frightens Penny, but the ostrich just smiles calmly at her.

You laugh and pet their beak, reassuring her it's nothing to be scared of--that kid simply won't remember ever asking you for your grandma's autograph.

From there on, she sends a message to all of Team Star not to make the same mistake that grunt did.

#clanask #anonymous #pokemon x reader #pokemon scarlet x reader #pokemon violet x reader #pokemon arven #pokemon nemona #pokemon penny #pokemon arven x reader #arven x reader #pokemon nemona x reader #nemona x reader #pokemon penny x reader #penny x reader #espathra #headcanons #platonic

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kyushiblast · 3 months

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⤷ 〝 soup. 〞

➞ pairing : arven x gn! reader

➞ summary : you’re sick and arven takes care of you.

➞ genre : fluff

➞ cw / other : nothing

➞ a/n : and the poll has spoken

you groaned at your immobility, your head and legs hazy and tired like a weight was strapped onto them. you felt miserable and unbearably uncomfortable with the sweat trickling down your neck from your fever; but recovery takes time, and how you were spending it in bed felt long without movement.

the tv in the background, though playing a favorite show of yours, resounded in your head as a distant buzz of noise. what, or who, you were focused on was your caring boyfriend with his clashing of utensils and pots, making something for you that was “guaranteed to flip your frown upside down.”

apparently, he’d acquired some sort of spice from one of his recent ventures that he claimed would heal you up pretty quickly. you’d joked about it being a burn heal, and he’d laughed along and said it was something better. it sure smelt better, the aroma floating inside your room already lifting some of that weight off your legs just to go see what he’s making.

still, you were tired. and walking was the last thing you felt like doing.

thankfully, arven had finished as he flourished a bowl and scooped what seemed to be a soup of some kind out of the pot to rest in the container. after sprinkling some other things on top, he picked up the bowl and strolled carefully towards the bed.

“voilà, an arven speciality!” he held out the bowl to you. spoon in hand, he peeked a glance at you. “…are you strong enough to help yourself? or do you want me to?…”

“i feel like i can barely move my legs, much less my arms.” you replied, your voice evident of your fatigue.

“i’ll feed you, then! you okay with that?”

“i mean—sure,” you were a bit caught off guard by his immediate response, but it quickly faded as his reaction reminded you of how much he loved you.

spoon feeding was definitely not something arven was used to—but how hard could it be? embarrassing was a word he could use to describe it. but it just as quickly faded as your off guard expression did as soon as your eyes lit up at how good it tasted, not to mention revitalizing.

it seemed that life just coursed through you as you slowly but surely sat up. sure, you were still burning. but some of your strength was back to being awakened.

“it worked!! do you like it?!” he set the bowl and spoon into your stretched out hands.

“of course i do!” you smiled softly, eyes closing. “anything made by you is a treat to me.”

his face turned pink as he sighed in relief, your giggling to his growing flush delivering another cupid’s arrow to his heart.

work of kyushiblast , please do not translate , copy , or repost here or on any other platform !!

#arven pokemon #arven x reader #pokémon arven #pokemon arven x reader #arven #pokemon #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #sickfic #pokemon scarvi #pokemon scarlet violet #pokemon violet #pokemon scarlet #pokemon arven #fluff

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kurooo-is-here · 2 months

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aaaaand I'm back with more writing stuff- couldn't help myself LMAO

writing for: arven, drayton, and kieran

genre: selfship (x reader)

scenario: you're hurt! how do they react?

Arven:

he's immediately in "protect y/n" mode. his expression grows serious. he examines your injury closely, asks you if it still hurts, and offers to patch you up.

if you got hurt by someone else? ohhh boy, it's not gonna be pretty. you'll have to convince him not to run off and find the bastard that laid their hands on you. (he'll eventually agree to not beat them up if you give him a good enough reason.)

he stays by your side no matter what, like the loyal person he is. gives you some water and food if need be, and makes sure you're taken care of.

he gets sorta... protective after that. doesn't let anyone else touch you. he just doesn't trust anyone else to not hurt you.

