Luxray, Jolteon, And Ftm Pikachu Late Ko-fi Doodle For Jaie!

So! Bit of a long one but here we go!!

Emmet enemies to lovers!!

Emmet has a rival that he can’t stand! But as he continues to battle them and thusly spend time with them, feelings blossom and he starts to become friends, and then more with the rival!

However!! Before he can do more than recognize his feelings of love, the reader is eebied to Hisui!! Maybe even right in front of him!!

He’s left devastated! Desperate to see them again, because he loves them!!

And they return! After long, lonely months, they come back and finally Emmet has the chance to tell them his feelings!!

What do you think?

I tried! And I hope this turns out well ^^

Cw : hate is said a lot at the end, just in case.

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Emmet always had issues properly expressing his true feelings, or putting them into words, maybe that’s why he didn’t like you.

You were Ingo’s friend and got along perfectly with the older twin. But Emmet didn’t like feeling he was being pushed aside, even if he wasn’t. So, he’d demand battles from you at every turn, you couldn’t take ten steps without the smiling twin stepping in front of you, demanding you battle him.

It was infuriating, you couldn’t visit your friend without his brother being a pain.

Worse yet you two were evenly matched.

One battle you’d win, and he’d be livid and then demand another.

The next he’d win and shove it in your face.

The only reason you didn’t say ‘screw the battle, what are your stats’ is because Ingo begged and pleaded with you, swearing his brother isn’t always like this.

You believed him, you truly did, but thought it wouldn’t be that way between you and Emmet.

Your relationship changed when Ingo got sick, he couldn’t stand without falling over, and his fever made him delirious at times. Elesa was out of the region, and Emmet didn’t have anyone else he could ask for help.

That’s when he called you from Ingo’s phone, after a quick doctor visit of course.

He knew you wouldn’t answer a random number, but he had to speak quickly before you hung up on him. He was surprised to see you already at his and Ingo’s house, arms filled with flu-friendly food and medicine. It allowed him to go to work and keep the subway running, knowing Ingo was in your care.

You’d text him throughout the day, letting him know how Ingo was doing. He’d come home to Ingo either asleep and you on the couch, or you in Ingo’s room feeding him soup. However, it left you and Emmet plenty of alone time.

You’d either make dinner or order takeout and watch tv together, finding out you two had more in common than previously thought. You’d two laugh, and share stories, to a comfortable point you’d ask him how his day at work was.

Your friendship was slow going, but after Ingo got better, he was surprised to see you two not at each other’s throats, but the want for battles never stopped, the only difference was Emmet would get excited and ask instead of demand.

Your rivalry was truly something Emmet adores and wanted more than anything. It was a nice change of pace for you two to be seen alone, laughing and joking around.

His feelings for you came as a shock to himself.

It changed him.

You noticed how he’d flip between how he used to be with you, to how he is now.

It got to the point you messaged him.

‘Hey, I know it’s late, and you just got off work, but can we talk tomorrow? At that café, we both like, preferably.’

His heart sank at that message, but he knew it was only a matter of time.

‘Sure! Time?’

‘Maybe around lunchtime?’

‘That works!’

The next day he went to that cafe like you asked, he got there early just to make sure he could practice what he was going to say.

He waited.

And waited.

And waited.

He checked his phone, noticing you were an hour late without so much as a text.

‘I am Emmet. I'm here.’

‘Are you okay?’

Still nothing, he sat there for hours, waiting for you, constantly looking out the window, hoping he’d see you running up and apologizing for being late.

He’d look up the second the bell chimes, only to be disappointed when it’s not you.

‘Everything okay?’

‘I’m sorry.’

‘Where are you?’

Every message he sent you never saw, but it says it went through. He could feel his anxiety growing worse by the second, so he called you.

It goes right to voicemail.

He can’t stand it anymore.

He stayed there for nearly five hours, and you didn’t show up.

You must hate him.

He went back home, knowing Ingo would already be back from work, but yet… it was quiet.

His life was changed in only a day, as two missing persons reports went out, one for you, and one for Ingo. What Emmet wants to tell changes The longer you’re gone.

Ingo is found many months later in strange clothes, and no memory, but his brother is here and alive. All that’s left is you. Emmet focused on work and helping his brother, being more than happy he finally came home. But the emotional part of him asks, why does Ingo get to have more stories of you, than him?

