#were an eevee who was just starting to really love yourself...

[efverse]

i can't live up to what you left...

[alexissara]

My Dream Pokémon Game: Pokémon Contest Legends

Despite the fact that since Ultra Sun and Moon I think Pokémon has mostly been on a decline serving up fairly poor games, especially in the main line entries, Pokémon still has a special place in my heart. So I wanted to talk about what spin off game I would love to see happen in the series.

An element really hyped up in the anime is Pokémon Contests giving full ass contest arcs, this would trickle into the manga as well and in my imagination Contests were a big deal in the world. For me they were always this nice element where you weren't having animals beat each other up but preforming with an animal and that felt very different and very sweet. So this game revolves around Pokemon Contests expanding them into a full fledged game rather than a side event.

Customization

This is the name of the game, this game is all about showing off and feeling like you really are connecting with your favorite Pokémon. Taking the cute mini games of the series and elevating them to not a half ass side show but a fleshed out part of the Pokémon world. Having a full roster of lovely outfits for you and your Pokémon to share. Dressing up Pokémon and yourself was such a massive feature of contests in the Pokémon anime and is a long time requested feature of many fans which has only happened a few times. Cosplay Pikachu was given a limited set of outfits, ash hat pikachus exist to give Pikachu a little accessory, and Partner Pikachu and Eevee were both given several outfits in Let's Go. So I think it's about time the dress up was elevated both for trainers and Pokémon.

Your Pokémon and you preform together in contests showing off your style and kicking butt at bringing the elements of contests together as you aim to be the Contest Master. The Pokémon outfits could work with compatibility frames and work on body type molds so some outfits are for some types of bodies like serpentine bodies, quadruped, humanoid, etc.

Clothing should be totally ungender locked your performers and performers get fucky with gender some times. A lot of human outfits can be meant to match with Pokémon but also should have some fun costumes, references to older trainers in the series, and some modern Harajuku deals to really sell the fashionable customization elements.

Customization could be bolstered like in Animal Crossing by allowing people to upload patterns and designs and really allowing a player's agency to go above and beyond for these contests to create truly dazzling and unexpected performances.

Pokémon Roster

The game mixes things up breaking away from your normal choice of starters by instead leading you chose from one of three Mythical Pokémon who were amazed by your performance getting to chose between Victini, Manaphy, and Celebi as your starting contest Pokémon. Instead equally fun would be a mystery Dungeon esc personality quiz that results in you getting suggested one Pokémon that fits your personality but the ability to instead chose any you like after from a selection of Pokémon. You could even go with just picking between Eevee and Pikachu the series two mascots given Let's Go gave them several adorable outfits already and they are extremally iconic starters most people wouldn't mind not even evolving.

I think ideally this game could work with the existing models from Pokémon Unite along with creating new models of similar qualities since the game already has lots of outfits to dress up your mons in but obviously the 59 final evos with 54ish [not totally sure] Pokémon from the evo lines making a total of 103 Pokémon already model in the style. Double that to like 200 and bam that's a respectable roster for a Pokémon game. If you were getting frisky you could go with 300 even. Add some contest staples from the anime and games like Altaria, Milotic and Seviper and you got a classic roster that is sure to hit generations of people in the nostalgia bones.

Pokémon Catching

Catching Pokémon would work similarly to Legends Arceus with it being quick and easy to throw balls at Pokémon and mostly being a human vs mon kinda vibe but with the ability to send out your Pokémon to help support you in catching Pokémon. The battle mechanics are not the focus and instead the contest abilities simply help you put pressure on Pokémon. You'd have dex like in the legends game with tasks to complete that progress and give you rewards.

This could bring in a classic element, shiny hunting, and more to broaden the games audience and still allow for the really personal feeling of teams in Pokémon games.

That said I could see a method of catching Pokémon that is instead Pokémon basically willingly joining up with you after wild performances but perhaps a system like that and a system like Legends Arecus both could co exist.

Pokémon Raising

Pokémon can progress through capturing Pokémon, entering contesting, clearing dex challenges, and pokefood. Like in legends arecus and go releasing Pokémon can provide you with food to feed your Pokémon to raise their contest stats taking a bit of the old Pokeblock system but adding a new twist to it. In addition other Pokefood could be bought in shops and stuff and sharing a meal with your Pokemon can raise their stats and your relationship together up.

I think taking the existing bounding mechanics and shifting them to work outside of a battle oriented context will be less annoying for the hard core end of players who feel it is breaking their immersion in a Pokémon battle since in a contest feelings, bounds, and relationship all make perfect sense.

Narrative

Narratively I would love for the game to have more social elements and be less focused on saving the world although it could still be a factor, it be silly fun to stop the world from ending by everyone putting on the best Pokémon contest ever. I do think the stakes of just aiming to be the best Contest Master are good enough though letting the player kind of pace their own side goals.

It wouldn't hurt for a Pokémon game to have dating sim elements but if they wanted to skew the game younger then like ya know that could be cut but this is my dream game so fuck it, it has to have dating sim elements and you only be gay in it, my dream game, no straights allowed Pokémon.

Closing Thoughts

There are plenty of areas I could have went into more detail on but this is already fairly long and it was just really like a little idea I wanted to spill out of my mouth after months of thinking about it. Let me know what you think and what you would like to see in a game like this.

Also if you liked this sharing it and liking it let me know maybe I should make more shit like this and even more then that going over to my Patreon and Ko-fi really let me know I should keep doing something. I am easily bought but even more then those two things recommending me for work is always fantastic, I always appreciate being reached out to rather then having to apply from ground zero.

[goldennightengale]

HELLO!!! I saw your post about the symbiote! reader and wanted to make a request!

Requested!character dates a pokemon trainer!s/o who owns a variety of pokemon *you can pick the pokémon* but their Pikachu is always out of his pokeball and following them wherever they are? Like?? Imagine the bickering between Grim and Pikachu?!

Pikachu: Pika pi....PIKA!!!! *cheeks literally begin to spark*

Grim: Shut yer yappin! I, the great Grim, only stole your food because yer was too slow!

Can you do this request with the dorm leaders? If not, you can do it with three characters of your choosing! Thank you so much!

Warnings: slight mention of eating live Pokémon (Appletun), existential crisis (Ruggie)

Gender Neutral MC

Pikachu, I choose you!

You were so close to completing your final challenge. Standing in front of the final Pokémon Gym, you were prepared to risk it all for your dream of becoming a master trainer. Your Pikachu, a sweet little thing you named Poppy after her love for poppy seeds, nuzzled into your cheek.

She was there with you every step of the way. From the day you chose your starter Pokemon, Poppy had been growing alongside you in both strength and determination. She shared your pain and joy, your tears and frustrations, and listened to your stories of your family every night. She was practically a part of your family by now.

So now you stood together at the final hurdle. You steeled your breath and slowly turned the handle to the battle room, slowly pushing through before the ground beneath you shattered. You screamed and clung to your Pikachu, falling through the void into an adventure you’d never imagined for yourself…

Trey Clover

When I tell you Poppy adores this man 

Literally was attached at the hip the second she met him because he made her blueberry poppyseed muffins

Was he trying to use her as an excuse to see you more often?

Maybe…

Don’t worry, he made sweets for you too!

He really likes your Alcremie and Appletun, though he does find it funny you had sweet themed Pokémon in your world

Yes, he is slightly mortified by the fact that children will just walk up to Appletun and start eating it and it would let them do it

Does not understand when you say he looks like a Shaymin

Rook Hunt

Poppy unintentionally started a never-ending game of hide-and-seek with him and even now you don’t understand what is happening

She can find Rook no matter where he hides and he loves it

It’s like when a cat stares into a corner at something you can’t see

They have fun and you don’t really mind (though you do get spooked occasionally)

Gets along best with your Decidueye and Froakie, though your Eevees feel a bit nervous when he’s around too long 

He mentioned their tail fur being quite the rewarding trophy and now they kinda fear him

Whoops… 

Ruggie Bucchi

Poppy and Ruggie are now partners in crime

She loves when he gives her a portion of his spoils and he is grateful for Poppy’s small size

Great for getting into those hard-to-reach snack dens certain Savanaclaw students make around the campus

Poor you having to clean up their mess and apologize for your little thieves

He adores your Mightyena and Zoroark and definitely gets them involved in the shenanigans 

Has a slight crisis over you owning a whole ass HYENA POKEMON

Howdy, hey! Sorry for this being such a short post. I have been a bit drained from writing so many things and the fact that I haven't been too involved in Pokemon gave me quite a struggle while writing this request. I hope you enjoyed it regardless of the length, and maybe I shall rewrite this to better suit your request.

I hope my work fulfilled your fantasy! - GN

[freestyle-crocodile-trashpile]

Master list 4

Cod

Summary: while you were impersonating them they walk in, but instead of being embarrassed you kept doing it

Summary: How Alejandro and Rodolfo cuddle you

Summary:Your a very good passing trans guy

Summary:Your a foxy person with sharp teeth, one day you accidentally bite them alittle to hard and help clean the bite

Summary:Part Two to Face

Summary: You got alittle too drunk causing you to join the strippers on the pole

Summary:Soap has a boyfriend... who's an eldritch god

Summary:On the outside your a super fun and cheerful guy but in the inside your hurting and you slowly start to lose your cheerfulness

Summary:You're loud, kind, funny, and caring, and even though Ghost always said he didn't like you cause you were "obnoxious," yet he falls for you

Pokémon

Summary:All your eevees evolved into sylveo

Supernatural

Summary:Dean always looks at the girls, well, until you come along

Summary:A lazy day for the brothers is the best kind of day with their boyfriend

Summary:The brothers get help from Narayan (changed Tanakas' name to that since he isn't Japanese) who knows a Reaper, but the brothers aren't hunting the one he knows

Summary:They find you mid-workout

Fnaf

Summary:The family has to go through two deaths at once, you and Elizabeth

Summary:One night, sneak into the pizzeria with your older brother without him noticing

Summary:One day, while working the night shift, you snap, all the stress and pressure of school really makes your snap

Summary: You are super causal about your job even though you could die

Summary:There's been a few...deadly incidents in the pizzeria lately

Dragon age

Summary:You have big hands to go with your bigger build

Summary:You walk into the main hall for the inquistor to judge you

Summary:You somehow figured out how to make a dragon not kill you, not necessarily tame

Summary:Your a single dad, while also inquistor

Summary:No matter the situation, you always have a hand on their thigh

Summary:You have massive horns all over yourself

Obey me

Summary:The brothers see a change in Lucifer, and that chance was a him being a bit cautious around you

Summary:The majority of devildom still treated the brothers horribly, calling them fallen angels. But there was a chef, a demon chef, who didn't care. And he was a damn good chef

Summary: It's movie night, and you love to mess with Belphegor

Summary:Satan charges at the wrong guy

Summary:What the MC protection group is like

Summary: You zone out while staring at Luke since you remember when he knew you

Summary: Part 2 to "face down"

Summary: Part two for "6-armed chef"

Summary:You get a little drunk off the wine Diavolo had at a party and offer the brothers to sit on your lap

Summary:You're not only half demon, but a prince from a large and stronger kingdom than devildom

Summary: Not everyone who walks into devildom is fearless, especially not humans.

Summary:Part 2 to royalty reader

Summary:You're the new exchange student, and you happen to be mcs best friend

Demon Slayer

Summary:You're a demon, but a harmless one. You go out looking for food for your non demon siblings and the trio heae about you from their crows

Summary: You're a hashire to truly fear

Summary:While you were watching TV with your cat, you suddenly had a burning feeling in your chest.... It only got worse and worse

Summary: These triplets aren't that friendly, especially when your a demon

Summary:You're the Kyofu Hashira

Summary:You die to save them

Summary:She comes home after a long mission to see you baking

Summary: After Mitsuri was rejected, she lifted something very heavy and got a boys attention from it

Summary:What the hashiras think of the Kyofu hashira

Summary: Everyone has a day off at the hot springs in the swordsmith village

Mha

Summary:You take forever in stores

Summary:You fall asleep just about anywhere, a lot

Summary:You notice that Midoriya shared his location while at Hosu City and headed to the location, but you and the hero killers quirks both revolve blood

Summary:Your trans and don't know which locker room to go to

Atsv

Summary: You get the wrong idea of when your roommate vents their problem to you

Summary:Their kids have a little crush on you

Summary:In another universe, they found out their gay for a dude

Summary:You drive them to a different state on accident

Summary: You didn't understand why you felt so bad while at Miles house

Summary:Being spiderman and a trans teen was too much for you, especially when Miguel was pissed and yelling at you

Bg3

Summary:When your tired you can't keep your hands off them

Summary:Your glad you can't see yourself in the mirror, but it's all Astarion wants

Summary:You bring them the head of their enemy

Summary:You made the deal with Rapheal so your daughter wouldn't have a mindflyer dad

Summary:You take forever to wake up, and is to heavy of a sleeper to wake up

Summary:Orin was nothing compared to your fists

Summary:Kids love to put marshmallows on your horns.

Summary:The touch of a devil is more comforting than your family

Summary:You're drunk and crying at the tiefling party while snuggling with Scratch. Why? He's just that cute

Summary:You called us, brain baby, and your keeping it as if it's your child

Summary:You gave them a ring you found

Summary:Raphael takes you out on a date in baldurs gate

Summary:Astarion saw how much his plan worked, and now, he can't help but regret it

Summary:Raphael makes a deal, but you can't believe him

Summary:After all this time, you finally break from all the stress. Right infront of them.

Summary:They get a surprise visit from you, since you need their bodyheat for the harsh cold nights

Summary:You're extremely underweight.

Summary:Modern Au hcs

Summary:Astarion looked everywhere for Gale, only to find him in your bed

Summary:Youve never been one to worship, at least, not to any gods

Tnmn

Summary: You refuse to let go in the morning

Jjk

Summary: Sukuna walks in at the perfect time.

Summary:You wake up to the most unexpected thing.

Summary:Your sweet looks hid your insanity, which Sukuna took advantage of.

Summary:The laugh of a hyena scared you more than Sukuna

Summary:Yuji asked you on a date! Yet you can't wrap your head around why he would

Summary:Your feeding Sukuna without Yuji realizing

Summary:You stuggle to unlock the door

Summary:Sukuna uses your hatred and fear to his advantage

Summary:They have to babysit a curse

Summary:There wallet gets stolen by a bird

Summary:You love Nanami! It's so weird he doesn't acknowledge you at work..

Summary:Waking up to Hakari and Kirara

[servin-up-surveys]

survey #199

Have you ever bought a YouTuber’s merch? I have two Cloak shirts, which is owned by Markiplier and jacksepticeye. I would love to have more products by YouTubers with how much of my time goes into watching their shit lmao

Do you think oatmeal tastes better when made with water or milk? MILK. It's not even a competition.

Have you ever left a note in a library book? No.

What time of day do you prefer to wash your hair? Daytime, because I have more strength in my legs early in the day.

Has anyone ever spread lies about you? Yeah, I'd say by the time you're an adult, most people have dealt with this to some severity.

Have you ever taken a photograph with a celebrity? If so, did it turn out the way you wanted, or do you wish you could retake it? No. I'm kinda scared to do this even if I had the opportunity, because first of all I'd feel annoying, but also, I'm sure I'd hate how I looked in it lol.

If you could move out of your home country permanently, would you? If so, where would you go? Not by this phase in my life. I know and cherish too many people here to leave. I hate the U.S., but I love these people more than I hate this county.

Do you think that after we die our spirit is still alive? I think so, at least in some way, but I won't bet my life on that. Honestly I'm fine with the concept of after death, there's nothing. No awareness. I really think it adds more beauty to life while we have it.

Have you ever felt like you were someone’s rebound? No.

Did you have a lot of role models as a kid? I wouldn't say A LOT. It was mostly people like Steve Irwin or Jeff Corwin, Jane Goodall too.

Do you feel like anyone looks up to you? Why or why not? Big no, because what's there to look up to? What've I got goin' on over here? I don't mean that in a pity-hungry sort of way, I just factually am not doing inspirational things, other than fighting mental illness I suppose.

Who is the nicest person you know? My mom.

