#Steven Stone Fic

[pokenimagines]

NSFW Prompt - Steven Stone perhaps? - “Fuck, right there, oh please don’t stop. I’m so close…no don’t pull out.”

Warning: This is NSFW so if you’re under the legal age or uncomfortable with content like this, please skip over this one!

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NSFW Steven Stone: Right There, Please...

"Fuck, right there, oh please don't stop." You groaned out, feeling Steven's cock inside of you. The man on top of you groaned at hearing your words, putting his hand through your hair and holding you down. Your ass in the air as your chest pressed down onto the bedding underneath you.

"You're doing so well for me, gem." Steven managed to say, his voice husky and almost right in your ear. He leant down, his bare chest pressing against your back. You groaned, feeling him going a bit faster, his cock scrapping your inner walls deliciously.

"I-I'm so close..." You mewled, feeling your legs shaking as your orgasm began building up in you. Then you felt his cock slowly sliding out of you, "No, don't pull out." You wanted to cry at feeling how empty you were without him nestled inside of you.

"Calm down, gem, I just wanted to admire you like this for a moment." Steven said, a finger sliding down your spine and making you shiver. You tried moving your hips over to him, wanting him to put his cock back inside of you. He was teasing you and it was the worst.

"Steven..." You pleaded and then a scream almost tore through you as he thrusted back into you with one solid motion.

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#Pokemon Ruby Sapphire and Emerald #Pokemon Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire #Pokemon RSE #Pokemon ORAS #Pokemon Omega Ruby #Pokemon Alpha Sapphire #Pokemon RSE x Reader #Pokemon ORAS x Reader #Pokemon Ruby Sapphire and Emerald x Reader #Pokemon Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire x Reader #Pokemon Omega Ruby x Reader #Pokemon Alpha Sapphire x Reader #Steven Stone x reader #Steven Stone #Pokemon Steven Stone #Reader x Steven Stone #Steven Stone Fic #Steven Stone Fanfic #Pokemon Steven Stone x Reader #spicy salt

[aspiringtrashpanda]

IT'S HOLIDAY EXCHANGE TIME! I had the honor of writing for a lovely member of the Stonely Fans server, and thanks to their incredible prompts, stumbled upon my favorite piece I've ever written. READ WE'RE JUST CARBON-BASED, WE'RE JUST PIXIE DUST HERE. There's also a fluffy little behind the scenes moment HERE.

#steven stone #champion steven #pokemon steven #tsuwabuki daigo #steven stone fic #stonely fans #aspiringtrashpanda #my writing #please ask me to write more about steven

[gay-jewish-bucky]

can we talk about the ableism/sexism of people having the serum change steve's sexual preferences?

so many people cannot fathom a disabled/chronically ill man who doesn't fit the masculine ideal (due to said health issues) being a dominant and/or a top, especially with a partner who is closer to normative masculinity, and must automatically be a bottom and submissive

yet once he gets the serum and becomes the perfect example of the masculine ideal there is no possible way that he could be a bottom or be submissive because that's not "manly" and magically turns into a dominant top

the serum amplifies what's already there, it wouldn't change what he likes in bed, it would strengthen it.

#part of the reason i have set in stone headcanons about preferences for s&b is how ableist i've found a lot of fics #anyway pre-serum bucky wanted to be topped and dommed by pre-serum steve soooo bad #so bad it made him look stupid #marvel #mcu #steve rogers #steven grant rogers #nsft #fandom critical #fanfiction #fanfic

[i-write-boop-spoops]

Link Cable (Pt. 2) - Steven Stone x Reader

thanks you so much to the anon who requested this! it's so juicy, i had to write it also why do i always write fics when i have an assignment due?

this of course, a sequel to Link Cable, so if you haven't read it yet, here's your chance! i think i should write a sequel to the leon version of that fic shameless plug to make it fair, yeah?

features: pregnancy, gn! reader, reader and leon are married, steven is angsty and full of regret. approx 800 words.

proofreading? i hardly know her!

He lets out a great sigh as he flops down on his plush seat. His left shoulder aches, spine sore and knees dull , a large sack of gems and stones nestled in the seat beside him. He groans a little as he rubs his injured shoulder.

He's getting too old for this.

