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[mommynina]

@ghetsismybeloved made this stupid joke so i had to draw it 😭

[mommynina]

Imagine, I kept thinking about a Kamisato Ayato in a modern day AU in which him and the reader were going through a divorce because things are not going the way it was supposed to be and the marriage is just not working out anymore. When suddenly, suddenly he had an amnesia.

Imagine instead of his mistress, it was you whom he kept looking for, demanding to see upon waking up after the accident. Leaving his mistress baffled and confused just as you are upon arriving at the hospital, hoping that little shitty of a husband dead only to find him demanding and desperately looking for you in the midst of this messy and chaotic moment.

"Anata." His voice soften in contrast to his shouts earlier before you enter the room, doctors, nurses and his mistress all inside. "Anata." He called out again but you just stood there as he desperately tried to call your attention. "Anata, who are these people inside the room? What's happening?" He called out and question you, you knew he was calling you because he was looking at you, not anyone but you. Which is pretty funny because he haven't called you that for years, ever since the marriage started falling apart.

"He must have hit his head pretty hard Doc." You spoke nonchalantly, not in the mood to deal with all this bullshit. "It's been years since he called me like that. Can someone explain to me what's happening with my husband?" "Husband? Then who-?" "His mistress." You replied. "As I'm saying- asking rather, can someone explain to me what happened to this guy over here?" "... Very well, Mr. Kamisato over here is involved in a car accident and had brain concussion. As we can see..."

Imagine walking into the room, not that you want to. But upon walking into the room, you are quite surprised to find him alone in there. You were quite expected him to have his mistress with him but turns out that was not the case. "Who's that?" "Who's who?" "That person who was here earlier calling me her lover." "Oh. Well she is exactly who she said she was, she's your lover." You answered, sitting on the sofa inside the private room. Looking away and pulling your phone to check out your notifications. Because goddammit, how dare he look so hurt by those words?

"She what-? Why? Tell me you're joking." You have never seen him look so confused before. Looking back and forth to the notifications on your phone and to the man right in front of you. You sigh, causing him to flinch. "The doctor told me you can be dismissed in two days because you're still under observation. And while you're current suffering from amnesia, they said there was still a possibility of you regaining your memories so don't treat her pretty harshly. I know it could be confusing at first but you'll het over it." You explain and then stood up, "Then, I'll get going now."

Imagine glancing at him only to see him look so broken, like he was waiting, begging for someone to wake him from his dream, from his nightmare. You look away, it's not like it hurts to see him like that. It stopped hurting years ago. Nevertheless, once again you sigh. "Anata-" "I can't have children." "It doesn't matter-" "Well it does now, Ayato." You smile softly at him. "And that explains everything." You added before turning your back at him and walking towards the door. "Oh right, please sign the divorce paper. You wouldn't want your future child to be labelled illegitimate, no?"

Imagine hearing him call out- scream after you but you just kept walking without looking back. You ignore his cries and call with all your might, and walking past the corridor, "Go on, comfort him." You said as you walked pass the woman. "I'm sorry." She said, sounding like she was about to cry and you couldn't help but to smile a little, "No, I'm sorry." You replied as you continue to walk your way out of the hospital.

Imagine going inside the car, your cachuffere already waiting for you inside. And in the middle of the ride, "Want to smoke?" "Nahh" You declined as you look at the city lights. "Are you sure you wouldn't regret this?" "What are you talking about." You chuckle. "He might remember everything one day." "He won't. And even if he did, he wouldn't be able to do anything by then." You answered. "He would hate you." "Then much better." You replied.

"Is it?" "Hmm?" "For the better?" Well in comparison to the amount of suffering he has to go through cause by his elders just because he has yet to produce a heir to the clan, questioning and criticising his title as the chairman and chief of the Kamisato clan, it would be much better to get rid of his one of only flaw. His spouse that couldn't give him a heir. Closing your eyes, this is nothing, "Yeah, for the better." I'm sorry, my love.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2025°

: I'm getting a hang of this crocheshit. Ily may pasok na ko bukas yawa ayoko na pumasok. Also, this imagine escalated real quick like no sht. I was writing this for fluff but???

[mommynina]

feel free to delete if this ain't your thing, but I. really need to be volos mommy rn 😩

EYE EYE,, i dunno if you just mean only mommy stuff or also volo being little or smth but i’ll assume only the former <3 lemme know if you want smth else though!

notes: mommy kink

Volo would be such a brat. Or he tries to be, at least.

