#yandere volo pokemon

[ceruark]

Yandere MBTI - Volo

credit: Yandere MBTI system created by the amazing @ddarker-dreams! used with permission. words: 938 cw: yandere themes: obsession, stalking, manipulation, abduction. a/n: i have a phD in voloism

Final Assessment: CAMS

Cruel

“Then perhaps the day will come when you will suffer and agonize as I do now…”

Volo is as cruel as they come; as Cogita said, he’s a wretch, and he acts the part. He’s just so bitter and spiteful toward the world that it’s hard to believe he’d be kind to someone he took interest in. 

No, he’d be infuriated. He’s got his sights set on rewriting the entire universe— he doesn’t have time for such trivial feelings, and you’re just a distraction Arceus sent with the intention of getting him side-tracked. He hates himself for having something as pitiful as a crush, and rest assured, he will be taking it out on you.

On the surface, he appears to his darling as he would to anyone else: a helpful, humorous merchant who can be a bit sly at times, but harmless nonetheless. He’s always in the right place at the right time, appearing out of seemingly nowhere to help you when you’ve found yourself cornered by Hisui’s fearsome dangers. He would use this front to lure you in, but rest assured, internally he’s degrading you. He’s constantly snarking to himself about how easy your stupidity and naivety are going to make things for him.

You won’t see his true face until you’re in his clutches, his nails sunk too deep to shake him off. If you ever so much as raise your voice at him, he’s putting you in your place, reminding you of all the times he’s had to save you from Hisui’s harsh terrain and wildlife. You’re absolutely helpless without him, and you should show nothing but respect and love for him, who has devoted precious time and attention toward taking care of you. You’ll never survive without him, and you should show your appreciation for your savior by keeping your mouth shut and your head lowered.

Despite all of this, though, I feel as though a part of him would be somewhat reverent of his darling— all the friendship-evolved pokémon on his team speak to a softer side of him, and it’s in his nature, of course. He’s so obsessive over Arceus that anything else in this godforsaken universe he deems worthy of his attention and devotion would be worshipped in a similar manner. This manifests in such ways that you’ll never recognize it for what it is: tenderly stroking your hair while you sleep, tediously meal-prepping to ensure you’re receiving all the nutrients you need to be in good health, and mentally cataloguing all of your likes, dislikes, and fears to ensure that you’re comfortable when you’ve earned it and terrorized when you’ve displeased him.

Aware

“Ah, that is a problem, isn't it? What shall we do about that, indeed?”

Volo knows that you don’t love him back, and even if you do, he knows damn well that he isn’t deserving of it considering everything he’s put you through. But at the end of the day, he simply doesn’t care. He already believes he's the chosen one entitled to catching Arceus and rewriting the world, so who else could possibly be more worthy of his beloved? And what’s more, you were sent here by that merciless god to stop his heretic plans— you were sent here for him. Though having your affections and being worshipped by you like he so deserves would be nice, it’s something he can do without. So long as you’re by his side, where you belong, nothing else matters.

Manipulative

“Ah, I do beg your pardon. I suppose I must seem to be behaving strangely!”

There is not an honest bone in this man’s body.

As aforementioned, he’s pulling strings from the beginning to get you caught in situations where you’ll have to rely on him to get to safety so that you’ll start seeing him in a positive light. 

Even after he has you where he wants you, he won’t stop. He’ll do whatever it takes to keep you at his side by ensuring that he’s the only person you can rely on. He’ll tarnish your reputation with Jubilife Village and the clans so that you’re isolated from anyone in Hisui who has the power to help you. He’ll allow you to get hurt in the wilderness so he can come to your rescue and prove to you just how much you need him. He’ll show just enough affection to leave you feeling conflicted— you’ll resent him for his actions, but never enough to overcome the guilt that would come with leaving him alone.

Strict

“But not to worry. There are still corners of the Hisui region where we can stash you away in secret.”

Volo wants you all to himself, and he’s not willing to share your attention or affection with anyone else, regardless of whether they’re a family member, a friend, or— Arceus forbid— something more. He already sees himself as being the one destined to remake the fabric of reality itself, so he doesn’t believe there’s any reason for you to associate with people other than him. Besides, if things go his way, you won’t remember any of them, anyway.

He’s even worse after his defeat at the Temple of Sinnoh. He disappears off the face of Hisui, and he takes you with him. In a distant, unfamiliar region, you have no choice but to find comfort in the only person you’re familiar with. At this point, all the bitterness and hatred in his heart cause him to lash at you in crueler ways than ever before, yet cling to you even tighter— a combination that is sure to leave you both crumbling in each other’s arms.

[lohotine]

You know that one song

“I’d let the world burn, let the world burn for you” who do you think gives that vibe for any character???

Discussion section: (HCs and stuff further down)

`○♡ Immediately my mind goes to Yanderes, so I guess Ayano from Yan simulator is a pretty good pick

`°♡ There are also people who are insane or just generally disregard normal morals, so I guess PM Dazai (BSD), Shadow Milk (CRK), and Longan Dragon (CROB)... I can also see Volo (Pkm) doing this as well-

Other mentions:

Scaramouche (GI), Tartaglia (GI), Otto (HI3), Nikolai (BSD), Affogato? (CRK), Tsukasa (TBHK), Nagito (D2GD), Bill Cipher sorry (GF)

`°♡ Then I guess some characters could also work here if you look at them through a yandere lens. This includes Aventurine and Sunday (HSR), Spinel and (Pkm), Ayato, Dottore, and Lyney (GI), and maybeeeee Hanako?? (TBHK)

Honestly there are tons of characters that fit this vibe, but these are most that I can think off the top of my head

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He practically worships you

Your body, your voice, and even the ground you walk on

Everything about you is perfect

So perfect that not even the entire world can compare

They are all worth nothing compared to you

He wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone that gets in his way

Probably already has

He sometimes feels like he isn't even deserving of touching you

He wouldn't want to taint you

But other times he just can't keep his hands off of you

You're just so fucking perfect.

What do some worthless lives cost compared to the beauty that is you?

He knows it's wrong

He isn't stupid after all

He just doesn't really care

[leggerefiore]

I think itd be hilarious if reader was kidnapped by the evil team leaders only for them to realize reader has SEVERE stockholm syndrome

guessing this is a yandere request...? I added volo

cw: yandere, dark content, kidnapping, uh bad ending ig in a way lol

characters: Cyrus, Volo, Lysandre, Giovanni

🌌Cyrus🛰

☄️ There was nothing but immense shame over his actions on his mind. This was a pitiful submission to woeful human emotions – He wanted to be rid of them, yet the thought of you escaping him made his stomach churn painfully and left him with worse insomnia than he already faced. It was a sickness – A genuine physical ailment that plagued him. His actions were pitiful. He despised them. But, having you in his grasp eased the harsh feeling that ate at his heart otherwise. You were safe. All the irrational thoughts that had plagued his mind faded. He could close his eyes for but a moment and finally rest. When you awoke, he was certain there would be harsh reality to face, but for now, those sickening emotions – his disgusting spirit – were at ease. He swallowed. Something in him dared allow him the ability to lay at your side. Your presence alone was enough to lull him into the sweet confines of unconscious.

☄️ When he awoke, it was to a weight on top of him. His heavy eyes opened. His arms had wrapped around whatever laid on top of him. Warmth soaked into him in a way that felt completely foreign to him. His gaze focused on what was on top of him. You. Your eyes were open and staring into his own bleary ones. Your hands were still bound carefully, but somehow, you seemed not at all bothered by your current situation. Cyrus quickly regained himself and moved you back to lay beside him. A whine came from you as you whined about not being able to cuddle with him properly. What were you talking about—? You should have been horrified, yet you looked more upset that he dared stop holding you to himself. He swallowed. Something was wrong here. You kept whinging so genuinely about wanting to go back to cuddling.

☄️ Soon after, your behaviour showed no faults or waning. You simply acted like this was some kind of normal relationship. He was out of his mind about the whole thing. It was illogical – You should have been afraid and angry, yet you clung to him and treated him like a normal partner. Even when left unmonitored and unbound, you never tried to flee the apartment. It was beyond his understanding. Truly, it should have been everything that he wanted, but the lucidity of the situation made accepting it nearly impossible. You seemed confused about why he questioned you when he did, simply stating that you only loved him. In the end, he supposes that this, too, must be an effect of spirit. His main worry then becomes what will become of you and himself when he finally succeeds in removing spirit. Assuredly, then, you would stay with him even still. It only seemed right.

