#pokemon larry x reader

[leggerefiore]

Caring For An Injured Pokemon Boyfriend

cw: slight description of injuries, light blood mentions, fluff, tending to an injury

characters: Ingo, Emmet, Cyrus, Volo, Larry, Guzma

▲Ingo▼

● You watched as the older of the Subway Bosses tried to hide how he flinched when he put too much pressure on his leg. His facial expression may have been something that rarely changed from his usual frown. But, you caught the way his eye slightly closed, and his nostrils flared as he took in a sharp breath. Instantly, you stopped him on his way into the apartment to roll up the leg of his slacks. Ingo froze at your sudden movements and could only watch as you revealed the abrasion he had been trying to hide from you.

● “Ah, dearest…” his voice was uneasy, “Yes, I have an injury, but it is nothing for you to concern yourself with. I was going to tend to it myself just now.” You pouted at him and shook your head. Instead, you grabbed onto his hand and led him into the bathroom. Sitting him on the toilet, you carefully knelt down after washing your hands to examine it better. There was some dried blood that was carefully washed away with a clean wash cloth and soap as you determined the wound needed slight bandaging.

● Ingo felt conflicted as he watched you tend to his wound. It was not your job to deal with the unfortunate injuries he got during work hours, and he was bothered to burden you with such a task. Yet, watching you so dotingly tend to his wound shut him up. It would be cruel to tell you off while you were trying to help him. His heart felt oddly warm as you quickly worked to finish up with a bandage.

● You gently applied the adhesive bandage to the areas that had bled before standing up. Ingo looked up at you as you cupped his cheeks playfully. “Good boy,” you teased and watched as his cheeks bloomed pink. A laugh came from you. Pecking a quick kiss to his lips, you were suddenly overcome with curiosity. “How'd you even get injured, Ingo?” you asked him with a tilt of your head. That was not like him at all, honestly. The older twin was always careful and dutiful.

● “Ah,” his hand moved to readjust his hat, but it was no longer on his head, “Well, I fell on my way into a train car. It was quite embarrassing actually… Emmet had to catch me.” You gasped. His leg must have rubbed against the train. You felt relieved that the only injury he got was an abrasion. Kissing him again, you hugged him, too. A warning to be more careful came from you as Ingo simply allowed himself to enjoy your warmth for a moment.

▽Emmet△

○ You could tell he was hiding something as he entered the apartment without a coat on and hiding his left arm behind his back. Emmet's face was frozen with a stiff grin, while his eyes were more like a doll's own. He waved at you with his right hand, not daring to say a word. Your suspicions were sky-high as you tried to glance at his hidden arm. He simply would not let you, however, making you shoot a light glare at him. His grin became nervous. Eventually, the charade grew tiresome, and you grabbed his arm to see what he did. You gasped at the sight of red staining his white shirt.

○ “Darling!” he whined as you gently pulled his arm forward. A long incision like cut ran up his forearm. You rushed him to the bathroom instantly. The first aid kit was dug out of the cabinet and placed down. A towel was wrapped around his arm to stop some remaining bleeding as you gave him a harsh look. It did not seem to be that deep, but its length had you mildly concerned. Emmet turned his face away from you, smile dropping. “I am Emmet,” he said, “And I am not a child.”

○ He felt embarrassed to need his partner to tend to his cut. It was not uncommon for Ingo to still try to provide care for him whenever he got injured around him. The long nagging sessions had him worried that he was in for a similar thing with you. Still, you dutifully worked to stop any bleeding before washing the wound, mindful of his quiet hisses and flinches from the hydrogen peroxide coming into contact with his wound. A quick application of a topical ointment and the embarrassment faded. Your worried expression finally broke him. Another reason he did not want to show you.

○ A gauze wrapping was wrapped around his arm as he was realised from your first aid care. Emmet was silent, unsure what to say. You sighed and caught him off guard. A light peck to his bandaged arm made his heart race. “Emmy,” you called him by his nickname so sweetly, “What happened? Please, tell me. I don't like seeing you hurt like that.” His arms came around you tightly, ignoring the dull pain in his arm. Oh, he felt so bad! His darling was worried about him.

○ “I am verrrry sorry,” he cooed sweetly and nuzzled his nose against your own, “Haxorus was practising a move. I did not follow the rules, and I was standing too close. She accidentally cut my arm.” You gasped. Poor Emmet and Haxorus. She undoubtedly felt bad for injuring one of her trainers, while Emmet had to nervously pretend he was fine. Thankfully, everything ended up fine, but you chided him about hiding things like that from you. The lectures were inescapable, the younger twin came to accept.

🌌Cyrus🛰

☄️ You observed the man carefully as he entered your home late in the evening. There was nothing that uncommon. He slipped his shoes off and walked in to greet you. His face was its usual stoicism, while his body language was the normal stiffness to be expected from Cyrus. No, what made you curious was how he was walking. It was not his trained stride and paces. They were shallow and uncomfortable. You lead him to the couch, where you proceeded to catch him unaware as you rolled up on of his pant legs. There, right at his knee, was the answer to your question. A darkening bruise with small litters of abrasions, almost like a galaxy against his pale skin.

☄️ “... Beloved,” he spoke quietly, “This is nothing for you to concern yourself over.” You shook your head and rushed away into the bathroom to grab the first aid kit and a wash cloth. You rolled up his other pant legs upon your return to confirm your suspicions. Both of his knees were in the same state. You ticked your tongue as you washed the area with the wetted cloth. Cyrus actually flinched at the unfortunate sensitivity in the area. Any dried blood from the abrasions was wiped away.

☄️ The Galactic Boss felt mildly uncomfortable about the whole situation. His goal had been to handle this himself, yet here you were being able to read him too well. Your gentle hands moved carefully as you blew on the wet areas to dry them. Why had you even bothered with concern? Cyrus would not be so foolish to let a serious injury go untreated. A bruise was not anything for you or himself to be concerned over. His heart raced when you placed the cloth down on the table and cupped his cheek.

☄️ “How did that happen?” you asked him softly, “It clearly was hurting you to walk. Please don't exert yourself more than you have to. I hate seeing you in pain.” Shame burned his chest. You would draw such visceral human emotion out from the void where his spirit should have been. His hand came to rest over yours. Must you worry about him? You leaned down to touch your forehead against his. Clearly, you did want an answer and were not going to be satisfied until you had it.

