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abelladxnna · 1 year

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how much does your muse know about the Pokèmon world? Repost, don't reblog ; bold whatever your muse knows!

MAJOR GAME EVENTS

HISTORY

ANTAGONISTS

LEGENDARY POKEMON

ULTRA BEASTS

REGION LOCKED STUFF

RPC-SPECIFIC

#【 💌 ❥❥ dash game 】#【 ✍️ ❥❥ headcanon 】#// events of XY are something she will eventually know #bold & italicized ones are things she'd forgotten #for the legendary pokemon: italicized ones are just ones she's read about in books #bold ones are one she actually tried to pursue or learned from the villain teams' files #(but also I can't remember which ones are public knowledge)

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sugarcherriess · 2 years

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does your wife actually look like eric??

Yes bestie 😋 i could give you these photos and say this is my wife and I wouldn’t be off a single inch

Down to the nose and forehead and everything. Even the chin is a copy and paste. The universe went team “prepare for trouble and make it double” rocket on them

#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Adonis Speaks #speaking of team rocket #i miss pokemon #i think i will binge it now

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heimesweek · 1 year

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God of War: Heimes Week 2023!!!!!!

HELLO CONTENT CREATORS AND ABSORBERS!!!! Do you like Hermes from GodOfWar 3 and also perhaps Heimdall from GodOfWar Ragnarok? Do you also like when they are TOGETHER????? Well GOOD NEWS!!!! I AM HERE to announce a wonderful festivity; HEIMES WEEK! A silly little week where epic content creators (such as yourselves) in the God of War fandom who enjoy seeing and/or enjoy making Heimes content (or have even always wanted to make content for it but needed a silly excuse) can opt in to be prompted for inspo seven days in a row. I'm really bad at intros can't you tell??? Anyways let's get into the DESSERT!!!

From April 23rd to April 29th, for 7 days in a row, each day will be dedicated to a different Heimes shipping prompt!!!

💟💟💟READ BELOW FOR MORE DETAILS💟💟💟

Heimes Week is hosted by yours truly @medievildead!!!! And first off, HUGE THANK YOU for helping me out with the banner, to the incredibly talented @romaine-arts (lineart) and @silvergoldraeven (colours)

Each day has TWO prompts to choose from. Options were left available so people who partake can have more creative liberties with the prompts. Each day you can choose one prompt or the other to take inspiration from, or even combine the two, or maybe even just do both separately, or you can do neither!

You aren't obligated to participate, nor are the people who do participate obligated to participate the entire week! You can do two days and just opt out if it gets overwhelming, or you can often Midway through the week and just do them at your own liberty, whatever you want to do. As long as you're having fun and happy!!!!!

💕THE DAILY PROMPTS;

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Day 1: First Kiss/Last Kiss

Starting out simple, prompt is first kiss. Doesn't have to be exactly a first kiss, can be a first confession, a first date, a first anything . First time they realize they have feelings for each other, even! Whatever floats your boat! Or, last kiss. Make it sweet! Make it angsty! Make it bittersweet! Do what ya like!

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Day 2: Sacred Animals/Mythological Creatures

Rams and Roosters and Hawks! Selkies and Satyrs and Dragons, even!!!! Whatever creatures come to mind in regards to incorporating sacred animals (because hey, these two share a couple!) or mythological creatures somehow. Hey, doesn't even have to be creatures from their respective mythologies!

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Day 3: Meet the Family/Culture Shock

Meeting the family isn't always easy especially when both of your families control entire pantheons! Something about them not getting along with each other's fathers, or even getting along with each other siblings? Or vice versa? Or you can even go with the culture shock root, them introducing one another to each other's cultures. Be it clothes or food or customs and traditions!

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Day 4: Personality Swap/Gender swap

Breaking ship week tradition if we don't include this one, either a personality swap of one or both, Heimdall being a pushy flirt and Hermes being a prude? Or a gender swap of one or both. We love women in this house. Get serious or get goofy with whatever you think of!

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Day 5: Crossover/Alternate Universe

Have you ever wanted to see these two in your favorite other media? Or perhaps you have an alternate universe where they are already existing in a certain other reality? Maybe you wanted to see them in the Elder Scrolls universe, or them in a Modern AU, or them with a Pokemon team. Show us what ya got! Go hog wild!

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Day 6: Under the stars/Above the sky

Under the stars, stargazing or snuggling at night or doing anything really, indoors or outdoors, together or apart, or above the sky standing upon something tall or taking flight or whatever however you wanna take this and go about it in a bittersweet or not way. Combine the two of you want even (you don't have to)! Get poetic or get silly! Wheee!!

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Day 7: Sparring/Choose your own!

