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With his busy life and terrible sleep schedule you partner Colress has a tendency to fall asleep at his desk.

Since you can't just move him you've decided to help in out in other ways. . .

He appreciates the gesture when he wakes up to a blanket draped over him and a cup of fresh coffee is waiting for him in the morning.

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Of course you have a matching pair as well!

Although there weren't that many verbal "thank yous" on his end, you can see him wearing them every day after he's done from work.

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*The sounds of ocean waves drifts you off to sleep*

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OMG U WRITE ABOUT COLRESS I'M OSKTOWKROA HE'S MY CURRENT FIXATION RN AND AAAAAAAAAAAAHEKJRJW I HAVE A LOT OF IDEAS ABOUT HIM IDK IF I CAN SEND THEM ALL HERE BUT FOR NOW...

What about Colress with a fem!reader who dresses in lolita fashion, specifically sweet lolita or shiro lolita mdnfmsnf and it's so funny the contrast between them, and also she's like an historian and I feel like they love to hear each other's research and yeah

Uhm ANYWAY HOPE UR HAVING A GOOD DAY!!!! 😭💕

YIPPPPPPEEEEE ME TOOOOOO ME TOOOOOO!!! HE IS SO SCIENCE HUSBAND!!!

I love my science husband to bits so of course I can add this to my list!!!!

THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST I HOPE YOU ARE HAVING AN AMAZING DAY TOO!!!

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Colress x Sick Reader

Pokemon: Tyrantrum, Rookidee, Mienfoo, Gastly

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A Potion a Day Keeps the Nurse Joy Away:

Being Colress's lab partner came with its it's many many Pros. . . and also many many Cons.

The Pros! Being just as enthusiastic as he was to learn about the strange creatures that inhabited your home made for plenty of fun interactions between the two of you! You swore you never knew a day of boredom after you made eachothers partnership official. From the tallest Onix to the smallest sunkern, the two of you spent many a days traveling around the world and discovering the true power of Pokemon.

Speaking of Pokemon another Pro was the Pokemon themselves. With so many Pokemon to research and so many more yet to be discovered you were more worried you wouldn't have the time to discover them all.

Though not to keep this Pro train a-chuging any longer one of the major downsides to being Colress's partner . . . was also the Pokemon.

Yeah so when you're constantly being surrounded by creatures that can literally spread fire by simply kicking a rock, to creatures that can steal your soul if you stare at the wrong side of it, you were in plenty of dangerous situations at all times. Not that you worried since Colress and you were capable adults. Not to mention that your former boss was a bit eccentric in his own right.

I mean it was a little bit harder to not have his influence rub off on you just a tad. Being Kukui's understudy, before meeting Colress, ment you were exposed to a lot of his "training methods" involving his Lycanroc using his moves on Kukui's literal body! It had desensitized you more than others and once you "left the nest" and started researching on your own it never occurred to you how dangerous Pokemon could actually be if they weren't holding back. Whether they were wild or tamed, you would soon be reminded of these dangers.

That brings you to the present, with your own partner feeling just as apathetic about Pokemon attacks as Kukui was. In the sense that Colress never seemed to show, worry when flashy or powerful attacks would be shown to him. You don't even recall ever seeing him flinch! And so you didn't either. . . even if there were a few close calls. You still remember how jelly your legs felt after that one trainer and her donphan managed to pull off a Cat. 9 Magnitude in a battle.

*Drip Drip Drip Drop*

Hearing the last droplets hit the freshly brewed coffee, you picked up both mugs and headed towards the miniature garden were Colress was already up and at the ready joting down all the information he can gather on your own Pokemon. Sometimes you wondered if he ever slept. As the glass door slides open, the cool morning breeze hitting your skin, you set both cups down on the table and happily observe Colress until he turns around and notices you.

Colress: *taking his eyes off for a second and realizing you're beside him* . .Oh!! Why good morning! The thrill of learning must have brought you out here as well.

(Y/N): *chuckling* hardly! More concerned about whether these four have kept you up or not. I made coffee, I'm sure you need it.

Staring out into the garden your Montley crew of Pokemon were battling and showing off their moves. A Tyrantrum, a Rookidee, a Mienfoo, and the final of the bunch one Gastley. Quite the interesting dynamic but each one perfect for you. Having traveled a lot you found each friend from every corner you've been too. Nothing in particular made you catch them, only if they showed interest in being your Pokemon did you let them join your journey. Which made it all the more better for Colress. Having such a wide range allowed for him and you to study these types without needing to leave the lab a whole lot. So on your off days, just like this one, Colress spent most of the day training with your Pokemon and you were happy to observe him. That was until Colress had a "wonderful" idea cooking up in that brain of his.

Colress: *Between Gulps and Sips* . . mmph . .uh . . I was thimkin . . why not havm you . . trainin . . withm em

(Y/N): *Gently taking the mug out of his hand* . . woah woah hahaha slow down. Oof maybe coffee wasn't the right choice.

Colress: *Beaming with delight* . . oh pardon me I just get these ideas that I must share .  uh anyways! Yeah why don't you go right out there and experience it for yourself!

(Y/N): *Intrigued* oh really? Why do you say that?

Colress: Well we won't really know for sure their true power if were standing here!

(Y/N): *smirks* and why do I have to be the ome to go out there? *you say gesturing to your Pokemons location*

Colress: *adjusting his glasses* because someone needs to write down the results and you, if I recall, are there trainer so you are the best for controlling them. *he says while playfully wagging his finger at you*

Pondering for a moment you let out a sigh and pat the sides your thighs.

(Y/N): Welp! . . Can't argue with that. *You smile at him for a moment* Guess we'll never know huh?

And with that you head towards your Pokemon as Colress keeps his distance right on the patio. All seems well at first your Pokemon stopping for a moment to rush up to you. Sniffing and playing with you in hopes they'd receive some sort of treats but you tell them to just continue what they were doing. They wait for a bit before turning back and continuing their "stuff". Walking around you realize that Colress was right. This was a totally different experience then just standing around and observing from a far. Feeling the vibrations of "Earthquake" beneath your feet from Tyrantrum, feeling bursts if wind rush past you from "air slashes" from rookidee. You felt pulsing energy emiting from your Mienfoo's high jump kicks and Gastly was having a blast throwing around sludge bombs. You've never been able to get a clear picture of all these moves. Even in battles the energy and power seemed out of arms length but in the midst of it you were elevated to a whole new level.

Everywhere you looked and everywhere you turned you felt the power of your Pokemon and they weren't even going full force either. It was mesmerizing, maybe a bit too much so, as you did a whole lot of "looking" and not enough "paying attention". With your back turned to your playful Gastly they were too distracted in their own right. Firing sludge bombs in all directions it was bound to happen that one ended up hitting you.

As all action in the room halted like a stopped record, your Pokemon rushed to their trainer bewildered about what to do. It was at this moment when Colress stopped standing like stunned Sawbuck and ran over to help you as well. As dark blackish-purple goo dripped off your back luckily it didn't directly touch your skin. Even still the stench was enough to waft into your nose and soak into your senses. It was nauseating and vomit you did. You felt dizzy, lightheaded, and all out of breath as Colress did his best to wipe away the sludge from your back. But despite his best efforts the sludge had seeped in enough. After a few more fits of vomiting, the two of you didn't have to be genius's to conclude that you were indeed sick.

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Rushing your body back inside Colress brought you into his room and layed you on his bed. Your room being preoccupied with plushies and other "collectable merch" he knows you'd throw a fit if you barfed all over your stuff. Besides his bed was right next to his desk were Colress is able to look up how to help you while he kept an eye on your condition. With only thirty minutes of searching the web and helping to hold your hair twice as you vomited into a nearby trash can, Colress was able to deduce that your condition was not worth seeing a medical professional for. Unless you really wanted to go, the poison was only affecting you in an airborne sense. So fresh air and plenty of water should get it out of your system in a few days time.

This. . .wasn't the most ideal for you. Number one you weren't planning on getting sick especially one that caused you to be bed ridden. And two . . . well Colress. .oh Colress. You loved him and he is no doubt a fantastic lab partner but . . . hospitality isn't his top priority on many lists. So when it comes to tackling problems he takes things on a more logical approach (go figure) and human compassion is almost always secondary. Looking up at the man who was currently holding your hair back for a third time you saw an oh so so familiar gleam in his eyes that almost made you want to barf at whatever ideas Colress had in store for you.

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Okay so it wasn't complete hell but it was no bed and breakfast thats for sure. Two days had passed and although the poison was starting to subside on its own, Colress was busy playing Doctor, well medical Doctor, testing out a bunch of different remedies and the such that he found on the internet. From soups, to stretching, to whatever he could blend in a blender the man tried everything! Except for actually buying a medicine that could cure your ailment much faster.

(Y/N): *cramping in pain on the bed* . . ughh . .hngg . . can't you just . . cure the damn poison already???

Colress: *A bit hurt* . . what? No! This is all so fascinating, we can't just pass up an opportunity like this. Besides you're providing interesting information already! *giddy as he types away on his tablet* Look I found that before you vomit your face turns flushed, almost as pale as my bed sheets, but! Get this! Your nose and ears turn beat red! I wonder if the poison has any adverse side effects that would cause your blood to rush to those areas?

Flipping over you burritoed yourself into his silken sheets realizing that he was too caught up in his own world right now. Classic Colress, but it wasn't as if he didn't completely care about you. As much as he got distracted by the unimportant things he was still there to hold your hair and your hands if you were having a harder time battling the poison. He was there to clean you up, feed you (to the best of his abilities) and care for your Pokemon as well as his own. He never fussed or complained that you accidentally got puke on his sheets and always was by your side to ease your pain even if that ment taking breaks to watch TV with you or talk about sweet nothings to distract your mind.

It was strange how he could be so caught up in his own work yet still be present enough to care for you in his own little ways. That warm feeling of comfort you got from just thinking about him lulled you into some much needed sleep that night.

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As the fourth day approached you were better enough to move around and get some fresh air from outdoors. Still Colress was there to help you as he held your body and guided you towards the yard.

Sitting down the two of you soaked in the morning sun, enjoying the peaceful silence until you spoke out.

(Y/N): *a slight chuckle escapes your lips* . . . you know . . I should really throw you in there next time . . *you look up at him* . . see how you fair.

Colress: *his cheeks flush red, knowing it was partially his fault for getting you sick* hahaha well . . .*he scratches the back of his head* . . . would you have helped me?

(Y/N): *you give him a curious glance before laughing a loud* hahahha hmpf . . probably not. Not in the way you've done for me at least. *you playfully poke his arm*

Colress: *in disbelief he fains being offended. Crossing his arms in a playful pout only to laugh as you are* . . rude!! And after all I've done for you.

(Y/N): *giggles* Oh don't take it to heart . . . it's not out of malicious intent. . .just wouldn't have been able to figure it out as fast as you did. I would have probably just rushed you over to the nearest Pokemon center and have them look at you . . . *your voice trails off on that last part*

Colress looks at you for a moment, his eyes studying your sudden dampered mood. He pulls you in a bit closer and gently strokes the side of your face.

Colress:  . . . is that so?

Your own eyes turn to face him, his warm yellow eyes lightly a gentle fire in your soul.

(Y/N): *you take hid hand and hold it with your own, gently your fingers run small circles across his* . . . yes . . but I would be there to hold your hand every step of the way. *your face a now blushing mess*

Colress: *a soft smile appears on his face as he brings your body ever closer to lean against his*. . . I would like that.

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Oh man Ink everywhere! On his desk. On his notes! Your little buddy just wants to have fun and this is how they express it. . .

Much to your partners dismay.

One of these particular incidents was the last straw for your science lover and, without thinking, he flipped over your Inkay to try and scold them . . .

Only to realize that once Inkay started glowing, Colress had created a bigger problem for himself.

You had to laugh when you walked into the room to find Colress being squashed by your now Malamar who was happy as can be and still spraying ink everywhere.

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Archie: Listen my sweet Clamperl . . I love you but, it's one thing to have your ninjask get all excited to see me . . .but why does THEY *gestures to shedinja* keep following me.

(Y/N): Awwww! That means they like you!

Archie *worried*: I don't want them to like me!!

(Y/N): Oh come on! Toughen up I've managed to keep my soul intact I'm sure yours will be just fine too!

Archie: . . That's not that reassuring. . .

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*Those Pirate criminals sure know how to have fun . . .but you could have sworn Archie was trying to wrestle with a Tentacruel. . .*

*Meanwhile half the team was trying to fight the local wingull population for stealing their chips . . .*

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Colress x Insomniac Reader

Pokemon: (Prinplup, Basculin)

Gender neutral reader

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Bad Habits

"One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight"

"And One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight"

"And One, Two, Three, Four . . ."

Your voice repeating this steady tempo, echoing off the walls of the pool room in your laboratory. The sounds of splishing and splashing filled the room while your Prinplup, and Basculin glided effortlessly around the lap pool. A single screen illuminated the room recording the heartbeat and breathing of your Pokemon. The monitor beeping in tandem with your voice collecting bits and bytes of data.

You are a water type trainer and a researcher above all! Calm, poised, and you carried a  high amount of passion that alerted the attention of a certain scientist that you'd eventually find yourself partnering up with. Now with a shared lab you have this whole Pool as your playground to test water type Pokemon as you please!

As your Pokemon made laps around the pool your train of thought became interrupted by the booming sound of a metal door violently swinging open and hitting the concrete wall behind you.

Colress: "There you are!! Have you any idea how long I've been trying to find you!??"

