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[mommynott]

Training Tease

Theodore Nott x Reader

Summary: You head over to a new gym, finding yourself slowly losing control with one of the trainers The start of trainer!theo

Warnings: 18+, MDNI, SMUT, Chars 18+, Modern AU, trainer!theo, tension, build up, flirting, mind games, dirty thoughts, Theo wanting to rail you on the fucking squat rack

The gym is buzzing with the usual hum of clanking weights and the faint music overhead, but something…or rather, someone…catches Theo’s eye. He’d been used to the same faces, the same routines, but today? There’s a new presence…something that stands out.

You.

You’re stretching at the far end of the gym and damn. Every move you make is like an invitation for Theodore. The way your body flows…Fluid and flexible, sends a jolt of electricity through Theo. Your juicy, perfectly sculpted ass is the first thing his eyes lock onto. The tight leggings you’re wearing cling to every curve perfectly.

But you? You were lost in the music that blurred through your headphones. Getting ready for the pump of the workout to come as you warmed up. Staring at your reflection in the mirror while you finished up your stretch. Theo on the other hand, was watching you, checking you out from head to toe. The way your top slightly lifts, showing the arch of your back. His hungry eyes follow the line of your spine all the way down to your thick thighs.

Taking you all In.

Leaning against the edge of the dumbbell rack, Theodore casually watched as you strode over to the squat rack. His arms crossed over his chest while his muscles flexed with ease. The way your body moved up and down, that sculpted to the gods fucking ass perking with each effortless rep. Fuck, you’re insanely sexy.

For a moment, Theo forgot about his training schedule. His mind is fixed on you, taking in every fucking detail. You’re focused, lost in your own rhythm. Completely unaware of the way he can’t keep his darkened eyes off of you. Finally, he pushes himself off of the rack, stalking over to where you’re working out. You feel the weight of Theodore’s stare, it’s both enticing and lingering but you don’t break your pace. Noticing the trainer, his muscles, his aura.

You glance up for the first time, your gaze meeting Theo’s in the mirror. There’s a brief pause and Theo can’t help but smirk. It’s a challenge for him, a silent invitation. But he's well aware of this from the way you carry yourself. He leans in just enough, his voice low and teasing. “Need a spot?” The rough Italian accent could have melted you into a puddle.

You don’t answer right away, building up the anticipation but your lips twitch like you’re deciding how much to play along. Damn, he’s pretty fucking hot. “I think I’ve got it covered.” you finally murmur, playing hard to get before continuing with your squatting. Theo’s tongue glided on the inside of his cheek. Liking the challenge already.

That’s the thing with you, You’re confident, self-assured. You don’t need help. But fuck. I’d let this guy help me. In more ways than just working out. Theo simply nodded his head, stepping back as he let his gaze linger on the curve of your ass while he let out a low chuckle. Admiring you yet having a taunting and challenging look in his eyes.

“Oh…I’m sure you do…but, I see you’re not as in control as you think.”

You don’t flinch. Instead, you just keep going with your steady movements, trying to keep that confident aura that you always lived up to. But your body was reacting to the attractive man behind you. Little did you know…You weren’t just working out anymore…you were about to play with fucking fire.

“Is that so?” you reply through a little huff as you mount the squat rack. Crossing your arms over your chest, that bratty gaze of yours locking up with Theo’s. It has an edge to it, almost telling on yourself from it. Showing how much you were enjoying this banter already.

He takes a step closer to you, feeling the tension charging between you both. “Yeah…You are pretty damn strong. I can see that…” Theo places his hands on either side of you onto the metal bar, his sly smirk only growing at you through the mirror. “…But…there’s more to strength than just muscle. There’s also control…and right now?”

His breath was hot against the side of your neck, turning your head ever so slightly to finally meet up with his gaze. Blue. Ocean blue. Fuck me. You swallowed, trying to keep your composure. He’s not breaking me…yet. “I think you’re fighting it…” he finally replied, clicking his tongue against his teeth, the European accent dripping from his lips.

Your breath catches ever so slightly, shifting your weight to one leg as you reach down for your water bottle. Popping it open as you took a quick sip. Theo fixated on the way your lips wrapped around the top, thinking of the way those lush fucking lips would look wrapped around his cock— “What even makes you think I’m fighting it?” Scoffing out but in a teasing manner, Theo nodded his head down at you.

“Your posture. The way you fight against the weight instead of controlling it…here, I can help.” Theodore knew exactly what he was doing. You were falling into his trap with ease. For a moment you debate on it before finally shaking your head. “What? You think you can help control me?” You worded it this way purposefully, seeing how he’d react. Letting another soft scoff out. But the brattiness was only turning him on more, pulling Theo in.

“Oh, I know I can-“

He began as he took a step back, checking you out fully and making it clear. Theo had a way of showing his intentions without even saying a word. “-I saw the way you move... And I know exactly how to push you to your limits…Trainer and all.”

Motioning to himself, this was gym talk but fuck, you knew there was more to it. There had to be and You weren’t backing down. You fucking wanted this, and Theo was ready to give you more than just one on one training sessions.

“Prove it.” You dare him, a smirk of your own forming on your face. Without missing a beat, Theo reaches down for your hands, placing them back on the bar as his own veiny strong hands grip over yours.

Just the touch of skin. That little connection between you two sends a shiver down your spine. Theo feels it, that slight shudder, the way your pulse quickens under his fingertips. But You don’t pull away. You let it happen.

Eyeing down the weight to make sure it wasn’t too much, his stare met with yours in the reflection once more. “I’ll prove it.” His voice coming out almost growl-like just as he dropped his hands from yours, prepping to spot you. Theodore was so close to you that you could practically feel his body heat radiating onto yours. Who the fuck was this trainer?

You inhale, steadying your grip on the bar, but there was something in your eyes now—something soft behind that fierce confidence you always held. You knew what he was offering, something more than just a simple workout, and you were very fucking tempted. “Let’s see if you really can control me, muscles.”

You teased the little nickname, Theo was eating up this little game you both were now playing. Fucking savoring it like a sweet treat. “Oh you’re going to regret that, ragazza…I’m not one to back down from a challenge.” His tone came out darker, more eager than before. But fuck, you were loving the attention he was giving you. The banter you both were in on now.

“-You ready?”

With a simple nod of your head, you began your first squat, feeling his firm hands drop to the sides of your waist. Your lips slightly parted as your eyes flickered to Theo’s in the mirror. He guided you back into a standing position. The heat between you both only rising.