No, that’s not true, he’s only just turned thirty-five. He just needs to take it easier from now on, not push himself as hard in the mine, not spend nearly a whole day there like he did today.

A chine rings out from the speaker. “The Hulbury-Wyndon express train will be departing the station shortly. Please take your assigned seats.”

Ah, it won’t be too bad. He’ll head back to the Rose of the Rondelands and avail of their spa, relax in their tepidarium and maybe get a massage. He’ll dine alone in their restaurant, with a glass or two of vintage whiskey, and turn in for an early night in his suite.

He leans back in his seat, and peruses the provided menu. Maybe he’ll order a cup of tea, and a small cake, a treat, for himself.

The sound of footsteps graces his ears. Looks like he won’t be the only passenger in the first class carriage. He doesn’t pay that any mind though, not even glancing away from the menu as they get situated a few seats behind him.

“Pleasure to have you on board Champion,” a feminine voice speaks aloud, no doubt the attendant for the first class passengers.

Steven blushes and shakes his head, putting the menu down. “Oh, there’s no need to call me-”

“Haha, I haven’t been Champion in years,” the friendly, bravado-rich voice of Galar’s previous champion rings out, followed by a soft, almost sheepish, chuckle.

Steven face falls.

Leon’s here.

He doesn’t dislike the man, no that’s not it, the mere mention of him just leaves a sour taste in his mouth and a panging in his chest. It’s envy, not malice.

After all, Leon has what he wants most… and he did so not through deceit or spite, he was just himself, a good man, a better man than he could ever be.

Steven sighs, he only has himself to blame.

“Would you like a hand with your luggage?” he hears the attend ask the other former champion.

Wait, if Leon’s here, does that mean…?

“Hehe, Lee’s got that covered,” your twinkling voice chines in, light and joyful. His heart skips a beat at the sound, even now, years since you last spoke, even longer since you were in love.

Despite himself, he glances between the seats, eager to get a glimpse of you.

There’s Leon, tall and broad, mane of crazy purple hair thicker and fuller than ever, an easy smile on his face as he effortlessly picks up a heavy looking suitcase and props it in the overhead rack. Like him, he’s older, looking more like a man now, but sill retaining that boyish charm. He must be about thirty.

And then, he spies you.

Shorter than Leon of course, and glowing more than ever, giddy smile on your lips, eyes wearing this almost cosy expression. You look good, not much different from when you last spoke. Your haircut is different sure, your style more casual, especially in those Shinotic-patterned overalls, but it’s unmistakably you.

His gaze drifts lower.

Steven’s heart aches at the sight, years of buried bittersweet feelings clawing out of the grave within his heart. Your stomach, ever-so-lovingly cradled by your hand, is swollen. Your bump’s not big, but it’s obvious.

You’re pregnant.

You’re pregnant with Leon’s child.

In a moment of weakness, awash in all his painful memories and mistakes, his mind runs  down a path forbidden to him, another universe, where it would’ve been him.

He’d have been the one who put that child in you.

He’d be your husband. He’d be the one to put a hand so fondly on your tummy, to help you into your seat, to indulge your strange cravings.

And he’d be there when your baby was born. He’d hold them so carefully, this perfect little mix of the two of you.

But they’re not going to be a mix of the two of you, are they? No, they’re gonna be a mix of you and Leon.

He has to stop himself from letting out a pained sigh. He presses his head against the seat, gazing upwards at the ceiling, his expression desolate.

He can’t change the past, he knows that. He can’t change the fact he neglected you and you found someone so much better, and yet, even now, what he would give to be in Leon’s position.

A part of him thinks to stand up, say something, congratulate you on this blessing, pat Leon on the shoulder, give this whole (disingenuous) show of support, but he’s not enough of a man to do that, to face you, with everything you ever wanted, everything you ever deserved.

So instead, he sits, and gazes out the window as the train rolls out of the station, pretending that, just down the aisle, someone else is not living the life he wants so desperately. That he should have lived, had he not been so selfish.