Lastly but not leastly we have sparring! Doesn't have to be with each other if you don't want, they can be sparring or fighting something Side by side! Showing off their powers to each other, etc. Or, you can just choose your own! Come up with your own idea, or maybe there was a prompt from one of the previous days that you chose not to do over the other option and you want to return to it! Completely fine! Have as much fun and be as creative as your heart desires!

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HOW TO PARTICIPATE;

Literally just go for it! There's no entry form, or hoops you have to jump through. Genuinely just REBLOG AND WRITE IN THE TAGS or COMMENT ON THIS POST that you intend on partaking (even briefly!) on the day of April 23rd, post your day one creation that day and tag it with #HeimesWeek2023 !!!!!

Reason we ask people to also say directly here if they're partaking is because sometimes tumblr is a bit of a nightmare and doesn't show posts in tags right away all the time, and we don't want to miss anything that you guys create for it!!!!!

Still, everything we see posted in the tag or by blogs who partake will be reblogged here at @heimesweek, so we have a nice little Hub to Showcase ALL of the awesome things that people make.

OUR INBOX IS OPEN for any questions people might have regarding this!!! But BEFORE YOU ASK;

"I want to participate but my art isn't as good as others/I'm still new!"

Whether or not you think your art is good compared to others is irrelevant, any art or content created for this week is all the same in my eyes. It is members of this community having fun and pitching in to make content for a silly little ship that makes us all happy! And whether you're a digital artist or traditional artist, you're just starting out or have been drawing for a long time, we are just excited to see it all the same. We would love to see what you come up with and how you get inspired!

"I want to participate but I'm afraid I'll opt out halfway through/not meet up to standards!"

Literally cannot stress enough as I did before, you are not obligated to participate the entire week if you do opt in. Heck, you only have to participate one day if you want to. Or you can just take the prompts and be absolutely sporadic with them at your own leisure. This week is about having fun and making content that makes you happy! Making others happy is just an amazing bonus!

"I want to participate but I'm not an artist, I'm a writer/editor/headcanon blog!"

That's TOTALLY FINE AND COOL! I love reading, we love reading and checking out edits, especially the cool stuff that a lot of the writers in this fandom create. I know a lot of amazing writers who do reader and OC content in the tags and a lot of it is just as amazing as a lot of the fan art that I see. If you want to take each day and use them for a writing prompt or editing prompt instead of a drawing prompt, you are absolutely welcome to be my guest. I would love to see some of the stuff that you come up with based on the prompts. And there's never enough Heimes fanfiction anyway!!! They don't have to be long bits of writing either! You are not expected to meet any margin, it can be a ficlet or it can be 5,000 words if you truly want to pour your heart out. You don't have to reach a certain amount of letters each day. One day can be a long thick, the next day can be a short thick, you can do art one day and writing another day. You can do both. The world is your oyster!

"I won't be participating, but I know some of my mutuals/followers who might want to. May I still reblog this post?"

ABSOLUTELY!!!! SPREAD THE WORD IF YOU WANT TO!!!! PLEASE BY ALL MEANS!!! THE MORE THE MERRIER!!!! 💕💕💕💕 Share it! Reblog it! Please! We love to see it!!!! WOOOOO!!!!

"I was wondering if it was okay if I instead submit my contributions directly instead of posting them on my blog!"

Of course it's okay!!!!!! I know plenty of people who prefer to keep fan content separate from their blog, as well as people who prefer not to post their art on Tumblr but still come to the site to observe, and perhaps even want to participate! You are absolutely more than welcome to submit your contributions for the daily prompts here. The only demand is that if you submit any artwork or writing or any contributions to the promps in this way, is that you provide a link/mention to your tumblr or other social media so that due credit is given!***

Thats about all there is to be said as of now. Any important updates will be posted to this blog Other than that, WE HOPE TO SEE YOU FOR HEIMES WEEK!!!!!!!

***Please note that all accounts that link back to, are connected with, or are owned by users that post inappropriate or suggestive content featuring underage characters will be blocked, submissions of any kind sent by these users will be deleted, and any posts published to the heimesweek tags by said users will be completely ignored. This event is intended to be safe for work fanworks that can be created for and observed by users of all ages, so we do ask that any and all who post that kind of content please do not interact. AKA;

#gow #heimdall #heimdall gow #gow heimdall #god of war #god of war ragnarok #gowr #hermes #hermes gow #gow hermes #heimes #gow3 #god of war 3 #heimdall x reader #heimesweek2023

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bluemoondust · 2 years

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✮Day 2✮ Size Difference

˚⭒· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ft. Ingo — Pokemon

General + Warning(s): Slight Possessive Behavior, Stalking, Slight Worshipping Behavior

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Ingo is probably around 6'5 or even taller (there's a post that talked about the heights in Legends Arceus, and some of these mfs be tall as f—) and given the time spent in the Hisui region, he has also gained some muscle. It's just hiding under his coat, you know. If you're significantly shorter than him, he often had to tilt his head down in order to meet eyes with you. Does he like the height difference? A part of him does due to how his body just... Can engulf you easily.

