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Lucifer x Gn!Reader

Reaction to you disliking his ownership proposal(lesson 20)

Angst / hurt/comfort

Cut for length~

 As soon as he Saw your face, he knew he had gone too far. Being a perceptive person and just being with you for so long, he has learned to pick up on your more subtle tells. Being a demon of pride, he can never just straight up admit that he had feelings for you, that he'll miss you, and that he wants to have a connection with you in the form of a pact, nope. Like the peacock, he represents, he has to puff out his chest in Pride and show off.

Maybe internally, he's scared that his brothers may surpass him in importance in your eyes? Or that you might never return one day. Mortals care about their short life far more than demons do. Whatever those fears may be, Lucifer was never one to open up about them. Nope, he had to grab you and declare his ownership of your being with you clearly said no, too, before having a pact with you.

Instead of becoming vulnerable, sharing his grievances, and making not just a pact but a promise, he had to show you who was 'the one in charge.' Lucifer would curse at himself feeling his heart sink when you left the room, a sinking feeling in his chest of regret for what he had just done. You are far more important than his pride. And to forget that was foolish.

two of you sat together in his study, with a glass of Demonus hoping to ease his nerves and perhaps yours as well. You shared your concerns eyes red from crying. he swallowed his pride "Thats…"... "I could never Own you."

Lucifer sighs ,trying to find the best way to put it into words. "The way I went about this conveyed something different to how I truly felt. I am sorry, i don't want to own you. I don't want to lose you."

Although Reckless, much too Reckless for Lucifer's liking. he does admire the way you did things in your own way hell what you did fixed his brother's lives ,something that he couldn't do for hundreds of years. 

I feel like that's when he tell you. Lucifer very rarely gets vulnerable but you're one of the very few people he would show this vulnerable side to. Feelings of you potentially leaving him for someone you deserve that's far greater than himself, (the root of Pride is deep insecurities after all)

That someone in the human world will sweep you off your feet and you won't come back. No matter how much the thought scared him it wouldn't be unusual for a human to continue with their own life before it was uprooted when they were essentially teleported to the Devildom.

What Lucifer really wants is not for you to blindly obey him; he wants to know if you'll be by his side and continue to be there for not only him but for his brothers as well. He wants your relationship to be more than just a pact.

He knows that you don't care about pacts at all. Maybe that's why he trusts nobody else but you to be in a pact with. Because Lucifer hates being Owned and controlled as well, he couldn't think of anyone else to entrust his well-being with. Even if you use his pact, he would know it'd be for his good. As well as for you to call upon him when you're in danger.

That independence he loves so much is the Independence that terrifies him, that unpredictability that he fears might lead to his demise one day, that reckless behavior of standing in the face of demons that have the strength of 1,000 men baring their teeth snarling threats in your face, and still march to your goal. Lucifer would never want for you to stop being you.

'Then why did he say it in the first place?' Lucifer is never one for vulnerability. Even if it's with the person he trusts the most, he never wants them to see him in this light. But he completely understands why you reacted the way you did. So he would essentially take back what he said. And effectively apologize and ask for a redo taking your hands in his and making something akin to a promise, maybe even a vow? to be at each other's sides. To support and be in each other's lives to your grave.

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perhaps a few headcanons featuring kari and his s/o?

Friend!!

Thank you so much for volunteering your OC!!

I really hope you like this!

@duraburr 's Vampire Oc Kari X reader

General romantic head cannons

Oh man this guy will have you swooning. When you start talking he'll just kick up his feet and lean in leaning on his hand listening to everything you have to say as if your voice was a siren's song.

I feel like the more he gets to know you the more open he becomes. But if he's already on a date with you you pretty much have him hook line and sinker

The king of eye contact. always looking directly at you. His eyes deep and piercing, surely he'll just make you flush and look away by eye contact alone.

This guy gives off playfully dramatic vibes. You put a hand on his chest and start slumping saying "oh darling help me I don't think I can go on much longer ~! you must kiss me it is the only way to save your poor boyfriend!" only for him to laugh when you throw a pillow at him.

This man would drop a lot of hints about him being a vampire in a joking Manor. always joking about sleeping in a coffin or joke about drinking your blood.

He seems like the biggest Playboy at first But, to your surprise, he tells you, " Dating was never really on my mind, all these years, I just did my own thing until suddenly I was old and lonesome, haha; now I just want somebody to be by my side."

This guy is TALL and can be pretty intimidating. He also seems like he's pretty protective of the people he cares about. With a really good judge of character. you better pass the vampire boyfriend Vibe check. If he doesn't like you he'll make it known. And if you ever harm a hair on his beloved's head... Just a reminder that he is still a vampire ten times stronger and faster than humans.

He kind of acts like your bodyguard sometimes. Especially when you're out at night alone. If he's here I wouldn't doubt There are more vampires are looking for an easy meal like you. Not to mention other humans that prey on the weak and vulnerable. Without you knowing, he will deal with threats before you even realize it.

Mortals are fragile with short life spans.( I thought he doesn't like to think about too often)

Sir will drown you in compliments his smooth tongue and golden words will leave you red as he describes how much he loves you. He's very poetic! His love language is physical touch and words of affirmation.

I feel like his ideal date would be a nice candlelight dinner or a nightly stroll under a clear Starry Sky. He seems like the romantic type. Dressing up for you and sweeping you off your feet.

He thirsts for your blood, your veins smell rich and irresistible but he could never hurt you, if he lost control he would never forgive himself. There are times when he came close to asking you for just a taste to only turn away.

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Hot Cold

Cw: dubcon, branding(with cig), facefucking, rough sex, smoking, aggressiveness, bondage, sadism, no aftercare, maybe one little forehead kiss.

Grusha x Male! Reader Commission for @spideroni ~ thank you so much for your support I hope you enjoy

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The air was cold, and not because of a blizzard raging outside. No, it was your pissy boyfriend who recently has been acting strange.

Coming home after work, he had been really short with you. Giving you attitude, whether it was passive or aggressive, or sometimes ignoring you outright. Grusha would rather storm outside and have a cigarette than have a damn conversation with you, and it was getting on your nerves as well. You weren't aware that you were dating a damn child.

You thought just giving him some time to himself would help him cool off, but nothing has changed, and you're growing tired of his attitude toward you.

Grusha idly sat on the couch with his phone. His phone rings, he grumbled even though the weather was deemed too dangerous to go to work. It seemed that he'll never catch a break. Seeing the chairwoman's name, he clenched his teeth but took the call, switching in his native tongue. Whether it was the water running in front of you, or the fact that he was speaking Spanish, you couldn't hear the entire thing when you started the water for the dishes. You hadn't really started tuning in until the phone call was pretty much over. He growled, casting his phone to the side as soon as he ended the call, putting a hand over his face.

