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clanwarrior-tumbly · 1 month
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Could I maybe get a Hisuian!Reader who came to Paldea through a space time rift? They remember everything, they still have all their old Pokemon, they like to share stories of their adventures (anything from taking on Volo to "Oh yeah, I caught this alpha garchomp after a half-hour standoff, here's her gigaton ball lol."), they've got little scars here and there from accidentally standing too close to Pokemon attacks or taking fall damage, and they give descendants of their Hisuian Pokemon to their blueberry friends (BBE4, Carmine, and Kieran) during their trades. To make things even more interesting, I wonder what that reader would think about bloodmoon ursaluna, Perrin, and modern Sinnoh - seeing their dear friend Adaman in someone alive today and seeing just how much things have changed over the years
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The PLA fixation is real so YESSSIR I finally got around to this one. I separated the headcanons by region and their respective characters
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Paldea (Arven, Penny, Nemona)
After finishing your mission in Hisui, you decided to confront Arceus, being satisfied with everything you've done for the Survey Corps and the good people of Jubilife Village.
You fully finished the pokedex, fulfilling Professor Laventon's dreams, and were ready to return home.
After some reluctance, Arceus agreed and ensured you wouldn't lose any of your memories, as you didn't want all your feats in Hisui become lost to history.
It warned you that you'll never get to see Rei/Akari, Professor Laventon, the Wardens...or anyone else ever again.
But you've said your goodbyes and were ready to go back.
One warp through a space-time rift later, you were dropped off in Paldea-
Right where Arven, Penny, and Nemona were discussing whether to call off the search for you or not.
As it turns out, you've been missing for months, not long after the Area Zero adventure, and so it's a rather tearful reunion when they realize the person in the old fashioned clothing was you.
You looked tired, scarred, battle-hardened...and yet you smiled as you joked about being "back from the past".
Since then, easing back into modern life was..trickier than you expected.
You still had the habit of crafting pokeballs and potions as you were taught, rather than spend money buying them in bulk (even though you had boatloads because of your champion status).
You tried getting the trio to follow your directions, but they kept fumbling with the tumblestones and didn't know where to attach the iron chunks that made up the clasps.
When you start talking about feather, wing, leaden, and gigaton pokeballs they stare at you in confusion until you realize "oh shit those are outdated".
Nemona is VERY curious about the gigaton ball, however, and so you show it to her--revealing your Alpha Garchomp branded with the "Former Alpha" mark. She got to keep her height.
"Oh yeah, she was a real feisty one. We had a half-hour standoff on a slippery ice mountain slope but I showed her who's boss haha." You laugh as you share the story of how you encountered and tamed her.
Your fellow champion now thinks you're 10x cooler for actually facing a Pokémon head-on....while poor Arven and Penny are shook(TM) and wondered how you made it back alive.
Especially when they discover your scars are from falling and vicious Pokemon attacks
Introducing your Hisuian starter to your Paldean starter was...a little awkward. One recently became a champion's Pokémon and the other faced Giratina itself.
But they eventually shake hands and become besties, becoming members of your party whenever you wanna battle Arven, Penny, or Nemona again.
You keep accidentally calling out agile/strong style in your commands (ie "Avalugg, make an Agile Avalanche!"), but your Pokémon like to pretend they still know them.
Kitakami (Perrin & Bloodmoon Ursaluna)
Returning to Kitakami felt most familiar..and quite comforting considering how traditional everything is.
Festival of the Masks came back around, and while you didn't get to spend it with Kieran nor Carmine this time...you did wind up spending it with somebody else...
Perrin, who you were drawn to after seeing her Hisuian Growlithe getting into trouble with an Arbok and trying to stand up for itself.
Reminds you of a certain late lord's son..
She expresses her thanks for rescuing her buddy, and mentions how you got there "right on time".
You just look into her eyes and see Adaman: the Diamond Clan leader, the kind man who gave you the celestica flute and came to your aid when you got exiled from the village.
He may be gone now, but time didn't allow him to be forgotten.
Because he lives on in somebody else.
Perrin gets concerned when she sees how emotional you're getting, but you just wipe your eyes and say she just reminds you of an "old friend".
When you show her your other Hisuian Pokémon, she's THRILLED and wants to take all of their pictures, delighted to have proof that these creatures existed.
That leads her to ask how you acquired them, and you start talking about your adventures in the very region she's been studying...including the fact you met her ancestor who used to worship Dialga and had an easygoing attitude like her.
Girl is taking notes fr.
Together you seek out the "Bloodmoon Beast", only to discover that it was an Ursaluna who travelled alllll the way to Kitakami from Hisui, the environment causing it to change appearances and abilities.
You were fascinated, wondering what Lord Ursaluna or Calaba would think of him, and made him a member of your team after quelling his rage.
While going on more casual photoshoots with Perrin, you ask her about what Sinnoh is like now or if anyone there knew about Hisui.
She mentions how the elderly folk talk of it, and how the subway battle system was being run by one conductor due to the other going missing...
You find yourself holding your breath---until she says "oh but apparently he came back like yesterday" and you were SO relieved.
'Ingo made it back home, too. Thank you Arceus.'
She plans to invite you to Sinnoh someday, seeing as you're so curious about what it all looks like now.
BB Academy (BBE4, Carmine, & Kieran)
When you got to study abroad at BB Academy, you...sorta forgot all the beef you had with Kieran until you saw him berating a student out in the terarium.
A year later, you're Paldea's champion AND the one who saved Hisui, but you couldn't exactly tell him the latter.
But now you understood why everyone back then calling you a "hero" made you a little uncomfortable.
Ogerpon (who was worried sick about where you've gone all this time), was SO happy to see you were back and got to meet your Hisuian Lilligant. Two plant gals just vibing together.
You find a Kleavor in the canyon biome and become a bit sentimental, happy to see a descendant of the Lord of the Woods had survived to this very day.
He must've known you were the one who helped his ancestor (albeit not without receiving some scars from flying wood chips), as he bowed and began walking alongside you, loyal to a tee.
Least to say, he became a valuable ally when you finally battled Kieran in the championship.
He sees that you've definitely changed a lot, too. You look tougher and he was concerned about where that scar across your eye came from....
But he's still obsessed with winning, and his attitude when talking about Terapagos afterwards reminds you of...well...Volo.
It's such an extreme comparison, and you hate how your brain immediately jumped to that considering that was a legitimate monster of a man who betrayed you.
Yet it feels like such a similar situation when Kieran pits the turtle against you in the Underdepths, obsessed with power and wanting nothing more than to be recognized as "worthy".
At least he wasn't planning on ending the world, just yours.
After you both reconcile, you spill the beans about where you've gone for the past year, expecting him to laugh or shun you again for keeping such a big secret from him.
Instead..he has this star-eyed look and wanted to know MORE.
So during your next visit to Kitakami, you tell him and Carmine some stories of your Hisuian adventures, showing off Kleavor and your Alpha Garchomp.
Seeing that you still liked to make authentic pokeballs and potions made Kieran appreciate you a lot more. Kitakami used to have a lot of those apricorns, tumblestones, and leeks before everything became mass-produced.
Like him, you really became out-of-touch with today's technology, so while he's learning it, you're re-learning it along with him.
Eventually you tell those same stories to the BB E4, who are all just as shocked, amazed, and bewildered as the twins were.
And when they all came to offer up a trade, you knew what to do:
For Drayton, you gave him a Goomy, insisting that he trains it fully, not wanting to spoil the "surprise".
As lazy as he is, he does so and is stunned when Sliggoo is revealed to be chilling in its own shell, and Goodra had its whole shell on its tail, capable of withdrawing into it anytime
Ngl it makes him wish he had his own shell to withdraw into just to escape situations.
For someone like Kieran who likes old-fashioned stuff, you figured a Hisuian Voltorb would suit him best.
Its appearance reminds you of the olden ways pokeballs were made, and he got the hang of crafting a few himself after a little trial and error!
He gets nervous about it exploding like Kantonian Voltorbs at the slightest touch, but is happy to find out it's super friendly and discharges just to spook humans.
As for Carmine, the sharpness in her golden eyes reminds you of a certain ghost type's...and thus you believed giving her a Hisuian Zorua was ideal. You had a feeling she'd love its evolved form.
When she does evolve it, she's stunned that it has reddish highlights like she does, jokingly asking if this is her in "another life".
Least to say, she loves it indeed.
While you were adamant about giving Amarys your Kleavor, you ended up trading her a Scyther and give her a black augurite afterwards, explaining how it's the secret to its other evolution.
She mentioned deposits of that mineral existing within the canyon biome, but it couldn't actually evolve the surrounding Scyther population due to being simulated.
But thanks to you, she gets to witness that in-action because you held onto an authentic piece of it, and she gives you her thanks.
As for Crispin, well, you believed a Hisuian Growlithe was perfect for him. It was energetic, loyal, and full of fire..just like him.
He got teary-eyed at the story you told of the late Lord Arcanine, his son, how you quelled his frenzy, etc..and feels inspired to train the pup you've given him into something incredible.
One thing Kantonian and Hisuian Arcanines have in common? They love spicy foods.
For Lacey, you trade her a Hisuian-born Petili, encouraging her to use the sun stone right away.
She does and is delighted to see Lilligant as such a graceful dancer..who really packs a punch when it counts!
She'll definitely doll her up and ensure she knew Charm (the only fairy move Hisuian Lilligant could know, alas).
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shovelbug · 8 months
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Can you write some headcannons for Adaman and (if you're ok with it) a male reader? I really like Adaman, but all the fics are x f!reader
of course, anon. this is my first time writing for Adaman, i hope you like it.
Adaman x Male! Reader General Headcanons
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For all the emphasis Adaman puts on not wasting time, it takes him a while to realizing his feelings for you.
The man is usually preoccupied with Diamond Clan matters, after all. Relationships were never really something he put much thought into in the first place, and things naturally can fall to the wayside.
However, when he does realize (or when Mai calls him out for staring at you again,) he's actually pretty quick to make his feelings known!
In his eyes, time is a precious thing, and he doesn't want to waste it on wondering when he can instead spend that time with you.
He'll let you know when the two of you are alone, probably with a small gift. Something meaningful that he spent time making for you.
He's very casual about it and makes sure not to pressure you at all.