#steven stone x reader #steven pokemon #pregnancy #steven stone #champion steven #champion steven x reader #steven pokemon x reader #fic #request #silver haired dreamboat #tsuwabuki daigo x reader

[thena0315]

Would have preferred to see these four popular Champions in Ash's final season

As in, when Ash is wondering what to do now after becoming World Champion, he ends up stumbling across these Champions along the way and they offer their advice on what path to choose

#pokemon #ash ketchum #champion cynthia #champion steven #champion lance #champion diantha #steven stone #cynthia #lance #diantha #fic idea #anipoke #pokeani #aim to be a pokemon master

[trivial-writing]

I like to think Lance and Wallace are older than Steven, and they just treat him like a younger sibling. Wallace just moves Steven’s rocks and disorganizes them because Steven’s adhd/add makes him organize his collection a certain type of way. Meanwhile Lance just straight up takes his seat in Champion meetings. He stopped doing it after Cynthia announced Steven was her bf tho.

Also, Steven is just so sheltered that he literally doesn’t understand what a menstrual cycle is. It’s his big brothers who have to explain it to him. Steven’s just baffled, and is about to make a campaign for days off for menstrual cycles (that does not make any sense).

When Lance heard how Steven fought Team Magma/Aqua he scolded Steven so hard for not doing the right safety protocols.

Lance: “You’re telling me you didn’t have your strongest pokemon out to defend you?”

Steven, confused: “Well, no. Why would I? There was a kid there, he/she’d would have taken care pf that.”

Lance is just too stunned to speak. He just holds out a pokeball with one of his dragonites, silently judging Steven.

Meanwhile Wallace is just watching it all go down.

The cape duo (Wallace and Lance) just grill into Steven about Steven’s lack of knowledge when it comes to women and social situations. They always have to tell Steven that not everyone is as rich as he is. Like:

One time, when Steven visited Lance’s house, he asked Lance why it was so small. Steven also pointed out how much a Champion such as Lance would get double what Steven would get, not to mention Lance’s other job as a detective/in the police force. Lance has to take a minute to think where his money goes and remembers all the times Clair borrowed his money because she wasted all of hers for random stuff.

After one of Wallace’s contests Steven asked him why he didn’t get more intricate clothing. Wallace just sighs.

Steven definitely mourns his mother around Wallace instead of Lance since Wallace knows him the longest, but Steven rants more to Lance. Steven knows for a fact Wallace hates hearing about politics. Wallace is in it for the drama.

Wallace does grill Lance for not finding an s/o though meanwhile he and Steven does. He’s like that one middle child who just gloats about everything (at least that’s how my brother works). Lance is just done with it. However, when Wallace did hear about Lance and Lorelei’s relationship, Wallace just interrogates him about it. Lance is just like “eh, we broke up just ‘cause. Not that big of a deal. Besides, she still gives me dragonite plushies anyways.”

Also, Wallace knows about Diantha’s pathetic crush on Lance, so it’s his life’s mission to get them together. He has a whole entire file and billboard with the red strings connecting to the points. Wallace just breaks into Devon Corp just to use the vacant office for his plans. Steven’s just like, “I can’t cover for you. Just use your own office at your house.”

Wallace has no ear to pay attention to. “Shut up, Steven. I need to do this. There has to be a way to get these two idiots to fall in love. I’ll find out. Even if it’s the last thing I do.”

Yeah, that’s it.

#pokemon #headcanon #pokemon lance #pokemon wallace #god help me #i can make a fic out of this #lance and wallace are a chaotic pair #you can’t tell me i’m wrong #steven stone #I am a winona x wallace shipper btw #i grew up in a very purity household #so no gay/lebsian ships for me #like no hate #i just like straight couples because that was the only thing I was exposed to

[steel--fairy]

drabble -- mermaid au part 3

a little mer worldbuilding as they go through shoal cave

this is where i'd link the other parts but apparently, tumblr won't post it in the tags if there's a link! even to their own site! uuuugh

“So, how should I refer to you?”

“Hm? I told you my name was Steven.”

“No, I meant—” Wallace awkwardly broke off. How did one explain that since Steven’s species was so reclusive that nigh on nothing was known about them, including basic things like how to tell their genders apart? It certainly wasn’t a situation he had ever thought he’d be in. Maybe it was best if he just bluntly asked the question on his mind. “I meant, are you a boy or a girl?”

Steven stared at him.

Wallace stared back.

“I… hm. What are you?”