Of course, it’s physical but it has a raw energy to it. Making your chest tighten. “Tight…keep your core tight…” Whispering lowly, his rugged accent was making you sweat more than just the workout….Feeling a slight dampness spread in your panties.

“—Mhhhhm” Managing to mumble out you go into your next squat, listening to what Theo had said, but fuck. You just pictured him on top of you, saying something else was tight. Your mind became fuzzy with the dirtiest thoughts of a man you had just met. He stays quiet, watching you. Your body. Almost as if he was taking a mental photo of every single inch of you.

You sink back down into your squat. Your body flexes, you want to show off for Theo…and he was fucking mesmerized by the way you moved. You’re still pushing yourself of course. But now? Now you’ve given him permission to see the effort, to see the control you’re letting slip…slowly but surely. This was the control Theo really wanted to see. How easy you’d let go for him. A test. If he could break you this easily here then anything else would be a piece of cake.

“Is this good?”

Breathing out, you mount the squat rack before turning around to look up at Theodore. The way he’s towering over your small frame. Your hands reach up to your ponytail, tightening it through the soft pants that escaped your lips. But fuck did Theo want to see you pant for him in other aspects. “Very…Very good.” The words came out a bit more bold and flirtatious this time.

Your heart pounding against your heaving chest, and not just from the damn squats. A small and cute smile tugging on your lips. “You sure know how to make a girl work.” Turning up the playfulness, you giggled. Theo finding this and you all too adorable but…also knowing he had you right in the palm of his hand.

“Trust me…This is just the beginning.”

And it was. This was the start of something new. Something exhilarating. Something that would have you both addicted. Wanting more. Craving more. You were in for a wild ride ahead, little did you know what would come next…

TRAINER FUCKING THEOOOOOOO

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thinking abt personal trainer! abs n gnawing at the bars of my enclosure

personal trainer!abby who’s incredibly handsy and enjoys getting under your skin. she’s never sparse with praise and enjoys watching you get flustered when she calls you a “good girl” for lifting a weight you wouldn’t have been able to lift a month ago. 

personal trainer!abby who stares at you while doing intensive workouts (like, hip thrust and quad rolls) with some of the most guttural moans you’ve ever heard. she can't help herself!

personal trainer!abby who is disgustingly jealous when it comes to you. her eyes glint mischievously when you wear tight leggings, showing off your ass, for her of course. she’s the only one ever allowed to spot you. when eyes linger on you for too long while you’re working out, she sends a harsh death stare to the person. who’re they to watch her girl?

personal trainer!abby who brings new foods for you to try during bulking/cutting season. she feeds you the spoon affectionately, “is it good?” she asks, sparse hairs in her eyes and her voice soft. you nod in eagerly, smiling through your answer. she grins, “good. i’ll bring you a dish of some later this week alright?” she has the proudest look on her face. 

personal trainer!abby who benches double  your body weight and winks at you while she does so. “don’t be shy princess,” she winks at you. “if you ever need someone to carry you around y’know who to call.” she grins watching you get flustered.

personal trainer!abby who does pushups with you on her back, sweat coating her brow, and she grunts. her heart fluttering as you giggle atop her back, asking her stupid questions like ‘am i too heavy?’ she clicks her tongue and rolls her eyes, “shut up pretty girl.” she retorts while continuing her set.

personal trainer!abby who's like a feral dog watching you do your workouts. she knows you're her client, but she can't help but froth at the mouth when you ask her for help. she should be more professional, but she can't deny your pretty face and sweet smile.

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Hey sistawives✨✨

So I saw this on insta today and let’s talk about this nigga here LAWDDD HELP ME JESUSSSSS I didn’t even realize that was him in the beginning but look at him being a MANNN A GOOD MAN SAVANNA, BITCHHHH he’s a protector AHHHHH he can fights niggas AHHHHHHHH I CANTTTTT he can put me in a armbar and put me in soo many submissions 🤤💦💦🤪 and now that I’m thinking about it MMA Trainer! Terry x Newbie! Reader and he trains her and ends up fucking her on the mat 👀👀 💢⭕️💢⭕️💢⭕️ sista’s I need to stop I can’t stop thinking about him I need help (not really)

[teapopp]

- Would you still be my friend if I was a boy?

When I asked you that question three years ago, I didn't expect any sort of reassurance. I expected confusion -- which there was -- and some sort of indignant retort.

But you replied innocently in the smallest voice, your head tilted back a little with your eyes torn from that candied apple.

- Is different?

Now, three years after our falling out, after I swore to forget everyone and live truthfully, I ask you that same question.

"I'm a guy now," I said, kicking my legs mindlessly while sitting on your dorm kitchen counter. We'd cleaned it recently after I'd learnt about the state you were in. The state you were in because of me. "So... Would you still be my friend..?"

"I'm still hung up about what difference it makes..."

"Not much, honestly."

"Then why ask?"

Valid question. I don't really have an answer.

"You looked at me funny when I cut my hair back then."

"... I look at you funny all the time, Sol. I look at everyone funny..."

"Sorry, Kieran."

"We'd still be friends... If you're okay with it."

(Sol is always thinking of him)

[jarofstyles]

Strawberry Sunrise 2

Hello my angels, here is part two of gymrry! 💪🏼 I hope you guys enjoy him

Part One

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Warnings- mentions of violence, stalking, sexism, misogyny, self defense training

WC- 3.3k

Harry was exhausted physically, but mentally he felt more awake than he’d ever been after a long day of sessions. 

Sitting at the smoothie bar, he sipped on a PB Choc shake that Y/N had ready for him after he was done with his last session of the day. He tried to pay her, but she’d insisted yet again that he was helping her out so the least she could do was give him a free drink. Harry was a tad bit pathetic in how much her genuine smile made his heart race, but instead he nodded and let her finish up her closing duties. He’d offered to help but her eyes had narrowed and she had pointed at his drink, so he decided to leave it be.

Besides, it gave him time to observe her. 

The ponytail was slightly falling now, a few pieces of hair around her face and at the nape of her neck as she wiped down counters. Her tank top with the gym name on it was slightly loose on the torso but clung to her chest. Yoga pants were her choice of bottom, which, fuck- he had to avert his eyes from those considering he had to get up close with her soon. He had to teach her so he wasn’t about to have a stiffy when he showed her how to throw a punch. As attracted to her as he was, these sessions were to help her feel safe. He’d rather have an arm chopped off than be another one of those men that she felt creeped around her. 