He leaned forward on the couch agitated and bounced his leg, his eyes glancing over at the door and the window cursing under his breath as the violent snow storm still raged outside.

You're washing the dishes, and from your peripheral vision, you saw your boyfriend took out a cigarette and lit it.

This was your breaking point.

"Could you not smoke in the house?"

Grusha completely ignores you, rolling his eyes.

"Hey!" You say a little louder.

Grusha clicked his tongue, muttering something under his breath, cigarette still in his mouth.

"Can I please get an explanation on why you've been acting more like an asshole than usual?"

Grusha pinches the bridges of his nose. He could already feel the migraine coming, having just got off the phone with the chairwoman.

"Could you atleast try not to be annoying today of all days?" Your boyfriend hissed. Usually, Grusha was used to handling anything by himself. However, the chairwoman constantly got on his back about his Pokemon battling career and the status of his gym. This slowly ate away his patience.

And that pretty face of yours being so bratty did not help. His patience was a thinning thread, and he was this close to turn your body and all its holes into a stress toy.

Without a word, he gets up from the couch, the cigarettes still between his fingers, making his way to the shared bedroom.

You watched him leave when he finally left the living room. Now deciding to follow him, he made an exasperated sigh, turning off the water and leaving the dishes half done, choosing to follow your boyfriend to the bedroom.

He puts the half-lit cigarette on the ashtray and watches as you practically barge through the door.

"Hey, I wasn't done–" You could have been nicer but in all honesty you weren't really having the best week either.

"If you keep nagging at me like that, I'm going to put your mouth to good use," Grusha growls, his icy blue eyes frozen over with bitterness.

You were taken back by his comment; anger at his witty retort bubbled within you while butterflies fluttered in your stomach. "Doll.. I am not in the mood to talk. I'm giving you one chance - just one - to leave me alone before I fold you over this bed and take out months of bottled-up anger and stress onto your body."

After a couple minutes of silence ignoring the warmth spreading across your face. You sealed your fate. "That doesn't mean you can smoke in the house–"

He grabs you by the collar, pushing you down onto the bed, grabbing a scarf as he climbs on top of you. You grab ahold of his arm, trying to shove his body off you, yet he doesn't budge. You twist and turn, trying to wiggle away from underneath him, all useless. The ex-pro athlete made sure to work hard to keep his form. You were not going to gain the upper hand and you lost the moment you picked a fight.

He secures your hands behind your back with a scarf, flipping you over on your stomach. Your eyes widen hearing the fabric of your clothing being ripped off of you, the man above you chuckled darkly, almost mocking you.

"Oh my, what happened to all that fire before?"

You pulled at the scarf with your arms, trying to unravel the knot with what you could work with. He watches you struggle with a sadistic smile on his face before flipping you on your back.

"It seems that you have forgotten your place," Grusha purrs, placing the cigarette back between his lips, inhaling and blowing smoke into your face. "You don't own me. I own you."

The cigarette bud hovered above your chest, your eyes widened at the burning. Your chest heaved as his hand wrapped around your throat, putting down pressure. You grit your teeth, growling in pain, feeling the sting of the hot cigarette right against your chest. His knee parts your legs, pressing right down on your crotch.

He goes for another puff from his cigarette, his leg rubbing harder against your covered cock. Your breath shakes from the friction. It starts to become addictive, the heat pooling into your loins.

Finally he hears you sing your moans of pain and pleasure. When he presses the hot cigarette onto another spot of your body, this time on your collarbone. It was just barely high enough for you to cover it tomorrow. Your toes curl at the hot pain, your back arching when you put more pressure onto your swelling bulge as soon as he makes contact.

He pulls your pants down, your breath shook, feeling his hand squeeze your balls before immediately colliding it with your soft ass. Taking you by surprise, you bite back a squeal and stifle back further sounds as he begins striking it over and over you. However, leaving your ass red wasn't enough. 

He bit his lip, his cock stirring in his pants when a delicious, devilish thought popped into his mind. He takes another puff of the cigarette, you cry out his name, feeling the hot burning sensation on your ass cheek, this time; he traces the letters of his name right on the flesh, branding you as his property. 

Grusha was satisfied for now, idly leaving the cigarette between two of his fingers, occasionally taking another breath in. Chuckling when his eyes met your pleading ones.

"You were so talkative before. What happened?" He smirked, his hands gliding upon your body as he maneuvers you to face him. Your eyes fell upon his crotch and his fingers diligently worked to take off his belt and pants.

"No matter, I did say I was going to put that mouth to good use, and I am a man of my word." He takes his already-hardening cock out of his pants.

"Mouth. Open," Grusha demanded. You hesitated for a moment, glaring at him at those ice blue eyes flashing with red anger. Putting his thumb on your bottom lip, forcing your mouth open, his fingernails split your lip and forced your jaw open for him.

"I said open slut!"

His cock immediately gets jammed down your throat. His finger is jumbled in your grip, tightening as your mouth engulfs his thick cock. Your senses are overrun by his taste and smell, making your head spin. You tried to take all of him without gagging from the burn in your throat,

You feel every vein roll across your tongue as he makes you swallow all of him, your nose nestling against his drapes. Your cock was straining in your pants, your body pressed deliciously against the mattress. You can't help but slightly rut your hips in rhythm as your boyfriend begins to move, his grip tightening around your locks. He showed no mercy in his pace.

You could swear his eyes lit up when he felt your throat tighten, gagging on his dick.

The mix of pain you felt twisting with pleasure was addictive. You wanted more of the salty taste of his pre-cum on your tongue; the strong scent of your boyfriend's natural scent mixed with his crisp cologne made your brain melt.

"Don't tell me you're actually getting off to me like this?" he smirked. Sliding his cock out of your mouth only to flip you over, he lets out a drawn out groan when your throat bulges from his cock when he slides right back in. You lay there obediently; eyes glazed over with lust. You don't even remember why you were mad at him in the first place. All you can think about is how his balls slap against your face when Grusha face fucked you.

He placed a hand around your neck, wanting to feel his thick cock slide right in there. He wants to feel your throat tightening as you suck every last drop of cum from his tightening balls. He switches to deeper, harder thrusts when he leans forward, wrapping another hand around your cock, rhythmically moving up and down your toes curl, moaning around his shaft. 

Your lover grinds against your face. You want your hands free to touch and caress his body to grab his hips and make him move fuck himself with your throat through his orgasm.

Grusha's, the pleasure becoming too much, eyes flutter. "Your s-so good, with your mouth around me like that I- FUCK!"

He cries out, filling your throat with his seed, watching you eagerly drink every last drop of him. Stilling his hips making sure he gives you every last drop of him. He slides his semi hard cock out of you giving you a moment to breathe. He moves you from the edge of the bed to the pillows. Giving you a kiss on the forehead.