The man also has big hands and it flusters him when he can see just how small your hand is compared to his. He was only handing over an item to you, but now his mind is racing with how much of a size difference there is between the two of you. How easy it would be to just pick you up and carry you around. You might not be able to do anything about it, given his strength. Ingo coughs into his arm to excuse his lack of response to what you were saying. It's clear that these thoughts aren't the most pure and Ingo is slightly wary of them.

Though, it wasn't just that, there were more tainted emotions he was now realizing. It wanted to swallow him whole as did his desires. Ingo had come to see you as someone he must keep close and safe at all costs. The two of you are surely connected; if you both come from another world/point in time without much memory of your lives before. He feels content around you and he can't stand the thought of ever losing you to whatever this region would throw.

So, as expected, he becomes very protective of you. It's subtle at the start, where he'd just offer to accompany you on your survey expeditions, always stating that it would be better to have more assistance. Especially since he also is very good with pokemon like yourself. If you ever were to tell him that you're okay with going on your own, Ingo frowns deeply. He convinces you that it wouldn't be the wisest decision to travel all alone and will even give several reasons. It's difficult to make him budge with his arguments and you eventually comply. You understand his concern and that's what you think the reason for his actions were.

This will slowly get to the point where Ingo finds himself trailing you. He's highly aware that there will be times where he can't be around you. So to fix the issue, he either follows you or has one of his pokemon keep an eye out for potential danger. Some of these creatures can be crafty and find a blind spot where they can pounce. It's better to be prepared for the unknown. Plus, he's growing wary of certain people who you've encountered. Kamado, Cyllene, Volo, and those are just some who are ranked higher than others. Ingo refuses to believe that this is possessive behavior—it's not. He has his own reasons why he can't fully trust some of these people.

So when it came to you getting kicked out of Jubilife Village, all Ingo could feel was bitterness. The fact that even those part of both the Pearl and Diamond Clan were not allowed to aid you set him off even more. He didn't care what Kamado or anyone said; he didn't originate from this region, so he need not to abide by what they say. Ingo set his sights on retrieving you so he could take you to better shelter. Without a proper place to stay, you will surely be killed out there once your pokemon grow exhausted. It is all coming along perfectly...

Though now Ingo has no escape from his impure thoughts and desires with you near him almost every second. Being in your presence is blissful. A part of him, one that is utterly livid at how the people repay you for your generous assistance, needs more than just simple touches. The first time you hugged him back when you still worked with the Galaxy Team set him off in the best way. It had been too long since he's felt such a loving embrace. Ingo wanted more. He wanted to be selfish for once, but he backtracks when he's so close to fulfilling his wishes. He doesn't want you to run. Even so, how long can he last until his will breaks?

Ingo heaves out a shaky breath against the crook of your neck as you squirm under him. His body practically draped your own—it stirred him on further. You were smaller and in need of him. He wasn't thinking this with any degradation at all. You were his world after all and he couldn't allow anything to hurt you. Perfect in every way.

It was getting harder to keep it together as his cock prodded your entrance and the sounds you made. He made sure you were feeling the utmost pleasure as his hands felt around your body. Ingo told himself that he couldn't start trusting just yet when he finally managed to get himself inside of you. He's very aware of how much it's taking to slowly insert into you and he refuses to put you in any sort of pain. He made sure to prepare you.

"Just a little more, love..." A huff of air escapes him. "You're doing grand, so please, be patient."

He felt like he was telling himself that last part. Once he gets situated and your body is well adjusted, he'll let himself go... Just a little. A moan slips out as he bottoms out. Ingo kisses the corner of your eyes and mutters praises to you. His gaze slowly descends until they reach your tummy.

The sight alone almost causes him to buck into you. The bulge was evident as he let his hand reach down and press against it, making you squirm and whine. It must have taken so much from you to let every inch in. Were you a little sensitive now? Ingo, despite scolding himself for it, hopes so. He'd like to see you on the brink of your orgasm, especially if you're oversensitive. It just means he's fully satisfied you.

Yes... Only he could be able to fulfill your needs. Whether it be protection, companionship, or pleasure, Ingo will always be the one to make sure those needs are met. He'd go above and beyond for you. Ingo would never take you for granted like those who casted you away. They never took the chance to see you as you were... And they never will since they lost the chance.

Ingo gives a thrust to test the waters. Your moans give him permission to give another and another. Soon, he was holding you close, making sure your bodies were together as his pace picked up.

"So tight... So good for me..." He lets out a groan near your ear. You trembled underneath him, hearing so much unwavering emotion in his voice. Especially with what he said next.

"I'll never leave you... I'll keep you safe... Because I love you, dear." It seemed that his thrusts became more erratic after saying that, which made you wrap your legs around him.

