#some day ill draw the boys with a pokemon leaning look- like the usual pokemon hybrids- but thats not this au specifically alas

[pokemon-ventures]

Blank Slate

Part 5, part 4 here.

A busy day leads to a lazy afternoon with the two cooling off inside. No smut...yet. Gotta make y’all suffer a bit first ;)

Your impromptu nap started out well until your dreams jolted you awake with the events leading up to now. The face of a Graveler stared at you and you felt something heavy hit your head from the side before it all goes black. When you sit up in bed, your head pounds and your heart races with adrenaline.

The room settles around you, revealing the master bedroom with Lance beside you, fast asleep. He looks as though he’s showered, fresh clothes and damp hair, and comfortable curled up next to you. You can’t help the smile that comes to your face looking at him, his strong jaw, thick hair and lashes draw your attention. There’s a small scar on his cheek, probably from his pokemon, and a small crease in his brows.

You nearly lean down to press your lips to it, but think better of it. Physically you’re married, but it honestly feels like you’re a new couple and that feels unfair to him. Your relationship had been fair until a few days ago, now he’s the one holding the fort until you can again.

But will you ever?

The thought makes you flinch at the thought of it not working out between the two of you because of what happened. It’d make sense though, your last memory is of a time before Lance came into your life. Who’s to say you didn’t miss it?

Okay, (Y/N), cool it on the drama, you scold yourself.

Intimacy destroyed by your thoughts, you slip out of bed and pull on his sweater before tip toeing into the hallway to explore the house. Once out of the door, your eye catches on a series of photos along the wall. You missed them coming through here, but now that you have a moment to breathe, you peer closer.

Some are of your family, old photos taken when you were younger to graduating high school and going to vet school to be a nurse. Then it’s Lance’s family, the official photos at clan gatherings and such up to him getting inducted into the Hall of Fame. He looks just the same, only a bit more mature in the face compared to his earlier years. Some of the looks you recognize simply because of the posters probably still at home in your parent’s house.

You clutch the sweater tighter as it comes to the first pictures of you and him. It’s strange looking at yourself in a photo you don’t remember being in.

The first one looks like an early date at an ice rink in Blackthorn. You dislike ice skating, so you’re shocked to see one of the biggest shit-eating grins on your face next to Lance. He also looks adorable with a navy, knitted ski hat on his head, hands grasping yours most likely to keep you from falling.

“(Y/N)?” you hear Lance call from the room, his voice groggy.

You blink away some tears in your eyes and call to him. “Out here.”

The bed creaks a bit as he heaves himself up and staggers to the door. He comes out stretching his arms, giving you a good look at his stomach as his shirt rides up. It makes you blush and turn back towards the pictures.

“How are you feeling?” he wipes his eyes. “What time is it?”

You shrug in response to his last question. “I’m feeling good.”

He joins you, pointedly putting his hands behind his back as he observes the same photo as you. That day ensured him he was in it for the long haul with you. You had expressed you didn’t like ice skating but he was adamant you try it with him there. While he didn’t change your mind, he at least got you to hate it a little less.

Every time you fell, you laughed and teased he wanted to see you at your worst before a second date. It wasn’t the intention, but if that was your worst, he was lucky.

“How did we meet?” you turn to him with clouded eyes.

His face brightens at the question and guides you to a photo down a few more paces. This one is later on in the relationship with how you sit on his lap, arm around his neck and other resting on his chest. The two of you are in Olivine, on the beach with the lighthouse in the background. Jasmine has joined you with her pokemon, Amphy beside her.

“I was doing my usual inspections in Olivine, meeting with Jasmine,” he explains with a fond smile. “When I got here, she left a note saying she was at the lighthouse for Amphy. The poor pokemon is susceptible to a lot of illnesses and I didn’t mind a change of scenery. When I got out there,” he glances down at you, gold eyes blazing with emotion, “there was a beautiful nurse there, laughing and talking with Jasmine. The way you worked with Amphy captivated me. He was completely at ease with you, barely reacted when you gave him a shot.”

“Amphy’s a good boy,” you shrug. “A lot of pokemon are unbothered by that.”

He laughs. “That’s the same thing you said when I complimented you that day. Anyways, Jasmine insisted the three of us head to her favorite restaurant for the meeting and to thank you for taking care of Amphy.”

“Don’t tell me,” you start. “We hit it off during lunch?”

“Oh, I was sure you hated me,” he scoffs. “You were standoffish and barely looked me in the eye.”