It was no secret that Y/N was attractive. She was probably the prettiest girl he’d ever seen, if he was being honest with himself. It was discussed between staff and other trainers about how beautiful she was and how her personality was only elevating the physical beauty she had, because the girl was sweet as pie. She was the type that remembered everyone’s birthday and made sure they got a free protein cookie or gym shirt, and put a few decorations in the break room even in the short time she had been here. Y/N was someone a lot of women felt comfortable enough to go to when someone made them uncomfortable, using her power and access to the private security guard (Who unfortunately left before her) to have them escorted out. It had made it all the more upsetting to Harry to know she had felt defenseless over the guy waiting outside the night before. 

Unfortunately he knew it was a reality for all women. He had a sister, a mother, multiple women as friends and it infuriated him to know that her experience wasn’t an uncommon one. It had made him more than proud of her, actually, when she asked him to help her. To take your personal security and safety seriously was a big deal, even if you shouldn’t need it in the first place. The hope was she’d never need to use them, but he was relieved that she trusted him enough to ask him to teach her. 

The doors at the front were locked so no one could get in, Y/N giving them a few tugs to make sure it stuck before she turned on her heels to face him. Clapping her hands together, she nearly bounced over to him with a spring on her step that he envied, grabbing her water bottle she’d left beside him. “Okay! Let’s get started. I promise not to keep you here for a long time, 20 minutes should be fine- but I realized last night I’d probably break my hand if I threw a punch.”

Yeah, that was exactly what they’d want to avoid. 

“We don’t have to rush unless you’ve got to get out of here. All that’s waiting for me at home is a fish tank and some tea.” He assured her, leaving his bag at the smoothie counter as they made their way towards the training area. 

“Oh- I thought you had a girlfriend?” She asked curiously, undoing her ponytail. Hair fell down to her shoulders momentarily as she ran her fingers through the roots, fluffing it out before smoothing her hair back to fasten into a new ponytail. “That girl that came in a few times, pretty red hair?”

“Oh, no.” Harry shook his head. She’d noticed that? It was interesting that she had. “She’s a friend’s girlfriend. Amanda and I go jogging sometimes but she and her girlfriend are my mates. She’s a chef, though, so she brings me stuff to test out since she specializes in health foods.” He could see it seeming much different to her though. “I’m single, chronically.” The need to clarify was there, maybe seeming a little desperate but hey- apparently he’d not made that clear enough.

“She was super nice and pretty, so I assumed. But I made an ass out of myself with that, didn’t I?” Her laugh was lighthearted but he swore he saw her smile get a bit bigger as she raised her arms up to stretch them over her head. “You’ve got fish?” 

“No, I don’t think so. It’s natural to assume things sometimes. But as for the fish- I do.” He nodded, feeling a little happier himself. Y/N noticed that he had a visitor and seemed happy it wasn’t his girlfriend. “It’s a hobby, I’ve got a saltwater tank. I’m not home enough for a dog, even though I really would like one. Fish are beautiful, relatively easy if you make sure you do the cycling upkeep, and don’t need to be brought out for walks. Besides, I don’t think they miss me too much when m’gone all day.” 

“Oh, god. I get it. I’ve got a cat and she’s a menace when I get home. It’s like I’d been off to war, she likes her snuggles but gets mad at me so she grumbles when she sits on my lap.” Her laugh rang through the gym. A beautiful sound he’d love to hear more of. “Fish are cool though! I watch some of those guys who build ponds on YouTube and all of that when I can’t sleep, makes me wish I could have one in my place. I��ve just got a balcony though.” 

“I’ve been saving for a house, so I get it. I rent small because I don’t need a ton of space for just me.” It was clean and tidy, upgraded with the food appliances and a comfy bed, but Harry wasn’t home all that often. Even if sometimes he wished he was. There wasn’t much to come home to. Maybe he’d be more inclined to get the house search on if he had a partner or something, but as of right now he was happy to stay where he was. “Uh, I meant to ask what you know but you said you were worried about breaking your hand during a punch. Let me see how you make a fist, please.”

In all reality he could spend hours just chatting with her, but if he didn’t try and get to the point they’d be there all night. As nice as it sounded to him, he doubted she wanted that. 

“God- don’t judge me too harshly please. I’ve always been a lover, not a fighter.” Y/N curled her hand up into a fist which she could see immediately wasn’t correct by the look on his face. “I appreciate the effort but I can totally see you wincing right now.”

“Sorry! M’sorry, I just… here.” With cautious fingers, he helped her unfurl her fingers. “You don’t want your thumb inside. It’s far more likely to break that way.” He began arranging the fingers as they needed to be. “You’re gonna want t’have your thumb on the outside… like this.” He murmured, the warmth of his hand a contrast to her cooler one. “Between your first and the second knuckles right here…” his touch was gentle as he adjusted her smaller fingers in the fist. “Near your index and middle. There.” Releasing her hand, he showed her on his own hands. “See? Like this.”

“Okay- I see. I always forget if it’s in or out and then I go with it because it feels like it would protect the thumb but, I’ll remember now.” She sighed, mirroring it with her second hand. “Where do I hit?”

“Easy, Tiger.” Harry laughed, letting his hands fall down. “You’re going to want to remember that the first thing you want to try is to get away first. That’s always the first option, escape and run the hell off. Make noise, get attention from other people. There’s power in making a scene.” From self defense classes he’d taught before he decided to take the shorter form and give it to her now. “You don’t know what people have. I don’t want to scare you, Y/N, but people are unpredictable. The most important thing is your safety, so getting away is the most ideal thing. But if you can’t, you want to make sure you have a good stance so they have less of a chance in grabbing you or knocking you over.” 

Planting both feet on the ground, he left his knees unlocked and kept his arms raised close to his body. “Shoulder width apart, arms up at your sides. Try it.” He stood next to her to show her, gently using his foot to nudge her legs a little further apart as he moved towards the front. “Put your dominant side leg out more in front of you. The worst thing to do is to have your knees locked because it’ll be easier to knock you over.” Rocking on his legs he demonstrated the right way to move, which she followed. There had been no doubt she’d catch on quickly, but he was still impressed. “Are you following along? This is just a crash course and we can meet again to go over more specifics but even just a little bit of this stuff can make or break you.” 