Stopping in your tracks your Pokemon followed suit messing up the data in the process.

(Y/N): ". . .oh no!! My data is being all messed up Colressss!! *you whined*

Colress: *Colress himself paused at the display before him as he tried to find the lightswitch. Puzzled he speaks out.* "What are you doing??. ."

(Y/N): *With a playful pout you look back at him*. "What do you think genius?? I'm trying to see which one swims faster while simultaneously trying to collect data on which one has the better endurance!!" *you say while trying to finagle with your laptop*

Colress could only look back at you with an annoyed glance. Only then sighing heavily and speaking allowed with a concerned yell.

Colress: "At 4:01 in the morning??!?!"

You swore a tumbleweed passed by as you sat on the semi wet concrete trying to piece together what Colress said. Without windows in the room it was a lot harder to keep track of the time. . . well . you weren't actually all that good with keeping track of it normally.

(Y/N): " . . . oh."

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With the morning sun casting its light through the windows of the lab. The two of you sat at opposite ends of the dining room table. A bowl of cereal for Colress and a single coffee for you. With your Pokemon running past to go play around the lab Colress was ever so slightly staring you down like a father who caught their child sneaking out.

Not that the scientist had annyyyyyy room to talk given his track record of staying up late to tinker away at his machines and gizmos.

Though compared to you, oh man, you were on a whole other level of trouble or so Colress would believe. To him your inability to pay attention to the time, and staying up at Arceus forbidden hours, had intrigued him. So much so that your bad habits became quantifiable.

And so he decided to collect away! Pages of pages of data all surrounding your bad sleeping habits. In the end Colress would conclude that this was no longer just a "few moments". No. Whatever was causing you to act out like this had to have been an underlying condition of some sort.

What exactly were you doing to have this scientist on high alert around you? Well, the thousands of energy drinks you've grown accustomed to consuming everyday was red flag number one. What started as one drink every once in a while, turned to one a day, then spiralled into two, then three than so on and so forth. If Colress got a sample of your blood he would probably find trace amounts of Caffeine in there. He's starting to worry that if he cuts you off your heartbeat would cease to beat with how much you rely on those drinks to keep you up during the day.

Red flag number two is the kinds of foods you eat or lack there of. If you aren't drinking you're eating and nothing good as he would observe. Not to sound like an overbearing mother but he doesn't believe that a single yogurt cup and a candy bar is enough food to keep you active in a day.

And then came red flag number three. Sis. It's the passing out in random ass locations for him. No seriously finding you asleep draped over your desk or worse straight up oonthe floor was making him wonder how the hell you haven't destroyed your back in the process.

Welp three strikes and you're out and so Colress drops the spoon in his bowl signaling the completion of his morning meal. Standing up he makes his way towards you with a sly smirk on his face that you are all too familiar with.

Colress: "Okay . . how am I going to fix" *He gestures at you* . . .this."

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Then along came the endless testing, trials, and new routines that Colress fired up for you to try out.

And yeah it wasn't easy to say the least. Sure Colress is a Doctor but not of the medical variety so you were a bit hesitant to say the least about whatever your lab partner had in store for you.

First things first, easy changes. . . like changing your mattress and pillows!

Whoops did he say easy? Because last time you checked finding a new mattress for you wasn't easy. But then again this is Colress you're dealing with. Easy? Nope Colress doesn't do easy!

Try some tea to help you sleep? Ha! Childs play, lets just uproot your whole bed frame in the process why don't we! Walking into the local Mattress dealer Colress was running around like a kid in a candy store over analyzing and pestering the poor works. Asking endless questions about "which mattres is the most optimal for sleeping on your side?", "how about back!", "What is the difference between firm and soft? And what do you think is better (Y/N)?"

Colress was having fun, and you were very much not, and you would have preferred to go home and hour ago! Well the fun only escalated when Colress found you a water bed to lay on.

Colress: "Well isn't this just the perfect option for you my water assistant!"

(Y/N): "Colress no."

Colress: "Colress yes!! Oh come on! Just lay here see! You know I've been looking into it and they have done studies that say that water beds have a increased chance at producing better quality of sleep especially with people who have bad backs. Now knowing your current sleeping habits I'm shocked your back isn't in anymore pain than it already is. This is a perfect mattress for you!"

Looking at Colress who is happily explaining away all the micro details about how great a water mattress is your tired body was starting to get the better of you.

Colress: "So what do you think? Sounds very enticing if I do say so myself!"

(Y/N): " . . . if I say sure can we go home!"

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Even as the new mattress was being put into your room that still didn't stop Colress from trying a multitude of different things just to try and get you to sleep.

The aforementioned tea was tried with no major changes to how you slept. Different foods were next on the drawing board from trying new recipes to scarfing down berries that "supposedly" were to help make you sleep better. And those shared similar results.

From working out, to swimming laps around the pool, trying psychic pokemon to sleep powder from a butterfree nothing and we mean NOTHING was helping. You were frustrated and Colress was frustratingly intrigued by your bodies rejection to pretty much every experiment that he threw your way.

Colress: ". . . dare we try the berries again?"

(Y/N): "No we don't!"

You say annoyed, you understand that Colress only wants the best for you. Otherwise he risks putting you in an early grave. . . okay maybe not so dramatic but surely all this staying up and lack of sleep couldn't bw good to you health wise. But Colress was starting to feel bad at himself. Was he failing you?

Colress: "Well there must be something that can be done to help" *Colress says while following after you* ". . I'm just not sure what it is yet . . ."

Colress wasn't one to admit defeat but you knew him well enough that the tone in his voice and the way he frantically looked through his note for answers was a sign that he was starting to feel guilty.

(Y/N): "I appreciate it, really I do!" *You say while grabbing his hands. Gently you rub them to ease his frantic thoughts* ". . .I'm not sure why I'm not getting better . . but if it makes you feel better the water bed isn't so bad . . I guess."

Colress gave off a small smile in appreciation. With the sun finally setting off in the distance as the sky turned from orange to black. The two of you decided that whatever experiments Colress still had in store could be explored tomorrow.

Colress: "lets get you to bed. ."

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As you climbed into bed, feeling the curve of the mattress fold around your body, you lay in soft silence as Colress makes his way over to the door and turns off your light.

Colress: ". . get some rest . . or well I hope you can try to tonight"

Before Colress fully leaves you call out to him.

(Y/N): "Wait . ." *Colress turns back to look at you* ". . there's still one thing we can try"

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Well this is a bit awkward. Curse you and your big mouth. Laying in silence with Colress to your left the poor man is stiff as a board not wanting to make things worse. Him. . in bed . . next to you?? Does he . . what?? What does he do??? Does he move? . Dare he lay on his side? Stare at you? No thats creepy!! . .but . . what if you want to look at each other? . no no no definitely not? . ..maybe? No!! But what does he do??? . . him    .  bed . .with you?

If you could hear it the poor man is currently screaming internally as he lays next to you. Not that he has anything against this its just .

Well . . your amazing and a great partner and he maybe secretly has some sort of feelings towards you that are definitely being felt right now as he lays next to you but he also doesn't want to be a MEGA WEIRDO and make you uncomfortable so he is just laying like a dead man and agdjiaiahs s help. Help him please.

As Colress is panicking you're too tired and too frustrated to let this continue any further and so taking the first step you gently shift ever closer to him and just . . wrap yourself around him. Not in a huge way or in a way to make it uncomfortable, but just a nice gentle hug of some sorts.

Like a glitch on a computer Colress's stream of conscious is cut short on the initial contact but then his thoughts snap back into place when he gazes down at you. Calm, and peaceful. A look he hasn't seen on you before in terms of sleeping. A minute that feels like thirty Colress finally speaks out.

Colress: ". . .do you want me to move?"

(Y/N): *mumbling into this side* "Oh my GOD! Colress!! I don't care just shhhh!!"

And with that Colress felt comfortable to let out a soft chuckle as he shifted better into the bed while he pulled the covers over your bodies.

Colress: *staring at your form. The way your arm gently hugs his body. How your hair frames your face. It was all enough to make his heart beat faster as a gentle warmth graced his body* ". . . may I ask how you're feeling?"

(Y/N) "*tired* . . hmmph"

Colress: *he chuckles softly* ". . .comfortable?"

You nod slightly into his side.

Colress: "Well. I guess this could be another experiment!" *he says while picking up his tablet from the night stand. He starts jotting down some points only to have you interrupt him with a pillow to his face.*

(Y/N): *mumbling* . .oh my god . . jusss . go to seeep . . .*

Colress: hahah what??

(Y/N): "For the love of!!" *You softly sit up to snatch the tablet form his bed. With a pout you write in his notes.* "See there you go! [Colress in bed + (Y/N) in bed = good sleepy feelings] boom!!! Experiment complete. . ." *you say with a long yawn as you snuggle back into Colress's side.

Colress: *with a gentle smile as he runs his fingers through your hair. To be honest Colress was starting to drift off too.* haha . . oh your math intrigues me. ."

(Y/N): "Yeah. . Yeah *Yawn* . . whatever . .Good night Colress . . ."

Colress: "Goodnight (Y/N)."

And with that the two of you trail off into slumber. Embracing each other as the night turned to morning. Waking up was almost a curse as this was the best sleep you've had in a long time. Guess you'll need to sleep with Colress more often. Not that there was any protest on either end.

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Maxie x Insomniac Reader

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No Rest for the Wicked

Pokemon: Baltoy

Gender Neutral Reader

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*Tap Tap Tap*

*Click Click Click*

*Tap. Click. Tap. Click. Tap*

A long sigh drew from Maxie's mouth as his left hand went to rest upon his temple in concerning frustration.

Maxie: "(Y/N). . Do you know why I've called you in today."

(Y/N): *Trying to maintain what little good appearance you had left, a long yawn escaped your lips while your body craddled stacks of notepads, journals, and papers* ". . . I thought I did . . but something tells me that I might have gotten the wrong impression"

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As the clock ticked on in the background Maxie was sitting at his desk. Sharp, neat, and not a pencil out of place. He was staring daggers into you. Normally grunts would bring about the same level of spick and span attitude when called to have a personal meeting with Leader Maxie. There was order that couldn't be shaken that was until you started showing up. At least in recent times. At some point you were like the other grunts. You were collected and attentive and respected this order. But as time went on that grasp was starting to lose grip.

As Maxie observed what was sitting in front of him he was growing ever more agitated at the growing pile of mess you brought to his desk. Papers on papers with no care to how they were organized. Your handwriting was that of Torchic Scratch, and nothing had a conclusive start nor end. The worst offender was yourself. With an energy drink in hand, no doubt the cause of your shaking body, you looked awful . . .no . .not awful, tired. Maxie was staring at the embodyment of tired. Hair that probably hasn't been properly cared for in days as it frizzes from all sides. Your skin has become washed out and your eyes were souless. When he used to look into them he saw a grunt who was capable and determined. Now those colorful eyes, that he used to love to stare into, have been overshadowed by the litteral shadows underneath them.

Maxie: *coughing to grab attention* . . ."Excuse me. What . is . this?"

(Y/N): *Your brain was still trying to process Maxies Previous question. Your fingers mindlessly flipping through each paper.* . .  . "Oh . Uh . . well *Yawn* I was under the impression you'd tell me . . sir . . *Yawn* ."

With a hint of annoyance in your own voice you wanted to scream at your leader for calling you in today. Though you were well beyond too tired to do so, and you much preferred keeping this job with a bed to return to. Well a bed you wish you could return too. How long has it been since you actually slept in the thing? Thinking about it longer, picking a fight with Maxie wouldn't even begin to solve your problem. Admittedly Maxie was responsible in keeping work loads light and schedlues orderly for grunts. No your problem was that of your own, rather it was more of a mental condition than anything else. A lifelong battle of insomnia and a attention disorder made for a pretty rough combo on your sleep schedule.

Now normally you'd find no issues with this. Back when you were a kid the disorder seemed more fun as you spent hours underneath the covers watching cartoons on your tablet. As you entered your preteen years this ment you had more time to sneak snacks from the kitchen and talk with your friends over the phone. As a teen you'd find it relaxing to lay in your bed staring at your ceiling listening to music until the sun came up. But Alas you are no longer a kid, you are no longer a preteen, and you were no longer just a teen. Now you're an adult, with adult responsibilities and that ment feeling tired after a hard day of work. As most adults would have it, they'd be able to fall asleep in their soft covers, on their soft bed sheets, with a mattress that cradled them off to dream land. But you weren't most adults and you'd spend the night with your face nose deep into your laptop typing away til the blue light blended with the morning sun.

To you this lifestyle was normal and it's something you've long since forgotten wasn't supposed to be. Though you thought you've done a good job at maintaining appearances. Sure you drank a gallons worth of energy drinks every day and your hair wasn't the most kept thing but surely you weren't raising any alarm bells right? Right???? Well maybe to your fellow grunts baggy eyes, frizzed hair and flushed skin was normal but not to Maxie. When you were just starting out as a Magma Member you held your own pretty well but as the months crept along he saw your facade fall and it was really starting to worry him. And it wasn't just your appearance either. How you stumbled into the meeting room with papers falling out of your grasp collapsing into the plastic chair as if it was the most comfortable chair in the whole universe. The way your feet dragged and shuffled across each hallway with coffee spilling out of your mug. The few times he found you sleeping on break room sofas and closet boxes was the last straw for him. No, Maxie wasn't upset he was more troubled and quiet frankly more guilty of himself for seeing one of his subordinates in such a state.

Maxie: "(Y/N) I am going to need you to answer me honestly."

