#Pokemon Grusha x Reader

[kyushiblast]

⤷ 〝 jealous much? 〞

➞ pairings : grusha , arven , & jacq ( separate ) x gn! reader

➞ summary : how they react when jealous.

➞ genre : fluff

➞ cw / other : nothing

➞ a/n : need requests y��all

❝ grusha ❞

— ♥ the incident of his career hadn’t just affected him physically, a mental toll was in state along with it including his bit of possessiveness for you.

— ♥ he can’t help it. after all, you’re on his list of most cherished. and as cheesy as it sounds, he’d hate losing someone so precious to him as he’d lost his occupation.

— ♥ so when he sees this person shamelessly hitting on you, of course he’s going to step in and say something.

— ♥ glaseado mountain has a few forms. sometimes calm, sometimes sharp and unforgiving as if mad at the people climbing its skin. grusha’s cold persona towards the person embodied that.

— ♥ would probably threaten to pokémon battle. just because he’s an ice type gym leader doesn’t mean that he’ll just have ice type pokémon on hand every time, so he’d most likely use varieties including those you’ve traded with him.

— ♥ he’ll be levelheaded as much as he can until the other person initiates a snap or an aggressive show, but either way in the end he’ll definitely come up to you and ask if you’re okay.

— ♥ expect a brief hug after, and maybe a few kisses or two. he’s not too big on pda, especially if some people come by to watch him battle and he’s waiting for the area to clear up.

— ♥ but the best part is him being in denial about being clingy afterwards. that’s when teasing him is essential.

❝ arven ❞

— ❀ he’s the type to be suspicious and accusatory first, ask later.

— ❀ will cross his arms and be sassy. maybe something like, “is this person bothering you, (y/n)? i can deal with ‘em.”

— ❀ when he’s jealous he’s obvious. he’ll pull you in more, scowl and throw sarcastic comments at the other person, and he’ll suggest to go somewhere else.

— ❀ WILL throw in a regular pokemon challenge to the other if it gets to that point. like might as well make it a tradition or smth to go up to someone and challenge them whenever lmao ,, wait that already happens

— ❀ arven would also grasp onto your arm or sleeve subconsciously, afterwards backing away and apologizing after the person’s gone for just grabbing your arm.

— ❀ “i hate it when people just keep persisting on someone even when they’re obviously taken…” arven would sigh, “…but hey, it means you’re hot stuff if people keep coming to take you away from me!”

— ❀ then he’d offer to go on a picnic or something, whatever you’d like. he’s just glad that you’re there with him, no matter what.

❝ jacq ❞

— ☾ the other person isn’t gonna take jacq seriously. i mean, he does look like he just woke up, with his laid back attitude and ruffled clothing. but the charm in it was something you could admire, and clearly the other person didn’t see that.

— ☾ he’s a lil irritated. not just because this person’s competing against him, but also because they have a solid chance.

— ☾ they looked better and dressed better, they were smooth with talking, and in no way did jacq feel as if he could compete properly against them.

— ☾ you seemed to sense his thoughts, holding his hand comfortingly. his heart, as if a weight was pushed off of it, immediately lightened.

— ☾ THEN he had the confidence to say some things. and after you both left the scene, a semi-heartbroken person left behind, he’d kiss you on the forehead thanking you for everything.

— ☾ sure, it was just a small scenario that doesn’t hold much significance in one’s eye. but it strengthened your relationship in the end, and as dorky as it seems, it mattered.

— ☾ jacq’s a good person. he just needs you there to remind him of it. give him one compliment and he’ll pay back tenfold.

work of kyushiblast , please do not translate , copy , or repost here or on any other platform !!

[vante1920pm]

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★ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: I need some more Pokémon requests 😩

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☆ 𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: when someone critizes your new haircut

☆ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: arven, grusha, hau, gladion

☆ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: gn!reader, just some fluff and gladion with anger issues

☆ 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱: no

❛  ARVEN !   ❜

He's furious. Who dares to insult his s/o?!

Tells you he's gonna have a word with them but comes back crying, cuz the person made a mean comment about his hairstyle 💀

❛  GRUSHA !   ❜

Is not letting that slide. He seems calm on the outside, but the person, who insulted you, came back with a pale face after he had a word with them.

Grusha was satisfied tho.

❛  HAU !   ❜

Doesn't know what to say. He reassures you that your hair looks incredible, so you wouldn't have anything to worry about.

He can't believe someone would even say that to you, unbelievable...

❛  GLADION !   ❜

Bro already got anger issues, why would you wanna mess with him?

You have to calm him down, otherwise he would've already marched over to the poor person to completely destroy them.

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[clanwarrior-tumbly]

hello could you write a one shot on Grusha where he falls in love with a shy challenger who is chilly and owns fire pokemons please

When you first challenged Grusha at the Glaseado Gym, he thought he could easily brush you off like snow on his shoulder.

You just didn't give him the best first impression.

For instance, he witnessed you shivering nonstop as you headed over to the gym test. Despite being all bundled-up and having a fire-type at your hip, you couldn’t stop chattering your teeth and stuttering while the the gym representative explained the test’s rules.

It wouldn’t surprise him if you caught a cold before you even completed the test. But by some miracle you passed with flying colors, although it didn’t seem like the smoothest trip down for you and your strange reptilian motorcycle Pokémon. 

Even though it looked pretty powerful, he figured you only brought it to show off. He didn’t know if it was a dragon-type or not, but if so...the battle certainly won’t work in your favor.

When you finally met the ice-type trainer, he discovered you were rather shy, looking flustered when he told you not to let the test completion “go to your head”. And you didn’t seem to have much confidence in yourself, speaking so quietly that he barely heard you over the howling wind and feeling nervous about battling him.

Regardless, you were determined to win...and so the match commenced.

Only then did he see the spark in your eyes as your strong fire-types melted the competition; they defeated most of his own Pokémon without a hitch. Even his Cetitan went down fairly easily, which opponents before you have struggled with.

And at the finale of it...he felt like the wind got knocked out of him when your Skeledirge’s Torch Song defeated his Altaria in a single hit. That attack surely would’ve incinerated the battlefield if not for the high winds and snowstorm that brewed during the final fight.

But the turbulent weather was no obstacle for you.