When you reciprocate, he's ecstatic! Might end up sweeping you up in a hug then and there, forgetting about his calm and collected clan leader persona for a moment.
While queer relationships aren't actually too uncommon in Hisui, this is probably the first time he's had feelings for another man. (Or anyone, really.)
So it's very new and exciting to him!
Probably not super huge on excessive amounts of PDA and whatnot (he has an image to uphold, after all) but will happily hold your hand and exchange quick kisses when there's not so many people around.
More than happy to indulge in all the affection you'd want in private, however.
If you're a part of the Galaxy Team, he takes care to note the times you go out exploring for your research to see you off, if he can.
He'd like to go with you, but often his responsibilities prevent it from happening.
Will fret over you slightly, telling you to please be careful and stay safe. He trusts your natural ability and skills, but Hisui is a dangerous place. He doesn't want you to get hurt, is all.
Thinks about you often when you're gone. His mind is constantly running a hundred miles a minute, but thinking of you and what you might be doing helps him slow down, in some small way.
"Spending time with you is time well spent, in my eyes!"
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smashingdollz · 10 months
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Hi, i love your writing andjsndlw!!! May i request Adaman x touch starved reader who has finally started to open up to people since has arrived in hisui? Any pronouns are fine and can also be smut if that's ok with you
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hi hi! im very flattered that you love my writing, thank you! i can totally do that! i dont do smut mainly because i feel like i wont do it any justice and ill write it super awkward- but im considering trying to write spicy stuff in the future so you could request stuff then! im also going to try a new way of writing heacanons, ive seen other people write this way and it seems easier. (also im not sure if you wanted a story or headcanons)
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-he was actually happy to see you finally opening up to the people around you. i mean you kept to yourself since the day that you arrived so why would he not be happy about you physically opening up to people, hes especially happy when its him
-the first time you've ever openly craved his touch he lightly teased you as he had that smile on his face (you know the one) but then of course embraced you in his arms while his other hand played with your hair
-you dont mind hugging or clinging onto people in public. but with Adaman you'd prefer to do all that in a private place, you dont know why you just do. (you do know, you just dont want people in public to see the flustered look on your face and how vulnerable you look as you melt in your touch)
-he also finds it absolutely adorable when you cling onto people in public, he loves seeing your face. later he even asks you about it. And he smiles happily when he feels you cling onto his arm and lightly tug the fabric of his haori.
-i also imagine you just clinging onto his arm as he walks around working or judt doing things in your shared tent in the diamond settlement. or even when the two of you are walking in a secluded area surrounded by wild Pokemon.
-he honestly wouldnt mind spending his time or even missing part of a meeting just to lay down with you in his arms as you crease his back and he creases your hair/head. wouldnt mind spending his time with you at all because he's an absolute sucker for you
-he wouldnt mind doing that all day until you go to sleep in his arms. he would also constantly rub your back through out the night and make you feel all warms oh my god-
-one thing he would constantly do is that he would play with your finger tips, and after a while he will match your finger tips with his and leave it like that for a couple of seconds before slowly intertwining his hand with yours, and you absolutely love when he does that. (this has me blushing oh my god 💀)
-if he ever sees you hesitate to cling onto him or to grab his hand he'll just pull you close to his chest so you could cling onto him or slightly brush his hands against yours before intertwining his with yours.
-i also imagine that one day you were clinging, hugging, etc onto Adaman and your Pokemon appear and push that two of you even closer to each other. if you have a Sylveon i imagine it wrapping its ribbons around the two of you binding the two of you together.
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You silently sat on the edge of the bed in your and Adaman's shared tent in the Diamond Clan settlement. Inside the tent was surprisingly big despite its small appearance on the outside. As you sat your feet slightly hoovered over the floor and you began to slightly kick your feet.
You let out a sigh through your nose as you leaned placed your elbows on your legs and propped your face in the palm of your hands. You starred at your swaying feet for what seemed like hours, you've been waiting Adaman to come back from a meeting. Of course you know that Adaman is an extremely important person and he doesnt just belong to you and only you, but in that moment you cant help yourself. You want to be in his arms and be engulfed in his scent.
After some time you saw a shadow being cast over you. You looked up and it was the one and only, Adaman. You hadn’t noticed his arrival because you were occupied with the thought of… well, him (funny isn’t it?) He had his usual smile on his face and his right hand rested on his hip. Your fingers lightly twitched against the fabric of your pants. Without a word you got up from the bed and embraced him tightly, your force caused him to stumble back a bit.
He regained his balance before wrapping his arms around you. "I missed you.." you breathed out against his chest. "I know I know..." he rested his chin on top on your head and began to rub circles on your back. A sigh of relief left your lips as you leaned more into his touch. "I know you're busy, but please stay..?" He smiled, "Im yours for the rest of the day. My attention is yours, my time is yours"
From then on the two of you spent the rest of the day together in each others embrace. You focused on him, all his attention was yours (same with him), and you made sure to keep as much physical connection with him as possible. :)
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hi, so i formatted the story and HC's differently because i realized that i write in clumps and that might be difficult for others to read so i spaced them out a bit more. Let me know if this is better!
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r0-boat · 8 months
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Hii, since requests are open could i request either face sitting or something for butler! Volo? Yk the part about fucking the reader stupid after they sassed him? That one.
Thanks! :)
I think I got just what you're looking for ; )
Reprimand
Nsfw
Cw: spanking, bondage, rough sex, name-calling
Gn!reader
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Volo head butler of your family's estate. The prime example of a perfect staff member. His bright smile and vast knowledge of history and culture made him not only immensely popular with your family but also with the guests who visit the estate for pleasantries or business.
Capable, elegant and trustworthy as well as a good Pokemon trainer to boot he was the perfect Butler for the eldest child that is to inherit the company the entire estate itself.
If only your father knew what was going on behind closed doors when he was gone for his months-long business trips with your mother.
The scene of pure debauchery, this civilized servant of the high class grabbing you by the neck and forces you into your expensive silk, ready to take you like an animal. Laying his palm on your pert ass until your ass turns red with the mark of hand. The bright smile turning into a dark smirk.
" I am very disappointed in you, My liege. Not only did you disobey your father's number one rule,' going out without the company of another. But you also have the nerve to sass me? Tsk tsk tsk, telling me, 'I can't do my job.' "
A hand comes down on your bare ass again you squeak feeling the heated sting of his bare hand on your plush ass. Your arms struggle against the thick rope tied around your bedpost. Which earned a chuckle from your butler.
"Struggle all you wish, my liege. You may be the successor of the estate, and I may be yours anywhere else, but in the bedroom, As We Lay upon these silky white sheets, you are just as much mine as I am yours."
Volo purrs, giving you a kiss on your back before you hear the wrestling of his pants and belt.
" I'll be good for me while I hand you your punishment~"
The leather of his belt slides against your entrance before he strikes your ass with it. The cold smack of the leather against your skin fills the room. Sinking his teeth into his bottom lip, he hums delightfully at the noises coming from your lips.
Volo grinds against your ass; you can just feel the heat of his big heavy cock sliding between your legs grinding against your most sensitive areas. the head of his cock kissing your tight fuck hole as he grinds shaft up against you. Volo enjoys the feeling of your precum soaking his shaft, teasing himself with your body until he could take no more pressing his head, leaking with precum against your tight hole. Ready to fuck you.
You moan out your butler's name feeling his cock peirce you open
"That's it Master. Take It All In. Take all of me and receive your punishment like a good whore.~"
As soon as he was balls deep inside of you, he began to move. At first, slowly grinding his hips against your ass, making you feel every inch of his cock gliding deliciously against your walls before gradually picking up. Before long, the sound of skin moans and growls fills the room as he slams his hips into you over and over. With one hand on your neck and another on your ass with the belt in hand, ready to strike you once again.
" I wonder would your father would think if they knew how much of a slut you are-." SMACK . "-I wonder how all your friends and business partners think if they knew how much of a fucking bitch you are when you're underneath me-." SMACK "-Tightening around my cock like a common whore as you're about to cum..."
He hisses a wicked smile plastering across his face as he tightens his grip around the back of your neck. You wanted to protest fight back against his slander but the way his cock was kissing the deepest part of your insides made your mind go blank you are already so close as Volo tries to force an orgasm out of you.
"You close, aren't you? I could feel it, I could feel your whore walls milking me. I shouldn't let you have a treat, but I am a gracious servant. Come on, my Liege. Cum! Mark me! Cum around me and Mark me as yours like I always have been!"
Your eyes roll back. The screams of Volo's name are music to his ears as he fucks you through your orgasm.
Your fingernails dig into his back Volo increases his pace jackhammering into you over and over drilling you into your mattress as he chases his own orgasm while you milk him for all he's worth.
"Y-yes! Fuck! K-keep cumming! h-haha! Good, perfect slut. Perfect slut just for me! Taking your punishment so well! C-cumming! Im cumming!"
His legs shake as he slams into you one final time letting his hips still deep inside of you shooting load after load making sure he empties all of himself in you.
You catch your breath when he moves his hand off your neck slumping down onto the bed Volo made sure he stayed inside you making sure every drop of himself was deep. However to your surprise your butler still felt hard. Volo lean down nibbling your ear whispering.
" you're not done with your punishment."
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pokemenlovingmen · 10 months
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hi :-) could i request melli cuddling hcs with a gn!reader pls? (if it helps - i feel like he'd be a bit more vulnerable around his partner since he canonically used to be very shy and i reckon internally he won't be completely rid of that)
Hey first Melli request!! You got it! Melli is very silly and very slay, he’s living the GNC male dream tbh
GN!Reader x Melli Cuddling Headcanons!
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💙 — Firstly, we need to acknowledge the Donphan in the room: the best part of cuddling with Melli is hands-down his hair. It’s so bouncy and silky and soft, especially considering this is ancient Hisui and the resources needed to keep his hair in this condition are not easy to come by, yet Melli can maintain it anyway. You can play with it and run your hands through it, twirling it around your fingers and petting it like it’s a Pokémon’s fur. He’ll grumble and complain about how you’re being so overbearing and intrusive and your hands are so dirty and oily, you’re going to ruin his hair, but he never stops you.
💙 — Because if you know your boyfriend, you know he really loves to complain but is all bark and no bite. Honestly it’s more concerning if he’s not whining at you.