(Y/N): *a mix of tired and annoyance in your voice* "and when have I ever not have . . ."

Maxie: *his eyebrows furrow in frustration though he tries his best not to show it. He understands that this is probably just nothing more than you being out of it.* "please don't start anything. . . Look as your leader I only have the best interest for all members of this team.

(Y/N): *Not feeling up to dealing with a lecture you decide to get up in an attempt to leave* "Well let me save you from wasting your time. Look I appreciate whatever concerns you may have but there isn't anything that you or anybody else can do so if you'll excuse me, unless we are here to talk about job related stuff, let me go."

Maxie: *He only slightly bangs his hands against his desk as frustrated concern slips his mouth* "Don't be stubborn (Y/N)! I'm no doctor in medicine but I am smart enough to see that this has gone on for far too long.'

(Y/N): "Exactly! and seeing that things haven't changed let me go!"

Maxie: *he stands up from his seat and makes his way towards you.* "How am I to know you won't collapse at any given moment while you're working? Case and point need I show you the horrendous email that appeared to me this morning. The one you sent in the dead of night that has more spelling mistakes than a school kids book report? *Maxie restrains himself a bit as he calmly approaches your side. Grabbing your hand in an attempt to usher you away from the door.* "Listen to me (Y/N) I may be hard to approach but of there is anything that I have done to worsen your condition you have all means to discuss this with me."

(Y/N): *as the afternoon turned to night, you felt your body worsen and yet you still had enough bark in your bite as you blew off Maxies concern* "what . . so you can just . . Idk . baby me around or something? I'm capable of myself. . .'

Maxie: "And nobody is saying that you aren't" *Maxie in an attempt to comfort you awkwardly pulled you closer towards him and helped to move you towards the couch. But awkward that he may be you could feel a sense of warmth and care in his actions.*

Settling on the couch Maxie stood before you. Your body swaying ever so slightly as you tried to hold your body up. Though in a strange phenomenon the red leathered couch felt like a cloud. At least in the sense that it was 10 times better than the brick of a mattress you've been subjected to in your dorm room. Looking up at your boss through thin strands of hair you see a side to Maxie you've never seen before. His face a stern as ever but eyes full of worry.

The light of your phone screen illuminates the room as you glance at the clock. 10:32. Seeing gow late it was there wasn't a snowballs chance in Mt. Chimney that you'd be able to leave now. If it wasn't already tough as is. Besides the couch wasn't that uncomfortable.

(Y/N): *shaking your head slightly you let out a sigh of defeat*. "Fine . . I guess I'm staying here tonight . . .*your body practically collapses onto the leather cushions as Maxie turns to walk towards his own sleeping quarters*

As the minutes turned to hours, Maxie became ever so slightly more aware of just how bad your insomnia was. Though sleep did come to you, your body was fighting tooth and nail to try and get you back to your "routine" habits. Your phone being a tough instigator. Many alarm bells would wake you up to remind you to do Arceus knows what. Since staying up was the typical norm your phone was taken up by the endless list of chores and assignments that you'd set out to do just to make the night go by quicker.

As a fourth alarm rang outside his door Maxie took it upon himself to try and rid of the alarms for the sake of his sleep and your own. What he wasn't expecting to see was your tired body floped over in a mangled state on the couch. You appeared to still be sleeping, as your hand tried to make contact with your phone in an attempt to cease the ringing. However in the corner of his eyes a small shadow nearly caused Maxie to stumble back into his room. As the shadow approached his field of view, his glasses left on his nightstand, the shadow revealed itself to be none other than your Baltoy. Apparently they weren't used to you sleeping either having been fully accustomed to staying up at night and doing whatever keeps them busy.

With the Alarm still blaring Maxie approached your sleeping form and grabbed the phone that has found a new home on the cold linoleum floor. Your Baltoy silently hovering by his side Maxie went a head a dismissed the current alarm. Only to realize that without a way to get into your phone there were sure to be more alarms to come. With a tired sigh and the pinch of his temple, Maxie with all the tired smarts he could muster, looked at your Baltoy with a face that read "Help me".

With Psychic powers, you have no idea were they picked up how to do this, they unlocked the phone. Not wanting to pry more than he already was, Maxie quickly turned off each alarm you had set and boy were there a ton. The list seemed to stretch on with some Alarms being set mere minutes after the other. With tiles such as "Turn in X assignment by X date", "Make sure to write an email to Xxxx" "Don't forget to file X form" and so on and so forth. A twinge of guilt overcame Maxie at how his authority might have been a main cause as to why your insomnia persists. How many more of his grunts go through the same turmoils that he's been blind too? He prays it isn't too many. Even still, knowing just one might be hurt by his actions, it doesn't sit well with him long after Maxie returned to his bed.

5:10. a.m. the blue light that shrouded your face, you lay still on the couch. It was almost weird how much better you slept. Sure it wasn't perfect but last night felt like miracle compared to how little your normally sleep. Your Baltoy was still very much awake as they silently stayed by your side waiting for you to wake up. Having starred at the screen long enough you found the strength to sit up and it was here when your panic spread to each nerve in your body. Checking the amount of missed alarms you had combined with the fact that nearly half of them were mysteriously shut off you lept from the couch like a zubat out of hell and frantically paced around the room.

No time. No time whatsoever you thought as you didn't even bother trying to make yourself look presentable. Grabbing the papers left on Maxie's desk, the short sleep you felt was almost all for naught. Stumbling around the room you didn't even notice Maxie was already by your side onec more. Noting how panicked your breathing became, he brought you back to the couch were he sat beside you. A shaking body soon enveloped by Maxie's coat.

Maxie: "(Y/N)  . . whatever you needed to get done today can be arranged to be completed another day."

(Y/N): "No . no"

Maxie: "It's not an emergency I can assure you. ."

(Y/N): "No! . .No . no. If I had just started them sooner . . I'm sorry. I would have been able to complete them last night. ."

Maxie: "(Y/N)! *He calls to you stern yet with care in his voice. The kind of tone a mother would give while lecturing their children* Here me . . please. No work, no matter what, is more important than your health.

(Y/N): "well yeah . . but"

Maxie: "Nope. Repeat after me "No work, no matter what, is more important than your health."

(Y/N): ". . okay . *with a tired yawn you repeat back Maixe's mantra* 'No work . . .no matter what. . .*yawn* is more important than your health'"

Gently rubbing your shoulders Maxie gets up only after he feels as if you've fully considered his words. While you sit idle on the couch silently observing Maxie finish his mourning routine, he speaks to you once more before he leaves.

Maxie: "In addition to your assignments being arranged to help you rest easier. . . you know my office is always open . . . feel free to rest here if need be and please *he turns to face you* . . please don't stay up to complete anything for me. There is always the morning to do work and never hesitate to ask for help too."

And with that he left to start his day, leaving you to comfortably fall back asleep, his coat wrapped around your body. A warm blanket and a reminder that you have people who care about you within these walls.

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Archie x Cutsey Reader

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Sea Princess

Pokemon: (Sandshrew, Roselia, Aron)

Gender neutral reader

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Holy Arceus if this man were in a children's book he'd be dressed to the nines. Full plated suit of armor and all. This man would be the definition of chivalry.

What? He is just so in love with you and ain't afraid to show it!

Okay so he doesn't go extremely over the top, at least not according to him, but he is just more prone to showering his sweetheart with affection and anyone who judges him can fight him tooth and nail on it. Gifts, hugs, words of encouragement you name it! Nothing but the best for you and how could anyone not want to gift the world and some, to someone as sweet as you are.

Even his admins consider you to be the "perfect catch" *wink wink*. Matt would always be there to support his bro no matter who Archie decided to fall in love with. So when he got to meet the leaders partner and they were a soft, bubbly, happy go lucky person such as you, he made damn sure to be Archie's right hand man and celebrate he step in your guys relationship. Shelly, always the level headed on of the three, was just relieved that you were able to look past the whole "Team Aqua almost destroyed the world" incident as was just happy to see Archie had found a life outside of Team Aqua. It was almost a bit too comfortable for her liking that you forgave Archie, the literal person in charge of the whole disaster, and decided to date him. Admittedly she was hesitant to consider your feelings for Archie as legitimate. Was this some sick prank? Were you a spy sent form Team Magma??!? Were you planning on some sort of revenge for the sake of the citizens of Hoenn??!? But no, you were honest and sincere that you ment no ill towards Team Aqua and realized that it was all just well intentioned ideas that ended up going a bit over the deep end. From that point on she held nothing but respect for you and ao did the rest of Team Aqua.

You sorta became a third admin. Not that you were bossy or used your dating privileges as a right to push people around. It was just that you cared and helped out the grunts whenever you could that they dubbed you an honorary admin and Archie was obviously super chill with that. Though it was more of a weekend sort of thing as your real job kept you busy throughout the week. Speaking of that real job, this was how you met your charming and rough romantic pirate partner.

On a sunny afternoon just months after the events of Kyogre nearly throwing a pool party all over Hoenn, you and a few coworkers, were assigned to help out as contractors for the new and improved Team Aqua and Team Magma whos focus shifted to Pokemon conservation. Here your crew of breeders would help to take care of, raise new Pokemon, and teach these groups all about the art of Poke Breeding. As if fate would have it, you were tasked with training the one and only Archie, leader of Team Aqua.

Archie, strong willed, confidence incarnate, and strikingly handsome and yet . . .here he was nearly defeated by a herd of baby Azurills who would not listen no matter how many times he tried yelling at them to stay in place. Oh you wish you had a camera back then. The sight of this leader had you in fits of laughter as he hung his head in playful shame. If this had been any other person, Archie would have lynched his Pokemon onto them, but you? Nah! Whipping his head around to face the culprit of this laugh session, he stopped immediately when his eyes caught your face. Your gentle appearance and short stature enhanced his infatutation, as small wrinkle lines formed around the edges of your eyes and mouth indicating that you laugh and smile often. Speaking of laughter your laugh was as cute as you are, not a cackle or a howl, but small breathy giggles that made his heart beat ever faster.

Though ever the bombastic leader, his voice nearly dropped you to the floor. As a stern "Well don't just stand there help me!! . . .Please . ." barreled out of Archie as his face went red with anger from a Azurill's tail smaking him in the face.

As the weeks treked on, the two of you grew ever closer. You noticed how soft Archie had become around all the babies and littles. He managed to wrangle each Azurill and loved them as his own. (Just DON'T TELL SHELLY. His ego would never recover). Though none of this would have happened if it weren't for your patience and care. Being with you has made him appreciate the smaller things in life. Something he desperately needed after his Aqua plans went to ruins.

The months after his teams defeat were rough. His whole purpose for all these years was to bring upon the changing tides of Kyogres downpour and after he was defeated he didn't really have a plan B. Not to mention nearly every person besides his team, rival and that Gym Leader's kid, hated Archie. And he was smart enough to realize that they deserve to be weary of him after he nearly destroyed all of Hoenn, though that didn't mean it didn't hurt any less. He might never admit this to you, but deep down inside, this was why he tries so hard anymore, besides the Team's new conservation plans, you are all he has. And if that means taking care of Azurill rascals then he'd take care of a thousand for you.

You, . . oh you. The way your hair reflects the morning sun as he comes to greet you. How you wear the most inviting light pink jumpsuit that could give the nurse joy family brand a run for their money. How you need to hold onto the closet person when you've become so enveloped in giggle fits when he makes you laugh. These were the moments that Archie took to his bed each and every night, and these were what got Archie out of said bed by morning. And he isn't the only one eager to see you everyday. Who knew his Sharpedo was going to take such a liking to your itty bitty sandshrew. How your Aron tries their darndest to catch up and play with his Mightyena, and how your Roselia has become a soothing friend to his Muk and Crowbat. You're no Pokemon trainer that's for sure. Each member you have is severely lacking in the fighting department as they have been so used to their roles as extra help around the ranch. Though to Archie this is more or less a perfect excuse to always be by your side. . . to protect you of course!

Speaking of wanting to be by your side oh boyyyyy did Archie have a hard time. This man thought he had the Chutzpah to take on anything but if anyone found out it took him nearly a month to have the courage to ask you out, he'd rather swim in the sea during Sharpedo feeding time with nothing but a meat suit on. He just couldn't help it, he'd walk up to you, all feeling himself, see your face and fold like origami. It was only after one bite in the ass from his Mightyena and a shaky confession later, he was just so relieved when your soft hands met his own and you returned the feelings. He didn't even care about doing anything else for the day, just knowing you loved him back ment the world to him.

From then on the rest was history. In the times since then the two of you had done all the same lovey dovey stuff. Dates, and strolls on the beach yet, even after the honeymoon phase had passed the two of you are still stuck like glue as the day you two feel in love with each other. He's your sexy Sharpedo and your his sweet Azumarill and no storm could disturb this wave of love.

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[pokemonvillainadventures]

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Colress x Cutesy Reader

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With a Touch of Fairy Dust

Pokemon: (Dachsbun, Grandbull, Gardevoir)

Gender neutral reader

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*Click, Clack, Click, Clack*

The sounds that emanated from your keyboard as your fingers hit the keys. The only other noise that washed over the room were the sounds of gentle snoring coming from your Darling Dachsbun and Granbull respectively. They were Sleeping away peacefully for a gentle afternoon nap, in pink and goldilocks yellow beds besides your desk. Your Gardevoir was busy tending to simple house chores, that you never forced her to do, but rather she enjoyed doing them anyways. She would occasionally walk back into your shared lab to check up on you. Who's space were you sharing? Why Colress your lab partner and actual partner of course!

