#grimsely/reader

[leggerefiore]

we've seen drabbles/hcs of ingo or emmet, even cyrus when their partner gets isekai'd to hisui, but what about the others? Like nanu, larry, giovanni or grimsley??? THINK OF THE ANGSTTTT 💔

why not all of them lol

cw: angst, comfort at the end, dealing with a missing partner,

characters: Nanu, Larry, Grimsley, Giovanni

You had left quickly, excusing yourself out to a nearby convenience store in walking distance. He thought little of it. The experience was common enough, and he did not feel particularly like joining at that moment for various reasons. Everything felt normal. It was a regular evening… Until far too much time had passed with nothing from you. No text, call, or your return. Suddenly, he felt his brain kick into action…

🐈‍⬛️Nanu❤️‍🩹

🌑 The Kahuna grumbles and knows better than to outright panic. This was precious time if you were missing, yes, but there was little evidence of that, even if it felt apparent to him. Really, Alola was a peaceful place. He knew that. You, as his partner, also had the protection of Tapu Bulu. The guardian deity taking quite a shine to you… Your remark about them having similar personalities on his mind. He found himself at the store to ask about you, but the clerk shrugged and shook their head. They had not seen you. Nanu's breath hitched. He gave a nod and began his search around the area you would have travelled, asking those he passed careful questions. A few had seen you, but claimed you suddenly disappeared, even when you were clear to overtake them by walking. He felt truly worried now. A search was soon formed.

🌑 It had come up with nothing. Your bag had been found in a bush, undisturbed. He went through the items carefully, but nothing was missing. Apparently, you had just vanished in the ether while walking. It made no sense… Even the Aether Foundation stepped in to confirm or deny whether an Ultra Wormhole was involved – His worst possible nightmare. The idea of you pulled away to some strange foreign world while under his protection brought out for too many negative feelings. Even his Persian bunting, her head against him hardly could snap him from his stupor. Only the confirmation that it was, in fact, not anything to do with UBs calmed him slightly. But, then it worsened again. What had taken you–? The Aether Foundation detected something similar, but not anything related to UB energy.

🌑 He fully threw himself into finding you, no matter what. The old man could not recall the last time he had felt so impassioned about something. Nothing could deter him – Nothing could make him happy. He felt lost. Another situation… Another failure. His heart ached. Tapu Bulu cruelly denied his request to leave the islands. He needed to – The International Police offering back a position and offering their aid in his plight. But, he was stuck. There was no fleeing. He felt stuck in time. All he could do was everything he did before, and it felt like a knife was being twisted inside him as time passed. Why had he let himself feel love? It felt so idiotic. He wanted to despise himself for making such a choice. (But, when glanced at a picture of you two together, his heart softened. His negative feelings faded for a moment. His love for you, all that remains inside him.)

🌑 Then, one day – nearly a year later, a knock rasped against his door. It was quiet… Uncertain. He grumbled and walked over, expecting a child asking for their first pokemon for their island challenge. Instead, his heart stopped. You stared at him, a small smile on your face. Your clothing was odd – reminding him much of what a certain friend of his had taken to wearing. But, there was little time to question it when the tension of his muscles that stopped him from moving faded in an instant. Arms came around you as he held you tight to himself. The embrace was immediately reciprocated by you. A shaky breath left him. Soon, he would demand to know everything. Soon, but not now– No, for now, he just wanted you close to him so he could continue to know that you were real – not some hallucination thrown up by his desperate subconscious. Your voice was his name, was his only tether to reality. Finally, he left himself smile again.

💼Larry🏢

🍙 The businessman was perturbed. Medali was not exactly dangerous, but he was not so optimistic to believe that everyone acted with good intentions. He walked the street to the store, looking around to see if you got sidetracked or pulled into a conversation by an overly chatty acquaintance. But, no. The store clerk did not even recall you entering, much less buying anything. Larry felt at an impasse. Was this something really for concern? Did he need to make a stir? There was no real way to confirm that you had something unfortunate happen. He hesitates, wasting precious time because of his uncertainty. Strangely, he sent a message to Rika, wanting advice from a colleague on what to do. She contacted the police without hesitation and told him she would be talking to Geeta about it. He felt his shoulders fall.