💙 — If you’re cuddling in bed he usually falls asleep facedown on your chest or stomach, giving you perfect access to that hair of his. He may or may not do it on purpose. He may or may not enjoy it when you play with his hair.
💙 — He enjoys when you include your Pokemon in on the cuddle puddle! He doesn’t get to cuddle Pokemon often. Look, Melli loves his Skuntank, but surprise surprise, Skuntank stinks. He’s not keen on doing the same.
💙 — Surprisingly for all he talks, he’s actually pretty quiet when you guys cuddle aside from interjecting occasionally. It’s cheesy, so he’d never say it aloud, but he likes listening to your heartbeat. The steady rhythm is like the ticking of time itself.
💙 — Sometimes, he’ll whisk you away to Moonview Arena for some quality time together. You question if this is actually allowed, but according to him, he’s the warden and he can do whatever. Those times are especially nice, actually. Moonview Arena seems to bring out a tenderness to him like the gentle like of the moon above.
💙 — He’ll tell you stories about when he was a young, much shyer boy, and he would come here for peace and quiet under the solace of the moonlight. It’s shockingly tender and sincere, he usually hates being vulnerable, but it seems the nostalgia of the place brings it out of him. You two sit under the tree beneath Almighty Sinnoh’s shining night sky, and the watchful gaze of Lord Electrode, wherever he may be hidden. He’ll usually rest his head on your shoulder, laughing to himself when his hair gets in your face.
💙 — When he holds you, he does so as though you are a delicate, precious treasure. Again, something he’d never say to your face, but he is truly astounded he was worthy of you. I mean—of course he was. He’s exceptional, worthy of everything and more. Yeah… it’s no surprise someone like him landed someone as flawless as you. But he thinks he’ll cherish and treasure you like you are the rarest jewel of all… just in case.
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jiracheer · 1 year
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authors note ; wrote this last night to ease my anxiety abt a doctor's appointment I had this morning <3
tags ; fem reader (she/her) l light angst l arranged marriage
wc ; 601
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“I am to be wed, Ingo.”
He met her in a field that burst to life with its endless stream of colors. A reflection of blue, white, pink, violet, and many more colors that made him stick out like a sore thumb.
But she… she fit right in. Almost as if she was a nymph. A kind-hearted nymph that tended to the roses despite their thorns pricking and cutting her hands. The pain meant nothing to her if it meant they would thrive.
“Wed?”
“Yes.”
Their first meeting was unplanned, uncoordinated, and completely accidental. An afternoon spent with his Pokémon near the lush undergrowth resulted in the two of them meeting through the dense vines. Eyes garner first impressions simply by taking note of the small details. The Warden found a wonderful display of color in her eyes… And if he spent a few more minutes staring into them, he’d catch the reflection of the field in them.
“Are you… Content with that?”
“I suppose so.”
They continued to meet in the same spot, a coincidence, but then it became a regular thing.
Hushed words and shared secrets were muttered through the vines and sealed away in its roots. The undergrowth had become their haven. She had become his haven.
“I see… Has a day been decided?”
“Yes. I am to marry late spring.”
“That’s rather soon, don’t you think?”
“… I suppose it is.”
Warden Ingo never bothered to see her face to face, neither did she. An unspoken rule of never to see one’s face had formed— and neither seemed eager to break such a rule.
Until now.
“Warden?”
“Yes?”
“May I hold your hand?”
Her request startled him. Hold his hand? This would be the first time they’d ever physically touched, and suddenly he was aware of how sweaty and dirty his hands were from washing Gliscor earlier that afternoon.
“My hands are quite dirty-“
“Please.”
A soft sigh left his nostrils and then a hum. A sign of his consent. His heart raced in his chest when he got a first glimpse of her fingers, taking note of their shape as they peeled through the vines that once served as a barrier.
Gently, as if she was made of glass, he took her hand and held it. They were somewhat cold, but it brought relief to him. His own hands were hot and sweaty, and he hoped she paid no mind to it.
“Warden… I do not wish to marry.”
His heart ached when he heard the depressing tone she took on, and it hurt even more when he picked up on the lingering fear that dripped from her words.
“I’m unsure of what to tell you, miss. Was it not your decision?”
“No. It was not. He’s not the man I wish to marry.”
Ingo’s stomach was starting to feel the result of his building anxiety. He felt odd. Almost unsure of where this was going, but he was curious to know what else she had to say.
In the short time that they’ve known each other, he’s grown rather fond of her. She’s grown to be important to him.
“Then. Who is it that you wish to wed?”
“You.”
Everything came crashing down the second those words met his ears. His hand gave hers a mighty squeeze, signaling that he had heard her confession. However, what could he say? It was such a bold proclamation and— hell, they hadn’t even seen each other's faces nor spent a long time together. And yet…
“Then we shall wed, my dear.”
He was willing to take that chance.
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leggerefiore · 2 years
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❄️Irida General Romantic HCs🦪
cw: PLA Spoilers
⚪️ She's a busy woman, leading and managing her clan and affairs between the Diamond Clan and the Galaxy Team. She still struggles with doubting herself as a leader occasionally, but forces herself forward. There was a reason she was put in charge of the clan, after all. You, the hero of Hisui, offer her your support and time, which she dearly appreciates. She often comes to you with her struggles and thoughts.
⚪️ She is alright with a subtle amount of PDA. Do you wish to remain close to her side? That's alright, but please don't hang off of her. She'll hold your hand and give you a quick kiss, but she's trying to be taken seriously. Adaman snickers at whenever he sees it, but he means it in good-natured. He's happy she's got someone who bounces off her.
⚪️ In private, she likes to be held. Cuddling is good for if the nights of the Alabaster Icelands become even too much of her, and kisses are a sweet, easy way to show you care. You're often sat side by side while she ponders clan related things, and you unwind from a day out in the wilderness. Usually, she might find her way into laying her head on your chest and listening to your heartbeat. Her stress melts away.
⚪️ As soon as everything came to an end with the legendary Sinnoh and your banishment being lifted from Jublife, she's immediately inviting you to come live with her. The fear she felt knowing she had to pick between your or her clan's safety was a blade directly into her heart. Irida would prefer you move into her settlement before things get dicey again with Team Galaxy. Not that she's necessarily expecting it, but she's hesitant.
⚪️ You basically become her co-leader, as she likes to run leadership rulings and ideas by you. Your approval is important to her, alongside your support. Being her partner, you also have some sway in the Pearl Clan, not that you'll likely ever have reason to use it. On the bright side, Kamado now has to address you with a level of respect not only as the saviour of Hisui but a person of high rank in a clan. Even Irida admits she feels a bit smug about that.
⚪️ Her idea of a date is exploring the icelands, so have fun. You already live in the chilly area, get ready to learn about it, too. It's nice overall because she'll tell you about memories and events she has of the reason happily. You'll even get to have an arm around her, or she'll have an arm around you. You're both kept close as you explore, body heat sharing coming in extra handy.
⚪️ She gets upset if you choose Adaman to help during your banishment. She's your girlfriend, how dare you. Of course, you don't do that and immediately ask her to go with you. She's extremely supportive, if not more than worried, as you handle the challenges in the lakes' caves. In fact, despite knowing it needed to be done, she was panicking every time you had to handle a frenzied Noble. It was most obvious with Avalugg, actually. Arcanine had her relieved that the region had a Noble again, and she didn't actually know you all too well for Kleavor. You aren't doing that any more; however, she decrees as a law (“jokingly”).
⚪️ She's not really the jealous type as she trusts you not do anything, but there are moments where she's not exactly happy about your conversation partner. For the longest time it was Adaman, often pushing herself into your talking with him or pulling your attention from him. That changed after the events with the Sinnohs, so now she's much calmer about your interactions with her. Especially since it's out there that you're dating. Though, she feels a bit envious when she sees how well you get along with Warden Ingo. Irida understands you come from similar circumstances, but still. She stews in a silent jealousy.
⚪️ She thinks your research is a bit funny, honestly, but offers her help. Irida knows a decent bit about pokemon, having lived basically beside them all her life. You bring her to Laventon and demand she share all of the knowledge about Glaceon, so you can avoid the suffering of trying to obtain one. She's giggles at this but goes along with it. If she has some spare time, the Pearl Clan leader may accompany you and watch how you do things with mild interest.
⚪️ When the event with Volo happened, you bet she was rushing over. She popped in right as Volo and Giratina were defeated and witnessed the latter half of his breakdown alongside the transformation of your flute. Her Glaceon is posed, ready to attack if Volo tries anything else. She's genuinely terrified for you again. Volo backs down and simply vanishes after, however. You take a deep breath and rush over to your girlfriend. Hugging her tightly, you begin shaking from the terror of betrayal and the attack on your life. Irida completely returns the hug, pulling you close to her. Volo is banned from the Pearl Settlement, naturally (and everywhere else).
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onestepbackwards · 1 year
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//Chatting
My buddy has decided to start another playthrough of LA, but they told me this time they're going to get to a certain point in the story and then stop, effectively holding Volo captive.
And then I started thinking about your self aware AU and wondering how he might react to that.
You don't want him to leave? So much so you'd turn back time from their point of view (and thus proving your divinity)? Maybe you just intended to torment him by ensuring the second phase of his plan can never go into motion, but he'd probably take it as a purely affectionate action. Perhaps even believing that you want to grant him salvation.
He doesn't need to go through with his original plan to meet Arceus.
You've opened his eyes. He knows who the true deity is.
Now this is good 👀
Volo is fully aware after a bit. You restarted time, and refuse to initiate the final encounter, just so you’ll be able to see him again and again?
He has hearts in his eyes. You truly are a merciful god, not only reversing time just for him, but wanting to see him as much as possible.
You truly are divine. How could he not have seen this sooner? No matter, now that he knows who the real god is, he won’t spend time needlessly chasing a False God.
You’re the only one he has eyes for now. The only one he’ll spend time worshipping.
Don’t worry, he won’t try to grab Arceus’ attention any longer. He’ll be trying to grab yours.
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omletteflipper · 26 days
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Why?: Volo x Reader
After everything you've been through, you can't help but be kind to him. But why?
Spoilers for post-post-game.
You were hardly aware of the tall grass crunching under your feet as you hiked along the cliffside. You had searched every nook and cranny for the slightest hint of the man who betrayed you. Why were you looking for him? Why did you care? After hours of trekking and months of searching, you didn't have enough energy to ponder them.