💫Volo📜

⭐️ He felt nothing for his actions. Was he aware they could have horrible consequences? Certainly. Did he care? Perhaps, somewhere deep down. The merchant felt almost certain that he would get away with it. You were an outsider like him. The Galaxy Team would have a few common searches before ultimately giving up and deeming you AWOL or likely dead. He hoped for the latter, but he had failed to set up a proper scene to help better lead them to that conclusion. His decision to take you had been made entirely on the fly. Not his best moment, but he supposed his careful planning, coming into danger alongside you threatening to abandon him, set him off in a way that he had never truly felt before. Simple desperation had consumed him. You had been dragged off to a remote, hidden area of Hisui. It was unlikely that anyone would ever find you, nor would you get away.

⭐️ When you awoke, he had expected you to shout, scream, and attack him, but you seemed to relax instead. He thought your behaviour was strange. There was a chance that you were doing it in order to force yourself to have better control of the situation. He would scoff at that. You were bound quite carefully and in an extremely remote area. Your pokeballs were also taken by him. You were truly st your weakest point. So, when you smiled at him and asked what this was. He felt his mind break a bit. Your smile… Was this manipulation? He pondered what your game here was. Unlike you, he would not allow himself to relax. Whatever act this was… Your seemingly genuine affection and acceptance… He would see through it. Volo was fully aware of many things.

⭐️ … Except how genuine you were being. Your apparent affection and love for him never lessened, nor did it seem forced. Your feelings were genuine. He was bewildered by this. Even when he tested you by leaving you unbound when he “left,” you simply began to household duties or wait for him to return. He was astonished by this. This was not at all what he predicted, but he was supposed to were not the worst possible things. Your genuine love… He could only smirk. Taking you as he had felt so useless now… It was clear that you were not going anywhere. Those foolish concerns felt completely far off from himself. It was easy for him to lose himself in it all. His perfect world… He could feel it so closely when he was with you. The blond could not wait to truly make it a reality. Your shared love would only grow stronger there.

🔥Lysandre🍷

☕️ It was not his best moment. Not by far. There was a part of him that burned with shame, while a larger part simply accepted that this was just how things were going to have to be. He had become frightened. Your refusal to join Team Flare – and even daring to attempt to flee from him – was driving him to extreme lengths. Losing you, such a beautiful and perfect being, was not an option. So, he used his connections and secured you quite easily. His Lumiosian apartment was soundproof, so there was little concern for anything. It was kept carefully locked, too. You would be safe here until he finally used to the Ultimate Weapon to create a perfect world. He would have all your needs and wants tended to, yet he would absolutely make certain that you could not dare escape from him. That was simply something that he refused to accept. Whatever disgust he may have felt for his own actions had to be cast aside in favour of your believed best interests.

☕️ So, when you awoke, he readied himself for curses and threats. The worst would come before the better… Yet, you did not. Your eyes stared at him intently while seemingly figuring out your surroundings. Then, you smiled. A genuine smile. One so sweet and loving that he found himself at a loss for words. What… was this? While Lysandre knew that his actions had been for your best interest, he had not expected you to feel similarly. Well, he assumed that was how you felt. You only asked that he unbind you. He did so, readying himself again for a possible violent outburst, but it never came. Instead, you hugged him tightly and mumbled out about your love for him. He was shocked into silence. This… This was not at all a predicted response – especially with how you had tried to run quite literally just before. Part of him remained on edge this was fake, but the other more desperate half just wanted all this to be real.

☕️ Naturally, he tests you to see just how real your actions are. You continue to shock him with how you genuinely seemed to be in love with him. He describes your behaviour patterns to one of those in Team Flare, and they note that you had likely developed Stockholm syndrome. Quite quickly, they added, but your behaviours did align. He felt disgusted yet contented that such behaviours had been drawn out of you. You still refused to join Flare, but he supposed that was alright since now he could protect you more directly. You would be following after him whether you wanted to or not – And you almost seemed to want to if it did not involve his group. He supposed that whatever feelings you held for Flare were pointless since you would be joining him in his perfect world. You were his lover, after all. That was something you had made more than clear in your constant demands for his affection and attention.

🚀Giovanni🐈

🟥 It was easy to arrange and done with little hesitation. Giovanni was quite used to taking what he wanted with little question. So when you, a trainer who started opposing Rocket, had denied him what he wanted. Well, he simply took matters into his own hands. It was a bit of annoyance having to deal with you constantly disrupting his plans and making him look weak to his underlings. You even had the gall to deny his offerings of joining his organisation, stating you were above his criminality. He wanted to scoff. Trying to run from him… How utterly useless that had been. You were taken deep into one of his safehouses as he debated just what do with you when you woke up. Screaming and crying would be annoying to deal with usually, but some part of him was excited to see you at such a low point.

🟥 That was not to come, however. When you finally woke up, you were a bit shocked, yes, but seemingly calmed down once you saw the Rocket boss. You struggled against the cuffs that trapped your wrists to the headboard. He cocked a brow when you asked him politely to unlock you. Giovanni only replied by leaning over you to intimidate you and threaten that you were not in a place to make demands. But, instead, you tried to rain up to meet his lips. The older man was shocked momentarily before chuckling. Oh, what was this? Were you attempting to fawn over a fight or flight reaction. Fascinating. There would be no complaints from him on such things. You could not pull a fast one on him, either. He would be careful to observe just what you were doing and why.

🟥 Though, he was stunned to see you never faltered. This apparent love you felt for him was real enough. You were insistent enough that he let you have some freedoms that he did eventually relent. When he finally did, there were no true escape attempts. At worst, you tried to follow him out whenever you felt that he had failed to give you adequate attention, but it was not really an attempt at fleeing and regaining your lost freedom. He was fully aware of what had happened to you. This was not his first time observing such a thing, but he supposed he quite preferred it when it was someone that he had an interest in over some random target that his group brought in for whatever reason. Due to your strong feelings for him mixed with your desperation to stay near him, it was not hard to convince you to take his offer to join Rocket this time around. Whatever oddities had brought about the situation, he could only be happy that it brought the exact results he wanted.

[octo-artist]

Pokerehab Chapter 2:

An unwelcome face

N x Reader x ?

Tw: lots and lots of swearing, volo being a delusional asshole, minor ptsd and anxiety mention

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-Back in Ancient Hisui-

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE’S BEEN GONE FOR MONTHS!”

Pokémon scatter as a voice roars through the clearing. The source being a rather upset young man in odd clothes his golden hair messily tied up with quite a bit of it falling into his face. Sitting in front of him is a middle aged woman in dark formal attire, her expression is calm despite the male in front of her.

“As I had stated Volo, she and Sneasler’s warden had decided to go back to their own time and return to their old lives months ago. The clans even came together to give them a going away party the night before they left.”, she stated once more, taking a sip of tea once she’d finished speaking. Volo however did not like this answer slamming his hands down on the table causing it to shake.

“I heard you the first time Cogita! I just can’t believe she’d just up and leave without telling me first!”

“To be fair to the hero, you did betray her up on Mount Coronet. I wouldn’t blame her for not wanting to see you after that. Let alone speak to you”

Still fuming, Volo sharply turned away from Cogita, calling on Giratina to leave for their hideout. Upon seeing the stone walls of the cavern he immediately threw a punch at the wall, breaking the skin on his knuckles in the process, blood slowly dripping from the wounds. Giratina watched its trainer’s tantrum from a distance, knowing how obsessed he’d grown towards the hero in the time after their last encounter.

“To think she’d have the gall to not only leave without telling me but to also go with THE FUCKING WARDEN AS WELL! AFTER EVERYTHING I DID FOR HER! She’d better have a good fucking excuse for just up an-” Volo was cut off as his surroundings changed and he felt himself briefly fall, landing rather uncomfortably in a bush. Wiggling himself free, Volo took a moment to get his bearings, noting Giratina to be nowhere in sight.

“Thank you for nothing you useless noodle”, he mutters under his breath as he stands and brushes off his clothes and fixes his hair, “Now where the fuck did that overgrown noodle drop me” Walking off he eventually comes across a pathway, as he was about to step out onto the path a young woman barrels past him, nearly knocking him over once more as well as nearly tripping herself up in the process. Catching herself she quickly turns while still running yelling out to him “I’M SO SORRY BUT I CAN’T STOP RIGHT NOW I NEED TO GET THESE THREE TO THE RESCUE CENTER!”, nodding her head towards three gray lumps in her arms before turning back the way she was running.