Drayton:

he kinda jokes about it at first as if he doesn't believe you, until you actually show him where it hurts.

he freezes up and looks at you with wide eyes. he immediately asks you how this happened. his hand is on your shoulder, holding you supportively-- though you could swear it felt a bit tighter than usual.

if it was someone else who hurt you, drayton's gonna be pissed. his usual smile is gone, and his hand is clenched on his pokeball as he has to stop himself from unleashing his pokemon on whoever did this to you. although drayton is a dragon-type specialist, sometimes it feels like he's pretty dragon-like himself...

he takes you to the infirmary, of course. his eyes burn holes into the nurse as he makes sure they get you patched up and feeling better.

Kieran:

he freaks out immediately! oh my goodness, are you okay? do you need bandages? maybe a sweet to help calm your nerves? (he keeps way too much candy in his bag.)

don't let him find out if someone else hurt you, because he'd never truly forgive them. his expression will shift from "are you okay?!" to "...where is this person. what do they look like." they hurt you, his best friend, his rival, his... nevermind. let's just say that his fury won't be a pretty sight if he sees that piece of shit go near you again.

carmine says she's never seen kiki so upset on behalf of another person. he won't stop pacing around in his room, muttering to himself about how he needs to find that bastard. he only snaps out of this trance when you show up to his room, concerned for his well-being.

kieran just wants you to be okay, above all else. (please be okay.)

#pokemon #pokemon sv #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon drayton #pokemon kieran #pokemon arven #pokemon drayton x reader #pokemon kieran x reader #pokemon arven x reader #kuro writes

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lazypanartist · 1 year

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Imagine a lazy day with Arven. The two of you have been cleaning his parent's lighthouse lab, organizing the research papers and mementos, putting personal items aside.

But not today. Today was a day of rest for the two of you and your Pokemon, flopped around the picnic table and munching on sandwiches that Arven made before you all left the house.

He was laying next to you, head resting on your shoulder as you both watched your Pokemon play together. Raidon and Mabosstif played tug of war with a sandwich of their own, both rolling back as it split in two. Arven laughed quietly, turning to nudge your cheek with his nose before kissing the area gently.

The wind blew gently through the area, carrying ribombee and flabébé overhead. You smiled, turning to face Arven, and pressed a kiss of your own to his lips. Even with everything that had happened, these quiet moments were here for the both of you.

#arven pokemon #arven #pokemon arven x reader #pokemon arven #arven x reader #trainer arven x reader #pokemon imagines #imagine #lazy day imagine #lazy day #pokemon x reader #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon

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yeehawbvby · 1 year

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Hmmm some steamy Arven prompts: in a tent whilst titan hunting, dorm rooms at the academy, I think I liked the vibe of “oh shit we could get caught in the act” in in too deep so thanks for unlocking something within me 😮‍💨🤠

*kisses u on the mouth!!!!!* The fact that you gave me multiple prompts has been SO NICE. It’s filled my little rotted goblin brain with ideas >:3 So tysm for that! Idk if you saw it yet, but I borrowed the dorm room one for a previous request!

Gonna go with the “we can get caught” concept here, just because I’m a sucker for that too tbh (see below: that word count, that I actually cut from already LMAO). I accidentally wrote a Dom!Arven, so I’m sorry for that :’D Hope you enjoy!! x

Light My Beacon | (Arven x F!Reader)

Note: In case anyone is new here, please note that I headcanon Arven as an adult! Please consider this aged up if I’m proven wrong in the future.

Rating: Mature/Explicit | WC: 1,848

“This is such a bad ideahh!~”

Below you, you can hear the chatter of tourists and Paldean natives sightseeing near Porto Marinada. The chirps of their accompanying Pokémon. The deep blue waves and white foam that crash against the shore like clockwork. The occasional Kilowattrel flies overhead, leaving the flaps of their wings echoing in your eardrums.

You feel the warm Spring sun beating down on your pinkened cheeks. The cold metal of the railing – covered in sharp, deep orange flecks of paint that are chipping away, thanks to the elements – pressed against your back. A chilly sea breeze blows by, sending Gooserene bumps down your skin. More bumps are sent upward from your lower half as you feel a particularly delicious jolt within you, paired by a harsh nip at your neck.

You swallow back a whimper. A short squeak makes its way past your vocal cords anyway. “Arven, shit, t-this is so stupid.”

