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r0-boat · 4 months

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Hi can I request some alpha cyllene? It's been over a year and I'm still obsessed 😔 also alpha women are >>>>>>

Oh my God yes Alpha women I so agree with you Anon!

Alpha Cyllene Headcanons

The prime shining example of what every Alpha should be, she puts all other Alpha's to shame. Strong and reserved she is Harsh but only for the sake of survival. She is respectful of other secondary genders and doesn't abuse her Alpha title. Her scent is strong and opposin

g as if it is telling you to shut up and stand up straight. Making you behave for her without saying a word. But with omegas she's noticeably softer, chivalrous, and polite. She's respectful, a rare sight in the days of old. Omegas swoon and flaunt their status as an unmarked Omega, showing interest in her as an Alpha. Only for her to not bat an eye. Even as an Omega goes into preheat she is calm and unfazed. Being the one to guide them to safety while baring her teeth at other Alphas that begin to lose themselves to the sweet scent of heat. Even though Cyllene has remarkable resilience to her animalistic needs, she is not indestructible, falling hard to her ruts so much that she must shut herself off. Even with her mate she holds back her Alpha, not wanting to hurt them. It will take hours of teasing to break her iron will, but when she does, you'll be rewarded. She doesn't just mark, she claims syncing her teeth deep into your skin reading her hips against you over and over, hard and deep. Drowning the both of you in pleasure. Once Cyllene loses control it would be hard for her to get back; she'll never have that same resilience around you. Her biggest distraction, trying to work on paperwork until she gets a slight hint of your scent in the air. Suddenly, she can't stop thinking about you, and hardly any work gets done.

Thinking poorly of Alphas that just bark orders and show off their superiority by their strong scent. Cyllene firmly believes that it is not only in Alpha's job to lead and protect. Protecting your pack and community is much more critical than simply leading. Even though Cyllene would heavily discourage omegas in the Galaxy Crop from going out in the wild against the wild beasts, it is only out of worry for Omega's to put themselves in danger. However, their drive to help their fellow Galaxy members and their strength and courage are admirable—something she does not admit to often.

Cyllene can be a little protective of her mate especially if they are an Omega with her tiny habit of thinking omegas are made of glass. She will fret about the smallest cut on them if they are in the Galaxy Corp; she worries herself sick when their mate is out on excursions, so she has assigned herself to go with them on more than one occasion. The only thing stopping her is her mountains of paperwork. She is not too worried about other Alphas making their move on you as she trusts you facing off against Pokémon You have no problem dealing with humans, though she is happy to scent you and anything you give her; Cyllene is not immune to the happy chemical in her alpha brain that goes off when she knows that her mate smells like her. Besides, those same humans wouldn't dare go after Captain Cyllene's mate if they value their life.

Cyllene's protectiveness only worsens when you begin to nest inpreheat—picking you up and carrying you back to your nest when she sees you have crawled out of your mess of blankets and pillows. She would rather die by a wild charge from a Luxray than have you go outside into the village. She can only imagine what other less kind alphas would do to you. She tries to calm the inner snarling and bitter scent as you now stand before her, wanting to see her at the Galaxy building while she annoyedly urges you to go back home. All the while trying so hard to focus on the papers in her hand and not the intoxicating scent of your preheat and the way you flutter your little eyelashes at her, begging for her attention. She can't help the way her eyes drift away from yours, knowing full well that you're beautiful eyes would have her attention all day or how addicted she already is to your smell, resisting the urge to nuzzle into your neck.

As her omega, I wouldn't be surprised that she would treat you as an equal and as if the slightest gust of wind could knock you down.

Cyllene is a hard Alpha to anger; she just does not believe that losing control of one's emotions makes you look like anything other than an ill-mannered fool. You'll never forget the day that some Alpha, who reeked of alcohol, got into a one-sided fight with you, spouting insult after insult when things took a turn for the worst. He grabbed you suddenly; you got shivers done your spine as your partner stared at the both of you with an unreadable expression. Her eyes filled with a fiery wrath you'd never seen as her piercing gaze stared holes into the attacking Alpha. Cyllene did not say a word; instead walked forward. You could almost feel the ground shake with each step, the anticipation as if she was a big beast stalking forward to its prey. If the alpha had not and let him go and run away in Pure terror, yet he certainly did now when Cyllene, still in that same expression, grabbed his arm, squeezing it in an iron grip, causing the alpha pain. After this, You were scented till you reeked of her scent.

Cyllene likes to watch you while you make your nest. She thinks it's so cute watching you fret over which soft material to use, fluff the pillows till they're nice and soft, straighten out the blankets. Her eyes soften, watching you be cute, rubbing your face against the nest to mark it with your scent. Only for you to be even cuter when you curl up into a ball trying to lay comfortably in your newly made nest. She gets the urge to join you, go into your nest and wrap her arms around you.

#omegaverse #pokemon #pla cyllene #pokemon cyllene #captain cyllene #Cyllene x reader #Cyllene legends arceus x reader #alpha beta omega #pokemon legends arceus #alpha x reader #Alpha Cyllene #pokemon x reader #pokemon imagines

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smallestapplin · 2 months

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Anything for you

🔞Alpha Cyllene x omega reader🔞

Cw : wlw, omegaverse, fem bodied reader.

MINORS DNI! ADULTS ONLY! (Yes, I will check.)