Do you feel safe in your country? Not really, no, because I'm just waiting for a bomb to drop on the capitol, and certainly NC would be in the blast radius. I'm pretty convinced that's how I'm gonna die, tomorrow or 40 years from now.

Do you know anyone who has been struck by lightning before? Not directly, but my mom did get shocked one night during a severe storm when she was just running water into a soda can to clean it before disposing of it. She's joked that she's still waiting for her new powers to come in, lol.

Which cartoon character would you want to keep as a pet? An Eevee or Vulpix.

Do you like marshmallows? Yes.

Have you ever fostered an animal? No, I'd never be able to let it go.

Have you ever thrown up from cramps? No, thank christ.

Would you ever start a vlog? No.

What are your favorite spicy foods? Hot wings or things like spicy Cheetos or Takis.

Did you feel insecure in high school? I was WAY more confident in myself than I am now. Like yeah, I did have some insecurities, but they're NOTHING compared to now.

What was your favorite class in high school? Art.

If you’re female, would you feel uncomfortable having a male gynecologist? I would 1,000% refuse to see a cis male gynecologist. If you do not have a vagina yourself, I'm sorry, I don't trust your reasons for wanting that career.

What gives you nightmares? Just going to sleep, dude. I have some sort of nightmare condition that's baffled the doctors I've seen.

Were you ever hospitalized as a child? No.

Did you get senior pictures taken? No.

Would you rather wear ivory or white on your wedding day? What color will your bridesmaids wear? I'm probably wearing black. I want the theme to be black and gold, but I'm going to assume gold bridesmaid dresses are expensive, so we'll probably do orange, idk.

Do you think babies are cute? Some are, but very rarely are newborn/very young babies even remotely cute. It happens, but. If I think your baby is cute, you did good lmao

Have you ever moved to another state? No.

Can you say the alphabet backwards? No.

If you were to make videos on YouTube, what would they be of? I have no idea, I've thought of this.

Posting pictures of yourself in a bathing suit on the internet - ok or not? Of course it's okay, I personally just wouldn't do it because I'm too self-conscious.

If you’re in a bad mood, would you rather be with friends or alone? Alone.

What’s the last thing you took a picture of? My cat being cute.

Are you good at remembering birthdays? god hell no, I wish.

Do you listen to podcasts? I don't, except sometimes when I'm in the car with Girt, he'll occasionally have one on instead of music.

Would you rather watch a movie in a theater or at home? The theater, for sure. I enjoy that experience.

Who’s the messiest person you know? My sister's kids, lol. I know the vast majority of young children tend to be messy, but those three are next fuckin level, my mom can't stand it because she raised us girls completely the opposite.

Are you close with any of your exes? No.

What’s your favorite type of cheese? I'm such a basic bitch, American. Most cheeses I don't like.

Can you read sheet music? I could once upon a time, I played the flute all through middle school and almost all of high school, but I couldn't anymore.

Have you ever lived in a mobile home? No.

How many times in the past week have you eaten fast food? Once, I wanna say.

Do you prefer carbonated or uncarbonated drinks? Carbonated.

Favorite thing that you can see up in the sky? The moon, stars, aurora borealis... so muchhhhh

Friend asks you to hide drugs, booze etc for them, do you do it? Nope.

You fill your best friend’s Xmas stocking, what do you put in it? Some Sour Patch gummies, maybe a pair of socks, a Buffalo Wild Wings gift card or something, uhhhhh... I'm not sure of the rest. He is so super hard to buy for, considering if he wants something, he's able to just buy it. It's not just me, even his mom and sister struggle with presents for him.

You fill your worst enemy’s stocking, what do you put in it? Nothing, because I'm not interested in investing my time into her.

You fill your OWN stocking, what do you put in it? A Mountain Dew Voltage, my favorite Reese's bar, a book, gift cards I guess, maybe some video game.

If someone gave you a kitten, would you keep it? I'd like to, but I don't think Mom would be game for it because Tobey (landlord) would supposedly have a cow.

Favorite type of cracker: Cheez-its.

Animal you like to watch but sort of creeps you out: Centipedes.

Bagels or English muffins? Bagels.

Who is a family member you look forward to seeing on a holiday? My dad.

Do you do anything to recognize St Patrick’s Day? No.

Who mows the lawn at your house? Well because it's winter we haven't needed to, but during the warm months, Mom used to pay Nicole's ex to do it, but she hasn't been pleased with his supposedly very uneven and rushed work, so she gave the daughter of a dance mom a try last, and she was super impressed. I'm definitely assuming she'll pay her again this year.

Where do you keep your phone at night? Normally, it sits under the pillow that Girt uses when he's here, but if he spends the night, then I just sit it on my bedside table.

Best Happy Meal toy you ever got: Oh I have no idea.

Do you like the color yellow at all? It's one of my least favorite colors, actually. I do like a very light, pastel yellow, though.

Who sings the last song you listened to? Till Lindemann.

Have you ever watched South Park? Who’s your favorite character? I have, with other people. I was never really into it.

What member of your family are you most similar to? In which ways? My half-sister Katie. We struggle very similarly mentally and are alike personality-wise.

If you could have any animal as a pet, what would you have? At this current time, a tarantula. Preferably a Brazilian Black.

Do you ever shop at Aldi? Do you even have one nearby? We have one very close actually, and Mom will go there every now and again, primarily with Nicole if she wants to go there.

Do you enjoy rhododendrons? Look man, I enjoy basically any flower you could name. I just love them.

Have you ever met someone who supports Nazism? Yes, Sara. She liked to be "technical" about it in calling her branch Neo-Nazism, but she was still a fucking Nazi, I had her explain her way of thinking plenty because I was trying to understand that she wasn't politically evil but never did. She didn't believe Jews deserved to die, but Hitler and his doctrine were her political idols. Which is evil, if you somehow forgot.

If you’ve ever been to another country, what was the best thing you did there? I haven't. :(

What’s the worst sickness you’ve ever had? Some fucking insane stomach virus I had as a teen, I'd say. I will never forget hurling my guts up past the point where only bile was coming out. The abdominal cramps were mental.

Is your favorite animal something you can have as a pet? In certain countries, but thankfully not here in North America. I aggressively wish that it was illegal everywhere, like there is no case of you giving a meerkat everything it needs to be well, all the while saving your house and personal relations with how territorial they are.

Are you good at gardening? To be fair I've never really tried. I did help Colleen's in-laws with their personal garden quite a bit one summer, and I can tell you I FUCKING hated it, because of how out of shape I was but even moreso because of my hyperhidrosis, but I've never tried it on my own. I'd actually quite like to get into plants, and I'd LOVE to grow specifically berries when I have my own place, but I have strong doubts I'd care enough to maintain everything. Depression already makes that challenging with other things.

What was the last classic novel you read? Did you enjoy it? The Yearling, I loved it.

Do you own any pet fish? What kind of fish are they? No, pet fish aren't my thing.

When was the last time you took your pet to the vet? What was wrong with it? Quite a few months ago when Roman apparently had an ear infection.

Have you ever known someone who was in an abusive relationship? I know multiple people who have, and one who still is.

[lostonehero]

Uh here is some fluff

Not as long as I planned but it's something

Tw blood in beginning and death

The dead poacher collapsed to the ground, Lucas stood above him panting. There was so much blood everywhere, all the white blankets he hung to clean stained that red color. He had a tooth lodged in his knuckle. "Oh Arecus no, i-i." His breathing quickens and he starts to panic. He doesn't even feel the hands on his shoulder.

Volo saw the entire thing take place, the poachers lured Emmet out to a different location to do Lucas's job, and they descended onto their camp. They thought they killed him, well they didn't. He's just covered in blood and probably pieces of his own organs and flesh. He held onto Lucas's shoulder and the poor kid killed all five of them. "Lucas it's ok, it's over I'm sorry I didn't help." He was nailed by a branch to the ground, he only just pulled himself free.

Lucas couldn't hear him, hell he couldn't even feel the hand on his shoulder. "I'm so stupid, I got sir Volo killed and Emmet was tricked too." He whimpers, shaking as he whimpers in pain. A white hot fire had been lit in his body and it only got worse as he panicked. "You're an idiot Lucas, don't let anyone close, they will be killed just like everyone else."

Volo can feel bones shift as the kid got smaller. Ok Lucas told him he can turn fully into an Eevee, but it was painful so he never did it. He watched Lucas shrink and his voice grow more and more distorted until it was a pokemon cry. The large eevee was hiding in what was once its clothes. Volo ignored the scratches and the flailing as he picked up the pokemon. "Come on, I'm going to set up a hot bath for you. We have a metal tub." He knew Lucas was too gone to hear him but he wanted to help. The blood around everything can wait, they can get new things.

Lucas finally came too in a bath? He was an eevee which was obvious, but how did he get in a bath? He looked up to see Volo? But he was dead and he saw him get impaled, how is he ok? He tries to jump out but his limbs feel heavy and the water is really nice, and the shampoo Volo was rubbing into his fur? It felt nice.

Volo hums and smiles. "There we go, all the blood is out. See, a bath isn't so bad." He places a crown of bubbles on top of Lucas's head. "Now you're the king of bathtime."

Lucas actually laughs but it comes out as a chirp in his eevee form. He spits some water at Volo, and before he can think it's a mistake Volo uses a bucket and drenches him, washing off all the soap bubbles. He shakes the water spraying Volo who only laughs in response.

"Alright alright bathtime is over I get it." Volo laughs, spotting Emmet return. He internally grimaces at himself, he was gross with wet clothes, pieces of his own minced organs, and a lot of blood. "Looks like Lord Emmet is back."

"Volo please clean yourself up before the clothes fuse to you." Emmet smiles softly. "Let me help Lucas."

Volo red face nods running off to the river. Lucas flinched looking back up at Emmet. "Am I in trouble? I didn't know, I'm so sorry I ruined everything and i…" Emmet drenched him again in warm water to stop those thoughts.

"You didn't know, and neither did I. I'm so glad you're safe." Emmet hums softly. "We can make new blankets, and new rugs. Things are replaceable, loved ones are not." He finishes rinsing him off and starts to dry the young man. "I'm impressed you protected the camp and killed all the poachers, but next time let Volo handle it. You've seen him, he can't be killed."

Lucas did see Volo get impaled, but he was perfectly fine, but his clothes were ruined in the same way where he saw him get impaled. He shakes himself off, not ready to return to a human form. "Can I uh can I sleep with you two tonight." He was nervous, but more scared of being left alone. He had questions but he was in a terrible headspace right now and couldn't do that.

Emmet picks him up. "Of course inside the tent isn't destroyed nor bloody." He smiles and moves forward. "Volo always has extra stuff hidden away, so we can use that."

Lucas curls up tighter in the hold. "He's not mad at me?"

"No he is not, he'll be back here soon and join some cuddling." Emmet hums wrapping Lucas in blankets. "Just rest now we both will be here when you wake up."

The tiredness hit him full force, and he could barely keep his eyes open. The anxiety and adrenaline were quickly leaving his system, and sleep took over like a rock sinking in water.

……..

Lucas woke up back in a human form. He must have been so exhausted he didn't feel the pain of turning back did wake him. He looked around the large tent and realized that he slept in, he quickly got dressed with the clothes left for him. He exited the tent and looked around. Everything was cleaned up too. "Good afternoon." He said quietly watching Volo get up and hand him a plate of food. "Oh uh thank you."

"You were out like a light when I got back, are you feeling better? Watching you turn back was fascinating." Volo hums and raises a brow at Lucas's expression. "Uh Lord Emmet is right there, did I upset you?" He lets out a oof as Lucas tackles him into a hug.

"You're not dead." He can feel tears slip from his eyes. "Emmet told me you couldn't die, but I'm just happy you're ok. I thought I was dreaming last night when you were bathing me." Lucas frowns, stepping back picking the food back up, and sees Volo close to tears.

Volo rubs his eyes, calming himself. "Ah yes it's a curse. I wasn't exactly a good person before, but it's been over 400 years since then, and when we, Lord Emmet and I went to summon Arecus to reverse it. It did not go well and Emmet has got the same curse now."

Lucas blinks and looks down. "Can I ask you history questions for my homework?" He internally yells at himself for asking such a dumb question after getting this heavy information, and quickly stuffs his face with the breakfast sandwich.

Volo chuckles. "I mean I guess, I do have gaps in my memory, or I was in a different area. I never left Sinnoh, you know." He smiles. "I'm glad you're doing better, kid."

Lucas swallows and frowns. "Do you call everyone a kid?"

"No, but you are a child Lucas." Volo hears Emmet snicker behind him. "Lord Emmet?"

Emmet smiles and moves behind Volo pulling him into a hug. "You need to word your questions better. Volo doesn't get many social interactions."

Volo red faced. "I-i don't need to, I have my Lord Emmet."

Lucas frowns. "That isn't healthy."

Volo huffs. "Enough you're a child I am perfectly fine."

"You cry when I kiss you." Emmet sighs.

Volo red faced huffed but refuses to leave Emmet's grasp. "So? I love you."

Emmet chuckles. "It's alright you're getting better."

Lucas smiles softly. "You guys are nice, thank you for letting me stay."

[journeystartstoday]

Story Time

The Adoption - Meeting A New Friend

Words: 4623

Summary: This is the story version of how the adoption process went from start to end with @adventures-on-foster-island ! Thanks again!

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It was unsettling to settle back in to say the least.

Going from constantly traveling to sitting at home everyday was a change neither me or my pokemon were very happy about at first. Of course, I had discussed it with them before I made the decision to come home, and of course, it was great to see my family and friends again after that year away, but it was also... slower. More controlled. Less exciting in a way that constantly being surrounded by the unexpected does to you. In my little rented appartment in Rota, there were no wild pokemon that would steal my lunches, no random trainers that would challenge me as soon as our eyes met. There were no mad dashes to outrun rain clouds and no seeking shelter with wild pokemon... everything was peaceful. Everything was safe.

Luckily, it never became boring. In my first couple of days back, just as I was taking a stroll around town to see what had changed and to greet the merchants and shopkeepers I grew up around, Miss Chiba from the bakery offered me a job. The best kind of coincidence, right? During my journey I had garnered many different recipes and tips and tricks to make different pasteries, so of course I happily agreed. Eevee was over the moon when I told them the news and insisted on keeping me company during my working hours... totally not because they had a sweet tooth and were banking on getting all the left-overs and taste tests they would likely be gifted if they hung around the kitchen all day...

Okay, so maybe I had spoiled Eevee too much on our time on the road. Nothing wrong with that.

To my surprise, Riolu declined the invitation to come along with us, even if she was as much a sweets lover as Eevee. Instead, she wanted to keep training and keep honing her powers so she could be ready for when I would inevitably go on another journey again. It was sweet, so I let her, with the promise that she came by during lunch break so we could all eat together and hear about her process.

And that's how my days back home went from then on. Eevee and I would see Riolu to the city wall and wave her goodbye as she headed towards the small forest where she liked to train, and then Eevee and I were off to the bakery. It was a nice change of pace for a while. Homey. Safe. But after a couple of weeks I started to get this weird, empty feeling. Like something was missing. Incomplete.

Whether it was because of my former partner Squirtle, who had left the team at the end of my journey through Kanto to be with a group of wild Squirtle that wanted him to be their leader and protector; or because my apartment was a little small (even if it beat my little tent by a mile) and I felt constricted somehow... I don't know. But the short version of it was that I wanted to change things up a little. I couldn't go on another journey. Not yet. Only a couple more weeks and I had enough money for that. However, a friend recommended me something else. Something better.

Adopt a pokemon.

To be honest, I was a little skeptical of it at first, since I didn't know if I was capable of caring for a pokemon that could possibly have bad memories with people, but I still wanted to give it a chance. I wouldn't be a very good trainer if I wouldn't.