He meant every word.

#yandere imagines #yandere x reader #yandere pokemon #yandere ingo #yandere pokemon x reader #yandere warden ingo #yandere ingo x reader #yandere smut #☆bittersweet.sins☆#kinktober #kinktober 2022 #tw size difference

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pointlookout · 2 years

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εїз. *. ⋆ oc master list ‧₊˚

✿. 𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐳𝐚

kimiko

a hostess at a bar in kamurucho. besties with michiko and friends with kiryu and nishiki

❥ akira nishikiyama

✿. 𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧

yasmine

formerly a ninja who trained under koga, currently team rockets disputed second-in-command. mother to silver

❥ giovanni

suki

a pokemon trainer wanting to become the ultimate idol. part time assistant to prof elm and is currently travelling with ethan and silver. lance super fan

❥ silver

✿. 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐭

phoebe

the lone wanderer from vault 101 with very good karma. helps moira with her wasteland survival guide and oversees the distribution of clean water throughout the capital wasteland

❥ butch deloria

✿. 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚

mimi

stage performer wrapped up in things she shouldn’t be

❥ sam trapani

angela

former member of a burglary gang and vangels clerk. currently living her best life as a house wife x

❥ vito scaletta (sigh)

lori

works at new bordeaux’s playboy club. loves gambling and stealing rich old mens money <3.

❥ giorgi marcano (formerly)

sylvie

disgraced socialite turned local columnist trying to use her gossip for good

❥ harold cauley

#finally made one :)#i’ll probably add more to it at some point but these are the ones i care about the most!!!#links just go to their pinterest pages :)#oc

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madamxrose · 3 years

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In a Moment like This

❥ When Team Plasma’s shenanigans take a larger toll on Hugh’s emotional health, you seek out to find ways to put his mind at ease from his constant inner turmoil

♡ Pairing: Hugh/Fem!Reader

♡ Word Count: 2.4K+

♡ Warnings: PDA

❥ A/N: Hopefully this contributes to the SEVERE drought of Hugh x reader fics; well, at least on Tumblr. This cutie needs more love! Very self indulgent piece as well 🤭

Hugh groaned in frustration as he gripped tighter onto the pokeball in hand, watching as the grunts dressed in medieval inspired uniforms fled after being defeated in battle. Each encounter with the corrupted organization, Team Plasma, left the navy blue haired boy infuriated. Battles began with a promising start — evoking hope for a step closer to his goal — but would end in sheer disappointment. It was similar to a cat-and-mouse game, except, he was the cat that was a step away from catching his prey, never to actually obtain the mouse; or in other words, his beloved Purrloin.

You looked over to your enraged lover and childhood friend, sympathy prominent on your face. You despised Team Plasma not only for their antagonistic ideals, but for the mental agony that they unconsciously inflicted on Hugh. Outwardly, he expressed his more aggressive tendencies, while he hid his dejected state within. To others, his reaction was labeled as over-the-top; to you, it gave a glimpse into his compassionate side. Afterall, his journey began with the desire to return Purrloin — an irreplaceable gift from his deceased grandfather for both him and his younger sister.

To direct his attention away from his increasing negative state, some ideas came into mind since Nimbasa City offered a variety of activities within minimal distance. Determined to turn this day into a memorable one, you gently slid your hands into his in a smooth motion, slightly squeezing it while glancing up to flash a warm smile to him. His eyes lowered to examine your beaming expression, the scowl on his face dissipating as the rest of his body relaxed.

The words “follow me” escaped your lips — Hugh trailing behind you — as you began your trek to the first destination: Join Avenue. Since you recently gained ownership, you greeted each shop owner as you proceeded down the linear pathway, earning amiable greetings in return. The two of you remained together for some time; you indicated what caught your interest in each shop. After making the rounds, you released the grip on his hand, rushing off to purchase what you considered was a necessity, leaving the Qwilfish-like boy to awkwardly idle the plaza alone. For his convenience, he began browsing the floral shop, glancing at the multitude of berries neatly organized in wooden boxes. Silently contemplating which berries he needed, the florist — Ainikki — interrupted the serene atmosphere with a playful comment. “(Y/N) is a great girl. Take care of her,” she joked while shooting a mischievous grin at him.

The usually stoic boy grew embarrassed, sheepishly averting his gaze to his left for a second before assuring her that he would fulfill her request, handing her the original total — despite her insisting on a discounted price — and politely thanked her before searching for your whereabouts; his initial plan failing since you were now standing before him, a disposable bag filled to the brim in one hand, a Soda Pop in the other for him. He accepted the gift, the cap coming off with a satisfying “pop” and fizzling sound, eventually downing the drink at a reasonable pace while you shoved the rest of the contents into your bottomless sling bag. The instant the bottle was empty and tossed into a recycle bin, you locked arms with Hugh, forcibly tugging him to the direction of the next building: the Pokemon Musical Theater.