☄️ “I… I was exploring Mt. Coronet,” he explained with carefully chosen words, “I simply had failed to observe the uneven terrain and fell. I can assure you that the pain is barely noticeable.” You pouted to him. A light kiss was pecked to his lips as you sat down beside him. Your side was pressed against his as you hummed. He swallowed as you asked for more information about what he was doing at Mt. Coronet. A curse, he felt. You were a curse. He decided to explain his “new” fascination with Sinnohan mythology. (His knees felt strangely better after you had cared for them, but he would never admit it to himself.)

💫Volo📜

⭐️ You nearly panicked at the sight of the blond approaching you. A stick stuck through his carefully tied back bun, while dirt and foliage stuck to his clothing. You rushed him into your shared home quickly. Instantly, you had him strip from his clothing to look over his body. You could feel your breath hitch at the sight of his leg. You used a cloth to quickly apply pressure to the bleeding wound. Its jagged shape reflects whatever had just happened to him.

⭐️ “… I fell,” he explained simply, clearly not in top much of a talking mood with his injury. You could only wonder what height he fell from, while feeling grateful that his injuries outside his bleeding leg laceration seemed to just be bruising. You carefully check to see if the bleeding stopped. It thankfully had, and you quickly drew some water out from your bucket to run over the wonder. A shudder left you when rocky debris came out from the wound. You would not say he did not deserve it, but you did care for him enough to not want to see him like this.

⭐️ Volo felt a bit smug that he had you so concerned about him. Since everything had happened, he wondered if you still truly cared for him. His unfortunate accident today proved to be beneficial to his person curiosity. Your hands gently felt over his exposed skin, searching for any more injuries after finishing bandaging the wound to his leg. A dark memory, long repressed, resurfaced in his mind of a woman who resembled him watching as he tended to his own wound at a more tender age. He closed his eyes and forced it away. That did not matter. Not when his perfect world could still be brought to fruition; not when he had you so foolishly worried about him.

⭐️ When you finished looking over him and decided there was nothing else of concern, you unexpectedly hugged him. The tightness of the embrace nearly was enough to press against the bruises that littered his body. “Please, be more careful, Volo,” you begged in him a whisper, “I don't want to lose you…” His grin could only get bigger. The pain was ignored as he returned the affection. Perfect. You truly did love him, too. A light peck to his temple did draw an unwanted flutter of his heart.

⭐️ “Believe me, it was not my intention at all to fall from the cliff,” he sighed at the memory of what had got him in this state, “An enraged alpha Golem had it in him to attack me before I could call out Lucario.” His annoyance about the aggressive pokemon was apparent. If anything was going to kill him before he accomplished his goals, it was not going to be a wild pokemon. He moved to cup your cheek and look into your eyes. “Thank you for tending to my wounds,” Volo spoke with uncommon genuineness, “I'm grateful you decided to come to my side.” You felt delighted by his words and pressed a kiss to his lips.

💼Larry🏢

🍙 It was a slight shock to see Larry in such a precarious state. He walked into the apartment and dropped his suitcase before quickly sliding off his shoes. His pace was a rare, quick one as he tried to rush off to the bathroom. You followed behind him in concern. The businessman sighed as you looked over him. He was clearly in pain as his neutral, uninterested expression twisted in pain. You saw an obvious stain on his grey shirt. Instantly, your hands worked to remove his suit jacket and shirt. You grimaced at what lay underneath.

🍙 Larry looked away from you in soke form of embarrassment as you observed the fiercely irritated skin on his chest. A burn. You quickly wet a wash cloth with cold water and pressed it to the afflicted area. A hiss came from the man, but he allowed you to tend to his injury. “... I'm sorry,” he mumbled out, “I planned on doing this myself. You really don't have to.” You look at him with a frown. He went silent.

🍙 He supposed it was not so bad to have you care for his burn. It was in an awkward place for him to observe and care for, so you were probably the best person for the job. He sighed as your gentle hands held the cloth to his chest. The stinging pain was subsided temporarily. Your worried eyes made his heart race, however. Why would you even bother fretting over someone like him? There was nothing special or interesting about him. How he even got you as his partner was truly beyond him. When you removed the cloth after a few minutes, he watched as you pulled out an aloe lotion from under the cabinet and rubbed it on the damaged skin.

🍙 As you finished by applying a loose bandage to the area, he sighed. Before he could thank you, however, you cupped his cheeks in your hand and looked into his tired eyes. He swallowed. “Are you okay, Larry?” you asked him softly, “How did that happen? I don't think I've ever seen your clothes with a stain like that.” His eyes broke from yours. You really knew how to make his disinterested facade fade. You nuzzled your nose against his, and his mouth nearly hung open.

🍙 “When I was walking to the office, someone bumped into me and my coffee spilled on to me,” he sighed, “I came home to clean it up and change. Thanks for helping with it.” You sighed. A light peck to his lips somehow acted a better pick-me-up than the coffee could have ever been. Your hands free his face as he pondered where to go from here. His boss was sure to notice his sudden disappearance, but this had been a situation. Larry had a distinct feeling you were not going to let him return to work, either. Not with his new injury. It was hard to decide who was scarier between you and Geeta.

🕶Guzma💀

□ You watched as the “big, bad boss” tried to make himself small as he entered your home. It was plain as day that he was hiding something. His face was filled with nervousness as he tried to creep by you. What had he done now? You decided to join him in the sneaking as you followed him quietly into the bedroom. His sleeve was pushed up as he sat away from the door. A hiss came from him. You placed a hand on his shoulder and scared him half to death. Guzma turned his grey eyes up to look at you.

□ “Babe, what the fuck,” he asked as he tried to hide his arm. You pouted at him. Really, what had he done? It was not like he did not often get into scraps or fights. Honestly, him hiding it made you more worried than a black eye or busted lip. Was it deep? Bleeding profusely? Your mind wandered. Snatching his arm, you pulled it into your line of sight. “C'mon, stop!” he snapped as you saw what littered his skin. Red scratch marks decorated the arm.

□ Guzma huffed as you got a wash cloth to wipe away the dried blood from the scratches. He felt like some little kid having his mom dote on him rather than the totally scary boss of Team Skull he was. You did not even care about how huffy he was as you tenderly took care of the numerous scratches on his arm. They were certainly less severe than his usual injuries, but you doted on them all the same. A bandage was carefully wrapped around his arm as he sighed. He felt embarrassed that this had happened at all.

