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sleepingdeath-light · 11 months
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relationship hcs ; piers
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requested by ; anonymous (20/05/23) [1/2]
fandom(s) ; pokémon
fandom masterlist(s) ; here
character(s) ; piers
outline ; “Piers x reader sfw and nsfw headcanons since you’re into Pokémon now 😘 also I’m 22!”
warning(s) ; none, just fluff!
he’s an absolute gentleman who always makes sure you’re well taken care of — especially when you’re sick
writes songs dedicated to you which are much sweeter and gentler in tone than most of his other music
would teach you how to play the guitar if you asked and it would be a very intimate and casual lesson where you would be too focused on listening to his voice to actually listen to what he was trying to teach
he takes you out on his motorcycles whenever you want to go on a date out of town — usually to more rural areas at night so you can just embrace nature and watch the stars and the wild pokémon and not have to worry about anything else
marnie adores you and pesters piers about when he’s going to marry you
will seek you out in the crowd when he’s singing or battling and always performs better and becomes much more active and energetic once he notices you
calls you his good luck charm
has an excellent memory for dates and never forgets any anniversaries or birthdays that are important (e.g. the anniversary of your first date or your mother’s birthday)
he’s an excellent caretaker and will go full mother hen on you when you’re sick: taking time off work to care for you, making you hearty soups and keeping you clean and safe as you battle with whatever illness you’re dealing with
would melt if you started to match your aesthetic to his (and if you use any sort of mobility aid and want it modified to match this new look, then he’d happily lend a hand)
prefers matching collars to engagement or wedding rings as he doesn’t really wear that sort of jewellery
the most casual pda you’ll get from him is an arm around your waist or a kiss to the lips when you’re walking around town
you’re his muse and even if his music isn’t necessarily your style, you give him the motivation to keep on writing and singing
tends to call you ‘babe’ or ‘darling’ only occasionally calling you by your first name if he’s in a bad mood
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yelansgirlfriend · 1 year
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a/n: ok so my hyper-fixation on Pokémon is coming back and I've gotten emotionally attached to Piers. Feel free to request Pokémon stuff btw:D I really want to start writing more stuff.
Pier's bf head canons
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He's like a completely different person around you. He's sweet and caring and he smiles all the time. He loves PDA. Like everything I've seen of him, people say he doesn't like PDA and I STRONGLY disagree. He always has his hand around your waist in public. (if you are comfortable ofc he always asks for permission)
He loves physical affection if you couldn't tell. He's not too good with his words so he normally just shows he cares by putting his arm around your shoulder or holding your hand. It takes a lot to gain his trust, and once you do, he will never want to spend a moment away from you. Back to the physical affection part, he loves cuddling. But it depends on his mood on what type of cuddling position he likes. Some days after a long day of work he just wants to come home and lay on your chest; some days he's so tired that just wrapping your legs around his legs is enough. But most of the time he prefers holding you close to him.
He's definitely a jealous boyfriend. He isn't like super possessive or anything he just gets kind of grumpy when you get close to another guy. Especially if it's one of the other gym leaders. He's really scared of you leaving him for someone else that's better than him and you not being in his life is honestly something he gets upset about just thinking about it.
Thank you for reading! Ik this is not normally what i post but i wanted to try something different:)!
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ourvanishingghosts · 1 year
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hiya can I req piers,raihanx F!reader all separate with reader being a magician and decides to prank em but it accidentally goes wrong? angst to fluff or u can just make it angsty ?
Sure. This is my first time writing angst, so I hope it's good. Trigger warning: Bones almost breaking and finger being "cut off"
Prank Gone Wrong
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You would pull pranks on Raihan at least once a month. It was easy to do since you are a magician. Your current prank includes you making it look like a demon possessing you. It went too far because your arm had almost snapped, but your Gengar left your body before that could happen. Raihan was so upset and angry that you thought that would be funny. You decided that you would stay at Melony's house for a while so that Raihan could have his space. You did get a lecture from Melony. Once he was ready to talk things over you promised that you wouldn't do a prank like that ever again. You two even made and signed a written contract just to be sure. And you two spent the day watching tv.
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You were an illusionist type of magician. You could make it appear that you were missing a finger up to making a whole Pokémon disappear. You did use your abilities to your advantage when it comes to pranking Piers. You thought it would be funny to make it seem like you had just cut off your finger. You and Piers were making dinner and you let out a yelp. He asks you if you were alright. You said no and showed him the "damage". He went paler than he already is as he tried to put pressure on it with a paper towel. You felt bad when you told him that it was a prank. You started apologizing as your finger reappeared. You were also crying at this point. You ended up locking yourself in your shared bedroom sobbing. Luckily his Obstagoon was in there and comforted you by holding you on the bed. After you finished crying and fell asleep was when Piers entered the room. He let the Pokémon know that he will take over and he just laid you down on the bed and tucked you in. He positioned himself under the blanket and he just held you throughout the night not planning on letting you go.
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 1 year
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I saw you write for sword and shield so I require like…atleast ONE lil fluffy fic for Piers perhaps with cuddles?
(I apologize if this is incoherent, I rushed here as fast as I could)
Don't worry, it's fine! Here's a lil Piers fluff for you (plus a clingy Obstagoon)
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'The audacity....' The dark gym leader frowned in dismay at his Obstagoon, who teasingly stuck its tongue out before closing its eyes. It was currently curled up against you, head resting on your chest as you gave the top of it gentle scritches.
You were just watching the latest match between Leon and Raihan on television, asking your boyfriend's ace who it wanted to see win this time.
But...it didn't seem to care much about the battle nor the outcome, as it ended up dozing off during the opening whilst snuggled comfortably in your arms.
Not long afterwards, Piers returned home to your shared apartment after hosting a fan meetup--one that was particularly exhausting as he was trying to put rumors that he's dating someone to rest. Neither of you were ready to tell the media just yet.
Alongside signing so much merch and taking seemingly endless selfies with his fans....it was all extremely draining. He didn't think he'd get this amount of attention when Spikemuth reopened, so it got overwhelming fast.
All he wanted to do now was cuddle with the person he loved most as thanks for watching his Pokemon while he was out..yet even after coming back into the living room in comfier clothes, Obstagoon still didn't release its hold on you, much to his ire.
It sure retained the same old habits it had as a little Zigzagoon. Piers remembered how it was always running around his heels, only to do a complete 180 in personality and become unusually calm and clingy in your presence.
There was just a certain aura to you that made it feel at ease. As it evolved, it continued remembering that it didn't need to put up some loud and tough persona whenever you were around.