What used to be an even split down the middle soon become blurred lines as he encroached on your space and you encroached on his. Not that either of you took issue with it as it was only natural that after several years of living together you'd eventually merge together.

Stopping for a brief moment the soft silence brought about a gentle peace. As your eyes wandered around the room, they landed on one particular baby blue pen with a fuzzy PomPom end. Its ink has long since been used up and if it was yours you would have thrown it away yet here it was still sitting at the edge of Colress's desk. The first ever gift you gave to him.

It was several years ago when you first met your partner Colress. Stepping off the plane of Castelia Cities airport, one taxi ride later and you were one of thousands of other researchers, scientists, and professors alike attending the largest science confrence in the world in the heart of the Unova region. That year attendance shot up as it was the first year that fairy type Pokemon would be seen within these conference halls. Even the local news picked up this monumental opportunity that brought along the common folk who grabbed tickets just so they could see these newer Pokemon. It was admittedly a smaller research group that wasn't exactly expecting all the fan fair. Though who was there to guide the way and keep the team together, why none other than yourself and darling Pokemon Grandbull. Being a graduate from Kalos and having worked under Professor Sycamore you were given the golden opportunity to represent him and a few other researchers at that years conference as he was off to Hoenn to continue his study on Mega Evolution.

Standing before the crowd, despite the endless stream of chatter that filled the halls, your panel room was waiting in silence to see what these new Pokemon had to offer.

Tapping the microphone you finally addressed the crowd in the same bubbly sing songy esc voice you always had when talking to others.

(Y/N): "Goooood Morning everybody!! Oh we are so excited to be here today!! Thank you for stopping by, you have no idea how much it means for us to see your happy faces! As you all know my team and I have something very special to show you"

Gentle whispers have entered the room. Some excitement, some annoyed at your peppy attitude at this early in the morning, some with bewilderment. Hell some people began making subtle jabs at your appearance. Damn, and you thought a blush pink pant suit, with a cream colored matching blouse and lab coat was a major downgrade to your normal attire. Back home you'd be rocking the whole pastel rainbow with fuzzy leg and arm warmers, a whole accessories department work of hair clips and necklace and colorful mary janes. None the less you took everyones breif moment of chatter as an opportunity to grab their attention.

(Y/N): "Alrighty everybody I know how hard it can be for some of us to be fresh and bright this early in the morning. Some of us haven't even had our coffee yet." That small comment brought a few chuckles from the crowd. "So without further ado I want to introduce to you my darling GiGi!!"

Tossing your pokeball out popped your first ever partner, GiGi your granbull.

Dead silence. The crowd gazed at your Pokemon with intense eyes before one small voice shattered the silence.

Little Child: "But . . That's not a Fairy . ."

Another Stern whisper, you assume the childs mother, spoke to scold the kid. "Charlie!! Keep your mouth shut!!"

Little Child: "But its trueeee!!" The child whined.

Despite the embarrassment this brought some much needed laughter in the crowd. With a smile on your face and a gentle voice, you addressed the child.

(Y/N): "Quite to observant one! Charlie was it? What you have been taught before, and what many people believe still, is that the Pokemon you know as Granbull is a normal type correct?" The child happily nods along. "Well what if I told you that the information has changed? For years these wonderful researchers behind me have been trying to discover Fairy type properties in Pokemon and what if I told you that those properties can exist in older Pokemon."

Looking back at GiGi, happily waiting for your signal, you announce.

(Y/N): "GiGi use dazzling gleam!"

GiGi lept above the crowd and fired off and dazzling gleam that lit up the room showering everyone with sparkles and twinkles of light.

In that moment the eyes of every person in that room lit up like the sparkles above them. The eyes bathed in the glowing twinkles as your own eyes gazed upon a room overcome with wonder. These were the moments you lived for and to be here standing before this crowd brought to you a tsunami of joy. As the conference treked onto its last day, you got to talk with so many new people and old friends. Learning about new gadgets and gizmos that other researchers were working on. The other big talk at that conference was about your boss Sycamore and how he was fairing in his research into Mega Evolution. Beyond that you felt comfortable, relaxed hell one could even say you were at home here.

As the chatter and conversations came to an end. As you sent off your research team and promised to meet them back at the hotel after you wanted to tour the city, the loveliest of voices called out to you. A gentle "Excuse me" that grabbed your attention as you turned your head towards were the voice came from. There before you stood a man much taller than your own body. Blonde hair with a blur cowlick that swirled around acting much like the ribbons you donned on your own body. His eyes still shone bright yellow despite his pale white skin.

Colress: "Sorry to interrupt. It's just that I find that with less people to bother you I can talk to you with less distractions. My name is Colress." He spoke out to you, his voice smooth and inviting. "And I've been meaning to ask you about your research with Fairy Type Pokemon. I believe your knowledge will help me a great deal with my own research that is if you're willing to share."

Standing still your fixation on this man created child like feelings that resonated throughout your body. No, this was not love at first sight no matter how romantic it could be if it were true. Though you'd be lying if you said you didn't find him attractive. It was almost embarrassing how long it took you to respond. Something that Colress noted yet did not share aloud. A blush pink almost as bright as the outfit you were wearing rushed to your face.

(Y/N):. . "oh . uh .  Yeah! . .Sure I don't mind. . I hope I'm not troubling you or anything. ."

Colress however did laugh at your flushed appearance. Not in a way that was ment to embarrass you further yet rather just at how strange you were behaving. This isn't the first time Colress has "met" you. That is to say he was one of those crowd members who became hooked on your enthusiasm and your philanthropy to excite a crowd so early in the morning. Though for Colress this performance became much more than simple intrigue when he started focusing less on the Granbull and more on you. Seeing you now as a person in front of him, someone who talks and breaths the same as he does, your blushing face and all made him want to research not just your Pokemon but you as well. Who are you with the person dressed in pinks and why was he so eager to learn more?

Chatting with this stranger, that you now love as your partner. The two of you on that day, talked for so long about Fairy Types and his own research that the convention heads had to kick the two of you out were you both continued your conversation walking around the city. You learned so much about Colress's research and he learned a great deal from you as well that by the time the two of you needed to part ways, you began to wonder if you would ever find a connection with someone like this again. Reaching the hotel you were staying at you found it hard to move your feet up those steps.

Colress: "Wait! . .Before we go our separate ways can I have your number?"

Stopping in your tracks you weren't expecting him to even want to keep chatting. You were for sure convinced he had wrung each drop of information out of you, but the thought of him still wanting to talk set your heart ablaze as a mad blush formed on your face. You almost drowned out his voice as he called to your attention once more.

Colress: ". . Perhaps email is more efficient for you? Here let me just . .*Colress began to pat up and down his body. His fingers gliding over his lab coat pockets though* . . hmm . . no . . *Observing each pocket his face turns with small frustration* . . ack . .of course when I need one most, none are on me."

Glancing over you notice his predicament as a small smile forms on your face. Turning back to him you take one of his hands and place a small baby blue pen with a fuzzy PomPom on top, into his grasp.

(Y/N): "Here. . . um *You turn around to avoid him seeing your blush* . . uh . .my phone number is (xxx)xxx-xxxx and my email is thesci-fairy@xxxx.com."

And before Colress could tell you his own information, you were already running back inside the hotel. It was only until 3 a.m. that night, just before you had to get yourself ready for your plane ride back home did you get an email from one researchercolress@xxxx.com.

[@researchercolress@xxxx.com]: Hello! Am I speaking with [Y/N]? You left in such a rush I was hoping I wrote the email down in time.

And there it was again. The racing of your heartbeat. Should your respond professionally? He didn't sound stern when you were talking. But talking and emailing are quite different things!! Should you email him like a coworker? A friend? No! Be yourself! If they don't like the you that you are now they won't like it in the future. But even still . . .what should you say?

As small shaking fingers type out, delete, then type again, you do this dance with they keys until you finally have the courage to respond.

[@thesci-fairy@xxxx.com] hello! You are correct this is [Y/N]!

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:3

*Send*

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It would be another year before you got to see Colress again. And during that time you weren't sure if he would even remember your face. Although the initial emails were splendid and he didn't seem to be bothered by your lackadaisical responses that used a heavy hand of emojis and funny gifs. Eventually the emails became few and far between. You both were busy with your own lives that the last time you emailed each other was two months before the conference. Sure he ended his email promising to come see you again but would that be true? Only today would tell as you made your way back into the conference building.

You were blessed with an opportunity months prior to head to Paldea to research the Properties of Fairy Type terrestrialization in the Paldea region. This was were you acquired you second lucky companion Dolly the Dachsbun. You'd hoped that having another Canine Pokemon to accompany GiGi would make researching them a lot easier. And truth be told it was! They have become unseparable though you would find that this terrestrialization was far beyond you or even Sycamores research capabilities and so you were requested to come back to Kalos to help focus on Mega evolution were your duo become a trio with a gifted Ralts named Fleur. This team of three would be your companions for this years conference. Your old team of researchers either stayed behind to help Sycamore or were off making discoveries of their own. This ment that your presence at the conference would be allocated to one panel today with a local Unovan Teacher who you heard was researching Terrestrialization and you offered to show off your Dachsbun.

Finding yourself in front of a map of the conference building your panel with Teacher Briar, wouldn't be for another four hours but it wouldn't hurt to start familiarizing yourself with this years layout. As your eyes scanned the map you started reading the names of the other panels "Magnetic Forces ft. The steel squad", "Lava Plumes and the effects of fire type Pokemon with guest speaker Dr. Haze", "Bugs and how they make the world go round featuring Dr. Flora and her research team." and on and on and on you read scanning each and every name thrice over. Not one said Colress. . . Colress, oh Colress.

Even though your time with him was short and your conversations had scattered to the wind your heart still beat whenever you remembered his name. You thought about him every day. What he was up to. Where he was now and how his research was going. You would wonder if he ever thought of you and then thats when your heart would break. Maybe it was just meant to be that the two of you didn't speak anymore. What would you even say? Would he even be interested anymore? Is he even here at the conference??? Sensing your unease GiGi did her best to try and comfort you by rubbing her head against your side. It was then did you feel a different tap to your side, how you turned your head to see who was trying to grab your attention, did your blushing face come back to haunt you.

(Y/N): " . . .C . . Colress??!?" *You said with a shout that caused the other people around you to stop and stare at your outburst.

Only after realizing that you were just excitingly greeting someone did they go back to their own duties. Though more importantly was that here he was, Colress was back at this conference and he hadn't forgotten about you either.

Colress: *Laughing at your flushed appearance*. . Well thats a first! I did say I was going to see you again now didn't I? I'm glad to see you are still the same (Y/N)."

You were wearing light pink cargo pants with each pocket filled with kawaii themed stationary that you mentally insisted was "just for emergencies". A light green and white striped shirt underneath your creme lab coat. The only thing that you wore that made you stand out was a matching light pink floppy sun hat with a frilly bow on its side.

Walking up to Colress you wanted to reach out and hold him. Grab his hand and feel it. Feel if it was real but before your emotions could take over your mind, your eyes noticed a familiar fuzzy blue pen sitting in his lab coat pocket.

(Y/N): "My pen! . . "

Colress: "Oh . . Yes! That, it has been very useful I've been meaning to thank y. ."

(Y/N): "So you do still remember . ."

It was Colress who became the blushing fool this time. How was something as trivial as pen able to cause your face to turn beat red as your eyes stared into his own with a  longing gaze? This was what he was missing. . .

Trying to calm down his blush Colress faked a cough as he went to readjust his glasses.

Colress: " . .ahh! . uh . why yes . .like I was getting at I wanted to thank you for . . gifting me the pen. . I've been putting it to good use. And . . of course. . uh . . I wouldn't want to forget you."

As he noticed your own face becoming even more red he was quick on his feet to try and move the conversation into a different direction less both of you continue standing here sharing blushing faces.

Colress: "Ah! Why .  why don't we uh continue this conversation somewhere else. Before your panel . . we could grab something to eat."

Nodding along you allowed for Colress to take the lead as he grabbed your wrist to guide you through the crowd of people towards the food court. It was with each step that eventually his own hand made its way to wrap around your fingers and next thing you knew you were holding hands with Colress.

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After the wonderful lunch and an even better panel, the two of you continued your conversation discussing a great deal about how both of you have been and how each others research was going. What started off as informational soon turned personal and eventually the conversation was no longer about research.

Colress: "So your planning on moving out here, to Unova."

(Y/N): "Yes . . I am very excited . . ever since Sycamore gave me permission to study Audinos I've been excitingly waiting for the day I could study them out here. He suspects that Audinos who mega evolve out here will start attracting other fairy types to this region. . .he wants me to set up a place here for fairy type research."

Colress: "Well that sounds wonderful! I couldn't think of anyone else more suitable for this position. . ."

(Y/N): "But that isn't the only reason I'm here"

Colress: "Oh?"

(Y/N): "To be honest . . I've been meaning to come back to Unova for a while. Ever since I've been going to these conferences I've always wanted to move out here . . . I guess I was just waiting for the perfect excuse to do so. This might sound cheesy but I've never lived in such a big city before. . . all the lights and people seem fun! Oh and I'm sure all the small towns here are perfect as well  . .but uh  . I .  I'm not sure."

Colress: "I could help! Be your guide and all. . if that's what you were trying to sneakily get at. *he says in a somewhat teasing tone*

(Y/N): "You would do that for me? . .and . hey! I wasn't trying to be sneaky  *You say with a pout that brings a smile to Colress's face"

Colress: "Haha Oh sure let's just agree to disagree then. . .hmm . but of course I'd help you. One researcher to the other. *He says while holding his hand out to yours*

(Y/N): *Blushing you grab his hand back*. Mhm yes. . One researcher to the other.