□ “Guzma,” you said firmly, “What did you do?” You cupped his cheeks and pressed them together, really making him feel like a child. His frown was intense, but his glare no longer had any effect on you. Big, bad Guzma had already been observed by you to be secretly way too soft to be anything near a threat. He bit his tongue. It was completely humiliating to tell you what had happened. Your pressing intensified.

□ “I… I was trying to mess with Nanu's Meowths,” he admitted shamefully, “They, uh, fought back.” You freed his cheeks from your hold to let out a laugh. Yeah, that would explain it and why he tried to hide it. Honestly, the Meowths were just the first of it. The Kahuna would not be happy to learn that Guzma had upset his precious felines. Pressing a kiss to his lips, you hugged him tightly, too. Guzma felt a bit more relieved to have told you but utterly deflated by your laughter. Then again, he would admit it was a bit funny that he had come to you with worse injuries but tried to hide cat scratches. Well, he enjoyed the hug and kiss, at least.

[r0-boat]

Birdie Bride

Sfw Yandere!Harpy! Larry x GN!reader

Cw: slight yandere, (no killing or harm towards reader just watching them and kidnapping)

Gendered nickname: Wife (Larry does not know anything about humans)

Author's notes: yandere Larry is easy mode. I see him being a very light yandere. The most he'll do is kidnap you really and stalk you, but that's about it. So, you people who don't really like yandere's for their overbearing and murdering nature I feel like you enjoy this one.

Gentle claws brush against your cheek. Sharp jet-black eyes gaze down at you, taken in your unconscious form sprawled out in his nest. Curiosity took over the creature's mind as he tried to figure it out. Who or what are you? He had always watched you from afar his, his claws digging into the bark of a tree, watching you, studying you, a craving to satisfy a need to creep closer. 

Now that he had found you unconscious in that weird, thin hide cage. Larry could finally fully drink you in, cause gently prodding your hair and pawing at each strand to find out a single feather; at the same time, his own talons graze through his own black and white hair as if he was comparing mammalian hair to his mixed concoction of human hair and avian feathers.

He wasn't done. However, his claws gently grazed against your skin down your arm as if meticulously looking for a single feather on your skin.

You were not a harpy, it was evident, not a single feather on you. Your Talons were dull and flat, and when he gently pressed his thumb against your lip to inspect your teeth you had no Sharp things to rip and tear through meat, feeling your soft fleshy lips in the process.

You were not a harpy, but he can't deny the Primitive feeling he felt when he caught a whiff of your scent, even now as he pressed his nose against the nape of your neck, his black and white wings puffed up, his eyes open and softened.

Intoxicating.

If not, mate, then why is his body reacting this way? Why is his heart pounding in his chest? His face flushed with heat, instinctually letting out a low-throated cooing noise. He wanted more. Larry wasn't sure what he wanted, but he knew he wanted more: no more light touches with his fingers to inspect you. He tried to place his hand against your stomach, almost hypnotized by how it moved up and down as you breathed calmly. Despite his eagerness to be close to his mate, his hand approached you slowly and carefully.

Only to flinch away when you stir in his nest, tossing in the soft straw pillows and blankets. Keeping his distance but quietly observing as you slowly awaken from your slumber, expecting to wake up in your tent only to realize that your hand grazes through a straw immediately. Your heart quickens the fog of sleepiness immediately lifting as you bolt awake, scaring the figure next to you. Black wings flap as he jumps back, startled by your sudden movement, only to crawl toward you slowly.

That's when you finally saw your kidnapper. Jet black eyes matching with his feathers, with with what you see patches of graying feather. Even as he crawled, it was clear that he could easily tower over you. You were unable to speak due to your circumstances, and you're being riddled with anxiety and fear of just being kidnapped while unconsciously thinking that it's just a bad dream. Your palms were sweaty legs and arms shaking. You are not on the ground anymore, your eyes looking down a high drop. 

Larry notices your eyes filled with fear. His voice is low, husky, yet gentle.

"Do not be scared, wife. I will not hurt you,"

Out of everything that was happening, that one little nickname robbed your attention away, finally getting you able to speak.

"W-wait what did you just call me?" Your voice cracked fear still in your system as you try to scoot a little away as the big birdman urges you closer to his body.

"This is what human males call their mates, is it not?"

His knowledge of humans is highly lacking. However, getting him to change his mind on the little pet name he gave you seems complicated. But you had better things to worry about, like getting out of this nest and away from him.

" you do not have wings, wife; please stay away from the edge."

Larry cooed, still using that softer voice. You pull your arms closer to your body, or fists clenched as your whole body tenses up. His black wings brush against your side and closing you against his chest.

Almost in his lap, your body was pressed against him, a firm hand against your back, and his wing wrapped around you. You feel his nose nestle against your forehead.

Even though you've been kidnapped, things could have been worse. This bird guy doesn't seem like he wants to hurt you. You can't help but feel your heart fluttered by his voice when he calls you that little nickname. Even though he's technically wrong, it doesn't feel bad. Holding you against his chest like this feels kind of nice; it is better than killing you. Hopefully, you can convince him to let you go. Unbeknownst to you, Larry plans to keep you for a very long time.

[thatanimewriter]

HANGRY FOR HUGS.

➳ request: Dating headcanons for Karasuma Tadaomi (Ansatsu Kyoushitsu), Silco (Arcane), Grusha (Pokémon Scarlet and Violet), and Larry (Pokémon Scarlet and Violet) with touch starved gn s/o?

➳ character/s: karasuma tadaomi, silco, grusha, larry

➳ warnings: none

➳ notes: oop- got a few first time writing for characters :00

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭  / 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 / 𝐰𝐢𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

── 𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐀 𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐎𝐌𝐈.

possibly the most touch starved

a 12/10 on the touch starved scale

definitely needs cuddles and is happy to give them

but only off the job

he needs to look cool for these young adolescents

needs to show them how awesome he is but he doesnt want people asking about you

would be very soft at home

cuddles all day but you'll probably be the one being hugged first

lil kisses on the temple while you chill on the couch

netflix and cuddles

the class will never know because he would gatekeep you

if you initiate in public though, he won't ever push you away

but he will still look scary

inevitable

── 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐂𝐎.