You turned a jagged corner and ducked under an overhang when suddenly you saw it: a hole in the rock face that was just big enough for a large person to squeeze through. You impulsively stuck your head in the gap and let out a gasp.
The cave was decorated with various artifacts that you had never seen before. If that wasn't obvious enough, a yellow and white bedroll was spread across the floor. This had to be it.
"Hello."
You turned around and instinctively threw your arms over your face, cowering from a blow that didn't come. You slowly lowered your arms to see a frustratingly beautiful man staring down at you.
Time had not been kind to Volo. His hair was unkept and knotted, and his once-white tunic was streaked with dirt and grime. It was almost... pitiful.
As if reading your thoughts, he looked down and cringed at his own appearance. "The wilderness was- easier to traverse in my Ginko Guild uniform."
You were shocked by his lack of aggression, but more than that you were shocked by your own. It was by pure instinct that you sought out this man, this man who had tried everything to strike you down. Did time alone in the wilderness make you placid? Did it make him placid?
You searched your pockets and pulled out a haircomb made of finely carved Magikarp bone.
Volo's expression shifted as you offered it to him. He was always hard to read, but now that you know what he's capable of, his true emotions were even more unknown. "Why." he finally said.
You looked down at your feet, not knowing the answer to his question. To his thousand unspoken questions. Because you were my friend? Because I learned a lot from you?Because even though you tried to strike me down I somehow kind of respect you?
"Because your hair is messy."
Volo snatched the comb from your hand and gingerly attempted to run it through his once-beautiful hair, but the teeth quickly got stuck in a matted section.
"Let me help," you offered.
He tried in vain to break up the tangled blond mass before finally tossing the comb at you and sitting down on a rock with a huff.
You gently took his hair between your fingers, assessing the damage. It was clear that he had at least bathed during his exile, but river water could only do so much. It would take hours to detangle it all.
Volo fidgeted under the heat of your gaze and the touch of your hands. He looked like he wanted to speak, but the two of you were locked in an inescapable silence as you began slowly fixing his hair. He knew you wouldn't fall for his usual charms. You knew he wouldn't respond well to talk of redemption. You worked in silence until you gently draped a freshly detangled lock over Volo's shoulder.
"Thank you."
You both spoke the words at the exact same time. Volo turned to see you stifling a laugh with one hand loosely placed over your smile.
"You're welcome." You both quipped simultaneously.
Now Volo was laughing. Oh Almighty Sinnoh how you missed that laugh. It reminded you of your adventures together seeking out legendary pokemon. Before Spear Pillar. You sighed and looked at him wistfully. His round face and sharp chin, his half-lidded grey eyes that squinted a little when he smiled, his strong arms that you could finally appreciate through his threadbare tunic. In that moment you realized you were finally seeing the real Volo.
"Why?" Volo asked again, as soft as a song.
As you searched for the right words you suddenly felt the weight of your pack dig into your shoulders. You dropped it in front of you and held out the comb again.
"Because your hair could have been messy."
You reached into your pack and pulled out a set of fine clothes woven with threads of gold.
"Because your clothes could have been dirty."
You reached in again and pulled out a set of tinctures and bandages.
"Because you could have been hurt."
Again and again you pulled countless gifts from your pack. Sweet-smelling soaps, a collection of leather-bound novels, a set of hand-drawn illustrations of each of his Pokemon, warm woolen socks. Each gift with a sentiment. A worry. A prayer.
Volo gazed at you as you spilled your heart onto the rocks by his feet. The chosen vessel of his silent god was here, worrying for him. Seeking him out. Spending months of time and wages just to ensure his well-being. A few months ago he would have called you foolish. Before that, he would have shoved down his emotions and thought of you as a useful tool. But now? All of the feelings he desperately tried to ignore since the day you met came flooding back.
In an instant you were in his arms. You hadn't even registered that he stood up, yet here you were swallowed up by his mass. Your head pressed against his chest as he cradled your body with ease. You melted into each other's touch, breathing in the mountain air.
You gazed up at him, noticing the soft intensity in his eyes as he stared back. His arms shifted slightly, tightening his grip around you. Unkempt as he was, Volo was still beautiful.
"Why?" You asked.
You could feel Volo's chuckle vibrate through his body before trailing off into little hums. He removed one hand from your embrace and ran his fingers along the combed section of his golden hair. It was his turn to lay his heart bare to you.
With every chance encounter, Volo had grown to admire your love for Pokemon. With every legendary pokemon and plate you tracked down together he began to grow fond of your presence. The world was so unfair, and yet over the past months Volo found himself yearning for the company of its protector.
"Because... I love you."
Volo said it with certainty. No smirk on his face or humor in his expression. A few months ago he considered you proof that life was nothing but unfair to him. Now, you were proof that the world was kind.
You squeezed him even tighter and buried your face in his chest. It was only after catching the sound of Volo's racing heartbeat that you realized you never gave him an answer.
"I love you too."
Volo smiled his signature toothy grin and suddenly your feet were off the ground. The both of you laughed as he spun you around with adrenaline-filled joy.
The two of you collapsed onto the rock with you in his lap, enjoying each other's warmth. You reached to run your fingers through his hair when you remembered. You pulled the comb from your pocket and began untangling a second lock of hair. You could stare directly at his face now. You liked this smile much better than the smirk he used to wear. This one crinkled his eyes into a warm expression and rounded his cheeks. The more you stared, the more you noticed a pink blush creep across his face.
"May I kiss you?" You found yourself asking.
"Are you sure?" Volo's smile faltered. Another set of unspoken questions. Are you sure you want to trust me again? Are you sure I'm worthy? Are you sure you want to love me?
"Yes." You breathed.
Volo's lips crashed into yours with surprising intensity. His grip on your body tightened as he poured every ounce of passion he had ever had right into your lips. You let out a squeak of surprise as he leaned you further down until your head was parallel to the ground. His hand cushioned your head against the rock as you felt his whole torso pressing on your body.
Every moment you thought he'd break away he didn't. You were locked in your embrace as the sun began to set and the heavens began to unfurl. Finally, when you thought you'd fall asleep with your lips against his, Volo slowly pulled back and searched your expression. Was that too much?
"I- wasn't expecting that."
"I've waited a long time." Volo said simply.
You suddenly became aware that the gifts you bought were still scattered at your feet. "It's getting dark. May I stay the night and care for you?"
"It would be an honor."
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pokeprism14 · 2 years
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You: Mistress Cogita, I need your advice on something.
Cogita: What is it dear lost one?
You: Lately I’ve been feeling off. My face gets hot, my heart pounds uncontrollably, and I keep stuttering.
You: I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
Cogita, smiling: Dear lost one, that’s called love.
You: oh…/////
Cogita: So who makes you feel this way lost one?
You: Volo.
Cogita: You should go see a doctor.
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volos-togepi · 8 months
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Intentions - Volo x reader
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“heyyyy i loved ur last fic!! do you think you’d be willing to write another? i thought this sounded like a fun idea: a volo x reader fic where the reader is just as secretly unhinged and resentful as him and have the same goal. they think they’re manipulating each other into what they want, but then they realize that they’re both after the same thing and escalate their friendship into something more? 🤭 thanksss <3” - anon
i FINALLY got this one finished!!! it only took me a month and a half :')
i hope you enjoy! <3 (also thank youuuuuu!!!!! <333)
y/n - your name 2k+ words (2,076) friends ⟶ lovers
Plates.
Plates are what you’re after.
You’ve been searching and searching, seeking them out to meet with a higher being: Arceus. You’ve devoted so much of your time and efforts into studying the Almighty Sinnoh. Laying low is so hard to do. But, despite how much you want to express your true feelings toward this land you call ‘home’, it’s better you didn’t.
You’ve been watching Volo and the new recruit from afar; watching them both gather the plates you’ve been longing to find. You sigh in frustration. 
They were supposed to be yours.
Once you return to the village, you run into Volo. It seems he’s stocking up on wares to ‘sell’. You already knew he had the lowest numbers in the Ginkgo Guild. It’s not that hard to overhear, especially where you like to sit on Kamado’s balcony to do your work. 
“Seems like someone’s heading back out.”
He turns to you with a rather shocked expression. “Y/n! You startled me.” Quickly gathering himself, he calms down and and smiles. “How did you know I’m heading back out?”
“Well,” you begin, tilting your head. “firstly, you’re stocking up on more wares. Perhaps to sell, or… to use for yourself.” 
You see his cheeks flush slightly. “How do yo—”
“Second, your trousers are already splattered with fresh mud, most likely from the Mirelands. Nowhere else has dirt so… red.” You pause. “What were you going to say? I’m sorry for interrupting.”
He purses his lips. You can tell he’s trying to read you. “Nothing… we’ll pretend it didn’t come up.”
“Mhmm…” 
Silence takes over. It’s not like either of you to stay this way for very long, as you both like to carry on lengthy conversations on the interesting facts of the region. Volo finishes stocking his bag and throws it back on, grunting as the weight of it almost pulls him to the ground. “Well, I’m off to… sell.”
“Before you go—”
His eyes widen, eager to hear what you have to say. Any information to him is important, and you know that oh so well.
“Would you mind telling me why you were the one chosen to help the new Survey Corps recruit over me?” 
He’s taken aback by your question, almost offended that you had asked. “You know how well versed I am in these studies, y/n. You wouldn’t understa—”
“I wouldn’t understand?” Your eyes grow angry. “Do you know how long I’ve been studying each and every ruin and artifact I’ve found in the Hisui region? How much time and effort I’ve put in to piecing together this stupid binder for Cyllene, just so I can spend more time out in the open air? I wouldn’t understand?”
“I didn’t mean to—”
“What I don’t understand is why they let an outsider take the lead on this one.”
You’ve offended him.
Oh, how you’ve offended him.
“Excuse me?!” he shouts. 
You glare at him, lowering your voice. “You heard me, Volo.”
—————
It’s been a few weeks since your argument. Volo’s been trying to apologize since the day after is happened, but you don’t want to hear it. 
“Y/n, please! Do you think I want to help Akari on my own?”
“Who?”
“The new recruit…”
You shrug.  “I never bothered to learn her name.”
Volo lets out a hearty laugh. You’ve never seen him so genuine; so true, even in your past conversations. “That was good.” he responds. “I wish I could say the same.”
You both joke around for a while. It’s nice to have a friend back on your side. 