“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!” He yells out in frustration as he finally steps out onto the path once more, looking the way the woman had left. Growling under his breath he starts walking in that direction, following the one potential lead he had to finding the Hero. Knowing them it wouldn’t be much of a surprise if they built a so-called rescue center for the creatures they loved oh so much.

It takes him a good ten minutes to reach the crest of the hill he spots a lone building in the trees, behind it is a large fenced in field and orchard with several pokémon he did not recognize running around or napping in it, well except for one Alpha Luxray sleeping near the door surrounded by several Shinx.

“... Well this just got harder than I thought it’d be…”, he thought to himself as he shifted to hide behind a tree watching the building below.

Some time had passed, though unsure of how much, Volo eventually spots someone exit the building, though it wasn’t the Hero. The one who had exited was a young rather lanky man with wild green hair tied back, he was balancing some bowls of food in his arms as he approached the now awake Luxray and shinxes. He watched as the boy carefully dodged the shinx before reaching Luxray and started setting the bowls down, the pokemon quickly beginning to eat. The boy once done tending to the group eventually turns back to go inside, though is stopped as the Hero finally exits the building, their lucario following close behind. Volo feels his anger begin to flare again as he watches her hand the young man a bag and walk back to the luxray to sit down in the grass and start pulling food out to eat themselves.

Did… Did they seriously just replace him with this bean pole of a man?! Him the one who offered her companionship and aid when the world turned against them, the one who gave them advice on how to more effectively catch pokemon, the one who was willing to tear apart and rebuild reality for them?! Not on his watch… Volo begrudgingly pulled away from the scene into the woods to further plan how he’d win the hero back.

-With Y/n and N-

“Yea you wouldn’t believe how many times I had to go find this guy’s sister, and she’d always be in the strangest of places! One time in the highlands she’d ended up on a ledge next to one of the base camps! How nobody heard her or found her is astounding to me!” Y/N rambled as she and N ate lunch, it was a slow day at the center, they’d had a few scheduled to be released back into the wild.

“The more you speak of this place it sounds quite strange indeed. But oddly peaceful too.”, N replied while taking a bite of his food, “getting to be surrounded by pokemon out in their natural habitat sounds like a dream to me.”

“You’d think so until you have a parasect chasing you down for merely looking at it wrong. Arceus help you if you got spotted by an alpha.” Y/N says looking at her luxray sweat dropping as she remembers when she caught her as a baby alpha shinx… she will never forget all the shocks and scratches she got that day. �� But hey, you still get to live out your dream of helping pokemon and releasing them back into their natural habitat or find good homes when they’ve fully recovered!”

“It’s not quite the same but it does bring a sense of joy and fulfillment being able to help innocent pokemon find themselves again after recovery. It still boggles my mind that you’ve managed to hire so many of the ex-grunts and give them a sense of purpose here.” , N stated looking out over the field of recovering pokemon joyfully living their best lives while retaining their freedom.

“Well that's because some of them genuinely wanted to help poor unfortunate mons that were actually being neglected or abused. They just needed proper guidance to find the right way to go about it, a large portion of our rescue team that investigates abuse cases are Ex-grunts and they’ve told me that they love their jobs because they actually get to help the pokemon that need it.” Y/N pauses to eat a bit before continuing, “it just feels good giving people who deserve it a second chance. Many of them have been able to properly re-enter society thanks to the center. I’ve actually been considering expanding our efforts into other parts of the region and once we’ve established a good base, maybe expand efforts into other regions!”

“You certainly have big plans for this place, it's nice knowing there’s a good soul like yours leading this organization. It eases my worries of it turning into another team plasma. Or worse.”, N stated.

“I completely understand that, there’s way too many folks out there who’d take advantage of innocent people who are just down on their luck. This place has become both a sanctuary for the pokemon and the people who work here. It makes me smile getting to see them all enjoying their work and knowing they’re happy to be making a difference.” Y/N stated in response with a careful smile on their face. Their smile soon dropped for a moment as their body stiffened looking around at the surrounding treelines.

“Is everything alright Y/N? You seem tense all of a sudden…”, N asked, trying to spot whatever had set them into alert mode. “I thought I felt eyes on us… It's probably just a curious pokemon but I can't shake the feeling…”, Y/N replied, settling back down again. The Luxray continued to remain alert after her trainer returned to their lunch, scanning the treeline for any sign of trouble. A young trainer eventually comes barreling down the path with a trio of pidove in their arms, calling out to the duo, “HEY IS THIS THE REHAB CENTER? I’VE GOT A FEW PIDOVE THAT WERE HURT BY POACHERS!”

Standing up Y/N quickly approached the trainer, “Yes here follow me and I’ll help you get them checked in with Mike. I’m gonna need you once they’ve been handed over to the medical staff to write a report on where you found them and any details you can provide so we can alert the local officers about the poaching activity.” Y/N led the trainer inside leaving N with Luxray and the Shinx litter.

N looks to the large luxray sensing her unease, “what had you so on edge old girl… you obviously know something is out there…”, he asks not expecting a response from the normally silent and stoic beast, but is surprised when he is graced with one.

“I smell him, he is here… as is the dark one…”, her voice rings out clear in his ears. He thanks arceus for this blessing that has allowed him the chance to know what it is the Pokémon need directly from them, especially now that there seems to be a perceived threat in the area.

“Who is here? Who is the ‘dark one’?”, N replies his unease growing as he too looks at the tree line with luxray trying to spot what she’s searching for.

“Volo and Giratina. How dare he return after all he’s done to my trainer. I aught to bite him for his crimes”, Luxray growls lowly, her fur standing up.

N in an attempt to calm her down gently strokes her fur, as if to assure both her and himself of the situation. “You know they wouldn’t want that… they’re too kind to hold such grudges, even when it’s well deserved. They’ve shown as much with the chances they’ve shown to the grunts that defected after plasma was disbanded…”

Luxray slowly calmed herself, returning her attention to her litter upon hearing one yelp in response to their sibling playing too roughly. N deciding it was time to head back inside, gathers up his leftovers and walks back into the center, seeing the trainer from earlier talking on the pc to an officer and putting in their statement on the poaching activity with Y/N talking to Mike at the desk about the pidove trio.

“Once they’re done speaking to officer Jenny make sure to let them know they can visit the pidoves once they’re out of surgery, I can’t believe that poachers would do that to some poor innocent pidoves.”, Y/N says as N approaches them, giving Mike’s minchino ear rubs as they speak. “Will do boss, also we got some more updates on the development of the new Galar location, Nancy put the papers on your desk so you can look them over when you have the time.” Mike responds while typing away on his computer.

Y/N stops petting the Pokémon and turns to head back outside spotting N walking up, “oh hey! I was about to head back out, I’m sorry if I kept you waiting.”, they apologized. “No, no it’s alright, I honestly figured it was a good point to end our break and get back to preparing recovered pokemon for release back into their natural habitats.” N chuckled, assuring them he wasn’t upset while trying to hide his unease at what luxray had told him minutes prior. Y/N gives him a smile while motioning for him to follow, to which N proceeds to do, walking out to the yard where a handful of Pokémon are being loaded up into carriers marked to be released back into the wild. “Well, you have quite a few patients who are ready to be released, once they’re loaded up you and Molly can start driving the group back to their habitats and setting them loose, I know that’s your favorite part of the process so I wanted to let you know you got a big group today.”, Y/N says while watching a particularly rowdy herdier give the staff the run around refusing to be placed in the carrier, making the duo chuckle knowing the little guy is gonna be just fine once he’s back out in the world, if the staff can get him into the carrier that is. N slowly stopped when the nagging thought of what luxray had told him just minutes prior…hesitantly he looked to Y/N and says, “Luxray told me something concerning after you’d gone inside…”

Y/N turning to give N their full attention looks at him waiting for him to continue.

“She’d said she’d smelled someone in the area… and I worry about his intentions because I know you’ve told me what happened back in Hisui…”

Y/N cocks an eyebrow, “Is it Kamado? I can handle his self-righteous ass any time.”