Ignoring your half-assed protests, your partner continues to pulse into your sweet spot with his middle and ring fingers. Working you with more vigor than he beats eggs smooth, or kneads dough to the perfect pliability for molding. It’s taking every ounce of air in your lungs not to cry out Arven’s name, so you whisper-yell your concerns while clinging onto his shirt for dear life.

“What if– mmn, w-what if someone comes up here?!”

He ceases the war he’d been waging on your neck to chuckle against the freshly-bruised skin, placing a soft, open-mouthed kiss before responding. “Guess we’ll just have to listen for visitors…” He kisses up your jawline, and just as he presses the edge of his thumb to your clit, he murmurs against your ear, “Which means you’re gonna have to shut the fuck up.”

You hate to admit it to yourself, but you love when Arven gets like this. Makes you feel like the most valuable treasure in the region. The most beautiful girl in the world. When he’s so ravenous that he’ll do whatever it takes to make a mess of you, even if it entails being just a little mean, it lights a fire in you that nobody but him can extinguish.

Arven’s harsh words wring out another needy whine. Your lower belly feels as warm as the coppery beige slabs of stone that rest beneath your shoes.

He chuckles, then teases, “You’re so into this, aren’t you?”

He lightly nips at your earlobe, kisses just underneath where your ear meets your neck, then hovers an inch back up to continue. “You’re getting off on the fact that anyone can hear your pretty little moans, yeah?”

Arven’s free hand, which was caging you against the banister, reaches up and tangles into your hair as he pulls away from your profile to get a better look at you. He grins at the sight, hungrily drinking in the way your hips wantonly rock against his thick digits, and how subtly your legs quiver, weakened with adrenaline and pleasure.

Quietly, he mutters, “Anyone can climb that ladder, or simply…” He lightly tugs your tresses, forcing another whimper out of you as your face greets the clouds. “...Look up, and they’ll have the perfect view of me destroying this tight little pussy of yours.”

Your stomach does a flip – both at the mental-image, and at your boyfriend’s wording. His face creeps closer to yours. He licks a small strip against the center of your throat before closing his lips against it; before loosening his grip in your hair, allowing your head back to its natural forward-facing position. Through hazy vision, you can see that Arven’s pupils are blown wide, rendering his visible eye more blackened than aquatic.

Leaning in towards your mouth, but not quite closing the gap, he whispers the end of his thoughts. “And you love it.”

He hovers there, then pulls back slightly when you lean in to steal a kiss. Responding to the frustrated mewl that escapes you, his smug grin widens. “Admit it, lil’ cutie.”

“F-fuck,” you sigh, “Yes, Arven, I love it so much.”

A quiet, cocky laugh emits from your lover as he leans into your lips. “Good girl.”

He closes the gap, and you pull away shortly after to gasp, “N-need more, please.”

“Oh, so it’s not that you don’t mind someone catching us… you want someone to catch us.”

“Don’t care, god, please fuck me.” You swallow a moan, then continue your pleas. “Need you so bad, please Arven~”

Arven silences you with another kiss, this one much more forceful. He untangles your locks from his fingers and flattens a supportive palm on the back of your head, just above your nape. Leaves you breathless. When Arven opens a new gap, you peer below you as he slowly pulls his fingers from your pussy, then your pants, and lifts them up to your mouth. Your lips part, and gazing up at your boyfriend with Deerling-like eyes, you let him slip his slickened digits inside. Twirling your tongue around his fingers like you would his cock, sucking yourself off of him. Sucking him clean. Driving yourself insane with want.

You notice a proud glint in Arven’s eye as he cups your face in both hands and dips back down. His chapped lips touching your smoother ones, he murmurs, “Such a good girl for me,” before rewarding you with more kisses. “Y’taste so fucking good,” Arven groans into another. His approval sends a shiver down your spine as you practically melt into his touch.

Your grip moves from Arven’s broad shoulders, down his clothed torso, and onto the front of his pants. Before you can unbutton them for him, he swats you away, taking matters into his own hands. Once his cock springs free, he undoes your bottoms as well. He only brings them below your hips, but for ease of access, you promptly let them fall to your ankles.