As you approached the lively building adorned with ever changing, multicolored lights, you casually proposed a bet with Hugh, explaining the guidelines along with the forfeit — which was that the loser had to fulfill a desire of the winner’s choosing — before looking in his direction to await for his approval, a hopeful glimmer in your eyes. You were well aware of the fact that he sought to push you beyond your once believed limits, meaning it was practically impossible for him to decline your challenge. He looked back at you, his fiery expression indicating his answer. A smirk plastered on his face, Hugh playfully warned you to not whine at your future defeat — a sarcastic laugh being his response from you — before advancing closer to the glossy, transparent double doors, which retracted as they felt your presence. The maid trio, uniformly dressed in gold yellow and white dresses, unanimously welcomed you as the two of you approached the middle station. The lady that looked strikingly similar to her counterparts requested which show type you were intending to perform, you responding with your desired choice, confirming it in order for her to enroll you and Hugh into the roster. Her expression became warmer as she enthusiastically permitted the two of you to the dressing room.

After passing through the brief tunnel that led you to your destination, two other trainers were patiently waiting for the performance to commence; they turned to you, briefly examining their competition before returning to their previous task. You open the flap of your bag, pulling out a pokeball, allowing your pokemon to come out; the sound of Hugh’s Dewott also making its appearance nearby.

The sound of rhythmic clicking boomed in the hallway that connected this room to the performance stage, the four of you turning to the sound as a newcomer emerged in the room, pulling the curtains that blocked the entrance to the stage. The man gleefully thanked you and the other participants for deciding to perform as he proceeded to introduce himself as the owner. He restated the show type, Forest Stroll, you would perform, dropping a not-so-subtle hint of the type of audience to appeal to before sending the four of you off to dress your companion.

You promptly plopped onto the velvet-felt semicircular cushion, pulling out the accessory case — gifted from the owner himself — onto the vanity beside you. You rummaged through the endless amount of accessories, pulling out an armful of props and sprawled them onto the remaining space on the vanity; thus, you began to place each item with precision onto your pokemon.

Hugh decided on a musical that generally little girls begged their parents to take them to come watch; which wasn’t the most surprising considering he spent a majority of his childhood with his sister — with the exception of you, of course.

As the last bow was fastened neatly onto your pokemon, you let out a content huff. The owner warned that there was a minute left until you and the others had to perform, prompting you to pull aside the curtain that shielded your masterpiece from the others and made your way back to your designated spot in the horizontal line, waiting for the others to add any last minute touches and to return to their spot as well. Once every contestant was in their respective places, the owner ushered you all to follow him to the main stage.

Once you made your way through the dimly lit passageway, you were faced with the large velvet curtains that blocked the stage from the audience, the sounds of children and parents coming from the multitude of seats facing the stage. Each performer was instructed to position their pokemon on the stage and then return to the sidelines to remain hidden from the viewers. After guiding your pokemon into its spot, you scurried over to Hugh — who had finished completing the tasks before you — and wished him a “good luck” in a hushed tone as you watched the curtains retract, the pokemon bracing themselves as the music began to fill the room.

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When the lights and music began to fade, cheers and whistles ensued: each event signaling that the performance concluded. As the curtains once again covered the stage, each pokemon returned to their owners. Your (p/n) slowly made its way to you, their exhaustion evident as they struggled to form a smile on their face. You gave them a sympathetic look, giving them a head pat and words of appreciation before you instructed them to return to their pokeball. Hugh called your name, informing you that the trainers were to migrate back to the dressing room for the results. You nodded your head in response, following Hugh down the narrow corridor.

Returning back to your original spot, the owner collectively complimented your performance before giving in-depth individual compliments in order from the least to most popular among the audience. To your relief, he approached the other two, each giving them their personalized feedback, before making his way towards you and Hugh.

Hands clasped and heart pounding, the only thing that had your attention was the nearing presence of the host, your breath hitching as he made a full stop between you and Hugh. The silence before the reveal was excruciating, the innumerable favors that you could instruct Hugh to do — and vice versa — developed in your mind as you awaited for disclosure.

“(Y/n)!” the host cheerfully announced before proceeding to explain how suiting your performance was. Despite the numerous positive comments on your performance, you understood that it did not measure to Hugh’s; it was evident that the majority of the audience was enamored with Hugh’s performance, the owner’s feedback for Hugh validating that claim.

Once you were excused to exit the dressing room, you let out an exasperated huff to express your dismay over your loss while you and Hugh made your way to the entrance room. The qwilfish doppelgänger halted — which caused you to also stop in your tracks — and shifted himself to face you, ruffling your hair to gain your attention. “Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty more times to lose to me,” he jested with a devilish grin.