“Hey…” You break the silence, a more serious tone taking over. “What if I… help you? You know, with finding plates?”
A coy smile spreads across Volo’s face. “I love that idea.”
—————
“For safe keeping. You both travel quite a bit, and I would hate for either of you to lose them.”
Weeks have passed. You’d convinced Volo and ‘whatever their name is’ to let you keep the plates in your possession. Volo was a bit apprehensive at first, but the girl seemed to trust you. “I think it’s a good idea, Volo. Y/n does have a point: we do travel a lot.”
“Fine.”
More days pass. You have all but one. You cannot believe how easy it was to just… take them. You smile as you sit on the bank side of Lake verity, taking in the fresh air around you. You feel a hand touch your shoulder. Startled, you look up to see Volo.
“What are you doing here, y/n?” He sits down next to you, setting his bag to the side.
You shrug. “I needed some air, and Lake Verity is so pretty this time of year.”
He nodded in agreement. “And the plates? Are they safe?”
“Of course! Do you think I’d let them out of my sight?”
He smiles, looking to the water glistening in the sunlight. “Good.”
You sigh. “Hey, this may sound strange, but…” You take a deep breath. “Do you ever feel that… the girl is… getting in the way.”
His eyes light up, and even though he’s not looking at you, you can tell he’s interested in what you have to say. 
“I mean, she wouldn’t even know where to look if it weren’t for you. And, if I’m being honest, you know more about these plates than she does.”
“She’s gotta get home somehow.”
You shrug. “All I’m saying is that you deserve this more than her. We deserve this more than her.”
You watch as Volo’s lips curl into this small, almost unnoticeable smile. “You know,” he says, looking out at the water, “I was wondering when you’d come around.” He turns to you, the smile on his face growing bigger. “I mean, it was only a matter of time.”
“I’m not quite sure what you’re getting at.” you reply. “I was only trying to ma— wait… you’re not doing this for the sake of helping are you?”
He laughs.
Oh how he laughs.
It’s a beautiful sound; a melody. Tears start to roll down his cheeks from the laughter. “Oh, y/n!” he chokes out. “I never have been!”
You start to giggle. 
“I was only trying to get you on my side.” he continues. “I figured it would be—”
“Volo,” You interrupt. “Why do you think I asked to keep the plates?”
He stares at you, unsure of what to say. His eyes are wide, and he seems surprised that you, you, would be trying to sabotage not only the girl, but the entire Survey Corp? “Y/n…” His voice is soft; hushed. “I never thought that you—”
“That I’d want to turn my back on the people of Jubilife? Because I’m not.”
He’s silent.
“I’ve always had this intention. It just took me years of acquiring the knowledge and the connections to feel comfortable enough to go for it…” You pause, watching a Magikarp leap out of the water. “Besides… the girl makes it easier.”
Volo gently slides his hand over yours. You don’t think anything of it. 
You’re friends.
“Meet me in the Highlands tonight.” he says. “There’s something I need to say.”
—————
The Coronet Highlands were so pretty at night. You lay on your back in the patch of flowers at Fabled Spring, looking at the billions of stars just above you in the sky. Volo arrives not too long after you, setting his bag against one of the trees. For once, he’s not in his uniform, wearing a dark green kimono and matching trousers. “I thought I’d dress little casual this evening.” He sits down next to you, pulling something out of his pocket to hand to you. “I thought you may like this.”
You sit up and carefully take what he’s holding. “A comet shard!” you squeak. “How did you—”
“I found it in the Mirelands; the day you caught me with mud-stained pants.” He bit his lip, looking to the ground. “The day of our little spat.” 
You’re silent.
“I’d been wanting to give it to you for so long, and…” He looks at you, eyes filled with starlight. “I just didn’t know how.”
“Volo, I…” You exhale. “Thank you.”
He shakes his head. “No need to thank me, y/n.”
You both lay there for a while, listening to the nature around you. It’s so peaceful; serene, the fireflies lighting up the spring.
“I wish every night were like this.” 
Volo squeezes your hand a little tighter. You watch as his lips curl into the smallest, yet sweetest smile. It makes your heart flutter. 
Had you always felt these things?
“Feeling content with sharing the experience of a serene, summer night.” he continues. “It’s easy with you.”
“I agree.” you reply in an almost whisper. “It’s… it’s nice.”
You can feel his eyes on you, even when you’re focused on the stars above. “So what did you want to talk about?” you ask, trying to break whatever tension you were both feeling.
“Never mind that.” 
You look to him once more. “Volo, I—”
“I just want to share this moment with you.”
He rolls over on his side to face you, his hand caressing your cheek. “Do you know just how pretty you are?”
Your abdomen feels like it’s going to explode. You can’t help but to blush as Volo says these things to you. You hope he doesn’t notice, but…
“Do you like it when I say these things?” He scoots closer, his chest barely touching your arm. “Hmm?”
You look at him, and it’s hard to keep yourself contained.
“I did, actually, want to talk with you about something tonight.” he whispers. “If you’ll allow me to.”
You nod. He takes a deep breath, his hand still placed on your cheek. “Y/n, I— if we’re to use the plates for ourselves, and forge this new world, would you… would you mind if we did it together?” He gulps. “Because I don’t want to do this without you.”
“Volo…”
He pulls you in close. 
So, so close.
“I can’t do this without you, y/n.”
You wrap your arms around him tightly, tangling your limbs together in the patch of flowers you lie on. Volo nuzzles his face into your neck. His breath is warm against your skin, his fingers tracing the seams of your Survey Corps uniform. You feel your breath hitch. Volo feels it too, looking up at you when he does. “Are you alright?”
You nod quickly. Maybe too quickly. 
“Y/n, promise you’re not lying to me.”
“I promise.” you breathe. 
His fingers continue to trace your uniform, every seam; every outline; every wrinkle in the fabric. “Y/n?” 
“Hmm?” You watch as his fingers slowly trace their way up to your neckline. 
“You do know I meant it when I said you were pretty, right?” His tone has completely shifted. He smirks lightly as he looks at you, lust in his eyes. “Because you are.” Untangling himself from your grasp, he sits up, pulling you up with him. “My pretty y/n.”
You were feeling those things again.
And he knows it.
He leans in as close as he can, noses almost touching. “Promise you won’t leave me behind.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.”
He grabs your waist tightly and presses his lips to yours, pulling you into his lap as he does. He’s so passionate, yet so soft; his lips warm against yours in the cool, summer night. He pulls away to look at you, his eyes meeting your gaze as your lips part. You both smile at one another, and Volo is quick to kiss you once more.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for so long.” he says, holding your hands in his.
“Then why didn't you?”
“Because I needed to know where your intentions were.”
You giggle softly at his remark. “Obviously, I made the right choice.”
“That you did.” He pushes a stand of hair out of your face. “Not completely off topic, but how many plates do we have so far?”
“Seventeen.” you respond. “Why?”
He starts to get up, you sliding off his lap into the flowers. Volo extends his hand to you to help you up, not letting go once you’re standing. He looks to the mountain just up above, and a mischievous grin quickly forms on his face. He turns back to you, squeezing your hand tightly.
“Let’s go.”
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 4 months
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Masterlist: Pokémon x Reader
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Sword/Shield
Reader comforting Hop after Bede insults him
HCs: Hop being mentored by a Trainer!Reader who specializes in electric types
Cuddling w/ Piers
HCs: Piers falling in love with Pokepasta!Reader
Raihan reacting to Reader's intimidating Pokémon being soft
HCs: Raihan reacting to Reader, who owns a Zekrom and is sweet to dragon types
Leon encountering Bisharp!Reader in the Galar Championship
Legends of Arceus
HCs: Reader comforting Volo after his defeat
HCs: Warden Ingo w/ a Wanderer!Reader
HCs: Porygon!Reader in Hisui
Reader showing Ingo a Shiny Sneasel (drabble)
Reviving Lady Sneasler (Post-Hisui AU)
Scarlet/Violet
Paldea Trio
Jokingly proposing to Arven
HCs: Arven meeting Reader's Iron Hands
HCs: Meeting Chien-Pao
HCs: Meeting Chi-Yu
HCs: Meeting Ogerpon
Meeting the "Loyal" Three
Meeting Reader's Type: Null (who evolves into Silvally)
HCs: Reacting to Reader's Scolipede
Reacting to Pokepasta!Reader's team
Meeting and helping Mewtwo!Reader who escaped Team Rocket
HCs: Reacting to Reader's Elderly Garchomp (who use to be their grandpa's back in Alola)
HCs: Reacting to Kalosian!Reader who is of royal descent & owns a Furfrou
HCs: The trio (+ Hassel) reacting to Reader who lost their Mightyena
HCs: Reacting to Reader's birthday falling on Halloween
HCs: Reacting to Reader (who is the grandchild of a celebrity model/singer) and their Espathra
HCs: The trio (+ Carmine & Kieran) w/ a Dancer!Reader who is a descendant of sirens and owns Hoopa, Toxtricity, Oricorio, Alpha Primarinna, Meloetta, and Scream Tail
Team Star
HCs: Eri dating Reader, who is also a Shiny Hunter
HCs: Eri w/ Fem!Reader who acts like Team Star's Nurse Joy
HCs: Ortega meeting Fashion Designer!Reader
Gym Leaders + Professors
HCs: Hassel reacting to Reader's Elderly Garchomp
Jacq & Reader reacting to twin Shiny Growlithes hatching from their Arcanines' egg
Reader being cautious of Raifort
Reader convincing Professor Turo to make amends with Arven
Taming Aggressive!Miraidon (Turo Lives AU)
HCs: Cuddling with Turo (angst)
HCs: Larry reacting to Shy!Champion!Reader confessing to him
HCs: Larry meeting Mermaid!Tatsugiri!Reader
Reader w/ Missingno!Larry
Grusha falling in love with a Challenger!Reader who specializes in fire types and easily gets cold
Teal Mask/Indigo Disk/Mochi Mayhem
HCs: Carmine, Kieran, & Perrin meeting Pokepasta!Reader
Reader giving Ogerpon to Kieran (post-DLC)
Kieran reuniting w/ Reader, who was his shy childhood best friend
HCs: Drayton reacting to a reckless Reader
HCs: Kieran (+ Arven) meeting Shy!Reader with a Tapu Koko, Bloodmoon Ursaluna, Salazzle, and Iron Valiant
HCs: BB Elite Four (+ Kieran) dating Reader whose Miraidon get extremely jealous
HCs: Kieran, Carmine, & Drayton reacting to Reader falling into a coma after Terapagos' attack.