“I am. I really am interested in knowing it all, so keep going please.” She encouraged, eyes bright and determined. It was ridiculously cute in his opinion. “So what if someone grabs your arms?” 

 “If someone grabs you? You pull down. There’s more momentum that way and you’re likely to break free versus if you go up- may I touch you?” The permission was granted with a nod, his hands gripping firmly on to her forearms. “Try moving up, and then down.” 

Y/N followed instructions, immediately seeing the difference in it as she got her arms freed from his grip on the down pull. “Okay, I see. I’ve always meant to go to a self defense class but I’ve put it off… I’m really glad you were there last night. I was nervous to ask because I didn’t want to be overreacting but… I wasn’t sure.” A shrug of the shoulders followed her words. “I didn’t think the guy was gonna hurt me or anything but I didn’t know what he wanted. Why he was staying after I already said no.”

“No.” Harry said gruffly. “No. You don’t give them the benefit of the doubt, Y/N. The first priority is always to protect yourself. Even if you find it embarrassing after and no harm was meant, it’s always better to be safe rather than sorry. There’s nothing wrong with asking for help. You should do it.” The idea of her not asking because she worried about how it would come off made his chest hurt. 

“Listen, I think that our intuition is the best gift we have. It’s there to protect us, down to the most biological level. So if you felt the need to have protection it’s because your body knew it needed it. Okay?” His voice softened up at the end. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to sound like that, but I’ve seen what happens when women aren’t taken seriously. When guys think they’re overthinking or crazy. My sister…” he paused. “She was hurt because people told her she was overreacting, so she doubted her intuition. She’s okay now, but I’ve never forgotten about how she asked for help and people assumed that she just didn’t need it.” 

Harry didn’t talk about that period a lot. In all honesty, it surprised him that he’d even brought it up, but Y/N had gotten to that soft spot in his defenses and reminded him that he could be the one to help her avoid that sort of pain that he knew his sister had to go through.    

“I’m so sorry something happened to your sister, Harry.” Y/N whispered. “I promise I’ll listen to you and take your advice. That’s why I asked you. Something felt wrong and it was because there was no reason for him to be there waiting for me like that, and your car was in the side lot so he couldn’t see it… he thought I was alone.” Swallowing the lump in her throat at the thoughts of what If, she wrapped her arms around herself to self-soothe. “I know I watched a lot of true crime a couple years back and I used to think I was just being paranoid, but it was a wake up call. It wasn’t the first time I’ve dealt with a guy not taking no for an answer and thinking persistence was something that would wear me down, but it was the first time I felt that level of unsafe. My stomach hurt just looking out there.” 

Harry could only imagine. As much as it tugged on his heart to grab her and hug her body to his chest, he didn’t have that right. Not yet, anyways. “Christ, I know. He gave me the creeps too, if I’m being honest. If it makes you feel any better, I don’t think you overreacted and I think you’re incredibly brave to ask for my help. It’s exactly what you should do. You need to protect yourself at every turn, even if it’s exhausting.” 

“I know. I do, I did for a while but I didn’t think about it happening while working here. A lot of people ignore me most of the time which is fine, some flirt, but no one’s made me feel outright uncomfortable or unsafe before at work. I used to have one coworker back at a store I worked at that would be a bit too persistent but he left me alone after a while. I realize now that I should have said something back then.” 

“Y/N, I don’t want you to ridicule yourself for your past mistakes or actions in general. You made it here, you’re safe and you made the best decisions you could for the world that’s taught you that. But now, I want to teach you how to make sure you can get yourself out of any situation that could come up.” He felt sick at the idea of her having to use these skills but even for his own state of mind, it would help him feel better. 

“Okay.” She nodded, giving him her eyes. It felt like a hit to his chest, stealing his breath.  “Did you want to do more of this, then? I don’t want to keep you for too long because I know if I’m tired you must be exhausted. Can we plan to meet up again?” Harry was pretty sure his exhaustion had to be on his face for her to say it, but he had to agree. Today had been an unusually filled day, so next time he hoped to be able to do more. 

“That sounds good. We can text about it some more if you want to make a little schedule, but if you’d be comfortable you can meet me out at a park or something. I’ve got a nice one near my building if you want to do something in daylight. I think we’ve both got Wednesday’s off?” It was a wonder for him how luck had been on his side with coinciding days off, but he watched her nod and the ponytail she’d pulled back a few moments ago bouncing along with the motion. It was difficult for him not to be gross and think about holding said ponytail again, but he reminded himself that this wasn’t for his personal wants. She was trusting him with teaching her so he had to keep it in his pants. 

“Yeah! I’d love to do that.” She agreed easily. “Can I see your fish tank, though? Not trying to invite myself to your place, even though I kinda am. I just think it’s really cool that you have one.”

“Course, I don’t mind at all.” His chest felt lighter at her own willingness to go past just a coworker sort of thing and initiating getting to know more about him. “I’ll stay later and work on emails at the smoothie bar for the rest of the week then, make sure I’m here to walk you out. I’ll see if I’ve got some other self defense supplies too. I ordered some a while ago t’keep in my car and I know they accidentally sent me an extra taser.” They didn’t. He’d ordered it last night. 

“Oh, really? That would be so lovely of you to let me use it. I’ll pay you back for it.” Grabbing her water bottle from the side of the mats, she turned and surprised the hell out of him by wrapping her arms around his neck for a hug. It took him a second to reciprocate, blinking a few times in shock as he planted his palm over her back. He hoped to god he smelled decent and that the fact he’d had to use the soap the gym provided instead of his own today had been enough.

“Thank you, H. I really appreciate it. I love working here, but you’re so nice to me it’s crazy. I know you don’t have to do any of this for me but you’re going above and beyond and I.. I can’t think of a way to thank you.”

Harry prayed again that she couldn’t hear how hard his heart was beating- or at least thought it had something to do with the training as she rested her cheek against his chest and sort of snuggled in. It was by far the best hug he had ever had in his life. If he could have one of these a day, the stress level would most definitely be brought down. He’d almost bet on it. The feeling in his tummy swirled as he chuckled to disguise just how much he liked holding her, giving a gentle squeeze to her body. It felt so right to have her body pressed against his own, like she was meant to be there. “You’re lovely, Y/N. Course I’d do it for you. You’re a real gem, y’know that? It’s rare to meet someone with genuine kindness like you’ve shown everyone here.” It was crucial that she knew that he saw it. “As for a way to thank me?” 