N takes a deep breath preparing for Y/N’s reaction, “N-no… she’d said she’d smelled Volo… and Giratina…” As he’d expected, Y/N’s body stiffened at the mention of the duo. “I…see, well, if he tries anything I know we can handle him, I’ve fought him before, and beat Giratina twice. What’s one more ass whooping?” They try to say with confidence, but their voice waivers a bit. Their lucario who’d been silently following the duo senses her trainer’s stress and gently nudges her head against their hand as if to try and distract them, to which Y/N gently pets the soft fur on her head, slowly calming down at the welcome distraction.

“Do you think we should at least let the staff know? In case he tries anything when you’re gone?” N asks, the idea of Volo attacking the center making him nervous as he’d come to love the place and its staff. They truly understood him and his desire to save pokemon, Y/N going as far as to even show him a different way of doing so that teaches others about proper pokemon care and how to spot a sick or injured pokemon in the wild and what to do in such a situation. It had become his home to a degree, even Reshiram liked the place, getting to lounge in the sun all day with the other mons.

“I’ll call a team meeting, in the meantime how about you go see if any patients are ready to be let out into the yard. I can tell you’re nervous and I know seeing pokemon get to stretch their legs after a long recovery makes you happy.” Y/N responded, almost sensing their dear friend’s distress, steading themselves to head to their office and call for the crew to come to the lobby and talk. N nodding before parting to go to the stables, the route having become a familiar one over the months, passing the nursery as he’s done many times before, the achanine that normally is in there is absent, and in their place are the nursery workers checking up on the hatchlings and noting down their health. “Must have gotten up to stretch her legs, looks like we have some new eggs from the conservation program.” Turning away from the window he continues to walk.

Back with Y/N, they’re speed walking towards their office, Mike the receptionist and his minchino close behind along with their lucario. “Boss, who exactly is Volo? I mean I know you’ve mentioned him in passing briefly but I don’t think I’ve ever heard you go into detail about him…” Mike asks worried about his boss’s sudden change in attitude. It almost reminded him of some of the higher ups back when he was in team plasma… it was uncanny how they could go from cheery and friendly to serious and hyper focused in an instant.

“He’s a very dangerous man from a long time ago, I’d thought he’d disappeared and he’d keep his cruel mug far away from this place. But I guess he got bored of hiding and I want everyone ready in case he tries something. He’s a cunning jerk who will do whatever he can to trick you into thinking he’s harmless before stabbing you in the back. Do not under any circumstance trust a word he says”

“I see, I’ll head back to the doctors and let them know to lock down the back in case he tries to get in.”

“Good, thank you Mike, you’re a good man and you’ve done so much for this place since it opened. I’d say you’re due for a promotion soon if you want it.”

“Thank you ma’am maybe once this is over we can talk more about it, and honestly I’m glad you were open minded enough to give me a chance to turn my life around. Not many folks would do that for an ex-grunt.”

“I could see you genuinely loved pokemon and just wanted to do right by them. It's easy to get lost in the flowery language of a maniac. I know this all too well. But that’s a talk for later, we need to make sure everyone is prepared.”

“On it. I’ll keep watch at the desk and I won’t let him through if he tries to worm his way in” Mike turns away and sprints back down the hall to warn the doctors, his companion bouncing after him. Once he vanishes around the corner Y/N opens their office door, inside is filled with photos and other memorabilia from their time in Hisui, their uniform carefully displayed in a case alongside some empty pokeballs they’d saved, on the wall is a picture of the clan leaders, wardens, Rei, Akari, Cyllene, Laventon, and them all together. It had been a bittersweet goodbye with promises of visits now that they’d established a way to go back and forth between the times, Ingo having returned with them to reunite with his family and hopefully help his amnesia. Striding over to their desk they bend over pressing the button to the mic to announce over the speakers, “Attention staff members, we are having an emergency mandatory meeting in the lobby. Please finish up the task you are on and make your way as soon as humanly possible. Thank you.”

They hated having to pull out the serious voice, they preferred to have a friendly demeanor to make staff comfortable at work, but this was a serious matter. They could not take any chances of someone not showing up.

After a handful of minutes the entire staff is stationed in the lobby, confused murmurs can be heard among the crowd as they wait to hear what their boss has to say.

With a hefty breath Y/N begins, “Thank you all for showing up, as it stands we are on lockdown till the situation has been handled. I’ve been given word of a dangerous individual being found in the area and for everyone’s safety I am requesting that you all remain on high alert, we need to get the Pokémon inside their respective lodgings till we know the threat has passed and I request that everyone please remain at their stations until further notice.” Gasps and murmurs can be heard among the staff as they process what they’ve just been told. N looking around spots Mike and Jess both looking at one another concerned and back to Y/N.

“You are all dismissed now back to your stations. Make sure all Pokémon have been accounted for and are safely where they need to be. I will let you all know when the lockdown is done and the threat has passed.thank you for your hard work and cooperation”, Y/N finishes their announcement, watching the staff of the center disperse to tend to their new orders with haste. Jess and Mike sticking around with N and Y/N.

“You alright there boss? You look like you’re gonna be sick. Maybe you should sit down for a bit…” Mike suggests concern etched on his features as his michino bounces up his uniform to his shoulder.

“Mike is right suga’ you look like you done seen Darkrai ‘imself.” Jess pipes up her concern for Y/N mirroring Mike’s.

“I’ll be fine, this is partially my fault, this is someone who I have a rather tumultuous history with… I will deal with the threat myself. My focus right now is ensuring everyone here is safe both humans and Pokemon alike.” Y/N states, a slight quiver in their tone. They’ve fought Volo and barely scraped by when Giratina joined the fight. But now they’re unsure how they’d fare a second time… they were younger, their early 20’s, and had gotten lucky the first time, but would they be so lucky now?

“You’re spiraling Y/N”, Mike’s voice broke them out of their thoughts, his tone laced with worry and seriousness, “How about you take a break. I’m sure we can take this guy working together”

“Mike I appreciate the thought but-”, Y/N

“If I may interject?”, N joins the conversation, “I think Mike has a point. If he is causing this much distress then you should let us help. Your luxray already has told me who it was they smelled, and I remember what you’ve told me about him before… Please don’t push yourself. Let us help you.”

Y/N looks between the three who look back at them with assurance and determination. They can feel their heart swelling a bit with pride and relief to know that they’re not alone in facing Volo this time. Possessing Giratina or not, they know he’s smart enough to back down when faced with too high of odds of losing. Volo is a coward, he ran when he was defeated not wanting to face reprocussions for his actions. After a moment of thinking they give a small smile when they feel their Archanine nudge under their arm, sharing that same look of determination.

“Okay, but we need to properly prepare, I’ve fought him before but that was at least three years ago.” Y/N states, “He’s no doubt gotten stronger since then. I’ll give you all the run down of his team as I remember it. But be wary, he has Giratina on his side and while it’s not fully under its command they share a common goal so it cooperates with him, to its own albeit attitude laden degree.”

Jess pipes in with a loud whoop her Houndoom howling with her before she gives an eager grin, “Let’s get this varmin off our turf! He messed with the boss an now he’s gonna be hurtin!”

Mike nods in agreement with Jess as N walks up to Y/N and puts a comforting hand on their shoulder, “Let’s gather our teams before we start planning. The facility is on lockdown so no doubt the cops are already on their way.”

Y/N smiling at N the spark returning to their eyes as the other two start to go over their respective PC data to prepare their Pokemon for the upcoming fight, “Yea, all we need to do is stall for time. Maybe I can get a message through the gateway to Cyllene and the wardens for extra assistance. They know Volo’s crimes and have been itching to get their hands on him so he can finally face judgment for the chaos and harm he caused.”

Taking a moment to talk to Jess and Mike to discuss the plan and explain Volo’s team and his history with their boss, N and Y/N go to gather their teams and strategize for the inevitable fight.

Of course upon hearing that the man who hurt their beloved trainer has returned Zoruark and Lucario have been on high alert, Y/N’s alpha luxray ushering her litter to a safe part of the facility to hide.