"Sorry about before," he whispers his fingers running through your hair. "You look a little tired so I'll give you a moment to rest but I'm not done with you. I still feel really pent up"

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Hot Night Chilling Touch 

Grusha x Male! Reader

Commission request for @spideroni

Thank you so much for the Commission!!!!

Nsfw

Cw: Dubcon, public sex(bathroom fucking), jealous sex

WC: 2K

The faint beat of the music from the nightclub reaches your ears as you and your date step out of the car into the parking lot of the building. Levincia, being hot, humid, and much more lively than the small humble town of top Glaseado Mountain, Grusha wasn't used to crowds since he hadn't really left the mountain since he was a pro athlete but never had he ever gone to a club before.

And you, who had been starving to get out of the house for a while and saw glowing reviews for 'The Static' about its alcoholic beverages and overall ambiance, were immediately sold!

The rain only added to the atmosphere. The pink glow of the sign in the outline of its mascot, a Flaaffy, and the yellow of the club's name just underneath it, caught your attention as you both made your way to the building, your arm linked with your date.

"The music is loud," Grusha stated, just low enough for you to hear.  

"That is normal, yes," you replied with a smile.

He sneaks a glance at you. The both of you had dressed up before you left. He was wearing a simple light blue fading dress shirt, but it seemed you dressed up. He had never seen you in a suit before; you looked pretty good.

Luckily being a weekday night, the club wasn't too crowded, but that will be sure to change later. The night is still young; after all, your boyfriend took his chance to dance with you. That's what people at clubs do, right?? He just wanted to spend time with you, which he's always happy to do no matter where—practically guiding you to a part of the dance floor with fewer people.

Grusha pulled you closer to him, an arm around your waist, that small charming smile he reserves only for you, his icy blue eyes soft and warm, still sparkling in the colored light, his baby blue hair down in a loose ponytail, and his lean body in a simple dress shirt had your heart racing. 

Unsure of what to do, Grusha's body starts to move, swaying slowly; you chuckle at his awkward movements, and he laughs with you.

"I'm not much of a dancer…"

"Do you want me to teach you?" You reply a little more smug than you intended, his face Flushing, eyebrows furrowing as he playfully Taps you on the back, that smile turning into more of a smirk.

" Shuddup, I'm trying my best…."

You take the lead anyway. Grusha hoped that the lights hid the red on his face.

Later in the night, the crowd was becoming a little much for your beloved date, so he watched you dance from the bar. Not wanting his decision to recharge his social battery a little bit stops you from having your fun. However, he'd be stupid to leave you out without supervision. And his hunch was correct. A man who had been eyeing you for a while now suddenly got up from his chair, walked up to you, and caught Grusha's eye as he brought the glass of alcohol to his lips. His brows twitch as the well-dressed-looking young man stroked up a conversation with you by the way he looked at you, how his eyes looked up and down, complimenting the suit you were wearing. And you, the cute oblivious idiot you were, smiled and thanked him. 

He wasn't the first idiot Grusha saw staring at you all night. He could practically feel people's eyes on you. In all honesty, he doesn't blame them at all. Just look at you in that outfit showing off your form yet leaving some room for imagination. Halfway through the night, you even started to unbutton it slightly; perhaps the atmosphere was getting to you. His first mistake was letting you leave the house with that outfit. In his defense, he did not know how many uncivil animals they'll be practically eye fucking you.

But he was just as guilty. Maybe it was the outfit, maybe it was the alcohol, or perhaps it was your outfit, but you looked incredibly irresistible. He had been staring at you all night as well, feeling his cock beginning to stir. That outfit was getting ripped apart as soon as he got his hands on you.

Grusha growled as He downed the rest of his glass before approaching when the sleaze bag stepped closer.

To you, you were just having a lovely conversation with somebody until feeling an arm wrap around your waist.

"Can I help you?" Grusha says, not hiding his irritation, glaring daggers at the absolute idiot who decided to test his patience today; everything about him shouted 'go away'.

The guy took the hint and looked slightly irritated that you were taken, leaving without a word.

You gave Grusha a confused look 

"Grusha… Wh-ah!"

Before you could question, he grabbed your arm, dragging you to an empty bathroom.

As soon as that door closed, he guided you to the sink, his hand slamming down on the marble, trapping you with Nowhere to Run His breath was hot and smelled of the alcohol they served at the bar.

The bittersweet taste on his tongue made you melt. His hands roamed your body, fingers playing with the buttons of your fancy little suit. He grabs the waistline of your pants, pulling you closer, wrapping an arm around you for support. His hot breath tickles your ear as he growls.

" Fucking Tease… tell me did you wear something nice to show yourself off to all these people even though you're mine?"

 You gasp against his lips when you feel his hips grind against your pant leg. 

His hand smacks your clothed thigh.

"Answer"

 Your mind was racing! Was he going to- Here?! With the party on the other side of the door, "I just thought the suit was ni-!"

SMACK

" excuses will only make things worse, dear; now, on your knees."

 Heat is rushing to your cheeks; your eyes dart to the bathroom door.

"here?!"

"duh… wasn't the reason why you brought me here to make me get out more, experience new things…? Right now, I want your hot mouth on my heavy cock, in this bathroom at this club."

Grusha snarled, his hands fumbling with his belt undoing the buckle. Pulling his pants down just enough for his half-hard cock to Spring free.

He wraps his hand around it, giving it a few Strokes. Watching your boyfriend's big cock swell in his hand made you drool.

"Knees." He demands, putting his hand on your shoulder as he forces you on your knee, his thumb pressing against your lip, making your mouth open, and you cling to his pants. You couldn't help but squirm in your place, feeling your cock begin to swell

"Mmh… Good boy~ come on, tongue out as well~" you stick your tongue out. Grusha smirks, his blue eyes clouded with lust at the sight before him, ready and wanting. 

He slaps his cock against your tongue. His fingers tangled within your locks, forcing his cock down your throat. You choke and gag on his thick cock. Nails digging into his ass, trying to get used to how he was treating your throat, harsh and deep thrusts. Every moan, every whine, every gag made him throb.

" Taking me so well tonight, darling… do you like the idea that anyone could just walk and see us fucking, see that you are mine?" 

His pace picks up, favoring a faster pace than his previous slow and deeper one. Your eyes flutter with the taste of his precum, and each vein you feel slides against your tongue, going straight to your loins. You slip your hand underneath your pants, his thick shaft muffling your moans as you feel how hard you've become. You continue to touch yourself, getting off to his taste, bobbing your head up and down, eager for him to fill your throat with his seed.

Although Grusha had other plans, fist in your hair, he removes his cock from your hot dripping mouth.

" Fuck… Fuck… I can't wait; I need you; I need to be inside of you right now! Get up."