You let out displeased laughter, stating that he would later regret his bold claim. Then, you questioned him about the favor you owed, hearing a “I haven’t decided yet” from your boyfriend. Although he was unsure of the favor you owed, he was sure to buy you food to brighten your mood.

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Savoring the excessive sweetness that dissolved on your tongue, you let out a content hum before taking another bite into your fluffy, multicolored sugar confection. Now drawn towards your beaming presence, a smile formed on Hugh’s lips since his gift compensated for your earlier loss. You reciprocate his reaction, offering the cotton candy only to notice his mouth become slightly ajar as an answer. Entrapping a piece of the sweet between your fingertips, you lift it towards his lips, causing him to lean forward to capture the woven sugar with his teeth.

As the common hues of sunset and nighttime began to gently blend with one another, it indicated that Nimbasa’s theme park would be your last stop.

To pass the time until blues and blacks took precedence in the sky, you and Hugh decided to compete at the variety of carnival games, the amount of prizes you won being the decider — which all but one prize were gifted to children that desired it more than the two of you.

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An oversized Qwilfish clutched between Hugh’s arms and waist, while the other interlocked with your arm, his attention is now on your extended arm. You outstretch a single finger to point at the Ferris wheel.

The neon lights became more alluring as the night progressed, the dark colors filling the sky accentuating its presence. As other visitors took notice of the attraction, a line gradually formed, prompting both of you to join as well before it reached ridiculous territories.

Once you were permitted into a cart, your hands pressed onto the smooth aluminum seat as you seated yourself; Hugh mimicked your actions as he sat next to you, placing the Qwilfish plush onto the seating across from the both of you. When the cart ascended, you positioned your body to peer out the window, watching as the things and people that were once distinct and intricate become progressively indistinct and miniscule. As you observed the lively carnival, Hugh gazed at the obsidian currents, streaks of moonlight reflecting on a concentrated area of the water.

The navy-haired boy’s focus on the nature before him escaped his mind as he grew lost in thought. The present felt surreal to him — although he did find numerous of your shared romantic moments to be too good to be true at times.

Your friendship dates back to when you first moved to Aspertia City, a time in which you were both around his sister’s age. Never would he have ever imagined that the new girl in town would become someone he could confide in, someone that was willing to stick through the times he unleashed his rage, someone that he could call a best friend and first love.

When the cart made a halt at the highest point of the wheel, you took in the enchanting view below you. Paired with the now small people and places, the bashful lights grew bold against the black canvas, better known as the sky, the paint of the attractions and the clothes of people glowing as they neared the sources of light. Due to the enclosings of the cart, the commotion emitted from the screaming children, randomly dispersed speakers playing music and the now-moving rides became nonexistent, which contributed to the metaphorically warm scene before you; it evoked a nostalgic feeling for you, remembering the times in which the younger version of you and Hugh would scamper around the carnival while a parent monitored the both of you.

Your reminiscing was cut short as Hugh called your name. You shift your body to signal that your attention was on him, gazing into his crimson orbs. Hugh examines your face: your skin illuminated from the rays of the moon, a shimmer reflecting in your curious eyes and your head slightly tilted as you await for his next words. He raises a hand, gently placing it against the warmth of your cheek.

“I decided on your forfeit” he claims, as he takes a glance at your lips before looking back into your (e/c) irises. His face leans closer to yours, his eyelashes lowering as the distance between the two of you decreases by the millisecond, your eyes becoming hooded as you anticipate the long-desired outcome, the gentle grip of your waist ensuring it would ensue soon.

“Please stay by my side,” he requests with a deep voice and hushed tone before closing the distance between you and him, his lips capturing yours in a gentle, yet fervent kiss.

Words were unnecessary as the indulgent arms tugging his shoulders closer were enough to inform him of your response.

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✮Day 11✮ Stuck in a Wall

˚⭒· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ft. Professor Laventon — Pokemon

Word Count: 2.2k

Summary: The completion of the first Pokedex seemed like a daunting task... And it is at times, but you're able to pull through. Especially with the professor acting as reassurance. Though, there are days where luck just isn't on your side.

General + Warning(s): Fem!Reader (no pronouns but just one instance where good girl is used), Non/Dubcon, Semi Public, Yandere Behavior, Mentions of Injuries

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"You don't have to come all the way with me if you don't want to, Professor."

The man shakes his head softly, "I insist. Besides, it gives me peace of mind to know where you are." His brows furrow slightly in concern. "I don't want another close encounter like... Before."

The attack of wild Aipom, along with the Alpha Ambipom, left you with bruises and cuts. You had been a tad bit careless walking near their territory, along with assuming it was two or three small Aipom. The professor could've sworn you fracture an elbow bone, but his panic consumed his mind too much for him to fully process every injury as he rushed you back to Jubilife Village.

That was around four weeks ago.