He had a lot of ideas on that, but he settled on the more savory and far less inappropriate answer. Y/N was his little crush, but he wasn’t sure she had a clue. “All I want is for you t’keep yourself safe, come to me or call if you feel uncomfortable… and maybe a few extra shakes.”  He’d take a PB Choc or Strawberry Sunrise she made any day. 

“Mmm… You’ve got yourself a deal.” Y/N’s face was bright despite the tired eyes she had, pulling away from the hug. Immediately he mourned the warmth and plush of her body. If he could pull her back into the embrace without it being weird, he would. A new addiction. “But for now, you’ll act like the fierce protector you are and walk me to my car, yeah?”

“Anything for you, pet. Let’s go. Need to feed the fish.”

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fic rec 16!

SO! i haven’t been reading fic in a long time bc i’ve been reading books BUT, discovered this fic rec in my drafts from 2022 lol oops!

This is purely a fic rec blog, always reblogging fics I enjoy. usually Bucky x reader, sometimes Steve x reader, Chris Beck x reader, etc. So check out more I’ve reblogged on this page. :)

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Bucky x reader:

A Correspondence of Obligations by @pellucid-constellations prince!Bucky x princess!reader

“ Obedience, duty, pristine smiles—raised as the princess of an oppressive kingdom, you knew nothing else. Your father signed your life away at the ripe age of five, black ink bleeding into a contract between nations, fate cemented with the flick of a quill. So when the time came to fulfill the promises you were too young to make, you expected much of the same in the land of Brookshire. But Prince James had other plans, as did the enemies looming outside the castle walls.”

Sky Full of Song by @wkemeup pirate!Bucky x pirate/siren!reader

“Despite the bitter resentment of the crew, you found a home on Captain Barnes’ ship; on the ocean where you belonged, at the side of a captain you swore loyalty and heart to. But when course is plotted for a legendary island, the secret that has kept you alive for years is threatened to be revealed.”

Starting Gate by @navybrat817 motocross!Bucky x reader

“You attract the attention of your coworker's friend who just happens to be a handsome racer who plays for keeps.”

Oath by @softlybarnes (part of the Sugar series but can be reader alone) 40s Bucky x reader

“Bucky finally proposes to Y/N.”

Awake My Soul by @foreverindreamlandd​ Bucky x reader (Zombie apocalypse au)

“It’s been five years since zombies first started walking the Earth, destroying anything and everything in their wake. Now, in this apocalyptic world, fighting for survival comes as naturally as breathing. The one thing you’ve learned ever since they arrived, though, is that the living can be so much more dangerous than the undead. When you stumble across two young, scared boys lost in the woods and being chased by walkers, you go against your better judgment and help them to safety. Little did you know that helping them would lead you to Bucky - an angry, grumpy, distrusting member of the camp Shield. Bucky has zero interest in having you enter his life. He’s been hurt before and lost too many people to risk experiencing that kind of pain again, and he knows that there are secrets you aren’t telling the group. Yet, when push comes to shove, and you’re put at risk, he’ll stop at nothing to keep you safe.”

No Such Thing by @sanguineterrain college athlete!Bucky x reader

“You’ve been assigned to write a column for your school paper on the team’s spectacular running back. You don’t care very much for your university’s football team; you just can’t understand the hype, okay? Turns out your distaste for football bigheads was exactly on point: James Barnes is insufferable.”

Appointments by @buckycuddlebuddy Bucky x reader

“bucky barnes, finally being able to live freely in 21st century, accidentally gets a fuck buddy and starts to rediscover himself. the only weird thing about this situation is that you have to make an appointment to get railed by him.”

Recipe for Disaster by @seventven dad’s best friend!Bucky x reader

“your dad’s best friend bucky knows you have a crush on him. your parents invite him to join your family for the annual winter vacation”

In the Embers by @foreverindreamlandd Firefighter!Bucky x Fem!Plus Size!Adopted Rogers!Reader

“Bucky Barnes. The boy next door. Your brother’s best friend. The guy you’ve been in love with for as long as you can remember. Unrequited, that is, seeing that he only thinks of you as a sister (at least, that’s what you always thought). It’s been about a decade since you’ve returned home and reunited with the boy - now man - with stunning blue eyes and a smile that still puts a million butterflies in your stomach. You never expected to come back, thinking that you’d spend the rest of your life as a famous artist in Los Angeles with your boyfriend/manager. But things change, life gets messy, and now you’re back in your childhood bedroom living with your mom and working at the townie bar to make ends meet while you try to figure out what the hell to do next. The one thing that hasn’t changed? Bucky Barnes is still the boy next door, and there’s no running from him this time.”

Love in Four Acts by @chouettedubois neighbor MCU Bucky x nurse!reader

“You’re a nurse living in Brooklyn. You’ve got a crush on your next door neighbour who doesn’t seem to know you exist. One day his cat finds its way into your apartment, forcing you both to finally meet. That’s when you learn that he’s James Buchanan Barnes, ex-Winter Soldier. Well, there goes your chances. Or maybe getting close to a superhero isn’t as far-fetched as it sounds.”

Plaything part one + two by @captain-buckyyy virgin!Bucky x reader

“bucky’s innocence is just too much for you to resist”

calamitous love series by @classylo princess!reader x commoner!bucky

“Reader is a modern princess under immense pressure to marry before she takes the crown, she choose her Prince Charming four years ago… but he didn’t choose her back. He left her with a broken heart and her kingdom to rule alone. Four years later, reader is in an arranged engagement with a man who she can see herself loving… one day… everything seems to be falling into place until her original prince shows up at her engagement party determined to win her back before her wedding day.”

Not Even a Little by @intrepidacious roommate!Bucky x reader, modern au

“The problem of living with Bucky is that he makes it impossible not to fall in love with him. Even though you could list several hundred reasons why it’s a bad idea. And you have.”

Followed You by @cwbucky Bucky x reader

“You meet this guy named Bucky through Instagram. Even though neither of you knows what the other person looks like, you two immediately connect. Things get complicated when you start your new job at Stark Industries and you catch a glimpse of the handsome Sergeant Barnes.”