It was on one of my days off, and Eevee and I persuaded Riolu to take a rest day too, so we could all walk towards the closest pokemon centre together. There, I made a call. It was to Ellisa, former pokemon researcher and head caregiver of Foster Island, an island facility dedicated to saving and caring for neglected, abandoned, or abused pokemon. Of course, there were multiple ways to adopt a pokemon, but my friend had been really adamant about this place. I could hardly argue against it, especially when she showed me one of the pokemon she had adopted from the place. It was a little cutie, so precious, but still a bit wary of other trainers. It totally convinced me. It would take a while to travel there once I had chosen a date to look at the pokemon for adoption, but at least this saved me from doing hours of research and chickening out. All in all, it was a great way to adopt a new friend.

Anyway, I called Ellisa and after a short trading of names and giving introductions, I told Ellisa my story and told her a bit about what I did in daily life nowadays. It wasn't much to go on honestly, so I was pleasantly surprised when after about two hours, Ellisa called me back to say she had a few candidates that would like to meet me! I was so excited and immediately scheduled a day I would come by. The days that followed where filled with daydreaming and planning my short trip overseas, but I was so looking forward to it that time flew by in no time!

~*~

And now I sit here, on the deck of a ship that is taking me, Riolu and Eevee towards Foster Island. Finally! I'm a little nervous if I have to be honest, but I think the knot in my stomach belongs to the good kind of nerves. The jittery, excited kind.

"Eievui!" Little brown paws clamber across my leg. Eevee smugly sits themselves on my lap and strains their neck to look over the railing of the ship.

"Be careful," I say to them, gently placing a hand against their belly to keep them from falling off. Eevee just wiggles a little on my lap, but keeps watching the water pokemon before us. Seels skirt across the water's surface, while magikarps and tympoles occasionally spring from the water in high arcs before they dissappear under the waves again. Everytime the latter happens, Eevee squals in glee, never failing to point out that there was a water pokemon there, did you see that?!

Or at least, I think they say that. I could be wrong.

I softly pat Eevee's head as they keep watching the waves and I slowly turn to meet Riolu's gaze. She stands next to the door that leads inside the boat. Ever since I received her, she has always been the 'cool' type of pokemon. Crosses her arms, stands slightly back and leans against the wall of the ship so you can't see the happy sparkle in her eyes - the whole deal. It only makes her cuter honestly. I'm carefull not to break her bubble though. She once tried to tell me that she did it because she felt like she was the protector of our little family. So cute.

She believes that for that she always has to stay back and keep watch. Keep us safe.

And she does. She really does keep us safe, both during our journey and now that we are on a trip to find a new friend. I just hope she can let her guard down a little when we meet them so there's no hostility or anything from the start. I've been told Riolu's cold demeaner scares off some pokemon, but I'm sure that won't be the case now. To be sure, I ask with my eyes if she's doing alright. She simply nods back.

Okay, so she is just as nervous as I am, I'm glad.

After a period of watching the waves and listening to the soft chitter from Eevee, the boat finally moors on Foster Island, an assistent already waiting for me there. She gives me a soft smile and brings me along to the care facility further down the coast. I'm no connoiseur on architecture, but the building just screamed safe and open to me as soon as I saw it. A lot of glass, a lot of white, happy paintings of happy pokemon on banners at both sides of the entrance. Just as we enter the building, I let Eevee down from where I kept them against my chest. I saw a small playground just to my left. They always love those.

"Come back when I call, 'kay?" I yell at their retreating form.

"Vuivui!"

...I'll search for them when the time comes.

The assistent leads me and Riolu further into the building untill we arrive at a large room, one wall completely made of glass so everyone can see the small garden on the other side. From where I enter I can already see a couple of Bidoof chasing each other in a friendly game of tag, while a Pachirisu and Buneary are peeking out from behind a bush and watch them with interest. It warms my heart to see them so carefree. Who knows what they have had to endure to come here?

"You may take a seat here," the assistent says and gestures around at the various sofa's and beanbags, "Ellisa will meet you shortly. Please make yourself comfortable."

"Thank you-" The assistent is already gone. Well. Okay.

I sit down on one particularly soft-looking beanbag and almost drown it, before righting myself. Hopefully nobody was watching the security cameras; that was akward. Next to me, Riolu snickers. I have the urge to respond sarcastically, but... well, it was kind of funny. I laugh with her.

The floor of this room is a soft carpet, pastel colored circles spread across it that makes the place look happy and safe. A perfect place to play. I'm almost tempted to throw off my shoes and let my feet rest on the soft carpet, but I decid that it would probably be best not to do that in a public space.

Riolu and I watch the pokemon behind the glass play and relax, untill a door to my right opens.

"Sky?"

"Yes, that's me."

Ellisa steps inside the room and holds out her hand. I shake it.

"It's nice to finally meet you in person," Ellisa says.

"Likewise." I smile at her, but soon my eye catches movement behind her. A small Bidoof appears from behind her legs. It's body is smaller than the Bidoof I had seen in the garden and it's teeth are far more white. Like they have been cleaned far more recently. Or are newly grown. I hope it's not the latter.

Ellisa notices my gaze and smiles softly at Bidoof. "This is Bidoof," she introduces it, "This one came to us with overgrown front teeth, as her trainer left her in a crate with nothing to chew most of the time. Her mouth has fully recovered, as you can see, as well as her fighting spirit." She came a little closer to me to whisper, "She does still have claustrophobia however, so avoid putting her in any kind of container or very small room if you choose her."

As soon as I hear that I can feel my heart break a little. That must have been horrible. No wonder even now, Bidoof seems skittish around me. It wouldn't be easy to open yourself up to new people after experiencing something like that.

"It is nice to meet you Bidoof," I say and crouch down in front of her. I want to pet her, but decide against it. Instead I give her my brightest smile. "I'm glad you're doing alright now."

Bidoof cautiously shuffles from behind Ellisa's legs and approaches me. She's just precious. When she's close enough, Bidoof dips her head down a little.

Ah, I understand.

"May I?"

"Bi-bi."

I reach out with my hand and slowly, gently cart my fingers through her fur. It is incredibly soft. Bidoof croons quietly.

"This is going to be impossible..." I murmur to myself. How will I ever choose? I stand up again, to the slight disappointment of Bidoof. Ellisa just smiles and nods at an assistent that just entered the room with a pokemon in their arms. It's a Lotad, but with a small, pale purple water lilly on it's lilly pad. It's so cute!

"This is Lotad," Ellisa says, and thanks the assistent as she takes Lotad in her own arms, "This is the sweetest little guy in our garden pool. We assume that he was abandoned before the flower bloomed, and the trainer thought he was sick when he saw the bud growing... He's pretty cold resistant, and finds it too hot here on the island. He said he'd like to travel again soon."

I smile at Lotad, who shyly turns his gaze away. I can't imagine anyone leaving him just for his looks. It almost makes me mad, but I manage to keep my smile as I nod at Lotad. "You look beautiful Lotad, anyone thinking otherwise cannot see what is right in front of them."

The water type shifts a little in Ellisa's arms, but I can see it preens at the compliment. Good.

A soft knock on the open door alerts me to the next arrival. A Skarmory stands in the doorway, it's expression closed off and cold. Scars litter it's body that resemble the silhouettes of dead trees, as if his body is still in the hold of their branches and never managed to escape them. It saddens my heart. Skarmory must notice my expression, because as he steps further into the room, he grumbles and turns his head away from me.

Ellisa starts with the introduction as if there has not already happened an akward exchange between us.

"This is Skarmory. He was rescued from a poaching operation about a year ago, and had been badly electrocuted multiple times there. Although he is all healed, his scars never disappeared..." Skarmory shifts on his legs, but keeps his eyes on the ground. "I know he may look intimidating-"

May look intimidating? He practically already rejected me after our eyes met for only a second!

"-but I swear that it's quite on the contrary. Skarmory here has the largest heart of any of the pokemon here and will put himself in danger if that means he can help those he cares about."

I swallow through the rejection and tug my lips back up in a smile. "It is nice to meet you, Skarmory." My voice gets stuck in my throat. What else can I say to him? He even refuses to look me in the eye...

No doubt picking up on my unease, Riolu steps forward and quietly growls something at Skarmory. The steel and flying type does look up from that, but his expression is anything but friendly. Before Riolu can get closer and possibly start a fight, I step in between the two hard heads.

"Be nice, you two. This is just an introduction session, no time for a battle." I look at Riolu and raise an eyebrow. Riolu huffs, but stands back. My arms drop back to my sides. "Good."

I turn to Ellisa, who is placing Lotad on the ground. She pulls a spray bottle from... somewhere, and softly sprays his lilly pad. Then as she stands up, she smiles at all three of the adoption pokemon now present.

"These are the pokemon that were the most insistent on meeting with you, Sky," she says. I can't help but be a little surprised by that and try to catch Skarmory's eyes, but he has his head down again. "You have about the next hour or so to get to know them and play a little with them. I will come back when it's time to say goodbye or for you to make a choice. You may choose if you want to stay inside or if you want to go into the garden, that's up to you. I hope you will all have a good time." After saying her goodbyes to the pokemon, she leaves us alone.

It is quiet for a second, but I decide to take the lead and break the silence. I clasp my hands together.

"Alright! What about you three give us a tour of the garden? I would like to see all your favorite spots. Does that sound like a plan?"

"Bi-bi!" Bidoof happily makes his way to the door, and Lotad and a hesitant Skarmory follow her. I take Riolu's paw and follow behind them. Hopefully, all will work out now.

~*~

The garden truly is a special place. There's something for every kind of pokemon — a small patch of ice in the corner for pokemon who want to cool down after playing, a sandy part for pokemon to sunbathe in. A small pool is surrounded by low grass hills, and trees and bushes provide cover from the sun that shines down from between the walls of the facility. Patches of flowers are scattered across the grass, and I think I even saw some holes that were no doubt dug out by pokemon to create makeshift tunnels underground.

And really all sorts of pokemon live here. When Bidoof showed me her favorite hiding place between a circle of small, blue berrie bushes, I spotted an Aromatisse and a Goomy hiding there as well. When Lotad showed me how he liked to drift in the pool and play with the other water types, I saw a Helioptile just off the side recharching in the sun, while a Ledian quietly zoomed by. The garden was almost filled to the brim with different kinds of pokemon, but it seemed that everyone had found their own little places and spots. It warmed my heart to see it.

During the tour outside, Riolu had stood back, leaning next to the glass door we entered from with her arms crossed. Skarmory had stayed back as well, but at the other side of the door, still visibly avoiding getting too close to any of us. Secretly, I hoped that they would be able to gain an understanding during their quiet brooding, so I let them to themselves.

Besides, I had already enough to do just following the increasingly enthusiastic Lotad and Bidoof around. Halfway through our walk through the garden, a caregiver brought Eevee to the garden and, instantly, a friendship bloomed between them and the adoption pokemon. From that moment on, I let myself fall down in the grass and told them to go on playing. I needed a break.

~*~

Now, I sluggishly blink my eyes open as I feel a soft prodding against my cheek. "Wha-" I yawn. My eyes adjust to the sunlight and begin to focus. Riolu is kneeling beside me, poking my cheek and softly calling my name.

"Rio... Rio."

I wipe away some drool and lift myself from the ground with one arm. "I'm awake, I'm awake."

Riolu sits back on her knees. "Riolu-ri, Rio."

"I know, I know," I say, "but I was too comfortable to resist it." I rub my eyes and look around. I'm still in the garden of the Foster Island's adoption facility, but... there are no pokemon anywhere nearby.

A low growl startles me. I look to my left, where Skarmory is standing. He's looking straight at me, but I can't figure out what his expression means. Is he mad? Irritated?

"Ah, you're awake." The door to the garden opens and Ellisa steps inside. She smiles knowingly. "I was just about to announce that your time is up for today, since we have another appointment in half an hour. I have to say though... this has been the most unusual getting-to-know session I have seen in a while."

I feel heat rise to my cheeks. I hastily push myself from the ground and wipe away some grass blades from my clothes and hair. "I'm so sorry!" I exclaim, "I hadn't meant to fall asleep! I'm sorry I scared everyone away..." I look around. Was that a Pachirisu I saw ducking behind a bush? Oh no, I really scared them...

Ellisa laughs.

...Huh?

"Oh, quite on the contrary," Ellisa assures me, "the pokemon were all so curious to come closer. Most of them have never seen a human so unguarded around them before. When some of them began to climb on top of you however... Skarmory and Riolu stepped in and chased them away. Together, might I add." A glint in her eye. "They make quite the team."

Oh.

I look at Riolu, then Skarmory. Skarmory averts his gaze. I still smile at him. "Well, thank you then. For saving me," I say.

Skarmory grunts quietly.

"Lu-rio," Riolu adds. She sounds approving, almost proud.

Guess the choice is already made for one of us.

"And... where is Eevee?" I turn back to Ellisa, who nods at a collection of trees just off the side. I carefully approach the trees and when I hold away a couple of branches, I am pleasantly surprised. There, right between the trees, are Lotad, Eevee and Bidoof, quietly nibbling on some red berries. The leafs russle as I move them and Eevee looks up from her meal at the sound.

"Eievui!" They bounce from their spot, right into my arms. I almost drop them, but quickly adjust.

"Hi there. I see you entertained yourself just fine?"

"Eievui-vui!"

"I'm glad."

I look at Lotad and Bidoof. "And I'm sorry, but Ellisa told me my time's up for now. I hope you can forgive me for falling asleep when we had only so little time to get to know each other."

"Tad."

"Bidoof."

They both nod and follow me from inbetween the trees back to where Ellisa, Riolu and Skarmory are waiting for us. I bring Eevee along in my arms.

"In some adoption cases, I advice the trainers to come back for a second time, either when they're still not sure who to choose or if I think the pokemon haven't accepted them yet," Ellisa says.

I nod, already planning another date in my mind I could get free to come over once more.

"...However," Ellisa says and I look up in surprise, "I would say that in this instance a second appointment is not really necessary, is it?" She looks at the adoption pokemon. "I saw the way they interacted with you and I must say they haven't been this expressive and... happy in a while. I am sure any of them would be ecstatic if you were to adopt them."

My mouth is agape, I know it, but I can't help it. All three of them... like me? I let my eyes drift over them and they all look back with the pokemon-equivalent of smiles.

The choice had been hard, but even I cannot deny that I already feel which of them would fit my little family the best. Even if I was not awake to experience it, I know it when I look at them. I know it when I look at Riolu.

They would be the perfect fit.

I slowly breathe in through my nose, out of my mouth. This is it.

"I... I think you're right," I say carefully, paying attention to each of the adoption pokemon responses. Bidoof stares at me with sparkling eyes, Lotad's flower spreads even wider open and even Skarmory chances a glance at me, but quickly looks the other way.

Ellisa nods. "Then please, say your choice and be sure to give your goodbyes to the others. I will be waiting for you inside." Ellisa then turns around and leaves me along with my pokemon and the others. I sigh and crouch in front of the three pokemon anxiously awaiting my words.

"You would all be amazing fits to my team, I can feel that. And this wasn't an easy choice, so please, know that whatever I choose here, some trainer will come by that will pick you too, alright? No feeling down about it, because your time will come. I know it." I swallow before I continue. "...but I think I have chosen already."

I shift a little to look at each of them, my eyes landing and staying on the last of the three, who, for the first time this afternoon, actually looks back.

"I hope I can earn your trust, Skarmory, because you already have mine. Will you accept becoming a part of my team?"

I see the exact moment the implications of the words settle in, because small beads start the form at the corners of Skarmory's eyes. He closes them, then opens them and says, "Skar-skarmory." It sounds unsure, but hopeful.

"I take that as a yes." I smile at him. "I think you will be a perfect fit. Thank you for accepting my offer."

I look at the other two. "You are wonderful, the both of you. As I said, your moment will come, I am sure of it. Please stay safe here untill that time comes, alright?"

"Tad-tad."

"Bi-bi."

I nod at them. "May we meet again then. Goodbye for now." I give one last pat on each of their heads and turn around, heading back inside with Eevee in my arms, Riolu and Skarmory right behind me. It already feels right. It's as if this formation is how it was always supposed to be.

My smile widens.

Ellisa meets me and my pokemon in the lobby. Her eyes turn soft at the sight of Skarmory flanking on my left and Riolu on my right.

"A great choice. Do you believe me now, Skarmory? I always told you someone would see past your scars."