Grusha was absolutely floored by your performance, finding himself shaking your hand in congratulations and getting excited about how much fiery passion you’ve put into this battle-

Only to stop and regain his composure, tugging the scarf up his face more to hide his growing blush as he remembers you still needed the ice badge as proof of your victory. You were very much overjoyed to receive it and take a picture with him to commemorate this event.

Even after you departed for the next gym, he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

For some reason his chest felt..warm. And it lingered long after you left, too. He wasn’t sure what it was, but Ryme certainly knew and lightly teased him on the matter.

Though she backed off when his reaction got heated, saying you only impressed him with your battling skills and nothing more.

Yet...he still couldn’t get you out of his head.

........

Grusha thought that would be the first and last time he saw you.

Surely the freezing mountains would deter you from ever coming back up here. The small towns didn’t have much to offer, so he couldn’t think of a single reason that you’d willingly return.

But much to his surprise, you came back as one of Paldea’s newest champions, stunning the usually coolheaded gym leader as you walked through the doors.

It turns out you’re revisiting each gym on behalf of Geeta to survey the performances of its leaders: which basically meant you’re gonna rematch all of them.

That made him feel uneasy.

Of course, he knew the chairwoman of the Pokémon League wasn’t mean or cruel, but she had quite the high standards for gym leaders. And he couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if he failed to meet her expectations.

It honestly felt insulting that she’d send you, a challenger he could never hope to beat, instead of showing up here herself, but he couldn’t blame you for following orders.

His only fear was being dismissed over his failure. 

If he couldn’t be a professional snowboarder or gym leader..what else could he do with his life?

“It’s not like a pass or fail test, Grusha.” You try to reassure him, although in-battle you could see the distress in his eyes as he tried to change things up by including a Weavile on his team. 

Clearly he’s been training them a lot since you left, as they were able to take more hits from you. But your team remained full of even stronger fire-types, with the addition of a Ceruledge/Armarogue that was once a brave little Charcadet--now a mighty knight of flames that defeated Altaria.

You grinned excitedly as its ice tera jewel shattered, although it disappeared as Grusha recalled his ace. He stood there shocked..like a frozen status condition was inflicted on him.

Part of you suddenly worried that you made his gym fight look like a cakewalk, considering it was supposed to be one of the toughest in Paldea. You knew he had some kind of falling-out with his snowboarding career...but surely your victory won’t put him out of this job, too. Geeta wouldn’t do that to him.

After calling out Arcanine to keep you warm, you approached the shellshocked trainer, hands in your pockets. “H-Hey um..if you’re worried about what Geeta will say, I wouldn’t panic.” You smiled shyly, trying to remain upbeat. “I think you did great. I’ll tell her nothing but good things about our match.”

“You don’t have to sugarcoat anything.” He insisted. “I’d rather she knows the cold hard truth about my performance...but as frustrated as I was during the fight, I felt..inspired.”

“..r-really?” You blinked several times in surprise, feeling warmth spreading across your face.

“Yeah, I mean...I didn’t think I was cut out for this kind of job. But seeing you and your Pokémon working together has rekindled my passion. So..thank you, [y/n].” He smiled underneath his scarf. “I mean that.”

“Awh, don’t mention it.” Chuckling, you stepped forward to shake hands with him once more. “I’m glad I stopped here first.”

“Wait, you..didn’t revisit the other gyms yet?”

“Nope.”

Grusha’s blue eyes widened in surprise. “Huh...but I thought you hated coming up here. You looked miserable before. I figured my gym would be the last place you wanted to go.”

“I don’t hate it here. It’s cold, yeah, but..with my fire Pokémon I can handle it.” Smiling, you briefly looked to Arcanine, who nodded as it nuzzled your arm affectionately. “The journey is worth it..i-if it means I get to seeyouagain.”

Even you were surprised at the bold words coming from your mouth; but you then realized the crowd from before was still hanging around the battle grounds. And he was just staring at you now, not saying a word. 

So you coughed nervously let go of his hand, turning away. “F-Forget that. I uhh...gotta go. I’m on a very tight schedule so I’ll leave you be-”

“You know you don’t have to visit me only for battles, [y/n].”

Stopping short, you looked back at Grusha, feeling guilty when he frowned at you for attempting to ditch him. You felt even more embarrassed than ever before, but he did make a good point.

He’s more than a gym leader, and he clearly wanted to get to know you beyond Pokémon training.

“O-Oh I know..I just---hey!” You jumped as Arcanine nudged its head against your back, pushing you closer to him. It only stopped when you were just a few feet away from each other. You could see the amused smile on his face, your own turning bashful. “S-Sorry. I must’ve sounded like Larry back there, huh?”

“Yeah, a little. I understand, though..I wouldn’t want Geeta to nag at me either.” Grusha grimaced. “But whenever you’re finished assessing the other gyms, maybe we can meet up and grab a coffee..or hot coco...or whatever you want.” He suggested, a light blush growing on his face. “Or if you’re sick of the cold, we can go somewhere else.”

“Sure!” You agreed readily, rubbing your gloved hands together. “I’ll message you on my Rotom phone when I’m done. Until then...um..I should probably get going before she does nag at me.”

“Go on, Champion. I’ll be waiting.” He winked before he turned and left the battle grounds with his Cetoddle in-tow, heading back inside the gym building.

The whole way there, his heart was hammering nonstop. It was beating faster than ever before.

‘Shit, maybe Ryme was right.’

He was really in love now.

[thatanimewriter]

Idk if this has been done or not, but could I request a Pokémon SV X reader who has a Hisuian Pokémon team (Especially Hisuian Arcanine because it's a good fluffy volcano dog and who doesn't love that) and whilst the SV characters are freaking out over the past Hisuian Pokémon the reader just causally says something along the lines of "Oh yeah, I got sent to ancient Sinnoh for a while"

i actually don't know a ton about pokemon past sv, so i slapped them in group headcanons, hope that's ok ;v;

[pokenimagines]

Nsfw Grusha fic please? Soft and fluffy, with oral and foreplay.

NSFW fic for Grusha, my love? You got it! I am such a simp for the man, I will happily write something soft and fluffy. Apologies though, I have a lot of requests in the inbox so I was able to get to the oral part, but didn't have time to write a full on smut. It is implied at the end, though!