HCs: Kieran & Carmine reacting to Reader's new team (BM Ursaluna, Armarouge, Ogerpon, Shiny Slither Wing, Koraidon, & Chien-Pao) in the Indigo Disk
Reader w/ Pokemon
HCs: Paleontologist!Reader meeting Ancient Paradox Pokémon
Iron Valiant rescuing a Child!Reader from Iron Jugalis
HCs: Trainer!Reader comforting Koraidon, Iron Valiant, Mimikyuu, and Maushold after accidentally harming them
Garchomp protecting Fidough!Reader
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shovelbug · 6 months
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Would you ever write Professor Laventon headcannons where he's more of a father figure than friend to the Reader >- >?
it's been a minute since i've played PLA, and my first time writing Laventon, so I hope this suffices.
Fatherly! Laventon and Reader headcanons
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Ever since you fell from the rift in the sky with nothing but the clothes on your back and your knowledge of pokemon, Laventon has worried for you.
There's no doubt you're vulnerable in this new situation, and it doesn't take long for Laventon to become attached to you.
He knows you're capable; that much is crystal clear. Your talent for pokemon handling is nothing like anything he's seen before!
But pokemon can be dangerous, and sending you out into the field by yourself, while useful, always leaves him with nervousness coiling in his gut.
He's always so relieved when you return, and will always fret over you, no matter what state you return in.
Try to exercise caution, though. If you come back hurt, he'll probably have a heart attack.
He likes to sit with you at the Wallflower over some potato mochi, talking about your discoveries that day and how it went.
Speaking of the Wallflower, he often treats you there. He wants to make sure you're eating well, and will often send you out with some extra food tucked into your satchel.
He's always delighted to see you come back with a new discovery or pokemon, particularly when that starter of yours grows up.
If you have downtime, he'll invite you to come and sit with him in his office. Not to work or anything, but to just quietly enjoy each other's company. He'll probably still end up working, though.
A few times he's gotten so absorbed into his work, and when he finally snaps out of it to check on you, he only finds your sleeping form slumped against the desk with your pokemon around you.
He's not quite able to move you, but he'll settle his jacket on you like a blanket, trying to be quiet and not disturb you.
Having come from Galar he's used to somewhat colder weather at times, so if it's particularly chilly he'll lend you his hat, chiding you about your safety and health.
He tries his best to care for you. It may come off as clumsy at times, but there's no doubt he cares for you and has come to see you as his own.
A very proud father.
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smashingdollz · 1 year
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Hello! Can you do something with Adaman who has a shy gn s/o?
~ dykeobsidianblock.txt
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hello! of course i can do that! thank you for the request! Ill do some HCs and a short story!
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-hes always so patient with you, he just happily stares at you while you quietly speak your mind. he absolutely enjoys listening to your voice when you speak, and whenever people are too loud and talk over you, he speaks up for you and or tells them to be quiet so you can speak. and whenever you stammer and stutter he always assures you to take your time and that hes listening.
-he teases you a tiny bit, not anything major. just whenever he sees how nervous you act around him despite being together for so long he just cant help but smile and say, "I find it so cute how im still able to make you so shy around me even though we've been together for a while"
-as a shy person i tend to get extremely nervous and freak out in public spaces at times if its to crowded or loud. so whenever that happens and Adaman's not there to comfort you whenever you start freaking out and getting nervous, his Leafeon can somehow sense it and comes to find you and calm you down. it rubs its head against you releasing a calming smell that you love, (i heard that Leafeon is able to release smells from their leaves, so why not add it in). and when he sees the two of you together he sincerely apologizes for leaving you alone before he gently hugs the both of you.
-hes just always encouraging you, because he understand that being shy can sometimes lead you to feeling insecure of self conscious. so every time when you're feeling insecure of self conscious because of how you act hes always there to say otherwise. "its fine to act like this, its natural, and its okay. i love the way you act, it doesn't bother me at all. i couldn't imagine not spending the rest of my life with you, and only you" and whenever you make an attempt to be more outgoing in public he always praises you no matter what, even if you fail or had an awkward interaction with someone hes proud of you.
-Meli is one to definitely make comments on your shyness(if you stammer/stutter i feel like that something he'll mock you for), and some of the Diamond Clan members are too. Adaman makes sure to scold them publicly, because hes not letting anyone talk about his partner like that. and he spends the rest of they day with you making sure to push all your worries away.
(some small headcannons)
-when youre nervous he hold your hand. and he doesnt care if it gets sweaty, he'll smile at you as you wipe your hands on a cloth and he'll intertwine his hands with yours once again.
-if you dont want to talk or go out he dioesnt force you too, he'll happily spend the day with you at home. even if you protest and tell him he can go out he'd still stay with you.
-all of his Pokemon love you and are so defensive over you. whenever someone is making your uncomfortable they always get in a defensive stance.
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You and Adaman walked around the shopping district in Jubilife village together with Leafeon close to the two of you, and you close to him as he observed all the interesting items for sale. As the three of you were about to leave a booth to look at another both the three of you heard a set of voices calling out to you guys. You guys turned around to see, Akari and Rei, members in the Galaxy team. Adaman smiled and crossed his arms, "Oh hey, Akari, Rei, is there something wrong?" The two bowed and greeted you before doing the same to Adaman and answered his question.
"Camander Kamado is requesting your presence in his office, he has something he would like to discus with you" Rei said firmly. "And we came to ecort you!" Akari happily said. Adaman nodded at the two before facing you, "I have to go for a bit, but it wont take long okay? As soon as im done il come and get you straight away, okay. You'll be fine, you got this!?" You lightly gripped the fabric of the outfit you were wearing, "Oh.. uhm.. yea-yeah. Thats okay.. I'll be okay..!" You gave him a shy, yet encouraged smile. "Of course you will" He placed a hand on your shoulder and smiled. "Alright then we're off, i'll see you soon!" You silently stared as the four walked off to where they were needed. You were a bit nervous since Leafeon went along, but you were confident in yourself that nothing bad would happen.
You silently made your way to a nearby table and sat down and observed the scenery, theres were people shopping around, walking and chatting, eating, and some people were even just walking around with a Pokemon. Out of nowhere your breath began to hitch and you began slightly shaking, as you tried to calm yourself down someone suddenly pumped into you as they were walking by, "Oh, im sorry" they quickly say before before walking away, barley even caring that they bumped into someone. "Ah- uhm.. its oka-" you were cut of when you heard a piercing sound, you quickly covered your ears not wanting to hear anymore. You looked around a saw a group of children running around together screeching and laughing as they chases each other around. And the appearance on people started to freak you out more.
You began panting heavily and your put an immense force on your ears with the palms on your hands as a way to block out the sound. You closed your eyes and placed your head on the wooden table and moved your hands to your hair gripping it. You stayed like that for a while until you felt something rub your leg. You lifted up your hurting head and looked down, you saw Leafeon. You frowned a bit and teared up, thats when Leafeon jumped up on your legs and started rubbing its head on you, releasing its sweet aroma that always calmed you down in these types of situations. Tears brimmed your face as you embraced Leafeon into a hug. You were finally able to breath right and the shaking in your body has gone down, you closed your teary eyes and rested your head against Leafeons body.
The two of you stayed like that for a while until it was time for Adaman to return. "Y/N my dear, are you alright? Leafeon ran off and-" he got cut off as he saw the two of you holding each other on a bench, he immediently knew what happened. he made his way over to you, "Oh dear, Y/N are you alright?" You slowly lifted your head and opened your tired eyes to face him, "Im okay.. im just... tired..." you said quietly. Being tired after these things happy was normal for you, youre body was tired, your head hurt, and whenever you finish crying you always get possessed by sleepiness. He engulfed the two of you in a tight, yet warm embrace. "I know I know, c'mon lets go" he kneeled down and showed you his back, waiting to you to get on his back so he could carrie you back home.
You unwrapped your arms from Leafeon and it jumped up from your legs and onto the ground. It was proud of itself, proud that it saved you. You stood up and placed yourself onto his back, gently wrapping your arms around his neck. He stood up and wrapped his hands around your legs to make sure you were secured. "Lets go home" he said as he began walking, Leafeon let out a happy cry as it followed the two of you home.
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aaaa, sorry this took a bit of time, but i do hope you like it!
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r0-boat · 8 months
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Hii! I just saw your requests are open. I am requesting Volo. Anything Volo. I MISS HIM
More dick sucking for you hungry people!
Worship Me, Gimme more!
God!Volo x gn!reader Nsfw
Cw: praise Kink, body worship,oral sex(reader: giving/ volo: Receiving)
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Desperate for his touch, you lean into that hand, nuzzling your nose into his palm before kissing it and looking back up at him. You're at his beck and call, eager to please. Your presence brightens his mood. The storm-gray eyes light as his lips curve into a small smile.
Lord Volo has asked for your presence.
The grand gold and white doors creek open as you enter the throne room. Strands of divine golden hair fall in front of his face, resting his chiseled jaw on his hand as he sits upon his golden throne with a bored look on his face, dressed in thin, delicate silk.
Those beloved gray eyes upon you, and it's time to cross his lips. They part so slightly you know precisely what he wanted.
You walk forward, your footsteps echoing through the white hall as you loosen your robe from your body. You could barely see his chest past the soft fabric. His eyes looked down upon you like God looks down on a mortal as you take your place in front of him on your knees, bare before him exactly like he commanded. As his favorite and only pet and his most loyal for follower, you shall be in nothing but a nice platinum collar fitted around your throat. Volo reaches his hand forward, brushing his fingers against your cheek.
"You came, Good pet, so sweet, gentle, and loyal. Every step you took to reach me was like an angel taking their first steps on the mortal plane, elegant and beautiful."
His praise had your stomach filling with butterflies. If Lord Volo was a God, then you were his angel. Everyone in his Temple knew you were his beloved, favorite, and most prized possession. And in return, he was yours at your beck and call. He would travel across these mortal lands to get you anything you desire.
" I missed you so my dear come forward and remove my robes. I need your warm, pretty mouth upon me."