You flush realizing you were just flustered he was there and probably thinking about all the Lance stickers, notebooks and posters you’d bought in your younger years. It’d be the only reason you would appear that way to him.

“Oh no!” you groan, dropping your head in your hands.

“Oh, yes,” he snickers, patting your back. “Afterwards, Jasmine could tell I was put off and let me know what was really going on.”

“Oh no!”

“I think it’s sweet you supported me,” he clutches his stomach, trying to contain his laughter. “Really, (Y/N), it’s adorable.”

“Lance!” you squeak, smacking him. “Stop it! I’m gonna die of embarrassment.”

“Babe, no,” he wipes at his tears. “After that, I found you at the center and asked you to dinner.”

“Did I faint?” you ask, completely serious.

“I thought you were going to.”

“Oh my god,” you breathe, glancing back at the picture.

You look so happy with him, and he looks so happy with you. It looks like how sleeping beside him felt last night. It’s a comforting thought that you’ll be able to pull through this with him. 

You glance at a few more before stopping at the sight of yourself at your wedding. “Whoa.”

“Yeah, I said the same thing,” he murmurs, standing beside you to admire the photo of the two of you.

He looks amazingly handsome in a suit, broad shoulders and even waist all the way down. Standing next to him, you look radiant with a flowing dress down to the sand beneath your feet. You’d always wanted a wedding on the beach in Olivine, at lease it had come true.

“You okay?” Lance’s voice pulls you to the present, his finger ghosting your cheek as some tears fall.

“Y-yeah,” you mutter, wiping them yourself. “It’s just strange,” you press your hand against the photo, “seeing myself there and not remembering it.”

“It’ll get better,” he sets a hand on your shoulder. “There’s no need to rush recovery.”

“I mean, I guess,” you shrug. At his confused look you sigh. “I just... I feel bad I don’t remember this stuff. You’re technically alone right now. I’m just a blank slate of the (Y/N) you knew. Doesn’t that bother you?”

He tilts his head at you, his brows furrowed. “Not at all. You’re the same (Y/N) I met in Olivine and married in Olivine. You just don’t remember the events leading to this part of your life. I won’t lie, it hurts you don’t remember much, but I can’t force it. I can only support you.”

You stare at him. “You really love me that much?”

He holds out his arms and lets you walk into his embrace, he holds you tight to him. “That and so much more, (Y/N).”

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#Blank Slate #Lance x reader #Wataru x reader #yes I had to pull a title in the chapter thing #couldn't pass it up #also sex didn't seem right for this moment #but don't worry #we gonna get it gud #pokemon #pokemon lance

[cosmosfated]

The Knight’s Gambit   /   rp archival post ft. @kind2afault italics - cayden, normal - licifo/fleur’s grillby, bold - doc

It's something that pulls and invites where it shouldn't. Something entrancing and mystifying, it makes you want to come closer and closer until- SNAP! Jaws close on you and you don't make a sound again. That's why Cayden places a hand on his fool best friend's shoulder as they approach the house. "This doesn't...feel right." His grip tightens ever so slightly.

"Of course it doesn't, you've been hiding away with the timeline's Speaker for weeks now. Nothing is going to feel right." Doc replies in turn, feeling nothing amiss. He feels like he's trying to walk on a carousel to get to a piece of it that forever remains ahead and around that bend but hm. He notices not the inconsistencies to his thoughts. It's normal isn't it? "It's merely checking up on her and making sure she's alright."

"It's just Drew," Licifo pipes up, waving one hand dismissively and putting his hands in the pockets of his flight bomber jacket. "She's hardly one to be in any trouble."

"If that were true, why're we bein' asked ta check up on 'er? And fer fuck's sake, Garamond... Ye look like yer listenin' to the echoes again. That's dangerous." "I'm not. I have protection." "No! Stop! You stay out here while we check up on her. We can't risk it." "You worry too much..." "I agree with Cayden, actually. You don't look well. Just stay out here alright?"

Licifo raises a hand to knock on the door as Doc leans against the wall with a huff. "Drew? You home?"

The house was....eerily quiet, usually her Pokemon were running about. But no sounds of them, at least, from what Drew was hearing. She felt rather uneasy about yesterday and how she actually blacked out. It wasn't from that one medicine that she tried, was it?