Matched by @nony-bear Alpha!Bucky x omega!reader

“Bucky Barnes always dreamed of settling down with a mate but after decades of trauma leaving him a grumpy old man with a robotic arm he’s convinced no one could love an alpha like him. Begrudgingly he follows his therapist advice and enrolls in the Swan Program a mate matching program offered but the new aged bio-tech company Mate-Tech”

Body Talk by @boxofbonesfic trainer!Bucky x plus size!reader

“You’re determined to come out of this breakup a better you, but Bucky likes the you you are.”

King in Your Story by @sinner-as-saint viking!Bucky x princess!reader

“Everyone in your father’s Kingdom knows that the Vikings often raid the castle’s warehouses. They take anything they want. Food, gold, weapons. Although they never seem to hurt your subjects. But you had had enough. Given your training, and your need to defend your Kingdom, your father agrees to let you trap the Vikings and bring them in for negotiation because this habit of theirs needs to be stopped. You hated the Vikings, and you thought you always would. Until the moment you met a pair of blue eyes which made your world stand still. Bucky was the Chief of his people; muscular, rough and tumble, and arrogant. Not to mention a shameless flirt, and he got on your nerves the most. But you knew it from the very day you laid eyes on his very handsome face that no matter how hard you tried, some part of you couldn’t fully hate him, nor resist him - even if he was the rival.”

Oh Baby, Oh Baby by @tooearlyforthis Bucky x reader

“As a new recruit, y/n isn’t allowed to go on all the missions yet. To make matters worse, they left behind another, someone that she had despised ever since she first stepped foot in the compound - James Buchanan Barnes.”

Before You by @m4tthewmurd0ck prince!Bucky x baker!reader

reader is a baker who happens to work at a shop the royals enjoy getting baked goods from :)

Steve Rogers x reader:

Rising Tide by @pellucid-constellations surfer!Steve x reader

“A relationship built up from the ocean floor, you and Steve had lifetime worth of memories—most best friends did. But things were beginning to change, unspoken feelings creating a rift that cast a shadow over the bond you called home. Unfortunately for you, rip currents are often hardest to spot in the dark”

[c0stiffen]

OK I FINALLY WAS ABLE TO REDESIGN THEM!!!! So these two meet when Arven is attacked by a Pokemon Titan, Mabosstiff and Arven are injured from the attack but are found by the Segin Squad.

And yes. they smooch.

[tightjeansjavi]

Now that I’ve been going to the gym more frequently, (go me!) I find myself thinking about what it would be like to work out with Joel…

maybe he’s one of the personal trainers at your local gym, and you can’t take your eyes off of him, and he’s secretly pining for you as well. Sometimes he watches you workout, and he thinks he’s being discreet about it, but you catch him every time. If it were any other man in the gym, you’d feel violated and disgusted, but there’s just something about Joel Miller that sends your pussy pulsing every time you meet his lustful gaze in the mirror.

So, one night you decide you’re finally going to talk to him, and actually talk to him. Not just exchange a few words of meager small talk. The gym is completely empty on this Friday night, and when you don’t immediately see your forbidden gym crush, your heart sinks and you think about turning around and walking straight out the door and back to your car—when you hear an all-too familiar manly grunt in front of the row of ellipticals, and there he fucking is. The man of the hour, shirtless, drenched, and dripping in sweat, haunched on one of the benches with a heavy dumbbell in his grasp. He’s focused on his form in the mirror, making sure he’s engaging the right muscles until he’s distracted by your presence.

His brows raise in amusement before he sets the weight off to the side and swings his strong thighs across the bench so he’s straddling it and facing you completely.

“Well, shit.” He chuckles, reaching for rag to wipe the sweat from his face. “Didn’t even hear ya come in, sweetheart. Thought I was alone.”

You can feel the heat rise to your cheeks as he shamelessly drinks in your gym attire. The way your tits look fucking amazing in that new sports bra you bought. And god—your thighs? He’s already imagining what they would feel like wrapped around his head, crushing his skull just enough that he goes dizzy for a moment.

“Sorry!” You squeak out, adjusting the strap to your gym bag across your shoulder. “I don’t…want to distract you from your workout so I’ll just—”

“S’alright.” He interjects warmly with a boyish grin, “I was just finished with this set, anyway.”

“Cool, cool.” You laugh nervously, tearing your gaze away from him and look towards the direction of the secluded and very private workout room. “I’ll get out of your hair.”

He opens his mouth to speak, but you already have scurried off before he even gets the chance to say anything at all.

He checks the time on his phone; midnight. And then he checks the front doors to see if anyone else might be coming in for a late night workout. The parking lot is completely empty sans yours and his cars. He shrugs, weighing out his options before he pads off in the direction of the private workout room.

You’re too focused on your stretching to even notice his broad stature leaned against the open doorframe, arms crossed over his bare chest, one foot propped up against the door.

“You look pretty fuckin’ stiff.” He dryly comments.

You whip around, an incredulous look briefly washes over your face till you find yourself grinning in his direction. “Yeah? Well, why don’t you come over here and help a gal out?”

He catches your tone, the way you subtly eye him up and down, locking in on the growing tent in his loose gym shorts. “Ya givin’ me permission?” He asks, cocking his head to the side, eagerly awaiting your response.

“Permission, consent. It’s all yours.” You wink and he’s on you immediately, slinking up behind you like a damn cat. He’s so fucking big up close, muscles flexing in the mirror when he wraps his arm around you from behind and pulls your back flush against his chest. “Relax.” He rasps, “can’t fuck ya when you’re this fuckin’ stiff.” He quips, and drops his freehand between your thighs, dragging his fingers right through the covered seam of your pussy, feeling just how wet you already are, and it’s all for him.

“Fuuck.” He chuckles, “your pretty little pussy is already droolin’ for me, huh? Yeah, she fuckin’ is. Gonna give ‘er a real proper stretch in jus’ a minute.”

And he does just that, with his fingers, his cock, and he finds out just how powerful your thighs really are.

[destiny-smasher]

A commission drawn by Vicku, depicting Nemona and Penny after a long day of work. Made for my Pokemon SV timeskip fic, Operation Comet Punch.

[mountainsandmayhem]

Wings. Fire. Magic.

Joel Miller AU - 18+

Summary: Your plan, to steal a dragons egg to save your family. Your reality, falling in love with the handsome dragon trainer.

A/N: Whoa, I did not imagine this turning into any sort of series, it started as a silly idea and the love and encouragement was insane to me! THANK YOU! Divider by @saradika-graphics

Please check each part for content warnings, this story will contain scenes that contain sexual acts as well as violence.