You made it feel safe, and so it could lower its guard.
Piers didn't mind that at all.
What he did mind was the fact that it was being a little shit right at this very moment, knowing damn well he wanted to spend the rest of the night with you.
He was half a second away from giving his ace another earful, only to pause as you muttered something to the Blocking Pokémon. You were so quiet he didn't hear a word you said, and he quirked an eyebrow in confusion.
Moments later, Obstagoon just...let go of you and got up from the couch, crossing its arms and huffing. But it stuck its tongue back into its mouth as it shuffled over to one of the lounge chairs, sitting there and staring at the TV.
And just like that..you were free. No objections.
"Thanks, Obstagoon. 'ppreciate it."
Looking up, you smiled innocently at Piers as he sat beside you, still a bit annoyed. "Welcome home, love. How were your fans today?"
"Alright, I suppose." He sighed, shoulders eventually slumping with newfound exhaustion. "Had to tell them to cool it on the camera flashes...gave me a bloody migraine.."
"Awh..you poor, poor thing." You put your arms out to him. "C'mere, unless you want Obstagoon to-"
"No." Almost immediately he cuddled up to you, burying his head into your shoulder as his arms snaked their way around your torso. "He's gotten enough tlc from you tonight. It's my turn."
His gaze landed on the huffy Obstagoon sitting nearby, who gave him the old "stink eye" in return before focusing back on the television.
You just chuckled, stroking his hair as he eventually shut his eyes, slowly but surely forgetting about the stresses of the fan meetup and every other responsibility he had.
It's obvious you've stoked some kind of rivalry between a Pokémon and its trainer, though you weren't going to tease him about it anymore tonight.
He deserved to relax.
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cho-aaacho · 6 months
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(Flufftober 2023) Coffee Shop/Book Shop
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Main Masterlist I Archive of Our Own
Flufftober 2023 Masterlist I Prompts List
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Tags : Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Coffee Shops, Flufftober 2023, Reader is genderless
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(Flufftober Day 23)
"Tell me if you need something. I hope you like our new cake. It's my new recipe!"
"Thanks."
The aroma of a luxurious cup of coffee wafted through his nostrils, wrapping him in romantic vibes. The heavenly jazz music whispered in his soul, floating him away to the seventh heaven.
Piers gingerly cradled his cheeks, his skin feeling the warmth that only shyness could evoke. He rarely talks to strangers, but when he is with you, it's something else. It was a moment when he could feel his heart melting, fluttering like dove wings, and blossoming like a sunflower.
"Should I tell the truth to my cute little barista there?" He was debating his feelings.
The chocolate cake before him waltzed seductively upon his taste buds. The sweet touch of the chocolate invaded his mouth, surpassing even his wildest expectations.
This cake is a masterpiece, and it was baked by your delicate hands. Oh... Piers is so addicted to your skillful hands.
He couldn't help but giggle like a teenager each time his sight line was set on the curve of the cake. Everything around him changes drastically; it feels like he is trapped inside a cubicle full of daffodils. 
The cake was wrapped in rich chocolate with a bright red cherry on top. Don't forget about a tiny little message written in white chocolate that graced the plate.
Have a nice day (◠‿◕)
Piers scanned the coffee shop, and eventually, his eyes set on you. He found your presence gracefully and stood behind the counter, adorned in a black polo shirt and a maroon apron that kindly wrapped your curves.
Sipping his coffee, he couldn't help but accept the romantic scene in front of him. His focus was only on you as you engaged in conversation with a fellow barista.
Piers didn't know what you were talking about, but he was hoping that he could join that conversation, to hear his first name escape from your sweet lips, to gaze at him with shy glances and giggle at his joke.
"You know, you look like a dumb stalker when you do that?" Jake's teasing voice interrupted as he sipped his iced coffee. "Why don't you talk to that barista about your pathetic love? Your obsession annoys me."
Piers' eyes widened; his hands were trembling. Something inside his head was spinning like a commuter line as if he had consumed too much caffeine.
"Are you stupid, Crazy Bald? I'm not you! My cute little barista is probably terrified of you. You shouldn't come here and disturb us!"
"What?! How—" Jake's anger flared, boiling his head with anger. He clenched his fist as if ready to punch the air.
Jake sighed. "Listen, Shorty. Firstly, I'm not bald—clearly, I have hair, don't you see that? Secondly, Chris Redfield has requested that I pull you out of this goddamn coffee shop. I have no time to listen to your puppy love story."
After hearing Jake's nonsense fill the atmosphere, Piers has a terrible urge to punch that face. It feels like Jake's existence was a big mistake that God made. He couldn't hold himself from yelling at that kid or bumping his car into Jake.
Piers knows very well that he always hates Jake so much, and his hating is unreasonable sometimes. 
Piers feels like falling into a black curse after seeing Jake in the same coffee shop and engaging in a cute conversation. All of this is frustrating him. However, he tried to calm himself in front of you. He didn't want you to see how bad-tempered he was when he was with Jake.
"Jake, where are you going?"
"Toilet," Jake replied casually.
As Jake walked away from their table with confidence, he headed toward the counter to meet you. His eyes are catching a sparkle in your eyes, and he is talking casually to you with a different intonation than he always does to Piers. As his explanation arrived in your ears, you were caught off guard. You almost fell off, and it made Jake freeze for a moment.
"WHAT? Are you sure, sir?"
"Shorty—eh, I mean Piers asking you to date if you are free. But he's too shy to talk to you. So what do you say? Is it a yes or a no?"
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smallestapplin · 2 years
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[Request]
Reader gives their friend/crush an Applin but YOU don't know the tradition-legend behind it.
Writer’s pick on who gets to deal with oblivious Reader! 👉😎👉 (Choose whichever Lad you wanna write for!)
∾ 【 Rouge Anon 】
I’m weak, I picked Piers.
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You’ve lived in Galar for a few years, and in that time you became close to the dark type gym leader, Piers.
You two spent a lot of time together, you even met his little sister! Whom seemed to like you, often going to you with problems. As some of her issues Piers would’ve turned into a mama Blaziken.
He’s always been so kind to you, little rough around the edges, but he’s such a sweetheart.
So when you found what looked to be the worlds cutest Pokémon in the wild area, you just had to catch it and show him!
The Pokédex says it’s an Applin! And it’s so tiny! He’s going to love it, he’s always liked small cute things.
As much as he’d lead you to believe otherwise.
Hopefully you can catch him before his show!