🍙 The first search was not fruitful. Little could be gathered, but your bag was found. Nothing was disturbed. His eyes scanned the items, desperately searching for anything that could give him a hint as to what happened. Nothing. He was no inquisitive sort, nor was he some active actor within these things. He just felt lost. There was nothing that he could do. All he could continue to do was be a passive participant in life. While it was everything he had done before, he felt like he was falling deeper into an unreachable state. Why? This sort of thing should not happen to him – to you. You were both relatively normal, he felt. Any attempts by his pokemon to cheer him up failed horribly. He was like an automaton imitating human life. A facade of completely nothing to get through the days.

🍙 But, he searched still. Geeta clearly saw the state of her subordinate and did not feel as passive as Larry did. Without hesitation, she initiated more searches. While she might not act the kindest all the time, part of her really did not enjoy seeing Larry suffering in such a manner. His schedule was rearranged to allow him to join in on the searches and try to find you. Yet nothing came. Nothing changed. It was as if you managed to vanish into thin air. People recalled seeing you one moment but not in the next. It was a maddening kind of thing for the everyman. He was not built to navigate stress more intense than a regular workplace kind. Each passing day brought him further and further from you. All he had, once more, was his work. It all felt tiring, but there was no way for him to do anything else. Idle moments made his mind wander. His usual way of freezing more concerning as he thought of you. Somehow, he had found himself a partner – One that did not mind his difficulties and tribulations. And, somehow, he lost them in the most mysterious way possible. His feet only started moving again when someone cleared their throat.

🍙 Then, one day, Geeta came to him at the Treasure Eatery. It had been nearly a year since everything had happened, and he had adapted as well as one could. A polite smile was on her face as she asked him to cut his lunch short – she had something for him. He relented, his only enjoyable pass time, and followed her. They entered his gym office. Before he could ask what was going on, a voice called out an unwanted nickname. “Larr-bear.” His head snapped in the direction of it. There you stood. You looked worse for wear, clothing clean (albeit odd), but stress clearly having an effect on you. You smiled, though. You smiled brightly. Larry was shocked into silence, dropping his briefcase in response. Geeta stepped aside as you embraced him. Many questions rushed through his mind – Many he could not dare ask. Yet… He embraced you back and closed his eyes. Your warmth was real. This was real. A rare smile broke his face. Finally, he felt normalcy return.

♠️Grimsley❤️

♤ He was absolutely a betting man and knew the odds were off. Not only that, he prided himself on being able to read and understand people. You, especially, as his partner. This was wrong. He knew it was wrong. It was why he acted with little hesitation to follow out where you went a search for you. Was Black City the nicest play in Unova? Absolutely not. He stayed there because it fitted his needs, but a certain invitation from a friend made him make plans for the future. He questioned people casually, checking if anyone had seen you and how far you had made it. Apparently, he quickly found out that you never even made it to the store. Frustration burned in his veins, but he forced himself to remain calm. A search was needed, he knew. Time was precious as it stood.

♡ It was admittedly small. Things like this were seldom taken seriously. Plus, with Grimsley's reputation as a playboy, authorities just assumed it was a scorned lover disappearing on their cheating partner. While that was almost certainly not the case, a volunteer search at least came up with something to validate that and draw attention back. Your bag. It lied undisturbed among some building's potted fauna. He held it closely, observing what was in it. Everything was in order. His stomach twisted as he knew something horrible was afoot. He hated pulling his title, but throwing around his weight to actually make sure things were done felt important. He put it all on the line to make sure it happened. The thought of anything happening to you drove him mad.