Your fingers pinch at his delicate robes, removing them off his body the way he liked it slow essential, essentially slowly revealing his body like unwrapping a gift, your fingers occasionally tracing and feeling every inch of his naked form. In contrast, Volo traced every inch of your body no matter how many times he saw you; he will never get tired of your gorgeous body.
Through the thin fabric, you could just barely see his half-hard cock twitching to life, his balls pent up and filled with cum from a week of not being able to see you, a god serving and commanding his people. Is it demanding task? Even though he's surrounded by the luxuries of having anyone he pleases, you are the only one he desires.
" I missed you." He repeats his voice in a husky whisper. Captivated by your beauty, you leave him just as breathless as you are as you take his hardening length into your mouth.
You're warm, wet mouth taking him all the way in, your tongue swelling around the head just how he liked it. Volo couldn't hide what you were doing to him, helping his head back, his eyes fluttering close. Nor did he dare stifling noises. His moans were all yours to hear.
"So good, so perfect. And just for me, my Sweet Angel."
But he wanted more. He tried to move. He wanted to fuck that pretty little mouth and fill your throat with his seed. Claim you from the inside. As you take more of his cock Volo starts to roll his hips slowly. Your muffled moans with your lips around his cock. His throbbing member down your throat only heightens his pleasure. He swore his cock twitched when he looked down at you, saying your hands slid in between your legs.
"You're touching yourself, too? Oh God's above, you're getting off to my taste? This is why you're perfect. This is why no one else can compare to you beloved."
He cared not for who heard him. In fact, he wanted anyone else in this temple to listen to how good you make him feel. His moans echoing in the room, affecting you and causing you to buck into your own hand as you try to reach your climax, speeding up your hand and your mouth. Bobbing your head up and down on his cock faster as Volo fucked your face, his hand reaching in between his legs and playing with his tightening balls.
"C-close! So close, please dear, please angel, let me come down that pretty throat. You've been so good, you are so good! You're amazing!" Volo babbled, drool dribbling down his chin from the pleasure you were giving him.
Your name slips from his lips like a prayer. His legs shake. He swore he saw the light as his red twitching cock filled your throat with each pump, and you took every last drop of him, your throat bobbing as you drank every last drop of his sticky cum.
His lewd facial expression of his eyes rolling back, and the whispers of your name that you just barely caught was all it took to reach your edge, squirting all over your hand.
You whimper the image of his lewd facial expression when he came for you, still fresh in your mind as you slowly remove his half-hard cock from your mouth. You look back at your beloved slouching on his throne, his chest rising and falling that the distorted silk robes were forgotten, his golden locks sticking to his face with his fingers threading through them as he catches his breath. Volo looked beautiful like the God he was, the light shining upon his glistening, sweaty little chest with his salty sweet taste still in your mouth and the warm feeling from making him feel good. The only thing that would make this perfect was getting to be close to your darling divine by being wrapped in his arms. But Volo, sweet Volo, had other plans.
Before you could say anything, he practically pounces on you. Those storm gray eyes riddled with a lustful madness.
"More! More! Give me more you're not leaving this Throne room till your squirming underneath me and creaming on my cock."
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hey-llison · 1 year
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A New Years Fresh Start - Volo x reader
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Title: A New Years Fresh Start Chapters: 14 Words: 3,500+ (3,884)
Summary: It’s New Years Eve. You’ve been looking for Volo for months with no information on his whereabouts. You head out of Jubilife Village in the dead of winter to find some closure, only to find more closure than you’ve anticipated. (Self insert fic, redemption arc for Volo. Reader is the main/playable character, but is an adult.)
apparently reader insert fics are against ffnet’s community guidelines, which really sucks, considering that’s all i write now. so i’ll just re-post this one here <3
(1)
There you were: laying in a bed that clearly wasn't yours. White sheets covered your body, keeping you warm from the chill that lay just outside the door. You looked around to see the inside of a cozy, remote cottage. Your eyes were still adjusting from being blinded by the snow outside, so everything was slightly blurry for a moment. But, when that settled, your eyes were focused on the blonde man next to you.
His hair was a mess from tossing and turning all night. The fact he was finally able to sleep was a miracle in itself. But, you couldn't blame him for his restlessness. Well… you could, but it wouldn't do either of you any good. You smiled at his soft snores. You'd waited what felt like an eternity to finally see him again, and you'd almost given up.
Let's face it. You had given up.
But, here you were.
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(2)
It was New Year's Eve. Jubilife Village had ended their celebration early, and you, being the adventurous Pokémon trainer they saw you to be, set off on a little adventure of your own. Professor Laventon saw you off as you left, now knowing the full extent of your situation.
"I hope you find closure, y/n. And, please… be safe."
You hugged him tightly before leaving, him hugging you just as tightly in return. The two of you were as close as family now. You'd like to think you were family, despite being from two completely different eras. You'd forgotten what family was until you met Laventon.
"If you need anything, you know where to find me."
And with that, you were off to the Colbalt Coastlands.
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(3)
You sat silently in your tiny tent high on the hill above the coast, watching the spheals roll around and play before they settle in for the night. The air blowing in from the ocean was frigid, but you paid no attention to it. You just stared out into the water, hoping, praying even, for a sign. But nothing. All you could hear were the waves crashing against Ginkgo Landing. After a while, it was clear: you weren't going to find closure if you were still looking for signs.
You took a couple deep breaths to keep yourself from going into a frenzied state, grabbing your pillow from your bag. You fluffed it and set it behind you, laying down just after. Bidoof snuggled up close you to. You smiled. Bidoof always knew when you needed comfort the most, and now was absolutely one of those times.
"Happy New Year, Bidoof. Thank you for always being there when I need you."
Bidoof let out a cheery squeak.
You closed your eyes. This was as much closure as you were going to get tonight. Luckily you had planned on staying out, so you brought some blankets to keep you warm. You took one last deep breath before trying to sleep. But, that's when you heard something out of the ordinary.
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(4)
A boat. A small boat.
You squinted your eyes to try to see it more clearly. You were sure it was just a passerby or one of the Ginkgo Guild members bringing in a late night delivery for Ginter and Tuli. But the more you looked, it became clear.
It was him.
You thought for just a moment on how to approach him, realizing you couldn't. But with all your training on tracking Pokémon, how hard could it be to track a human? Especially in the dead of winter.
You called Wyrdeer as quietly as you possibly could, as to not call attention to yourself in this moment. You scribbled a message down on a sheet of paper you'd ripped off from your notes. "Please give this to Professor Laventon." you whispered. And Wyrdeer was off.
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(5)
Your eyes were growing heavy, adrenaline the only thing keeping you awake. That, and well, the foot of snow you found yourself marching through. It was so easy to spot his tracks, and you wondered if he knew he was being followed. You shook off your nerves and persisted. You weren't going to wait any longer.
You were tired of waiting.
Eventually you ended up at a very small cottage, closer to the village than what you'd expected. How you'd ventured to Cogita's and never seen it was beyond you. You'd made the trip to her home every two-ish weeks to ask about the man, and she'd always say the same thing.
"Give him time."
You weren't an expert or anything, but you were pretty sure the only one giving time around here was Dialga. That's what Adaman had you believing anyway.
You knelt down and peered from behind a bush as the man opened the door to his home. You watched him with anger. You couldn't help but to huff as the door closed behind him. You got up from your spot and walked to the door, wondering if it was a good idea to knock. But, deep down, you didn't care.
You knocked.
A few seconds went by. No one answered. You still waited though, knowing that the man was either ignoring the knocks of of spite or out of complete fear for his life.
You knocked again.
It wasn't until your third knock that the door opened. You watched as the man's expression change from relaxed to complete animosity towards you. It didn't scare you though. You were well past anger.
You were enraged.
You both stared at each other for a moment, eyes filled with fire. The man almost towered over you. You'd actually hoped it would intimidate you more, but it didn't. You could hear his breath: hard, shallow.
"What are you doing here, and how did you find me?" he asked, his voice almost in a whisper.
You sneered slightly. "We need to talk, Volo."
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(6)
Volo's home was warm. You were sitting directly across from him in front of the hearth, your coat and bag hanging on the hook next to the door. Both of you were staring daggers at each other. Volo was kind enough to offer you some tea when you came inside, which actually surprised you. You took a sip as he sighed heavily, his arms crossing as he did so.
"So, what do you want?" he asked coldly. You could hear his breathing over the crackle of the fire.
You took a moment to think. You didn't know why this wave of anxiety rushed over you, and you didn't necessarily want to speak your truth just yet. But, you knew you had to at some point. Was this it?
"Well?"
No. It wasn't.
"We'll get to that." you replied. "Where have you been off to?"
He simply shrugged. "None of your business."
The silence was deafening, neither of you wanting to answer the questions that mattered the most. You took another sip of tea, gulping hard in anger.
"Why did you seek me out?"
Just as Volo did moments ago, you shrugged with a smirk. "I don't know."
He leaned in close. "Don't lie to me, y/n."
You froze. You didn't quite know what to say without spilling your feelings all over the floor. His face was so close to yours, and you finally felt a sense of intimidation.
"Tell me…" he whispered. "Now."
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(7)
Tears welled up in your eyes. And they welled up quick. You were sobbing on the floor of Volo's cottage. He'd never seen you cry before, let alone show any emotion to the extreme… other than anger. But his expression didn't change. He was still waiting for an answer.
"Well, if you won't tell me, then I guess I—"
"You know if you'd actually take a second to think—"
"Think about what, y/n?!" Volo interrupted. "You haven't said anything interpretable since you came in, and you expect me to just sit here and wait for an answer when you're the one that sought me out?!"
You couldn't bare to look at him now. You covered your face with your hands, shaking from your emotions. "I just wanted to see you…"
He was silent.
"I'm sorry." you cried. "I made a mistake in coming here tonight."
You started to get up, but Volo gently grabbed your wrist to prevent you from doing so. You looked at him, your eyes almost blood red from crying the entire night… His expression softened.
"I'm sorry." he said. "I'm just really angry, and I want an answer." He sighed. "And you're not leaving until I get one."
"So you're holding me hostage until then?"
"Well, it's better than the alternative." He looked to the window, suggesting you should take a look outside. You got up and looked out to see another foot of snow had fallen since your arrival. "I may really hate you, but I'm not throwing you out in that." He paused. "I'd never forgive myself."