When she heard a knock at the door, she blinked her blue eyes in confusion. A visitor? Who could that be? She pulled her oven mitts off and set them on the counter before heading towards the door, only to hear voices on the other side. When she opened it....she was surprised.

"Oh! Hey boys!" She said with a smile on her face, happy to see the three coming for a visit. Other than looking rather exhausted and maybe under the weather, she seemed...fine?

"Uhhhh come on in, I didn't know you were visiting. I just finished up some gingerbread if you like some and hot cocoa too." Strange..she seemed fine.

"That's alright- Syphoria asked us to come check up on you since something worrying had happened. I know you get terrible headaches often so I thought it'd be best to have me along." Licifo doesn't notice anything amiss as he steps in, ruffling the young singer's hair playfully.

Cayden too is all smiles and agreement, and his stance is misleadingly relaxed. He is actually quite tense, and he hasn't decided to get out of his armor in weeks aside for cleaning it. A certain sense of clarity that comes with prolonged heavy exposure to what the Speaker truly is. A certain sense of understanding that not everything shows itself on the surface. Looking for anything out of place, listening and watching and dancing to the beat of every motion while also turning it to his own manner of dance. "Jus' worried 'bout ye, lass."

Doc remains outside as he was all but ordered to. Those two usually mean the best for him.

Drew giggled a bit with her hair ruffled and she let the two inside, nodding her head," Yeah, I can imagine. Just, a really bad one this time. I've never blacked out from a headache before. Hm?"

Though when she saw only Cayden and Licifo come inside, her attention was right on Doc, making her look rather confused. Why wasn't he coming inside? Sure, skeleton monsters weren't effected by the cold, but it just seemed rather bizarre. "Aren't you gonna come in Doc? If you want, I can get a pot of coffee going for you."

There was something off in the house. One thing that Drew hadn't really noticed.

Where were the Pokemon?

"......" "For right now, I think it's best he stays outside. He doesn't want to get anyone else ill." "......" Huff.

It's a slow look over the main room that offers fuel to the cold fire in his chest. Cayden finds himself frowning ever so slightly. Where are they? "Do ye know where the Pokemon are? Chii is usually 'ere, aye?"

Licifo suddenly grows concerned. Chii is never away from Drew. They're nigh inseparable especially at home. Where could they be?

"Oh well...Okay.." She wasn't too sure on that but, if they said so.

It was only when they ask about the Pokemon, that she blinks in mild confusion. Wait, where were the Pokemon? "I...I don't know. They were here before I blacked out, I remember that much." She murmured and looked a little frantic, now rushing up the stairs and calling out their names.

The only Pokemon that actually surfaced when called was her Glameow, who looked none the wiser to the events that happened yesterday. Though Drew did peer over the railing from upstairs, looking down towards the two.

"Its okay, I found them! They're just asleep upstairs."

Licifo brightens immediately, also none the wiser. "Ahh, that's about right. It is cold out after all. Why don't we make something together for all of us? Cayden has a physical form for a short time so he can eat and sleep properly."

"Hardy har har." The old Knight chuckles, only to look upstairs. ".... Do ye mind if I check out the rooms? I'm a touch paranoid I'm afraid. Happens when you're a war veteran." A joke perhaps but one that makes the two other idiots snicker in response.

Drew looked so relieved while heading down the stairs, blinking and giggling at the two. My goodness, all three of them were so silly. "Well, I did make some gingerbread, but we can make something else. The oven is still warm. Hm?" Bright, blue eyes peered over at Cayden for a moment, nodding her head," Go ahead. I don't mind."

"It is cold outside and Bella isn't a big fan of the cold, but something warm and delicious could help warm them up." She grinned, hopping back to the kitchen.

"I can try and make honey baked apples. The ones I used to make back in the first couple of years of the diner?" Licifo prattles on as if nothing is wrong, while Cayden heads upstairs with a muttering in Eazaric towards Doc that something is wrong- he'll find out what and stop it.