You are just so excited to show him! You know he’s lived in Galar all his life, but you’re just so filled with energy now, and you want to share it with him!
And you caught him just in time!
“Piers! Piers!”
The lanky man looks to you, half smile on his face.
“Hey, what’s got you all excited?”
He won’t lie, it’s adorable seeing you look so joyful, how your eyes light up, how your smile threatens to split your face.
These last few years of being your friend made him realize that, he loves you, he desperately is.
But being your friend is enough, he doesn’t want to risk not having you in his life.
“You won’t believe it! I caught the smallest, cutest little thing!”
You pull out the pokeball, releasing the small Applin inside. You gesture to the apple Pokémon in pure joy.
Piers’s eyes widen at the sight of the small creature.
True it’s a little smaller than what they should be, looking up at him.
“I caught it for you! I thought it was the perfect for a little napping buddy for you.”
True most his Pokémon are much too big for his lap anymore, though they try.
You look at your friend, your smile still wide, but you’re growing confused. His face is slowly blooming in color, his cheeks going from pink to red the longer he stares at the Applin and you.
You were confessing to him!? Him! You could do so much better than him, yet you picked him?
“Piers?”
You jump in surprise when he hugs you, his arms keeping a firm grip around you as his face is buried in the crook of your neck.
You wrap your arms around his waist, hugging him back.
“Are you okay?” He must’ve had a rough day.
You can’t imagine how stressed he must be, if this is what made him emotional. You aren’t sure what made him upset but you’re glad your gift is making him happy.
Piers can feel his heart speeding up, he can’t believe you confessed to him.
“Hey…”
“Yeah, Piers?”
“Do you…do you maybe wanna grab some lunch after my set? Or maybe go to a café later.”
Is he asking you out? Your heart lurches in your throat, your face burning at the realization he’s asking you out.
You never thought he’d ask! You were fully prepared to ask him out, but he beat you to it!
You nuzzle your face into his neck, your fists clenching the back of his shirt.
“Yeah, I’d like that a lot.”
You can’t believe you landed a date with Piers!
He can’t believe you confessed to him in such a sappy way, he adores it.
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luvlyycy · 2 months
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You should do toxic piers,,,
i should actually. thanks for opening my eyes.
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Toxic!Piers who hates parties, hates any thought of you taking to a party— and yet you do. You drag him to a party your friends are throwing, only for him to not socialize— so he grabs your wrist and pins you against the wall.. "I don't give a shit how much fun you're having.. I don't like it here so we're leaving."
Toxic!Piers who always finds himself feeling jealous when other people are looking at you, bothering him to the very core. But he remembers that he's the only one that has those pictures of you.. he's the only one that has that power over you.
Toxic!Piers who gets pissed off when you break his shit, accident or not, he'll be slamming your shit around— asking you if you like how it feels to get your shit broken. He'll only semi-relax if you start crying.
Toxic!Piers who realizes that eventually, you'll want to stop dealing with all the shit he's putting you through, so he makes sure to have days when he acts sweet— caring, instead of his usual attitude with you.
Toxic!Piers who stalks you, everywhere you go, he's somehow there. He knows what you're doing at all times, because he doesn't want you to leave him— the thought of it almost killing him where he stands.
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blueysobssesions · 1 year
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Good Boy~!
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This is not a smut lmao
Randomly calling him a good boy
"Good boy!" Piers turned to look at you with a confusing face. "I- what?" "what?" .............
"I definitely heard you calling me a 'Good boy'" he chuckled, calling him a Good Boy huh... He isn't complaining tho~~ "I did because... Its true!" You said back to him. "True? About what?" He asked and you just smiled walking towards him and immediately cupping his face with your hands startling him "Because... Dogs, are very cute and... Obedient! Like you" you said smilingly to him. He blushed on what you just said "I-uhm... T-thank you?" He's about to explode - calling him obedient and... Cute? He didn't really kinda find himself cute but, if you see him through it well okay! "Pierce? You alright? You were staring onto space" he blinked a few times when he heard your voice. A smirk the appeared randomly on his face "Can I call you a 'Good girl' too, huh?" He grinned and your face became red. You hesitated for a few seconds and agreed "O-of course, why not? It's only fair"
"Good girl"
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I hope Piers wasn't out of character ☠️. And Im losing motivation to write and I hate it !! Btw, I didn't see a few Piers x Reader so here !! I'm not lying tho- Piers cute as hell 👌
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thinking about...
cheesy hallmark film w diluc as a love interest
also im back on my coffee shop bs 
you as a small coffee shop owner during the holidays who might have to sell your shop if business doesn’t get better
diluc as the rich owner/ceo of dawn winery and angels share
aka the company pressuring you to sell your coffee shop so they can turn the space into a new bar
diona as your sassy little sister who helps you in the coffee shop when she’s done with her homework 
kaeya as diluc’s brother whom he has a rocky and unstable relationship with
you first meet when diluc goes to check out the coffee shop ( totally not bc his company wants to buy the place ) 
he almost forgets why hes there when he sees you helping diona learn how to do latte art 
you give him a small smile and a wave before asking what his order is
he orders a peppermint mocha or something sweet 
you make a comment on how you found it surprising bc he was dressed in all black and looked so seriousss
he eventually becomes a regular and you manage to make your way into his heart
and unlock his tragic backstory
you help him reconnect w kaeya and invites them both to spend Christmas with you and diona 
diona at this point only hates diluc a tiny amount
which is huge bc she hated him a big amount when they first met
during christmas eve , kaeya accidentally reveals that diluc owns the company trying to buy the coffee shop
and you have a huge argument with him about it causing your pseudo break up sad scene
but after a pep talk from diona to diluc and kaeya to you
you make up and share a kiss while its snowing or something cheesy like that 
the end
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artsy0wl · 11 months
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Why Obstagoon? A RaihanxPiers oneshot
I’m experimentimg with a blog series I have planned and RaihanxPiers (not to worry, I still like RaihanxLeon). Raihan just has to know, why is Obstagoon Piers’ ace.
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Vibrating purrs blissfully escaped Obstagoon as Piers scratched behind his ears. After a long day dealing with an Impadimp infestation in Ballonlea and Team Yell’s overstimulating enthusiasm, the poor Dark Type deserved some spoiling.
Raihan had followed them home hoping to either challenge Piers to another battle or to hang out. Or both depending on how Piers was feeling.