8/10 on the touch starved scale

he's definitely less likely to initiate though

he's a serious man

he has a reputation to uphold

so long as it mostly stays behind closed doors, everything is fine

he'll hold hands with you or keep a possessive hand on your waist though

just so people understand that you're off limits

in private he's a lot softer

holding hands and stroking the back of your hand with his thumb

tender kisses before bed ;v;

an arm over your waist while you sleep

silco would probably be fine with it considering jinx is pretty touchy

might push you away in public and be a lil mean

but he'll cuddle to make up for it

── 𝐆𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐀.

he's so ready for cuddles

maybe a 5/10 on the scale

just because he wasn't willing to take a photo with mc

but it's freezing up there, so he's gonna want hugs

cuddles by the fireplace

swaddled in blankets and living the life

he probably cuddles with his cetitan all the time, so he's not as touch-starved as the others

will indulge in your need because he can't be having his partner not getting enough love

back hugs n he's pouting from behind if you're doing anything that isn't paying attention to him

is definitely gonna be the more affectionate one in private

but he's gotta be a cool and nonchalant dude to pokemon trainers

can't have people tryna get a badge underestimating him for giving you lil eskimo kisses

he will give you his puffy jackets and winter clothes when he can't physically be with you (you're 13 steps away-)

hugs through his clothes until you can go home and get real hugs

── 𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘.

9/10 for touch starvedness

he's a tired man

he gets the cuddles back when y'all sleep

but otherwise he's so overworked that he can't get them

probably won't help much with your own touch starvation because he's so busy

workin' overtime constantly

you will be replenished a little bit in his down time and days off

assuming he has any-

you both just get recharge time where you just cuddle in silence or he lets you ramble about your day

a very clingy man when he finally gets home though

work icky

he needs the comfort of his partner and their touch to get him through until he goes back again

might give you tired hugs if you visit him during the day

he just needs you to energise him or he dies

[gen6boi]

Concept: Trading Larry a shiny loveball Tandemaus and watching him kinda twist the capsule around in his hands while occasionally glancing over at you unsure of whether or not to say something

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

How about headcanons of how Larry from Pokémon Scarlet & Violet would react to shy reader confessing to him?

Despite being a confident trainer on the Pokémon battlefield, the metaphorical battlefield of love was something you often shied away from. Emotions were hard to express

However, ever since you moved to Medali City, met Larry, battled his gym, and had lunch with him on several occasions...feelings for the most normal man in Paldea have unexpectedly sprung up.

Feelings so obvious that even your own damn Pokémon noticed right away. You’d gush about him to them, only to turn around and deny your crush on him when they point this out.

Doesn’t help that every time you found a wild Dunsparce or Dundunsparce, you’d immediately think of Larry.

It becomes super distracting; so much so that one day during a casual rematch, you got lost in thought and accidentally sputtered out the wrong command to your ace, allowing them to get KO’ed by his Staraptor.

Larry immediately notices how off you’re acting and wonders what’s wrong, as this wasn’t part of your usual “routine” with him. Normally you beat him without any of your Pokémon going down.

You confess that there’s been a lot on your mind--and one specific thing in particular weighing down heavily on it.

While he’s a busy man, he can’t leave without knowing what’s been bothering you. It’ll just bug him all day and that would get Geeta on his nerves for sure.

Yet you hesitate when he gives you his full attention.

“...y-you might not want anything to do with me if I tell you..”

“I’m sure it’s important, so go on. Just get it off your chest.” He manages to convince you.

And eventually you do confess your feelings for him, expecting rejection right off the bat.

However Larry just stares....and it makes you even more nervous..

Until you see his eyes light up a little. It’s noticeable enough for you to realize he wasn’t annoyed or disgusted.

If anything he’s confused.

Why him? All he does is work and hardly show emotion..

Sweet, shy, Champion [Y/n]..actually saw something in him?

Either way, he’s kinda frozen in shock, so his Pom-Pom Oricorio has to come out and give him the encouragement to confess his own feelings...relieved you felt the exact same way.

And it makes you smile and hug him, which he accepts, secretly thanking Arceus that nobody in the restaurant is making a big scene about this moment.

Who knew one of his Flying-types would become his wingman?

[luxrayblues]

The smell had attracted him like a combee to honey. He was savoring every bite, making you blush at the way he made happy noises over your food.

Larry X Reader - Picnic (SFW)

You were too caught up in your cooking and listening to your pokemon play to notice anyone approaching your picnic. That is until your protective baby started growling and moving to put themselves between you and the newcomer, causing you to look up. You had seen plenty of people out here, but the last thing you expected to see was a handsome, exhausted man in a well-fitted suit approaching you. Briefcase in hand, he used his other hand to lift up in an innocent greeting. He was too focused on the smell of that stew to think about the consequences of walking up on a trainer like that. "Hello there." He clears his throat, keeping a bit of distance between himself and the line of your pokemon all watching him curiously.

"I couldn't help but catch that wonderful aroma on the wind and I ... Well, I had to come investigate. I don't mean to intrude." He was so proper in the way he spoke, a real gentleman. His rumbling voice seemed warm on the cool fall air.

"Hi!" You lift your hand up to wave awkwardly, not used to interacting with a businessman like this. As much of an adult as you were, he was clearly a bit older than you were and probably paid so many bills. Your cheeks flush. "Uhm, thank you! I'm glad you think it smells good it was a good friend's recipe." You smile in a shy way and suddenly realize you're both standing there rather awkwardly as he fixes his tie before looking at you again. He opens his mouth to ask, but you blurt out the answer before he can. "You can join me for lunch, if you like?" You were hoping it was what he was going to ask. He was undeniable handsome and you couldn't help but feel the urge to want to feed this man. - His smile spread across his entire face, though those bags under his eyes wouldn't quit. You couldn't believe he seemed so excited over a little stew. "Thank you, Ma'am." He glances at the pokemon in his way who you shoo to let him pass and come over to have a seat at your picnic table, which he does gratefully. He moves carefully through the grass and sets down his briefcase before sitting himself, undoing a button on his suit as he does. As you cook, you notice him watching you quietly. He was a stoic sort of man. Very serious-faced as he admired the way you worked on the stew, tossing in ingredients and stirring. It was a simple recipe, but a good one. Something about knowing he was watching your every move made you blush even though you knew it wasn't EXACTLY you that he was paying attention to. That didn't make you feel any less warm.