Warning: This is NSFW so if you’re under the legal age or uncomfortable with content like this, please skip over this one! Content Warning: Oral M!Receiving

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NSFW Grusha: Whip Cream Dreams

It was late and freezing cold as you curled under the covers some more. You were cuddling so close to Grusha as you tried sucking in his body warmth. Your fingers trailing underneath his shirt to help unfreeze them. The man who was subjected to your cold touch shuffled uncomfortably from it.

"You're too cold..." Grusha murmured, still half asleep. He let out a small yawn and you chuckled, trailing your hands down to his hips a bit. Grusha hissed at the cold, wiggling away from you a bit more. You took the opportunity to follow his though, not letting up with your cold touches.

"Gruuuuuusha, give me some warmth." You whispered, keeping quiet, despite you being the only two in the home. Grusha finally opened his eyes halfway, trying to give you a glare that wasn't succeeding.

"If you're so cold, turn the heater up, but don't freeze me with you." He grumbled out. You chuckled, as you shuffled closer to him, until your body was flush with his own.

"That means I have to get out of bed, and it's too cold...you do it." You pouted and Grusha looked at you.

"I was fine until you started touching me." he reminded you. Despite you trying to pout and be cute, he wasn't having it. He didn't want to admit he was cold as well, and getting out of bed seemed like a nightmare.

"Pleeeeeeease?" You tried begging, but he shook his head, "Okay...what if I warmed you up before you got up?" You offered, making Grusha raise an eyebrow.

"How do you plan on doing that?" He aske, making you chuckle. You then slipped underneath the covers, confusing your boyfriend for a moment. That's when he felt your hands trailing over his thighs, one creeping a bit closer to the front of his pants. He groaned as your hand cupped his dick through his pants.

You began working on slipping his sweatpants off his well defined hips; you adored how he went commando most nights. It was so easy for you to play with him like this. Your hand ghosting over his slowly hardening dick; within a few strokes he was already hard and heavy in your hand.

"T-this is your brilliant idea?" He asked, sucking in a deep breath as he felt your lips kissing along the head of his cock.

"Everyone knows your body temperature rises when you cum. So if I make you cum, you'll be warm enough to turn on the heater for me. It's a win-win situation." You teased, your tongue laving at his length, going from top to bottom before placing the head against your lips again.

"Except your hands are still freezing." he pointed out, but he couldn't help how his body reacted to your touches. You chuckled, watching as he lifted the covers so he could get a good look at you.

You put on a show, sticking your tongue out and licking his shaft; you made sure to look him in the eyes as you did so, a small smile forming on your lips.

"They'll warm up, I promise...you taste really good today." You noted before finally taking his dick into your mouth. Grusha let out a drawn out moan at feeling your warm mouth engulfing his cock. His hands went to threat through your hair, helping guide your mouth along his cock. Your tongue lazily swirling around the length, one hand pumping what your mouth couldn't reach.

You moaned at the salty taste in your mouth, making sure to give the slit at the top extra attention every time you bobbed your head. Grusha's breath was coming out in small pants as he looked down at you with half lidded eyes. You could feel his cock twitching in your mouth and you knew he was close.

You doubled in your efforts, sucking in your cheeks to give a bit more stimulation. Your tongue pressed along one of the veins on his cock; Grusha gasped as he came down your throat. He let out a few curses under his breath, as you tried lapping up all his cum, taking his cock out of your mouth and licking it clean. His cock twitched again in your hand, and you heard Grusha hiss.

You put one hand on his thigh while licking your lips, wiping a bit of cum that had spilled out the corner of your mouth, "Feel warm now?" You asked Grusha with a smirk. You loved how flushed his cheeks were and he growled, pulling you up until you were settled on his lap.

You then felt his lips against your own in a hungry kiss, his tongue easily slipping between your lips as he overtook the kiss in an instant. You moaned against his lips, your hands finding his shirt and bunching the fabric up.

He rolled his hips up against your own, "How about we forget the heater and I'll just warm you up myself?"

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[kangen-wanshi]

hello could you write a one shot on Grusha where he falls in love with a shy challenger who is chilly and owns fire pokemons please

Audience ft Grusha

Grusha has met a lot of trainers who come to Glasedao to challenge his gym before. You might be the one who finally ignites his interest in battle after a long time.

Tags: fluff, reader has a pyroar

"Are you alright?"

You flinched, nearly tripping on the snow if it's not for your Pyroar who you've been leaning on for the past couple of minutes.

This seems to have surprised the stranger as well. His hands instinctively went over in case you fell, only for you to never reach neither his arms nor the ground.

"Y- yeah! Yes. Mhm." You quickly answered, still holding onto your pyroar as you tried your best to not look at the stranger.

You've been trying to avoid talking to random people so far, by hiding behind your pyroar. You're only here to challenge the gym. No need to hold a conversation with anyone, right? Right. The gym test is over so.. There's no way no one would pull something like the event back in Levincia.

Pulling you out from your massive worrying train of thought, the man cleared his throat in an attempt to possibly gather his own composure back. Without looking at him, you know he still has his attention on you.

"I saw you.. Standing here for a long time now. Not particularly doing anything. Are you..—"

"No- no! I'm not someone weird I promise-" you cut him off, now slightly panicking just from the first few words he spouted from his mouth. "I'm just uh.. Waiting for the gym leader! The lady at the front says they should be here so uh, I'm.. Waiting for them.."

You slowly let your words die down as you finally looked up to him. At first glance he seems ethereal. Long lashes, big eyes and beautiful blue hair. Had it not been his rather heavy voice, you would assume that the person standing before you is a lady of sorts.

".. As I was saying." He doesn't seem surprised by your sudden outburst. Which makes you embarrassed even more after being possibly caught staring.

"I was just informed of a challenger waiting for me, so naturally, I was about to confirm whether you're the new challenger or not."

Oh.

"It seems like you are, though. By your bold confession." He chuckled.

You can feel your cheek heating up. Not sure if it's because your Pyroar is nudging you, or because the man's small laughter is absolutely melting your heart with his closed eyes smile.

It may sound weird for someone you just met but.. You really want to see his smile now.. 

"Uh- Ah, Yeah I, I guess that's me." You nervously chuckled back. "Well there's.. Not a lot of people out here in Glasedao so.. I guess that would be pretty obvious, huh?"

"Mm. News go 'round fast here though. I'm sure some people will come to watch the battle." He hummed, tugging his scarf up before walking past you towards the battle arena.