Watching Obstagoon rest his head on Piers’ shoulder as he started petting him, curiosity crept in. It was pretty cute how Obstagoon seemed so affectionate with Piers. These Pokémon were feisty and scrappy. Certainly not this social in the wild in Raihan's experience. Yet, Piers’ Obstagoon seemed to love the attention and affection Piers gave him. Like a large bipedal Sylveon.
Piers certainly had a way with Dark Types. They loved him and Raihan was fairly certain that Piers was a Dark Type whisperer. Catching and trusting the Morpeko he caught for Marnie was proof of that. Yet, of all the Dark Types in Galar, Raihan was curious about one specifically for a very specific reason.
“Why Obstagoon?”
Piers’ head tilted. “Hm?”
Raihan got up and approached Piers. “Of all the Dark types in Galar, why is Obstagoon your ace? I always kind of saw you as a Grimmsnarl guy for an added punch against Fighting Types. Maybe even Scrafty.” He shrugged. “Heck, I feel like Toxtricity would be given your a musician and all. But Obstagoon?” Patting Obstagoon’s fur, he watched for possible defensive reactions. “He’s not delicate, but I’m sure it’s not easy battling against Bea or a well trained Lucario.”
Obstagoon snarled, snorting annoyingly. Piers chuckled, patting the Pokémon’s head. Nudging his head Piers silently motioned for Obstagoon to go inside.
“If we’re going off aesthetics, I think Obstagoon fits that perfectly.” Piers stated, opening the door. “And while I appreciate the concern, if you’re worried about his severe Fighting allergy,” he invited Raihan in once Obstagoon got inside and settled in, “we have work arounds for it. Besides, Obstagoon has been with me since I was eight. Ain’t no way I’m leaving him behind.”
“Oh?” Raihan followed Piers to the kitchen as Piers started to prepare dinner. “I assume he was your starter then.”
“More or less… Marnie! You home?!”
A door opened somewhere in the house. “Yeah!” Marnie shouted back.
“Burgers or curry?!”
“Curry! The spicy vegetarian one!”
“Alright!”
He chuckled as Marnie closed her door. He began bringing out ingredients, pots, and utensils while Raihan putz around the kitchen. As the water started warming up, Piers began chopping different a couple different vegetables and measuring out the spices.
“He’s actually the son of my family's Hoenn Linoone, Lonnie. He was a pretty mellow Linoone, and he didn't mind when five to six year old me tried to ride him like a Ponyta.” He chuckled at the memory.
“So you live in Hoenn?”
Piers nodded. “Born and raised until my father got a job in Hammerlocke when I was about eight and we had to move.”
“No kidding.” He glanced over at Obstagoon who was cozily resting on a heavily cushioned bed. “I’m guessing mom was a Galarian Linoone or and Obstagoon? Unless he hatched here and that caused a wonky region swicheroo.”
Piers nodded as he put the noodles in the now boiling water and the veggies in another pot. “We left him at the Daycare in Lilycove while we were on vacation to Alola.” He recalled, starting on the sauce. “During that time ended up getting pretty friendly with a Galarian Linoone named Luna. Didn’t expect it since he typically kept to himself and only really liked the Day Care workers.”
Raihan chuckled. “I’m guessing the owner of the Galarian Linoone wasn’t happy about Luna having an egg.”
“You’d think that but funnily enough, he wasn’t.” Piers set a timer for the pasta and veggies while he had the sauce warming up. He turned around leaning against the counter. “Sydney actually took it with humorous stride. Apparently, Luna was a rescue and he dropped Luna off hoping she could socialize with some other Pokémon while he was working on something for work.” Piers chuckled again. “He got that and then some.”
A spark shot across Raihan’s face as he stood up. “Wait… Sydney? As in Hoenn Elite Four Sydney?”
Piers nodded, scratching the back of his head. “Yeah.”
“That’s so cool.” Closing the gap between them, Raihan’s hands landed on both sides of Piers, holding the edges of the table. “Tell me more.”
Rolling his eyes, Piers groaned. “There isn’t much else to tell, but…”
As his parents continued to profusely apologize to Sydney, Piers wandered off. He knew not to go far, but Lonnie was already handling that as he trotted alongside him. Looking around, Piers was curious about Luna.
She looked so different from Lonnie, yet they were the same Pokémon. Lonnie’s fur was shades of tan while Luna was black and white. Her eyes were red while Lonnie’s were icy blue. And where Lonnie seemed aloft with an indifferent resting face, Luna looked so mischievous with a toothy grin.
Piers started walking towards Luna with Lonnie right beside him. She didn't seem mean despite her impish grin. And if Sydney saved her, she must have been nice.
Luna, who had been resting up until that point, blinked. Fur stood up cautiously as Piers got closer. She might not have seen him as a threat, but she also wasn’t sure if she could trust him yet. She let out a hiss when Piers took a step she didn’t like. This seemed to catch the attention of Sydney, but he didn’t react just yet.
Piers flinched, readjusting his position. Once he was close enough for comfort, he sat in front of Luna. Luna winced, sitting up. Bowing his head, Piers set his hands on the ground, inching one closer to her.
“Hi. I’m Piers.” He greeted. “You’re very pretty. It’s so cool that your fur matches my hair.”
Luna scanned the boy, curiously. Still on edge, she leaned forward a little to sniff him. Piers smiled as Luna sat back down. Her head tilted slightly as his smiled at her.
“I’m sorry if Lonnie was being rude.” Piers playfully tapped his head. “He’s friendly, but can be too friendly sometimes.”
Lonnie rolled his eyes as he stretched across Piers and lied down. Knocking his hand, Lonnie requested attention. Piers caved, petting Lonnie as he watched Luna.
“Can we be friends?” Piers asked.
Luna tilted her head again, considering his inquiry. Standing on all fours, she leaned in closer to Piers, startling him. She paused for a moment before sniffing him again. This time, taking in the aura from Lonnie as she did.
Her clawed paws hopped, sitting on Lonnie as she got a closer look at the boy. Piers’ heart was pounding as he watched Luna motionlessly. One wrong move and he could be toast.
A gasp escaped Piers, which alarmed his parents. However, Sydney stopped them as giggling ensued. Luna’s tail was wagging as Piers hugged her. She was licking him. Lonnie had moved, not wanting to get caught up in the fray. A shadow covered them, causing Luna to back off and curl up next to Piers.
“That was amazing.” Sydney praised, crouching down. “Luna hasn’t really liked anyone since I got her. Not even me most days.”
“She’s very nice.” Piers complemented.