“Okay so let’s go over it one last time before we confront him. I’m going to go out as bait since I’m no doubt the one he’s after. You, Mike, and Jess will be hiding nearby in case things go awry and I need assistance. Mike and Jess’s main job is to keep him away from the facility and deal with his main team while we keep him and Giratina at bay. Thank Arceus you have Reshiram on your side as that’ll help us immensely in keeping the giant shadow wyrm at bay till the cops or the wardens arrive. I’ve already sent a letter to Cyllene and the clan leaders alerting them of the issue at hand. If everything goes as planned we might finally be able to apprehend him and send him back to Hisui and rebanish the legendary back to its realm.” Y/N pours over the details checking for anything they’d missed. N nodding taking in all the information. It amazed him how quick his new friend could form such a plan under duress, but he and his Pokemon, who’d come to love their trainer’s friend, were happy to see them back to normal.

N stands up with Y/N who attached their old uniform belt to their waist, having taken a moment to pull their old galaxy team uniform from its case and going into the side room to change, attaching their Pokeballs to it. He looks stunned at the complete change in energy that came with th uniform, as if it gave Y/N a much needed confidence boost. “Let’s go see Jess and Mike and tell them the rest of the plan. That way they’re in the know and can prepare their teams accordingly.” He says reaching the door going to open it.

“Right. Hopefully starraptor reaches the settlement’s fast enough for them all to reach us in time. But be prepared to restrain him if needed, he may look scrawny but he’s surprisingly fast and sneaky. He’s caught me off guard plenty of times in the past.” Y/N warned N as they entered the hall. The walk back to the lobby was quiet, the air tense, a stark contrast to the usual warm welcoming atmosphere the center usually has. The soon reach their destination, seeing the two trainers in the lobby waiting, both possessing full teams of Pokémon ready to fight. Jess’s houndoom now having a zebstrika in its place, the dark dog not being fit to fight, while mike’s minchinno now has his old friend Liepard in its place, the large feline standing at attention next to its trainer ready for whatever orders he gives.

“Alright, we’ve got the plan finished, for the most part I’m going to try to diffuse the situation but should Volo start to get aggressive you three will be nearby to provide support should I need it. He’s delusional but I hope that after three years he’s become somewhat reasonable. But I’m not putting all my chips on that chance.” Y/N states their lucario standing close by protectively.

“Got it boss, if he makes a move on ya we’ll get him where it hurts! Nobody messes with our amazing boss!” Jess says, smacking a gloved fist into her other palm, the nineteen year old eager to fight.

“You have a lot of us second chances including myself. We owe it to you that we can live a normal life now when nobody else gave us a chance. We have your back whether that man likes it or not. You’re not alone this time!” Mike adds, his gratitude towards the trainer who’d seen the good in him and many others clear as day, his companion pipes in with a trilled cry sensing its trainer’s commitment.

“Thank you, all of you, this means more than you’ll ever know. Now, let’s get moving. He’s no doubt still nearby.” Turning to their Pokémon Y/N continues, “I already know lucario isn’t going to return but the rest of you back to your balls, the less of you out at once means the less chances of him feeling threatened and attacking.”

One by one they return to their balls, their zoruark taking a moment to nuzzle their arm for assurance before returning with the others leaving only the ever loyal lucario present. Taking a breath, Y/N steady’s themselves before nodding and waiting for N, Mike, and Jess to disappear down various halls to go out other exits. When they can no longer hear footsteps they turn to the main entrance, keeping the door locked on the inside they carefully open the doors slipping through and slide them shut behind them. The air feeling far heavier now that they’re alone once more. Beginning the trek up the path towards the direction luxray had caught the scent they begin to think to themselves. Last time they felt this way was back when they were forced to confront volo on mt coronet. They’d trusted him only for him to betray them for his own delusions of creating a new world that he believed to be perfect. They knew better, it wasn’t that simple… the fight took hours, a storm had raged around them soaking the duo to the bone. They’d barely managed to squeak in their victory, their ever loyal Lucario having been the last one standing in the fight. They couldn’t ask for a better companion, she’d been by her side through everything. Every hope and heartbreak, every day and night out in the wilderness, watching over their beloved trainer as they rested each night. They remembered an old story Laventon told them one day how it was believed in some regions that humans and Pokemon possessed two halves of one soul, and that when the halves that matched collided the trainer and Pokémon would move as one unit together. He’d joked how her and her lucario reminded him of the story wondering if it could be true… Y/N certainly believed it, it would explain the unspoken trust between the two and how in tune they were…

“Well well well and here I thought I was going to have to drag you out of that little building of yours myself”, their thoughts were halted as a voice they’d dreaded to hear rang in their ears, lucario growling lowly at the new presence.

“Volo. What are you doing here? You’re not welcome”, keeping their tone neutral and firm they try to not think on what he’d said.

“Now is that any way to greet an old friend? No hellos or how have you been’s? I’m hurt my dear chosen. But no matter, my motives are simple really”, he finally reveals himself from behind the trees, he’d returned his hair to it’s original bun but still wore those blasted robes he wore back on the mountain. Has he even washed them recently??

“Whatever your reason is, leave, you know damn well I don’t want to see you. Not after what you did in Hisui.” Y/N snapped, their patience growing thin.

“Oh but I certainly wanted to see you. After all Arceus did send you after all to stop me, meaning you’re by all means mine and I was quite miffed to hear you’d left me behind like I meant nothing to you!”, he feigns offense, dramatically placing a hand on his chest. His acting was good but Y/N knew better, they heard the venom beneath the sugary words, he hadn’t changed a bit. Only shifted his delusions from Arceus to her unfortunate soul.

“Volo again, leave, you’re not welcome here. Especially not after your betrayal on mount Coronet. I’m not as naive as I was back then.”, Y/N remains firm in her stance. Keeping her voice as steady as possible while her lucario keeps a stiff stance, ready to jump into action at the slightest hint of conflict.

“I’m not going anywhere my dear. Not without what I came here for.” He replies, his voice taking a dangerous tone at which lucario sensing his intentions jumps between her trainer and the delusional man.

In turn the other three reveal themselves with their Pokemon in tow, and Reshiram crying out from above the treetops grabbing Giratina’s attention.

“I’ll give you one last chance Volo. Leave. You won’t find this fight going the way you wish if you continue. Unlike last time, I’m not alone.”, Y/N stands straighter at the presence of her friends, confidence rising as she watches Volo look around stunned at the idea of being surrounded, clicking his tongue and gritting his teeth he growls out, “Giratina, retreat, this isn’t over yet Y/N. Not till you’re back in hisui with me where you belong.”

As he finishes his statement a gloved hand latches onto his shoulder from behind, a stern face adorned with a new cap appearing behind him and a deep voice ringing out, “Apologies but you won’t be going anywhere anytime soon. Emmet think you can help get the big one under control while I get this crazy asshole restrained.”

“I’m Emmet and I’m already on it! Come on let’s get this big worm back where they belong!” A more chipper but equally stern voice rings out, an identical face covered with a shit eating grin off to the side wearing white, who with the help of N, Jess, and Mike starts to round up the distortion god while his twin wrestles the angry blonde to the ground cuffing him behind his back.

Tension leaving their body, Y/N’s luxray releases itself to catch its trainer as they nearly collapse from the stress, “Just in time you two. I was actually worried he was going to get away but I didn’t want to start an altercation without full backup and we all know how long it takes for the cops to respond out here. Hopefully Cyllene and the others will be here to take him back soon.”

“Indeed, it’s quite lucky for you that Emmet and I happen to be headed over anyways as he wished to meet you in person and see the center once he heard of it. Wasn’t expecting to see this one again after all that occurred.”, Ingo replied hoisting a cursing Volo back to his feet as the large legendary flees the scene.

“As much as I hate to admit it, I’m not that shocked. He’s as delusional as they come. I’m just glad nobody got hurt in the end. Let’s take him to the holding room at the facility till the others get here. Then we can talk more. At least once we’re inside we can keep him under lock and key.”

“I’m Emmet and it is nice to meet you! Ingo has told me much about you and your adventures! Now may we be off to the center Miss Y/N?”, Emmet in all his excitement jogs up holding a hand out to Y/N who shakes it with a relieved smile.

“Pleasure to meet you Emmet and welcome to the Pokémon rehabilitation center. As you know, I’m Y/N, I’m the director of the facility. Let’s head inside so I can let the staff know the lockdown can be lifted and everyone can return to their stations and work.”

Nodding Ingo and Emmet follow Y/N, Emmet eagerly chatting with the lady while Jess and Mike pat N on the back for his quick thinking earlier in the day, Ingo escorting a cuffed and upset Volo in front of him.