Wait more people-?

You thought you could escape the crowd and fight the gym leader in peace, unlike every other battle that occurred before. But it seems like fame will follow every challenger that steps into the field.

"Don't worry, we'll end it quickly." He immediately continued, catching you off guard as you peeked up to him standing next to a Cetoddle. "You don't seem like the type who likes crowds much, don't you? If you want, we can end the battle quickly before people can gather around. And besides, your friend there seems like they're eager to fight."

His Cetoddle chirped at your Pyroar, which triggers a low growl as it turns to you.

You can't really tell how he figure that out so quickly, but with the glint in his eyes, and possibly the smile hidden underneath his scarf, you can tell that when he said you'll end the battle quick, it won't necessarily mean that he'll let your fire fellow melt all of his team with ease.

Somehow with just a nudge from your lion pokemon, and the gym leader pulling out his own pokemon, the trainer senses you kicked in, and you're ready to end this battle quickly so you don't have to deal with the crowd.

Unbeknownst to you, the gym receptionist who has been watching your interactions from the sidelines smiles as he never sees Grusha so eager to battle a trainer before. Putting his phone back in his pocket, perhaps, the gym leader can battle without an audience for this one time.

[smallestapplin]

Can I request Grusha with an s/o who’s always cold

I think grusha is cool

Grusha my beloved

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- Grusha finds it mildly amusing that you’re always cold, especially watching you bundle up before leaving the house, watching you put on twice as many layers with how cold you are.

- Always rolls his eyes before offering his warm hand for you to hold, just don’t make a big deal about it.

- His scarf hides his blushing cheeks, while you swing your intertwined hands.

- Though at home, he calls your coldness and a bless and a curse.

- When cuddling in the heated house, it’s so nice, you’re like a personal cooling blanket for him.

- But you use it for evil.

- He could be sitting on the couch, minding his own business, when you sneak up behind him and place your icy cold hands on his neck.

- Your laugh maybe his favorite thing, but he can’t hear it over his loud swearing and flailing.

- “You evil little shit!”

- You’re still doubling over, crying you’re laughing so hard at his high pitched screech.

- And sulks and pouts for a while, but don’t worry, he’s weak to your own pout.

- He, however, doesn’t hesitate to lend you his scarves and coats, wanting you to be nice and cozy, without you getting sick. He’s very worried.

[randoimago]

I'd like to elect Rika, Grusha & Melony for the "My flight was canceled and I went home to find my ex cheating on me, so now I'm at this pub" winter prompt, please!

"My flight was canceled and I went home to find my ex cheating on me, so now I'm at this pub"

Fandom: Pokemon

Characters: Grusha, Melony, Rika

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: You got it!!

Grusha

He’s there to just sit and relax, which he can’t really do with your sniffling and crying over who knows how much alcohol you’ve consumed. Eventually he just rolls his eyes and tells the bartender to cut you off. It makes you annoyed, but you’ll thank him later. If you even remember this.

You’re ready to leave to go to another pub and Grusha groans in annoyance as he follows after you. He doesn’t quite know why he cares so much, but does know that he doesn’t need to hear about something happening to a drunk person in the news tomorrow.

Grusha eventually annoys you enough that you let out, "My flight was canceled and I went home to find my ex cheating on me, so now I'm at this pub". That causes him to feel a tad bad for interrupting, but the guilt leaves easier as you’d just feel worse the next day.

Would instead convince you to go with him someplace to eat instead. He doesn’t know what might be open at this time, but you need food in you more than alcohol. Again, you’ll thank him later. Especially since he weasels your phone number out of you so he can make sure you get to whatever hotel safely after eating something.

Melony

Melony only went to the bar to be one of the designated sober person for her friends. But she ended up getting distracted by how sad you looked while everyone else was celebrating. She does have a soft heart so she quickly made an excuse, trusting Kabu to watch over the group instead.

She made your way over to you and asked for some food and water for you. You need something in your stomach that’s not alcohol. It’ll only make you feel awful tomorrow.

Honestly, she’s such an easy person to talk to that you just find yourself telling her "My flight was canceled and I went home to find my ex cheating on me, so now I'm at this pub". Melony can’t help but make a face at that. What awful luck and what a trash person.

She’s quick to tell you that it’s good that you left them. It might not have been under great circumstances, but if this is the type of person they are then they’re not worth it. Sure, she doesn’t really know what type of person you are, but she’s still going to be happy to help if she can!

Rika

Rika was there to try and relax from all the stress of the holidays and season when she noticed you seeming to be the only one not in the holiday mood.

She knows she should’ve minded her own business, but she still sat by you, ordering you a drink with plenty of ice so you can get some water in your system too.

"My flight was canceled and I went home to find my ex cheating on me, so now I'm at this pub" She made a face when you were explaining your poor mood. Yeah, that’s a real crappy situation.

Rika doesn’t quite know what to do to help, but maybe you’d like to go outside and get some fresh air? Just so you’re not cooped up and can let the cold air calm you down a bit. She’ll be with you so you don’t have to be alone. Honestly, this isn’t the weirdest way she’s started a friendship with someone.

[r0-boat]

Hot Cold

Cw: dubcon, branding(with cig), facefucking, rough sex, smoking, aggressiveness, bondage, sadism, no aftercare, maybe one little forehead kiss.

Grusha x Male! Reader Commission for @spideroni ~ thank you so much for your support I hope you enjoy

Wc: 1.7k

The air was cold, and not because of a blizzard raging outside. No, it was your pissy boyfriend who recently has been acting strange.

Coming home after work, he had been really short with you. Giving you attitude, whether it was passive or aggressive, or sometimes ignoring you outright. Grusha would rather storm outside and have a cigarette than have a damn conversation with you, and it was getting on your nerves as well. You weren't aware that you were dating a damn child.

You thought just giving him some time to himself would help him cool off, but nothing has changed, and you're growing tired of his attitude toward you.

Grusha idly sat on the couch with his phone. His phone rings, he grumbled even though the weather was deemed too dangerous to go to work. It seemed that he'll never catch a break. Seeing the chairwoman's name, he clenched his teeth but took the call, switching in his native tongue. Whether it was the water running in front of you, or the fact that he was speaking Spanish, you couldn't hear the entire thing when you started the water for the dishes. You hadn't really started tuning in until the phone call was pretty much over. He growled, casting his phone to the side as soon as he ended the call, putting a hand over his face.