Sydney nodded. “That she is.” He glanced at Luna, who was now contently purring. “You know what?” He went over to the day care couple, coming back with an egg. “I think you should have this?”
“That won’t be necessary, Sydney, sir.” Piers’ father chimed in. “He’s only eight. Too young to be a trainer.”
“If Luna is willing to trust him, I think he can start preparing.” He glanced at Piers. “Besides, you’re going to need Piers to help Luna get adjusted to living with you.” He pat Piers’ head. “And kid, I think you have a great future ahead of you.”
“My parents weren’t thrilled at first, but Luna proved to be a valuable member of the family.” Piers ran a hand through his hair. “She also seemed to be more at peace when we moved to Galar. Especially in her senior years. She probably felt at home.”
Hearing the timer go off, Piers twirled out from Raihan’s trap. As Piers turned off the oven and moved pots around, Raihan grabbed plates. Arms wrapped around Piers as he finished setting up the table.
“That was such a cute story.” Raihan complemented. “You know what I liked most about your story?”
“Hm?”
“When the big bad Flygon steals a kiss.”
“There was no…”
A quick kiss planted itself on Piers’ forehead. A second moved to his cheek. The last on porcelain lips.
“Raihan!” Piers gasped, playfully elbowing Raihan. “You don’t need to be so needy.”
“Hey, you let Obstagoon be affectionate. It’s my turn now.”
Raihan kissed Piers again as Marnie entered the dining room. This time hugging Piers. Marnie just glared at Raihan as her brother turned a shade if rose red.
“Sorry Marnie.” Raihan apologized with a smirk. “Your brother’s such a cute little Linoone that I couldn’t resist.”
She rolled her eyes, though she wouldn’t admit she was actually rather amused. Obstagoon, meanwhile, nudged Raihan with a growl, even less amused by the display. Piers patted Obstagoon’s back as he silently noted that everything was okay, his face still visibly red. And though Obstagoon would yield, Raihan couldn’t help but feel sinister daggers burning into him throughout dinner.
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piersandchrisswife · 1 year
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Always yours. - Piers Nivans x reader
inspired by lanas new song, theres a tunnel under ocean blvd, i just imagine you and piers dancing to this in the kitchen surrounded by utter domesticity (yes im emotional today) . 
Warnings: None
Genre: Fluff
Word count: approx 800 words
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All that could be heard through the quiet night was the gentle tinkling of the dishes you were washing, which had the remnants of the evening meal you and Piers had shared together. As you washed the plates under the warm spraying water, your mind wandered to the melody of the gentle music that hummed from the radio behind you. A soft ballad was playing, the piano notes rang beautifully through the kitchen. You gently swayed to the music, soap bubbles from the liquid you were using encompassed you in a blanket, creating an angelic image, Or so Piers thought, anyway. He fell in step behind you, wrapping his strong, toned arms around you in a warm embrace. He rested his head against your shoulder, his cheek embracing yours. 
“Hey cutie” You turned your head, brushing your lips against his temple before placing the last remaining cutlery underneath the gushing water. He said nothing, instead swaying in time with you to the music. He closed his eyes, only listening to the melody and your gentle humming which reverberated through him. As you finally switched off the tap, he traced your arms, from your shoulders to your hands, which now rested on your opposite hips. His thumbs caressed the back of your hand soothingly.
“What are you doing?” You whispered softly, smiling as you craned your neck to peer into his eyes. 
“Dance with me” He murmured, now spinning you gently in his arms. He guided your hands around his neck while placing one of his own in your soft hair, the other on your lower back. You searched his eyes curiously. “Feeling okay?  Since when do you ever request a waltz?” You playfully laughed when he rolled his eyes teasingly. At this he pulled you closer, your chest now snug with his. “I… actually dont know how to dance” You admitted bashfully, awkwardly swaying your hips to paint your image. 
“Me neither” He swept your hair out of your face, lowering his face closer to yours, gazing into your eyes. “But it's okay, as long as it's with you’’ He breathed. The intimacy of his actions and the atmosphere left you unable to tear your eyes away from his own soft ones. His gaze was so tender and full of love towards you, as if you were the only thing that mattered in his world. He was so mesmerising. You were overcome with emotion. He leaned into your hand which now caressed his cheek, nuzzling your palm. You had never felt so loved in this moment. Sure you loved Piers and likewise, and often said the i-love-yous which every couple affirm with one another. But the tender warm moments like this, in which you both spoke no words yet could understand every single sentence, every phrase of romance, every ounce of joy you both felt whilst in each other's arms. Before you met him, you were unsure if love like this had even existed; only sung. But it was real. As real as his slender fingers carding through your hair, as real as his soft lips which now ghosted over the crook of your jaw, as real as the hand that was placed upon your thigh and inching slowly up, his thumb tracing small soft circles on your body. Sighing softly, you buried your face in his short, sandy hair and closed your eyes, enjoying the warmth emanating from his body. Remembering his initial request from earlier, you swayed slightly to the music, continuing your melodious humming from before.
Your thoughts strayed to the promise you had made to yourself years before this moment, when Piers had first asked you to be his significant other. That night, you had swore to yourself you would love him fully, immensely and without fail. As much as you could to chase the pain and memories away that had haunted him since he had returned from the mission in China. Slowly, but surely, the light in his eyes had returned;small dim, eventually shining, bright. You still don’t know the exact events which had previously left him too anxious to sleep, often his nights then were interrupted with distressing, sweat inducing nightmares. But you helped him heal. You had loved him so much he began to love himself too. The singer hummed her last verse among the gentle strum of the last chord of guitar - ending the song, leaving you and Piers standing in a close embrace. 
‘You're so romantic '' You smiled into his hair, opting to highlight his particular clinginess today. He ignored your teasing, still holding you in a strong, yet gentle grip. “Lets just stay here a little while longer” He whispered against you, voice slightly muffled as he continued to bury his face in your jaw. At this you relaxed further into his arms, your heart slightly ached from the sweet request. As long as you lived, you wouldn’t forget your promise - he was always yours and you were always his.
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ourvanishingghosts · 3 months
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Will do. I actually was confused on what you meant by ex-trainers. But I originally thought that you meant that they were Pokémon hybrids. Then I thought you meant that you and them were trainer's together when you two were younger. I wrote my second idea because that made more sense since you didn't mention anything about Pokémon hybrids. I also apologize for taking so long and for the cringe. Piers is under read more.
Ex-Trainers to Lovers
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Raihan
You haven't been back to Galar since you were 16. Your family moved to Unova after your 16th birthday. You had to say goodbye to everything and everyone you knew.