And once more things were back to normal, the halls quickly filling once more with talking and the sounds of Pokemon being treated.

[onestepbackwards]

Imagine with the self aware au in Hisui but the goddess in question is an abused victim who seeks solace in playing video games to forget their pain. Imagine Volo’s reaction to his new object of affection is crying and sees her in pain. The “goddess” also vents while playing the game, which leaves many in shock at the amount of pain their “true god” goes through! How could someone so empathetic and kind be treated so horrendously?! Volo and Ingo are willing to put aside their differences (they were the first to figure the whole “god” thing first though they both have different takes on it) to reach their object of obsession if only to rid her of her constant pain and suffering….

Ohh boy, if anyone finds out the 'God' they have been watching/possibly worshiping was being treated horribly? Or was treated horribly in the past and was still dealing with issues?

Depending on how far gone or deep belief their goes, it will affect how deeply they wish to intervene.

They all want to help, of course! But what can they do?

Ingo at least seems to have an idea. Along with the hero, who is desperate to help protect whoever has been protecting them. They keep mentioning some sort of code. They speak in harsh whispers about this code, until Volo ends up demanding to know what they are talking about.

It's clear it's about you, as he's heard your name mentioned. Ingo's eyes meet the Hero's, and he relents.

It's a bit hard to understand, though Volo catches on quickly. The 'code' they had been referring to are the number's Volo sees when he closes his eyes, or spaces out.

Ingo theorizes perhaps... Messing with those numbers could result in them being able to make contact with you. It would take time, but an attempt was better than letting you sit and suffer all alone.

Volo is immediately on board, though his reasons are a bit... more malicious.

He desires to protect you. To help you feel better, keep you safe.

And he'll take care of those that hurt you. He isn't afraid to cross that line, so long as it can help the 'True God.'

Ingo side eyes him. Volo isn't as subtle as he thinks he is, but he keeps his mouth shut. If it truly comes down to it, saving you might involve more... rough procedures.

As much as Ingo finds it unsavory, he's willing to look the other way so long as it ensures your safety.

Anything to make sure you were safe.

[r0-boat]

I saw request are open? I was wondering if I could request Volo x Reader but there's somehow a last bastion of Celestica people and they believe the reader to be their god/goddess/deity and Arceus' "master". Would Volo be resentful? Fall further in love?

Wether you take this request into account or not, I hope you're having a nice day c:

I can honestly see Volo being resentful. I actually feel like the opposite might be true at first.

Cw: Slight yandere behavior.

Volo Celestica worshiped reader

Arceus abandon him as hate festered for in his heart from the god he once worshiped forsaking him. And as Insanity gnaw at his brain. It almost seems like he feels almost entitled to have you, even if they were to possess us some kind of trophy to mock the god that abandoned him.

It wouldn't be surprising if Volo at that time grew a little crush on you. Your benevolence warmed the hearts of the coldest souls. Your power to command Arceus' creations and your courageousness could rival the Gods themselves and, at the same time, being as gentle and delicate as a flower treating the beasts that should bow to you as companions.

That devotion, and tiny crush on you has all but vanished. He just thinks that you should be worshiping him. He would be a far better God and a far better master.

Every night his dreams are plagued by images of you at his feet. Sparkling gold and pure white silk dressing the both of you. Your new God sitting on his throne as he offers his hand for you to kiss.

He hates that Arceus favors you so. And he hates that you will not worship Him as your master.

However he feels a new feeling, a bitter jealousy that burns just as bright. When he noticed the Celestica people who was never too fond of Outsiders begin to pine for your attention .Celestics thought your praise and attention was as though your master themselves was praising them; it was annoying. Even though Volo was no exception, being hungrier for your gaze than his fellow celestica. From that jealousy stemmed thoughts he had never had before.

In some twisted away, he thought of himself as your first follower and most devoted. Now, seeing your attention quickly stolen from people who had just known of your existence hurt. A feeling of dreaded Deja Vu washing over him the feeling of being discarded. This was the worship he wanted, now here you are, stealing it once again. At the same time, noticing how the men and women around your age stealing glances at you and giving you gifts made his blood boil. He isn't sure whether it's the fact that you were just an outsider or the fact that these people do not deserve your attention.

Whatever it may be he can agree on one thing. He liked it better when the celestics didn't know you existed.

This may reignite an old fire that had been put out since spear pillar.

[spitdrunken]

The Volo drugging thing BUT he does it more than once. Escalating every time he does it, until he finally decides to take you...except he's gonna make sure you're slightly awake to feel his mouth and cock~

Bonus if all this been an elaborate hate fuck->genuine obsession scheme. You're too fucking cute and it annoys him to no end.

notes: noncon, drugging

I love this idea!!

Maybe, as you said, it starts out of a mixture of genuine dislike and lust. You come into this world out of nowhere, and absolutely everything seems to go your way. Calming and 'befriending' guardians, taking control of a strong team of Pokémon, and becoming a treasured member of the Survey Corps. For once, Volo wants something to go wrong for you, albeit his methods for that are… Unconventional.

He'll travel with you for a bit, slip something into your food every night, and grope you in your sleep. It starts off just through your clothes, feeling the shape of your body and, as time goes on, slowly taking pieces of clothing off, one by one.

Turning to travel with you to facilitate his plans was his biggest mistake. Because despite himself, he is feeling somewhat charmed. You're cute, he begrudingly admits to himself, though none of this feelings are ever entirely unaccompied by a pang of bitterness. (Of jealousy, because you seem much more blessed by Arceus than he's been his entire life.)

The desire to touch you grows and grows, and has stopped being merely a twisted tool of revenge, a plan to taint the greatest gift Arceus gives all that walk the earth: a body. This night, he purpsefully lowers the dosage just a bit- Over the passing nights, he has had a lot of time to experiment.

Your body would be entirely frozen, and disoriented to the point whether you couldn't tell if you were awake or asleep. His hands on your body would feel flaming hot and disembodied, any pleasure a far away thrum. You don't even have the control over your body to quicken your breathing, your pupils darting around rapidly underneath cracked open eyelids- The only part of your body that you can actively move.

When, after a far too long time, you finally realise what's going on, Volo's cock is sliding down your forcefully relaxed throat, and tears spring to your eyes. When the tears in your eyes finally flow over and drip down your cheeks, his smile is sickeningly gentle as he wipes them away with his thumb.

(The next morning, you are tempted to think that it was just a dream. The alternative is too horrible to think on for too long, too nauseating. Volo acts so normal to you, even cheerier than usual, and you just cannot imagine him doing something like this without at least somewhat of a guilty conscience. But when you go to bathe, you find that your underwear is on backwards.)

[newtabfics]

ONLY IF YOU ARE COOL WRITING THIS. IF NOT JUST DELETE BUT LIKE DARK FIC STUFF???? Hear me out, Volo, right? Psychopath right? Yandere????👀👀👀Cuz like...what if instead of a battle he uses Giratina to somehow brain wash Y/N into being his worshipper but then he gets too caught up in that gorilla grip to care about destroying the world and it works out because he'd become obsessed with Y/N

Ok but like what if shes into it too👀

She felt as though she were a stranger looking through her eyes as she choked on his cock. It wasnt a matter of hating this. In fact, before the battle began she would have happily been in this position.

"Look at you. Some chosen hero. You...fuck...look wonderful swallowing me down. I always knew you would. I cant wait to fuck you even more senseless than you already are." His head rolled back as he gripped her hair, forcing her to deep throat him before pulling back. "Present yourself for me."

Volo watched with pride as she stripped down and bent over a wrecked pillar, practically displaying her soaked cunt for him.

She was practically crying out inside, begging for him to stop teasing and to just fuck her already. Instead he rubbed the fat head of his cock along her folds, relishing in how she twitched and rocked back.

"Be honest. How much do you hate me?"

"I dont," she whined. "I need it. I need to serve your cock. I wamt to worship you, please."

[crowborn666-writes]

So I go against my own damn rules and write yandere Volo?

[scarletwaffles]

Pokemon x warriors of hope #1

Im doing a Poll for each warriors of hope to see which pokemon villain which go yandere for them as a parental figure (So strictly platonic) (Might make this into crossover idk yet) (Also might include my oc warrior of hope)

[twisted-whispers]

Well the results are in!