Finally finishing and handing over a bowl to him, he thanks you eagerly and watch as he opens his briefcase and supplies himself with his own silverware which you were grateful for, being as you didn't really have any extra. It was charming. He clearly loved food so much that he was this prepared and as he inspected the dish before taking a bite you couldn't help but watch for his reaction. "Mmh. Wow. Oh wow... the lemon is perfect." He practically moaned over how good it tasted. The sounds making you blush even harder as he took his time savoring every bite. It was hard to focus on making all of your pokemon's bowls knowing he was enjoying your cooking like that. You had expected him to be finished by the time you sat with your own bowl, but he was still taking his time, enjoying the taste on his tongue with every spoonful. Your eyes flick between his mouth and your own food until finally you had both finished. It was a quiet meal for the most part, but you were full with the knowledge that another person... a very handsome other person enjoyed your cooking. "What time is dinner?" That smile of his that you were sure wasn't common on his tired face lit him up as he asked. It almost seemed like a joke however the man didn't seem like the type to joke. "Right after I beat the Medali Gym." You smile, very much willing to let this man enjoy more of your food and hopefully your company. You're surprised by his deep chuckle. "Well, no time to waste. My boss will have my head. I'm Larry. I'm assigned to work as the gym leader for the Medali gym." He begins to stand up, a great surprise that really left you a floundering mess as you try to register the fact you had just watched the man you were meant to battle moan over your dish. This was going to be quite the battle.

[lazypanartist]

Larry x Reader Headcanons

Larry is.. an underrated character. The Exceptional Everyman. A gym leader!!... A nine to fiver, lmao. Can't help but love him already (I kinda get Tired Dad Vibes™ but some of y'all might feel differently so Here)

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He loves you to bits

Sees himself as really ordinary, but you chose him

Common relationship thing ofc

Doesn't treat you like you're above him, but rather like an equal; a life partner, someone stable

Believes it builds healthier relationships if the playing field is level

Thank you for the unfiltered respect, Larry!

You two can't spend a ton of time together

Him working a day job, being a gym leader, AND taking role as one of the Elite Four kinda eats his time

He's one of those guys who has his sweetheart as his desktop

So he can see your face when he's apart ^-^

Not a selfie guy, but lets you take pictures together whenever (if you care)

Knows your order for Treasure Eatery by heart

Ofc you know his (the Secret Menu Item, actually! For those of you who need/will need it, it's grilled rice balls, medium, fire blast with lemon.)

You two probably share an apartment in Medali

It's a nicely sized city. Two Pokestops, plenty of restaurants, and gorgeous views from any apartment! (Starting at ¥200,000 a month!)

Doesn't expect anything of you except to do your part of the household chores

Cooking, cleaning, laundry, whatever.

Doesn't care if the apartment's a bit messy and you're busy with a personal project

He could come home after working all day, see you passed out on the couch with the TV still on, and smile

Cheesy ASF but you're his greatest treasure

[kangen-wanshi]

Kisses ft Larry, Brassius, Hassel

Obviously enough, their favourite place to kiss

Tags: Separate, fluff, kisses duh

A/N: Sorry for the odd formating. I think Tumblr is glitching on me

Larry, On The Cheek

A simple man, and a simple kiss.

When he leaves for work, when you visit during his break, when he comes home, anytime,  his first instinct is to kiss your cheek.

It's easy, and he doesn't have to worry about PDA much while still giving you the loving recognition that you deserve. 

He'd lean down (or tiptoed up to you), and just plant a firm kiss to your cheek while holding your face with his hand.

If you're lucky, he'd sometimes drop a quick "I love you" and a bonus kiss to your temple.

During moments where he feels a little more deprived of your kiss, just hold his hand in yours and kiss his cheek back.

Might not show it, but from such close proximity to his face, you can feel his cheek heating up a little with a small smile on his face.

His favorite for you to give him is on his lips.

Again, simple man, simple request. 

A peck, a longing kiss, or even something more, he's all good for it, as long as you initiate it first.

He suppose it gives him a sense that, despite his sense of normal, you still long for his affection as much as he does.

"I'll try to come home early today. So please, wait for me."

Brassius, On The Back of Your Hand

A gentleman, truly.

He has been doing this even before the two of you are together. 

He just find the gesture absolutely romantic and deserving for someone as beautiful and as elegant as you are (no matter how much you argue against his word, he'll stay true to it)

Sometimes he'll even kneel for you.

Like that one time when his Sudowoodo had apparently run away, he spent hours trying to spot the tree pokemon, and you easily found it within minutes at the park between other trees.

(You asked him whether he wants to see a doctor to get glasses prescription or not but he kissed your hand thank you and you just sort of forgot about it)

A bonus to this is that Brassius' hands are quite calloused. Years of sculpting does that to a man, and you'd cherish those every bumps and scars on his skin rather than telling him to put gloves over them.

His favorite place to be kissed is hands. Specifically,  his palm.

As mentioned before, the skin on his palm is thick and calloused. Small scars littered his hands, you can even easily spot new ones every other week.

If you press your lips firmly against his palm, and trace every little scar you see with your soft breathing, you'd receive one of the rare moments where Brassius just shuts up and enjoy the tingling feeling of warmth in his hand.

If he's feeling sentimental he'd probably reciprocate with a kiss on your lips, and a firm hand on the back of your head.

He may be loud and passionate,  but with you, he simply can't help but smother himself in the soft gentle side of loving another.

Hassel, On The Lips

It's easy! He loves you, so he'll opt to kiss your lips to show it.

Not that he's against other types of kisses, he just thinks that a kiss on the lips should express his love more properly.  And to tell people about the feelings the two of you have for each other quite easily.

Even at school, he doesn't mind kissing you on the lips. Though it might just be quick pecks, he still has an image to hold after all.

But away from prying eyes, his lips can never seem to leave yours.

Your cheek, your nose, your forehead, your jaw, and finally your lips.

He just loves you okay. Other than his obvious vocalization of it, his kisses explains a lot about his feelings.

He's the type to easily giggle during kisses though.

Small smiles, chuckle, and just full blown laughter. You name it, he'd definitely break a smile whenever he planted a kiss on your face.

Hassel doesn't have a favorite place to be kissed, but since he's quite tall, he probably would have a soft spot for kisses on his jaw or his neck.

It doesn't even have to be sensual. He can sometimes be ticklish if caught off guard, and he might just hold you by your arms as he bursts out laughing with blushes on his face.

Also love it if you initiate the kiss on the lips.

Makes him feel like he's more than just a pokemon trainer, an elite four, but your loyal, loving partner.

(A bonus point is blowing raspberries to his neck. He'll be absolutely embarrassed if it's done in public. He'd never be angry at you, but just be prepared for a series of revenge kisses when the two of you are alone).