Please note my requests are closed, but I'm always happy to chat! (This has been queued )

Cyllene is on the edge of her seat gripping her pen tightly, she needs to write these reports but how can she when her mind is filled with thoughts of you? Her sweet little omega at home.

You are her beloved bonded, and yet during you're most vulnerable time she can't be at your side, it angers her she has to work while you're at home about to start your heat. She's not worried about anyone breaking in, she already left Abra there with you to teleport to her if anyone did.

But she made sure the house was locked up tight, you I had everything you need, and she doubts anyone would like to face her wrath if they so much as got near her mate.

But her thoughts keep going back to you.

She wonders if you were working on making a nest or maybe you're stealing her clothes to add to it? A barely there smile crosses her lips.

you always looked so cute trying to scent her clothes.

Or maybe you already finished making your nest and are dealing with your neediness? She can picture you with your legs spread, a pair of her panties to your face inhaling her scent, while you rub your clit in tight circles, just begging for her to take you.

To mark you over and over again, to make your pretty pussy hers all over again.

Her office fills with the scent of an angry alpha.

how patheic she's stuck here because no one could fill her role for a week, her sweet omega needs her, what part of that do they not understand?

"Uh...Captain Cyllene, ma'am?" The guard flinches under her cold glare.

"What is it now?"

The corps member shakes in his place, her near monotoned voice and stern glare striking fear into him.

"W-well we have word that um-"

"Spit it out already." She doesn't have all day for this.

"Right! We have word that, uh, that professor Laventon got poisoned on the survey."

She sighs rubbing her temple.

"Set up the medical bay. And let me guess, it wasn't even from a pokemon."

"...No ma'am, he got spooked by a Bedew and fell back on some poisonous plants."

If she was home she wouldn't have to deal with this nonsense.

Just before she's able to send the guard on his ways, her Abra spawns in her office, making a soft cry.

The corps member doesn't have a chance to blink before he is lifted by the collar and thrown out of the way by a speeding Cyllene, as she's out the front door before anyone can say anything.

Her darling needs her, so why would she stay?

She skids to a stop once she reaches her home, swiftly sniffing the air and checking the surrounding area, yet by the looks of things no one has been near here, no beta and no other alphas either.

She fidgets with the locks she had in place, easily opening the door, only to tak a sharp inhale at the overwhelming smell coming from her home.

You started your heat eariler than expected.

She enters, closing the door behind her and taking her shoes off ro slip into her house shoes before entering further.

She can see the shadow of your silhouette, your ass high in the air and your hand between your legs, though your cries are muffled, she knows you probably have your face stuffed into some of her clothes.

"Mm...ah! Alpha, please it's to much!...haa-!!" You jump with a shriek as the sliding door to your room is ripped open.

Your eyes locking with your mates, which only make you relax once more and spread your legs further, removing your hand to show her your drooling pussy.

"Welcome home, love." You pant, smiling shakily at her.

"My, aren't you a delectable sight." Fuck, she can feel herself drooling.

You shake with excitement as your alpha walks closer, eyeing you like a peice of meat.

She always makes sure you're more than taken care of, especially during your heats.

#smut #pokemon smut #pokemon x reader smut #omegaverse #Pokémon omegaverse #pokemon cyllene x reader smut #fem reader #x fem reader #pokemon cyllene smut #mdni #spicy #omega reader #alpha cyllene

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norue67 · 2 years

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The existence of Ingo’s alpha fight means that at some point, Ingo waltzed into Jubilife Village followed by three enormous, towering monsters. And the entire village was like “yeah this is fine, he probably knows what he’s doing” lmao Also note that his alphas all have red eyes. That means he didn’t even catch them, they’re still wild. This man somehow convinced a bunch of wild alphas to fight for him just by talking to them nicely

#pla #pokemon #legends arceus #ingo #ress #cyllene #bidoof #wyrdeer #basculegion #kleavor #ress's bidoof is actually kind of a monster though #that bidoof fucking killed my dialga when i first fought him #WHY DOES IT KNOW ICE BEAM??#i'm still mad about that #comic #shitpost #when you are as cool as ingo you can do whatever you like #i love that for the alpha fight he doesn't even do his pointing pose #he just stands there and lets them maul you

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nemesis-is-my-middle-name · 4 months

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on the subject of ingo crit succeeding at getting very naturally suspicious people to like him. he does also just sort of show up in jubilife and the next day can order security corps members around. and then zisu in short order but i think zisu's also just showing up to fight you bc she doesn't have a whole lot else to do and it's fun. still though.

#the nemesis speaks #where's that comic abt ingo bringing the alphas for his fight into jubilife #and cyllene's like ''it's fine he can do what he likes''#it's literally just like that. with everyone who interacts with him ever #tho with jubilife it's probably also helped by him being a warden which is a fairly prestigious position #what are you gonna do say NO to a WARDEN? and get everyone kicked out of hisui? mf #but i think it is also partially he's just. very likable by nature.

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sonicmegaman72 · 2 years

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I haven't been posting for a bit because I've been focusing on my math class. So here ya go!

Can you tell that I've been playing legends arceus? lol.

#my art #my oc #pokemon: legends arceus #legends arceus #darkrai #jubilife village #Cyllene #gligar #gliscor #i made a little back story in that my oc had a traumatic experience with a mass out break of gligar and the leader being an alpha gliscor.