I'm actually pretty surprised! Our queue is now:

Twisted Wonderland - Sacrificial Offering/Yandere

Pokemon - Vollo, Adaman, Irida, Melli

Twisted Wonderland - Malleus/Idia Triangle

Something new, not on this list.

If another prompt speaks to you or you have a burning desire to see a prompt embellished, let me know through PM/here/etc! Thanks again to those that participated!

[spaceumbredoggos]

There has been a criminal absence of recent Yandere Bill Cipher x Reader headcanons, so I made some. Also, the tumblr folks eat this shit up. It’s hilarious. No one cares about my Kenz fic that I pour my heart and soul into, but when it comes to Yandere Bill, you thirst for the man. I am currently only taking headcanon requests (will elaborate later) because art takes forever to make.

All these HC’s also apply to Bill’s Relationship with my self insert OC. Just if they didn’t exist, like tumblr thinks they don’t. Please give So Much for Stardust the love it deserves. I’ll appreciate it.

Bill is very touchy feely to a criminal degree. (That’s as far as I’m gonna go because I don’t wanna have to put a content warning, and I don’t wanna come across as triggering. In my mind, it’s in line with Bill’s character to be that free candy van uncle.)

Does Bill possess Y/N? Does grass grow? Does a bear shit in the woods? That’s one of his favorite things to do. And he’s really good at covering his tracks. You bet your ass Y/N will wake up fucking wounded and sore from frequent possessions.

If Y/N dies, which would be pretty rare given Bill’s obsession, they’re gonna end up as a sinner in hell with their soul owned by Bill. Bill is higher than god himself on the hierarchy of my headcanoned Hellaverse if he did exist (which would be fucking hilarious, but given how much I hate Vivzie for various reasons, I doubt Hirsch would accept a collab since Vivzie has a heinous track record. My recent hyperfixation of the Hellaverse is clearly showing.) Bill would act almost like an overlord this way, and it’ll be sorta like a Val and Angel Dust relationship that’s written better. (I’m skirting around the most taboo parts of this to avoid triggering people including myself.)

Odds are, Y/N wouldn’t die. Bill has plans for them after all. So good luck avoiding his agenda of building a portal. Also, he’ll probably leave Alex Hirsch alone a lot, which may or may not lead to a drought in his Gravity Falls content. Bill’s likely to start a cult at this point to hunt Y/N down, specifically out of all those down bad fankids who’d let him do unspeakable things to them.

Bill will resort to all sorts of psychological torture. Maybe even projecting himself into your video games and other media that you delve into, with various alternate versions of himself (I’m glaring at you, Volo from Pokemon Legends Arceus.)

With every single fandom you hold dear tainted (and he’s gonna do a lot of unspeakable things to fandoms), you will be molded into serving him. If his interpretation from character AI taught me anything (which I no longer support) it’s that he needs total obedience from a slave and would stop at nothing to have that.

Good luck going off the grid to avoid him, because that’s when shit gets 100 times worse. With no contact with those you care about, he’d start driving you crazy. And if you managed the injuries he did to your body when he possessed it successfully, you won’t be able to manage any further injury that happens from your eventual insanity.

Bill has a blood kink times 11. He’ll do anything to make you bleed, but not bleed out. Blood and pain is what he feeds on.

He’s going to be speaking in Y/N’s head all the fucking time. He’ll be mixing his voice directly into Y/N’s own thoughts, taking over their entire fantasies, and quite possibly drive them to the point of dissociating in a psych ward for any sort of relief if they don’t build a portal for him to cross over.

This isn’t a scenario where Y/N is blind to all the red flags, and if it were, there’d still be nothing they could really do. Y/N is powerless, riddled with fear, and trying to flee and fight at any turn. Bill truly has them trapped from the moment he laid his possessive eye on them.

[yanderes-galore]

hi, sorry if i'm too early to the rq period, but can i ask for a concept with pla ingo and a reader who was the unova champion and also knew him before being sent to hisui?

Sure! It's been a long time since I've played Pokemon Legends: Arceus so this is based on memory.

Yandere! PL:A! Ingo with Unova Champion! Darling

Pairing: Romantic/Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Clingy behavior, Amnesia, Overprotective behavior, Selfish behavior, Manipulation, Jealousy, Dubious relationship/companionship.

It's no wonder Arceus saw you fit for the task it has chosen for you.

Who better to try and stop Volo than a Champion?

As a result you, former Unova champion, are sent to Hisui.

Ingo doesn't really remember you at first due to his memory loss.

When you do meet him in Coronet Highlands he can tell there's something about you.

You recognize Ingo as... well... Ingo somewhat, but are perplexed by his amnesia.

Ingo finds himself strangely drawn to you when he sees you.

Even fighting you feels familiar, yet something seems missing.

He isn't sure what.

By the end of his first battle with you he isn't really sure if he wants to part from you.

You know Ingo well as Champion.

To pass time you would challenge him and Emmet all the time.

You had grown close to the two brothers, becoming friends.

Maybe Ingo just saw you as a friend... or maybe he saw you as something more and never bothered to admit it.

Either way said feelings keep bubbling within him even now despite his memory loss.

Even your name echoes in his mind as familiar... he knows at some point he's heard it...

At some point he's cherished it.

Hearing you talk to him makes his heart flutter just a bit.

He tries his hardest to figure out why you're so familiar.

However... eventually you yourself end up bringing it up.

You say you used to be a Champion for a place called Unova.

More bells ring in his mind... he looks shocked but he listens to you.

You tell him you used to challenge him and his brother often.

You admit you considered him a close friend.

Yet now... now you're stuck here to fulfill some prophecy.

Ingo takes some time to digest the information but he begins to look at you fondly afterwards.

He admits the memories are vague but he does remember you.

No wonder he feels such a strange connection to you.

Ever since then you two often are around one another.

After all, you have the strongest connection out of anyone here.

Ingo starts to act differently around you too.

You notice he hovers around often and even asks to train you more.

He gets worried when you're on expeditions.

His behavior is somewhat understanding.

You are the only connection he has to his old life.

Not only that but you invoke such strong emotions within him.

Having battles with you seems... normal.

He misses it, actually.

You both may not have your usual teams but the skill is still there.

Others expected you two to get along due to both being from the Time Rift.

Although they didn't know you knew each other so well.

I expect there's moments where Ingo gets... sentimental.

Especially as he remembers you more and more.

There's times Ingo will break his more stoic behavior to hug you.

It brings back memories for you too...

Oh Arceus, you worry for Emmet....

You even bring up his brother at times, hoping to jog his memory.

Ingo is upset that he can't see his brother whom he barely remembers... but he feels comforted that you're here.

Especially as his obsession gets more intense.

His depression with his memories and feelings are what drives him to you.

Soon he asks you not to leave so often.

He wants to talk to you, battle with you, feel your warmth....

It may be selfish but Ingo and you have been through a lot, right?

So... he deserves to be around you the most, right?

You no doubt try to jog his memory... but he begins to wonder what the point is.

What if you both never go home?

The thought plagues him often, even Sneasler can tell something's wrong.

Maybe he'll never even see Unova again....

Then his thought flick back to you.

... so what if he doesn't?

Ingo has you, doesn't he?

No one else can compare to you and him.

No one else deserves you.

Aren't you meant to be?

As long as he has you... maybe he can be happy.

A little slice of home...

Maybe it won't be so bad to be stuck here as long as he has you... forever... his dearest champion.

[leggerefiore]

cw: champion Volo au, yandere, volo being himself

pairing: Volo/Reader

The Champion of Sinnoh was an eccentric sort of man. He was recognised all around the world for his natural talents as a trainer — Rumoured to be nigh unbeatable. His focus on preserving historical sites and native cultures to the region also earned him much acclaim. It was only a natural thing, of course, as he was a descendant of certain people that laid claim to Sinnoh as their origin point. His family seemed to be gone, having been raised by a mysterious old woman who he never referred to with any familial terms. Yes, Volo was considered quite eccentric.

You found yourself utterly fascinated with him. The blond simply was utterly beautiful, too. His exposed grey eye caught the light wonderfully in all of his pictures. Those golden strands of his almost shimmered like precious metals. His smile was charming. You knew it was nothing more than a celebrity crush, but something drew you into him like no other. Other champions failed to have the same appeal as him. Steven was certainly handsome, having many fans of varying genders. Leon was undeniably gifted with mass appeal. Lance even had a particular charm that drew in a dedicated fanbase. None, however, pulled in you as much as the Sinnohan champion had.