He leaned forward on the couch agitated and bounced his leg, his eyes glancing over at the door and the window cursing under his breath as the violent snow storm still raged outside.

You're washing the dishes, and from your peripheral vision, you saw your boyfriend took out a cigarette and lit it.

This was your breaking point.

"Could you not smoke in the house?"

Grusha completely ignores you, rolling his eyes.

"Hey!" You say a little louder.

Grusha clicked his tongue, muttering something under his breath, cigarette still in his mouth.

"Can I please get an explanation on why you've been acting more like an asshole than usual?"

Grusha pinches the bridges of his nose. He could already feel the migraine coming, having just got off the phone with the chairwoman.

"Could you atleast try not to be annoying today of all days?" Your boyfriend hissed. Usually, Grusha was used to handling anything by himself. However, the chairwoman constantly got on his back about his Pokemon battling career and the status of his gym. This slowly ate away his patience.

And that pretty face of yours being so bratty did not help. His patience was a thinning thread, and he was this close to turn your body and all its holes into a stress toy.

Without a word, he gets up from the couch, the cigarettes still between his fingers, making his way to the shared bedroom.

You watched him leave when he finally left the living room. Now deciding to follow him, he made an exasperated sigh, turning off the water and leaving the dishes half done, choosing to follow your boyfriend to the bedroom.

He puts the half-lit cigarette on the ashtray and watches as you practically barge through the door.

"Hey, I wasn't done–" You could have been nicer but in all honesty you weren't really having the best week either.

"If you keep nagging at me like that, I'm going to put your mouth to good use," Grusha growls, his icy blue eyes frozen over with bitterness.

You were taken back by his comment; anger at his witty retort bubbled within you while butterflies fluttered in your stomach. "Doll.. I am not in the mood to talk. I'm giving you one chance - just one - to leave me alone before I fold you over this bed and take out months of bottled-up anger and stress onto your body."

After a couple minutes of silence ignoring the warmth spreading across your face. You sealed your fate. "That doesn't mean you can smoke in the house–"

He grabs you by the collar, pushing you down onto the bed, grabbing a scarf as he climbs on top of you. You grab ahold of his arm, trying to shove his body off you, yet he doesn't budge. You twist and turn, trying to wiggle away from underneath him, all useless. The ex-pro athlete made sure to work hard to keep his form. You were not going to gain the upper hand and you lost the moment you picked a fight.

He secures your hands behind your back with a scarf, flipping you over on your stomach. Your eyes widen hearing the fabric of your clothing being ripped off of you, the man above you chuckled darkly, almost mocking you.

"Oh my, what happened to all that fire before?"

You pulled at the scarf with your arms, trying to unravel the knot with what you could work with. He watches you struggle with a sadistic smile on his face before flipping you on your back.

"It seems that you have forgotten your place," Grusha purrs, placing the cigarette back between his lips, inhaling and blowing smoke into your face. "You don't own me. I own you."

The cigarette bud hovered above your chest, your eyes widened at the burning. Your chest heaved as his hand wrapped around your throat, putting down pressure. You grit your teeth, growling in pain, feeling the sting of the hot cigarette right against your chest. His knee parts your legs, pressing right down on your crotch.

He goes for another puff from his cigarette, his leg rubbing harder against your covered cock. Your breath shakes from the friction. It starts to become addictive, the heat pooling into your loins.

Finally he hears you sing your moans of pain and pleasure. When he presses the hot cigarette onto another spot of your body, this time on your collarbone. It was just barely high enough for you to cover it tomorrow. Your toes curl at the hot pain, your back arching when you put more pressure onto your swelling bulge as soon as he makes contact.

He pulls your pants down, your breath shook, feeling his hand squeeze your balls before immediately colliding it with your soft ass. Taking you by surprise, you bite back a squeal and stifle back further sounds as he begins striking it over and over you. However, leaving your ass red wasn't enough. 

He bit his lip, his cock stirring in his pants when a delicious, devilish thought popped into his mind. He takes another puff of the cigarette, you cry out his name, feeling the hot burning sensation on your ass cheek, this time; he traces the letters of his name right on the flesh, branding you as his property. 

Grusha was satisfied for now, idly leaving the cigarette between two of his fingers, occasionally taking another breath in. Chuckling when his eyes met your pleading ones.

"You were so talkative before. What happened?" He smirked, his hands gliding upon your body as he maneuvers you to face him. Your eyes fell upon his crotch and his fingers diligently worked to take off his belt and pants.

"No matter, I did say I was going to put that mouth to good use, and I am a man of my word." He takes his already-hardening cock out of his pants.

"Mouth. Open," Grusha demanded. You hesitated for a moment, glaring at him at those ice blue eyes flashing with red anger. Putting his thumb on your bottom lip, forcing your mouth open, his fingernails split your lip and forced your jaw open for him.

"I said open slut!"

His cock immediately gets jammed down your throat. His finger is jumbled in your grip, tightening as your mouth engulfs his thick cock. Your senses are overrun by his taste and smell, making your head spin. You tried to take all of him without gagging from the burn in your throat,

You feel every vein roll across your tongue as he makes you swallow all of him, your nose nestling against his drapes. Your cock was straining in your pants, your body pressed deliciously against the mattress. You can't help but slightly rut your hips in rhythm as your boyfriend begins to move, his grip tightening around your locks. He showed no mercy in his pace.

You could swear his eyes lit up when he felt your throat tighten, gagging on his dick.

The mix of pain you felt twisting with pleasure was addictive. You wanted more of the salty taste of his pre-cum on your tongue; the strong scent of your boyfriend's natural scent mixed with his crisp cologne made your brain melt.

"Don't tell me you're actually getting off to me like this?" he smirked. Sliding his cock out of your mouth only to flip you over, he lets out a drawn out groan when your throat bulges from his cock when he slides right back in. You lay there obediently; eyes glazed over with lust. You don't even remember why you were mad at him in the first place. All you can think about is how his balls slap against your face when Grusha face fucked you.

He placed a hand around your neck, wanting to feel his thick cock slide right in there. He wants to feel your throat tightening as you suck every last drop of cum from his tightening balls. He switches to deeper, harder thrusts when he leans forward, wrapping another hand around your cock, rhythmically moving up and down your toes curl, moaning around his shaft. 