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onestepbackwards · 15 days

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Hey, I saw it and I loved the Streamer au, and I ended up having a crazy idea but I'm going to say it here anyway. I don't know if you know Undertale and Re zero but what if the Streamer was from our world and had an aura and body much weaker than that of a human from the Pokemon world and could come back through death and the characters that They can see the transmission, they can see us coming back through our death, not only them but also the Pokemon we captured and despite everyone's concerns, we just say that Arceus gave us this ability with a look that was kind of scared and broken with fear and having died so many times.

(Sorry my English is not my first language so sorry if anything is wrong)

Honestly I think it would be funny to make something funny out of something that would normally being depressive. You just died? You are spawning outside of Kamado's house in a T-Pose just to spite him. Cyllene looks rather alarmed to see you later, having seen you 'throw hands' as you call it with that Alpha Snorlax. "I... I thought you died? All reports said you had been killed on the field?" You give her a thumbs up. "I got better."

#self aware au #self aware pokemon #ask #anon #zed.talks

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icys-junkyard · 2 years

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Started a side playthrough of P:LA and made it a goal to absolutely terrify everyone. On my first mission after Cyllene's test, I left camp with a lvl 7 Oshawott and lvl 3 Bidoof, Starly, and Shinx. Came back a few in-game days later with a Samurott and a full team of lvl 30+. Got promoted to 3 stars in one go, decimated Akari's poor lvl 9 Pikachu, got asked to visit Kleavor. Disappeared for a other day before showing up at Kleavor's tree with a full team of lvl 40 alphas.

Really just trying my hardest to put the fear of Arceus into these people. Just fucking TRY and banish me later. I dare you. Just see what happens.

#icys trashtalk #pla #pokemon legends arceus #icys op pla run

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warden-melli · 1 year

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Diamond Clan Analysis Part 1: Adaman’s Big Lie

This post started as way for me to give more context to an observation/interpretation I made in a seperate post, but it’s evolved into a larger analysis of the Diamond clan as a unit. More specifically it focuses on the ways that it’s individual members communicate, and of the ways that impacts their relationships, the world around them, and the greater plot. Before I start though, everything I post lore wise is 100% based on canon sources, and can be supported with screenshots/canon resources if necessary. This is my personal interpretation of events, but any/all speculation is based on canon information. Your interpretation may vary.

Fairly early in the game Kamado, Irida, Adaman and the player character meet in Galaxy Hall to discuss the noble pokemon Kleavor, which has become frenzied. It’s a touchy subject as Adaman advocates for a direct approach to the threat, implying that Lord Kleavor should be taken down. This is despite knowing that the Pokemon is sacred to the Pearl Clan.

Irida is understandably resistant to such a plan, pushing back against the idea as the two argue. Notably Adaman offers an interesting fact. that if his Clan were to interfere directly it would risk war/conflict with the Pearl clan.

Irida makes the point that they don’t even know why Lord Kleavor has became frenzied in the first place, and Adaman agrees, stating that he too would like to know the answer, and claiming that Lord Kleavor’s frenzy is a first for as far as his clan knows.

The group discusses their options, and to be respectful to the Pearl Clan’s concerns Kamado offers a compromise.

Instead of directly confronting (or defeating) Lord Kleavor, you (the PC) are granted permission to investigate before deciding how to proceed. Adaman, despite advocating for a more direct approach only minutes earlier concedes, and the group all come to the decision that you are to simply observe Kleavor to try and gather more information before deciding how to handle the situation further.

After the meeting you report to Cyllene to be briefed before you’re to head to the Heartwood to begin your investigation. It’s during this meeting that Adaman and Mai approach you. After exchanging pleasantries he cuts to the point. Despite just coming to an agreement with both the Pearl Clan/The Galaxy team that you are only to study Kleavor, he directly asks you to go behind their backs and quell his frenzy instead.

This is a major ask/risk. If Adaman was discovered directly interfering by asking you to go behind their backs, it could risk war with the Pearl Clan, (and quite possibly also the Galaxy team, as this request directly undermines the plan that all groups agreed to) but at the same time if you were to be the one to succeed and quell the frenzy, he would have achieved his goal, and his involvement need never be disclosed.

(It’s important to note Mai’s presence in this meeting, as it is implied by dialogue/earlier events that she is the reason that Adaman asked you specifally to be be the one to quell the frenzy. After agreeing to help her earlier in the plot, Mai witnesses you defeat an Alpha Kricketune (proving to her that you are potentially strong/skilled enough to handle the task), and relaying this information to her leader. This informs Adaman that you are not only competent, but also trustworthy as you have helped out his Clan in the past. This is why he is not only aware of your skills, but is willing to take a chance by reaching out to you)

He then goes on to explain his situation in more detail, offering more context as to why you may want to help him, and of why he would risk a possible war with the Pearl Clan in order to find a way to cure a frenzied noble. He reveals that his clan has a similar situation, and that a pokemon that is very dear to him up in the mountains (Lord Electrode, The Pokemon Melli is sworn to protect) is also in a frenzy. He is willing to risk anything to find a way to help/protect Lord Electrode and Melli up in the mountains.