That reply probably should’ve thrown Wallace off, but it was honestly familiar to have someone questioning his gender. He’d made androgyny a large part of his Contest persona and it had certain side effects.

“Ah, a man.”

Steven beamed at him, their smile large and toothy. Their teeth were significantly pointier than any humans, though not to the point where they came off as threatening. “Right! Then I am too!”

Forgive Wallace for not entirely believing that statement. He was beginning to think mer didn’t have any genders at all. Or at least none that were similar to human genders. It wouldn’t be the first time—many Pokemon went without genders after all.

“So, he and him are fine?”

There was no comprehension behind Steven’s eyes. “Is that what you use?”

“They are.” Wallace couldn’t help the amusement in his voice. He’d never so clearly seen someone bullshitting their way through a topic they knew nothing about.

“Then it’s what I use as well!” His—as Wallace might as well oblige in his bullshittery—silvery fin smacked against Darius’s side. “Now, tell me more about the properties of ice…”

#pokemon #steven stone #champion wallace #originshipping #gym leader wallace #fic be mine

[potahun]

TSME WEEK 2024: Day 5 Prompt: "AU" (Time Travel AU)

“Alan?” the Professor exclaimed, surprised to see him in the doorway of the laboratory, “didn’t you just leave to help at the Pokémon nursery near Koboku Town?” “They told me to come back in a day or two,” he said without thinking twice. And that was his first caprice.

Rating: G

Pairing: Alan / Tsuwabuki Daigo from TSME

Words: 1,212

Genre: Fluff, time travel, aka what if Alan got to meet AG!Daigo

#tsmeweek2024 #tsme #tsme10thanniversary #the strongest mega evolution #pokemon #pokeani #incombustibleshipping #steven stone #trainer alain #alain #daiala #my fics

[smhnxdiii]

does anyone have any fic recommendations for Steve Rogers x you, where you get blipped & he has to grieve & mourn you for those 5 yrs while also trying to get you & everyone back?? I read one about Frank Castle & you & now I want NEED to read one with Steve 😭🫣 happy endings only pls bc my unstable ass can’t handle heartbreak!

#steve rogers #captain america #steven grant rogers #marvel #mcu x reader #steve rogers x you #steve rogers x reader #fic reccomendations #fanfic #the avengers #the blip #infinity stones

[magpie-to-the-morning]

Stone Heart - Part One

Moodboard by @acrossthesestars

Rating: Teen

Pairing: Steven Grant x Demisexual!Reader

Word count: 1.5k

Tags: Just pure cotton candy fluff

Summary: Maybe Steven’s one-sided friendship isn’t so one-sided after all... AKA a Moon Knight Pygmalion AU

Author’s Note: You can thank @letterfromvienna for encouraging me to turn this silly little idea from a throwaway idea to a two part bit of self-indulgent, romantic fluff, and for contributing some wonderful ideas and bits of dialogue. Thank you also to @acrossthesestars for endless support in the form of proofreading, hand holding, and mood board making. I love you so much, my crow. 🖤

Steven can’t remember the first time he decided to take his break in the classical statuary gallery rather than the usual staff canteen. He’d tried eating there first, hoping to befriend some of his new coworkers. Months into working at the British Museum though, most of them remain politely disinterested in getting to know him.

He’d tried, really he had. Memorizing the names of their kids, remembering birthdays, letting them vent about their days. He’d even tried to organize after hours meet ups but after one too nights sitting at a bar surrounded by empty stools, silent phone in hand, he’d given up. He’s too talkative, too excitable, too… much.

It’s easier this way, retreating to the overlooked room tucked behind the Parthenon sculptures. That area is always swarmed with guests eager to see the Elgin Marbles. Steven avoids it. The idea of all those stolen artifacts in one place makes his neck itch. Granted, the museum is filled with those sorts of objects but somehow the sculptures and friezes in that room (at least, the ones not missing their heads) seem to glare down at him accusingly.

He much prefers your gallery. Sunlight streams in from banks of antique windows, painting the marble-clad room in shifting shades as the light changes. Blush pink and champagne gold in the morning, cool green in the afternoon when it filters in through vining ivy. His favorite time to visit is in the velvety blue nighttime when the lights are dimmed and moonlight glints off milk-white stone. It’s magical then, easier to imagine that the statues are just on the verge of leaping out of the shadows, bending closer to hear his late-night chatter.