Your lover grinds against your face. You want your hands free to touch and caress his body to grab his hips and make him move fuck himself with your throat through his orgasm.

Grusha's, the pleasure becoming too much, eyes flutter. "Your s-so good, with your mouth around me like that I- FUCK!"

He cries out, filling your throat with his seed, watching you eagerly drink every last drop of him. Stilling his hips making sure he gives you every last drop of him. He slides his semi hard cock out of you giving you a moment to breathe. He moves you from the edge of the bed to the pillows. Giving you a kiss on the forehead.

"Sorry about before," he whispers his fingers running through your hair. "You look a little tired so I'll give you a moment to rest but I'm not done with you. I still feel really pent up"

[moondust-writes]

『It's Cold Outside』 desc; having a break from classwork is a rare but wonderful opportunity, though maybe you should have worn something a little bit warmer when heading to glasedeo... a/n; no but why do the uniforms not have any proper protection from the cold if they're going to have students wander up glasedeo when it comes to the gym circuit???? no wonder geeta doesn't get many travelers. i like the cold but traveling in snow without proper snow attire??? just something i am pointing out - also first pokemon insert so all i ask is to not be too harsh with any critiques <3

You rubbed your hands together for what seemed like the thousandth time as you trudged through the snow, blowing on them every now and again to try and keep them from turning blue with the continuously dropping temperatures. Sure, there was a winter uniform that the academy provided its students...but in areas like Glasedeo...well, it didn't provide much protection from the wind and falling snow.

Now that you thought about it...that's probably why you never encountered many trainers on your way to the gyms when you were doing the gym circuit - and was probably a factor for why Nemona and you were one of the few Champion Ranked students rather than La Primera's strength alone. Maybe it would be worth mentioning it to the Director? Changing the entire uniform could be tedious, but even just making the dress code more lenient for the colder months would be a good idea-

Lost in the train of thought, you hadn't noticed the way the snow seemed to flatten, to hold a shine to it as you climbed up hill to your destination. Even though the pokemon traveling with you a few feet away gave a short cry of warning as they galloped toward you, it was a few seconds too late.

"Wh-AH-" You turned your head to look at your partner with confusion, right as your foot struck the ice they were attempting to warn you about just a few moments prior. Slipping, you were lucky to avoid landing face first, hands instinctively stopping your fall in the snow. With a low groan of annoyance and frustration, you pushed up onto your knees, brushing your palms to get rid of the sting from both the impact and biting freeze when you felt a weight drop around the back of your neck and a gloved hand was held out in front of you.

Trailing your gaze up, you found blue eyes staring back at you with the slightest hint of concern shining through the expressionless face the trainer held. "You going to keep staring, or are you going to get up?" Face flushing with heat rather than the cold for the first time that day, you offered a sheepish smile before taking his hand and allowing him to help you onto your feet.

Looking down at your uniform as you cleared the snow from your clothing, you noticed the heavy fabric of the gym leader's scarf dangling over your shoulders- though you didn't have time to question it before Grusha turned to walk away with a motion to follow.

"You should be more careful. There's more ice around Glasedeo this time of year, and with more blizzards, things are more dangerous. Especially without proper clothes." Hurrying to catch up with him, you wrapped the scarf around you properly, pulling the material over your face and melting into the warmth as you tucked your hands under your arms. "Yeah, I know. Was just in thought," you started, smiling as your pokemon pranced up beside you and your new companion, not wanting to stray too far after the previous accident.

"Ironically, it about uniforms and the weather." You finished the thought a moment later after receiving a look of curiosity from Grusha, finding a small sense of pride rise within you as he seemed to chuckle in amusement at the information. "What are you doing up here anyway? It's colder than usual."

"Had free time, decided to travel." You spoke nonchalantly, shrugging afterwards as the two of you approached the gym-site. Rolling his eyes, he only shook his head before speaking again whilst he led you inside. "Of course- come on, get warmed up."

[shiny-kaibernyte]

Arven Headcannons (Romantic)

No warnings: Just pure fluff

There are a few general headcannons in here and a couple of how i think him and Nemona's friendship would be. But its 90% fluff. I actually wrote WAYYYY more than what's in this post but i didn't think people would want to read an entire Essay. So here are a selection!

This man cannot bake for anything. Give him a grill and bread, he will give you a 5 star meal. Give him a whisk and a cake tray, he will burn the house down. So don’t expect a homemade cake on your birthday. Or at least don’t expect one from him.

He was Smitten with you the moment you agreed to help him on his Titan Quest. Reluctantly or joyfully, hearing you agreeing made him fall head over heels for you and he didn’t even know it. Maybe that's why he tried extra hard on those Sandwiches. 

Arven and Nemona used to fight over the best friend position, You’d usually have to stand in the middle of them to prevent their Pokémon battles from spilling into personal ones. Arven would later claim the Boyfriend card once Area Zero was dealt with, Nemona was very pleased to cement the best friend spot.

You are the only other person who's allowed to take Mabosstiff out on walks. You're his person, so you get the puppy. Nemona and Penny both tried, it resulted in Arven throwing a tomato at Nemona and Penny slowly backing out of the room. He did mourn the tomato though… he wanted that tomato.

Arven isn’t necessarily Protective, but he is observant. He will defend your honour and voice with every ounce of his being. But he also isn’t a violent person, that's what Pokémon battles are for. 

That being said, if something did happen to you, especially if you fell ill. He would go to hell and back to find some way of helping you. He already proved that much, just don’t bail on him if he needs you most.

Love Language: Gift Giving + Quality time.

If he can, he will SPOIL you. He never had someone love him the way you do. Show him the kindness and compassion that makes his heart sore. If he could give you the world. He’d hand you the Galaxy on a silver plate. But until he can find a Cosmo. A plushie will have to be done for now.

He is not a morning person at all. The only reason you will ever find him up before midday is for one of two reasons: A teacher told him off for being late and he’s only got 1 more warning before another suspension OR Mabosstiff dragged him out of bed by the ankle and forced him to go outside. There is no other reason.

Terrible at video games, absolutely horrendous. Dude can’t even play Minecraft without throwing the controller. Penny tried to teach him how to play Stardew Valley, he got angry at Pierre for the backpack price and hasn’t picked up the game again. Though he’s happy to watch you play and will hold down a button if you get tired. Never ask him to play though… unless you need to laugh, then ask. 