Adaman openly deceives the Pearl Clan, and the leader of the Galaxy Team in order to discover a way to quell a Nobel pokemon. He does this in order to help his friend (We know from dialogue in the Daybreak update that Adaman and Melli are childhood friends, and that Melli only became a warden in the first place in order to help Adaman) and the Nobel that he serves up in the mountains. While his deception/lie is never openly discovered by either Irida or Kamado, Adaman faces the consequences of this decision in other very impactful ways.

This leads me into Diamond Clan Analysis Part 2: (Coming soon)

#adaman #Irida #kamado #warden mai #warden Melli #pokemon legends arceus #pla lore #pokemon #Melli speaks #long post

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monsoon-of-art · 1 year

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Ok, so... saw in a previous post about the Pokerus AU that each of Dawn's friends became a ruthless alpha trying to hunt her down... i might be new to this, so who became what? and did they managed to warn her before completely mutating?

Ah, a brief update then:

Pokerus is an AU where the influence of Giratina and the Spacetime Distortion(s) causes the inhabitants of Hisui to slowly (and painfully) turn into Pokemon, eventually losing their minds in the process.

As for who's who, here's a snippet of my old spreadsheet. Akari, Rei, Cyllene, and Laventon do not go Feral. (Neither does Cogita, and beni lasts very long)

#pokerus au

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fluffabutt · 10 months

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Rewrote this fic so many times:

Yandere!Laventon x Reader

Warnings: Reader is isekai-ed and unhappy about it, feelings of betrayal, injury, drugging

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You’ve been through this before: being introduced to the Pokémon world.

Laventon is your Professor, which makes sense since he’s the first one you meet and wearing a labcoat. He says that you fell from the sky, and you’re content to believe you’re in a very realistic dream.

The air is clear, the sky is blue, and it’s absolutely fucking freezing in your shorts.

You go through the motions, meeting your rival character Akari, the tough boss Cyllene, and establishing your ‘home town.’

It isn’t until you manage to scrape your hands while catching Pokémon that you realize you’re not in a dream.

The blood running down your fingers makes you ‘wake up’ in a sense. Laventon rushes over to bandage your hands as you walk towards him and Akari in a daze. You look at them both with new understanding.

You’re in the Pokémon world.

These are real breathing people, not 3D models on a screen.

And you come to a new understanding of how you need to do everything you can to go home.

You open the mission on your new Arcphone.

There are people relying on you back home, they must be worried.

You can’t make them wait.

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You keep it very professional all things considered.

The Survey Corps members are all reasonably kind people, but you don’t have any intention of getting close.

You just keep your head down and finish as many Pokédex entries as you can without working yourself to the bone, occasionally joining Laventon and the other Survey Corps members for Potato Mochi to celebrate. Otherwise you keep to yourself.

Many people try to ask about yourself but you keep them at arms length. You can’t lose focus on your mission, and any time spent trying to connect with others is better off going into survey work.

You sometimes talk to Laventon or Cyllene, mostly on business but with your attempts to keep yourself from getting sick and keeling over you spend time with them.

Paperwork mostly, but Laventon goes out of his way to include you in the small gatherings that happen within the corps.

You appreciate it, really, but you don’t see much point in team-building when you intend to leave. Laventon often walks away with a strained smile when you refuse the invitation.

Besides, what could you even talk about? That in your world none of this is real? It’s a wonder the presence of your new phone isn’t a paradox in and of itself.

So no, you tell them about the most basic parts of yourself, leaving anything else in vague statements.

And cry into the pillow that came with your futon when you feel especially homesick.

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The frenzied nobles add a new quirk to the mix. The Alpha Pokémon were already terrifying in their ferocity, but the frenzied Noble Pokémon?

You think whatever put you here just is interested in killing you in more extreme scenarios by the day.

Running for your life desperately pelting Pokémon potpourri, so panicked you don’t even have the breath to scream when you get hit by the damned thing.

But you work through it.

Laventon bandages your scrapes with gentle scolding about your wellbeing, but you simply just sigh and crunch numbers in your head to catch up on how much time you wasted fixing the clan problems.

Laventon offers quiet nights so you can recover and get back into shape enough to go back. You say your thanks when he offers to brew a tea that helps you sleep.

He thankfully doesn’t bring up the nightmares you wake up from with a gasp during survey expeditions. You keep the fact that your nightmares persist into your house in Jubilife to yourself.

Laventon is kind enough to keep you distracted with research talk until you excuse yourself when your eyelids flutter and he walks you back to your house.

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Though you do find somebody to cling to in the whirlwind of activity. One Warden Ingo who mirrors the lost look in your eyes.

Though yours don’t glow in near darkness like his.

Ingo is the first shuddering breath you allow yourself to take, where he opens up about the memories that linger outside of his reach and you feel compelled to talk about the people you miss everyday.

You tell Ingo almost everything though you have to leave out the entirety of Pokémon being fictional, out of fear his straining psyche would deteriorate.

Of course, the Pokédex comes first, but you make an effort to keep up correspondence with Ingo. Letters fly back and forth between you two, information on the native Pokémon and their habitats is precious to you and you offer a sound board for some memories he has of his time.

You wave off the weekly invitations to spend training with Ingo. Pokémon battling is a necessary skill for the wilderness of Hisui and genuinely you have a good time. Even taking offers from Ingo for help with the Pokédex in the Coronet Highlands.

The Pearl Wardens hear about your bonding with Ingo and offer their assistance as well, and you’re extremely thankful. You even take up offers to go by yourself with the Pearl Clan without the help of the Survey Corps, Ingo helping to escort you to a settlement and take you back to Jubilife after a week of work.