Since then, even during your healing, he hadn't left your side at all. Cyllene even mentioned how he neglected sleep, to which she scolded him for. He felt he was to blame for your state and scolded himself. He also apologized to you profusely. You had to reassure him many times that it was his fault; that you should've been more careful.

You knew he was only coming along out of guilt. Sure, he's followed you on other survey expeditions for different reasons he's expressed. However, this was different. Professor Laventon seemed more... Stern on his decision to go with you. He didn't take no for an answer and insisted on having one of your team members look out for him in case of a wild pokemon attack.

You gave in, yes, but your mind was still on his unusual behavior. He was acting like his usual self now, but... He certainly startled you. Professor Laventon didn't seem like someone who would snap as he did with you this morning. It was probably the fear. That incident was probably the worst of how he's seen you after an expedition. Small cuts, covered in mud, ash, soaked to the bone and so on was the usual aftermath. That time, you were truly close to a possible concussion.

With a heavy sigh, the two of you make it near some cliffs where he can survey the area at a close distance while you search for pokemon.

"I'll be back in a few. (Pokemon Name) will be with you while I'm off." You release your pokemon out of the ball, a cry escaping them as they observe their surroundings.

The professor glanced at them before making firm eye contact with you. He set his hands gently on your shoulders, "Please, take care of yourself. If anything happens, just give a shout, alright? I'll be there."

You muster a small smile. "I'll be fine, sir. I'm not alone. If I'm not back in... Half an hour, you can come searching for me. I'll only be about less than a mile away."

He doesn't respond right away as he stares intently at you. You can see the gears shifting in his head through his eyes, contemplating on your words. A nod finally comes from him, "Alright."

His hands slowly but surely slide off your shoulders, but not before giving a light squeeze to them. You could have sworn you felt his thumb tracing circles while you two were talking, though you brush it off.

Waving at him and your pokemon, you begin to walk off. You only plan to at least catch five new pokemon before heading back, so you figure you won't take long.

You stand corrected by your previous statement.

A failed attempt soon led to the pokemon getting absolutely furious. That was fine, you could simply run. Your teammates were too exhausted to fight anyways. But oh, Arcues really wanted to test you today. The pokemon decides to call for its group for assistance. So now here you are, running from a small group of pokemon that were no higher than your knees. Or even taller.

You needed to maneuver away from their sights in order to lose them. That was the plan until you suddenly couldn't feel the ground underneath you. A small ledge. It wouldn't hurt you too bad, but with how awful your footing was due to not being away from it, your foot jerked downward. Some relief hit you for it not twisting in an awful position, still, you were in for it as you tumbled down.

Shifting your body, you rolled down the slope of the ledge. When the spinning finally stopped, you groaned in pain. Yep, there will be some bruises forming for sure. Heaving a sigh, you twisted your body so you weren't laid on your side and now on your stomach. That's when realization dawned on you; your body was squeezed between a crack in the wall of another cliff. What luck...

Groaning, you plop your head against the ground in aggravation. It seems the universe was out to get you at this point. You felt like just laying here out of sheer exasperation and some level of spite but you heard someone call your name.

Oh Arceus, did you really take that long? You were a bit embarrassed that the professor would bare witness to the position you're in. He wouldn't speak ill of you when you explain what happened, but this was slightly humiliating.

You hear footsteps getting closer as you try to move a bit. All you could do was manage to stand on your hands and knees.

"Are you alright—" Professor Laventon suddenly cut himself off once you were fully visible to him.

"I got stuck, sir. Um... Some wild pokemon started to chase after me when I failed to capture one... Soooo, yeah... W-We can just get one of the pokemon to help me out of this, it's no big deal."

You didn't expect silence to follow afterwards. Confused, you called out to him, but all you got in response was quiet muttering. Then a small click.

Not even a minute passed before you grew concerned.

"Professor?"

A small yelp escapes you when you feel hands on your hips. Your face slightly heats up. "W-What—"

"Shh, shh. It's okay. I... It'll be fine." For some reason, no matter how gentle his voice was, those words did nothing to ease you. It just made you even more alert.

Your body flinches as his hands squeeze your hips gently, sliding up and down your thighs. The first thing that comes to mind is to try and squirm out of this, but it's futile. You truly were stuck here without any assistance; vulnerable to whatever the professor was doing or going to do to you.

"P-Professor..." The words were suddenly stuck in your throat. You could cry out for him to stop, anything, but the sudden feeling of his hand ghosting your pussy through the leggings of your Survey Corp uniform cut off any attempt to speak. A small sound leaving your lips.

Hesitantly, Professor Laventon traced your sex with two fingers, the action causing you to shudder. A few more strokes were given before his hand moved upwards. There was a bit of fidgeting around until he managed to slip his hand into your underwear. Another noise leaves you, the heat on your face increasing as his fingers touch your moistened lips. Shame washed over your body when your arousal dripped.