He doesn’t like the idea of giving up control to someone else, even when it’s such a small detail as calling you ‘mommy’. But he, at first, says it with a grin every time. You would think he wasn’t into it at all, if he wasn’t so hard. When you start to praise him though, calling him a good job and telling him how pretty he is, he starts to soften. You’ll end up with a precious boy happily burying his face into your tits and asking you if mommy will let him cum again!

[mommynina]

I really like Volo 💛💙

[mommynina]

Volo sketches because yes, I still like Volo 💙💛 Love him, even. Amazing husband. Fully accept him and all his perfections and flaws 😊

[mommynina]

I really like Volo 💛💙

[mommynina]

feel free to delete if this ain't your thing, but I. really need to be volos mommy rn 😩

EYE EYE,, i dunno if you just mean only mommy stuff or also volo being little or smth but i’ll assume only the former <3 lemme know if you want smth else though!

notes: mommy kink

Volo would be such a brat. Or he tries to be, at least.

He doesn’t like the idea of giving up control to someone else, even when it’s such a small detail as calling you ‘mommy’. But he, at first, says it with a grin every time. You would think he wasn’t into it at all, if he wasn’t so hard. When you start to praise him though, calling him a good job and telling him how pretty he is, he starts to soften. You’ll end up with a precious boy happily burying his face into your tits and asking you if mommy will let him cum again!

[mommynina]

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notes: yandere, stalking, kidnapping, drugging a continuation to this. cynthia x reader x volo

Volo will never meet his god. It’s the eternal punishment for his hubris; an inability to die. His energy shall never return to Arceus, and he’ll forever roam the earth itself. At first, he wanted to see a blessing in his curse. He had an eternity to figure out all the secrets of the world, an eternity to try again. An eternity to spend with you. (As Arceus’ angel, knew you couldn’t die.) But you disappeared without a trace and, as Volo aged, there was nothing left to interest them. The ruins left to discover for these days are places he saw turned to rubble before his very eyes.

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[mommynina]

volo + dacryphilia 👀

notes: dubcon

Volo always pushes you a bit too far.

His nails dig hard into your skin, either breaking the skin or leaving bruises to blossom in the wake of his touch hours later. When he kisses you, his tongue forces its way into your mouth and digs around like he wants to make you gag. The smile on his face is either too wide, or too thin. You’ve stopped looking him in the eye. They’re wide, never any different, consuming every inch of you without pause. (There’s something intoxicating to holding so much of another’s attention, but there comes a point where it becomes too much.) Every time he makes you cum with either his mouth or fingers, he keeps going until pleasure turns into discomfort. 

This time is no different. Where you were twitching towards him moments before, now you’re trying to pull away. His grip on your thighs is like iron. It’s only when you kick towards him, croaking out your pleads in a voice heavy with tears, when he pulls away. Your slick covers his chin. At the sight of you, he lets out a breathy little laugh. 

He leans over, brushing a stray tear away with his thumb. Volo clicks his tongue. “Terribly sorry, but I’m not sure if a few silent tears are cutting it for me any longer… You wouldn’t mind if I kept going for a little bit, would you? That’s right–” He lets out a laugh, loud and sudden, and over within a second. “You love me. And, don’t worry, it won’t hurt. In fact, it’ll be really, really good.”

[mommynina]

ok but like... merchant!volo drugging you OR. alternatively. fucking you after one of you or both of you get hit with a poekmon's 'charm'

notes: noncon, drugging

volo. drool.

you think it's so nice of him to offer you some free food to share while you run into him in the middle of the wilderness, but he makes a good merchant for a reason- nothing he hands over ever comes without a cost.

for you, your tab catches up to you in the drooping of your eyelids, and the loosening of your limbs. volo manages to catch you when your legs give way underneath you, and gently puts you down in the grass. he thinks it'd be best for you if you just laid down for a moment, friend. it'd be no good at all if you got hurt all the way in the middle of nowhere! he can do a lot of things, but saving you from dropping off a cliff isn't one of them.

his roselia's sleep powder was incredibly effective in knocking you out. volo's hands tremble as he puts his fingers in your mouth, but no matter how far he puts them inside, there's absolutely no response. with the dose he gave you, nothing could faze your body now. not even when his cock is what ends up slipping down your throat, your skull crushed in between his knees. your mouth is the perfect cocksleeve in this state.

the slaps of his balls against your chin are loud enough to scare off any wandering pokémon in the area, and as his cum is show right down into your stomach, there is no evidence of his defilement left once it's over. except for the sore throat that you complain about for days afterward, that is.