◇ Each passing day made him feel lost. His usual haunts were not fun when his heart only yearned for you. This was not fair – Life was not fair. Battling was annoying. Errors kept springing up in his Elite Four battles, and the league took notice. He was forced to take time off to recuperate from the stress of it all. Everything felt like the opposite of his previous reality. The pillars of salt grumbling at long last. His losses stacked up. A big gamble, nothing but pure risk, saw his final downfall. All he could do was walk along the beach and wonder where you were. Were you taken? He had a few debts, but they were nothing serious. Enemies? Well, maybe, but kidnapping? That seemed unlikely. He watched the waves with vacant eyes. You were something truly special to him. A good luck charm, he felt now. His luck was gone without you. He took a step into the water.

♧ A year passed with no updates. Grimsley had to move away from the city, unfortunately. His income was no longer enough to keep up, and he retired from the league, no longer finding joy in lingering there. No, the bright sun of Alola burned his skin as he surfed along the waves. A rebirth of sorts. A muted one. He stood on the beach as he usually did and watched the ocean move. Nanu had asked to meet him here. His eyes closed as he flipped his coins. An internal bet was made. Tails. A fifty chance… He caught it as it fell. Tails. Arms suddenly came around his waist. He tensed up. Turning around, he felt his body feel like it had been dowsed in ice water. You stared up at him with a smile. Your clothing… It was odd. His was, too, now. Nanu... He felt grateful for his connection as he turned to embrace you. So many questions – He would ask them eventually, but it was not the time for it. Not when his good luck charm was finally back with him. A shaky breath left him as he let his face reflect his true emotions. Love burned in his gaze.

🚀Giovanni🐈

🟥 It was called in instantly to his grunts to look for you. Did your bodyguards fail? He wanted to scoff as he got up to organise everything. Viridian was not a dangerous place – Well, he knew the danger and controlled it. You were not under any risk. Yet, you had been taking too long. Worrying was not in his nature, but you liked to draw strange things out of him unconsciously. He waited for any updates. His fingers tapped against his desk. This all felt so dramatic to him. His eyes closed. A report came. You had not gone to the convenience store. People had seen you on your way there, but you never made it. His fist slammed against his desk. Naturally. Something was amiss. His intuition was not him being blind sided by his feelings towards you. Now, he called in a proper search. Someone easily could have taken you to get at him. He would not give them the pleasure.

🟥 He found himself walking the streets, watching for any signs of a struggle. Nothing. It made no sense. No one reported anything. People acted as if you had just been walking among them one moment and then were gone in the next. That was illogical. Had you run away from him? The thought annoyed him, but he supposed that was not impossible. Still, he saw no reason to treat it as that. If you wanted to leave, Giovanni would at least have preferred one final discussion. Whatever line of thinking he may have been following was interrupted when a grunt claimed to have found your bag. He picked it up, observing it carefully, before investigating the contents. Nothing seemed missing. Your ID and cards were in it. A voluntary disappearance exited his mind. He made a frightening expression. Someone had just earned his full attention.

🟥 He waited. He waited endlessly for any demands to be made of him – a ransom, disbandment of his group, for him to die. Nothing came. It was radio silent. He waited. Following searches turned up nothing new. Each passing day felt like a mocking jeer. Had someone taken you solely to drive him mad? His affection for you was not something he plainly expressed – not even among his most trusted executives. Giovanni knew his attachment towards you was dangerous for him. Yet… He did not expect such a thing to happen. His coldness and ruthlessness multiplied. It felt impossible for him to remove himself from his word – Being forced to linger on your absence was a kind of torture he wished to inflict on whoever had taken you. Alongside a few other varieties. He lived on. There was nothing else for him to do.

🟥 But, nearly a year later, a report came to him. A grunt found a strange person lingering around his home. He asked them to be brought in, expecting a petty burglar unprepared for the possible consequence of their actions. Instead, he found a familiar face before him in his office. Archer stood near him as shocked as he was. You looked exhausted but well. No obvious signs of being in an awful situation. Your clothing was odd, but you clearly looked relieved to see him. Everyone was dismissed – He needed to be alone with you. You said his name and smiled at him. A genuine smile. The urge to interrogate you crossed his mind, but he stopped himself. You clearly had still been through something. He sat back down in his chair and pulled you into his lap. You were real. This was not some cruel joke. He held you tightly to himself. For now, he would enjoy the odd comfort of your presence before moving on to what happened to you.