He demanded in a dark tone which you obeyed immediately. He pressed you against the bathroom wall; his tongue slid into your mouth once again. He practically ripped off your pants, his hard cock wet with your saliva, rubbing deliciously against your own. The friction was heavenly, but this wasn't what he wanted; giving his wet cock a few more strokes, he moved it toward your entrance.

You break his kiss, practically begging him to use you—your silent begging music to his ears.

" Now be good and take all of me…." Grusha murmured, pushing in and then out with shallow thrusts, slowly working his cock deeper and deeper.

"G-Grusha!! Ah-mph!"

Generally, on any other day, he would adore the way you scream his name, but here, at this moment, he rather not have anyone barge in. Slapping a hand over your mouth 

"Quiet! U-unless you want everyone to see how much of a f-fucking slut you are…." 

He continues to move slowly but surely; he fills you up completely. He grows in frustration pulling your tie off and wrapping it around your mouth, using it as a gag so he can free his hand 

His body presses you harder against the wall supporting you with his own body as he lifts your other leg; you instinctively wrap your legs around him as he holds you suspended. He could feel your tight hole clench hard around him as he slowly slid out. 

Your squeals were silenced by the gag when he slammed inside of you, his head resting on your shoulder; his pace was fast and brutal, practically drilling you into the bathroom wall of the club. The music from the dance floor was still blaring. However, the only thing the two of you could focus on was each other. You could already feel your cock throbbing from touching yourself earlier, making precum and smearing it all over your boyfriend's dress shirt as he fucked you with no remorse. Those sparkling blue eyes darkened with lust, watching as your face twisted in pure pleasure, an image he'll surely burn into his mind forever. The sting of your fingernails digging into his back increases his pleasure. Your orgasm hits you like a train shooting your cum all over yourself and Grusha. 

Grusha, however, is far from done, fucking you through your orgasm; your whole body squirms, your legs shaking as he pushes you beyond overstimulation.

You beg for him to come for you, but with the gag in your mouth, it is useless. You're desperate begging, only arousing him more.

Chasing his orgasm at this point, he fucks you with reckless abandon, his steady pays decimating, completely losing himself in your tight hole.

"Close! Close! So close! you make me feel so good-!" He buries his face against your shoulder, sinking his teeth into the flesh. Marking you as his. he explodes, rutting against your ass, making sure you take all of them load after load of his hot seed.

He leans against you, catching his breath and basking in the afterglow of his orgasm.

Grusha slides his now softened cock out of you, peppering your face with kisses, removing the tie from your mouth before kissing your lips, humming in delight when your fingers come through his messy blue locks.

Your legs were practically jelly; as soon as your feet planted on the ground, they shook and gave out "Careful!" Grusha panicked, catching you before you could hit the ground. His chest swelled with pride. He lets you lean on him while he gathers any clothes the two of you may have scattered off the bathroom floor.

Your boyfriend sighs. "Let's get you cleaned up and go home. I'm exhausted…."

The both of you left the bathroom together despite no one seeming to know what happened there; everyone was too invested in their alcohol and loud music to care. Your face was red with embarrassment. Grusha, however, had a smug look on his face.

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Beauty and the Red Beast

OC Pecha x Holt

Pecha belongs to @peachypede! Thank you so much for commissioning this writing :)

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Sfw

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Holt's farm was unique. Usually, farmers had their property spanning for miles on a flat plane. But Holt's property is still very large. His property only extends outward into a densely wooded area.

Pecha has only seen Holt go beyond its trees when he tells her he is going for a smoke late in the evening every day since the hybrids and animals stay clear of that part of the farm: the wrestling trees and vastness of the wilderness entrenched the women.

Her duties were finished, and her boss left the property for groceries and farming supplies.

With boredom stirring within, she makes her way to the edge of the property. A fence separated the forest from familiarity.

Her heart skips a beat, remembering her childhood years, looking for wild edible berries, mushrooms, nuts, and veggies!

Having never been to this place before, who knows what she could find?

With that, the brown-haired girl hopped the fence.

Walking into the forest without a second thought.

She felt the cool autumn breeze in her hair. She danced underneath the tree canopies, feeling the soft, fertile soil beneath her boots along with gentle crunches of the fallen leaves. It was around the perfect time to find mushrooms, as the soil was ripe with nutrients and dead plant matter. Pecha journeyed far enough before she started to look, her eyes wide with wonder, looking at the bark under leaves in logs. She had heard that even the residents stay clear of the forest. It was out of season for game hunting.

Mushrooms and wild berries she'd only seen in books growing wildly, abundantly, and beautifully. From thorny blackberries to ripened blueberries, tiny puffball mushrooms. She should have brought her basket! When she turned around, she saw a vast puffball mushroom. Her mouth hung open in awe before smiling wide. Despite not having a basket, she was sure that she could bring it all home.

"I could make dinner with this!"

She murmured. She could use the leftover meat and vegetables they've kept from the farm to make a mushroom stew.

She touched the puffball mushroom, preparing to pull it until She heard the wrestling of the trees, then the flapping of feathers.

Pecha stopped dead in her tracks as she felt a presence. A shadowy silhouette casted on the ground before her, showing a figure with giant wings, a sight that made her hair stand on end.

"Hello, human girl. What are you doing in the forest all by yourself?" A voice melodic yet sinister.

Pecha slowly turned her head; her heart stopped.

A hybrid. Brown and white feathers covering its masculine body. His piercing eyes glow a faint gold in the setting sun are that of an owl as he stares Pecha down like prey. Its skin is porcelain white, decorated with brown feathers. With a grin full of sharp teeth.

Pecha was frozen, her hands shaking. The owl's heartbeat, which towered over the cowering woman, expanded his brown wings, blocking out any light as he inspected the human girl beneath him.

"Where is your mate dear?"

He purred. He reaches out to touch her. His human hands looked more like talons, his claws sharp and monstrous, coming closer to her face. Pecha, stricken with fear to even speak, could only muster a whimper as she tilted her head away, her eyes screwed shut, tears forming in her eyes when she felt the gentle caress of the creature.

"Do you not have one?" The creature speaks again; his smile widens. His talons scratch into the tree bark as he practically pins her to the ground; his other hand on Pecha's cheek moves to her quivering lip and chin.

"Then I shall be a good-"

He rotates his head, and a red blur tackles him to the ground. A giant red wolf pins his wings, holding the harpy to the ground.

The owl harpy screeches in pain, feeling the wolf's cause to dig into its delicate wings. Before He could bear its teeth at the hybrid's throat. The harpy swings its talons into the Red Wolf, cutting deep. Holt held in pain, his grip loosening for the heartbeat to escape. Its wing hurt, bleeding but not broken, as he took off to the sky, flying as fast as he could away from the human girl and the werewolf.

Pecha was covering her ears, burying her head in between her legs as she curled herself against the tree.