"So wet now...?" It wasn't degrading. He actually sounded fascinated, which made your stomach turn a bit. "Love... I..." A mixture between a groan and whine escapes him before he breathes in. It seems like he is struggling to find the right words to say.

Another mutter. You could have sworn he cursed under his breath. "... I really need you right now."

It was agonizingly slow, or maybe it was to you, but he started to slide your leggings off. Panic arose again as you willed your legs to move. The professor held them down while he tried to soothe you. He spoke sweetly of reassurance, telling you it will be alright.

You'd feel good. He loves you with all his heart. He wanted this so much and he knows you dotoo. Please be good for me. As you always had.

The worst part? He was so gentle with you. It did feel good, his fingers tenderly stretching you out, and you hated that. You expected a rougher treatment. Not him caressing your inner thigh as he fingers you with so much care, the kisses peppering your hips and thighs or the sweet nothings he was whispering. You cursed your trembling body and the lack of restraint for the noises that left your mouth—for indulging in his touches. It was getting more difficult to keep holding yourself up with your elbows.

Each moan and whimper only egged him on, a small flick to your clit almost sent you over the edge but he didn't touch it further. You wondered what his face looked like right now. What sort of expression was he making? Your mind was starting to get hazy from the pleasure.

You grit your teeth when you feel him stop his actions. So close... You were practically clenching his fingers as he slowly pulled them out. It ached so much that you rubbed your thighs to relieve some of that pain. You should have been ashamed to act like this, but a part of you didn't care. Too consumed by how intense the circumstances were.

"It's alright darling. I'll let you cum. Just..."

Some shuffling could be heard, but your mind was elsewhere; distracted. You finally snapped out of your haze when you felt him press against your entrance. What little will you had left tried to protest against this, but the moment he started to sink himself into you, withered away.

Professor Laventon was rubbing your thighs softly while giving you praise for taking him in so nicely. You could only whine in response. He certainly did have some girth to him as you bit your lip from the slight sting you felt.

Unbeknownst to you, Laventon was trying his best to hold onto any semblance of restraint. He does want to go slow with you, but now that he's here, all he wants to do is get straight to it. He's holding back just for you. Patience is a virtue, he tells himself. With a strained moan he managed to bottom out inside you. Ah, he didn't mean to go that deep...

A few seconds pass by before he pats your side, telling you he'll be moving now. Again, him being ever so considerate of your well-being has you conflicted. It was a short-lived thought as your body jolted in pleasure from his movements. His pace wasn't too fast nor excruciatingly slow; a steady rhythm... Until he picked it up. All that was heard were his pants and groans along with the slapping of skin on skin contact.

"So good for me. Such a..." A strained moan. "... Good girl." You couldn't see it, but Professor Laventon was staring intently on how his cock disappeared into you. If only he could see your face. He wanted to witness every reaction you had. Maybe another time...

Another time. That sounded good to him.

The grip on your thigh tightens. Ah, he just remembered; he'll have to clean and take care of you after this. He feels you clenching around him. You're almost there, just as he is.

"Love..." He pauses as a thought suddenly enters his mind. This in turn causes him to slow down his thrusts as he ponders.

You whine, louder than you would have liked, but damn it... You were so close-! Too close to your release and it made you want to cry with how slow he was suddenly going. Your body unconsciously pushed up against his thrusts, trying to reach your orgasm.

Some seconds pass by. Laventon had made up his mind as he once again gripped your hips, picking up the pace once more.

"Love, I'm going to cum inside, okay? You'll let me, right?"

What? Wait, no—! You can't do that! Please sir, don't cum inside me! I-I—

No coherent sentences could be spoken as you tightly squeeze around him. "S-Sir, please..."

"Almost there, darling. Almost there. You're doing brilliant. Mm, I love you."

You could feel him throbbing from inside you. It was getting harder to think straight as his cock hit you deeply. Your face was now against the ground since your arms gave out a bit ago.

Not inside!

With one more good thrust, Professor Laventon pulled you close to him, allowing all his cum to flow into you. You whine at how full you were getting; it was thick. Surely some would be spilling out, dripping down your legs and onto the ground. Your body felt weak as you panted heavily. The professor still hadn't pulled out of you yet, but you could hear him speaking more words of praise. An apology was mixed in there, but you couldn't tell for what.

Your body was pulled out of the crack. The soft surface of Laventon's chest was what you felt against your back. He got you out. His embrace consumed you as his head sat atop of your own. He gave a quick kiss to your scalp while his hands rubbed circles into your sides.

"I'll get you some water and food. Just sleep for a bit, love. Today's expedition will have to be cut short, huh?" He chuckles at his own words. "You did so wonderfully. I desperately wanted to see your face in such bliss. Next time."

You feel him shift against you.

"Maybe... You can move into my quarters. That'd be lovely."

You just knew that beyond this point, nothing will be normal ever again.

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