[cherry-flavoured-thot]

I hope I get this in before requests are closed! I'd love it if you could do Grimsley and Spider Flower :)

🌸Flower prompts🌸

Spider Flower - a joke about getting eloped turning serious 

You're both too drunk to be making any serious decisions when the conversation comes about. It started when Grimsley introduced you to a friend of his earlier in the night, as his 'partner in crime' for a long time running. Only for you to joke that it clearly wasn't long enough for him to put a ring on it.

He laughed, firing back there's nothing stopping you two from eloping here and now. The topic is forgotten as the night continues on and you both end up throwing back drinks in the throes of a night out. But it comes back, while you're both standing outside getting fresh air. "I'd marry you in a heartbeat if you wanted." He says, cheeks a red hue from the drinking, but a seriousness in his expression that wasn't there when the topic first came about.

"And if I wanted to marry you right here and now?"

"I told you there's nothing stopping us from eloping." And you both stare at one another, him waiting for your response, you thinking as hard as you could in your current state. The events of the night get blurry after that moment, everything moving into motion almost too fast for you to keep up.

But you do remember clearly, laughing out a joyous yes when you were asked by someone close enough to being an official if you wanted to be Grimsley's spouse. And Grimsley saying yes without any hesitation when asked vice versa. While it probably wasn't a decision best left in drunken hands you don't feel any regret upon waking with the ring on your left finger.

[pokemagines]

The anon who asked about if they should stay hopeful here~ My request was for Colress, Cheren, Grimsley hc's about how they would be as fathers, reacting to a pregnancy annoucment, and if they would be totally overprotective of s/o

cheren - mod touko

when he first met you he would have never in his wildest dreams believed the two of you would get married an have a kid (you were always much cooler than he was!), so once you tell him the news he is?? so happy?? it takes a minute for it to set in for him because at first he’s like “no way” but after he realizes you’re NOT kidding he cries. like a baby. he’s a lil nervous about becoming a dad so he studies day and night (when he’s Not at work) to make sure he’s prepared. one of those dads that has a back up plan for everything. always makes sure you have everything you need, if you’re craving something, he’ll try to the best of his ability to make you it. you’re feet are hurting? he’ll massage them for you. sometimes it can be a little irritating how much he hovers around you when you’re pregnant, but you know he means well, so you let him be.

grimsely- mod hikari

he would be stunned the moment he heard the news. he’s not really prepared to be a father, and his biggest concerns are whether he’d be a good one. having a baby means that your relationship is real, and serious. at the end of the day, he’s overjoyed to be a father, once you soothe away his concerns. this is gonna be your child!! this is gonna be his child!! he’s already coming up with potential names, and pressing his ear to your stomach as if he can hear the baby’s heartbeat already. he’s the most overprotective that he’s ever been of you. he’s always checking up on you, and rushing to buy you anything you need as soon as you say you need it. he’s worried because he’s often away on league business, and challengers have noted how his battling is more aggressive and rushed. he also likes to hold you a lot, because it reassures him that you’re here, and safe, in his arms.

colress - mod hikari

he’s the most logical out of the three. sure, he’s happy, and he gives you a hug and a kiss and the reassurance that he won’t let anything happen to your kid, but he’s already planning. his kid is the best kid ever. they haven’t even been born, but he’s decided this already. no one else’s kid could even prepare. he knows a lot about the scientific reason you’re getting pregnant, and he recounts all of these reasons to you, the chemicals and hormones that are activating. it’s a bit amusing to see your husband so seriously about hormones as he massages your feet. still, it worries him. what if something happens to you? he lowkey wishes that you’d just stay at home, and let him take care of you until the baby comes. he’s by your side, 24/7, and as soon as you call him, he’s there. he’ll get whatever you want, no sweat.