Holt nudges his nose against the poor girl. He rolls his tongue across her forehead to get her attention. Pecha's eyes, red from crying, looked up into his eyes; when she looked up at him, she was no longer scared, looking at the beast in awe. Looking deep into his eyes, she knew who it was. She wasn't afraid. How could she be? After he had just saved her life.

Holt licks her tears away before wincing in pain, his brown, red fur stained with more red on his belly, his fur soaked with blood. Pecha's eyes widen, looking at the gash wound across his stomach.

"Oh no, that looks bad." She says.

Holt was confused…

She didn't look scared, or terrified, or even disgusted. Instead, Pecha patted his head, caressed his cheek, and even played with his ears with a little smile.

Taking a handful of her clothing and ripping it, using it as cloth, She presses it against the wound. Holt grumbled, his tail thumping on the ground. It's stung, but he's been through worse. Holt wasn't even sure why he was letting Pecha touch him. But he knew that he didn't want her to stop.

"Thank you for saving my life, Holt." Pecha smiled. She wanted to wrap his arms around him, but that would only hurt him.

The wolf's eyes widened.

How did she-?!

And why wasn't she scared??

Holt spent all of his life hiding and being a monster. Now, here is this girl that he hired for cheap work, booping his nose, petting him like he were a dog. Her clothing is now ruined as she tries to stop the bleeding on his stomach as she tries to look for other wounds on his big body.

The clothes on her back were all she had, but it was enough to get the wound at least somewhat wrapped up or for it to stop bleeding enough for her to bring him back to the farm.

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@anaoryx commission for an OC X Canon

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OC Zoey x Alec in...

We will be reunited

Sfw cut for length

Zoey begged and pleaded for Kamado to open the gates to the village.

He stood on the watchtower, arms crossed, glaring down at her as she tried to explain what she had been through. Holding up the red chain in her hands. With this material, she needs better tools to craft a poké Ball with, and only one person can do so.

On the other side, Alec, a friend she had known for a long time now, someone very dear to her. Heard her voice from the other side of the wall. Alec, His heart pounding hearing that familiar voice, looked up at his boss.

Alec knew Zoey's innocence, And she was only trying to help the village even now. But Kamado did not trust her; since she did not belong here, he thought that she was the sole cause of not only the time-space distortions, but the reason why the pokémon were going crazy.

Somehow, She got through to him.

"Open the gates!" His voice booms, ordering the galactic members to turn the cranks. The wooden gate creaks as it opens. His eyes widened at Kamado's decision. He wanted to run towards Zoey and tackle her in a hug. But Kamado had already separated the two as the red-haired heroine approached.

The red chain in her hand, she presented it to Kamado.

"Please, there's a way to fix this, Commander-!" Zoey sounded weak and tired; she hadn't had a good night's sleep in so long.

"Do not call me Commander outsider."

Zoey knew Kamado's disdain for her, but it still hurt after everything she did. She saw the town as a family!

Kamado glanced back, glaring at Alec. Alec, not wanting to make an enemy of the commander, stood down. He knew that Zoey wouldn't want him to get in trouble, even though it hurt him to see her like this. She was being treated like a dangerous animal rather than a human being.

Zoey took a while to speak; She was shaking, whether it be from rage or being scared, Alec could tell.

"Com-Kamado, I need to see Professor Laventon; I need him to turn this red chain into a Pokeball. Please, He's the only one who can do this."

Kamado snatches the red chain from her hand. "I will give this to him. It will be done by tomorrow, but you are not allowed in the village. I'll find someone to hand it over to you, and you will get out of my sight. Is that clear?"

Zoey stayed silent, only nodding her head.

With that, Kamado leaves, signaling the people to close the gates. The last thing she saw was Alec with a look of worry on his face. As the gates close behind her, Kamado drags the red chain to the ground, demanding Alec to his side.

Zoey slept in the forest just outside the village. She still had some supplies for camping out after just a tent. She was stoking the makeshift fire. Flygon was by her side. She had noticed the sadness of her dear trainer and rubbed against her to comfort her.

Zoey smiled, patting the dragon-type pokémon on the head. Flygon trilled at the attention, licking her trainer's cheek. Zoey giggled, wrapping her arms around her pokémon partner.

"Thank you for cheering me up, bud. I'm okay. I just want this all to be over."

Flygon chirped in agreement.

Suddenly, her head perked up, hearing The bushes that surrounded their humble camp rushling. Flygon, ready to protect her friend, bears her teeth snarling at the unknown sound. A Braviary hopped out of the bushes, playfully tackling the ground-type pokémon to the ground. Flygon, with a sniff, immediately knew who it was growling happily, her tail thumping the ground. Zoey noticed her pokémon's reaction confused because, to her knowledge, they'd never met this pokémon before.

"Braviary! Come back!" A familiar voice!

Appearing out from the bushes was a person, brandishing his Zoroark mask.

Zoey immediately knew that mask. Before Alec could even take off the mask, Zoey tackled him. The masked man let out a laugh, holding Zoey in his arms. "I knew you'd be here!"

She carefully held the wooden Zoroark mask, lifting it, uncovering his face. It has been so long since she had seen those eyes. Shimmering purple.

"How did you find me? I thought the gates to the village closed." Zoey asked.

Alec smiled and nodded his head over at his newly evolved bird pokémon.

"So Rufflet evolved! I almost didn't recognize him; He was so small and cute before. Now look at him!" Zoey gushed at Braviary, who was now play-wrestling with Flygon. To the dragon pokémon's surprise, the bird pokémon had gotten significantly stronger now and was putting up a good fight.

"I'm sorry, Zoey, I should have been with you," Alec said.

Without Zoey, The village is quiet, almost dead. Professor Laventon, Rei, and Akari were worried sick; not just them but everyone in Team Galaxy was concerned. Nearly questioning the commander's decisions because of how much she helped them. But, of course, Commander Kamado banned anyone from speaking about Zoey. If anyone were to speak anything about her and her weird green dragon bug, their job would be on the line.

However, unbeknownst to Alec, since Zoey's banishment, no one has changed more than Alec himself; he would always stare off into space whenever the commander was not around, and the only thing that would come out of his mouth was Zoey 'Was she okay? Where is she? Can I find her?' And they can't blame him. Their feelings for each other were very noticeable. Kamado especially knew how attached he was to Zoey, so he kept an extra eye on him.

Zoey shook her head. "No, Alec, I wanted you to stay. I needed you to protect the village. Since that day when the sky got weird, pokémon have been acting more violent; I've seen it for myself!"

Zoey had been okay with the help of Cogita and Volo, as well as behind the scenes help from Iridia, Adaman, and Cyllene. She was OK. But of course, every day for the last couple of months, she missed Alec terribly. Oh, how she wanted to fly back to the village, scream at Kamado, and run back into Alec's arms.