Truly, you never expected anything to ever come from it.

But, a certain tournament held in Unova had drawn you in to observe. It was a massive showdown between powerful trainers from all over the world. Tickets were expensive, but more than worth it. Seeing so many intense battles had been nothing short of exhilarating. The lobby often had a few trainers hanging out in there, doing small fan meet-ups and speaking about their battles between those who competed. You felt shocked when you spotted the blond sitting in a chair speaking to a few gathered fans. A surreal feeling coursed through you as his presence was impossible to ascertain. He wore a heavy coat with fur collar, but what caught your attention was the pendant around his neck. He was never caught without it. You wondered about it quite regularly.

Volo had been chatting to a few of the fans, an amicable smile on his face. Though, as you stepped into his line of sight, the conversations slowly began to teeter out. For a moment, his face almost shifted into something ominous. His sole exposed eye stared into your very being as his lips fell from the grin. It lasted for nothing more than a moment as he snapped from whatever it had been and continued on with the fans. The uncomfortable scene lingered in your mind. Had you done something to upset him? The thought made you nervous, but it likely was nothing more than a passing reaction. Maybe he was tired… Battling could take a lot out of people.

You had departed from the scene and found yourself sitting out in the sun outside. The water surrounded the facility made for a relaxing ambience as you unwound from the intensity of the day's battles. People wandered around you, lost in their own worlds. Your mind drifted, too. The sight of the Sinnohan champion had made this entire trip more than worth the trouble and expenses. Seeing him in person had made your heart race… He was just as handsome as he had been on the screen. Something about him was more intriguing in person. Your heart rate spiked at the sight of him. You were curious about him. He was never seen in public nor with other people. It was rare that rumours about his affairs came out.

“Boo,” a voice whispered into your ear. Hands rested on your shoulders. Instantly, you tensed up and struggled to pull away from the unknown person. They remained firm in their grip. Whipping your head around, something in you twisted. Volo gazed at you curiously. Somehow, you felt like an insect under his scrutiny. A smile was on his lips, but it was different from the way it appeared in pictures. A laugh came from him as he let you go. Your immediate reaction was to demand to know why he did that, making him chuckle. His head tilted, fringes following the motion. “You were spaced out in public… That's dangerous, you know,” was his simple reply. Something felt wrong.

Yet, you were simply over the moon to have his attention on you.

Volo sat beside you, remarking on wishing to know what you were thinking so intensely about. Naturally, you made up a lie. He cocked a brow up at your explanation but made no attempts to question you further. Instead, he began to ask about you. Starstruck, you instantly began to answer with little regard for the information that you were feeding him. He nodded along to you, absorbing it all until he felt satisfied. Then, he shifted to letting you ask him some questions. It all had been mostly surface things that you likely could have dug up online until you asked about his pendant. His attention shifted to the teardrop piece of metal relaxing against his chest.

“… Oh, this?” his voice was low, “… It's related to the ancient Sinnoh people.” The reply made you nod. Of course… right, he was very proud of his heritage. Why would he not wear something like that? You shook your head. Somehow, however, you felt caught off-guard by his hand finding your chin. He gripped as his grey eye bored into you. “You're quite cute,” he simply said, “Won't you join me for dinner?”

How could you say no to him?

The painful churning in your stomach could simply be ignored as nothing more than nervousness.

It became more than just dinner.

You ended up in his bed.

The morning sun peeked through the curtains of the hotel room window. You moved to cover your head and catch more sleep, but a heavy arm around your waist snapped you into reality. It pulled you closer, making you feel the warmth emanating from the person it was attached to. Your brain rushed with panic before you turned your head to see Volo sleeping peacefully. You struggled to comprehend the scenario. Both of you laid bare, so that was more than obvious. The answer as to why laid with the slumbering man as you struggled to figure out how to navigate this.

Before you could gather your thoughts, the champion seemed to awaken on cue. He held you tighter to himself, making all the more aware of his staggering height. His body was quite well-formed, too. You would have been more interested had you not struggled to remember much of the night before. Both you and he certainly had too much to drink at the restaurant. “You're just as precious as I remember,” his voice was a rumble. Your name came from him, and your heart raced. “I've been looking for you all this time…” he shifted to pin you to the bed as he hovered above. Long blond strands curtained your face from the light as he leaned in. His eyes were different — His pupils shrunken.

Something really felt wrong now.

He seemed aware of your revelation. A chuckle left him as he pressed his weight against you.

“… Time won't separate us,” he mumbled, “I'll take all that I want.”

Nothing of what he was saying made any sense to you.

“I told you I would get what I wanted, no matter if it took centuries,” the back of his hand stroked your cheek, “Ah… You really don't know, do you?”

Somehow, you realised far too late that the feeling in your stomach had not been evidence of a crush.

It was fear.

[yandollies]

UPCOMING WORKS && IDEAS

Hello, pretty things <3 My name is Naaji and I'm a hypersexual writer, writing to get some of my thoughts and feelings out instead of letting them sit. My pronouns are he/him and I'm a gay trans man, so most of my writings will either be male reader or gn reader. That being said, anybody regardless of gender or sexual orientation is welcome to interact :3

I don't take requests, but you're free to leave thirsts / brainrots anytime! If I find the concept interesting I might write a little drabble or some hcs about it ^_^

WARNING : This account will contain smut and possibly disturbing topics written by a minor. I don't care who interacts with me, but if you're uncomfortable with this please leave for your own sake <3

Moving on to more of what I'll write...

I will be writing smut and dark content such as: yanderes, underage sex (between two minors), large age gaps (18 & late 30s / 40s ?), threesomes, character x reader, character x character

(PS: I might also add some of my own hcs to the writing just because I love my hcs and I want everyone to know)

However, I will also write fluff or familial relationships (platonic) every once and a while! (And maybe angst if I'm feeling it)

Some fandoms that I'm into and may write about are: Bungou Stray Dogs, Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail, Reverse 1999, Final Fantasy, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Heaven Official's Blessing, Pokemon, Omori, The Legend Of Zelda, Devilman Crybaby, Fairy Tail, The Summer Hikaru Died, Project Sekai, and Alien Stage

Some of my favorite characters to write for are: Kaedehara Kazuha, Shikanoin Heizou, Scaramouche / Wanderer, Freminet, Neuvillette, Wriothesley - Fukuzawa Fukichi, Oda Sakunosuke, Nakahara Chuuya, Atsushi Nakajima, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, Osamu Dazai, Edgar Allan Poe - Blade, Dan Heng, Aventurine, Gepard - Pavia, Зима, Shamane, Horropedia, Forget Me Not - Adaman, Volo, Bede, Gladion, N, Kieran, Guzma - Till, Ivan (The boyfriends..,.,..) - alot more I can't list all of them

Some of my favorite ships: Kawoshin, Ivantill, Soukoku (specifically 15!skk), Kazuhei, Wriolette, Kazuxiao, Suntan, Sunflower, Cactiflower, Sunturine, Sunhill, Akiryo

I will also likely write about some ocs of mine or just unnamed character concepts.

Some things that I will NOT be writing: minor x adult, smut containing young children (1 - 12 yrs old), r-pe, SA, noncon, stepcest / incest, kinks containing bodily fluids or anything like that (piss, scat, vomit, sweat, etc. Sorry.. just not into that)

Masterlist coming soon !!!!

Reminder that I am a minor and I do have school and other things going on in my life, so posts might not be that frequent .. Sorry lovelies </3 Goodbye for now !! ^_< ♡

[r0-boat]

Cw: unhealthy obsession, on healthy coping mechanisms

Obsessive yandere

When a yandere pours his heart out to you, loves you in ways that are self-destructive to his being, he works and schemes and plans countless hours of sleep, going days without eating, only continuing forward in the hope you'll be in his arms. But around his obsession, he wears a mask pretending that he is okay even though on the inside, his blood, heart, mind, and soul scream your name till hoarse. Fixating on your lingering touch because it's the only thing that makes him feel. He imagines his entire life with you, and the mirror thought of his dream not coming to reality makes him erratic, so much so that he has convinced himself that his fiction is reality. he gets more dangerous when someone new steps into the picture, threatening to steal you from him. That fake smile hides the burning hatred inside him. His enraged being screaming and clawing, tearing apart whoever dared to make you smile.