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

[milliemuus]

WIP

I found an Iyowa song that has given me inspiration

[senoleaf]

“Hmm,” he murmured, eyes squinting at the fluttering sheet in his hand, struggling to even discern the words in near absolute darkness. “No exact location, no actual date or time or anything. Guess we just gotta wing it as usual.”

— — —

from my Lost Silver/Door's Open (Strangled Red) centric fanfic "Golden Soul and Silver Heart"

(beware of the tags on ao3!)

[astralnymphh]

MDNI!!

attending trainer!abbys private class, one on one, leg–to–chest stretching. imagine her hulky hand planted cupply on the hind of your lower–shin, applying a denting pressure that stretches your hamstrings and calves nicely, a pressure nice enough to excentuate the hale grooves of her muscles, fair flesh binding with aquamarine veins branching under the transluscency– and the utmost noticeable gesture, her hips hoisting up into your butt. totally void of purpose, surely? surely on your cherub feathered soul? wrong. red buzzer noise. that prodding of her woolen drawstrings daring enough to poke the clad crevice of your ass– purpose soaked. man, that neutral look she dons, porpoise gray staring into you, and all that chalks up in conversation was her dull mutter of, "doin' good?" to which you beck and hum, "mh–hm," cause there was a wayward hell churning between the both of you, a lust bleeding uncontrollably into your veins. omg, imagine she hooks your leg over, knee to shoulder calf draping over, and she uses her torso instead to push on your leg, cotton tender breasts embracing either side of your thigh– cracking a cocksure grin, she knows what stream her intentions lead to. ౨ৎ bro then goes, "jeez, loosen up newbie. can't be this tight on game day~" in her mellow honey voice AUGHHH.

i ain't ever write for abby, so this is a first 🐚

[teapopp]

forgot to put it here 😨

[bluesgrxce]

Yandere Trainer Red x Reader

[Part 1]

It's fucking cold.

That's the first thought you had this morning. Because it wasn't gentle sunlight that woke you, but harsh chills that had you trembling in your sleep. The damp cave walls and high-pitched whistling wind from outside weren't helping either. For the past half hour, you've huddled near Charizard for warmth. 

So of course it's cold. You live in a cave. On Mt. Silver. During the height of winter. Worst yet, it wasn't like you were forced to be here. You could be sleeping in a warm bed right now, and you definitely would've chose that if it weren't for--

A blanket fell over your shoulders. You peeked around to see Red standing over you. He crouched to your level on the ground, resting a hand on your shoulder. He gazed at you intently.

...If it weren't for your boyfriend, who still made your face heat up everytime you saw him.

"Thanks." You craned your neck at him in confusion. "How come you're not shivering? Like, at all?"

He shrugged dismissively, only pulling the blanket tighter around your body. He was adjusting it until you were comfortable. You smiled in appreciation, but that quickly faded away when another chill washed over.

Charizard's tail swung closer like an offering, attempting to help with its fire. You sighed in relief; Red didn't bat an eye. His reaction made you groan out, "Look... I guess you're okay with this type of weather, since you've lived up here for years. But I still think we need to consider getting a house."

A pause. His eyes bore into you from underneath the brim of his hat, just barely reaching yours, and yet they told you exactly how he felt about that. 

"I know you didn't like the idea before, but everything would be so much more convenient if we did. Maybe we can compromise and get a house at the base of the mountain. You can still train up here whenever you want, but we won't have to worry about the weather and we'll get more visitors-"

He grabbed your hand and firmly held it down. Accompanied by another stern glare, he slowly shook his head no. You wore a stunned expression until his answer fully set in. Once you looked away in defeat, he returned to making your spot more comfortable.

You watched in silence, mouth twisting like a sour taste on your tongue. Moments like these weren't rare. No matter how logical or eloquent your argument was, it always flew over his head. He always shut you down with a single look. 

But even though you were huffing angrily, you knew he still cared about you. It was evident in his cautious and thoughtful touch. He had to have his own reasons for living like this. He had to know something you didn't. Maybe it was for the better that you were with him. 

Or is it? If he loves you so, every word of yours should reach him. He shouldn't be coldly denying you this way. And perhaps he should just explain himself for once instead of leaving you in the dark all the time. 

He wasn't going to. You knew that, and with a dejected slump, you chose not to press him. You were going to sit here and let him do as he pleased. You would be okay with it, because that's what he wanted, and you loved him. 

Because he loved you too. He had to. He just had a different way of showing it. 

Well, you were going to just sit there for him, if it weren't for a familar voice echoing from the cave's entrance.

"Hey, are you guys home?!"

Red grumbled. He left your side to go across the cave and pick up his trainer bag. Charizard perked up once he pulled its Poke Ball out. It got the hint and returned to the Poke Ball, taking the heat with it. You were about to scold him for that until he a calculating expression appeared on his face. It was the same one he used when he was contemplating a battle.

"Wow, love what you've done with the interior decoration..." That sarcastic voice belonged to Blue, who was strutting inside like he owned the place. He examined the area with a smirk. "I guess this is what happens when you leave Red in charge of it."

He was referring to the vast space that was nearly empty besides camping gear.  But what more could one expect from a literal cave?

Still, the snarky comment managed to earn a challenging glare out of Red. He suddenly held Charizard's Poke Ball towards his rival.

You begged, "Please don't fight in the cave again. It might actually collapse on us this time."

"I'm surprised it hasn't already." Blue grinned. "That's not what I came here for, not now at least! There's always time later."

Red put the Poke Ball down. His shoulders were rigid and his glare icy, yet he managed to calmly walk away. He chose to organize his bag instead of paying attention to either of you. 

You rested an elbow on your knee, supporting your face by your fist. You knew he was an introvert, but he didn't have to be rude to every visitor that showed up, especially since you barely got any.

Blue leaned over. "What's with the long face? Mad I didn't ring the doorbell?"

Nevermind. Maybe it was okay to be rude to Blue.

"I wish we had a doorbell." Those words came out louder than expected. Red peeked at you from the corner of his eye. Nervously biting your lip, you changed the subject. "Um, so if you're not gonna battle now, what are you here for?"

He shrugged. "Just to check on ya! You two dorks never come down anymore, so everyone in Pallet Town thought you guys died!"

You were taken aback. "Was everybody really that worried?"

"Eh, that wasn't quite their words, but they were thinkin' it," He said.