Laventon approaches you in a panic when you both come back to Jubilife terrified that you went and got hurt. But you wave him off explaining where you were, and happily hand him a few journals worth of notes and show off your haul of newly captured Pokémon.

It’s the first time you see Laventon so off balance. You feel terribly guilty as Laventon just quietly collects your research and turns away to walk back to Headquarters.

Ingo escorts you the short walk to your house before you separate, to which he asks if he can join you for dinner. You feel slightly deflated with what happened but invite him over anyway, happy for the distraction of what happened.

You go to Headquarters to give your progress to Cyllene, who looks impressed at your wide berth of work. It’s only when you turn to leave that Cyllene stops you.

“We were worried for you.” She says, her hands steepled as she levels her piercing gaze at you.

“Ah, my apologies. I will alert you in the future if I intend to go out on my own-“

“You are appreciated here. People like you.” She says, the weight of that statement makes your stomach churn

“Thank you.” You say, because you don’t have any idea of what else to say.

There’s a very telling pause that only makes you fidget with your hands.

“That’s all, dismissed,” she says with a sigh, something you’ve never heard from Cyllene, and goes back to the large stacks of paperwork on her desk.

You’re happy to be able to get away from the Survey Corps.

Though you swallow the hard lump in your throat and blink back tears as you trudge back to the house.

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Ingo is mercifully quiet as you help each other with a dinner, you peeling potatoes while he chops vegetables. They’re combined into the hot pot as you carefully lay pieces of meat into the hot oil.

“You’ve made great progress on the Pokédex,” Ingo finally says.

“Yes, there’s about 30 entries left. Mostly just raising Pokémon.” You say back. You push the idea of the box Legendaries into the back of your mind before your migraine gets worse.

“You’ve been here for a month yes?” He asks.

“Yes, just about.”

“Have you told anyone else?” He asks.

“Told anyone else what?”

“That the Pokédex is your only way home.” He says.

You just stare at him, he uses his chopsticks to stir the veggies and flip the meat so it cooks evenly.

“Ah, so that’s a firm no then.” He says with a sigh, running his hand over his goatee.

You just turn to grab two clay bowls and the soju you keep in your small little cellar in the floor.

You hand Ingo his bowl and once everything is finished cooking, you both set down to eat. Ingo is mercifully silent, though accepts a few swigs of your soju as you pass it back and forth.

You place your bowl on the tatami mat, laying your chopsticks across the rim, and sit back on your hands as you try to gather the words you want to say. You look at Ingo.

“If…” You start, and Ingo meets your eyes, patiently waiting. “If you could go home, would you?”

Ingo blinks, fiddles with his goatee as he looks down. You watch his eyes focus on the floor, the quirk of his eyebrows, and the subtle tap of his fingers against the tatami floor in a rhythm you don’t recognize.

“I would,” he says, after he meets your gaze again.

“So would I. So to follow that, if you knew you were going to leave, would it be fair to get close to someone knowing you’re not going to stay?”

Ingo answers you with a deep sigh, his free hand moves to the brim of his hat.

“That’s why. I want to go home Ingo. I want to see my friends, my family… it doesn’t feel fair to get close knowing that the first opportunity I have… I’d leave this world in a heartbeat.” You say.

You get up to take your dishes and place them aside, you hand Ingo a little clay bowl with a lid for him to grab the leftovers.

“I see…” he says.

“So I’ve been told to finish the Pokédex, and I’m going to,” you say, turning to face him. “And as soon as I do, we’re going to go home.”

You offer your hand out to Ingo, and his eyes flicker back and forth, searching you for something. You know there’s nothing there but your honest feelings.

He clasps his callused and scared hand against yours and gives you the soft smile he reserves for when he loses.

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You walk Ingo to the door and say goodbye after he puts on his shoes. Though he walks back in after immediately stepping outside holding a bamboo box.

“This was left on your stoop,” he says, shock overriding his typical neutral frown.

You take it from him and open it.

Fresh Dango on skewers, two in particular.

You gasp with pleasant surprise and offer one to Ingo. He tries to refuse but with mild goading he accepts the present.

“I wonder who could have left it…” he says, trailing off before enjoying a mouthful of the sweet dango.

“No clue.” You say, smiling as the man manages to stuff his face full of the sweet treat like a chipmunk before heading off into the night.

You enjoy your snack, though the sweetness makes your heart hurt, knowing even if you had a secret admirer you wouldn’t be able to return their feelings.

You wouldn’t be sticking around to find out.

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From there everything swivels sideways, from Palkia and Dialga, to Volo and Giratina, you barely managed to regain your focus.

The way you were ousted from Jubilife struck you particularly hard, no matter how kind Cogita and the other clans were. You didn’t try to make friends, but when no one was able to stop your expulsion your resolve was cemented.

You were an outsider, clear and simple.

So with three legendary beasts on your team you ran yourself hard and fast to the finish line. During your exile you had the opportunity to get close with Diamond Clan members and their wardens so you had a vast network of people to rely on.

A vast enough network that you left Jubilife for the final time.

You send your data to Laventon with a Staraptor you trained for correspondence. The sweet darling had been a Starly for your letters back and forth to Ingo but the poor bird wanted to evolve once your correspondence evolved to Pearl Clan, Diamond Clan, and Jubilife.