Hearing that Zoey needed him made his heart flutter; as much as he was so worried about her, he trusted her. "So…what have you been doing? Everyone else in the Galaxy Team has been worried sick."

The red-haired trainer had no idea where to start! With the riddles and the lake trio. The violent alpha guardian standing in her way. And the more frequent time-space portals.

But now that she finally had someone to talk to!

"There's a way to fix this!" Zoey said with a bright smile.

But when Alec gave her a happy yet confused look. Zoey giggled, apologized, and started from the beginning.

Alec, in awe, listened when Zoey told him about the red chain, as foretold in ancient scriptures about its power to control The God Almighty Sinnoh.

The spirits of the lake, and they're puzzling riddles with their alpha guardians protecting them.

How the God Sinnoh was neither Palkia or Dialga, as they spoke and announced themselves in the heads of the two clan leaders. That shocked Alec the most. If the Lord of Space and the Lord of Time weren't Almighty Sinnoh, then who was?! When was it possible Almighty Sinnoh was something even higher than them, a god that even those two must answer to?

This was all…a lot, and Zoey was doing this all alone…

A thought that Alec could not stand.

While Zoey was risking her life for all of Hisui, Alec was under house arrest.

Alec, or any of The Galaxy team that were on Zoey's side, couldn't go on excursions out of fear that they would try to reach out to her or find her…and all for what? The Commander's ego?

Alec grabbed Zoey's hands, making the trainer flush.

"Take me with you…tomorrow when you get that red chain Pokeball. Please take me with you!"

To distort what the commander says or what the commander does to him, being by her side was all that mattered. Doing what was right and saving the world was all that mattered! Zoey was more important to him than the skewed code of honor and ethics that the commander followed.

Zoey stared into Alec's determined eyes; she did not want Alec to lose his position in the Galaxy team. But, She didn't want to be alone again. And now that she is sure that she had found a way to stop this and save all of Hisui. She needed all the help she could get!

Zoey's pondering face turned into a confident one; that confident smile he fell in love with.

Alec smiled, letting go of her hands. He crawled out of her tent.

"All right, I have to go home- I'll meet you here tomorrow try and get some-"

"W-wait!” Zoey shouted, cutting him off. Her cheeks burned red, summoning the courage to ask him as Alec stood there waiting for her to respond.

"C-can you stay? J-just for the night, I mean."

Alec inhaled, his heart beating thumping fast, hard in his chest, His eyes widening. How could he say no? He would be a fool if he did!

Without a word, he crawled back into the tent, and the two stayed together that night.

The morning came upon the pair slowly.

The two could not sleep last night. All they did was talk- Small talk, silly things- Anything to distract them from the looming threat of facing whatever lies beyond. All they had to do was summon the red chain and stand face-to-face to whatever lies beyond. It could be Almighty Sinnoh…or it could be something else, something far beyond their imaginations.

But one thing was sure: they were going to do it together.

Packing up camp silently, they headed back to the village only for Laventon to come running out of the giant wooden gates as they loudly creaked open.

The professor was a wreck, eye bags with no sleep, possibly for working on the origin ball with the red chain bunched up in his hand. He yelled out, looking for Alec.

And when he saw Zoey, his eyes widened in disbelief

"ALEC!" The professor screamed before smiling at Zoey ."Good morning. He's-"

"Have you seen Commander Kamado?!"

Alec shook his head. "I've been with Zoey all night."

Laventon gave him a concerned look before continuing, "I was looking for the Commander to deliver the red chain and the ball to you, Zoey! Commander Kamado never leaves his office, but to my surprise,e I couldn't find him anywhere, and when I tried to ask, the Galaxy team would not give me a straight answer…"

The two trainers just looked at each other. Zoey broke the silence.

"You don't think…"

Their answer was confirmed when a galaxy member rushed up to the three, out of breath. "Sorry, the commander threatened us not to tell you, but He made a rant about taking matters into his own hands, and when we asked him, he told us that he was going to deal with the threat by himself without in his words 'Zoey's stupid rocks'"

Her eyes widened, putting her palms into her hands. "Over the love of…The commander doesn't know what he's doing. He's going to get himself killed!"

There was no time to waste; Laventon put the ball and the red chain in Zoey's hands. "Talk to Cyllene before you leave. She wanted to see you soon after Kamado rushed out."

They walked to the village. The village people stared at Zoey as they made their way to the Galaxy building. Cyllene at her desk, pinching the bridge of her nose. When she sees the red-haired trainer, she turns her chair. Zoey could almost make out the faintest hint of a smile. Before the lady sighs, "After what you've been through, we have no right to ask you for help again, but please—kicking you out was not a unanimous decision. But please, the commander was a fool. Go up there and stop that idiot from riling up whatever the hell you saw." Her voice shook. Cyllene normally was a calm woman, but now, as our colleague and boss makes a rash decision, potentially getting himself and everyone else killed, She could not stay calm.

Even though the past few months have been hell, she lived out in the ancient retreat alone. Zoey could not abandon those in danger even though they treated her like outsiders. She loved the Pokémon and the villagers she had made friends with.

"I'll do it, Captain Cyllene."

The Captain smiled. She knew Kamado would blow his top over her decision, but she'd handle him. She was sure the stubborn commander would change his mind. I ife red-haired outsider saved his life.

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Hisuian Snow: Zoey & Flygon vs Garchomp

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The abomasnow, desperate to protect their little ones, and Alec, who promised to help them, gave everything they got to hold back the vicious alpha Garchomp. Alec, as he was pulling the sled with the two injured Snover, couldn't help but look back to see the dragon titan overpowering the two Pokemon at once, launching one back with a devastating dragon tail attack before slashing the other one ferociously, gaining the upper hand of two giant Pokemon with ease. This was the true power of a dragon type.

 Alec swore he felt his heart stop when its glowing blood-red eyes met his. The garchomp's roar shook the ground, and it took one step, then two. Before long, it is approaching at full speed at the group intending to kill and raising its claw for a slash attack. 

 Suddenly, a call of an unknown Pokemon caught the Alpha's attention. A green blur dashed past the team, picking up the wing and snow. A swift dragon claw hit Garchomp in the face. The Garchomp shook off the damage the dragon-type attack stung, but it wasn't enough. It only made it angrier; letting out another earth-shattering roar before ending it in a growl, it shook its whole body, its eyes on its attacker as if trying to tell it something. Seeing Flygon as a worthy opponent as another dragon type challenged her. Flygon claws scratching against the ground. The disturbed snow settled, revealing the Pokemon and the trainer on her back. The Mirage Pokemon's tail whipped back and forth, her wings beating as she roared back, accepting the Alpha's challenge. Zoey hopped off her partner's back, ready for battle.