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And that was the start of everything. That moment was what led you to so many wonderful years with Colress. That simple opportunity became all that you are and all that you have today. From strangers, to research partners, to lovers.

Colress's world expanded the moment you said your first "I love you to him" and you felt the same. Each day was a discovery both with Pokemon and each other. Colress remained much of the same person, except he kept up with his health more especially after you would scold him to go to bed at a proper time and insisted he eat fast food less. You brought your own personality of course with your lab equipment colored the same shades of pinks and blues as your outfits. Fuzzy notepads, rainbow pencils and cute Pokemon stickers started lacing Colress's notes as well. But it was charming to him how much color you brought into his life. Not to mention how despite type differences your Pokemon became friends with his own. His Beheeyem was most fond of your now fully evolved Gardevoir, and your Grandbull and Dachsbun found joy in playing with his PorygonZ and Klinklang.

Fuzzy snorlax slippers next to his black ones graced the bedside. A Horsea shaped mug next to a mug of his own that reads "science rulez!!" that you bought for him. Cute photos of each others Pokemon you framed and tacked onto his cork board that intermingled with his notes. All this and so much more became a part of his norm that he simply couldn't imagine himself living a life without it. And of course there you were sitting at your desk staring off into space, the best gift of all.

Watching you become a stronger trainer has brought Colress endless amounts of joy. Your presence as a fairy specialist brought about trainers the likes of which Colress would have never seen had he continued researching on his own. Trainers would make arrangements in their journey to come battle Unova's one and only fairy type specialist and watching how you and your team worked hard each and every day to win made Colress fall in love with you over and over again. You were his sweetheart, the sweetest of them all.

Colress: "My love."

He called out to you as he leaned in to kiss you on your temple. Bringing you back to the present, you turned to face the skitty shaped clock on the wall. 3:50 p.m.

Colress: "Seems we have some guests today. I could turn them away if you're busy. .

(Y/N): "No that's alright my darling. *You lean in to kiss him on the lips, a thin layer of pink lipstick staying behind on his mouth* Let's have some fun again today! *With the help of Colress you get up from your seat and usher your Pokemon to follow*

Walking towards the door the sunlight peaks in ever so gently through the curtains of your shared home. As your Pokemon run towards the front of the house, and even Colress's Pokemon too. Both of you walk in tandem, your hands interlocked with each others.

(Y/N): "I love you Colress . ." *your words gently falling feom your lips*

Colress: *smiling* "and I love you too (Y/N). . ." *He leans in once more to kiss you on the cheek*

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Maxie x Cutesy Reader

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Too Cute to Handle

Pokemon: Altaria, Plusle and Minun

Gender neutral Reader

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Shocked, appalled, and quite possibly. . . flabbergasted

Not that they had anything against you. No, Maxie saw you as a capable individual who was strong in battle, confident, and endearing. How could he not fancy you as a person? The doubts that Maxie had only came from within. Even after his Team made amends with the citizens of Hoenn, that he almost destroyed, and vowed to change their ways, Maxie still had some worry if he even deserved someone as sweet as you.

You came to him at a time were he was really worried about the future of his Team and became the light of his life, almost literally. One day long since past, walking underneath the Hoenn sun, you with your bright pink shirt and buttercup yellowed pants, you felt a simple joy of taking in the quite scenery. That was until you weren't paying attention too much of where you were going and toppled Maxie despite literally no one else being around. What could you say? You've always been known to have a bit of a airheaded side to you. But of course you apologized none the less to the stranger dressed in red and almost went about your merry day until Maxie couldn't help himself and opened his mouth.

Maxie: *a bit annoyed* Tsk . . you know. . if you're in such a rush, you have to be more careful of where you walk.

Normally you can't stand the idea of being belittled nor any sort of confrontation for that matter. You wanted to turn tail and flea but today was different. Today your gentle soul allowed for you to stay.

(Y/N): I . . . I know . .*sigh* Sir .I'm sorry you're right. *you say as your face turns beat red*

Maxie felt satisfied enough with your apology and turned away to continue his stroll until he felt your soft hand clasp onto his own hand.

(Y/N): W . Wait!! . Let me make it up to you!

You practically demanded that you make it up to him, and dragged Maxie to a nearby cafe via offering to by him coffee. Maxie wanted to protest. To tell you that you need not go out of your way to do anything for him. To just go your separate ways and forget that either of our paths crossed but, something in Maxie was preventing him from leaving. Maybe it was your soft delicate hands touching his. Maybe it was the way your face became flustered when you apologized. Maybe it was your shy meek voice that drew him closer but for once in his life coffee sounded nice with a stranger.

What Maxie considers now to be your guys first date, that coffee break was the eventual start to everything he loves and adores now. You talked about many things, likes and dislikes, the Pokemon you train, your hobbies, goals, and personal quirks. It was a calm in Maxies life that he so desperately needed at that moment. A calm he was for sure convinced was a one off event. That once the last drop of coffee leaves his cup he will have to part with this moment and go back to his normal life.

Maxie: *Maxie Pauses for a moment before standing up to leave*. . Well this has been . .nice actually. . thank you but I should be. .

(Y/N): How about same time next week! *You happily suggest*

Maxie: . .*Maxie is stunned and his face turns a light shade of pink*. . what? . you . .You're suggesting we do more of this? And you don't find discomfort in showing your face with me in public?

With his mind now in a bit of a tizz, his doubt's started to override the logical thinking of his mind. Throughout the conversation you did eventually find out who Maxie was and more often than not this would cause strangers to be cautious around Maxie at best, or flat out hate him at worst.

(Y/N):. . *Lightly stirring around your straw in a mostly empty mug, a small smile forms on your face*. . Listen I will admit that once my mind managed to piece together who you were . . I was . .shocked . .but I liked talking to you and I wanted to keep talking with you as long as you are okay with that! . . . I mean you can't be all that bad if you agreed to go grab coffee with a stranger who practicly trappled over you. . .Who knows maybe next time we could battle or go do something different like walk around or . .

As your thoughts and words trailed off Maxie's own smile graced his face. Were you always this open with people? Did you truely see the good in everyone despite their histories? How could someone be so clueless? Interrupting your rambling he softly replies. . .

Maxie: I will have to check my schedule but all of that sounds lovely.

From that moment on the two of you went on many more "mini dates", growing closer, as stronger feelings for each other developed over time. It was another coffee date when Maxie decided to ask to officially date you. Maxie's admins had already suspected he was in a relationship with the amount of time he would rush to get any paperworks completed just so he would have time to spend with you.

Though, it is funny to say, Maxie would have no idea the world he would be entering when he opened his heart to you. It's strange, for such a observent man, he never considered the possibility that your preferred choice of clothing was an indicator to your whole lifestyle. Not that he minded, nor did he have any room to talk, but when you finally invited him over to your apartment he was greeted with a wonderful array of pastel colors. Not only did frills, baby blues and bubble gum pinks lace your body but, the carpert, kitchen, and even TV was some shade of yellow, pink, green, or blue. Though Maxie would be foolish to ever call it childish. It was colorful, yes, but it was still designed with an adults mindset and besides the countless Plushies he ran across, the apartment fit you, and he couldn't imagine it any other way.

As corny as it was your personality was what won him over. Which he admits also fits the aesthetic. A soft style for a soft hearted person. You were practically the definition of tender, love, and care. When Maxie was feeling particularly stressed after a long days of work you offer to cook for him, or rest with him on the couch. After Pokemon battles you not only treated your Pokemon but his Pokemon as well. Your laugh is soft and airy. Your smile is enough to get his heart racing. You don't have to do much to make Maxie feel loved and the rest of Team Magma can see Maxie's improved behavior as well.

Speaking of which, the team silently thanks you presence and the effects you have on their Leader. Before you came around the grunts saw Maxie as a stern, over worked, headstrong Leader who looks as if they haven't slept in ten centuries. Now with you in his life. . .nothing much has changed but the good news is that you are the only one who can get him to calm down and take better care of his health so that's something.

However, let it be known that none of the team magma members are going to start taking orders from you just because you are dating their leader. You acknowledge that you have little authority to give them, but they do respect you, unless they want to be lectured by Maxie at 7 o'clock in the morning. But who the hell in their right mind would even want to treat you poorly? You are so sweet and caring that people simply have little reason to dismiss you. You offer to cook meals for the grunts and heal their Pokemon as you would do the same for Maxie, never asking for anything in return. Sometimes on a slower day, you offer to train with some of the grunts where they get to experience your battling style which couldn't be further from Maxie's if you tried. Maxie and his calculated moves. His team built and trained to be strong and fearsome. The countless hours he spent building a strong bond with his camerupt to achieve optimal Mega Evolution properties. All these qualities and more that seemed to be completely absent in you. True is it that your own Altaria can Mega Evolve but, the grunts doubt that it is a result of intensive training. Your small team of three consisting of the aforementioned Altaria, then the duo Plusle and Minun were all you had. Though they were no doubt picked because of their cute factor. Your battle style tended to be more "flashy". Less strength, in favor of moves that would sparkle or glow whether they did copious amounts of damage didn't matter to you.

But that is neither here or there, the cute and unique way you led your life is what made you such a great partner for Maxie! You know what they say about opposites attracting. He was stern and you were sweet and there was no complaints to be had what so ever.

. . .

Except for when the Plushies started leaving your apartment and instead found home in Maxie's office.

Okay . . so you might have a teeny tiny itty bitty spending problem when it comes to plushies but come onnnnnn can you really blame yourself? Plushies are the second best things ever on the planet. (Your love for Maxie being number one of course, how sweet). But Maxie liked to joke that he could empty out one of Team Magma's storage rooms and still not have enough space for his partners plushie collection. (Whatever. . . In your mind he's just being overdramatic) As this is just another part of your personality Maxie would normally love you too much to say anything against it. Though, one pokemon plushie too many have now laced his office and on the day you barge into his office with a life sized Altaria Plush is when he decides to put his foot down.

Maxie: (Y/N) no!

(Y/N): . . but Maxie. .

Maxie: No. .!

(Y/N): . .But

Maxie: No!!

(Y/N):.. .Darling

Maxie: *Blushing at the nickname* . . tsk don't sweet talk me! . . Arceus so help me. *he gently rubs his temples as he stands up to be by your side. He still finds it adorable how your body is nearly covered by the Giant Altaria plush in your arms.* . . .sigh. .now look at you. Tell me exactly where you would even put . . *he gestures at the plush* all of this! I love you, my sweet light but why? Don't you have the real thing? Why do you need them in plush form??

(Y/N):. . . so . .you could look at it throughout the day and . . remember me?? *you say with a nervous smile. To be fair that was the excuse you used on all the plushies and the excuse had run its course*

Sighing once more Maxie brought you into a gentle embrace and chuckled lightly at your attempt to keep placing plushies in his care.

Maxie: My love I am old but, not senile trust me when I say I will not forget you after one day of work, *He gently strokes the top of your head and even kisses it softly* but please refrain from covering my work space from now on.

With a small smile and a bit of help from your Pokemon you eventually brought back each plush and kept them in your own apartment. Expect for one small, fuzzy numel plush that calls itself home on Maxies desk. This numel, and only this numel is allowed to call itself home in the office . . . oh alright and one more too. You insist that the one would get "lonely" so two numel plushies on his desk it is! And yes, he admits that looking at them everyday and being able to think about you does bring a smile to his face.

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Plumeria x Hopeless Romantic Reader

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Dead Hearts New Beginnings

Pokemon: Alolan Rattata, Kantonian Rattata

Pronouns: (She/Her)

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Sitting in the main froirar The rain trickled down outside the mansion's walls. It was late into the afternoon an many of your fellow teammates were either chilling in their rooms, or hanging out in the froirar just as you were. The afternoon sun was starting to set, not that anyone could tell given the constant gloomy skys that plagued over Po town. Though checking your phones clock was a good indicator that it was getting late. But to Team Skull "late" was just the perfect time to catch up and talk amongst each other as Guzma's orders and tasks took up the majority of the day to complete.

You were a quiet grunt, soft spoken and not too involved with the others. You found companionship with Dominique, who just went by Dom. A grunt from the Kalos region. With you being from the Kanto region the two of you quickly bonded over being "Non-Alolan". But given the loud whops and cheering coming from down the hall, he was occupied by playing GTA 5 with some of the other grunts. And so you sat alone with your phone and two Rattatas, a Kantonian and Alolan, and quietly listened to the other grunts around you.

The murmering voices around were almost soothing in a way. The rain created the most perfect ambiance and the diming lights above you made for a perfect calm atmosphere the mansion was not used to having. Seems like your rattata's noticed too as the lept from your lap and raced up the stairs beconing for you to follow. You knew exactly what they were getting at. It was story time.

Dashing up the stairs and down the halls you found yourself in a very secluded part of the mansion. The library. Believe it or not, being a Team Skull grunt didn't mean you had ditched your appreciation for the old and classy. Hell that's how you and Dominique met in the first place. Both of you having a soft spot for literature the two of you kept this spot hidden from the rest of crew, knowing you'd be in for a hoard of teasing if they found you actually reading the books in here instead of using them as projectiles. Your rattata's found solice in the library too and now as a psedo-tradtion, when the air is perfect, you come here to sit, relax, and read. Horror, Sci-Fi, History, and Adventure. All in the palms of your hands, but the one genre that satisfied you the most was Romance.