[smallestapplin]

Alphas Larry, and Rika courting hc

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💼Larry💼

- He never thought he’d ever find love, between his jobs and just constantly working, he thought he’d never find an omega he felt he needed to court.

- Until he met you. You have such a mellow and soothing scent, it almost puts him to sleep mid meal, like he can finally rest. And you’re so kind to him, happily keeping him company when he’s not working.

- Larry grew attached, but unfortunately he didn’t know how to tell you, or even ask you out. So he turned to the internet, most answers were…less than favorable, but he did find a few he liked.

- It starts with something that’s big for Larry, sharing his food. You’ve known Larry for a while, and never once seen him share his food, or allow anyone no matter the friendship, take from his plate. He’d always get the smallest bit aggressive and defensive. So you’re stunned when you comment on how good he’s eating looks (fully intending to order some yourself) only for him to divide it up on a separate plate and give it to you.

- You don’t make a comment about it, just accept his offer and happily eat. It makes him flustered to see you so happy over it.

- Next is gifts! Larry is a very simple man, a lot of people think he’s not listening, but he is. So the next part of his courting, is buying you things for your nest, or that you can wear to bring you comfort.

- The items he gives you aren’t scented, so you’re going to need to ask him if you want his scent in your nest. He pauses when you ask though, as if trying to process it before his cheeks turn a light pink “yeah sure, I can do that.”

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👓Rika👓

- Once she realizes she’s in with you, smitten by you, and desperately wants to be your mate, nothing(except you) is stopping her from courting you. Rika is an alpha who knows what she wants, and what she wants is you.

- Rika is a little showy, making extravagant displays and getting equally as extravagant gifts for you. From giant life sized plushies, to expensive lounge clothes, Rika will make sure you have it.

- Constantly flirting and showing off how she’d make such a good alpha for you. Even gifting you items of hers that have been thoroughly scented. Your nest will be drowning in the scents of pine and teakwood.

- She does take every chance she can to join you in whatever you’re doing, always being so attentive even if it’s a topic she’s not into. And she always makes sure to use a dumb pick up line, one that has you giggling.

- She offers you a claiming gift, much like the courting gifts, this one is a smaller gift you can wear that’s covered in her scent, like a wrist band or a scarf.

- Rika nearly cries when you accept it, before covering it up with a smile and throwing an arm over your shoulders. “Don’t worry, as my omega I’ll make sure you’re well taken care of.”

- Later however, she’s screaming ‘yes! Yes! They said yes!’ In her house and cheering for herself. She loves you, she really truly does, and it just so happy she can call you her mate.

[ourvanishingghosts]

I really enjoyed your Brassius as your boyfriend post! Can I request for Hassel, and Larry (Separate) as your boyfriend headcanons pretty please?

Yes!! I’ve actually been obsessed with reading other people’s takes on Hassel and Larry.

🧡Hassel as your boyfriend🧡

While you two were just friends everyone thought you two were dating. Despite the Hassel being oblivious to your flirting. The other teachers and faculty made bets on whether or not you would be the one to ask Hassel out before he asked you out.

To everyone’s surprise, Hassel was the one who asked you out with an Applin

Hassel is a very emotional man, but that doesn't mean he neglects your emotions

In fact, he will check in with you if he sees you in the academy's hallways or will even send you a text before or during class

If you are a teacher at the academy he will make sure that both of your lunch breaks are scheduled at the same time. If you aren't a teacher at the academy you always make him lunch and take it to him if he forgets it at home

But he will give you space and time to be by yourself if you let him know because he doesn't want to be overstepping any boundaries

You usually use that time to play with your Pokémon and sometimes his Pokémon

You are his muse and he will draw any chance he gets. From you volunteering to be a model in one of his classes all the way to drawing you while you are doing something else. He draws you, your Pokémon, and sometimes you and your Pokémon.

His favorite place to kiss you is on one of your cheeks or on your knuckles if you two are out in public. In the privacy of your own home, his favorite place to kiss you is basically just your entire face

Your favorite place to kiss him while out in public is one of his cheeks because if you kiss him on the lips while in public he will become a bumbling mess. In private your favorite place to kiss him is his lips because he will literally melt and do anything for you

You two are almost always seen holding hands. Whether it be at the academy, at the Elite 4, or even just relaxing at home

Mainly because it's your way of reassuring Hassel that you will not leave him for any reason

🖤Larry as your boyfriend🖤

The funny thing about Larry is that almost everyone assumes that he has never been in a romantic relationship and that he is confident with himself despite how tired he looks

But when everyone at the Elite 4 saw you ending your conversation with him with a quick peck on his lips and his entire face reddens

Rika, Poppy, and Hassel actually ran after you to ask you why you are dating Larry and you told them that it is because he is self-sufficient, funny, loving, a good listener, and that he has a beautiful smile. They all had to go back to work, but they just ended up bothering Larry about his relationship.

Larry is always smiling when he is around you because when he is with you he feels calm and relaxed

He doesn't mind a little PDA-like hand-holding, an arm around your waist, a quick hug, or even a quick peck on the lips

His Pokémon adore you and they actually nudge you in order to get pets or a treat

Larry loves cuddling with you

He kisses you on your cheek before he leaves for work and then once he is home and it doesn't matter if you are on the couch or the bed he will lay down next to you or on you because you make him feel safe

His favorite place to kiss you is your forehead in public and your neck in private

Your favorite place to kiss him is his cheeks in public and his forehead in private

Despite Larry looking like he is a mean guy he is a total sweetheart

He will buy you flowers and make dinner on every anniversary, on your birthday, and any chance he gets

He does end up using his vacation days to take you to meet his family and eventually to meet your family

You both are protective of the other. If someone harasses you then Larry will immediately step up and set the harasser straight. If you hear someone saying something rude about Larry you will let them have a piece of your mind

Larry almost always has to hold you back because you will fight the person yourself

[leggerefiore]

Tying up your partner's tie for them.... THINK OF THE DOMESTIC BLISS FI

cw: fluff

character: Larry, Ingo, Emmet, Cyrus

💼Larry🏢

🍙 The salaryman was frozen after you approached him with something in your hands. It had been just after he finished buttoning his shirt, too. He soon realised what it was when the sky-blue fabric came into view. His tie. You deftly brought it around his collar and began manoeuvring the fabric into proper form. Larry decided to simply let it happen. This made his morning a bit easier after all. Your hand then soothed out the tie as you stepped back with a smile on your face. He took a quick glance in the mirror to make sure it looked alright before nodding at you.