[r0-boat]

Okay, so we have idea's how the Mob boss champions feel about Broker!MC right, what about Elite Four member's and gym leaders?? Certain Gym leaders seemingly getting Z's favor, much to the chagrin of both their region's champion, and other champions and gym leaders across the globe. Z taking an interest in Volkner for his ability to pick apart machines, and having some custom made for their Porygon or Rotom, or commissioning special phones or computers. Or even having him take apart certain things Z gets their hands on. Volkner being absolutely smug that he gets to help with such an important job, and refuses to disclose any details, even to Cynthia. That and he knows Z would absolutely destroy him if he let anything slip, and uses that as an excuse. Cynthia unfortunately needs Volkner alive and well, so is in a position where she can't make him spill details. It frustrates her to no end. She also knows he has your favor, if she were to do anything to him, you would absolutely take her down with a snap of your fingers. Or imagine Z taking an interest in Grimsley. He has an uncanny ability to read people, and seemingly has all luck on his side. He also knows quite a few people from across different regions, and has his own web of contacts. Imagine Grimsley being an information broker as well, but not even close to the scale Z is, so they trade information often, though Grimsley can't help but feel like Z is always one step ahead. Grimsely also being absolutely frustrated and impressed by Z, them being one of the few people he can't read, or predict their motives. He would LOVE to have a card game with them sometime, just to try and pick at their brain. I imagine he also would use Z as a means of intimidation to other clients while gathering info. He has their favor and interest, and hey, its mutually beneficial, why not exploit it? Z doesn't seem to mind, after all. This frustrates N to no end just how often in contact Grimsley appears to be in with Z, and yet Grimsley refuses to let anything slip unless he has Z's permission. -Dom!Reader Anon

I can imagine that the Gym leaders and Elite 4 member are probably more tolerable than the leaders.

Also I feel like any other battle facility members would work closely with the mafia but wouldn't be part of the mafia like they would be their own thing but I haven't really decided what to do with Gear station and the twins yet

[leggerefiore]

cw: drabble, short, comedy

pairing: Grimsley/Reader

“Grimsley… Explain this,” you slammed a picture onto the coffee table with tears brimming in your eyes. The gambler startled at your actions. He had been awoken from a nap on the couch by your sudden entry. Naturally, he had a late night out gambling. He rubbed his eyes and let his gaze fall onto the table. What in the world were you talking about? He knew well enough that he had not been with another person since he started a serious relationship with you. Was it something from before then?

He leaned over. His already pale complexion grew even more drained of colour. This picture… He recognised it instantly. His usual suit decorated his body as he sat at a blackjack table. It would have been a common sight, truly, had it not been for one thing. His hair… Saliva went down his throat dryly. Why…? Why had he let Caitlin's friend, Elesa, convince him to do such a thing? Blond. He was blond in the photograph. Shaking his head, the urge to have a smoke overtook his mind. “I don't think I can,” he admitted, “Don't trust always a model for fashion advice.” He got up and headed for the veranda door.

“Oh, also, I saw someone post online that they only just learnt you were a man,” you called out as you picked up the picture, “They said it was because you had an all female team and your name wasn't very masculine.” He stopped in his tracks at your words. Did he not have a reputation as a playboy? He was well-known all over Unova to be a manwhore. There would be some relenting about his androgynous appearance, but most people would comment on how he often thought with his lower head.

“That's… a first,” he seriously could not entirely believe it, “Even when I wore a playboy bunny costume, most people could tell I was a man.” Grimsely pondered how his pokemon even played into this. Yes, they were mostly female, and it was true most trainers caught pokemon the same gender as them. Yet, that did not mean everyone did. Really… He wanted to scoff at that. “Maybe my reputation as a playboy is finally fading,” the gambler wondered aloud.

Your expression told him that you sincerely doubted that. Ah, he felt so wounded. Now he really needed a smoke.