It was almost comical how girly you were. On the outside you resembled all the other grunts. Booty shorts and that tight fit tank top, skull beanie, and bandana. Passerbys would flea the area the second the skull crew would step into town. You'd get down with the mischief with your fellow members and even steal and vandalise the cities. But here, in the library with all its dilapidated glory you were giddy and giggling when reading about lovers experiencing true loves kiss between words and lines in the pages of books. There wasn't a snowballs chance in a volcano that you would ever let this secret slip out beyond the librarys door. So you sat all alone dreaming about being swept off your feet with a lover to call your own. Though the lovers you'd read in these old books don't quite capture the ideal lover you have in mind, and you find it hard to believe they ever will.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the chirping of your rattata's as they start shoving any and all books they could hold up in their tiny paws. They learned your habits and picked up books they recall you smiling the most at. Eleanor & Park, The Fault in Our Stars, Pride and Prejudice, even manga and childrens stories flew in front of your eyes with Kaguya-sama: Love is War and Cinderella. However there was always one story that would make you smile the brightest while your heart reverberated in your chest. That story was Rapunzel.

A story about a triumphant prince finding his princess whose locked away in a tower. Rapunzel and her long flowing locks and beauty of old, who has a heart of gold waiting for the day her Prince sweeps her off her feat. Its a story you could read over and over again and still enjoy the ending even if you can see it from a mile away. Yes this was the perfect story for today's read.

Though such is the way of your mind, that outloud the story is spoken as it is written, a man and a woman. However, the inside your mind depicts a different image. A story of that between woman and woman. Princes that fought on pages were sword swinging women in your head. The husky male lover sweeping his sweetheart off her feet you only imagined the strength of a woman doing that to another that it made your heart swoon. So often did your mind turn these men into women that when reading absentmindedly aloud, instead of prince charming waking up snow white, it was princess darling instead. No Romeos just Rosalinas. No Princes turned to Politoads but beautiful maidens instead.

When the storm seemed to settle outside, and your pokemon snuggled comfortably entangled on your chest, your story time could start. But like clock work, without much thought at all your thoughts and speech mangled into one. Next thing you knew the lovely prince became your heorine, and her name was Plumeria.

You started where all good stories did with a "Once upon a time", and the story is as follows, a princess locked in her tower. The wicked mother who saw it right to shield her away from the world, controlling Rapunzel's every action. The poor woman who wept by the window hoping for the day her savior would come and find her, as her hair grew and grew until it was long enough to touch the earth below. Though no prince charming was coming to save this princess.

"  .. . and so our herione climed and climed and climed all the way up to the top of Rapunzel's tower. Using only Rapunzel's long hair to do so. .. "

Your Rattatas snuggled up to you ever so slightly taking in all your warmth.

*. . .She lept into Rapunzel's window. . . romeved her long cloak and revealed herself to the princess. Not much needed to be spoken between the two, as the glow in each others eyes was enough to say a thousand words. . .*

*. . . yet . . . *

You leaned in closely to your rattatas building up suspense, the thunder lowly rumbling outside.

*. . . in a flash!!. . .*

The lightning cracked outside with the built tension.

*. . . our heroine was faced to face with the wicked mother. Holding her sweet Rapunzel in her bony grasp threatening to harm her if she dare step closer. Though, our heroine has come to far to give up now. And so she drew her sword and began fighting the wicked mother jumping and dodging and magic thrown her way. They hustled and jumped around the walls of the tower, with our heroine doing everything she could to protect Rapunzel. Our heorine was nearly defeated, her wounds became too much, her injuries caused her to nearly collapse. But when her eyes locked with Rapunzel's she knew she had to keep fighting. With one final charge she lept at the wicked mother and pushed her out the window, where she met her end at the bottom of the tower. . .*

and just as you were about to spout the ending and all to familiar voice sent sparks and shivers to your heart.

Plumeria: "and the two hold hands or somethin', fall in love, maybe kiss and hold hands and . . . ride off into the sunset."

Nearly leaping from your seat you yelped in surprise while a deep blush formed on your face.

(Y/N): "ACK! WHAT! . . Gurl don't do THAT!?! Where the HELL did you come from."

Plumeria: *She smirked lightly* . . "Wow . . guess I actually caught you in the act .  . don't blane me but I didn't think anyone actually came in this dark ass room to actually do, you know "Reading""

It was kinda silly how you could dress in this skull uniform and call yourself a skull grunt. With all the thrashing and destroying, you were sitting here surrounded by books.

(Y/N): . . .*Blushing* . Sh. . Shut up   .

Plumeria: "At least the attitude is still intact, but . . . What's with the switch in gender roles. . I don't read but even I know this story sure as shit doesn't have some women saving the day. . especially for another woman."

(Y/N): . . ."Well why  . . .why does it matter to you.?!" you say flustered appearance and all. It's not like you were trying to yell at her but not only are you crushing on her hard, and have been for a while, you didn't need her teasing you for your weird habit of turning all media you consume to be wlw.  

Plumeria: "God . . cool it. I am not trying to judge you."

Feeling the room grow cold you didn't have it in you to reply. Instead you silently put the book down and tried your best to distract your racing heart via cleaning up the area around you. Your rattata's were already making quick work of putting the books away when suddenly you felt a soft, warm hand graze against your own. Bright yellow eyes staired back into your own you almost hit your head against the bookshelf with how fast you turned away to keep her from seeing your flustered face.

Plumeria: " . .. Tsk . .it's not like I said you had to pack up and leave." With a heavy hand she wrapped her arm around your waist and pulled you back to the ground. Your body was rested up against hers. "So annoying. . ." she muttered out.

With your heart beating ever faster you hadn't noticed that she dropped a book right into your shaking hands.

(Y/N): ". . . what . . " Noticing the book in your hand your eyes only had to glance at the book for you to know which one it was. " . . . uh . . oh .   okay . . 'the hunger games'?? ... *You let of a small snort* . .you do know that this book is like, about uh . . dystopian society, and political stuff, and . . yeah. Its good! No shame but . .is there a reason why you chose this?"

Now it was Plumeria's turn to blush.

Plumeria: ". . ack  . .well Yeah of course I know that!! I've seen the movies. . .its cool . . and who cares what I picked .  .  . the cover looked interesting so . . just quit your yap sesh and get to it." She said trying to dismiss your questioning while bonking your head with her fist.

(Y/N): ". . . ow . . . *sighing and blushing* .  you sure bout this? No ones gonna think of you aa some weirdo for staying?"

Plumeria: "  . . hmm . . just shut up and read fast then if your that concerned about it." She said while blushing too.

Looking up to her one last time your heart had begin to slow down and follow the neat of her own rhythm. Each others breathing seemed to blend together and your body's felt as one. Her own salazzle had come out to chill with her trainer bringing a gentle heat to the room. Your Rattata's were just as happy too now that they no longer have to fight for space on your lap. Your kantonian Rattata took no time to hesitate to snuggle up against Plumeria, as you began to read allowed, while the thunder rolled on by beyond the mansions windows.

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Guzma x Bug Catcher Reader

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Pokemon: Illumise, Rabsca, Beedrill

Hunting: Paras (Shiny)

(She/Her, Pronouns)

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Stepping off the old yet reliable faerie from MeleMele to Akala, the fresh ocean breeze was no different here as it was to all the other islands. When you first touched down on that plane from Paldea, you'd never known an ocean breeze like this one. Looking up into the sky you couldn't believe it could get any bluer. Looking beyond the horizon the ocean and sky seemed to blur into one. Only the occasional breaching Mantine would break the illusion. You've traveled to many regions before but to say Alola wasn't the prettiest would be an understatement.

Sure you brought along your tourist flare. You tend to travel light only bringing what you deemed necessary for success. What was that success? Bug competitions of course! Oh sure some may deem it dull and boring to center an entire competition on one type but you wouldn't have it any other way! Bugs rule and they've been your trusty companions for all these years. They are the reason you have opportunities to leave your Paldean home in the first place. Being the top Bug collector in your class all those year back, made winning bug competitions a breeze. Not only that but the amount of overseas programs and study opportunities made it easier for your parents to understand why you decdicated your life to these strange critters.

Well nearly a decade later and halfway into your twenties and your love for this sport has never dulled or faded. Now rocking a strong team a three of the best bugs you could ever hope for, wherever competition goes, you follow. However, this year seems different. This year feels mysterious, yet exciting! Alola, the region full of new opportunities. A new League, new battle tree, new everything! Having been a reigning champion of the bug competitions you've been personally invited by the Bug Enthusiasts Corp. International to help establish a bug type contest here! You couldn't have been happier, yet you still needed to prove not only to them but to yourself that you still have what it takes to hold the title of best bug trainer around. Competition had been growing stronger year after year since younger crowds like to try and take the title for themselves. If you and your Pokemon still want to sit comfortably on your throne you're going to have to shake it up a bit.

With a spring in your step and heart full of determination, you make your way towards the best spot for bugs to flourish. Pushing past the heavy streets of HaeHae city, and into the vibrant green of the Alolan wilds you eventually make your way into the dense and Pokemon filled Lush Jungle.

Okay so maybe rushing into unknown territory wasn't the smartest idea. You've decided to send out your beedrill for some much needed assistance. Not because they're any better at navigating this forest then you are but noticing all these strange new Pokemon was causing knots to form in your stomach. You knew better to judge a book by it's cover. These tiny glowing mushrooms and floating living leis may look cute and innocent but you weren't willing to take any chances. You needed to have your beedrill all bright eyed and bushy tailed if you had any chance at capturing your golden ticket for securing this years first place! You were hunting for Paras.

Pushing past the leaves and vines your feet pounded on the jungle floor with heavy steps. The heat was starting to get to you. Not to mention you had little luck with avoiding wild Pokemon the more you trekked through this jungle. Luckily you were wrong about the mushrooms and Leis you discovered were called Morelulls and Comfeys by passing trainers. These guys kept to themselves and didn't bother picking a fight with your beedrill. However the much smaller and way more fiestier mantis Pokemon were starting to cause problems. Your Beedrill didn't have any struggles battling them but its seems like one after the other would just pop out the bushes to pick a fight with her! It's starting to piss you off!

"AUGHH! YOU STUPID LITTLE PISS MANTIS'S I LOVE ME SOME BUGS AS MUCH AS THE NEXT BUG ENTHUSIASTS BUT YOUR STARTING TO BUG THE FUCK OUT OF ME!!!! SO DO ME A FAVOR AND BUZZ OFF LIKE THE PESTS YOU ARE!"

There's that fiery temper. It's what made you a perfect companion for Beedrill. It's probably what made you win half your contests. With a few threatening jabs from Beedrill and you mean mugging these tiny pink mantis's they eventually took the hint and scattered back into their dens. You breathed a sigh of relief only to be chewed out by a very gruff and very angry voice past all the foliage.

"Hey YOU! Tourist girl! Shut your damn mouth already! Its way to damn early in the morning for your hootin' and hollerin'!"

With a whip of your head you turn around to face off a tall man with a peculiar sense of style. Although he called you a tourist, home boy over here didn't fit the bill for a local either. You could tell that this man was massive even with his slouched shoulders. Honestly they gave him an even more intimidating posture. His hair was as white as snow yet underneath was a pitch black undercut. His eyes were a deep grey with hints of purple eyeshadow around it giving him his dead eye stare an even deeper look to them. His outfit matched his demeanor, black, black and more black. You've never seen such a brooding style since your punk phase back in school. Only peaks of white helped to break up the overall look, not to mention the giant Red Cross on his backside. Was this some sort of underground band you've never heard of? Shaking off any more thoughts you could only assume he was indeed a local. How else could someone where that much black and not die of heatstroke! In the humid jungle no less. Still though his comments pissed you off and you felt as if there was no choice but to chew him out for it!

"Oh yeah big shot! What makes you so sure I'm some tourist or something?!" You say storming up to him with your beedrill following suit.

The man couldn't help but roll his eyes. He swore that if he could, they'd roll as far back into his head as possible just to avoid giving you the time of day. He was holding a basket full of flowers and plants. A lot of berries and root vegetables were among the pile, and it seemed as if he had no intentions of stopping what he was doing just to talk to you. But something deep down inside of him couldn't stop him from jabbing back at you either.

"Again with the yelling, Arceus fuck lady. . . for starters *he picks some more roots* no local is stupid enough to enter this jungle, this far out, unless they know what they're getting themselves into. And two *He picks some more* those "pests" as you call them. . haha yeah right, the local babies even know that those are no bugs sweetheart. There grass types." He says facing you head on this time. His face mere inches away from yours.

Feeling flustered and embarrassed as all hell, you didn't want this slip up to cause you to turn with your tail between your legs. You were on a hunt. A mission! Tsk so what you were just another dumb tourist to this guy! Big whoop! You've survived traveling for this long you just need to keep on keeping on! And all will be well, but some extra expertise can go a long way.

"Soooo does that mean you wanna help a girl out?"

The man could only stop dead in his tracks before maniacally laughing to himself.

"Hahahahaha and what the fresh fuck makes you think I wanna do that?"

And there he goes again. The big tough guy himself getting all up in your personal space. His larger than life form practically shrouding the sun above you. His grin was frightening but in a somewhat attractive way. Almost to say "don't push your luck". Not wanting to back down, with your own pride, you lean into him. Your face almost touching his as your eyes do all the talking. You stare deep into him and you can feel a sense of uncomfort from his end too. You guess that this isn't the normal response people give to a guy like him. But eventually you cave. You don't exactly slump back but, you give up this psudo staring contest so that you can go back to what you were doing. Which was, getting yourself more lost in this forest.

