~Avery X Reader~
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Out of spite and dislike for being inferior in any way, Avery ran away from the thought that you were in any way, shape or form likable. Actually, he found your overly friendly behavior annoying and repulsive, or so he has been led to think by his own complexes.
Anybody else would've found you charming and fun to be around, having so much to say at any given moment, but not Avery. He had been furious every time you'd meet, hence just the thought of your smiling face made him red in the cheeks.
How does one, or rather, how does he, knowing you so briefly, have learned to hate every cell of your entire being, fiercely and passionately? That's why he needed to see you again. Prove his strength and overall dominance.
Yet again, Avery lay awake in bed thinking about you and all the ways he could show off his natural elegant glamour and make you like him more than you already do.
Scenarios were playing in his mind like an old film, you being impressed, utterly defeated by his strong drive to be Galar's own Psychic Gym Leader. The way you'd mouth a 'wow', clapping your hands and stating: 'Yeah, you're really cool, Avery! Now I see what you meant by your impactful words!' or… something like that.
That should be the winning formula.
He grinned and chuckled to himself, gripping the sheets close to his chin. A rival is always a rival. It's a cute concept, in a way.
Wait, no, not cute, I meant, uh, mighty! Yes, indeed, a mighty occurrence, something to be thoroughly cherished as an opportunity to outsmart and outwit your, quote, buddy. At least that's how Klara always is when he's involved.
Surprise, surprise, the next time he saw you, idling around in the Wild Area, you were chatting with her, giggling, having fun. Avery's fist clenched on instinct. Siding with another enemy force? You?? How ever could you?! You were supposed to be focused entirely on him and his dashing battle tactics, looks and charm!
He pushed his glasses up his nose and swallowed the lump in his tightened throat. He was super nervous, twirling a strand of his silky blond hair around his finger.
If he could figure out what you were thinking, if only he knew what your opinions on him were, what you liked, what your favorite places were… no, no no, he got sidetracked.
While tugging on his cravat, teeth nibbling on one of his nails, lost in ocean deep thought, you finally noticed his tall hat and waved at him.
His name being called so joyfully snapped him back to reality, gaze adjusting to your distant figure. Avery could barely make out a beaming smile on your face, but it was certainly present, the edges of his lips subconsciously tugging into a tiny smirk of his own.
Klara put a hand over her mouth, and laughed for a brief moment. She gave you a playful, friendly hit to the shoulder, briefly nodded at Avery and went her own way, probably to train up some more, ready to wipe the floor with him the next time they would meet. Or pretend to train. Avery was confused about her missing the opportunity to squabble with him, but what puzzled him more was the warmth in his chest when you suddenly appeared in front of him, outstretching your arms as an invitation to a hug.
That must've been a kind of frustration only the best of the best feel towards each other as trainers.
Actually, now that he'd though about it, did he ever announce your rivalry out loud? Did you even know?
He was looking into your eyes, admiring the brief but innocent sparkle.
He felt funny.
"You wanted to have a battle, right?", you asked, slowly linking your hands behind your back, seeing that he wasn't interested in an embrace, "That's why you're here, I assume?"
No, not only a battle. A battle with you. To prove that he is good enough. So that you would notice him and admire him.
Toying with one of his levitating Poké Balls in an attempt to distract himself from the flips his stomach was stubbornly performing, he opened his mouth slightly with the intention of replying, but nothing would come out.
He had nothing to say. Not even an arrogant remark. Only heavy silence pressing on his ears. He felt his heartbeat in his neck.
What kind of trick did you use?
Where did all of his strength go?
Your cheeks were slightly tinted pink, you were fiddling with your thumbs, patiently awaiting some kind of response.
He was forced to look away, palms getting a bit sweaty, his own face redder than yours, color present even on the tips of his ears.
Avery stepped forward awkwardly, shaky arms gently enveloping you. And oh did he regret not doing that earlier. He felt welcomed, accepted, finally seemed like he belonged.
"I am, i-indeed", he stuttered,
"And this time, (Y/N), I will try my absolute best", his grip on you briefly tightened.
"More than three percent of your strength now?", you chuckled, throwing your arms around his neck.
"All of it."
"If you lose, you're buying us lemonade later!"
Immediately, he agreed, but not without a forced complaint.
"Don't breathe in my ear, scoundrel!", he exclaimed, to which you started laughing, your chest pressed to his, him clearly feeling all the life in you. Somewhere along the way completely forgetting that he ever totally seriously and utterly sincerely hated you. Or something.
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Pokémon Sword and Shield (Rewrite)
Isle of armor characters:
Klara: Garbodor (Gigantamax), Slowbro, Scolipede, Drapion, Crobat, Nidoqueen
(In box): Roserade, Dragalge, Toxtricity, Salazzle, Toxapex, Amoonguss, Bulbasaur, Tentacruel, Weezing, Toxicroak
Avery: Orbeetle (Gigantamax), Slowking, Alakazam, Swoobat, Espeon, Beheeyem
(In box): Rapidash, Raichu (Alolan), Wobbuffet, Solrock, Sigilyph, Meowstic
Honey: Urshifu/Blastoise/Venasaur, Togekiss, Salazzle, Gallade, Darmanitan, Blissey
(In box): Bulbasaur, Squirtle, Kubfu, Cubone, Kangaskhan
Mustard: Urshifu (Gigatamax[All types]), Kommo-o, Mienshao, Luxray, Lycanroc, Corviknight
(In box): Mienfu, Shinx, Kubfu (multiple), Hitmonlee, Heracross, Lucario, Blaziken
Hyde: Meowth (Gigantamax), Porygon-Z, Claydol, Magnezone, Ditto, Rotom (all forms)
(In box): Meowth (Alolan) and Persian (Kantonian and Alolan), Meltan (Melmetal?)
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