You keep all your letters brief, though Laventon often made the effort to tell you about the goings on in Jubilife: how Akari was progressing, Cyllene getting startled by the guy with the Weedle out front, etc.

Laventon often sent you treats as well, which you thanked him for, but no matter how subtly he tried to reel you back in to Jubilife you stayed in the wilderness. You didn’t want to offer anything to Laventon you knew you couldn’t give.

You couldn’t offer a friendship you knew wouldn’t last.

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You finish the last of the data Laventon requested, leaning back with a heaving sigh.

You set up camp in a former Garchomp den, long since abandoned, and if you were worried about the Pokémon coming back your Godlike attack dogs would’ve made quick work of the poor thing.

You set up a fire, and quickly manufacture dinner, small tears of relief being grossly licked off by your starter Pokémon. You shove the dumb baby’s face away with a laugh, and get back to your set up.

It’s when you lean back against your curled up little menagerie of a team you realize you’ll miss them. The god Pokémon in your team were friendly, but you knew they were there because of your purpose set by the god of Pokémon itself.

Though you would happily take the image of Giratina rewarding your well placed pets with the most haunting purr noise to your grave.

So you gathered up the fancy parchment you saved for the moment when you knew you’d leave. You started your farewell letters to Jubilife first: thanking Cyllene for her kindness in offering you meals and a home to stay in, and asking her to release your Pokémon in the stables. Telling Akari she was bright and would excel in Team Galaxy and wherever she set her sights on in the future, how she should have an open heart and an open mind.

Laventon… you wrote a sincere appreciation. Without his word, without his effort, you more than likely would have died out in the wilderness. You told him you were thankful for his kindness, that you wished you could’ve taken the time to grow closer. You give him your best wishes, and make sure to bundle the finished pieces of your research with his letter.

You send your Staraptor to send the letters off, giving the sweet ‘mon a Sitrus Berry for her troubles. You give her orders to drop the letters off and then come back immediately.

You wake up when your Arcphone buzzes and tells you that God saw and recognized your mission was completed and told you to head to Spear Pillar. So you pack up your stuff and your team, and head off towards your final destination.

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You try to take in the journey as you make your way towards Spear Pillar, you write to Iridia and Adaman, extending your gratitude from their kindness and willingness to support you at your lowest.

You write to Cogita as well, the beautiful older woman was given some golden nuggets to make up for her generosity in feeding you and letting you stay in her home.

You write to Ingo telling him to hurry to Spear Pillar, you promise to wait for him to summon Arceus as your way of going home, and you thank him for being patient.

After that it’s slowly releasing your Pokémon as you go, your Staraptor, your starter, and the legendary trio being the only ones left in your team. You feed the Noble Pokémon treats in thanks for them helping you one last time.

You get to Spear Pillar and set up camp, with the Azur Flute.

And wait.

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You wait.

And wait.

It’s the start of the second day when you start to get restless.

You go to search for food with the help of the Noble Braviary bringing you to the base. Hoping to find Ingo in the wilderness… but you only find local Pokémon.

You pace at camp from then, focusing on feeding yourself and your Pokémon while you wait.

On the evening of the fourth day you see a shape in the dark as someone approaches you from the summit and you eagerly jump to your feet.

“Ingo?” You yell, waving to them.

“Ah, no! It’s me,” the ever enigmatic Professor calls back.

Your heart drops.

“Oh, Professor, what are you doing here?” You say, trying to mask the disappointment in your voice.

“I received your letter,” he says. He gently lets a leather bag down onto the dirt near the fire. “I didn’t want that to be the last conversation we had.”

He sits across from you, rummaging through his bag until he pulls out a familiar looking tin can, holding it with a triumphant smile.

“Care for a spot of tea?” He says, giving you a wistful look. “One last time?”

You can’t find it in your heart to deny him this. Considering the care he always showed you, you figure it’s only fair to take up his offer.

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You sit in the silence as Laventon sets up the kettle and the tea above the fire pit. Any time you hear a noise you quickly turn to see if it’s Ingo only to be disappointed every time.

“Are you waiting for someone?” Laventon asks.

“Yes, I asked Ingo to meet me here.” You say.

“Ah you two were quite close after the Lord Electrode incident.”

“Yup.” You feel bad, but the anxiety that Ingo stood you up overrides your need to be polite. You call your Staraptor, asking her to search for Ingo, and send the fierce bird off into the night.

Laventon pulls out a set of tea cups, pouring one for you and one for himself. You accept the outstretched cup with a sigh and hold it in your hands while you give it a moment to cool. He gives your starter a Jubilife Muffin, to which the darling happily eats up.

The wind picks up and sends a chill through your warm Survey Uniform, the night air is cold to begin with much less at the peak of a mountain.

Laventon clears his throat, and your eyes snap to him.

“Would you, mind terribly, if you could recall the Gods of Sinnoh?”

Oh. Right.

“Oh I’m sorry,” you say, quickly ushering them into their respective Pokéballs. “I’ve gotten used to them with time, I can imagine how intimidating they are.”

“Indeed,” he says with a good natured chuckle. “It’s not every day you meet a god much less three.”

You nod and slowly sip your tea. It’s bitter, but considering how tough luxuries like sugar are difficult to come by, you manage to push through it. You wish you had some honeycomb though.