Each one is familiar. The hunter, endlessly pursuing a stag he’ll never reach. The musician strumming her lyre. The bull-headed minotaur pondering his strange existence (“You and me both, mate.”) Steven’s walked the floor enough times to know them all from every angle. Knows every raised stone eyebrow and deceptively animated hand gesture. Time and again though, he finds himself drawn to the far left corner.

To you.

“Hullo!” He greets you with a half-wave and a shy smile, a brown paper bag clutched in his hand as always. “What’ve I missed?”

He eats slowly, contentedly, imagining you telling him about the day’s visitors or any new additions to the gallery. He’s not mad. He knows you’ll never truly speak to him. Your lips may be quirked in amusement, your eyes kind and somehow knowing, but you’re still a statue.

But hey, everyone has their flaws and Steven, spending his breaks on the bench beside your plinth, isn’t one to judge. You’re a good listener and while he wishes he could be the same for you, he appreciates the patient way you let him natter on. He tells you about his days, the postcards his mum sends, dogs he stopped to pet on his way in to work. Most of all, he tells you about his work in the museum.

“Did you see that new Ennead poster they have downstairs? It’s missing two of the gods. Two! I mean, I know marketing is busy but that’s a bit of an oversight, innit?”

“I told you about Donna, yeah? My boss in the gift shop? She’s making me stay late for inventory. Again. And the inventory she’s got me doing - you should see it. Boxes and boxes of Anubis plushies, just piles of the things. I’m all for getting the kids interested but it just seems weird to have little stuffed death gods all over the place.”

“You’ll never believe it. Remember the new hire I told you about? AJ? They quit. They didn’t even make it two weeks and oh, you should have seen Donna’s face when they told her off. It’s almost worth the extra shifts I’ve had to pick up.”

“Oh, I meant to tell you. The museum cafe has a gelato section now. You probably didn’t have gelato. Erm, like, a softer ice cream sort of thing? But I guess you didn’t have ice cream either… I don’t either, really. But they do have some nice fruit sorbets. Oo, like this mango raspberry one…”

It’s not all museum talk, though. Steven talks to you about archaeology journals he’s read, discoveries made and theories shared. He makes an effort to share details relevant to what he imagines to be your origin, but that’s proven difficult.

The plaque beneath your feet is scant on details (“Stone Maiden. Date unknown. Artist unknown. Marble.”) and even his own research hasn’t turned up much additional information. According to a researcher in the Antiquities department, experts disagree on when your sculpture was made, and even how. It’s so detailed, almost uncannily so, leading experts to argue whether a classical sculptor would even have been capable of sculpting such life-like precision.

He does his best. From the wreath of roses carefully woven through your braided hair, he guesses that you might have been a gardener. Your garb is fairly modest for a classical statue, though it’s gauzy and evokes sheer, clinging material so well he’d blushed the first time he saw you. He can’t tell much from that, but the scroll clutched in one hand suggests an interest in learning. He likes to imagine you slipping out of a sun-drenched villa to read in the shade of an olive tree. No, a willow, somewhere with cool water you can dangle your bare feet in. On especially rough days, Steven likes to imagine sitting down beside you and asking every question he’s ever had about you and your life, and what your voice might sound like if you had one to answer him with.

As the months slip past, Steven finds himself sharing more intimate glimpses into his life.

“His name is Gus! He’s just got the one fin, bless him, but you’d never know it with how he zips around. I’m not sure the bowl is big enough though. Should I get him a tank, do you think?”

“She never showed. Said something about me having the wrong day but that doesn’t seem possible, I think I would have remembered having a date, hello!”

“Yeah, so, the ankle restraints are helping with the sleepwalking. Maybe it’s for the best that dating hasn’t been working out - who wants to come back to a flat with ankle restraints and heaps of books everywhere? Besides, I think the place might be haunted? I’m the only one there but I can’t tell you how many times I put something down in one place and it turns up in another. So, unless Gus is some sort of rapidly evolving ‘super goldfish’…”

He comes to rely on these times with you, feeling more at ease than he does around Donna, whose expectations he’ll never meet or his co-workers, too absorbed in their own duties to pay much attention to an aspiring Egyptologist who can barely hold down a position in the gift shop. At least you’re always there to listen.