One time you tried to put a bow on Mabosstiff ‘s head. With no recollection how or why, it somehow ended up in Arven’s hair. You have now learnt Arven can rock a manbun and a sparkling pastel pink bow. 

When you first stayed the night, dude slept like a board. He did not move a single cell in his body. It wasn’t until you were resting your head on his chest that he actually moved. He has since loosened up, but it took a while for him to trust himself enough to even touch you when you slept. 

He cannot Flirt. You cannot tell me otherwise.

He bought you both onesies to wear on movie nights. Yes he has to have a Saturday movie night with you or he gets grumpy. 

Sometimes Arven will bring you lunch or make you breakfast so he knows you have eaten at least something during the day. Plus he also uses it as an excuse to see you smile but he will never say that to your face. Only Mabosstiff.

Dude is terrified of Cetitan. Ever since the "mountain incident" Cetitan is his greatest enemy. Arven tries to act tough and unafraid to impress you but, Grusha has and will continue to use this fear to his Advantage any time Nemona drags Arven to the Mountains. You totally didn’t make a deal with Grusha and Nemona, that isn’t something you did… Wink wink.

You don’t borrow his clothes, he donates them. There have been numerous occasions you have opened a drawer or wardrobe to find one of his numbers, jackets, vests, anything! Just something new of his somewhere for you to have. He will even buy different sizes if you prefer baggy shirts or snug shirts.

He remembers everything and yet nothing at the same time. You ask him what day it is, he’ll look at you like you just asked him to explain calculus to a class of year 1’s. Ask him your favourite movie!? Arven will go into excruciating detail about everything to the point you’d think he directed it. Nemona and Giacomo once held a quiz night on Arven just to test how much he did remember. Dude remembered nothing about anyone else, except birthdays… he’s good at that. But you dude could write your autobiography. 

Dude has zero fear of heights, once Miridon learnt how to fly, anytime Arven would join you, he’d always sit behind you so he could hold your waist. It’s been a little thing of his ever since Area Zero, he can’t not do it. Even if he’s the better driver; Dude will sit behind you as an excuse to just hold you.

Almost No PDA he is a private person. He does lean on you though or will stand behind you almost like a bodyguard. If he does touch you in public it's usually a reassuring hand on the shoulder, on the small of your back to guide you somewhere or your arm locked into his. He isn’t a hand holder, he usually is carrying something or needs his hands free so he does subtle stuff instead.

[kyushiblast]

How about Grusha dating someone who has a bunch of Eevees and gives him a Glaceon? I'm new to this whole requesting thing.

⤷ 〝 new pokémon. 〞

➞ pairing : grusha x gn! reader

➞ summary : you , an eevee enthusiast , give grusha a glaceon.

➞ genre : fluff

➞ cw / other : none!

➞ a/n : yes i have made a full out eevee team before.

❝ grusha ❞

— ♥ you’d taken a trip to the farther side of the mountains to seek out the latest addition to your eeveelution collection—glaceon.

— ♥ sure, you could’ve just evolved an eevee yourself. but you figured that your team could use a bit of a workout, and the cold climate filled with tons of ice type pokémon would do just the thing.

— ♥ after catching a couple or two, you made your way back home—stopping by the glaseado gym.

— ♥ finding him in the lobby, you rushed up to talk to him.

— ♥ he’d asked about your expedition, if you’d caught anything and the like. then you told him you had a surprise.

— ♥ you handed him an ultra ball. he sent you a questioning look and let out the pokemon inside.

— ♥ the glaceon immediately chirped and slinked over to grusha, pawing at the cloth of his pants. he knelt down carefully, letting the pokemon into his arms.

— ♥ “is this for me?” he asked, you nodding in reply. he lowered his scarf fully from his mouth, smiling. “it’s a perfect addition to my team.”

— ♥ you knelt too, grusha scooting closer to your presence. “thank you. it’s only fair that i give you a pokemon too, so…”

— ♥ and then he gave you one of your favorite eeveelutions as a shiny (he’d caught it and had been saving it for you), which you responded with a short kiss on the lips as thanks.

work of kyushiblast , please do not translate , copy , or repost here or on any other platform !!

[vante1920pm]

──;; 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 ★☆

★ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: just a silly little idea

◎ | pokémon masterlist

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

☆ 𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: you get jealous when someone stares at them for too long

☆ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀: arven, grusha, ortega, atticus

☆ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: jealous reader, ooc, arven my beloved

❛  ARVEN !   ❜

Seeing you all pumped up, ready to throw hands amused him.

He thought it was cute how jealous you got, though he immediately reassured you, that he doesn't care about other people.

❛  GRUSHA !   ❜

He's not one to care about others. He's used to be stared at. It's nothing new.

But when he noticed your cold glare and far away look, he took your hand in his and gave it a small squeeze.

This always calmed you down and made you feel warm on the inside. Grusha rarely shows affection outside your home, so it was all the more precious to you.

❛  ORTEGA !   ❜

Normally, he's the one that gets jealous and throws a tantrum about it 💀

So, when it's your turn to get bothered by it, he doesn't hold back about teasing you.

Saying stuff like "Oh, now see who's the child here" or "You want me to cuddle you? You need to cry?"

He's just a bitch tbh

❛  ATTICUS !   ❜

He's calm and doesn't really understand your exact problem.

He doesn't like seeing you like this though, so he takes you by the hand to go somewhere else. He buys you ice cream and holds your hand for the rest of the day. He's also not one for public affection, but if it helps you, then he doesn't mind.

© 2023, vante1920pm

[batsyforyou]

Terms of Endearment

Warnings: None

Pairings: Wallace x fem reader, Steven Stone x fem reader, Atticus x fem reader, Raihan x fem reader, Saizo x fem reader, Hop x fem reader, Leon x fem reader, Bede x fem reader, N x fem reader, Grusha x fem reader, Arven x fem reader

Author's Note: Its a mini headcanon situation.

Wallace 

Darling, My Lady (when teasing you) My darling lady (when being dramatic)

“My darling lady, you look positively ravishing.” “Darling, your shows on!” “My Lady, you only need to ask.” 