🍙 “Thanks, dear,” he leaned forward to press a kiss on your cheek. You seemed to desire more, however, as you pulled him in by the same tie for a proper kiss. Larry did not resist. He moved away afterwards to slip on his suit jacket and do another once over to make sure that he was completely ready for the day. Heading towards the door, he glanced around for his briefcase. You suddenly appeared from the bedroom to hand it off to him. A sigh left him. Right. He had placed it there last night. It was taken easily, and he gave another thank you in reply.

🍙 But, you caught him before he could finally depart and pressed another kiss to his lips. He reciprocated the affection. “Goodbye,” Larry spoke when he pulled away, “I'll probably be home earlier than usual. Geeta said I have too much overtime again.” You nodded and waved bye to him as he headed to the door.

Oddly, he would admit he felt strangely invigorated for the day.

▲Ingo▼

● The Subway Boss was caught off guard when you appeared holding his tie. He was just about to go get it himself, so he spoke a polite thank you and reached out for it. You pouted. He froze. Then, you began to bring the blue fabric around and under his collar, and he understood. Did you wish to tie his tie for him? Ingo allowed you to do what you clearly wished to with no resistance. Your hands were steady and careful while you began to work the fabric into the correct form for a tie. When you finally moved to soothe out the fabric, Ingo hummed at your work. It was quite well done.

● “Thank you, dearest,” he resisted his usual urge to applaud when giving praise. Your smile at him warmed his heart. Such a lovely sight first thing in the morning could make the worst workday more manageable. The older twin leaned in to peck a sweet kiss to your lips before returning to his routine. You seemed to disappear out of the bedroom while he collected his coat and cap. He slipped them both on as he headed towards the door to leave. You soon emerged from the kitchen to hand him a lunch box. It was taken without complaint from him.

● Then, you sneaked another kiss to his cheek, making him chuckle a bit. He grasped your hand softly and met your eyes. “I'll be home a bit later tonight,” Ingo warned gently, “… It… It will certainly be a busy evening. I can only hope there are no incidents…” He did not want to start on about that, though. You both shared your goodbyes as he headed out the door.

The lunch would assuredly be enjoyed on his break. He could never say no to anything that you prepared for him.

▽Emmet△

○ The younger twin felt like he was going mad as he searched around for the blue fabric everywhere. It was not on the dresser where he was certain that he left it, and it did not end up in the top drawer either, or was it in the laundry basket. Emmet was quite close to losing it. He did not want to be nagged by Ingo for being “out of uniform” or breaking the rules. Though, you suddenly appeared with the exact thing he had been looking for. Before he had a chance to get out a thank you, the fabric was brought around his collar. No protests left him as your hands quickly moved the fabric into a proper shape. Soothing it out, you then stepped away from Emmet. He checked over it with a glance in the mirror and nodded to himself and you.

○ “Thank you, darling!” he smiled and pulled you into a tight hug. His lips pecked a kiss to your head as he enjoyed the embrace for a moment. Did he really have to go? He knew better, of course. Soon, you were freed from his hold. Emmet rushed around to collect the rest of his uniform and slipped it on in quick form. His feet did not stop carrying him until he reached the entryway to slip on his shoes. You caught him there and handed him a lunch box. He took it with another smile.

○ Daringly, you even sneaked a quick kiss from him as he was turning to say goodbye. A giggle left him. Before you could pull away, he trapped you in another embrace and kissed you again in return. “See you later,” he hummed, “I will try to be home as soon as I can! It will probably be verrry hard… Ingo is being mean again.” Ah. Something had happened at work then. Emmet then got one last kiss before finally departing for work.

He was noted to be in a good mood by everyone at the station, at least. Despite the incident that had happened.

🌌Cyrus🛰

☄️ The Galactic Boss buttoned up the top of his shirt as he kept a close watch on the clock. Of all days, for someone to demand a meeting with him… He had to put off his plans for climbing Coronet for another day. His hand moved to grab the tie he had there, but it was gone. He blinked a few times before seeing you in the doorway, holding it. There was not enough time for him to ask what you were doing before you approached him. The black fabric was brought around his collar and deftly tied properly with little error. Cyrus felt himself try to ignore the closeness of you both.

☄️ When you pulled away and soothed the fabric out, he finally relaxed. The tie was done well enough, and he had no complaints about the time it had taken you to do it. “Thank you,” he said simply. You seemed to pout a little, but nothing was spoken. You vanished out of the bedroom while he finished getting ready. After he put on his suit jacket and overcoat, he headed to the entryway to put on his shoes. Before he could truly leave, he realised his briefcase was not at the door. Right. It was in the bedroom. You soon appeared once more with it for him. Cyrus took it from you.

☄️ Your eyes pierced his very being. Emotions… He wanted to grumble. His hand came to softly cup your cheek. “Thank you once more, beloved,” Cyrus spoke carefully, “... I will likely be home late. Please do not wait up for me.” You still seemed unsatisfied. Before he could move away, you kissed him quickly. Cyrus sighed internally. The affection was soon over, and he pulled back. You both spoke your goodbyes while he was heading out the door.

Perhaps… Perhaps he would try to come home earlier tonight. With this meeting, after all, there was little work for him to properly finish today.

[r0-boat]

What if Larry had a housewife S/O who made really nice bento-style lunches for him??

Larry with the housewife that makes him lunch.

Sfw larry headcannons

Larry x fem!reader.

The fastest way to his heart, not going to lie. The first time you made him lunch, he was a little surprised that you went through all the trouble to make him something, but honestly, he doesn't mind. It beats starving until going to the Eatery. Especially because today had been extra hard on him, he would want nothing more than to see what you've made.

With the Box sitting in front of him do you remember is vaguely that you told him that you weren't the best cook Larry wasn't exactly a picky eater but he did wonder what kind of food you packed in this box maybe simple sandwiches? Bento boxes are a hot thing in Johto and Sinnoh, So perhaps a meal from those regions? Larry couldn't hardly wait anymore neither can his stomach just thinking about the kind of food you pack for him was making him hungry. Has he opened the box his mouth open slightly blinking twice not the best cook of his ass... this look like it took hours to make!