Ellisa leads me and my pokemon to her office and helps me in arranging the adoption. I first have to catch Skarmory to register him to my trainer ID, so Ellisa hands me a great ball. I try to refuse and use one of my own normal balls, but she insists that this comes with every adoption on Foster Island.

As long as Riolu doesn't get jealous that Skarmory gets a great ball, alright then.

I hold the ball in front of me and Skarmory steps formard and touches the button with the tip of his wing. A light engulfes him and shake, shake, shake, I caught him! I quickly release him again so he can watch me sign all the documents and papers in order to make the rest of the adoption official. Because Ellisa needs to explain more than one of the documents to me in detail, my pokemon quickly lose interest and Eevee jumps from my lap to join Riolu and Skarmory in a simple ball game on the other side of the office. I try not to be distracted too much, but... let's just say Ellisa has to explain some forms at least twice before I get it.

When all that is done, Ellisa and I set a date for Skarmory's six-month check-up and yearly physicals. Just before our meeting will come to an end, Ellisa gives me a large list of care tips in how to make sure Skarmory will be alright. It's long, but I know I'll need it. I take multiple pictures of the list, fold it and stuff it into my backpack.

After finishing up the lasts formalities, finally, Ellisa stands from behind her desk and extends her hand to me.

"I hope you and Skarmory will grow closer and closer and become the best of partners!"

I smile at her and then at Skarmory, who briefly stops to look at me too before he kicks the ball to Eevee. There is an understanding there. A promise.

"I think we will," I say, "I'll make sure of it."

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⊱ Drabble #3 ⊰

Pairing: Keanu Reeves x Reader

Prompts:

51- “I missed you so much.”

53- “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

Words: 1.6k

Warning: fluff, smut

A/N: Not really a drabble lol. I also went full on with the smut here. Hope you like it!

Requested by @eevee-of-rivia​ ♡

The house sat still, cold and empty, the late-night chorus of crickets sounding from an open window, its irritating tune echoing in the hushed atmosphere. For what seemed like hours, you tossed and turned under the warm silken sheets, incredibly restless and deeply yearning for precious sleep to come soon.

Sighing, you flipped over to lay on the left side— Keanu’s side— of the bed. It was dull, uneventful evenings such as this which made you miss your husband a bit more than usual. Undoubtedly, if he were home right now, the night would have been more pleasant. You always slept so soundly with Keanu, feeling loved and secure with him curled up behind you, holding you close.

As expected, your mind continued drifting off to thoughts of him, silently wondering what he was up to at this hour. Though Keanu had sent you a few texts here and there, today had been the first time he couldn’t call you from where he was on the other side of the world, his packed shooting schedule this week taking up most of his energy and focus.

You couldn’t blame Keanu, of course. Even though there had been many, many times when you wished you and him weren’t separated by thousands of miles, the long absences were sadly part of his job. Over the years, you had learned to accept it, but that didn’t stop you from feeling so lonesome throughout the day, wanting nothing more than to see him and hear his voice.

Finally, fatigue took over, and you eventually succumbed to sleep with the slight hope of seeing Keanu in your dreams, just like every night. For tonight, your consciousness conjured up a familiar scenario; a vivid memory, to be exact. It brought you back to the day almost six years ago when you and Keanu exchanged vows on a sandy beach near the bright, blue Pacific waters; in a ceremony that was intimate and perfect, filled with so much joy and love. 

As your dream-self stood there holding Keanu’s hands, anticipating your first kiss as husband and wife, the scene around you began to melt away, your physical body rousing from its deep slumber and emerging into the real world. 

Carefully, your eyes fluttered open, your brain still thick with sleep as you observed your dark surroundings. That’s when you heard it—the sound of the wooden floorboards creaking as if someone were walking out in the hall.

Sitting up on the mattress, you let out a scream when the door suddenly cracked open, and a shadowed man came into the room. Then you heard him say your name, and it took you less than a second to figure out who it truly was.

“Keanu?” You uttered as you reached over to turn on the light, your racing heart soon relaxing.

At first, you couldn’t believe what you were seeing. You wondered if you were still asleep; if this was merely part of your dream. But when Keanu approached the edge of the bed, his kind cocoa-hued orbs gazing down at you, you were then convinced that this was actually happening. 

This was all real.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare—”

You didn’t allow Keanu to finish his sentence. Without warning, you jumped out of the covers and quickly scrambled towards him, pushing yourself up on your knees to kiss him. Capturing his neck in your arms, his lips were soft and sweet as they tenderly, perfectly molded to yours. Running out of air, you pulled away from him but not too far, letting your fingers weave through the ends of his raven locks.

“I missed you,” you spoke, your voice light and airy as the corners of your mouth lifted to form a smile. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you, too,” Keanu beamed, placing his lips on yours once more. “I hope you don’t mind me coming home unannounced. I just thought it would be a lovely surprise if I didn’t tell you.”

“It’s a lovely surprise, indeed. Even though you gave me a fright back there, I’m happy that you’re here.”

With a bright grin, Keanu wrapped his arms around your body, drawing you in close as you sank into his warm embrace. Closing your eyes, you could feel him nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck, trailing the gentlest of kisses along the side. You hummed in delight while his mouth slowly traveled upwards, his lips grazing your ear as he murmured, “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

“Hmm, what about exactly?” you questioned Keanu teasingly as he urged you to lie back in bed, positioning himself to hover above you.

“Well, for starters, I thought of doing this…”

A shiver ran down your spine as the large palm of his hand caressed your body, gliding smoothly over your thin, silky nightgown before pushing the garment up and off. Lustful gaze unwavering, Keanu’s fingertips ran alongside the skin of your inner thigh, inching them closer to your heated core. You inhaled sharply when you felt him massaging your sensitive nub through your panties, a smirk flashing across his face knowing that his simple touch could quickly reduce you to a needy mess.

“I imagined this moment during the entire flight, and it made me so hard just thinking about it.”

His words were somewhat of a loss when he swiftly rid you of your underwear and moved down your body, pressing his face towards your warmth. Hot breaths of air softly fanning over your cunt, you couldn’t hold back the moans escaping you as Keanu’s wet tongue delved into your aching pussy, two of his thick digits stroking, teasing your inner walls.

“I missed the way you taste,” Keanu cooed as you writhed helplessly against his strong hold, teetering dangerously on the precipice of climax. “I missed how tight you are around my fingers, my cock. God, I can’t wait to feel you around me.”

“P-Please,” you whimpered, lifting your head to meet his eyes which were filled with urgent desperation to touch, to feel. It had been too long since he’d given you this much pleasure; the late-night, steamy phone calls were incomparable to the real deal. “I want you inside me, baby. I can’t wait anymore, please.”

In an instant, Keanu pushed backwards, removing his fingers from your pussy, and you whined at the loss. You felt like you were half-delirious, your mind utterly stuck in a pleasure-drunk haze. Watching as your husband stripped off his clothes, your heart began to soar seeing his bare body. Your eyes shamelessly roamed over his entirety, sighing softly at the sight of the beautiful man before you. 

Finally, Keanu removed his boxer shorts, the last barrier separating you from all his glory, and you couldn’t help but admire his gorgeous cock, hardened and glistening because of you, just for you.

Wordlessly, he crawled back up to you, his body settling between your legs as your lips met in pure haste, kissing each other fiercely, almost frantically. Releasing a gasp, you felt Keanu’s member pressed against your entrance, its swollen rosy tip slicked with your juices. Breaths mingling together in short pants, you moaned at the delicious burning sensation of him pushing inside in one slow, measured thrust. He paused for a beat, allowing you to get used to his size, only proceeding once you gave him a nod.

“I missed this,” Keanu husked, his hips moving at a tantalizing pace. “I missed you.”

Bodies moving as one, the bed under you creaked with every thrust, the sound of skin slapping against skin mixing with the moans falling from your lips. Keanu’s girthy length stretched you out exquisitely. Each timed stroke became harder, rougher, and deeper, the growing coil of tension within you now starting to fall apart, and you looked up at him, knowing full well that he too was close.

“I love you,” he whispered in between staccato breaths, his movements becoming more erratic, his self-control slipping.

You gazed into Keanu’s dark, heavy-lidded eyes, his mouth slightly agape as a bead of sweat dripped from his quivering brow. Reaching a hand down, you hissed in pleasure when Keanu rubbed at your clit, dragging your nails over his back as he continuously hit that sweet, sweet spot deep inside you.

Within seconds, you began to tremble underneath him, spasming and tightening around his cock as you wailed softly, riding out your high. Grunting out your name, Keanu buried his face in your neck, giving a few final stuttering thrusts before finding his own release, pumping spurt after spurt of his thick creamy cum inside, a sated smile gracing both of your lips.

A minute passed, and so did several more. Soon, your ragged breaths steadied, your heaving chests returning to a calmed state. With a loving kiss, Keanu slowly slipped himself out, his tired body collapsing next to yours as you shifted to lie on your side, facing him. Staring adoringly at his gentle features, you felt your eyes beginning to drift close, though you tried to fight the sleep creeping in.

“It’s okay,” Keanu soothed when he noticed your drowsiness. “Go to sleep. I’ll be here next to you when you wake up.”

“Promise?” You asked in a muted tone, watching as he threw the duvet over to cover your bareness before turning off the lamp, darkness instantly enveloping the room.

Planting one last gentle kiss to your forehead, Keanu then snuggled closer, and you basked in the warmth surrounding you. “I promise.”

Content with his answer, you finally let the exhaustion take over, both your heart and mind now at ease knowing you would be peacefully asleep all night, held by the arms of the one you love the most, Keanu.

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Some dirty talking with Keanu? I need Dom!Keanu in my life🤧

Yeees nonnie! Definitely! 😉

warnings: dirty talk; masturbation, mentions of edging and squirting.

It had been a long day of press junkets and interviews and you were exhausted. Keanu did warn you that those were pretty tiring and you should sneak as many down time and power naps as possible but you were still learning the ropes of the business and didn’t manage your time as efficiently, now it was way past midnight in Berlin and you wouldn’t get a chance to speak to Keanu before bed.

You took a quick shower, ordered some room service before getting in bed to browse your messages and social media, noticing a voicemail from Keanu. With a smile, you put on your earbuds and pressed play:

Hi sweetheart. Hope the interviews went well. I know how much it can be a pain in the ass to answer slightly different versions for the same questions, something you hate. I’m betting you’re tired and stressed, so I wanted to do something to help you relax, so get in bed, lower the lights so we can start…

There was a pause in the recording, and you chuckled at the thoughtfulness of Keanu to give you the time to follow his instructions before he could start. Not that you needed anything other than his deep and rich baritone caressing your ears.  

Ok. Ready? I want you to close your eyes, imagine that I’m right beside you, murmuring in your ear. I know how much you like that. How you shiver with the way my breath tickles your skin. It always brings goosebumps to your arms and I love to trace them with my fingers. It’s an excuse to touch you and I take each and any of them. I don’t know if you noticed, but I always start at your wrist, moving up your arm, tracing those little freckles you have all the way to your biceps and shoulder. I like to keep my touch gentle to make you smile and shiver even more, sometimes giggle when I find a ticklish spot.

You could almost feel the sensations that always followed the gestures he was describing, and your breath started to pick up speed because you knew what came next.

Then I trace your collarbone, before letting my mouth join my fingers. You have such a sensitive neck, I love the little gasps and exhales you let out whenever I kiss and lick your neck. I also love that no matter how many times I do it, it never gets old for you and without a doubt, if I reach between your legs, I’ll find you getting wet already.

I love how responsive you are, sweetheart. I love how it only takes a nip and suck below your ear to have you whimpering and pressing your legs together because your cunt is already pulsing in want.

You let out a small exhale, your thighs pressing together at the little throb starting on your clit and without even thinking it, you let your hand travel down your stomach to find that little spot.

Now, I know you’re tempted to just start touching yourself, but don’t, sweetheart. Wait for it. It’ll be even sweeter if you do.

Your hand paused in its trajectory and you pouted but obeyed, letting it rest over your stomach.

I want you to touch your tits first. Don’t tug on your nipples just yet. Just brush your thumb over the tip like I do until they harden then suck your thumb to rub and flick them. Pretend it’s my tongue toying and teasing just like you like it, making you squirm and writhe with want.

I know you love when I play with your tits and I love them even more. The way they fit in my hands; the feel of them when I have much face in your chest as I’m kissing and biting and sucking until I leave my mark… You love when I mark you, don’t you, sweetheart? You love to know that you belong to me. It always gets you hot and dripping, begging for my cock.

You gasped and trembled at his words. It was more than just the content, but the possessive wanton tone of his voice. The promise it held for all the things he would be doing to you as soon as you both were back.

How wet are you right now? I bet you’re soaking your thighs, pressing them together to get just a little bit of friction to take the edge off. Do you know how hot you look like that? Horny and needy, your cunt drenched as you try to get a hold of yourself and be a good girl for me? It makes me want to keep edging you over and over until you’re crying and sobbing.

Fuck! You look so pretty when you’re moaning, desperate for my cock. Your cunt gets so sensitive and only takes a flick of my thumb to finish you off or a two fingers inside, hooked in just the right way to have you soaking my hand and the sheets and it so fucking hot when you squirt like that, sweetheart. So hot to know that I’m the only one who makes you cum like that. Go ahead and touch yourself now, but first call me because I wanna hear you coming for me. Doesn’t matter what the time is, I will answer.

Without even thinking, you hit redial, your fingers running circles over you clit as you listened to the phone ringing for what it felt like eons until Keanu finally picked up with a gruffy and sleepy hello.

“Sir, can I cum?” you whined on the line, desperate and needy exactly like he intended.

“Yes, sweetheart.” You could hear the smile on his voice and the rustling of sheets. “Cum for me.”

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Birthday Boy, One shot

Thanks for the prompt: eevee-of-rivia submitted:

If you haven’t already done that can you do a one shot where is Loki’s birthday and his sub has a really special gift for him? It can be fluffy or smut or both, you choose

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Sophie was super excited. It was Loki’s birthday, her boyfriend/Dom. And she had the perfect gift for him. The only bad thing was, she was going to have to wait until later in the day to give it to him. Which was going to drive her crazy, because she had already been bursting at the seams wanting to tell him what his gift was.

They’d been together for just over a year. They met after Loki tried to take over Earth, he was living with the Avengers to try and make up for his bad deeds. She had been in the firing line of some alien attack when they all swooped in to save the city. Loki had seen her about to be squished to a pulp, he saved her and it was love at first sight for them both.

Then when they both found out about one another’s, preferences, in the bedroom… they knew they had met the one.

Sophie found that Loki thrived taking control in the bedroom, being dominant and looking after her. While she thrived having rules and structure, being submissive and doing as she was told. Loki loved to praise her and she always felt like she was on cloud nine when he did so.

She went skipping into the Avengers tower and sought out Loki in the living room. She had his presents all wrapped and in a gift bag, but she left it to the side in the kitchen to make sure he wouldn’t sneakily peek until it was time for the party.

He was sitting reading a book when she snuck up on him and jumped onto him from behind the sofa, wrapping her arms around his neck.

‘BOO!’

‘Ah… so scary.’ Loki said mockingly, looking round at her.

Sophie giggled. ‘Happy Birthday!’ She kissed his cheek, making him smile as he reached back and slid his hand into her hair, holding the back of her head.

‘Why thank you, pet.’ He purred and captured her lips. ‘Now, where’s my present?’ He grinned over her lips, making her laugh.

‘You saw me coming in with a bag, didn’t you?’ She clambered over the back of the sofa and plonked herself on his lap.

‘Maybe.’ He chuckled and slipped his hands under her top, stroking her sides gently. She squirmed and snuggled against him.

‘You’ll need to wait till later at the party.’ Sophie said.

‘So bossy.’ Loki cooed, trailing his fingers up her back. ‘I thought I was the one in charge?’ He purred.

‘You are… Most of the time.’ She grinned and put her arms around his neck, fluttering her eyelashes at him.

He raised an eyebrow and smirked. ‘It should be all the time.’

‘It is, Sir. Just… not today.’ She bit her lower lip, wondering if she was going to get away with it.