Turning to walk away his voice actually calls out to you. "And where the fuck do you think your going?"

Shocked you didn't expect him to give a shit. "Ummm going to go back to my own thing? What about you?"

He tried to seem as if he didn't care, but his demeanor said otherwise. He had dropped the basket he was holding, as his body shuffled ever so subtly towards your own. "Tsk and get even more lost?"

"Afraid so? Unless you wanna help me" you cheekily grin.

He grumbles annoyed "yeah right . . . your funeral"

"Mhmm . . yep! Guess so . . andddd that'll be on you? I guess? Kinda!"

He laughs a bit more but not in the pleasant way "And why's that?"

"Oh you know. . . have me be the last person you talk to. I die and when the police ask for wtf happened they can just pin a part of this on you for not wanting to help me." Okay so to be fair not your most sound argument. . m actually it held no merit but damn were you desperate. He was the only other fool to be out here in this jungle and was probably going to be your only shot at help for miles. If he was here then other locals might be even a harder catch at trying to convince them to help you on your bug journey. Andddd a bit of you was intrigued by this guys overall swagger and cocky attitude. It's been a while since you've found even a small ounce of interest in another person.

A deep sigh escaped his lips as he contemplated your words. You weren't entirely sure if they had any effect on him. That is until he covers his basket and hoists it over hus shoulders as he puts both of his hands back into his pockets. Walking up to you he finally speaks out.

"Listen here! I am only doing this because honestly I am not entirely keen on picking weeds all afternoon for that *he grumbles quietly* kahuna and kahuna squirt. However, if I help you do whatever the fuck, does that mean you will leave me alone and you get out of this jungle?"

You don't sit on his words long. To focused on being happy that he's actually offering you help. "Yes! 10000% yes! Whatever! You help me, and then you go back to your forging!"

Walking up to your side he stands idle until you tell him what exactly he needs to do in order to help you.

"Well if you must know what I'm doing in this jungle I am trying to find me a Paras! So where to my knight and shining sweatpants!"

With another deep eyeroll, it was only then in that moment that it hit him. Did you say Paras?

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Walking deeper into the thicket, the two of you eventually found a secluded spot that was supposed to home a lot of wild Paras.

"Say . . .uh I don't think I caught your name back there"

"Whats it to ya?" The man bit back defensively

"Fine! Whatevs don't tell me and stay being elusive. My name is (Y/N) and your out here helping me find a Paras because . ."

"Because??" He cuts you off.

"Because! . . . because of the bug contest of course!?'

Now this cause his attention. He wasn't too shocked when he saw your beedrill. He hated to admit it but, bugs are a lot easier to come across then most other types. It's no shock that any trainer would have at least one bug type to their name. But you? You were actually dead serious on being a bug type trainer?

"You're kiddin' right?"

No response on your end, except for the same confused stare.

"No shit?"

Typical, or so you thought. This was normaly the response people gave when you mentioned your bug companions and your love for them. "Bugs are so weak" they say. "Bugs are so gross" they thought. And so your feisty nature struck again but for your bug babies it was worth it.

"Oh yeah? You got a damn problem with that? What are you some bug hater? Look I appreciate the help thus far but if this is going to be a problem for you then you can just leave me al . . ."

"Now wait a minute I didn't mean it like that. . . just wasn't expecting that alright"

"And why's that?"

Now you've done it. You had a tendency to push people to their limits. Your shocked no ones fought you over it, but today might be the day your lucks run dry. With a grimace in his eyes, and the same devilishly attractive smirk you can feel him closing in on you. Backing you up against a tree you see no sign of escaping him.

"Because the names Guzma. The hated boss you beats you down, and beats you down and never gives up."

Throwing two Pokeballs behind him, his Pokemon were just as intimidating as he was. One bright red scizor, and a huge hulking Golisopod.

"Just for the record if you're real serious about this whole 'contest thing' or whatever can't really be all that much of a contest if they let scrubs like you enter."

"Now wait a damn minute, shouldn't a bug guy like yourself at least think that this is cool?!?"

"What's so damn fun about some bug beauty pageant?"

Damn you wanted to clobber this guy! What was his deal? This sure was a first alright.

"Well Guzma. . uh. . hm . you know! Hey! It's . .it's not JUST beauty. You'd think a bug trainer would at least know that much."

"Again, don't give a fuck about shit like that. And I don't need to be into contests to love bugs. Aren't all those contests over seas anyways?

"And AGAIN like I said I am here for Paras, to join this years bug contest. In THIS region. Beauty isn't everything wise guy. I'll have you know that my Beedrill won best Stingers and the toughness categories three years in a row back in Paldea. Not to mention they were runner up four years after that in both Kanto and Johto!" Your Beedrill beams with delight behind you. "And yeah so what I entered my Illumise for the beauty but it was their beautiful glowing personality that helped me secure top spot five years in a row, across both Paldea and the Hoenn region. And if you think thats not all well wait until you see my Rabsca who secured runner up spot for seven consecutive years and two years first place for largest ball roll! . . . See Impressive ain't it?"

" . . . Arceus you're more pathetic then I thought"

His blunt response was expected but damn dude not even a little bit impressed? And from a bug type trainer no less. Well you couldn't deny that words hurt, and you could guess he felt a little guilty for it too. His face became a few shades pinker as he averted your gaze. You were currently a bumbling mess unsure of how to respond to his comment.

"i . . uh . .wuh . well . .hu m Well if you're so quick to judge m . hy why don't you join then!"

"What! Fat chance."

"B . but why not?"

"I don't care what categories there are . .I mm . it's stupid . .why waste my time"

This confused you. Guzma was so ready to criticize the competition as if he implied he'd easily win, yet when presented the opportunity to go for it, he'd throw it away?

"Well yeah? I'm sure you'd win! I'm mean you got two great bugs right here! Why don't you ask them if they want to join!"

You could tell Guzma was hiding something. Well besides his already elusive personality, this time it seemed different. Like as if competitions scared him.

"Tsk yeah sure! . . lets get my golisopod all dolled up!" Turning his head back you guess he wasn't expecting his Golisopod to actually seem happy to want to do that. "What!?"

You only giggled.

"Whats so funny?"

"Well it seems that bug boss here doesn't understand his bugs as well as he thought. And no . . you don't need to "doll him up". Your golisopod would make an excellent contender in all sorts of categories. Strength, speed, claw size, height, weight, heavy lifting, and even battling! And your scizor too of course! But he might actually fair in beauty as well. That shiny red is actually very pleasant to look at! I haven't seen a brighter red in ages! Thats a sign that it's had a healthy diet and wonderful trainer that takes good care of him."

Guzma's blush only deepened in red the more you kept complimenting his crew. His hand krept up to his face to try and hide his embarrassment.

"Sh Shut up already . . . god . . that doesn't change anything. . I still don't get the point in all of it."

You didn't get it. You just didn't get why this guy was being so stubborn. Again you did your best to explain why bug contests were fun and amazing but your words feel on death ears. The more you talked the less you became positive in your own words too.

"*Sighing* Look, I . . I don't want to dim your sparkle or anything (Y/N) but . . hmm . . whatever. Keep doing these bug showcases or whatever, but there is no need to drag me into it."

"Okay."

Looking around Guzma noticed the changing colors thay danced across the sky. Night was approaching, and that meant it was time to leave.

"Sorry, guess you'll just need to catch this Paras another day. Lets get back to town."

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Day in and day out.

Day in and day out.

Day in and day out.

What used to be a monotonous monlouge that made Guzma question why he was trying so hard, became an interesting event everytime he saw you. His glory days were done, now turned into an errand boy for all the people he wronged the happy go lucky attitudes were something he was taking forever to get used to. It didn't help that his "street cred" was effectively flushed down the toilet all in thanks to that island Kahuna, and his probation officer Nanu. However seeing you trek back into that forest, day in and day out gave him something to look forward to when he woke up, and when he fell back asleep.

"You know staring at her isn't going to make you look any better. If you want people to like you Guzma you can start by being less of this mysterious weirdo."

A rough girly voice broke Guzma out of his trance. Forest green hair, and a ladle in her hand coming out of the kitchen to talk up the Ex-Gang leader was none other than Mallow. One of the many people on Guzma's "annoying pipsqueaks" list, and who just ao happened to be one of the many people he was supposed to "pay back" for his crimes.

With his usual agitated tone Guzma barked out a "shut your mouth kid." While he proceeded to go back to helping carry crates of berries off of her Fathers truck.

"Hmpf! Well if your gonna keep that attitude of yours, tou can at least say please" Mallow said back to him hands on her sides to try and size him up. Truth be told a lot of the island kahunas and their trial captains had mixed opinions on letting Guzma rewrite his wrongs. Even Guzma wasn't too keen on changing his ways, if that attitude was any indication of the situation. Most of his "help" was forced by Hala who insisted on everyone deserving a second chance. Which ment being an errand boy. Which ment being on each island helping out on whatever people asked Guzma to help with. Which ment uploading berries off a truck and being scolded by a child of all things. In a way Guzma was starting to miss the interaction that he had with you. At least you couldn't treat him like a child on time out. At least you didn't have to begrudgingly accept his presence. This was something Mallow noticed too.

"Like I said Guz!"

"Don't call me that!"

"Ugh! GUZMA! Like I said Guzma. Just go talk to her. I'm not sure who this mystery woman is to you but she must be super duper important if she's caught your eye like that."

Although Mallow was half teasing, she was right. But even still, Guzma could just not understand. He just couldn't get it. Why you tried so hard. Why you bothered going back into that forest only to leave empty handed each time. He could see it in your eyes, your worry, your desperation. It was starting to weigh on you. If it were him, he would jave cut his losses a while back. Stuck with what worked for him. Stuck with something that out him on top easily and would make sure to stay on top. In a way your endless efforts were starting to both worry him, and piss him off.

Waking up the next morning and heading outside, Guzma saw you trail up that hill. You were heading to the forest, as always, day in and day out. Or so you thought. When the booming voice of Guzma rang across the open you didnt expect him to want to talk to you again.

"Hey! Uhh? . . (Y/N) was it? Can't you just give this whole thing a rest? Or better yet throw in the towel and just go home? You clearly haven't been so lucky in your pursuit so why not just call it quits and save yourself the hassle of waking up at the crack of stupid to keep on getting disappointed."

"Tsk?!! So what?!! Haha you suddenly care? Listen man I don't need your concern! I can handle myself BY myself!? So buzz off already!"

Looking into your eyes was like staring back at an oh so familiar face in the mirror. That glare, that clencher jaw. You were breaking.

"Ack well. . . shit look I'm just saying"

"Just saying?!! Just SAYING?! FUCK that's all everyone does huh? Just blabber on without thinking well news fucking flash words hurt and I am sick! OH I AM SICK, of people telling me what I can and can't do! What I should and shouldn't be doing! Arceus! Just stay out of this! You clearly didn't like helping me the first time so why bother offering unwanted help this time?!!

Guzma's own tempre was starting to peak through too. You were so annoying, yet so desperately what Guzma wish he could have been. Someone who didn't give up. . . someone who didn't have to succumb to his current fate.

"Augh Fine! Keep fucking off into that forest! But could you at least give some better answer than just pure interest? Like there's gotta be a better reason . ?

"And why the fuck do you care?!? Why . why does everyone seem to give so much of a fuck about what I DO? . . It's always the same isn't it?

Guzma had done it again. Destroy. . destroy everything he comes into contact with. Your face had given up. Your eyes started to water.

"Anywhere I go it's always the same punk asses like you trying to control me? Find a reason? As if I needed to humor you. And still words cut deep okay. . . you wanna know the reason so bad? You want your damn answer!! Well this lady needs her Paras because this year will be my last. My last moment to shine! My last moment to prove all you people wrong!!! Sure I haven't been the shining star that I was when I was younger but I know I still have it in me! I know THEY still have what it takes to win! And if I get my Paras then all of this will be secured in the bag for me! And I can finally retire on a high note. When I become head of the conservation unit for this regions International Bug Corp. Conservation and Research Facility I want people to see that I know what I a doing. I want people to trust in MY and MY teams abilities."

With tears in your eyes you turn away from Guzma, who seems to be just as upset and frustrated with himself as you are. Guilt was danced all across his face as you turned your way back down the hill. You didn't feel up for hunting today, and Guzma wasn't feeling is usually tough guy appearance either. Another sleepless night approached Guzma as your words to him echoed in his mind. . . Guzma what was wrong with you? Guzma . . . he had to make it up to you. . . he couldn't keep going on like this.

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As the rain showered down across the region, the summer time brought high winds and thunderstorms from across the ocean. Any normal tourist would be too frightened to even step outside in a drizzle. Any local was too smart enough to realize the rain wasn't letting up anytime soon. But not you. You with your stubborn attitude. You and your neglient persistence. You with your fiery determination. You treked up that hill with mud caked boots. Your own Pokemon were too afraid to show themselves. But you couldn't stop. With the contest approaching you NEEDED to have that Paras with you. The Paras of Lush Jungle with their Pale yet beautiful hues. Unlike the Paras in Kanto these Bug were smaller but prettier or so you thought. Unlike their bright orange counterparts, their diet of Alolan berries made Paras here a lot softer in color. Almost like baby pastel. Those Paras were your tickets to success. Those Paras were the reason why you needed to be stupid enough to risk your life for them. But . . . would they be enough. Arceus you begged with all your might that they would be enough. Just one, just one was all you needed.

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The storm raged on as the small motel TV flashed warning signs of the storm turning harsher as the afternoon approached. Golisopod was even a bit startled as lighting and thunder boomed from the distant shore.