That rice with seaweed has a Starly's face on it?? With sandwiches with juicy chicken breaded that looked like it was cooked to perfection nice and golden brown with Crispy lettuce and melted the bun was toasted. With would you look at that not only you recreated his favorite meal to order at the Eatery but by the smell it looked like it had some kind of filling... boy he can't eat this he just feel bad ruining such artwork no matter how hungry he was.

"Oh Shit." He heard a familiar voice as Rika just so happened to pass by stealing a glance at her coworkers lunch. Stopping dead in her tracks before pulling up a chair to bother him during his lunch. Larry was one of the most disinteresting normal routinely person she knew. If something changed about Larry's everyday life even if it was minor. Something must have happened, and Rika was ready to know every single juicy detail she might have missed. And it didn't stop at just her soon enough she called Hassle over as soon as her brain clicked that Larry might have a special someone, then Geeta seeing her co-workers gathered around their financial advisor wanted to know what was up, when Rika whispered the news the Top Champion had to cover her mouth to hide her big smile. Then Poppy who was with Geeta was already asking a million questions about this Secret love interest.

Poor Larry who just wanted to he does lunch already felt a migraine coming... why was everybody so interested in what he was doing outside of work? He just saw Hassel get up to grab a tissue to wipe his tears?? As his coworkers watched as Larry opens up another half of the Box a note slips out from the bento.

When he opens the note Rika leaned over his shoulder to read. It was just a small piece of paper telling him to have a good day and that you loved him and to please enjoy all the hard work she made only for him. Larry closed the paper almost as soon as he opened it a slight blush appearing on his face which was the most emotion Rita has ever seen him with. The receptionist smirked "Oh? How sweet~ Gonna bring her here one day and have us meet her, yeah?"

After the crowd of his gawking finally left him alone too enjoy his lunch. He let out a sigh as he thoroughly enjoys every bite of your delicious cooking with a small smile. Larry was truly in love not only taking time out of your day to prepare something like this for him but how talented you were at cooking. Regrettably, he hadn't taken a photo of the cute neatly packed bento box before he started digging in, which he'll make sure not to forget in the future.

When he returns home from work, the first thing he does is thank you for the food and kisses you. (If he hasn't done that already)

Larry does hope you continue making delicious lunches for him though he would never Force you or tell you especially because you put so much love and work into each box you make for him.

If Larry was a good cook he would make dinner for you but he'll just stick to taking you out to places that you like has proper thank you then whatever Bland, tasteless food he makes.

[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;

[queeniesrose]

Hey bestie you already know what it isss, putting in a request rq.

SFW - Larry (from Scarlet/Violet) taking a s/o out to dinner 😳😳😳😳🫵🫵 he got me barking

INCLUDES MAJOR SCARVIO SPOILERS

Master Post

As this request includes spoilers, I will put the text under a page break. I will also add the hashtag "Violet Queenie" to this post, along with any other Pokemon ScarVio posts for those who do not want to read until after they have played.

SFW Larry Headcanons: Dinner

As Larry is a regular at the Japanese restaurant, that so happens to be his gym, he would want to take you to a different restaurant.

It would also take some time to get him to actually take you out for dinner, between his responsibilities as gym leader, the elite four and his office job, he gets busy.

While he has that depressed, tired businessman look and feel to him, he'd be a lot more lively when he is with you.

In fact, he looks forwards to enjoying a meal out with you. Being around/with you is refreshing for him. It's like a breath of fresh air compared to the dull office life or the bit of excitement when he gets the chance to battle.

As Larry is not one to be extravagant, dinners with him are typically more relaxed/laidback. On special occasions, he'd get you a bouquet of flowers. Other times, he'd get you a singular flower to put in your hair.

As his s/o, you get to see more of his soft and lively side, other than just his dry humor that most people would see.

[crowborn666-writes]

Can we get a continuation of "Hassel, Brassius, and Larry with a Pregnant SO Headcanons"?

Hassel, Brassius and Larry with their baby/babies?

Please? 🥺

Hassel, Brassius, and Larry with their child

(Continuation of this headcanon)

Various x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Romantic

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Hassel

You both ended up with twins

They both look like him

They adore his Baxcalibur and it adores them back

When he isn’t busy with work, Hassel does his best to step up and give you a break

Will watch cartoons with them and compliment their doodles

Brassius

Your child ended up looking like you, and Brassius ended up over the moon

Helps out as much as he can, and you don’t fault him for being busy with his duty as a gym leader and artist

Will sometimes let your child join him in his art studio, so long as their careful

Does finger paintings with your child a lot and always makes sure their hands are clean of any art materials before letting them run off

Likes to hang your child’s paintings on their own special wall

Larry

Your child looks like a mix of you and Larry

Didn’t know what to do with himself when told he was on a paternity leave

So he busied himself with lightening your load of taking care of your child

Since he can hardly sleep, he gets up in the middle of the night to tend to your child’s needs, letting you get more rest

Nap time with your child? Absolutely

[multi-fandom-imagine]

-❛you feel like home to me.❜

A/n: Got Larry on the brain,

He wasn’t used too this….being taken care of.The man half expected that he would die alone, work himself to death is whet his mother would say, he thought that until you came along.

He was eating his meal as usual and you chose to sit down next to him. He didn’t know why, most strangers tended to avoid them. It’s not like he could blame them though, he was never really good around people but you, you were different.

You had a bright smile on your face, an Eevee sat upon your shoulder. You introduced yourself then your Pokémon. You talked a mile a minute, but he hung on every word. Once you left you said your goodbyes then rushed out of the little restaurant. He hoped to see you again and it was later that day he had found out you were a Pokémon nurse.

“How fitting.”

He started to drop by your little clinic whenever he could, you’d scolded him the first time for his injured Pokémon but you warmed up after that. You would teach him better remedies to help heal his little friends while he would cook for you and that little Eevee that seemed to always be perched upon your shoulder.

It did not take long for Larry to develop a crush on you. The man not knowing how to act around you now but you just smiled, grasping his hand gently and all of a sudden those nerves vanished.

That was a year ago but to him it felt like a life time and now he can’t imagine a day with out you. Giving your hand a gentle squeeze he pulled you to a stop. You head tipping to the side as you glanced up at him, confusion marrying your face.

“Y/n…you know how much you mean too me…I.”

Smiling you stood on your toes placing your hands one his cheeks as you pulled him in for a kiss. “I know Larry, you feel like home to me too.”

A small smile formed on his face as he let his arms pull you in close, breathing in your scent. He suddenly didn’t feel tired anymore.

He finally found his home.