“I brought the new issue of Current Archaeology. The cover story’s about Dr. Salima Ikram’s latest discovery in Saqqara and oh, she’s just fantastic. Here, listen to this…”

“Are Oreos really vegan? I thought they were when I packed some for lunch but now I’m not sure… Maybe I’d better not. D’you want one? I’ll leave one here, yeah?”

“Ok this is silly but… I saw this flower on my way to work. It’s a peony, I think? Someone left it on the bus and it made me think of you. I imagine you don’t get to see many flowers and you might miss your garden, so, here.”

He wonders sometimes if he’s being a coward, or a fool, spending so much time and energy speaking to someone who will never talk back. Is it fear of rejection that keeps him coming back to you again and again?

It’s possible. But maybe it’s something else. The recognition of a kindred spirit, albeit one locked in marble. The dream that maybe, just maybe, his friendship could mean something to you, too.

It may be fantasy but it’s also the one moment in his day where he feels less alone.

Which is why when he walks into your gallery the next day to find your plinth empty and his usual bench occupied by a woman who looks oddly, impossibly familiar, the cardboard box in his arms crashes to the ground.

Part Two

#Steven Grant #Steven Grant x Reader #Steven Grant X Fem!Reader #Steven Grant x F!Reader #Moon Knight #Fic #My fic #Stone Heart

[avionvadion]

Massive spoilers for the fic, mainly pertaining the Johto and Hoenn arcs, but y'know what I have brain rot and am hyperfixating on pokémon again. Sorry. T_T Not illustrated in the background is Brock, Blue, and maybe Misty making faces like, "Mewtwo says Celebi did what!?"

Pokémon Narrator voice: Who's that Umbreon!?

Anyways, Echoes of You is very much the first Johto arc (there are two; one that's coming up and one that will be much later) and the end of the first half of the Hoenn arc.

Out of curiosity, when do y'all think Mewtwo is gonna join the party? :3

#pokemon #mewtwo #celebi #pokemon oc #steven stone #umbreon #fanfic #time lapse: reluctant hero #ya'll know how Steven just freaking. died in the manga right. yeah #milotic #steven stone x oc #pokemon fic #pokemon oras #daigo tsuwabuki #Also Milotic are NEARLY THE SAME SIZE AS ONIX!??? #Mindblown

[pokenimagines]

How did I miss that the requests are open again AAAAAAAAAAA– anyways ik that it's kinda like more on sv but may I please ask for an NSFW Prompt - steven stone - “Until you learn to call me by my title, I’m going to keep you gagged. This is a lesson, sweet one.” I just feel like there's a criminal lack of steven content all around idhwishs thanks baaaaaaiiiiii

Warning: This is NSFW so if you’re under the legal age or uncomfortable with content like this, please skip over this one!

Event Information | Prompts List 

NSFW Steven Stone: My Title

"Steven, please!" You begged, his hand leaving you from between your legs. You ached for his touch as you bucked your hips into thin air. Steven looked down at you from his silver bangs, an unimpressed look on his face. He began taking off his red tie and wrapping it around his hands. You then realized exactly what you had called him, and knew you fucked up.

“Until you learn to call me by my title, I’m going to keep you gagged. This is a lesson, sweet one.” He said, placing the red fabric over your mouth. You whimpered, but opened your mouth without question. You groaned around the makeshift gag as his hand slipped between your thighs again.

Your back arched off the bed, sweat slicking your body from how hot you felt from his touches. He was making you feel so good, but he was being so cruel while doing so, "Now, what did I tell you to call me?" He asked, his free hand now trailing over your thigh.

You couldn't speak with the gag in your mouth, but that didn't stop you from trying. Your words were muffled and there was no way to make out what exactly you were trying to say. Still, Steven had a gentle smile on his face.

"What was that, I couldn't make that out." He was being mean and you loved it. You groaned into the gag, feeling how his hand was working you so well. You garbled out his title once more, hoping he'd have mercy. Hoping your beloved master would show some kindness tonight.