Loki winked at her and slid one hand down to pat her bottom. ‘Don’t push your luck too much, pet. Giving you a spanking would be a delightful task to do on my birthday.’ He growled.

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Loki was lapping up all the attention at his party. He was possibly one of the very few people in the world who actually enjoyed being sang happy birthday to, while presented with a birthday cake. He was grinning constantly, pleased as punch.

When they all had a slice, Sophie couldn’t resist dabbing a bit of icing onto Loki’s nose. Making him gasp in mock shock. He grabbed her sides, squeezing her playfully. He leaned down and pressed his nose to her cheek, rubbing it on her.

She laughed and pushed at his chest.

Everyone was mingling around, enjoying the party. Loki was getting antsy though. He slipped his arm around Sophie. ‘Can I open my presents now?’

She laughed. ‘You’re worse than a kid!’

‘Pleaseeeee.’ Loki begged, showing his teeth in a big grin.

‘Alright.’ She giggled and led him over to the pile of presents. She had a feeling the longer she held off giving him his presents, the longer he’d make her suffer for it at night with holding off orgasms.

Everyone stopped dancing around and mingling, to watch Loki open his presents. He was desperate to open the ones from Sophie first, but she kept them back and said they were for last.

He tore open the rest of his presents, pleased with them all. But then he looked at Sophie. She was grinning and had the bag hidden behind her.

Loki gave her a come-hither finger. ‘Come on. Give.’ He coaxed her over to him.

‘Here you go, birthday boy!’ She finally handed him the bag.

He opened the first present and felt his heart melt. It was a lovely new scarf, she had obviously remembered him mentioning how he wanted a new one. It was in green, his colour of course. But the second present he opened was his favourite, he thought. It was a set of brand-new personalised daggers. It had his name on the handle along with a snake shaped nicely above.

‘Oh wow, love… I don’t know what to say.’ He actually felt a little choked up. This was the perfect gift for him.

He pulled her into a big hug and buried his face into her hair. ‘Thank you. So so much.’

‘That’s not all!’ She said excitedly, taking one last present out. It was tiny, he was confused.

Everyone had started mingling about again, thinking the present opening was over.

Loki opened the last present and his eyes widened. It was a key. He looked to Sophie and then the key, then back to Sophie. ‘Is this… Is this what I think it is?’

She nodded, smiling. ‘It is.’

‘A key to your home?’ His voice was soft, almost as if he didn’t believe it.

‘No, a key to my shed.’ She said, deadpan. Loki smirked. ‘Of course it is. I know you can just… magic yourself inside anywhere. But you’ve never done it at mine. So I thought, well, you might not physically need to use the key, but this is to say its ok. I want you to poof into my living room, or bedroom, whenever you want.’ She smiled, blushing a little.

Loki reached out and cupped her cheek. ‘Well, I will certainly be poofing into your bedroom plenty.’ He winked at her, making her giggle.

‘Thank you, truly.’

He felt so warmed that she trusted him, not only with her submission and everything else… But with free access to her home, whenever he wished. She had given him everything now.

‘I love you, Loki.’ She said as she gave him a big hug.

‘I love you too.’ Loki smiled, squeezing her tightly.

[toomanystoriessolittletime]

Seduce me then, Mr. Wick

Summary: Getting home from a concert at night you find John on the couch, drunk. And horny.

Pairing: John Wick / F!Reader

Wordcount: 1.532

Warnings: alcohol and smut lol

A/N: this is based on a request I got from a lovely anon: John Wick with reader where he is drunk and wants to seduce the reader (they are already together) and is really clumsy and dorky while doing it?

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Still dancing up the stairs you searched for the keys in your purse. It was shortly after midnight and you had been out with a couple friends on a concert of your favorite band. Humming you opened the door to the house, wiggling your shoes off.  You heard paws on the hardwood floors and it wasn’t long before dog trotted towards you, expecting the usual pets he always got when you got home.

“Where’s you dad, hm?” You asked, making his ears move. Giggling you walked deeper inside the house, stopping in the door of the living room where John sat on the couch, watching something on the Discovery channel.

“John?” You asked. His head turned towards you slowly, a gentle smile on his lips.

“You’re home.” He said. Walking over to him you leaned down to kiss him. Frowning when you parted from his lips.

“Enjoying the Bourbon?” You asked.

“It’s empty, so I guess…” He giggled. You were so surprised by John giggling that you couldn’t help but giggle too.

“You should have joined me. Might even have enjoyed yourself.” You said, sitting down next to him. His arms came around you immediately, you heard him breathe in deep, his nose buried in the hair on your neck.

“I think I’m a little tipsy…. No concerts for me.” He whispered, his lips sucking on your neck. Sighing you leaned into him.

“How did you get drunk, baby?” You tilted your head.

“Don’t know. Started with a beer or two and then a bourbon or three.” He whispered, his hands slowly wandering down your thighs. You were enjoying his hands on your body.

“Are you trying to get into my pants Mr. Wick?” You asked as one of his hands ran under your shirt.

“Maybe…” He chuckled.

“Sure you’re up to that?” You challenged. 

“I’m always up for that…” You felt him grin, before he tried to push you down so you were laying on your back, instead he fell off the couch, making you laugh. With your hand in front of your mouth you looked down at him.

“Guess I had more to drink than I thought…” He wondered, rubbing the back of his head. 

“Oh my poor baby. Come on. Let’s get you into bed.” You said, standing up and helping him get on his feet.

It took you almost 15 minutes to get John up the stairs, his hands always sneaking down your body. He fell into the bed like a dead tree, his weight propped on his elbows as he looked up at you, eyebrows wiggling making you laugh.

“You really are adorable when you’re drunk, John.”

“No. I’m not. I’m seductive.” He said.

“Oh yeah?” You asked, crossing your arms in front of your chest. He nodded at you.

“Go on then. Seduce me, Mr. Wick.”

John pushed himself of the bed, his finger pulling you towards him in the loop of the jeans you were wearing. He kissed your stomach, slowly pushing the fabric of your top up, struggling to get it over your head. Giggling you helped him, Moaning when his hand came up to cup your breasts, pulling the lace down, so his fingers could tease your nipples.

One of his hands wandered behind your back pushing you down so you could straddle his lap. You brought your arms around his neck as you leaned in to kiss him. The taste of bourbon and the cigarette he must have had earlier, clouding your mind.

“Whow. You’re making my head spin.” He chuckled, both of his hand coming down on your ass with a slap.

“Sure it’s me and not the bourbon?” You teased.

“Nah. You always have that effect on me.” He grinned, rubbing his nose over yours.

“My point stands. You’re adorable.” You grinned back.

He shook his head, his hair falling into his eyes.  You nodded at him. He pulled you on top of him as he let himself fall back, making you giggle before he turned you around so you were laying on your back, him on top of you.

“This might take a little longer, but I am going to fuck you tonight.” He said, a shiver running over your body at his deep voiced promise. He knelt on the bed, getting rid of his shirt. 

“I’ll be here waiting.” You grinned pushing your boobs up as you got rid of your bra.

He almost growled as he buried his face in your boobs, his beard surely giving you a beard burn. You gasped as his lips found your nipple, his tongue flickering over the nub. Your hand flew into his hair, keeping him close as he moaned. Nothing turned you on more than when John got vocal, which he only did when he had some alcohol. 

“This is heaven.” He whispered against your boobs, his hands running down the sides of your body.

“Mhh…” You hummed, your hands pulling his head towards yours so you could kiss him again. He nibbled on your upper lip as he opened the button of your pants, his hand sneaking inside, rubbing over your core. Whining you threw your head back as he parted from you and knelt back between your legs, clumsily pulling your pants off, throwing it behind him on the floor.

“That’s better.” He hummed, pulling your socks off, kissing up your leg until he was laying in between your legs, blowing air over your now naked pussy, making you gasp.

“So pretty.” He whispered, his lips blowing raspberry kisses over your folds, his tongue daring out dip into it, making you moan.

“And so wet.” He grinned before his lips closed around your clit sucking on it. Your eyes rolled back as he devoured you, your hands pulling at his hair, keeping him close to you.

“God, John…” You whimpered, your hips moving to meet his mouth.

“Best thing I ever fucking tasted…” He groaned as he slowly kissed himself up your body, finding yourself in a sloppy and wet kiss, making you taste yourself.

“Ride me?” He asked, making you grin. Nodding your pushed him to lay on his back as your hand rubbed over his hard cock, Pulling his boxers down you knelt above him, your hand grabbing his hard cock, rubbing it slowly while you watched him. Letting your thumb run over his tip, spreading his precum you brought your finger to your lips, moaning as you tasted him.

“That’s so fucking sexy.” He groaned, his hands landing on your hips. You bit your lip as you looked down at him and moved yourself up so you were kneeling over his cock.

“Seems like I’m the one who’s fucking you tonight, Jonathan.” You teased, slowly sinking down on him, closing your eyes as he stretched you slowly.

“Fucking hell…” He groaned beneath you, his hand grabbing your hips, surely leaving marks. Opening your eyes to look down at him as you had taken him completely you found him looking up at you, lips parted. Rolling your hips once he breathed in deep.

“Stop teasing.” He whined, his hips thrusting up, making you moan.

Bringing your hands down on his chest, you began to move your hips slowly up and down, enjoying the way he seemed to fit so perfectly inside of you, rubbing over all the spots that made you weak. 

“I’m not gonna last long tonight…” He groaned, his hands on your hips helping you bounce on his cock as you fastened the pace, fucking him hard. 

“Me neither…” You whimpered, your hands coming up to grab your boobs, pulling at your nipple making you moan. You felt his hips meet your movements, thrusting up into you. One of his hands left your hips, bringing it between your legs, his fingers finding your clit, spreading the wetness and circling it the way you liked it.

“Just like.. Yeah… Just like that…” You moaned.

“Gonna cum inside that tight fucking pussy…” He groaned, now pushing hard up into you. Chasing your orgasm you moaned when you felt him spill, his cock twitching as he pumped his load deep inside of you, cursing under his breath. You were so, so close.

“Cum for me Honey….” He moaned, still on his high as he flickered your clit. Your walls tightened around his cock, as your orgasm washed over you, making you whimper his name. Opening your eyes you smiled as you looked down at him, bending down to kiss him softly. His hand found it’s way on your ass, kneading and massaging.

“I love you….” He hummed against your lips.

“I love you too, Jonathan.” You smiled.

Slowly you got up from him, getting off the bed.

“Gonna take a quick shower.” You said as you picked up the various items of clothing lying all over the floor as you walked towards the en suite bathroom. Turning around towards the bed to look at John, you saw that his eyes were closed, his breathing even, his hands on his stomach, lying naked in the middle of the bed. . 

Chuckling to yourself you shook your head before you silently closed the door behind you to let him sleep.

[eevee-eclair]

Birthday Surprise

Written by Eevee

Warnings: excessive flirting, a little bit of agnst, feral Patton for like one line, mentions of bad parenting (tell me if I missed one!)

Random side note: Happy late birthday, Logan (like really late 0.0 oops) This is the start of a small ongoing chapter fic where all the sides are in a relationship together! If you want on the taglist, let me know.

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Logan woke up to a somewhat silent house, which was weird since with six roommates—who he also happened to be romantically involved with—you’d think someone had died. He rolled over and checked the time, jumping out of bed when he saw it was way past nine.

He quickly got dressed and almost fell down the stairs in his rush to get to work. He grabbed a banana before snatching his car keys and wallet and walking to his car.

Logan cursed when he saw Roman had parked behind him again, blocking him in the driveway. He ran back inside to find Roman sitting with Patton on the couch watching a Disney movie.

“Roman, you parked behind me again,” he said, tapping his foot in irritation.

Roman looked over and nodded. “I know.”

Logan raised an eyebrow. “So move your car,” he told him.

Roman shook his head. “Nope!”

“Please, Roman,” Logan said. “I have to get to work, I’m already late enough!”

Roman stiffed his laughter. “Starlight, baby, Nerd of my life, do you know what day it is?” He asked. Patton was also holding in giggles.

“Yes! It’s Tuesday, November 3rd, 2020 10:31 am. A day that I have work!” Logan said. He tossed Roman’s keys at him. “So please move your car before I have Remus do it.”

Roman burst into laughter. “Lo, do you know what’s special about today?”

Logan nodded. “Yeah! My first late day in three years! Please move your car.”

Roman stopped laughing. He honestly looked a little upset. “Do you really not know what today is?” He mumbled.

Logan pinched the bridge of his nose. “I already told you today’s date,” he sighed.

Patton frowned. “Lolo, it’s your birthday.”

Logan was about to deny it, then he remembered that it in fact was his birthday. “Oh.”

Roman nodded. “Janus called your boss and called you in sick and Virgil went out to get waffles. We’re gonna celebrate it!” He said, smiling a little.

Logan shook his head. “I told you I don’t celibate mine because it’s not worth it.”

Roman sighed dramatically. “We know how you feel about it, Starlight! But you live with us now and we’re going to erase what your suck up parents taught you!” He declared, standing up. “Now go put on your onesie so we can cuddle before Virgil comes back with breakfast.”

Logan opened his mouth to argue but with a quick glare from Roman and puppy eyes from Patton, he thought better of it and ran upstairs. On his way he passed Remus coming out of the bathroom, fully naked and dripping wet.

“Lolo!” They cried, pulling him into a bone crushing hug. “Happy birthday!”

Logan cringed as his favorite shirt became covered in water but hugged his partner back with a smile regardless. “Thanks, Cephy. Could you please move though? Roman demanded I put on my onesie.”

Remus nodded and dragged him to their room. “Yeah, but it’s in my room!” They told him, opening their door.

“Why is it in your room?” He asked, stepping in.

Remus blushed a little—a rare sight since they weren’t easily ashamed—before waving him off and getting dressed. “That doesn’t matter! What does matter is that it’s clean and it’s on my bed,” they said, pulling some sweat pants on.

Logan sighed and took Remus’ hands in his. “Were you having a bad day?” He asked.

Remus nodded. “Yeah,” they confessed sheepishly. “But I’m all better now and it’s your birthday so we’re not gonna focus on that!” They said, changing the subject and putting on their favorite shirt.

Logan nodded and walked over, grabbing his onesie and changing into it. “If you need to, we can talk about it,” he told them.

Remus shook their head. “I’m fine! Now come on, I think Virgil’s back!” They cried, dragging Logan downstairs again.

Sure enough, Virgil was handing out boxes of food to everyone in the living room. Apparently at some point Janus had shown up, still dressed in his PJs, and sat himself in Roman’s lap. Logan would be lying if he said he wasn’t a little jealous.

Virgil heard them approaching and smiled. “Well well well, if it isn’t the birthday boy,” he teased, turning around. He shoved a box of waffles into Logan’s chest and kissed his cheek. “Happy birthday.”

Logan felt his face grow hot. “Th-thank you, Kitten,” he mumbled, taking the box. Logan had known Virgil for most his life and had been dating him for many years but no matter how long they’ve been together, Virgil could still make him blush and babble like a fool.

Virgil giggled and pulled both him and Remus to the couch. “Come on, birthday waffles and birthday snuggles for the birthday boy!”

Janus cringed. “Please stop saying birthday,” he begged.

Virgil stuck his tongue out. “No.”

Janus sighed. “You are a pain in the ass sometimes,” he groaned.

Virgil booped his nose. “In more ways than one,” he said with a smirk.

Remus pouted. “That’s my line!” they whined.

Logan laughed and kissed the pout off their face. “Don’t be upset, darling. Virge will make it up to you,” he told them.

Remus and Virgil tilted their heads like the kittens they were. “How?” Virgil asked. Remus nodded in agreement, also wanting an answer.

Logan shrugged. “He always does. He also brought waffles so that also sweetens the deal.”

Patton squealed and pulled him to the couch, trapping him in a hug. “Dad joke?!”

Logan paled and tried to break free. “Never!” He yelled. He grabbed for Virgil to help him out. “Virge, help me!”

Virgil shook his head and sat with Remus on the other end of the couch, both eating their waffles. “Nope! You got yourself in this mess, you can get yourself out,” he said, taking a bite of waffle.