He hardly makes a sound despite the armor he wears. Just enough to let the Pokemon know he's approaching, while keeping quiet enough to distinguish his own sound from another. It doesn't take long for him to recognize what's amiss, and he immediately draws his blade from its sheath. Readied and patient, used to a fight that never quite ends. "Alright ye bastard, do yerself a favor an' fuck off." Growled not into what is heard but into what rarely is.       {SO THE KNIGHT RETURNS TO THE LIGHT}       {OR IS HE STILL DROWNING, SIMPLY       UNDER GUILT AND NOT ANGER?} He growls. "Ye don' need to toy wit' 'er. She don' have that value yer lookin' fer." He uses a hint of his own magic to coat his blade and spell circle glows rune by rune on the floor around him. "An' jus' so we're clear- ye don' got a choice."        {YOU'RE NOT AS STRONG AS YOU ONCE WERE, MAGE}        {YOU CAN'T BE RID OF ME} "Aye. You're right." His sword is stuck into not the wooden floorboards but into the shadow he's been casting. It alights with ribbons of orange. "But I can steal us some time."        {YOU VILE-!} "See you later!" In a flash of orange, the haunting stops and something else freezes. "That's better."

"Oh! That's a great idea! I know the Pokemon would love those too!" Her favorite treat that he first made for her.

Drew was all ready to go with cooking when, she felt something within her head, making her wince and move her hands to her head. Oh no, not another headache, but it seemed far worse like the other day. She nearly fell over as she grasped onto the door frame to the kitchen and struggled to stand, shaking and whining from it.

"N...not...again..." She whined and squinted her eyes closed, barely able to open them from the sudden surge of pain.

Licifo easily moves to hold her up some. "You should sit down and rest. I'll make us something to eat alright?"

Cayden walks back down and looks noticeably more relaxed. If not happy. "The little ones 're rather silly." Act normal. Nothing is amiss. Just another day, just another haunting. "Need some help cooking?"

"I wouldn't say no." "Well then! Dingy, come on in, take a seat wit' Drew!" "You're both insufferable." Grumbled past the door as he opens it and walks in, shutting it behind him.

"Y..yeah...I probably do.." She didn't argue, not wanting to push and make the headache grow worse. So with a little help, she pulled a chair from the table to sit herself down, looking at the three with a weak chuckle. Silly boys.

Now the Pokemon start coming down the stairs and Chii is immediately at Drew's side, making sure that she was alright. She's thankful to have her Meowstic back at her side, grabbing one of the cups of hot cocoa from earlier and a bottle of medicine. Thank goodness she got a refill of it.

On the label though...there isn't Unovian writing on it..

Doc glances at it for a moment before frowning. That looks familiar...but he's too tired to read it thoroughly. He just grumbles and rubs at his temples. Licifo and Cayden easily get to cooking, their banter being all too enjoyable to listen to. Old friends who perhaps once were as thick as thieves.

Drew was listening their banter and chuckling, taking a bit of the medicine to help with her headache. It might make her drowsy, but it was the best thing she had to help remedy them.

She did want to tell them of her accidental discovery. But how to bring it up?

"Hey um...guys? Have you um..." She paused," Ever thought I seemed....different, from other humans?" Now this was totally an awkward way of asking.

Licifo speaks first. "Yeah but everybody has something different about them! It's called being unique- ow!" Cayden hits his arm. Wrong answer. "Ye mean tha fact that yer part monster? Aye. We already knew. We wouldn' be who we are if we didn'." Doc smirks; she was a rather easy tell among the others who kept it hidden.

"Wait....you guys already knew?"

She stared at them with wide eyes before squinting them a bit. Oh right, headache...and the lights in the kitchen didn't help. Now she felt like an idiot with hyping herself up to ask them. Great.

"...How..long did you guys know? Is it really that obvious?"

"Don't feel so bad," Cayden responds as he rests his arm on Licifo's shoulder. "At our primes, nothing could slip past us. This old flame might miss a thing or two off and on but yanno. He's getting old." "Coming from a deadman?" "A deadman who died in his prime!" He moves to flex dramatically a few times. Doc starts to howl with laughter. "You both are absolute idiots!" "And ye love us jus' like that~"

Nothing amiss. Nothing changed. What haunting? Only a group of friends laughing through a cold winter day.

At first, she seemed unsure of admitting fully of what she learned. But with these three, she felt...normal. Like nothing had changed just because. And it was nice.

Chii merely shook her head at the three while Drew was giggling, feeling a little better thanks to the medicine. She adored these three, no matter what.

"You three are hilarious." She mused, happy to have the three visiting her. It was nice, none the wiser to what happened.

"OW! Watch where yer swingin' that!" "Sorry, I'm getting old right?" "Ooo, he got you there." "Don' turn on me, Dingy!"

And they adore her as well. They'd protect her, if they had any say in it.

#;;the cast...? #* doc. \ crimes forgiven but never forgotten. #* cayden. \ long live the reckless & the brave. #kind2afault