You were especially upset to be leaving your trainer buddy Raihan. You knew that it wouldn't be the same now as it was back then. You met up with Raihan at a coffee shop near his home and decided to catch up.
"How was Unova? Did you make a new trainer buddy while you were there?"
You sighed and looked at him.
"You know that I could never replace you, Rai. You were and will always be my only trainer buddy."
"I know. It's just that it felt empty without you here. Leon is fun to battle, but it's just not the same."
You put your hands on his hands which makes him look at you.
"Rai, your feelings are valid. Now how about I tell you about the twin subway masters I got to battle."
~11 months later~
You were in the stands watching Raihan and Leon battle.
Of course you were wearing your Raihan merch and cheering him on. You noticed how he was off his game during the battle. After it ended you ran to the locker room. You knocked and the door opened, so you walked in. You saw Raihan with his head in his hands and you sat down next to him.
"If you don't want to talk about it that's okay."
That's when Raihan kissed your cheek.
"I'm in love you, Y/N. If you don't feel the same way then I completely understand. I understand because we haven't seen each other since we were sixteen."
You kissed his cheek and he looked at you with a surprised expression.
"I've never stopped loving you, Rai."
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Piers
You and Piers were once rival trainers. Throughout the years many thought you and Piers hated each other. But it was all a fun game to you two. After Piers became a gym leader you two slowly drifted away.
You were walking around a clothing store in Spikemuth and spotted Marnie. She saw you and the two of you started talking. That was until Piers showed up to check on Marnie.
“Hey Piers. How is the life of a Gym Leader treating you?”
You asked him trying to make conversation
“It’s been alright. I’m thinking about retiring and passing the gym onto Marnie.”
You nod and notice that Marnie managed to slip away from the conversation.
“How have you been, Y/N?”
“I’ve been okay. Life has been boring without you honestly.”
Piers blushed and tried to hide it.
“I mean I guess that’s because I’ve been busy with the gym and stuff.”
“Would you like to… um get dinner with me sometime? Unless you’re busy and stuff.”
“I’d like that, Y/N”
~4 months later~
You and Piers were just hanging out as his house catching up.
“I bet you have people trying to date you all the time, Piers.”
“Yeah. It’s dumb because I don’t like any of them. I’ve only liked one person romantically.”
You look at him surprised.
“Really? Who? What’s their name? Are they from Galar?”
“Um… I actually like you romantically, Y/N.”
You blush and hold his hands gently.
“Since when?”
“Since forever I guess.”
“I honestly thought you didn’t feel the same way, Piers.”
You and Piers were about to kiss, but Marnie came in and interrupted.
“If you two are going to kiss please do so in his room, please and thank you.”
She states as she goes to her room. You and Piers laugh at the situation and finally kiss.
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antidotesprout · 2 years
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I Want You To Stay (Piers x GN!Reader)
CW: Alcohol, Drunken conduct, vague mentions of past physical abuse, mentions of alcoholism
Rating: T?
Angsty Fluff while taking care of a sad drunk, nothing spicy.
The call came in at one in the morning, as it had almost every Friday night for just under the last 2 years.
You’d learned to just stay up on Fridays, watching a movie or reading and waiting on the anticipated call. Sure enough, the slightly grumpy worker on the other end let you know that, once again, Piers required your assistance.
(A/N: Not so much a songfic based on "I Want You To Stay" by Maximo Park as like, that song is just the mood/energy. Also one of my headcanon Piers singing voices so like.. give it a listen I guess. Sketch at the end of crying drunk Piers because I'm a mess and my brain won't stOP)
The call came in at one in the morning, as it had almost every Friday night for just under the last 2 years.
You’d learned to just stay up on Fridays, watching a movie or reading and waiting on the anticipated call. Sure enough, the slightly grumpy worker on the other end let you know that, once again, Piers required your assistance.
You had met a certain Gym Leader and musician at the Spikemuth Chamber of Commerce’s New Year’s Eve Bash™️, and after a few Chamber-related mishaps that you’d been assigned to handle relating to his Gym, you’d developed a friendly rapport. In what seemed like very little time, he'd felt comfortable enough to reach out to you on nights like this. 
Thank god he had built-in babysitters with the more responsible members of Team Yell, otherwise you’d be seriously concerned about his childcare capabilities doing this on an almost weekly basis. Though, the fact he decided to not go home blitzed out of his mind probably showed more concern for his younger sister than anything.
You left your apartment dressed in sweats and an oversized hoodie to protect you from the cold night air, and walked the brief distance to the metal door of the neon-soaked pub. Going inside, your eyes immediately met the bartender’s, the one who had actually placed the call. They nodded towards your charge, hunched over a table in the back corner– cheek pressed to the surface, still gripping onto a glass with melted ice on the bottom. Your eyes returned to the establishment's keeper and you shot them an apologetic smile and a shrug. You don’t know why he’d always come into this hole-in-the-wall of a bar alone after a gig. 
Maybe it was to get a little alone time to decompress after the overwhelming crowds of a concert. Maybe it was just because he knew it was close to your flat, and that you’d always come to get him. 
You knew you probably should refuse, teach him to be more responsible. In spite of basically becoming the Chamber’s designated ‘talk to the intimidating looking city mascot’ person at the office because ‘you were about the same age, right?’ you were in no way responsible for his actions.
But… abandoning him when he needed help would seriously make you feel like an asshole.
You reached out a hand to his shoulder, shaking it. “Hey buddy, c’mon, it’s time to go.” His eyelids fluttered open, pale green eyes with blown out pupils met your own. You had to chuckle, because currently you probably both had matching bags under your eyes. “Mmmsorry, din’t meena this time...” he started to mumble, pushing himself up on his elbows. You shushed him, slipping the lanky man’s arm over your shoulder and supporting his waist. You pretended not to notice when his head hit your shoulder and his lips grazed your neck.
You dug the cost of his tab and a fairly generous tip out of the wad of cash in your pocket, knowing Piers would pay you back, and left it on the bartop. With a casual salute to the barkeep you pushed out into the cold night air to walk the block to your flat, spikey friend stumbling drunkenly at your hip.