Logan sighed and gave up in the struggle. “Can I at least have my breakfast?” He asked, looking over at his discarded box.

Roman nodded. “I got you,” he said, picking up the box and handing it to him along with a fork.

Logan thanked him and dug in, eating his favorite food surrounded by his favorite people. It was almost too perfect for him. He moved around in Patton’s lap until he was sitting like Janus in Roman’s and felt a small kiss land on his head. He smiled and put his waffles away, going to collect his “birthday kisses” and the others would put it.

Patton giggled. “And we call Virgil a kitten,” he joked, running a hand through Logan’s hair.

Logan blushed and out his face in Patton’s neck. “Falsehood.”

Everyone laughed and Logan felt himself be picked up off Patton’s lap. He yelped as he came face to face with Roman, tucked in his arms. Roman immediately started kissing him. Logan happily kissed back, wrapping his arms around him.

Roman pulled away and Logan pouted, wanting more. Roman laughed and dumped him in Virgil and Remus’ laps. Both started attacking him with their own kisses, Remus on his neck and Virgil on his stomach. Logan started giggling and tried to pull away weakly.

Virgil and Remus eventually stopped and Remus picked him up and threw him at Janus who didn’t kiss him, just placed him between his legs and played with his hair. Logan smiled and leaned into the touch. He eventually moved to his shoulders and started rubbing the tension away.

Everyone watched as Logan turned to jelly, almost purring as he started finally relaxing as years of strain and stress melted away. Virgil wondered how long it had been since he’d taken a full day off, not just the small half days he gives himself.

Janus stopped when he noticed Logan had fallen asleep. He placed a small kiss to his head before turning to his other partners, worry etched in his face.

“How long do you think it’s been since he took a real break?” He asked, running a hand through Logan’s hair again.

Patton was the only one to speak up. “It’s been a long time,” he mumbled, putting a hand on Logan’s ankle. “We need to make him take more breaks.”

Roman nodded. “I’m gonna have to start calling him Hamilton,” he half joked. He succeeded since Virgil laughed a little.

Remus sighed. “Nerdy Wolverine needs to learn he can take breaks first,” they muttered. Remus got several sad nods in response.

Patton stood up and almost screamed if it weren’t for Logan sleeping peacefully. “If I ever get my hands on the bastards who made him think and feel this way, I’ll… I’ll… I’ll kick their shins!” He cried, stomping to the kitchen. “I’m going to stress bake, call me if you need me.”

The rest of Logan’s loved ones stood in shock at Patton outburst. They all knew Patton hated Logan’s family, but he was never this angry. Usually he’d give Logan a hug and tell him it’s gonna be okay, not flip out and stress bake.

Virgil was the first to speak up. “Make a cake so we don’t have to buy one!” He called. He cringed when his voice came out a little too loud and Logan shifted in Janus’ lap.

Logan cracked an eye open and shot up, gasping. “Oh my god, I fell asleep, didn’t I? I’m so sorry,” he quickly apologized.

Janus pulled him back down and shushed him with a kiss. “You’re fine, Darling. Don’t apologize, you didn’t do anything wrong,” he reassured.

Logan pouted “But we’re supposed to be spending time together! I ruined that by falling asleep,” he whined.

Roman shook his head and sat next to him. “You needed to sleep. If we wanted you awake we would have woken you up,” he told him, booping his nose.

Logan nodded a little. “Where’s Patton?” He asked, changing the subject, still a little uneasy.

“In here kiddo!” Patton called, walking out of the kitchen with a bowl of cake batter. “Roman and I are going to make your cake, so while that’s happening, you guys are gonna open presents. Is that okay?”

Logan nodded. “Yeah, that works,” he said, rubbing his eyes and sitting up.

Remus and Virgil ran upstairs to get their gifts and Roman walked to the kitchen to help Patton bake the cake. Really he just needed him to help decorate, but that was between them.

Virgil came down first with his and Janus’ gifts since Logan decided Janus made a nice pillow and wasn’t allowed to move. Janus took his gift and they waited for Remus who came crashing down the stairs, holding a small box.

Logan was handed Janus’ first so he tore it open and smiled, taking a notebook out of the shredded papers. It was dark blue with gold swirls and stars decorating the front. On the inside it had a pocket for putting writing utensils and erasers.

“It’s that notebook you liked a few weeks ago,” Janus explained. Logan nodded, remembering the book. “You’re so hard to buy for, I jumped at the opportunity to get it for you.”

Logan kissed his cheek. “It’s perfect, Janus. Thank you.”

Janus blushed. “You’re welcome.”

Remus fake gagged and shoved their box in Logan’s now empty hands. “Stop being gross with Double D and open my gift!”

Logan laughed a little and opened the box. Inside was a gold chain necklace with silver star charms around it. For the centerpiece was a bronze crescent moon decorated with smaller jewels to appear shiny. Logan looked up at Remus, his mouth hanging open.

Remus flinched a little. “Do… do you not like it?” They asked.

Logan gasped and shook his head. “Remus, this is beautiful!” He said, slipping it on. It was a perfect fit. “I love it!”

Remus sighed. “Good, Roman helped with it so it’s kind of a split gift,” they said, pointing in Roman’s general direction.

Logan smiled. “That’s fine. It makes me happy that you two worked together to find this.”

Roman walked out of the kitchen, frosting stuck to his apron and nose. “Did he like it?” He asked Remus. Remus nodded and he grinned. “Good,” he muttered, walking back into the kitchen. Remus and Roman had saved up for that necklace for months because it was so expensive. They weren’t going to let Logan know, though. Logan tended to feel guilty when someone buys him a really expensive gift.

Virgil handed Logan his box, frowning a little. “It’s not as good as theirs, but I tried,” he mumbled, looking at the ground.

Logan took the box and gave him a small smile. “I’m sure it’s wonderful, Kitten,” he said, tearing it open. Logan gasped at the star patterned blanket in his hands. He lifted it and found it was also weighted. Logan looked at Virgil, silently asking why.

Virgil shrugged a little. “I thought you’d like it. Plus, weighted blankets are known to help with touch starvation, which we know you have,” he added with a knowing glare.

Logan blushed a little but smiled nonetheless. “I still love it, Kitten, thank you.”

Virgil returned the smile. “You’re welcome.”

Roman came back out of the kitchen with Patton following close behind. If you looked hard enough you’d find gray frosting on both their lips, but only slightly.

Logan turned to Patton and smiled, opening his arms for snuggled. Patton happily came over and sat next to him and pulled him into his lap, letting Janus stand up and stretch his tired legs.

Patton gave him a quick kiss before giving his a sad smile. “I’m sorry I didn’t get you a gift this year, Lolo,” he said.

Logan shook his head. “Your presence is a gift enough, Pat. I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Logan heard Patton giggle. “I thought Roman was the poetic one,” he joked. “But since I don’t have anything to give you, how about I share the double chocolate cake I just made?”

Logan’s face lit up and he nodded excitedly. “Yes please!” He said, standing up.

Patton giggled again before taking them all to the kitchen. Logan gasped at the beautiful cake. It was covered with blue frosting and black and white swirls on the top and golden sprinkles. Upon closer inspection, he saw they were stars and moons. The candles on it were red, blue, and purple, the colors of the bi flag; and Logan’s sexuality.

Roman walked up with a lighter and lit the candles, stepping back when he was done. Logan was confused as to why everyone looked like they were waiting for something.

“What are you waiting for?” Logan asked after a while of trying to figure it out. “Did I do something wrong?” He whispered, shrinking in on himself to appear smaller.

Virgil frowned. “You did nothing wrong, Lo. We’re just waiting for you to make a wish and blow out your candles,” he explained.

Patton slapped his hands over his mouth and gasped. “You’ve never done that… have you?”

Logan shook his head. “I never celebrated my birthday, let alone make a wish that probably won’t come true,” he said.

Remus made a weird growling noise in the back of their throat and Roman gave a very forced and somewhat strained smile. “Well today is your lucky day, Pocket Protector! You get to make your first birthday wish!”

Logan gave him a look that said ‘I’m-not-sure-I-should-but-I’m-going-to-act-like-I-know-what-I’m-doing-to-appear-smarter’. “Why would I purposefully commit a falsehood?” He asked.

Janus scoffed. “It doesn’t have to be a lie, dear, it’s about making you feel good. If that ‘feel good’ is a lie, then by all means, go ahead and lie. But if that something is obtainable, it’s not a falsehood, as you put it,” he explained. He got several nods of agreement.

Logan nodded in understanding. “So I don’t have to wish for something outlandish?” He asked, clarifying.

Remus shook their head. “Nope! You can wish for whatever your nerdy heart desires!”

Logan smiled and blew out the candles without a second thought, proud of his wish. “I wish for all my partners to be happy!”

The twins looked a little devastated and Remus was about to explain to him you can’t say your wish, but with a sharp glare from Patton both kept quiet and congratulated him on his first birthday wish.

Patton clapped his hands and picked up the cake knife. “Who wants cake?” He asked.

Logan got the first slice while Janus snuck the second. Virgil took the third and Roman and Remus split the fourth (neither are allowed to have a lot of sugar anyway). Patton took the fifth. Once everyone had a slice, they started eating. It was amazing, of course, since both Patton and Roman worked at a bakery you’d expect nothing less.

Logan finished first and took a second slice. It surprised no one since it was his favorite cake. Roman and Remus also got another slice, continuing to split the slice. If the twins had too much sugar, the house would figuratively (and maybe literally) explode.

Once everyone had their share of cake, they migrated back to the couch where Logan was sat down in the middle of his lovers. Someone put his new blanket around his shoulders and he felt his eyes get heavy. He let himself fall back asleep with his head in Remus’ lap, happy with the way his first birthday went.

[naomisimagines]

Hi! Your writing is so good! I love the one about the characters declaring their love? How would Gordie and Milo go about doing that? They are my favorite boys 💜💜

understandable, they are such g o o d boYs

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Gordie

Melony was the one who introduced you to Gordie

After you had challenged her, she immediately dragged you away afterwards 

Of course, he was reluctant to meet you since his mom was the one introducing you and all

But as soon as he sat across from you in Bob’s Your Uncle, he was blown away

Your eevee was sitting on your lap, and you shyly smiled at him as he sat down

The two of you hit it off immediately, and Melody was quite delighted

But you taught him to be a little more adventurous, as his mom had kept him quite sheltered 

You often took him out into the wild area when you were trying to fill out your PokeDex, and Gordie often told you a bunch of facts about the Pokemon you were catching, more than the PokeDex told you anyway

And one day, you invited him out to Postwick so you could show him where you found the Rusted Shield

 But you had stopped by your house real quick, figuring it wouldn’t hurt to introduce Gordie to your mom

Which initiated your mom into teasing mode as soon as she saw him walk through the door

“Who is this lovely young man y/n? Is he your boyfriend?”

“No mum, he’s j-just a good friend of mine! I’m taking him over to see the Slumbering Weald.”

Both of your faces were really red, but your mom just shrugged it off and the two of you bOlted out of there

You walked in silence all the way into the clearing before you awkwardly said, “S-sorry about my mom and all…”

Gordie laughed awkwardly before saying, “I meannnnnn…”

“I would be glad to have you as my significant other…? I’m sure you don’t feel the same but-”

You then enveloped him in the biggest hug ever and now won’t let him gO

Milo

You and Milo had grown up on Turfield’s biggest farms, which happened to be rivals… for practically no reason

Milo’s family grew products like wheat and barley, while your family grew every berry imaginable

You had taken on Bug-type Pokemon for your team, while Milo took on Grass types, of course

You know you’re supposed to view Milo’s family as your absolute enemy, but you had met Milo when you were both little

It was your family’s annual berry festival day, where everyone in Turfield was invited, except for Milo’s family

But you had snuck away from the festivities with just a Pecha Berry tart in hand, since you really just wanted to play with your Blipbug

However, you had wandered just a little too far off of your family’s property, and without knowing it, had ended up on Milo’s family property

Milo noticed you immediately, as he had left his house after his parents kept complaining about the festival

But he came over to you carefully, and said, “Hey… you’re from the other family, aren’t you?”

You didn’t really answer him, and gave him a glare instead

“L-listen, I don’t want you to get in trouble,” he says gently, “But you’re on my family’s property… so you should probably head back. It is your family’s berry festival today, after all!”

You were so taken back that someone you had been told to hate was now saving you from a grave punishment

You nodded thankfully before saying, “You can have this.”

You held out the Pecha Berry tart you had brought with you to him

He smiled at you before taking it from you and saying, “Thanks! What’s you name, then?”

“It’s y/n.”

From that day on, you and Milo often secretly met somewhere out in the fields, or right in the middle of Turfield, far away from the tension of your family’s farms

The citizens were always confused to why the two of you were interacting, but no one was brave enough to start a whole family feud

Both of you had easily developed feelings for each other

And when Milo became the Gym Leader of Turfield, you found yourself seeing him less and less

But once again, on the day of your family’s berry festival

You had snuck away, this time with a Pecha Berry tart that you had made yourself

Since ya know, they were Milo’s favorite

Milo came sneaking up behind you, slipping his arms around you discreetly

Causing you to drop the Pecha Berry tart right onto the ground

“I was going to give that to you, you dork!,” you exclaimed

Milo giggled before saying, “If you become my S/O, you can make them for me whenever you want… how about that?”

~~

Masterlist

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #351

“the writing on the wall  /  a psalm of napalm  /  abandon all hope, but try to stay calm”