"Tsk hehe . .you really scared? Huh? Seriously bud this ain't nothing from what we were used to back in Po Town. At least the rain makes for a nice change of scenery. Don't have to worry 'bout looking out the window and seein' a herd of lil pipsqueaks and their island badges hanging around."

Golisopod although tough on the inside was still a big ol softy on the outside. Cuddling up to his trainer, Guzma couldn't help but smile and pat his side reassuringly.

"Tell you what, you'd have to be some idiot to try and do anything outside today."

Well, some idot you were. With a crash and a bang the world outside took a turn for the worst. As Guzma sprawled across his motel bed flickering through TV stations all blaring the same doomsday warnings Golisopod would be the one to spot one very peculiar bug flying about. With enough puring and tapping on the glass, Guzma tool the hint.

"Whatcha doin'? I already said thunder is something your used to. Hey what the fu..?"

It was an Illumise, your Illumise. Her tiny body was trying to fight the wind as she zipped around Mallow's family restaurant that was across the street from the motel. Her body was in rough shape, but still she persisted. She kept hovering around one particular spot thag normally was taken space by one big Golisopod and his large trainer too.

Opening his motel door was already enough to bring in a flood of rain, but in that moment Guzma was more concerned about you than anything else.

"Hey *he whistles to Illumise* Hey You! Yeah you lil lady? Whatcha doin'? Where's (Y/N)?"

When your Illumise spotted Guzma she dove for his room causing him to tumble back onto the bed. Now inside Illumise did her best to shake of the rain. There was no time for sitting, she buzzed all across the room and it was Golisopod who was able to grab her still so she could calm down.

"Shh shh hey uhh it's okay? You doin' alright?"

Illumise nodded but sprang back into action as she pulled lightly on Guzma's jacket to lead him outside.

"Woah woah woah? You nuts? Its pouring outside! I ain't going out unless you think I got nuts for brains . . . . *sigh* . . and let me fucking guess. . (Y/N)'s the nuts for brains."

With a sigh and nod Guzma knew that if Illumise was out here asking him of all people for help that ment you were in heaps of shit. He just hoped that he wasn't too late.

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Deep in the heart of the jungle, not a Pokemon nor trainer was out this deep in such weather which ment tracking you down was easier than anticipated. Though the rain was still an annoyance, and Guzma was beyond soaked but when he found your body latching onto a tree you didn't look any better. When Illumise spotted you she flew back to your side and it was only then when you realized she had brought back help.

"He . hey? Where'd you run . . oh ."

With Guzma hovering over you, his grey eyes staring into yours but this time they held a bit of softness to them. Whether he intended to or not Guzma was acting as a better shield to the elements then the leaves were. It was only then did you manage to speak up.

"Look . . . I . .I'm sorry!! You were right Guzma . .this whole thing *thunder clapped* ack!! It's .  I was being stupid! I AM STUPID! I got you dragged into this again . . and for what? . .I .

Tears were starting to form again only this time they didn't touch ground. A rough yet warm hand whipped them away as Guzma brought you closer to his side.

"Hey m . *blushes* .  you're shakin' like a leaf. Hehe . . lets just . go find shelter. Wouldn't want you catching a cold."

Making it inside a nearby cave, Guzma was trying his best to rub of the rain and mud that had found home on your face and hair.

" mmphh . . .Guz . .Guzma . .mmhp yer jacket. .  . ibs . .ibs all wet mmph and . . dirty .now. . . sorry"

"Tsk yeah yeah whatever. . I'll just get that old Kahuna to do somethin' 'bout it. Haha that's what a washer and dryers for. Now um . .yeah 'bout that whole apology. . it . . it's not you who should be saying it."

Blushing and rubbing the back of his wet moppy hair Guzma was struggling to say the right things.

"It's okay! . . I . I get what you're trying to say Guzma."

"Shit. .haha m yeah . .  sorry  .. i really really mean it. For real! It's just!

"Not something you're used to doin'?"

"Hahah fuck yeah! Yeah uh . .yeah."

Sitting closer to him you still can't help but let it all out. Apologies, some tears, anything. You've yearned for this. For someone to finally talk to. For someone to finally care.

"Still Guzma. . . I am sorry too. I know I haven't been the easiest person to deal with. And I guess you more then deserve an explanation for dragging yourself out here. Listen I was never in this for the money. Not even the fame. When I say I love my bugs, I really mean it! Back in Paldea, back with my parents, My Grandma had moved from Kanto to there and met my Grandpa. There they obviously had my parents, who in turn had me. When I was five years old, barely even old enough to remember, my grandma had gotten me a gift. A small baby weedle. I felt like the luckiest girl in the world and took in weedle, soon turned Kakuna to me everywhere. To school and all my classes, and I became pretty popular when she evolved into Beedrill. It was right around when I was 17, when my school was hosting its annual scavanger hunt, did I really let my bug enthusiasm show. For my project I wanted to do something obviously centered around bugs and that year they were hosting an exchange program, where other schools from across different regions had the opportunity to help us with our project. Well I ended up teaming up with this one kid named George who taught me all about bug contests from Johto, and I knew thats exactly what I wanted to do."

"And .. And this George kid helped you out like that? Is that why your traveling now and ended up here?"

"Huh yeah right. . sure. . thats the simple answer, the long answer is that I had to endure years of arguments from my parents about my 'choices' in life. My grandma was the only one who supported me in all this. My parents were too occupied judging me and telling me that being a bug contest winner won't pay the bills. Even after my first few contests and even winning some money, not talking big bucks, but you know? They still brushed it off and tried getting me involved in more of my studies and graduating. It was only during my last year when I turned eighteen where my grandma, and my biology professor came together to help me. They set me up with an exchange program where I could go overseas to Johto this time, and if proved myself there then the school would let me graduate with a minor in entomology ontop of my genreal studies degree. Well I wish that solved my parents problem. Even after I had secured top spot with Beedrill and along with my new buddy at the time, Rabsca. My parents still fought with me over it. Just kept on insisting I was wasting my time and that this proved nothing to them. And so I left, with what little money I had, and some financial support from my Grandma, I left and hadn't looked back. For a few years it was perfect. With Illumise too, my team of three got me to so many places I could have never dreamed of visiting on my own, but . . . when grandma passed away that's when things started going down hill. With my main supprter gone from my life, the pressure of it all started to get to me. Topped with new younger competition, these past few contests haven't been as great as I'd like them to be. With that, my parents took it upon themselves to start eating into my livelihood again demanding I call it quits and return back home so they can help find me a real job."

"Yeah . .but don't they know you're gettin' hired by this super important research facility after you retire?"

"Again! Wish it were that simple. You gotta understand that it isn't about what job I have, its about having the RIGHT job. Can't have this Pokemon. Shouldn't eat that food. Can't wear those clothes. Gotta get that degree over this one. Can't study this class should take this one instead. Nothing ever is good enough, and I don't think they care if my happiness suffers from their decisions. But at this point Guzma. . . I don't care what they think. . I've been used to this for a while. . .at this point it doesn't matter if I win or lose. It's not like I'm losing the job if I don't succeed, but ... "

"It's about proving it to yourself isn't it?"

Looking up at him Guzma, with his wet hair and lopsided shades resting on his head. The way his arm managed to snake around your waist as he pulled you in closer. His body was warm and his smile was gentle. The sound of the rain began to stop ever so slightly as the sun peaked through the tree tops and into the cave.

"Hey . . . let me make this up to you. . *Guzma stpod up from his seat as he reached out his hand to yours* let me help you get that Paras, for real this time."

Stepping out into the clearing Guzma led you back to the spot where he said Paras roam. And to his credit he was right this time. Hoards of Paras scattered across the jungle floor each one just as cute as the other. Hiding behind some bushes you watched over each and every one of them in hopes of finding one that was just perfect for you. With a hasty tug at your side Guzma had alerted you to one he'd think you'd like.

"Hey hey! Look! Fuck! I I can't believe it!"

"Haha Hey what are you doing??"

Looking to where Guzma was pointing you nearly lept from your spot when you spotted a orange cream colored Paras with yellow spotted mushrooms. . .a shiny.

Without thinking you tossed a net ball at it. Luckily it hit, but unlikely for you, your antics caused the surrounding Paras to flee back into the wilds which meant if you didn't catch this bug your other options have already left the premises.

One shake

Two

Three

*Click*

Finally being able to breathe Guzma lept up as well in celebration. Too focused on your accomplishment it didn't even occur to you or him that the two of you were hugging each other until you needed to pull away to collect your new pal. Both of you blushing madly as you both set out back to town.

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"Okay . . So this it! The day of all the contests! You feeling nervous?"

"Pshh Yeah fucking right Big Boy Guzma ain't scared of shit!"

He was so nervous. . fuck it you manged to convince him to sign up for a few contests and yeah he was nervous as all shit. Well the truth had to come out eventually and Guzma was more shocked that you took to the whole being an ex-gang leader better than he expected. Something about a similar thing happened in Paldea back when you were in school where these kids were being bullied and decided to form their own gang of some sort, so to you it was just the same thing different setting! You did lightly scold him on his whole stealing Pokemon thing but Guzma was already on the path to redemption so no need for too much of it. Still the situation with his own parents made your blood boil and you were so here to help support him as your Grandmother did to you all those years back.

With the annoucer speaking towards the crowd they called up the first few rounds of contests which included wing span length and fastest fliers both of which you had Guzma sign his Masquerian for.

"Okay Guzma this it! *You grab his hand and drag him to the event grounds* this is your time to show em who's boss."

"Hahaha now wait a damn minute. I already was big bad Guzma before. The boss needs to prove himself to nobody!"

"Nuff talking more walking! The people need to at least see that you haven't gone soft on them so kick their asses!!!"

"*Blushing* whatever you say sweetcheeks."

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Before the two of you knew it, the contests were over, but the two of you were so caught up in your own joy that it hadn't really fully settled until the next morning. Guzma had won a few which you were more than happy to cheer him on for each and every event he was a part of. As you guessed Golisopod won with flying colors in strength and speed, and his scizor got second in shiniest coat only losing to a younger alola kid and his heracross. His Masquerian got best flying award but didn't do so hot against the other Masquerians in the wingspan category. Damn Hoenn surskit breediers always get the best pickings! Still Guzma enjoyed every moment, and it was all made better with you. Didn't matter to him if he won or lost he was just so happy to spend time around other bug enjoyers and seeing you win too. Speaking of you winning that Paras was your golden ticket. Entering best dressed contest were both trainer and Pokemon had to show up in their best outfit, with a tiny pair of shades and a brand new outfit just for this event you swept the competition and got gold. All your bugs did and with a heavy heart you could finally retire happily.

*Click . . . Creakkkk*

"Welp this is it!"

Opening up your office door, you were allowed some time beforehand to get all your supplies and belongings situated. With Guzma following behind he was left to wonder what was going to happen to you now that you've gotten the job and the winnings you've wanted.

"Haha it ain't much I'm hoping to make this a place of my own soon. I already had lots of briefings with my coworkers and they plan on doing a lot for the bugs of this region. We have the haracross population out on Poni Island who need some help. Compared to other regions they aren't the biggest and they say its all linked to diet. We plan on planting some berry patches to help with that. Oh Yeah! Also also we got the cutifly schooling program! They want to test out how well school kids take to cutfliy's and see if they can be used as beginner Pokemon for small children. And then we got. . . "

"Sounds like you'll be busy" Guzma said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Well? Yeah! Of course we'll be busy! But that's part of the fun right!"

"Yeah . . guess so ..." But Guzma didn't seem all that thrilled. Just when he had you in his palm you were ready to slip between his fingers. Gone and alone . . again. But not wanting to ruin the moment he could only smile at you before turning to leave.

"Yep! So much fun! . . . so much more fun than being a little errand boy for that old Kahuna."

"Tsk ain't gotta rub it in now." Guzma said stopping in his tracks.

"Well . . . being all sad doesn't seem all that fun either. . . so . if you are interested *you hand him some documents, with the letters APPLICATION on top.*"

"Hey hey? What?? But . "

"ONLY! If you are interested, sides already talked it over with Uhh Hala? And Nanu I think it was and uh they have agreed to let you try this out. Idk about you but beats doing whatever you were doing before."

"I . . I uhh . hm look . its not . well. . I don't know. ."

"Guzma *You hold out your hand to grab his, rubbing his hand softly* . . . I wouldn't be asking if I didn't trust you. I know I've been pushing my life onto yours over these past few days and that I've done more than just step into your life but, I want . . no I need you in my life. . I don't know anyone who I've shared more of a connection with. This is my dream yes but I would love to share it with you again if you want to. Besides hehe . .think of all the bugs we'll get to meet!! That sounds perfect enough for me."

Feeling your words touch his heart how could he possibly say no to you.

"Hmm. . and you really sure you want the hated boss you beats you down right by your side? I ain't even smart enough for all this . . researchers shit."

"Oh please I'm no scientist either! That's why we do all the heavy lifting!"

"Oh great so it is just errand boy but with more steps"

"*laughing you playfully punch him* hehe yeah but more bugs too."

Your laugh, that oh so sweet laugh that made his heart flutter. With a smile and gleam in his eyes he wrapped his arms around yours to pull you in closer. What he saw in your eyes was more than just his future. He saw happiness, and it all came back to you.

"Yeah . . and it'll be the two of us huh?

Feeling his warmth once more your arms found home wrapped around him as well.

"Yeah! The two of us! And the best crew of bugs we could have ever asked for."

"Thank you (Y/N)."

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