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Thank you for reading! Please click on the links above if you want more information on the event or the prompts. Fun fact? Did you know we have a discord server? We have a brand new RP starting today as well! We have an announcement post about it, but you could also just go to the server and see for yourself!

#Pokemon Ruby Sapphire and Emerald #Pokemon Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire #Pokemon RSE #Pokemon ORAS #Pokemon Omega Ruby #Pokemon Alpha Sapphire #Pokemon RSE x Reader #Pokemon ORAS x Reader #Pokemon Ruby Sapphire and Emerald x Reader #Pokemon Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire x Reader #Pokemon Omega Ruby x Reader #Pokemon Alpha Sapphire x Reader #Steven Stone x reader #Steven Stone #Pokemon Steven Stone #Reader x Steven Stone #Steven Stone Fic #Steven Stone Fanfic #Pokemon Steven Stone x Reader #spicy salt

[bxrningdragxn]

thinking about Steven Stone getting uncomfortable/uneasy whenever it rains because it reminds him of the Hoenn weather crisis

#he starts thinking of how he made May/Brendan face Kyogre #instead of doing it himself #and feels guilty about sending a child to deal with it #I'm writing a fic about this #pokemon #pokemon headcanons #steven stone #champion steven

[wallaceisconfused]

idk what im doing

A Hoenn Champion Villian au fic test I suppose

Steven and Wallace except they lead the evil teams of the Hoenn reigon. Oh, and Wallace is frickin' dramatic

Wallace was alone. Well, not really, he had his pokemon alongside him in moderately sized indoor pool. Just maybe he also had his crew but simply not present in his "throne room" they call in the large submarine dubbed "home". In his eyes, though? Just a place to assist in Wallace's revenge.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his scarred fist at the thought of the one he once loved. All Wallace wanted was to love Steven and make a positive change to the world! BUT THEN STEVEN HAD TO GO AND-

Wallace furious thoughts were cut off by his pokemon's cheerful cries. There they were, all 6 of 'em, chasing Gyarados and Milotic's tails. The sepentine pokemon swiftly avoiding the grasps of the other pokemon. The seventh pokemon, Walrein watched and splashed any pokemon that came close, playfully, mind you. Wallace relaxed, revenge doesn't need to be instant.

3 pokemon jogged Wallace's memories just at the sight of them; his 2 Basculin, and his Sharpedo. The memory was clear and it brought a frown to his face. When Wallace found out the news of Steven's betrayal, 2 pokemon left Wallace. Luvdisc saw Wallace fake his own death and believed Steven actions were justified. IDIOTIC FISH. He HAD to kill- Nevermind THAT. Whiscash was weak, and fled to the depths due to Luvdisc's leave.

"Cowards. We'll show them." He scoffed. Wallace gazed at his team members. Basculin, Walrein, Milotic, Sharpedo, Swampert, and Gyarados may just be the only ones he can trust. And honestly? That's how he liked it.

#hoenn champion villian au #champion steven #champion wallace #gym leader wallace #steven stone #originshipping #au fic #first time writing #but eh #hope y'all like it

[i-write-boop-spoops]

steven will give you hickies if you ask him to, but it's not really his thing. he doesn't feel the need to mark you as his, plus he doesn't want to blemish your beautiful skin.

HOWEVER he does love when you give him hickies, in places only the two of you can usually see. he wears them with pride, a perfect reminder of who he has waiting for him at home. you like to give him them right before he goes on a trip.

wallace saw one (1) once and had a field day teasing steven over it lol

#steven stone x reader fic #boopy's thirst corner

[destinywillowleaf]

@lorekeeper-backset honestly i'm a sucker for "take the protagonist but alter their design to fit your version of the story" and the contrast between Mare and Quartz is kind of hilarious

like they both started as May but then ran in WILDLY different directions (and still somehow both of them have forms of daddy issues...)

[also the image is transparent ;)]

#pokemon #mare birch #quartz pokemon (oc) #fun fact: my first idea for the name of my omega ruby protag was Steven Stone since it would've fit in the character limit #instead somehow the idea developed into something i never would've seen coming in a million years and i love it #also genuinely mare is such a fun character??? i've only just started reading her associated fic but how casual she is about things is grea #(and i'm a sucker for aura stuff as you pretty much already know ^^; it's fun to see it in action even if she doesn't know quite yet)