[mommynina]

honestly just thinking about delusional worshipper!volo kidnapping you because you’re just so stressed all the time 🥰 you’re always talking about how exhausted you are, how much you wish the two of you could just get away for a bit and now you are! forever to boast! he doesn’t get why you’re upset though, especially when you’ll never have to worry about another thing again with him here. isn’t that what you wanted?

Volo gets it in his head that you were simply testing him by not asking him directly. You couldn’t have made it any more obvious, especially if you tell him how much you wish you two could have a little break for a bit! He’s happy to oblige. They’re all ungrateful. Pushing you so hard with your survey work and leaving all the most difficult parts up to you- Of course, you are the most capable and skilled, anyone would be able to tell, but it’s still not fair. Not to mention, they treat you as an equal, and nothing disgusts him more than his fellow mortals not knowing their place.

Here, there is nothing to bother you. A beautiful, quiet corner of Hisui, with nothing but the two of you and the occasional Pokemon. Volo is very happy. He can devote all of his attention to you here, making sure every need of yours is accounted for. There’s nothing to exhaust yourself with anymore, nothing to stress out about. 

“Home? You wish to go home?” His laughter is light and breathy, but his eyes bore into yours. “...Ah. You’re serious.” Silence hangs thick in the air, for a moment. “I suppose you misunderstood, my angel... This is our home now! Why, isn’t this precisely what you wanted?” He smiles again and spreads his arms. 

...No matter how much you complain, he just knows that this is the best place for you to be. At peace, with someone who cares more about you than anyone else looking after you. Indulgence in hubris is a hard habit to break.

[mommynina]

god this came to me in a dream last night but like. ‘worshipper’ volo just taking his beloved for himself. they’re struggling against volo as he’s gently hushing them and promising that he’s doing this to make them feel good. he just wants you to feel good

anon i just want you to know this ask has been stuck in my brain ever since you sent it

notes: noncon

Cold hands sliding down your body as Volo tells you in a whisper to calm down. He’s going to introduce you to some human pleasures. That’s all. It’s okay to be nervous, of course it is, but... Won’t you trust him? There is something disarming about the gentle, peaceful smile on his face. You don’t expect that same mouth to be forced against yours moments later, tongue trying to pry open your lips. It’ll feel wonderful, he promises. You’ll soon understand what he means. 

Volo has something hungry about him. Pleasuring his god would’ve been on his mind for a while, otherwise he would’ve never gone this far without your prompting. Sure, he’ll tell you that it’s all for you, but... He needs to have a part of you all to himself, to have you fall apart because of his doing. (In a way, wouldn’t that be placing himself above you?) At the very least, he keeps true to his word. You’ll find no bruises or marks, there won’t be a moment of physical pain.

When he gets you to cum for the first time, his excitement breaks through his composure. Eyes wide and fingers twitching, he kisses you in a way that can only be called sloppy. His smile is pulled just a little too wide. One more, he whispers. Just one more. Won’t you show him that face again? 

[mommynina]

can I get the defeat prompt with bottom!volo 👀👀

from this prompt list... worshipper volo real <3

"Don't go." Volo's hand is tight around your wrist, his gaze hanging just above your eyes, like he's looking right through you. It hurts.

"You're- You're being too much," you say, trying to keep your voice from trembling. "All I need is some space." As you start wriggling your hand out of his hold, he lets go, but falls to his knees instead.

"Too much... Too much... I'm not being too much! It's not nearly enough, and it may never be!" His hands grab onto your knees instead. He stares up at you, eyes wide.

"You're more than me. More than any of us. I need... I need to be around you. You can't forsake me too. Don't you understand...? I'm not here for myself, I- I wish to serve you. I want to devote myself to you. If... If you're mad, that is alright. Hurt me, then. I can take it."

He grabs your hand and pulls it open, placing it around his throat and placing his own over it, squeezing down until he starts letting out scratchy little noises and tearing up.

"Are you still mad...? My angel, you may do whatever you wish. As long as it makes you feel better, as long as you won't leave me behind.... It's fine with me." He smiles, squeezing his own throat once again. 

“I’m yours, use me in any way you want.”

[mommynina]

Finally someone else who can see how much of a yandere Volo would be. I swear before I even made it to the end where he showed his true colors, when he first approached our character from behind when they were exiled from the village I immediately thought he was gonna kidnap us or spirit us away or something. (Very disappointed when he didn’t.)

So now I can’t stop running that scenario in my head. Volo (gone full yandere) finds us alone and sad and realizes this is the perfect chance to take us for himself after we were kicked out of Team Galaxy.