Steven Stone 

Sweetheart, hun 

“Sweetheart, have you seen this week's news article?” “Hey, hun.*kisses cheek*” 

Raihan 

Babe, beautiful, snugglebug 

“Hey babe!” “Sup beautiful.” “There’s my little snugglebug!”

Saizo 

Love, Smoochum

“Behind you, love.” “Morning, smoochum.” 

Hop 

Poppet, love

“Ey poppet!” “Morning, love.” 

Leon 

Babe, doll

“Babe! Where’d you put the ice cream!?” “Come on doll, you want food right?” 

You call him twinklebutt sometimes (I had too)

Bede 

My dear, pet, babe

“My dear you look . . . breathtaking.” “How are you, pet?” “Babe! You here?!”

N 

Sweetie, love, honey, sweetheart 

“*Buries face in shoulder* Hi, honey.” “Sweetie, it's half past nine.” “Don’t forget to call the store tomorrow, love.” "Sweetheart, please go to bed."

Atticus 

My lady, my love, darling, my dear 

“I entrust it to thy care, my dear.” “Parting is such a sweet sorrow, my love.” “Why, if it is not my lady!” "Darling, have you hidden my shoe?"

Grusha 

Honey, buttercup,  

“Honey, have you seen my scarf?” “Let's get you home buttercup.” 

Arven 

Muffin, baby, hotstuff, pumpkin, little buddy

“See ya tonight, baby.” “Hey, hotstuff!” “How's my muffin doing?” “There’s my little pumpkin eater!” “Yes! Nice going, little buddy!"

Masterlist

[thatanimewriter]

POKEMON SCARLET VIOLET MASTERLIST.

✦ - fluff

❖ - angst

☼ - general (reader excluded)

☾ - suggestive

⛧ - crack

☁ - series

✼ - supporters only

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢��𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

── 𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐍.

i love you so much, it hurts (✦) confessing after a big event (✦) you have a hisuian pokemon team (✦, ⛧)

── 𝐆𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐀.

touch-starved!reader (✦)   you have a hisuian pokemon team (✦, ⛧)

── 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐀.

you have a hisuian pokemon team (✦, ⛧)

── 𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘.

touch-starved!reader (✦)   male!farmer!reader wants to explore (✦) you have a hisuian pokemon team (✦, ⛧)

── 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐒.

you have a hisuian pokemon team (✦, ⛧)

── 𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐘.

i love you so much, it hurts (✦) you have a hisuian pokemon team (✦, ⛧)

[pokenimagines]

Grusha | Fic | where the reader gets badly injured by a wild Pokémon attack but as he reaches reader he sees them knocked out and gets protective?

This has a bit of angst in it, but not a lot...I don't think? I just saw this prompt and I'm like "Oh, I have the perfect set up!". Reader ends up totally fine though, just saying. I don't ever write straight up angst.

Rules | Discord Server (16+)

SFW Grusha: Protecting What Matters

Grusha tried not to let many things bother him; he preferred it that way. He sometimes got annoyed with overly optimistic people, or those who saw everything through rose colored goggles, but most of the time he just let went with the flow.

Then he met you, the kind of person he didn't expect to fall for. You were moving forward at a fast pace, far faster then he would've ever thought possible. He ended up falling hard, and he hated it. He pushed down the feelings as much as he could, but whenever you begged him to go out somewhere with you, or to train in the mountains, he always had issues telling you no.

You were a capable trainer, with an even more capable team, so he never worried when going out to train in the mountains. He knew, he cursed himself for knowing, that anything could happen. Anything could change the course of your life in an instant, just one misstep was all it took. Despite knowing this, hell even preaching it at some point, he didn't pay enough attention to you.

One moment, you were battling a Froslass with your fire-type, an easy battle, then the next you were on the snow, bleeding from the head. He had never ran so fast in his life, sliding on ice as he skidded over to you. His Altaria managed to beat the Froslass without him even having to utter a single command.

He looked you over, seeing how you were knocked out cold. Despite saying your name several times, you didn't rouse. You had a pulse, that was good. It just looked like a chunk of ice had been hurled at your head. Grusha managed to lift you in his arms as he took you to the pokemon center.

You were fine, completely and utterly fine. A minor concussion, but otherwise you didn't have any long term issued. Three entire weeks and you were completely back to normal; knocking at Grusha's front door. The blue haired boy opened the door, wearing just a long sleeved shirt and some black joggers. His hair was tied into a bun as he looked over at you with an almost surprised look.

"You're back..." Grusha said, opening the door for you to come in. You happily walked into the home, kicking off the boots so you wouldn't trail snow everywhere in the home.

"Yuppers, I was wondering if you wanted to go out into the mountains with me. I'm feeling a lot better and my team is itching to battle." You said, acting as if nothing happened.

"You want to go back out there? You know you could've died if that piece of ice hit you any harder." Grusha said and you shrugged.

"Well, it didn't, and I'll be more careful this time." You said, not bothered at all. You were alive and well, after all. Sure you were knocked out, but you lived.

"You might not be so lucky next time, you know things can happen in a split second. One wrong move..." Grusha began, wanting to convince you that maybe training in the mountains wouldn't be a good idea.

"I know, but this is what I enjoy doing. I can't let once incident that I survived make me quit. I'm well aware of the risks of what can happen out there, Grusha." You said, feeling a bit like he was trying to dictate what you could and couldn't do.

"I just...what would I do if you died?" He murmured the last part so quietly you could barely make it out. Your eyes widened, as you realized exactly what has him so anxious. You gave him a wobbly smile before walking over to him.

Grusha hasn't anticipated you wrapping your arms around him, pulling him into a hug. You looked at him with a smile, "I don't plan on dying anytime soon." You informed him.

"It could still happen..." He murmured.

"Ya, well guess you'll just have to accompany me and make sure I don't get hurt again." You joked and Grusha put a hand on your head, playing with your hair.

"That worked wonderfully last time..." He reminded you, but you weren't caring.

"Guess you'll have to be extra diligent then. I bet if you held my hand out there, I won't be able to slip away and get hurt." You couldn't help, but chuckle at the light blush on his cheeks.

"Fine, I'll go with you...but you have to promise to be careful." Grusha said; you couldn't contain your joy as you reached up and kissed his cheek.

"Will do!" You said while parting and going over to put your boots back on. Grusha just looked at you for a moment more, his hand covering the cheek you just kissed. Perhaps he wouldn't be able to continue pushing down his feelings if you acted like that.

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