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(8)
You both watched as the blizzard continued. You hoped that Wyrdeer had reached Professor Laventon before the snow began. You were sure your letter had been delivered, but you just wondered if it hadn't. Would he assume you're safe?
"I don't think I've ever seen it snow this much in Hisui…"
You just stared out into the dark.
"I mean, with the exception of the Alabaster Icelands, but we won't count that."
You didn't reply. Volo looked at you with worried eyes, feeling that he'd gone too far. Considering he'd once tried to kill you, he wasn't sure why he felt this way. Maybe the greed from before?
"Y/n, I didn't mean to—"
"It's okay. I promise." you said softly. "It's not the first time I've been an emotional wreck today." You sighed. "Besides, I love watching the snow. It reminds me of my past somehow. I'm not sure how, but… it just seems familiar."
You both remained silent for quite some time. It was weird, to be quite honest. The tension was high… to you anyway. Volo grabbed a couple blankets and lead you to the hearth once again, smiling slightly as you both sat down. You remained expressionless, as Volo definitely knew how to read you.
"May I ask why you've been emotional all night?" Now having broken the silence, Volo reached for your hand. You nervously accepted his gesture. "I mean, if you're not comfortable with that, then that's fine, but… I would at least like to know why you wanted to see me."
You hesitated for a moment, knowing that this was now your opportunity to come clean about some things. He rubbed the top of your hand with his thumb, making you feel somewhat angry. You pulled your hand away and took a couple deep breaths.
"I'm sorry." he said.
You just shook your head.
"I didn't mean to—" He stopped mid sentence, now seeing more tears streaming down your face. "Are you okay?"
"No." You buried your face in your hands once again, sobbing into the blanket that he'd handed you moments ago.
Volo had no idea what to do. He was in an utter state of shock. The one he tried to sacrifice to his God was now in his home, sobbing, and he… actually cared? You swatted away at his hand when he attempted to brush a strand of hair from your face. "I'm sorry." he repeated.
You lifted your head, trying so hard to be articulate. "You know, it's really hard to hate someone who's caring for you in a time of need."
"So… you hate me?"
You shook your head and buried it back in the blanket. "No…"
Volo leaned in, placing his hand on your arm. "Please tell me so I can understand." He sighed gently. "I promise to not let my temper get the best of me."
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(9)
"You were trying to find closure?"
You nodded.
"From what, exactly?"
There was a twinkle in Volo's eye. You only saw him like this when you were both examining the ruins in the Coronet Highlands. You knew now he was being sincere.
"From situations that have arisen from… well… that night." you replied.
"Oh." Volo took a sip of tea.
"I'd wanted to ask you something, and when I turned around to do so… you weren't there." You bit your lip and looked at the floor. "So… I waited."
Volo took a second to respond. "What did you want to a— wait…" He knew. "You haven't…"
You shook your head. "No. I haven't met with Arceus."
"Y/n, don't you want to go home?" Volo asked.
"I don't know." You lifted your head and looked at him. "I feel like Hisui has become my home. And I know that complicates a lot of things, but I… I love how everyone cares for one another here. I don't think there's ever been a time like from when and where I'm from." You smiled. "Not like I can remember it or anything."
Volo chuckled. "You have a point." He paused, looking over to the window, and then back at you. "But why did you want to wait for me?"
You fell silent once again.
Volo caressed your face in his hand. "It's okay, y/n. You can tell me."
With a sigh, you answered. "I wanted you to come with me."
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(10)
He was shocked. Why would you, of all people, want him to come with you to meet Arceus?
"You helped me on this journey." you continued. "And, yes, you ultimately tried to sacrifice me to meet Arceus, but… you still helped me. And without your knowledge and keen eye for artifacts, I'd still be wandering Hisui for answers and guidance. You deserve it more than I do."
Volo remained silent, thinking on that night he left.
"I'd love it if we could go together."
He snapped back into reality. "Y/n, I can't accept this."
"Please?" You looked into his eyes. "I don't want to go alone."
"Then why not ask Cyllene or Kamado?"
"Because I wanted to ask you, Volo." You adjusted the blanket on your lap after speaking.
Volo, in a hushed tone, replied. "Y/n, I gave up everything after that battle. I know what I said was in interest of seeking out Arceus, but… but that's what got me… well us, into this mess in the first place. Yes, I'd still love to meet our creator, but I wan't to put that version of myself behind me."
"Well," you took a deep breath. "Maybe it could be a way of helping you find closure as well."
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(11)
"Wait wait wait." Volo laughed. "Tell me again, you were in the Coastlands before you came here?"
You were finally explaining to Volo how you found him. You two had been chatting for hours getting reacquainted with one another.
You nodded. "Yeah, I had gone to the Coastlands in hopes to find one last sign that you'd be there, and then I realized I was being stupid. I wouldn't have gone had I known about this massive snowstorm. Anyway, I ended up trying to fall asleep, but I heard a boat at the landing, and it turned out to be you."
"So, you followed me the entire way?"
"Mhm!"
Volo was more than surprised to hear this. "That's a long way, y/n. You could have gotten yourself into serious trouble." He wagged his finger at you like he did before. It made you smile. "And with the state I was in, had I known you were following me, I wouldn't have helped."
"Well, let's be glad I didn't get hurt."
He chuckled. "Yeah."
You both smiled at one another.
"You know," Volo went on. "I have missed traveling with you."
"Really?"
"Yeah! I mean, yes, it was for a deceitful cause, but deep down, I really enjoyed spending my time with you and sharing information about the places we'd visit." He slipped his hand over yours. "I'd love to do that again."
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(12)
The night went on. The snow storm had passed, and you both were looking out the window at the 4 feet of snow that lie on the ground. You weren't going to be able to leave for a while, and you were so glad to have finally reestablished a friendship, knowing now it was genuine and mutual. Your eyes were once again growing heavy, and Volo started to take notice of how tired you were. He placed his hand on the small of your back and led you to his bed.
"Get some sleep." he said, kissing your forehead.
You looked at him with wide eyes.
"What?" he asked. "Am I not allowed to do that?"
You bit your lip. "No! I just… um… I—"
He smiled. "You don't have to say anything. I know."
"What do you mean?"
He sat down beside you. "I've heard a lot from Cogita about your visits with her, how you'd vent about needing to speak with me, but never giving any full detail on why. She's a wise one. She could tell by the tone of your voice your true feelings, sharing that information with me when I'd be visiting."
You started at Volo, awestruck by his words.
"To be quite honest, I liked what I was hearing. It made me feel absolutely terrible about my actions, considering your feelings towards me hadn't been phased. And, you following me here tonight just proves that."
You remained silent.
Volo pulled you into a side hug, your head against his chest. He was warm. You could hear his heartbeat picking up the pace. He kissed your forehead once more. "I have to admit that I hated you at first. But, the more I got to know you, the more I liked you. I was so possessed with greed and hatred for the world that I thought pushing you away would fight off those feelings. But, that never happened." His eyes started to water. "I hated that I left you the way I did, angry and confused. I'll never forgive myself for the way I treated you." His breath hitched. "I'm sorry!"
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(13)
Both of you were seeing sides of each other that you never knew existed. You felt that butterfly feeling in your abdomen, just as you did when you two were adventuring together to find the plates. You rubbed his back gently. "It's okay. We're both here now."
He continued to sob uncontrollably. You got up to get him some water and a tissue, which he thanked you for. You could tell he was trying to fight off his exhaustion, as were you, and you were both failing to do so. You both laid down on his bed, looking at one another; both of you, eyes bloodshot from crying.
"Let's get some rest." you whispered. "I'm more than happy to continue our conversation in the morning."
Volo sniffled. "Before we sleep…" He paused. "can I ask you a question?"
"Of course."
Volo took your hand into his, kissing it gently. "If I were to say that I denounce Arceus as my God, would you still reciprocate the affection I hold for you?"
"Volo…"
"Would you?"
You smiled warmly at him. "Of course I would. But, why would denouncing Arceus have to do with anything in relation to that?"
"Because I want to worship you now."
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(14)
There you were: next to Volo on New Years Day, holding his hand while he slept. The whole night was filled with him tossing and turning in his sleep, unless you were in his arms. Daylight had just struck, and you were awoken by the bright, glittering snow, it blinding you momentarily. When your eyes adjusted, you looked at Volo, focusing on his features and how much happier he looked, even from when you two first met. You recounted everything from the night before, then remembering that your tent was still set up in the Coastlands, probably now filled to the brim with ice.
There was a flash beside you, and an Abra appeared. You looked closer to see it was Cyllene's, and in its hands was a letter. You took it with a smile.
'Y/n, I'm glad to hear you're safe in the Coastlands. I'm assuming you're safe still, wherever you are, considering I haven't gotten any notes or messages from any of your Pokémon. I understand you've found Volo, and though I would not recommend following him, I know you're going to anyway. I hope this little adventure helps you to find closure, and I can't wait for you to return home to Jubilife.
Love,
Professor Laventon
(P.S.: I had to wait to send this because Cyllene wouldn't let me use her Abra until I got her her morning cup of coffee.)'
"Thank you, Abra." you whispered as quietly as you could, as to not wake the blonde sleeping beauty next to you. "Wait just a moment."
You gently rolled out of bed to find a sheet of paper, remembering your bag was by the door. You sat down at the table with paper and a pencil to write something back to Laventon, because you knew he was worried regardless.
'Hi Professor! Things are going well, but I may not be back for a while due to the snow. I'm not sure how much the village has, but we've got about 4 feet here, so I' won't be leaving this cottage for a while. I wanted to let you know that I'm still safe, and Volo has let me stay with him until the snow melts and it's safe to return. And as for closure… we've discussed a lot of things, and I would prefer to tell you in person. I hope you understand. Thank you for being here for me in my toughest of times, and I hope to see you really soon.
Love,
y/n'
(P.S.: If Cyllene sees this, we're all toast.)
You handed the letter to Abra. "Please take this to Professor Laventon. And thank Cyllene for trusting us with you."
And with that, Abra vanished.
You crawled back into bed, covering yourself with the white sheets to keep warm. The fire had burned out, and you were far too tired still to relight it. Volo rolled over, still sleeping, and wrapped his arms around you. He was so warm and inviting. You buried your face into his neck, taking in his scent. You smiled blissfully. This was everything you could have ever wanted, and you had it.
And with that, you promptly fell back to sleep.
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