Zoey had rushed in at the nick of time. When she returned for her Excursion, she noticed that Cyllene was gone. When she heard that, she went to investigate a nearby distortion. Zoey put her goggles on and hopped back on the back of her dragon Pokemon. 

All she saw was the Garchomp coming after them; she didn't think; her body reacted. And her Flygon was on the same page, dive-bombing into the distorted area, readying an attack. Thanks to her goggles, the wind whipping around in the time distortion did not bother her.

This Pokemon was foreign to Alec; its goggle-looking eyes and horn-like antennae mesmerized him. And the owner of cf the Flygon piqued interest as well. Controlling Pokemon was rare enough; however, controlling a dragon type known for their wildness, stubbornness, and power was. Taming one was almost unheard of, much less training one. 

"Flygon! Dragon claw!" The red-haired trainer called out her yellow scarf, fluttering in the wind as her partner took off kicking up the snow. She was so fast she dodged the sharp claws of the alpha easily for unleashing another devastating attack. The mysterious trainer locked eyes with Alec for the first time. "GET OUT OF HERE! GO!" Zoey screamed; Flygon flew in directly to help distract the Garchomp and hopefully hold it back long enough for the team to get to safety. She had this handled. Alec grits his teeth. He wanted to help, too, but how? Cyllene grabbed his arm, stopping him from moving any further. " It's too dangerous! We need to get cover!" Alec just nodded as they sneaked away to the corner of the distortion, hiding behind a rock, tending to the sick snover as much as they could till they could get help from professionals.

To the large Garchomp, Flygon was merely a fly, but she had the upper hand. She was fast, and she hit hard. With her wings, she nimbly zipped, dodging Garchomp's tail, claws, and fangs. Her Rocktomb attack didn't leave a scratch on the Garchomp's rough skin, and she started feeling the recoil damage from her constant clawing. So she kept at a distance, flying in circles around the alpha, hitting it with a barrage of flamethrowers. However, Flygon got too close, and like a little pest, she got swatted with its powerful tail, its body getting dragged into the snowy ground, hitting a tree just behind her trainer. "Flygon!" Zoey yelled, rushing over to her partner as she rummaged through her bag for something to heal her best friend. 

The Alpha was focused on the Pokemon it challenged. However, it realized it was getting help from the human, especially after he saw the red-haired human quickly give the Flygon something to heal her. Letting out a growl, the Garchomp set its sights on the red-haired human. Flygon's eyes widened as the Garchomp rushed at Zoey, preparing a slash attack. Flygon weakly cried out, catching her attention ."What's wrong bud?" Zoey responded calmly. With her snout,flygon pointed behind her. When Zoey looked behind her, her body acted on impulse. Flygon, being her most precious friend and the one in the worst shape she, shielded her with her body.

Alec's eyes widen in surprise, watching Zoey, who is much weaker than Flygon, put her life on the line for her. His heart rushed with emotion, fear, admiration, and something else he couldn't quite recall, all swirling into one. He wanted to jump into the battle to help Zoey; it hurt that Alec couldn't; he had to help where he could. He wasn't fast enough or strong enough, nor did he have a beast under his control to fight with. All he could do was back and watch.

However, before the alpha could land a hit, the two Abomasnow back for a rematch and rushed to Zoey's side, landing a powerful ice punch with all its strength aiming directly for Garchomp's face.

One of the abomasnow was considerably weakened.  And in no condition to fight however his mate could, when Zoey's Flygon got better, she took to the skies directly toward the alpha while the weak abomasnow, who used up its last bit of strength on that ice punch, collapsed. The mate looked back, watching the red-haired human rush toward the fallen Pokemon with a bottle of homemade Pokemon medicine, its eyes locked with Zoey. The mate knew to trust this new human.

"Abomasnow!" Zoey yelled, getting the mate's attention. "Garchomp is weak to ice attacks. Use ice punch!" The Abomasnow stood there quiet for a moment before nodding. It understood her! The ice-type Pokemon let out a roar before running at the Garchomp, readying her fist for a barrage of punches. 

Flygon and the mother abomasnow quickly overwhelmed Garchomp with the combination of ice punches, Dragon Claws, and flamethrowers. Garchomp's strength was finally beginning to dwindle. 

The Garchomp had had enough, and it had one more attack up. It shielded the two Pokemon before using Dragon Dance with a burst of energy; it sent both Flygon and the mother flying, buying it just enough time. 

Now, it was his turn.

 Its mouth begins to glow in a blue light, getting hotter and hotter, steam coming from its maw. Zoey grits her teeth; she knows exactly what attack he will use, the dreaded Draco meteor… this was bad… The Dragon Tail attack damaged Flygon quite a lot, and there was no way Flygon would survive a Draco meteor. And there was no way the mother Abomasnow could fight on her own. But the two Pokemon trying to recover will not get to the alpha in time before it unleashes its great attack.

 However, before it shot the devastating attack, its eyes widened in fear as a Ghostly flame hit it in the throat, causing a large explosion. That explosion caused by the flame greatly damaged the failed Draco meteor recoil. Garchomp was weak and severely outnumbered by this new Pokemon, who had not shown its face was significantly more powerful than itself. The Garchomp let out a wine as it ran with its tail tucked between its legs.

Not long after the Garchomp left, the Distortion dispersed the violent winds, slowly calming down. When the threat was finally gone, the two Abomasnow practically collapsed on the ground, catching their breath. Flygon was exhausted, but it didn't stop her usual cheery self, practically trotting over to her trainer with her tail wagging.

Alec has been sneaking glances throughout the fight, watching how Zoey commanded and even protected her Flygon. Zoey was a brave individual; even in the face of danger, standing up to an alpha, she was definitely deserving of the dragon-type Pokemon who seemed to care a lot about her. Enough to protect her with her life.

As Zoey rested, tending to her Flygon and the two parents and, luckily, other than being banged up from the battle, she had no major injuries. Cyllene yelled out for Zoey to meet them at the village so they could tend to the sick Snover. Zoey nodded.

As she watched them leave. She noticed something in the snow… she knew after the battle, Alec ran ahead as if he was looking for someone. His footprint in the snow, along with the footprints of a large unknown Pokemon, seem to fade as if disappearing Into thin air. Maybe it was the Pokemon that helped finally defeat the alpha… judging by that ghostly Flame and the way its tracks disappeared instantaneously, it must have been a ghost type… but what ghost type was it… whatever it was, it wasn't a Pokemon she had seen. Its pawprints looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn't pinpoint what ghost type would have tracks like these.

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Alec x Zoey Emberwing

Hisuian Snow and flame

A Commission for @anaoryx

Zoey was one of the best in the Galaxy Team, being one of the only people to command those terrifying beasts, even having one of her own. However, she was already on another excursion at the time. Cyllene didn't know when the red-haired outsider would be back, and the civilian seemed persistent in wanting to explore the area where the land and everything around it seemed to twist and distort. However, like Zoey, the young man did not take no for an answer. Not even as the elders of the village scolded his stupidity for even caring about the livelihood of Pokemon right in front of her eyes, Alec was going to go anyway, whether Galaxy or the rest of the villagers liked it or not.