After somehow managing to drag him up the stairs while he uttered a thousand mumbled apologies, you finally were able to get him through the door of your apartment and, using his own uneven momentum, maneuvered him to your old couch. With some minor struggling, mostly due to his unsteady movements, you were able to remove the stiff leather jacket he had performed with, the lining slightly damp with sweat. He exhaled in what was probably actually a burp, slumping down into the well worn cushions. “Mmmdad was ‘nalcoholic y’know…” he started to slur. You patted his knees, a silent request to lift his leg, one at a time, giving you access to remove his heavy boots so he didn’t get dirt all over your furniture. You only paused for a moment to smile at his zigzagoon patterned socks. “Wuzzah a mean drunk tho. Hit me an’ mum. Probly would’ve hit Marn.” you nodded, setting his boots by the door. You'd heard this story before. You had never met the previous Gym Leader, but you'd heard enough from others and Piers to know he was an absolute menace, but not in the charming way like Piers was. 
What you hadn’t heard before though, and what made your head shoot up was the sniffles that came next. 
There he was, the notoriously tough punk rocker, head tilted back, letting tears pour from his still open eyes “Couldn’ do that to people I love. Not Marn. Not you.” Your eyebrows furrowed at him as you flushed slightly, but knew it was more likely a drunk’s slip of the tongue. Something embarrassing he wouldn’t even remember in the morning. 
You snapped out of it. Wasn't the first time he had implied or outright said he loved you while drunk, probably wouldn't be the last. He was just an emotional and affectionate drunk.
What he said right now wasn't important.
Right now, you had to make sure he had something in his stomach besides booze and that he was hydrated. The Chamber would probably be pissed if their sponsored Gym Leader went into work hungover and you weren't about to let that happen. Taking the few steps to the small corner that constitutes a kitchen in your apartment, you put some tap water into one of your larger mugs (why did you have so many mugs?) and grabbed a snack you knew he'd like. Walking over to your couch you plopped down next to your crying companion "Piers, we all know you aren't like your dad. You're fine." Wet green orbs rolled to look at you as you spoke "Well, you won't be if we don't get some food and water in you." He nodded, rubbing his tears and snot away with one hand as you forced the water-filled mug into the other. You honestly wish you'd had something with a lid to give him but thankfully he managed to finish the water with only minimal spillage.
Taking the mug from him to set aside, you then pressed the snack bag into his chest. His arms stayed limply at his side. Unfocused eyes looking directly at you he just opened his mouth.
Oh hell no.
"Piers, I am not feeding you." you said flatly, looking unimpressed. This was met with a drunken whine as his expression changed to a glower. To the untrained eye, he might’ve looked threatening, but to you he just resembled a giant toddler. "Pouting won't change my mind, you know. Where's Mr. 'I can handle this'? Old Mr. Responsibility?" Continuing his whine he finally moved to break into the previously opened bag and feed himself, flopping down on the pillow to the opposite side of the couch from you. You took the opportunity to go back to the sink for more water when you heard him mumble something. Rejoining him on the couch you asked to repeat himself. He definitely was still having a tantrum, refusing to make any kind of eye contact. Between crunches you were able to make it out:
"Fed me on newwyears tho."
Had you? You flicked back through your memories from a couple weeks back. It had been the second New Year's party with the Chamber, this time you'd actually cut loose a bit more than your first one, when you were trying desperately to impress the higher-ups. You do know you hung out with Piers quite a bit that night, and you'd gotten so used to taking care of him drunk– well, it seemed plausible. "Yeah, well, I was drunker than you are now. Shouldn't get your hopes up," You smirked and leaned over to ruffle his already mussed ponytail with your non-mug-occupied hand. He still refused to meet your gaze.
You sighed at the sulking inebriated adult you’d found yourself caring for.
“I got you more water.” you held the refilled mug out towards him. He hummed but continued crunching away. Ah yes, holding a grudge over something silly as only a drunk man could.
“Piers…”
His eyes darted over to your frustrated and dismayed expression and he begrudgingly sat up straight again, but over-corrected and ended up with his head on your shoulder, his beloved munchies set aside and forgotten. “S’fine. Mmjus gonna waiddil nex’ year,” you could feel him grinning drunkenly into you. Like whiplash this man was. 
“Okay so you’re going to finish this water,” you offered him the mug again, taking advantage of his mood shift. He accepted it again, holding it in both hands to keep it steady. Drinking greedily he hummed an affirmative.
“And then after that, you’re going to get some sleep, right?”
“Mmmmhm,” he mumbled into the mug, as it quickly ran empty. A refreshed exhale declared the water part of the agreement finished, now it was time for the sleep part. This was punctuated by him pressing the empty container into your chest. Once it was firmly in your grasp, he immediately flopped back onto the couch, but his legs still hung off around you in a way you were sure wasn’t comfortable.
Getting up to set the mug in the sink, you helped right him on the couch so he had his legs up. Once the mug had been handled, you reached for the blanket sloppily folded over a chair back from the last time he had crashed at yours. You tossed it over him from behind the couch in such a way that it covered all but his ponytails, which were themselves slung over the armrest haphazardly. He flipped it off his face with one arm swung up and a grunt, much to your amusement. You bent over the couch back, leaning on your elbows, looking down at the man whose companionship you’d come to value over the last couple years.
“Okay, if you don’t need anything else, I’ll be heading to bed myself. You good?”
For the second time that night, Piers managed to surprise you when the hand that had shoved the blanket away softly grasped the arm of your hoodie. You looked at the hand and then met his eyes, once again looking a little misty.
“Stay.”
“You know we won’t both fit comfortably on this couch, Piers.”
“S’fine. Jus stay. Please.”
And how could you abandon him when he really needed you?
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I always said you could rely on me
Now it seems that I was wrong
I want you to stay
I want you to stay with me
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cho-aaacho · 6 months
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(Flufftober 2023) Picnic
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Main Masterlist I Archive of Our Own
Flufftober 2023 Masterlist I Prompts List
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Tags : Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Picnic, Swimming Date, Flufftober 2023, Reader is genderless
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(Flufftober Day 21)
"Wow, I never thought that a picnic would be this good," he mused. "You are always the best."
As he drowned himself in the crystal-clear embrace of water, Piers felt as though he'd entered the gate of heaven. It had been a long time since he spoiled himself in the river's frigid caress, sipping on honeyed lemon juice and chewing a slice of sandwich from their well-packed picnic hamper.
The weather today was so good, almost like a masterpiece painting from heaven; the clouds resembled cotton candy and clung to the sky with their pastel blue color. The gentle breeze waltzed in the atmosphere, and the gentle greenish woods also had grapes that hung there like succulent jewels, ripe for plucking.
You found yourself sitting on the riverbank while your eyes were set on Piers. His damp hair is covered with the natural scent of algae, while his skin releases an intimate connection with the cool embrace of water and the warmth from the sun.