Without pulling away from your kiss, Arven lifts one of your legs with his fingertips – as if it weighs nothing – and curls it around his side. He adjusts the angle of his hips slightly to line up with your center… but opts to toy with you a bit. Arven slowly slides his length against your folds; softly thrusting his head against your clit, painting your labia with a mixture of your arousal and his pre-cum, creating the lewdest little sounds between your bodies.

“Mnn,” you whine into your partner’s lips, pulling away slightly to use your words. “Fuck, stop that,” you urge.

You’re practically about to snap just from being fingered and teased, meanwhile Arven’s having a great time milking every last drop of your patience. Smiling as he gnaws his bottom lip. Basking in how eagerly you squirm against him. If he weren’t so goddamn beautiful, you’d want to punch that cocky, knowing look off of his face.

“Pleas– oh, fuck!”

Arven plunges into you without warning, his face contorting into a cheeky, cat-like grin as he watches yours morph from frustrated to fucked up. You suppose it makes sense. There was no need to pause and use spit as lube when you’ve already concocted an excess of your own.

Dragging your hands up to Arven’s blonde and brown tresses, you tangle your fingers between the strands, desperate for something to hang onto. You bite your lip so as to stop yourself from practically announcing to all of Paldea that you’re being fucked on top of the Porto Marinada lighthouse in broad daylight. Just as a heady cry begins to evade your defenses, Arven plants his lips on yours.

He growls into your mouth as you mewl into his, echoing one another back and forth. Wrestling your tongues together, then sucking his before he harshly tugs your bottom lip between his teeth. All the while his hips snap into yours, his thick cock reaching so, so deep. Arven is strategic in his thrusts, making sure no skin-on-skin smacks reverberate into the midday air. You wish with all your heart that he would just forget that and pound into your cunt without mercy.

Arven’s got you sweating beneath his touch, his free, calloused, large hand cupping your chest, your cheek, your neck, your hip. Has you panting like a fucking Growlithe with each firm tap his dick makes against your g-spot. Humming like an Altaria with each moan he breathes against your lips. Making your core tingle as he leans his forehead against yours, drowning you in hushed praise and insults in tandem; softly telling you that you’re his perfect slut, his good little whore, his desperate princess.

You wrap your arms around Arven, biting his shoulder to keep yourself from letting the screams that reside in the back of your throat come out to play. Needing to gain his own composure, your lover digs his fingers into your hooked leg, with a vice grip on the handrail beneath his other fist. Like a fraying thread, you feel yourself come undone as his cock begins to harden and twitch inside of you.

“F-fuh– I’m cumming,” you whine into Arven’s collar, just before you’re slain by a little death. “Please don’t stop, Arven!”

He pulls you from his shoulder, forcing you to look him in the eye. “Mm, go ‘head and cum for me.” He hisses your name, followed by, “God, you feel so fucking good.”

Right when stars begin coating your vision, Arven mirrors you. You bask in how good he feels, pulsating inside your tightening cunt, coating it in thick ribbons of cum. As he pulls out, his release drips slowly down his shaft and your leg.

Unfortunately, you don’t have time to clean up the mess: before either of you can so little as catch your breath, you hear the soft patters of rubber and skin against metal.

An indication that you’re about to have company.

Both sets of eyes lock and widen as you simultaneously curse under your breath. Each of you pull your pants up, then hurry to help fix each other’s messy hair. Just before the group of… Unovan, you think? tourists show themselves, Arven and you lean on the handrail, pretending to gaze out at the land below you.

“Wow, a lovely views from here!” one girl prompts. Her Paldean is broken, but it’s cute that she tried, and you appreciate the effort.

“Definitely,” you agree, pulling away from the railing and inconspicuously tugging at Arven’s sleeve. You turn and give him a look that silently says, ‘Let’s go,’ and he responds with a subtle nod. “Enjoy your stay!” you offer, as you and your boyfriend scurry away.

As you clamber onto the ladder, you both fall into a fit of giggles. “I can’t believe we did that,” you mutter.

“Right?!” Arven responds from above you. “Look at us go!”

Once you’re both on solid ground again, you make way to the nearest Pokémon Center, crossing your fingers in hope that its restrooms won’t be too crowded. There’s no way either of you are trekking back home to Mesagoza like this.

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