“Then again, you’re not an ordinary, every day person.”

You just keep your eye on Laventon, goosebumps run up your arms but you chock that up to the chill.

“Please, answer me honestly,” he asks, and you feel all your nerves stand on edge.

“Did you ever… did you ever consider a future in Hisui?”

You wanted to avoid this.

“I told you in my letter I wish we could’ve had the ability to get closer to you-“

“So why didn’t you?” He asks, his mouth strains a neutral grimace, sounding clearly hurt.

“I couldn’t-,” you start to say, swallowing a lump of tea to ease the tightness in your throat from your nerves. “I couldn’t in good conscience be your friend knowing that I’d leave.”

The Professor sighs, crossing his arms.

“That’s what you told Ingo did you not-“

How did he know that?

“-You still wanted to be friends though, you wouldn’t have come to the Survey Corps parties if you didn’t…”

Your mouth feels dry as you just stare in confusion as the Professor continues to ramble.

“If you had just been honest from the beginning I doubt we would have gotten to where we are now,” he says with a sigh. “I’m afraid it’s too late to go back to how things were. Your resolve was too steady.”

“Professor,” you manage to say past a heavy tongue. “Were you listening to me and Ingo’s conversations?”

“Only because you refused to say anything to anyone else.” He says.

What?

“What?” You ask, feeling a heaviness settle on your body.

“I had thought… I had hoped with our relationship that you would have been able to talk to me about your plans. I admired your drive to finish the Pokédex, I had even hoped…” he trails off, and then looks at you with eyes gleaming.

You meet his gaze, feeling nigh paralyzed.

“I had hoped that you could possibly come to… reciprocate my feelings for you.” He says, with a woosh of breath like he’s just lifted a heavy rock.

“You’d hoped that my desperate attempts to go home was actually a sign that I liked you? What the actual fuck Lav?” You ask incredulously, your body starting to involuntarily shake with the stress. You stand with some difficulty, trying to keep your body calm, and stand away from the fire next your starter Pokémon.

You know your buddy would have been up on their feet by now, but one look over at your companion shows they’re completely unconscious.

He seems clearly shocked, his eyes follow down to where your legs shudder.

“You found me on the beach in my pajamas! You found me lost and alone in a world I didn’t know and!-“ You shout, throwing your hands up in frustration. “-and assumed that because I eagerly helped you with your career because I had a crush?!”

Laventon stands as well raising his hands in an attempt to calm you down.

“What of all the nights we spent putting the Pokédex together?” He asks, he takes a step around the fire towards you with a hand outstretched.

You stumble away from him trying to keep the fire between you.

“I spent time with you because I thought you were nice!” You say, throwing your hands up in frustration though it makes you dizzy.

You trip over your feet and fall, Laventon rushing over to help you. You just scream and call out to your starter Pokémon, trying to get to your feet.

The beast doesn’t even flick their ears at the stimulus and your heart drops down like an elevator from the top floor of the Hancock Building.

“Hey! You’re alright!” Laventon says, his hands land on your hips and you throw your weight as hard as you can away from him.

You feel heavy, like you’ve had weights tied to your limbs as you try to dig into the ground below you for leverage. You manage to pull yourself forward, but quickly lose steam, flopping to the earth.

You make a strangled yelp as Laventon slips his arms under yours and drags you back to the fire. You struggle as best as you can while you fight your eyelids closing shut.

He pulls your limp body onto your sleeping palette, and walks over to your starter. Poor thing completely unknowing to the world.

“Wait!” You yell. “Don’t!”

Laventon simply returns your Pokémon to their ball and turns around with an offended look.

“Did you genuinely think I would hurt them?” His eyes look misty as he turns towards you. “I’m a professor that studies Pokémon… I would never cause them harm!”

You can barely even keep your head up your body is so heavy.

“So you think drugging an unsuspecting person and their Pokémon isn’t harming them?” You manage somewhat coherently, the last of your words starting to slur.

“There won’t be any negative side effects, I’m a researcher first and foremost, I made sure.”

Laventon sighs, brushing the skin of your cheek as he sits by you on your sleeping palette.

“I wish it hadn’t been this way, I didn’t…” he sighs, you close your eyes unable to face his lies anymore. “I didn’t want this. But we’ll have a fresh start you and I, there’s a ship at Prelude Beach that will take us to Galar, my home region.”

You feel tears slide down your cheeks, even if you can’t budge your eyes open. Laventon just wipes them away with a handkerchief and soft coos of reassurances that make you want to puke.

“Ingo?” you warble, begging to God and Arceus that he’ll show up to stop this madness.

“Ah,” he says bitterly, a tone you’ve never heard from him before. “Don’t worry, Warden Ingo won’t be joining us.”

Oh god please.

Not Ingo.

He didn’t deserve that.

“You’re thinking the worst of me again, love.” He says, smoothing a finger over the quirk in your brow as you fight to remain conscious. “He simply never got your letter, I convinced your Staraptor to give me it instead.”

You let out a small gasp for air as your heart thuds harshly in your chest.

“So now it’ll be just the two of us. Making a future together… you will have to leave behind your flute, the Legendary Trio of course.

“Ah well we have an appointment with the ship captain at dawn so we must make our way down the mountain quickly,” he says as he gathers you up and onto his back, your arms dangling limply as he holds up your thighs.

“If you behave, you’ll get to wave goodbye when the sun rises.”