"You were thinking it," You said.

"And should I have not?" He didn't bother to pretend, frustration peaking within him. "Obviously Red never visited much, but you used to. So what was I supposed to think? It's the coldest place in the region and Red probably wouldn't say anything if you-"

"I've been super busy, okay? I was planning to come down again for a while now."

Blue narrowed his eyes from being interrupted. You didn't apologize because it wasn't something you regretted- Whatever he was about to say, it would likely piss Red off even more, and that's something you needed to avoid.

He scoffed in disbelief. "Oh yeah? Like when?"

"Like... Um..."

Only now did it occur to you that he was right. You tried to go see your old friends every few weeks, but it was months ago when you last left the mountain. No wonder he thought you were dead.

Where did all that time go? What were you doing when you could have been catching up with people?

Your gaze subconsciously landed on Red, who was still distracting himself. You winced in guilt, not even wanting to consider blaming it on him, but he was seriously the only person you've seen these past months.

...He wouldn't mind a little break then, would he? He shouldn't mind. It's not like you were forced to be here, after all. 

You stood up, allowing the blanket to fall off your shoulders. "Like right now. I might as well go since you're here."

Red spun around. Every other word went straight through him, but those ones hit him hard, and it was crystal clear in his seething look.

"Good choice," Blue said. "I was gonna force at least one of you to leave with me anyway."

Ignoring his smug attitude, you began preparing yourself for the journey ahead. Another chill ambushed you as you gathered your supplies. But it wasn't from the cold. It was from Red's stare across the cave. You froze. 

He was silently judging your decision. Silently disapproving with a deep frown that shoved you into further guilt. Your head hanged low to avoid eye contact.

Blue quirked an eyebrow at the exchange. He crossed his arms and sent an irritated gaze back at Red. "What's your problem? It's not like we're stopping you from coming too!"

His only response was a grunt. He marched forward until you were in reach, tightly wrapping an arm around your waist. It's like he was challenging Blue again, but not to a Pokemon battle this time.

Before the situation got any worse, you whispered in Red's ear. "Listen, it won't take long. I'll just let everyone know we're okay and get some stuff too. Aren't we running low on food?"

He didn't seem to be listening until that last part. After a quiet moment of reflection, he hummed in defeat. It would be hopeless to argue since you were right.

"So are you guys finally settled?" Blue chimed in.

You looked at Red expectantly. He looked back at you hesitantly. It took a bit, but he eventually huffed and peeled himself off your body. Then you told Blue, "Yeah. I'll be ready to go in a bit."

"Fine by me! Meet me outside the entrance!"

He left the cave and you could finally continue gathering what you needed without feeling judged. The last thing you had to do was pass by Red to grab your trainer bag, which was left right next to his. You threw it over your shoulder and said, "I'll be back s-"

But he was already walking away.

You were in awe. No words came to mind, just geniune shock at the cold shoulder. You could only stare at him like he was far, far away when physically it was a mild gap at most. But emotionally, that's where he was. Distancing himself as far as possible.

Was he going to do that every time you leave from now on...?

It didn't feel like there was anything you could do, so you just let him be. You set off the mountain with Blue and naturally, it didn't take long for him to speak up. Naturally, it was so he could tease you. 

"You know you don't need his permission to leave, right?"

You rolled your eyes. "Obviously." 

"Obviously, huh? 'Cause it sure seemed like you forgot for a second back there. How are you gonna let him tell you what to do when he doesn't even talk?" He laughed tauntingly.

It was hard to tell if it purposely, but somehow, he was making sense. At least enough sense that it made you defensively turn away. "He doesn't tell me what to do. I like being with him and he likes this mountain, that's all there is to it. Why can't you understand that?"

"You know what I understand?" His tone was suddenly argumentative. "That he shouldn't be isolating you up here and getting all pushy when you try to leave. Childish, really!"

"Oh, so now you can talk about being childish?" You retorted, "And he isn't isolating me. He let me leave today, right?"

"Today, he did. But will he tomorrow? Or the next? Or the--"

"You're looking too deep into it. Don't think about it."

Because you certainly didn't want to. You'd have to question everything your relationship was built on and it was your whole life at this point.

Blue only smirked. "Somebody's gotta. And if you're not gonna tell him like it is, then I will!"

"Don't embarrass yourself like that," You groaned.

The topic ended there. Other miscellaneous conversations happened along the way, but none of them would stick with you quite the way this one did.

× × ×

(This was my first time writing for a non-verbal character, so gimmie criticism if you have it.)

You love Red so much that you read fanfiction about him. I love Red so much that I would live in a cave just to be with him. We are not the same

Btw were any of you aware that Charizard is only 5'7? The height of a human being? Even though Charizard is literally a dragon? Short king I guess but like,,, Why was I not aware

[cochineal-leviat]

"After Kieran was defeated by the person he looked up the most in front of everyone, he fell into a darker spiral - willing to do everything to become powerful. But the events in the Underdepths of Area Zero shook him awake. Running on his last fumes, he and Carmine take a break from their studies. But, before the trip back to Kitakami, he waits a little longer on Unova's mainland to spend more time with Flore before feeling useless in his hometown. Flore invites him over to their dorm room to chat.

Naturally, Kieran wonders why the prodigal champion invited him over."

Eh, the comic is a bit rough; I did it quickly as a burst of inspiration hit. Maybe I will clean it up sometime later. Idk.

Heyo! I enjoyed the Indigo Disk immensely, and while the game still has issues - I still loved it. A Kieran has rapidly become my favourite character. He was already in the Teal Mask, but the second part skyrocketed him to first place. (Red Onion boy having a mental breakdown was both horrifying and hilarious to witness)

A bit of backstory: initially, I was going to write the MC as Florian since I chose his model while playing the game. But I realised in the middle of writing that I accidentally kept switching between they, she and he pronouns. I suppose I was also imagining Juliana in the MC's places, so I combined them. (Flore out catching genders like Pokemon) Unfortunately, I could not work Juliana's name into the MC's first name, so Juliana (or a variation) is their second name. Essentially, you can still picture Julliana and or Florian in Flore's place; it's your choice!

I tried writing Flore by incorporating headcanons and traits I have seen floating around the fandom for Scarvio's player characters. And my own experiences, of course. So, I hope I do them justice. Please enjoy!

Ps: if anyone wants to see more info or art about Flore, I would be happy to share more :p