Do you have bad posture? Oh yeah. Are your eyes sensitive to sunlight? VERY. How many miles can you run without stopping? An astonishing zero miles. Who is the most attractive person you know personally? My high school friend Alon, probably. Have you ever dated someone who was very vastly different from your “type”? No. When was the first time you said "I love you" to a significant other? When I dated my first real boyfriend Jason at 16. I actually said it very early in because I thought I was "supposed" to, and I did REALLY like him. How old were you when you first lived alone? If you’ve never lived alone, how old do you think you’ll be? I haven't yet, and idk. What do you wish you had been better prepared for? Ha, adulthood. Is there anything about you (physically) that you think turns people off of you right off the bat? My weight. Do you know anyone with a semicolon tattoo? I have a semicolon butterfly tattoo on my wrist, and while it's very subtle, my Mark tat features a semicolon, too. It's outlined by a quote he's said ("you are important, never forget that"), and the "i" is a semicolon. Idk if I know anyone else with one. Have you ever overdosed on a drug? Once accidentally, once purposefully. Have you ever kissed a guy you didn’t want to kiss? Yes. Who was the last guy you cuddled with? Girt. What is something you’ve had a toxic reaction to? The breakup with Jason. In the last picture taken of you, how did you pose? I just tilted my head, smiled, and gave a peace sign, haha. Mom wanted to show my sister how I looked with a dozen wires and other shit attached to me for my sleep study. Have you ever made a fake Facebook account? If so, why? No. If you were an Eevee, what would you wanna evolve into? Probably Espeon? They're so, so majestic and beautiful. I'd love to feel like that, lol. What flavor was the last piece of gum you chewed? Raspberry lemonade. Did you ever used to watch the show Teen Titans? Nah. When you were in school/if you are in school, do you actually share your grades with your parents? If you got/get a bad grade, do you hide it from them? My mom always stayed up-to-date with my grades. I never really had anything to hide. Have you ever been the designated driver? Once or twice, yeah. Were you obsessed with Webkinz when they first came out? "Obsessed" is an understatement. I was that kid with dozens upon dozens. They were pretty much my favorite thing. Who do you subscribe to on YouTube, if anybody? Oh Jesus, looooots. Are you wearing nail polish right now? What color? No. Neon colors, or pastel? Pastel. Are you currently pregnant? Do you wish you were/weren’t? I'm not and have zero desire to be. Have you ever had a dog? A good number of them throughout my life. Is there any drama going on right now in your life? No. Does your hair fall out a lot? No. What’s your favourite type of bird? Barn owls. I also love ravens and crows. How many friends do you have on Facebook? 126. What was on the last sandwich you ate? Pb&j. What sort of music did you listen to when you were in high school? The same as I do now: metal and its various subgenres. Have you ever gotten back together with an ex? No. How far away is the closest store to your house and what is it? I'm actually unsure which is the closest. We live in a cul-de-sac with a bunch of houses, and the street opens into just outside the main city, so there's a lot of stores. What is your favourite Thai dish? I've actually never tried Thai food. How many contacts do you have in your phone? Very few, but I don't feel like counting. Are there any candles in your bedroom, and what scent are they? No. What pet names do you use with your significant other? I'm single. Do you have to wear a name badge where you work? I don’t have a job. Can you hear anything right now? Yeah, I'm watching Gab Smolders play Skyrim. It's a game I've always wanted to play myself. Is there anybody else in the room you’re currently in? No. What’s the name of the store you usually get your groceries? Walmart. Does your house have a porch/balcony? It has a very, very small porch. What is your mother’s first name? Donna. Did you have a tree house as a kid? No. Are you afraid of speaking to large audiences? I'm terrified of it. Have you ever cried from being so mad? Oh yeah, it's very common for me to cry when I'm mad. Have you ever taken a bath with someone? As a kid, yes. Do you have any brothers? One older one. Does your family use coasters? Is anyone in your family excessively tidy? No. Do you wear pajamas to places other than at your house? Ha, yeah, just depends on where. Do you take showers in the morning or at night more? Morning. I used to be ALL about night showers, but I just love how refreshing they are in the morning. It's a good start to the day. Do you snore? Steal the covers? Roll around in your sleep? I steal the covers SO bad and roll around a lot. God bless whoever marries me. You see the person you fell hardest for. What do you do? I can guarantee I'd be a total deer in headlights and probably tear up or just straight-up cry. Have you been/are you depressed? It's nowhere near as bad as it was once upon a time, but I honestly am depressed these days. Who is the one person you can completely be yourself around? I only feel entirely "safe" doing that around Sara. Are your popups blocked on your computer? Yeah. Are your parents night owls or morning birds? My mom's a total night owl. She absolutely hates sleeping because it's "such a waste of time" to her, but of course she does it anyway. I haven't lived with my father since I was like 16, so idk what he's really like with this stuff now, but I'd call him an early bird, particularly because his job has him up early anyway. Do you have high blood pressure? No; my blood pressure is actually extremely low, so much so it scares every doctor who hasn't treated me before. It's a medication side effect and seriously sucks, because I am absolutely always light-headed and dizzy. Have you ever pumped gas? No. Are you affectionate? Very. What would a perfect yard look like for you? Hmmm... I'm going to include things I know I won't realistically have for maintenance reasons, but what's ideal. I would loooove love love at least one really big tree with maybe a birdhouse and like a bat box (is that what they're called?), and I'd love tons and tons of flowers to feed bees and other wildlife. A koi pond would be amazing, but that's one of those things I know I won't actually have. A pool would be really nice, preferably inground, and having a spot in the shade would be perfect. Some berry bushes would be cool, and grape vines... Man, I'm really fantasizing now, haha. What is a topic that you have just recently become interested in? Nothing very recently, but I'd say the most recent would be uhhhh tarantulas, though that's been a thing for many months now. What is a feel-good song that you’ve been listening to lately? None lately, anyway. I can tell you "Jump" by Van Halen is the staple "feel-good" song for me, though. What are some things you enjoy seeing pictures of? Meerkats... Mark... more meerkats and Mark... oh also meerkats and Mark... Is there anything you are scared/awkward about talking about in life? Don't talk to me about sex. Has a pet ever stolen food from you as you were eating it? AS I was eating it, no. What is the weirdest compliment you have ever been given? I have no idea. What’s stronger - your upper or lower body? Jesus, I couldn't tell you. I'm just weak, period. Women tend to have more lower body strength, so I GUESS maybe that, but given the fact my legs are horribly weak, I don't know. My arms aren't strong, either. Are you very careful with your technology (phone, laptop, etc) or do you take risks that could damage them? I try to be mindful and careful, but you could say the way I pick up my laptop sometimes is risky. Have you ever been in the newspaper? What for? I think so, as part of my graduating class? But that would be a LOT of people... so I actually don't know. I have this faint memory of being in it with other people, but idr. Would you say that the area you live in is particularly picturesque? Ew, no. What is your favorite type of cat? One does not simply pick ONE favorite kind of cat. I love Persians, Ragdolls, Siamese, sphynxes, bengals, Abyssinians, and I could go on and on. If you had your way, what color(s) would you dye your hair? I have A LOT of colors I want to dye my hair, but the ones I'm currently most interested in are pastel pink, creamsicle orange, and lilac. Do you like seafood? If so, what is your favorite? If not, what is your favorite type of food? I only like shrimp. What religion/spiritual path intrigues you the most, if any? Paganism. It's the one I think is closest to what I believe in, and I just find it all very interesting. I love the nature focus. Would you ever consider getting dreadlocks? Nooooo. How many times is your cartilage pierced in your ears? None anymore. :( I miss all my piercings that closed while hospitalized. Have you ever had a pet bird? Nah. It'd be cool, but I don't want one enough to actually get one. Do you like dinosaurs? I looooove dinos. They were my obsession as a kid. My first dream career was even a paleontologist. Do you like going for long walks with friends? If my legs worked like a healthy fucking human's, I would love to do that again. I would literally collapse if I tried to go on a long walk now. Do you miss anyone from school? I miss a lot of people from school. I'm thankful for Facebook for that, but even that's not enough, really. What is your favorite flavor of Jolly Ranchers? Watermelon, I think? Was there a strawberry one? How are your parents right now? I'm assuming Dad's fine, and Mom's okay, just stressed as she always is. Can you take naps, or does it make you feel horrible? Man, I love naps. They're like, mandatory for my existence, lol. If you celebrate Christmas, do you get a real tree or an artificial tree? A fake one. Have you ever been told you were a good writer? Yeah. Do you watch music videos? No. Do you own an account on Club Penguin? Haha awww, remember the worldwide heartbreak when that site shut down? Anyway, I did as a kid. Do you like lemonade? Sure do. Was your first kiss perfect? To me it was. How do you feel about the first person you kissed? I feel a lot of things about him. As of right now, how do you feel about your future? Nervous. Who is the last person you ran into unexpectedly? *shrugs* Is sex something special, or just for fun? It has to be something special for me personally. Do you follow fashion? If so, why? Not at all. Have you ever played a real pinball machine? No. Do you like the smell of BBQs? I love the smell, but don't like the food. Do wasps scare you? Yes. Are you currently trying to get over someone? I mean, yes and no. I don't think I'll ever be fully over Jason, but I feel like I'm as "over him" as I'll ever be, maybe. I hope I can even further let him go, but we'll just have to see. Have you ever dated someone with longer hair than yours? Yes. Have you ever worn flip flops in the snow? HA, oh yeah. If it's only a dusting, I don't care at all. I pretty much always wear flip flops. How old were you when you met your first love? I was 15. If you could have one more pet, what? JUST one? Probably a Brazilian Black tarantula, ideally. I technically want a western hognose snake more, but given I already have a snake, in this hypothetical situation, I'd take the spider. Would you rather have an owl or a snake? Ha, speaking of snakes. A snake, even though I adore owls. What do you order at Chic-Fil-A? I don't give my business to Chick-fil-A. They're reigned by homophobic, transphobic pieces of shit that have given monetary contributions to anti-LGBT foundations, including most disgustingly those that support conversion therapy. I admittedly looooove their chicken sandwiches, but I just can't in good conscience go there. Have you ever been addicted to cigarettes? No, given I've never smoked and will never. Which do you use more? Facebook or Instagram? Facebook. Did you enjoy your past relationships? Yeah. Do you like '80s music? '80s metal is great. Something you would NEVER buy? Drugs. Have you ever questioned your sexuality? I first questioned if I was bisexual in middle school, 8th grade I think, but I went into denial about it given I was Christian at the time. Looking back, there were many clear signs of me liking girls too, I just didn't notice them until a few years ago when I came out as bi. Do you like Star Wars? No. What is the best thing about life? Experiencing love, both platonic and romantic. Are you superstitious? No. What show/concert have you gone to that you didn’t like much? I haven't experienced a bad concert before, but then again I've only been to one. Is sex a must in your life? Nah. Have you watched porn alone before? I've never watched porn period. I have absolutely no desire to watch two random people go at each other. What do you think about weed? It should be legal everywhere, but treated similarly to alcohol in that there are legal repercussions to doing certain things, like driving, under the influence. There are just too many benefits for many health conditions to ignore. Have you read the entire Bible before? No. I've started to before, but I didn't get far.

[pkmnsdarkqueen]

The Drake Saga: And why giving kids an eevee is better than a hydreigon

Just A cute store about how Drake met Karne and eventually became an umbreon. Tho there is a pyrce scene so uhhh

Tw: child abuse, mental abuse, emotional abuse

Also heads up Karen’s birth name Okera or ‘oki-doki’ which is the nickname her dad uses, is mentioned, refer to headcannons about how she ended up with Karen as her name.

Below cut for length

“Hey Okie-doki wanna see what daddy got you?”

The man grinned after bursting open the door. At least that was what Drake assumed happened from what he heard inside the pokeball. He didn’t really understand all that was happening. Just that he was picked up from his mother, and taken with this man. Some stranger he didn’t know, and heard a small girl giggling from outside his ball. 

“Adgar what did you do?”

“Something amazing because every child deserves-”

And then it happened. There was a bright light and he went from sitting inside the pokeball to sitting on the ground. Some wood ground with eyes all staring at him. There was the man, a woman who wasn’t smiling staring at the man, and a child with large blue eyes maybe no older than 4. 

“Ugh Adgar I said we had enough pokemon.”

“Yeah we have enough but Okie-doki here deserves to have one especially sinec she’d about to head to school.”

“Mine?!”

The child squeaked looking up in awe at who Drake assumed to be your fathers. 

“All yours kiddo, we can go make it official at the pokemon center later.”

That was all it took for Drake to find himself in a new situation. He didn’t have time to react as the child moved with immediate speed to wrap him in her arms. He gave a squeak at first in fear, but soon found her grip was surprisingly too strong to break from. It was warm too.....well the warmth wasn’t so bad.

“Adgar honestly.”

“Oh come on Yua I didn’t get her a dragon type since you said that was too dangerous, or a dark type since they’re bad omens to your family. I still think a hydregion would of been cool, but I think this eevee is perfect. I went ahead and named him Drake.”

Yes....Drake, the name this human dubbed him when getting him. Everyone seemed so excited about what was happening besides this woman. There had been so much smiling and joy around him, and yet her face never moved from it’s frown. Giggling rang in his ear as the child kept saying Drake, and finding new spots to pet him in her arms. 

As this happened the man crouched down next to his daughter, and pulled her closer for a side hug as he held up the shiny new pokeball freshly engraved on the bottom. 

“See this Okera? This is Drake’s pokeball, he’s gonna have a little home in here ok? Wanna know what this says?”

“Yeah!”

“It says,’every princess needs a dragon,’ and Drake is gonna help keep you safe, and you’re gonna keep him safe. That’s what being a trainer is about. As you change he’s gonna change with you, and just like how I want you to become whatever you wanna be he’s going to become something he wants to be ok?”

Her dad explained in a soft comforting voice. Drake stared at him a moment processing this whole arrangement he was explaining. It seemed...silly. How was this doughy child supposed to protect him. He could get out of this hold if he wanted! As he looked back at those eyes he faltered though. They were just, so happy, so kind, so innocent in a way that when she pipped in he knew she was saying it with her whole heart. 

“We Drake’s family! Gonna be the best trainer to him!”

I’ll be a good pokemon to you too tiny human.

He smiled setting his paw on her nose immediately getting a giggle from her, yeah this wasn’t so bad. 

Dragons for dad

“Woah I mean you kinda look dragon like, do you feel like anything that feels like evolving yet?”

Karen asked crouched down next to her Eevee. The pokemon closed his eyes tightly. Alright think scales, and fijre breathing, and jewel hoarding, and thing dragon, think dragon! He focused all of his energy but.....nothing. There wasn’t even the lighting tingle of change he felt. He failed again. Drake realized opening his eyes as he stared at the ground despondently. 

“Aw it’s ok Drake maybe we just gotta try using a new move or something.”

Karen encouraged starting to pull one of the dragon scales from his fur. Seeing that she was pulling the plug for the day he spit out the two dragon fangs he’d wedged in his mouth as well. The two of them were trying to accomplish something unheard of, the first dragon eeveelution. So far they’d tried alot of things, and the latest method was evolution items. He was sort of decorated everywhere in scales and fangs she’d collected still with no luck. 

“Hey I’m sure next time we’ll get it! You’re still the goodest of boys ok! We’re gonna make dad proud together, so that when he comes back he’s gonna be blown away by how good of a duo we are!”

She was so alight with passion, and energy as she clenched her fist in determination Drake gave an excited yip to hide the pain in his heart. He knew her dad wasn’t coming back. While she slept he’d been sneaking about hearing what their mother said, how she lied about everything, and how she’d changed things to hide from their father. Even changing the child’s name to Karen. In Karen’s mind this would solve it, getting the first dragon eeveelution would be so impressive her dad had to come back. When the truth was, he couldn’t. 

Maybe though if he could do it, maybe he’d see that innocent smile again, and help her like he was supposed to.

Not such a stupid child

“I think you should use Trick for this.”

The old man encouraged handing her a pokeball that twitched with the violent spirit of the murkrow inside. Drake didn’t like that pokemon, no one on the team liked that pokemon. Something was wrong with him. There was almost no thought to the bird besides violence as even it’s words to their ears sounded garbled and overall manic. Stepping in front of his trainer out if instinct he saw the man meet eyes with him. There was a stare that was clearly an invitation to step down, but Drake didn’t move. He didn’t want that pokemon to hurt his human again, or tear his blue bandana like it had before. 

“You said use our best sir, and well I’m best at fighting with Drake.”

Karen explained wary in tone when talking to only this figure of authority. Pryce paused at those words finally pulling his eyes from the pokemon to whom he dubbed as his child. She had her hands back at attention having been learning the stance for some time now. !3 currently, and she had the proper protocols down flat. 

“Hm, that is true. I do think that if you desire the advantage a murkrow would help with it’s flight.”

“I am aware although Drake and I have found work arounds before, and I have found practicing outside the box ideas helps me in proper missions.”

“Always so helpful, I appreciate it child....I suppose I’m just hurt.”

“Uh...I’m sorry sir, c-can I ask how?”

She asked nervously watching the way he slouched back often before digging into her.

“Well you always choose Drake, the one your father gave you. I’m your father now Karen, so why don’t you love me?”

It wasn’t like that! Drake wanted to shout feeling a growl desperately want to escape, but he swallowed it down knowing she’d be hurt for it. Immediately he felt her thoughts swim. There was panic rising as she registered Pryce could be angry, she had to stop him from being angry at her otherwise she wouldn’t have a family again. That was what she told Drake late at night when they were alone, and now she was in a tizzy as he questioned her loyalty. 

“No I do! You’re the best dad I’ve ever had, I-I’m sorry to hurt you sir. Um, I just uh like Drake-”

“Karen, child, calm yourself. I understand, but you really should let go. Your dad left you, I have provided for you like a true father, and it hurts to think about him. Now I have an idea let’s have you get more used to trick ok, and maybe we can eventually phase Drake out. Help you forget about him.

He encouraged handing her the twitching pokeball again. It was new, Drake noticed. He and Karen both saw the inscription on the bottom, freshly engraved,’To my daughter from her father-Masked Man’. So it was new, and this man wanted to replace him! That growl finally escaped. Which lead to Karen scooping him up.

“.....No. I don’t want to forget him, becuase it helps me appreciate you more, and....It’s not Drake’s fault he left. He’s as hurt by it as I am.”

She then took the pokeball holding it as close to her as she held him. 

“I’m going to go train with them now, and show I love you.”

Without waiting for an answer, despite the danger in that she turned to take off down the hall with them both. Drake feeling how quickly her heart was beating in fear. He needed to protect her better. 

Seperation in a Storm

Everything went wrong. 