You slip away then.

Into the void.

Knowing you’ll never see Ingo…

or your friends…

or your family….

Ever again.

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TW: MENTION OF LOSING A LIMB/GORE MENTION please be advised.

Hello! I have a prompt where, the reader pushes there lover (warden Ingo, cyllene, laventon, adaman SEPARATE) away from an Alpha Pokemon attack and then get seriously injured (like losing a limb or something) and them crying and telling us off on how we could have died or grieving our death.

(both surviving and dying endings please)

Oh yes delicious angst! 👀

Cw: almost losing a limb/losing a limb, reader death, mourning, depression, angst no happy end.

Reader becoming severely injured or dying saving them.

Warden Ingo

(Close call)

Ingo carried you, blood staining his coat and your outfit. He carried you going as fast as he humanly could down until the nearest doctor, anyone who could help—screaming for help, keeping you warm, and losing more blood in any way he could. When you finally wake up, Ingo is out of breath and on the verge of tears. He holds you close, tight, and protective. He couldn't get mad at you. He could never be mad. He was just relieved you were all right. However I would be lying if I said he wouldn't be a little more protective from now on.

(reader dead)

He stared at a shaky palm, remembering the way you went slack in his arms, bags under his eyes from sleepless nights filled with new and old nightmares. The painful feeling of losing something was so painful; however, what scared him more was that this feeling was familiar to him. The emptiness inside him was only doubled after. He can't even look at himself anymore because whatever stares back is your smiling face and deja vu. Even though he knows he must take care of himself, he has to admit it's hard even to bring himself to eat these days without looking over to your smiling face how he misses you're warmth in his arms. Now, all he feels is the cold, howling wind of Coronet Heights. Once again that loneliness fills him in this time; it will be there till his grave. Ingo cannot love again for he can not feel that love again.

Cyllene

(close call)

Survivors guilt, as you lie there on the ground losing blood at an alarming rate. She's frozen. She's almost in denial as other survey members rush to your limb body. Cyllene finally snaps out of it all. Her panic hits her all at once, barking orders to get you back to camp.

Unfortunately Pesselle running low on supplies and with time running out she wasn't sure she would be able to save you. Upon hearing this Revelation something inside her stoked a fire Cyllene took it upon herself to go out and find every single ingredients she needed helping her nurse you back to health, of course you being unconscious from blood loss for a few days you had no idea all you woke up to was an angry rant from a very very pissed captain.

(Death)

After all she did, she couldn't save you. Sadness and rage bubble into one, gritting her teeth, nails scratching at the cold ground; she wants to scream. Damn it why wasn't it her? Damn, it should have been her! The job of the Galaxy Core was to protect people and she couldn't even protect the one person she cared most. She needed to get stronger she needed to be more so this would never happen again. And that's why her heart grows three times colder that day.

Laventon

(close call)

Laventon drag you outside of Camp to look at some Pokemon well he asks you to ready your pokeballs for a catch, but he doesn't notice the alpha Garchomp that had their eyes on you. Everything was a blur then helplessly sitting still as the rest of Team Galaxy tried everything to use your Pokemon to fight the alpha back off as they get you back to safety. If only he could throw a Pokeball if he were good at raising Pokemon. Laventon felt like a burden to you here he was having you risk his life to do his work any friendly wake up he's on the verge of tears holding you closely his hands shaking the sinking feeling of uselessness does not leave.

(Death)

He drowns himself in his work. It is the only way to make him forget about his constant nightmares of that day. He still loves Pokemon. He does not blame Pokemon for taking your life, but he recognizes more than anyone else that Pokemon are as dangerous as they are fascinating. It'll be a while since he touches one without his heart beating with anxiety. He barely eats. He sleeps. All he does is work on his Pokedex. He has to finish it for your sake, or else all the dangerous work you did, the work you died for, will be for nothing, and when he finally finishes, it will say, "With the help of my beloved, thank you. I will miss you."

Adaman

(close call)

If it wasn't for Leafeon who growled at the large Pokemon making sure it didn't take a step closer as his human brother held you in his arms, blood staining his fingers. Leafeon successfully holding back the Pokemon that threatened your life walks over to Adaman whining as he looks your arm giving him a worried look. Adaman knows the natural remedies around these parts you are too far from the settlement and the village to take care of you so he does all that he can using leafeon's aromatherapy to soothe you as he begins to use natural herbs and revenues to calm the bleeding as much as he can while ripping apart his own clothes for makeshift bandages rumoring through your bag for anything he could use anything at all to help.

Upon waking up, Adaman almost tackles you, holding you close to his body, careful not to hurt you. He squeezes you gently. "You're an idiot..." he whispers, his hand shaking, his voice breaking. "don't you ever scare me like that again."

(death)

If only he was faster and in denial at the fact that your time has ended. If only he hadn't wasted his time, he could have gotten you to the settlement, and you would have been here. He felt like a failure, not only a failure of a friend but a failure of the leader of Diamond Clan. If he couldn't keep one person he loved alive, how could he keep his entire Clan alive? Time is truly short. However, some people, if unlucky, can be even shorter. He'll spend all his days morning into training, getting stronger in your name until he has passed out on the ground. He knows that he's just wasting his time and that no amount of tears will bring you back. He did not deserve you; you did not serve your time being robbed. The Lord Sinnoh is so cruel.

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