^^ volo using this situation both to help along his own plans + take the opportunity to spend a bunch of alone time with u <3

notes: yandere

No matter his feelings towards his god, Volo has to thank Arceus for granting him such a perfect opportunity. There is little need for convincing. When you have been rejected by the Galaxy Team and both the clans, who else do you have to turn to? He suppresses the urge to surprise you as he approaches from behind. Now is not the time. 

Your eyes are still puffy from crying. He smiles a little wider, and it doesn’t match his words. “You’re the hero of them all, and this is how they repay you... It shames me to remember I ever had business with the Galaxy Team, after how poorly they treated you. After all the effort you put in! It’s truly terrible.” He sighs. You open your mouth, but he continues as he leans forward. 

“I know what you’re about to ask- Word travels fast, especially among merchants! I had to come find you, my dearest customer, immediately! I would’ve been terribly sorry to hear anything happened to you... You’re always such a pleasure.” He glances up at the sky. “These are strange times indeed. In any case, I didn’t come here for chatter. I wanted to offer you my assistance, as I believe I know the location of multiple of the plates you still need. In my humble opinion, they could be the key to all of this.” 

You really do look like you need the support, need him, and the excitement has him talking more than he should. “I’m no clan leader, and I have no responsibilities holding me back. Wherever you may go, I can follow you. Leave it all up to me.” Volo holds out his hand to you. “What do you say? How about we save this world, together?”

[mommynina]

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history has a tendency to repeat itself. pairing: cynthia x reader, (past / implied) volo x reader notes: fem!reader, yandere.

• Passed down through generations of her family, there has been a journal written by one of her ancestors. The pages are yellowed with time and torn in spots, the ink faded and hard to read if one is unfamiliar with the words. Cynthia, practically born with an interest in history, knows it by heart. Her grandmother used to read it to her during her childhood and, while she already loved it back then, it is only now that she’s certain of its true value. It is a fascinating tome of local myths and legends that would’ve been otherwise lost to time. To her knowledge, it is one of the few remaining records that mention the creature known as Giratina and no other comes close to capturing as many details. 

• Among the logs, though not comparable in scientific significance, there are chapters about the author’s life as well. It had captured her attention as much as any of the other logs. But this was mostly because of the descriptions of another long-gone character: The heroine of the author’s time time and her accomplishments, her great contributions towards the research on Pokémon and, if the text is to be believed, the tale of how she saved the world. (When she first received her own Pokédex, she found herself remembering her.) Cynthia could only hope she might go down in history in a similar way. 

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[mommynina]

The Volo drugging thing BUT he does it more than once. Escalating every time he does it, until he finally decides to take you...except he's gonna make sure you're slightly awake to feel his mouth and cock~

Bonus if all this been an elaborate hate fuck->genuine obsession scheme. You're too fucking cute and it annoys him to no end.

notes: noncon, drugging

I love this idea!!

Maybe, as you said, it starts out of a mixture of genuine dislike and lust. You come into this world out of nowhere, and absolutely everything seems to go your way. Calming and 'befriending' guardians, taking control of a strong team of Pokémon, and becoming a treasured member of the Survey Corps. For once, Volo wants something to go wrong for you, albeit his methods for that are… Unconventional.

He'll travel with you for a bit, slip something into your food every night, and grope you in your sleep. It starts off just through your clothes, feeling the shape of your body and, as time goes on, slowly taking pieces of clothing off, one by one.

Turning to travel with you to facilitate his plans was his biggest mistake. Because despite himself, he is feeling somewhat charmed. You're cute, he begrudingly admits to himself, though none of this feelings are ever entirely unaccompied by a pang of bitterness. (Of jealousy, because you seem much more blessed by Arceus than he's been his entire life.)

The desire to touch you grows and grows, and has stopped being merely a twisted tool of revenge, a plan to taint the greatest gift Arceus gives all that walk the earth: a body. This night, he purpsefully lowers the dosage just a bit- Over the passing nights, he has had a lot of time to experiment.

Your body would be entirely frozen, and disoriented to the point whether you couldn't tell if you were awake or asleep. His hands on your body would feel flaming hot and disembodied, any pleasure a far away thrum. You don't even have the control over your body to quicken your breathing, your pupils darting around rapidly underneath cracked open eyelids- The only part of your body that you can actively move.

When, after a far too long time, you finally realise what's going on, Volo's cock is sliding down your forcefully relaxed throat, and tears spring to your eyes. When the tears in your eyes finally flow over and drip down your cheeks, his smile is sickeningly gentle as he wipes them away with his thumb.