Alec was just like Zoey; he had a strange affinity for these beasts, like when he held the little bird Pokemon in its arms and now courageously and yet also stupidly walked up to the two massive Abomasnow as the snow titans glared down at him. He understood these Pokemon on a level that even the Galaxy Team, who swore to protect its people and figure out the mysteries of Pokemon, did not understand.

He was mesmerized remembering when he first saw her rushing into battle to help the Snovers' parents. Standing beside her was a Pokemon he had never seen before. With its striped tail and its wings shaped like diamonds, it was fast and ferocious. But then, here it was, gently playing with the rufflet and the village children.

Zoey had noticed Alec's eyes on her. As they both help Pesselle tend to the Injured Snover. "amazing, aren't they?" Zoe asked, her question catching him off guard; he hadn't even noticed that he was staring as his eyes immediately darted away from the red-haired trainer. Flustered, he stumbles over his words as he responds to her, "Uh, What?" Zoey is playing with Snover's hands "Pokemon." Alec smiles, his hand gently petting the other Snover as he remembers the Zoroark, that same Zorua he saved all those years ago. "Yeah, they are, aren't they."

However, his attention started to drift back to the redhead girl once again, not just her but her partner, the big green Pokemon that was now begging for her attention. "I've never seen anything like it," Alec said as Zoe scratched underneath her flygon's chin. "This is Flygon, my partner." Flygon purred in delight, its tail thumping against the ground as the rufflet and children still tried to play with it. Flygon wanted more; its eyes met Alec's as it leaned its head in closer. Alec froze up. Zoey chuckled at his reaction. "It's ok; Flygon is friendly. They want pets." Alec carefully brought his hand upon the dragon Pokemon's head skin, which felt different than any Pokemon he had held or touched. Instead of fluffy fur or feathers, Flygon was smooth and scaly.

Galaxy team's mission was to not only protect the people of Jubilife Village but also understand and survey the land and its Pokemon.

Alec knew he was an outsider of the village; it was apparent how the older residents looked at him in disdain and disapproval and when they would try to close the gates, locking him outside even when he had an injured Pokemon in his arms. He was relieved that he wasn't the only one fascinated with Pokemon.

He was just visiting Hisui to see a friend and visit his father. However, he couldn't stop thinking about that day as he lay in his futon staring up at the ceiling of his father's home, the memories of yesterday going through his mind. The Snover, his encounter with his old friend and that Team Galaxy member, the one with the Flygon who wrote on its back into battle. Together, they drove back the alpha Pokemon before being saved by Zoroark. Zoey shared his interest in Pokemon, and he could see why Flygon liked her so much. Alec sighed. He knew he wouldn't get any sleep, so he turned in his bed to see the empty Pokeball that Zoey gave him sitting on the floor, lying against his Zoroark mask.

Alec got up from his bed took his mask and that empty Pokeball; walking down to the Village, he wasn't surprised to see the gates closed, but he saw familiar bright red hair and that flygon. Zoey turned to see Alec, her jade-green eyes sparkling in the Moonlight. His face grew hot as he could not stay on hers, his eyes moving to the floor. "Hey, what are you doing at this hour?" Zoey asked, "Pokemon do get more dangerous at night."

" I could say the same to you," Alec said. Zoey looks nervous. "I'm Team Galaxy. It's my job to survey the land whether day, night, or shine." She wasn't technically lying, but it didn't look like she was out doing her job. "Ah…no, I'm actually taking Flygon out for a night flight." Zoey continued while giving her Pokemon much-needed pets. "Flygon, despite being the cuddliest Pokemon in the world, is quite scary to a lot of the villagers, so it doesn't roam outside of its Pokeball as much as it used to."

Flygon, happy to see another face, immediately gets closer to Alec, gently head-butting his shoulder. Alec greets his new friend, chuckling and scratching him under the chin, something he saw his trainer doing yesterday. "Your Flygon is amazing," Alec said in a low tone. Zoey couldn't help but smile, reminiscing, "It is; they were my only friend when I appeared here."

Ready for their flight, Flygon returned to Zoey's side. She hopped on her partner's back, holding out her hand to Alec. " Looks like you got somewhere to be; I can take you there. Plus, Cyllene would kill us both and say she found out I let out to wander the wilderness alone." Alec felt Heat rushing to his face before slowly taking your hand. Zoey helped him on the back of her partner.

When Alec would watch the birds high in the sky, he never thought he would share that same experience. His eyes were wide, too mesmerized by the beautiful sight to realize he was holding a young woman's hips. The twinkling stars under the full moon Illuminated them as they slowly dived underneath the clouds. Flygon made sure to keep at a slow pace for their first-time flier.

When they landed in the alabaster icelands, they hopped off Flygon to walk on foot. Hopefully, Alec could see his friend at least one more time. Maybe Zoroark wasn't here, or maybe it didn't want to show itself. After hours of looking in the same place and deeper into the forest, they found nothing, even after finding the same abomasnow and Snover, that was extremely excited to see the same people who saved them again.

Zoey tried to cheer Alec up when they noticed another familiar face excitedly hopping toward them, that same Rufflet that desperately flew to the Village in hopes of seeking help. That bird Pokemon was so excited to see the both of them hopping up and down happily. Alec smiled, thanking Zoey for being his company and Thanks Flygon for the ride and giving his uneaten Berry that the Snover gave him to the friendly Rufflet. When the bird Pokemon noticed they were going to leave, it called out to them, running as fast as its little legs could carry it back to Alec, wrapping its wings around his leg. "I'm sorry, little guy, I can't stay." Rufflet jumped onto its shoulder, making himself comfortable. Zoey smiled and remarked, "I think he wants to go with you, Alec." His eyes widened in surprise, taking out the Pokeball in his pocket; the rufflet was not scared even as he gently tapped the rufflet's beak; the shaking of the ball frightened him as he dropped it into the snow.

The ball shook once, twice, and after its third time, steam came up from the top.

" Congratulations, Alec, you caught your first Pokemon!" That night, Alec did not see his old friend again, but he made a new one. He will always remember that day even though he had to leave. He would come back not too long after his first visit. He was excited to see Zoey again. For some reason, he was the most excited to see her. His heart fluttered when Zoey wrapped her arms around him, happy to see him again. This time, he was planning to stay permanently, and his father was delighted; he would see his son more often; brought Alec's things into his home.

Zoey and Alec side by side, with Rufflet on his shoulder and Flygon at her side, walked through the double doors of the team Galaxy building. And Cyllene was happy to have a newcomer to join the ranks.

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