The whole mission was an utter bust in every way. He didn’t know why, or how due to the panic brough ton by the storm, and he didn’t care. All the wanted was Karen back. They’d been seperated during the escape attempt. He’d been running to her when Lugia suddenly had an outburst, and she was whisked away leaving the eevee standing there as growlithe could be heard yipping behind him. After that he just ran, and ran, and ran, and his feet hurt. They hurt so much. The lighting and thunder wouldn’t stop crashing around him, and any cry he made was deafened by their outbursts. He kept her safe. He made sure to keep everyone busy while she got away, and she waited for him as long as she could. He heard her yelling as the take off happened. A blinding strike of lighting kept him from seeing what happened, but he heard her yelling for a moment, and now it haunted him. Another roll of thunder from directly overhead was the breaking point. 

He tripped from fright, and tumbled into some gully washed creek. The current was strong in the pouring rain unfortunately, and with all his fur the water felt so much heavier. His lungs already ached from breathing while running at top speed not to mention his bleeding paw pads from running so hard. The fight he put up was pathetic in every way. It didn’t even feel worth it as he knew he’d likely never find his girl again, so he just gave up. 

He wished the fall was peaceful. He wished he could of splashed into something still to accept fate, but with the crashing of the waters from the overload of rain his body was tossed about left to right till even if he wanted to swim he couldn’t tell what direction up was. When he crashed into something he hoped it knocked him out. The crash was a hard one, but hit his back though meaning not knocked out yet. Or ever, as he soon found out feeling teeth, claws, and a hand grab his scruff. Was this death? Was it not cold? He wondered suddenly with a heave pulled from the water, and thrown on shore. What was happening? He wondered too weak and dazed to lift his head. Thankfully he didn’t have to as he was pulled into a familiar embrace. 

The same heart beat he’d come to know was up against his hear again as even over the storm he heard sobbing. A houndour wrapped around one side, as a murkrow perched on the girl’s shoulders, and an gloom hopped in her lap to help warm him. She could hardly make a word through her sobbing, but he knew what she wanted. She wanted him to be ok. He was ok, he was now. 

A tiny paw went up like it had often before, and batted her nose causing her tears to hitch a moment looking down to find little black eyes blinking at her. The sobs of sorrow became joyous realizing he was ok, and despite everything he felt...warm, tingling even as he looked down at himself realizing a dull glow was starting. 

Wait was he? Then it happened. Everything quickly glowed bright, and he felt everywhere grow or shape. He wasn’t sure what Karen did too occupied with the sudden changes to his body, but she wasn’t stopping it. He saw it happen to her oddish, evolution, but they never gave a good description of the feeling. He was acutely aware of two things during it, how much Karen loved him, and the stillness of the moon above thew storming clouds. When it finally stopped he looked down at his body to see dark fur, and that his bandana fit far looser than before. 

That was when it dawned on him that he’d become...an umbreon. Not a dragon eeveelution like they’d tried so hard to create. Just a pokemon her mother would deem a bad omen. He knew Karen loved him before, he felt that, but now....he failed her again. The crack of thunder brought him back as he looked to Karen instinctively going for comfort only to immediately receive it by being help in her arms. She didn’t care what he was, she loved him, and all night he let his rings glow to give her comfort till Will could help Pryce find her the next morning. 

[alolanrain]

Boundaries

“Can you stop?” Ash turned to Miette who had suddenly grabbed his hands. His long tail slapped against her leg and his and the doberman anthro looked a bit ashamed. “I’m not wanting anyone touching me today.”

“But you let Serena do it.” Miette pointed out and hugged. Dropping Ash’s hands and he brought it up to his chest. Pressing his other fingers into the palm to crack some of his junctions.

“I don’t like it when she does it either!” Ash couldn’t help but hiss. Fur bushing up on his tail as it continued to lash in annoyance. “I don’t like it when Bonnie tries to suddenly brush my tail when I already had brushed it or when Clemont decides to pull in my ears to get my attention when he can just call my name. Respect my boundaries.”

The last sentence must have hit Miette hard because she wilted and pinned her ears back. “I’m sorry.” She muttered.

“You should have already known that.” Ash stated. Leaning back tiredly against the wall and watched through a doorway as Serena got ready for the contest that was about to start soon, the girl completely oblivious to what’s going on behind her. “Respect everyone’s boundaries, not just mine and yours, it’s only the polite thing to do.”

Miette now looked truly scolded and Ash huffed before turning away. Rubbing the bridge of his nose as the thought of another conversations on do’s and don’ts with his friends later on. People of Kalos in general, Ash had found out, where very keen on touches. Which Ash loves don’t het him wrong! It’s just that they can’t take a simple ‘no’ without getting huffy about it.

Serena perked up when she noticed Ash walking towards her. The brown tabby swung her tail over to curl it around Ash’s tail but he jerked his away and wrapped his tight around the leg furthest away from her.

“Ash.” Serena frowned.

“My boundaries, Serena.” Ash looked interesting the mirror and noticed the dark circles under his eyes, pulling at the skin slightly before looking at Serena in the mirror. “How many times have I told you that tail holding is for couples only in Kanto cultures?”

“But your in Kalos now,” Serena frowned, “and friends twine tails all the time.”

“No,” Ash turned to look at her actual face instead of the mirror, “they don’t Serena. Clemont has made comment after comment how weird you kept trying to twine our tails together since we aren’t a couple, even then Bonnie stayed how cute it was, and we aren’t a couple.”

“We could be.” She pointed out. Fur fluffing up in anger and being called out by Ash once again.

“Serena, I’m gay.” Ash hissed. Shocking the girl. “I’ve stated my general likeness for guys and even made a few comments about passing people. I’ve stated my sexual identity by waving a pride flag during the Kalos pride parade last week.”

“I just thought you were doing that to be good ally.” Serena looked frantically as she was metaphorically cornered.

“No Serena, I’m very much gay, but this isn’t about that.” Ash took a step back, “this is just about the tail holding. I’m asking you, for the tenth time, please stop already.”

He didn’t wait for her answer. Moving around until he got back over to where he and Miette were standing earlier and looked back at Serena. “I hope you win still Serena. I have business to do while your gonna be compensating so I’ll meet up with you and Bonnie and Clemont once I’m done.”

Just like that he was out of the back stage room, down the several hallways, and out the doors. Pulling up his phone to see where the next Champion meeting is being held at in the city.

————

He and the gang were helping out at a large day care slash nursery with Diantha the next time he got asked for someone to touch his tail.

“Ash,” Diantha’s smooth voice drifted behind Ash’s back, making the boy turn as much as he can while holding a baby Eevee in his arms, “you have egg shells in your tail.”

“I do?” Ash asked. Tail pulling itself up and Ash furrowed his eyebrows. “I can’t see anything.”

“It’s at the base,” she explained, “I can get them for you?”

“Please.” Ash held still as Diantha’s giant angel wings kinda foulded over her and Ash as she reached down while still holding a baby Chespin to her chest. Both babies cooed at each other, Eevee popping her head over Ash’s shoulders.

It only took like five seconds for Diantha to brush off the egg shells, luckily they were in large chunks. She straightened up and brushed a hand on her pant leg knees, getting rid of anything that clung on like dust or something else.

“Thanks!” Ash perked up. Smiling even wider when Diantha chuckled and nodded. Though as he turned he caught Bonnie’s slightly jealous stare. Ash doesn’t know why Clemont little sister loves his tail so much, she’s got lovely little golden eagle wings to take care of herself.

————

Class in Alola was going good, that is until almost everyone was scared by Ash screeching and his tail flinging something across the room. The mysterious object had almost hit Mallow and Lana if they hadn’t ducked out of the way. It crashed into a podium and Tsareena caught it easily, holding it up into the sunlight so that everyone in class could see it was a carry-on brush.

“Kiawe!” Ash sprung up from his chair and swirled over to the black panther anthro behind him. Who looked to serious and dignified for anyone’s liking. “What the utter fucking hell?!” The curse had slipped out of Ash’s mouth before he had time to process it, though that didn’t matter when Kiawe stood up to to face Ash angrily.

“Ash!” Kukui stood up from his desk. Large gray angel wings streatched a little from behind his back as he tried to get his borders attention.

“You had a knot in your tail!” The panther shouted back. “It’s very rude to come to school ungroomed.”

Ash spluttered at how justified Kiawe sounded, making his fur stand on end even more. “That doesn’t mean you get to touch me without my permission!”

“I was doing you a favor!” Kiawe shouted back. Both of their haunches rose as Ash took a step forward in challenge.

“Both of you,” Kukui got out from behind his desk, “stop now this intsiant.”

“A favor is tapping my shoulder during break time or offering a brush during lunch.” Ash hissed again, “not ignoring the principle of basic boundaries and doing so yourself even without warning me either.”

Before both Kiawe could retaliate, Kukui had opened his wings more and shouted both their names. Making the two flinch and tails curling around their legs as the looked up at the angry teacher.

“Kiawe, go to the east hallway.” Kukui commanded.

Kiawe growled and snatched his brush from Tsareena as he went. Turning to hiss at Ash one more time who stood his ground and puffed his chest out in another silent challenge. Kiawe took a step back into the room in anger.

“Kiawe!” Kukui bellowed, making every student flinch, “hallway. Now.”

The panther scampered out and down into the hallway to go slump against a wall until the Professor came to get him.

Ash didn’t dare give any inkling or look as the cat who caught the green macaw until Kukui turned around and glared down at him.

“North hall,” he swung his hand to point to the opposite one that Kiawe entered, “now.”

“But that’s not-“ Ash started but was drowned out by the Professors own growl. “Alright I’m going! Even though it’s not my fault.” Ash muttered the last part while scooping Pikachu up from his desk and slinking out of the classroom to sulk. At least the north hallway has windows that looked out into the forest and the coast line that he could see from the third story of the building.

Ash slumped down onto a banister and forced himself to watch the clouds roll by and burning the sound of waves crashing on far off shores into his mind. Waiting for the Professor to talk to Kiawe before coming to him.

It wasn’t long, maybe like half an hour to fourth five minutes, Ash doesn’t really know since he lost count after twenty minutes. Ears flicking as he heard Kukui’s heavy steps before seeing the white coat and tan chest in the corner of his eyes.

“I’m not apologizing.” Ash stated. Refusing to look at the Professor and even going so far as to turn his back to the older man when Kukui joined him at the banister.

“Ash.” Kukui sighed disappointingly.

“I have nothing to apologize!” Ash’s voice rose an octave.

“You have to understand though,” the Professor tried to calm himself down so he could explain to his border, “Alola’s, and especially Akala’s, practices and religion are very stricted on grooming and presenting to everyone. Kiawe-“

“But what about my practices and religion?” Ash butted in. Staring at his teacher with hurt eyes and clenched teeth.

“... what?” Professor Kukui paused. Caught off guard by Ash’s sudden burst of anger once more.

“What. About. Mine?” Ash seethed. Looking even more furious. “Kiawe comes from a very different ethic and background from me. He doesn’t know how Kanto does their grooming practices because he never asked, unlike me who actually learned as much as I could before coming to Alola.”

“Kukui was left mouth gapping as he tried to scramble to calm Ash down. “But-“

“Unlike Alola,” Ash continued to truck on, “Kanto’s grooming is sacred. Only for direct family like mother and siblings or mates. Kiawe is niether a sibling, mother, or a mate to me.”

“Well I see where you’re coming from-“ the Professor tried butting in again.

“And that’s besides the point that Kiawe didn’t even ask me first! Instead of just trying to yank my fur out of my tail.” Asb snarled as he started to pace a little up and down the hallway as he ranted. Pikachu looked at his trainer with a complex stare before glaring at Kukui when the man moved closer to the Pokémon. Cheeks sparking as Pikachu bared his own teeth at the Professor.

“My tail is sensitive! It takes me an hour to even comb out the most basic knot without hurting myself. So I’m sorry I didn’t have the time to get a big knot out of my tail before school started, not all of us have short and easy hair like Kiawe.” Ash turned back to the Professor with something close to a closed mout yowl. “It’s not my fault and I refuse to apologize when Kiawe ignored my basic boundaries as a human being and never asked in the first place how my region see’s grooming practices as.”

Professor Kukui’s year sunk deep into his hands. The quiet that insued after was only broken by Pikachus soft coos when Ash returned to his partner.

“Head to Principal Oaks office,” Kukui finally made up his mind, turning around without facing Ash, “I’m grabbing Kiawe and will meet you in there.”

Ash didn’t say a word but he bristled and hissed under his breath at his teacher. Swiping Oikachu up and storming loudly to the principals office.

Principal Oak’s eye brows flew up as Ash and Pikachu came stomping into his office. The boy doing a half-ass bow and a lame apology for being so brash before sinking down into one of the two chairs in front of the man’s desk. Refusing to answer any questions until Kiawe came into the room, escorted by Kukui who looked extremely tired about this whole thing. The man couldn’t help but feel the migraine building up in his brain.

Another yelling match insued only five minutes after both boys were sat down near each other. Two cats anothro’s hissing and spitting vile words that Principal Oak didn’t even know they knew. Kukui looked even more done while the situation escalated.

Principal Oak spread his eagle wings wide, glad for a second he made his office wide enough to accompany his wing span, and growled at the boys to sit down and be quite. The man punched the bridge of his nose and he gathered all of what the three had told him and yelled at each other.

“So, Principal Oak?” the Professor glared down at the two boys who looked far together justified on their behalf, “what’s the verdict?”

Both boys looked at the Principal before glaring back at each other. There was only one thing to do in this situation.

“On behalf knowing both Kanto and Alola’s traditions and practices... Kiawe will be getting one hour of after school detention which he will be learning about as much other regional practices and religion in that hour and a call home to his parents about what happened today.” Principal Oak grabbed a red slip from his desk and signed off on it, handing it to a horrified Kiawe who stared wide eyed at the red detention slip. “On the fact that he disrupted class, ignored another student’s boundaries, and in fact happened to hurt said student even if it was on accident.”

“Mr. Micron will be watching over detention today and I wouldn’t be late since he can be quite harsh.” Principal Oak sighed heavily before looking over to Ash who squared his shoulder and glared right back at the old man.

“I understand that Kiawe didn’t know about how Kanto goes with grooming, but you could have told him before hand.” Oak pointed out.

“He never asked.” Ash bit out. His harsh words made Kiawe’s fur prickle. “None of them asked unlike me who wanted to learn everything I could without defending people, even then my fur is sensitive and it takes hours working out a big knot which I don’t have time for with other things in my schedule.”

Oak hummed knowingly before turning to his computer, pulling up Ash’s school profile and noting multiple doctors scribble and notes about how surprisingly sensitive Ash’s fur is. “You’ll also be staying behind to do detention, half an hour and on an opposite day the Kiawe. Your mother and my cousin will be getting a call to since Professor Oak is also listed as a guardian of yours.”

Ash silently took the red slip, noting his stars Tuesday of next week instead of Kiawe’s Thursday of this week. He chose not to say anything but pet Pikachu between his ears. The mouse Pokémon cranes his head to coo worriedly at his trainer.

“Professor Kukui.” Principal Oak called putting to the teacher. Startling the man a little as he must have been spacing off. “After this you’ll need to find someway into fitting a study section of other regions religious and traditional practices, the sooner the better, since we can’t have this happen again.”

“But sir-“ Kukui looked a bit panicked and Ash couldn’t help the slight vindictive feeling brewing in his lungs even though he tried to punch it down.

“No.” Oak was hard to shut the Professor down. “This is the first time your class had a border amongst their rank, sooner or later this would happen. Though I wished things would have settled outside of class,” he gave both boys a pointed stare, “this would also give your students an edge if they ever wanted to leave Alola to go travel across the world, let’s not forget that Ash took his time to research and respect our ways as much as he can. It’s only good if we do the same.” He looked up at the Professor who stared at him with wide guilty eyes. “Do I make myself clear?”

“Principal Oak sir-“

“Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?”

“... Yes sir.”

“Good,” Oak huffed, leaning back to look at all three before him, “now out of my office and back to class. I’ll be sending you an email explaining what I want happening during that untinfo study Professor Kukui.” All three walked out of the Principals office and Oak can’t help but place his head on the desk. Sighing and near screaming. Wings fluttering behind him in stress.