(The next morning, you are tempted to think that it was just a dream. The alternative is too horrible to think on for too long, too nauseating. Volo acts so normal to you, even cheerier than usual, and you just cannot imagine him doing something like this without at least somewhat of a guilty conscience. But when you go to bathe, you find that your underwear is on backwards.)

[mommynina]

if you’re in the mood, spare some volo wins au x reader thoughts? <3

uhhh why not

cw: Volo being Volo, bad ending, unhealthy relationships, Volo is basically yandere honestly, dark content

pairing: Volo/Reader

📜Volo💫

⭐️ Really, in the end, how he ends up winning and who his interest is plays a major role in quite a few things. But, truthfully, Volo's interest is hard to truly capture and being someone he views as both a direct threat and asset is truly the easiest way. In those final moments before he gains everything he has ever desired, he would admit to being in the throes of a madness. To be so close to what he wanted, he would threaten just about anyone to ensure what he wants. So, unfortunately, you had your life threatened. Not that it was ever really his goal to kill you – No, that was the furthest possible thing he wanted. You were just the source of many conflicting emotions within him. But, in the moment that he brought Arceus to its knees and usurped its place in the world – He felt his madness and mania blend into some horrible esoteric knowledge that might have brought more uninclined minds to certain extinction.

⭐️ His goals – He understands it was far beyond what anyone comprehend. To erase everything as it were – You, the world that you knew, and pokemon – And rebirth this world into one that he found more suitable. All the heartache and cruelness he had witnessed; the elimination and destruction of his people and the ire of those around him for being an outsider. He both wanted to bring the world to its knees and make a place where peace markedly reigned. A peace that he would shape with his own hands. Arceus was nothing but a decent thought as he stood above the very world he had destroyed and recreated in an instant. You laid before him, unconscious and blissfully unaware. He stood with you on a platform far above the peak of Mount Coronet, where the region under you both was reduced to blind worship of him and nothing of the bloodshed and conflict that previously echoed out.

⭐️ When you awoke, you gazed in shock at the changes that had overcome the blond you had thought you knew. Long hair streamed down almost like liquid gold, while grey eyes held a certain verdant and crimson colouring within a glow. A bright halo of a familiar ring stood out behind his back. Whatever humanity the already ethereal man held was cast out. You truly felt the weight of your failure on your shoulders. Arceus had tasked you with stopping him. Your stomach twisted as he brought you up to your feet with an unknown force. His hand grasped your chin. That madness still swirled in those eyes, only marred with the unspeakable power that he had gained. “... Well, chosen one?” His tone was mocked. You could only swallow dryly.

⭐️ In truth, you are his chosen one – Quite above everyone else that existed in this twisted world, but still leagues beneath Volo. Your only place was at his side, and he despised having you wander too far from him. There was some irrational fear in him, partly of you somehow gaining the power to overthrow him, even if he knew that was impossible. However, even worse was the thought that you might dare give your attention to someone unworthy of it. Which, to him, was everyone but him. The only company outside of him that you were allowed was Cogita, who was nearly as mortified as you were by what Volo had done. Except, she had partially expected it. If you admitted to loneliness, he would sigh and attempt to mend it with pokemon. There was little interest from him in allowing you to talk with other human beings.

⭐️ His love is a toxic, burning one. It is all-consuming. He expects your attention to entirely be on him. There is a demand for you to both worship him and hold genuine love for him. In this world he created, it was you alone who could recall him as a human – Only you knew of that side of him. In attempting to make his perfect world, he only ended up isolating himself further. But, he failed to deign that with any true care. None of that mattered when he had you all to himself. Once more, just as in Hisui, you were isolated. Like him. The loneliness and desperation would see you in his arms willingly as it had before. His feelings are genuine, unfortunately, but his love was never going to be a kind one. At least now, he can give you whatever you so desire – and he will. Anything you even merely think about wanting will likely be given to you in order to keep you happy.

⭐️ In the end, he is truly some kind of terrifying, authoritarian god with many complexes that still eat at him even in his position. Most of the people of this twisted world he calls a paradise are barely resemblances of people from the old world. Or perhaps that truly is just the separation between you and them. Pokemon exist, but they seem much unlike the terrifying beasts of Hisui and more like barely sentient beings. Solely those pokemon he wielded were anything of note – Worshipped as pieces of him. Giratina, too, had its own place chief among them. It is a hollow live, but there was nothing anyone could do to change it… Unless there was?