The golden glow danced upon him, transforming his presence into a wonderful work of art, and you have a terrible urge to capture Piers' photograph. No doubt he's so dramatically sexy with a touch of nature.
With a sly, mischievous smile, you said, "You look adorable, Piers. How about I take a photograph of you?" A gentle kiss was placed on his earlobe, waiting for his response.
"Hmm?" He shook his head and chuckled, extending his arm to rest on your lap, as if teasingly luring you toward the river. "Sweetheart, I'm not wearing anything," he quipped.
"But you're on the water. It isn't my problem; I just want to cherish this moment with you. After all, Redfield will be loud again about training, and he'll take you from me!"
Now he is transforming into a mystical creature from the fantasy book you read. Where they have some magical power to make humans breathe beneath the water's surface.
At that moment, you couldn't help but feel foolish about what you saw. His wet hair was framed with seductive glassy eyes, and his soft pink lips begged to be kissed. His strong and deep voice held you in a mesmerizing trance.
You're not sure if you're still normal. Anyone will never really comprehend your devotion to Piers, wondering if it's reality or merely a dream.
A sly grin played on his lips. "A photograph, you say? Oh, yes, darling. You'll have that by doing this—"
In a forceful movement, Piers tugged you beneath the surface of the river, letting the chill waters compulsively caress your skin. It feels like he is trying to pull your soul into his mischievous games.
"What the hell is this, Piers?" You snatched his shoulder. "I don't have any other clothes! How could you—"
Your words were cut short as he sealed your lips with a tender yet sensual kiss. He planted another kiss on your lips, leaving a gentle yet amusing nibble on your lower lips. His arm circled your waist as another hand traced the contours of your cheek with affection.
"Perhaps, my dear, I should buy other clothes for you, and let's call this a swimming date!"
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smallestapplin · 1 year
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Heyooooo I’m back!
Had a panic attack at work yesterday and now it’s got me wondering how certain characters would react to their s/o having a panic attack. So could I get some headcanons for the submas bros, piers, and Raihan?
Maybe the s/o has a Pokémon like an absol or a ninetails(either variant both are wonderful) that is trained to sense when an attack will happen and usher them to a safe spot for when it happens?
- a very tired Pierced Anon (it’s like 1am rn I woke up briefly right as the requests opened)
Of course! I’m so sorry you had to go through that! :(
Also I’m so sorry I couldn’t think of anything for Raihan, that wasn’t like the same as the others😭
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⚫️Ingo⚫️
- the subway station has several safe rooms, scattered across each station.
- What he wasn’t expecting was to be greeted by your Ninetails. The Pokémon snuck up on him, tugging at his pants and nudging him towards one of the safe rooms.
- The fire type didn’t have to try hard, Ingo was already running just realizing they were yours.
- Only slowing down once to the room, it’s so much quieter here, and dimmer too.
- And there you sat, shaking and taking quick breathes.
- Ingo is quick to act, him and your ninetails working in sync together. Ninetails quickly snapping you back to reality, nudging you and laying their head on you, grounding you before Ingo steps in.
- “Dear, may I get close?”
- Your breaths are shaky, and look on the verge of tears, but you nod and raise a hand to bring him closer.
- Ingo instantly at your side. He takes off his work coat, and wraps it around you before sitting next to you.
- You lay your head on his shoulder, and he wraps an arm around you. Rubbing soothing circles and speaking to you as softly as he can.
- Talking about anything just to keep your mind occupied with him, and his words, and not about your panic.
- He radios Emmet, telling him the situation and that he will be in this safe room, with you, until you better.
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⚪️Emmet⚪️
- your absol, to Emmet, is a blessing. Always knowing before you even know, and if in the subway, always rushing to Emmet.
- The two can usually be seen running at top speeds through crowds, just to get to you before your anxiety picks up.
- They always make it just in time, and get you into the office before you become so overwhelmed.
- Absol on one side of you, nuzzling against you arm or lap. Then on the other side of you is Emmet, nuzzling his face against your neck, humming and kissing you.
- They stay there, comforting you until the tears and shaking have stopped, and your breathing has slowed.
- “I’ve got you darling! I’m right here.”
- You get the neediest comfort there is, as Emmet makes jokes to get you to smile or laugh.
- Or he just pulls you to his lap, cuddling you until you say you’re fine and can leave the office.
- He’s smothering you with affection, until you’re ready to go.
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🎸Piers🎸
- Your Absol and him are a team, your anxiety and panic attacks are no match for them.
- Just as your heart picks up, and your body starts to freeze up.
- There he is, and your Absol.
- Both takin you to somewhere calmer, and safer. Piers speaks to you the entire time, his voice low, and soft, so soothingly to you.
- He talks about his music, guitar types and history, and things he knows you like, just to calm you.
- Absol lays across your lap like a weighted blanket, while Piers’s jacket is over you, and he tells you funny stories of him and his Obstagoon when they were young.
- He just wants to keep your mind filled with things, that isn’t about anything bad you’re feeling.
- Once you seem to have calmed down enough, he asks how you’re doing.
- “We can stay here as long as you’d like, don’t worry about it.”
- He’s in no rush, and your comfort is his top priority.
- He will be damned if he leaves you.
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pink-wooloo · 2 years
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heyhey, if its not too much trouble can i request a piers x gn reader? with the #4 prompt playing with their fingers? im ass deep in piers brainrot and i need some cavity creating fluff. thanks!
sure! ଘ(੭˃ ᵕ ˂ )੭❤️
disclaimer: the reader is a pokemon nurse in this drabble/oneshot!
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Chilling on the couch || Piers x gn!reader
It's been so long since you and Piers have cuddled like this, Piers is usually pretty busy with his concerts, meet-and-greets, etc, and you are often pretty busy as your shifts in the poke center are really long. You really missed Piers and he really missed you. Piers would often go to the poke center in hopes of seeing you there and you often went to his concerts to see him. But now, finally, the both of you were together, cuddling on the couch, just enjoying each other's company.
As you laid on top of him, your head on his chest, you could feel his heart beating, it was so relaxing. Piers held your hand close to him, he played with your fingers gently.
"Your hands are real soft, doll" He spoke softly, as he traced your hands' silhouette with his fingers. You chuckled and kissed his neck in a romantic manner, which made him smile.
"I've really missed you" You softly said. He kissed your forehead and nodded.
"You don't know how much I've missed ya'"
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This one is short but I tried to make it cute! :)
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