News of your return is the talk of Unova, how you appeared limp on the ground in ancient clothes and scars. He figured you’d be in the hospital for a while, given how the news spoke of your injuries. He’s already waited a year for you, what’s a few more days?

Imagine his shock when he opens the door on his day off, and you’re standing right there, covered in bandages when you should be resting.

But given your history, he isn’t even sure what to do.

“You’re…you’re back.” Despite the lack of emotion in his voice, you can hear the quiver in it.

“Emmet-“

“I waited, you know, I sat there at the café and waited. Where were you?” His vision clouds with tears.

You can’t give him an answer, cause even you don’t know who would believe you.

“I still waited, hoping you’d come back like it’s all a sick joke.”

“Em, can we please go inside? I can explain everything.” You step forward, wiping the tears that fall from his cheeks.

He doesn’t move, only leaning into your touch as he sobs.

“I hate you, I hate you so much! I hate how stubborn you are! Hate how you just think you can come back as if nothing happened! Hate how you made me worry! I hate that I love you, and you left! H-how could you?”

You pull him into a hug, letting the smiling man hold you tightly as he cries into your shoulder. You can’t stop tears of your own from soaking into his shirt, you both sob your hearts out, clinging to each other as if the other would disappear again.

“I don’t hate you…I can’t.”

“I know. I missed you so much, I was so scared.”

You both stayed there for several more minutes until you two had the strength to stand. He pulls you into his home, closing the door behind you.

“Now, let’s hear those stories!”

You chuckle softly, “Oh boy, do I have a lot.”

Despite everything.

You squeeze his hand.

This might be the start of something wonderful.

Hi can I request Adaman and irida with reader where the reader feels upset and betrayed of Kamado for what he did but Adaman and irida are there to comfort them thanks

These two are my favorite. they are like a big brother and big sister in my eyes💗💗💗

We love to see it. Adaman wants to throw hands and Irida is just worried for you (granted they both are, but Kamado slander for the win.)

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While the clan leaders have never gotten along, they were the firsts to agree with each other that you weren’t at fault.

Adaman was the first to jump to your defense against the commander.

“We have been with them this entire time? You really think they could sneak around and cause THIS!?” He gestures to the off colored sky.

“Even if it’s because they fell from the riff it wasn’t on purpose! They didn’t want to be here in the first place!”

While Adaman stood in front of you, Irida stood beside you, hand resting on your arm. Your distress was visible. All you had done for the village wasn’t good enough, you were never family to the commander or most of the people in the village.

You were disposable to them.

Cyllene walked you out of the village, her voice subtly breaking when ordering you not to die. But you didn’t make it far into the fields before the clan leaders found you.

You were quickly pulled into a right by Adaman. You can feel his body shaking with rage.

“I don’t care what that bastard thinks, you’ve done nothing to deserve this kind of treatment!”

You grip the back of his robe, taking a shaky breath. It hurts, Kamado threw you under the bus at the drop of a hat, he didn’t care about you, or all you had done in the slightest.

You were the easiest one to blame.

Adaman lets you go for Irida to hug you next.

“We will stay by your side, the commander said if we are seen helping you it’ll mean war, but we plan to still do, the clans have come to an agreement, we will help you in secret. Nothing he says goes.”

You silently cry on her shoulder, only nodding to let them know you hear them.

“I’m so sorry for all of this.” Adaman pats your head, his voice low.

“You didn’t ask to be here, it’s not your fault for any of this.” Irida soothes.

“We will stand by you, whatever you need we will be here to help you.” The Diamond clan leader joins the hug.

“We will do whatever it takes to help you, and beat his-“

“Adaman!”

“Sorry. Help you prove you had nothing to do with this mess.”

The pearl clan leader sighs before nuzzling against you “for now though let’s find you a nice quiet spot to relax for a moment.”

You nod again, they pull away from the hug. Irida helping wipe away your tears, before Adaman grabs your hand.

“I know just the spot, Mai and me use to go to this spot all the time, it’s more secluded too.”

You may be banished from Jubilife village. But the clans will fight tooth and nail for you.

You are a hero, but more importantly you are family to them.

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Logan when the fanboys call him or Wade straight 🤨

omg she told him

🤏🐸💚.

— I'm tired. Exhausted, even. Yeah, I'm exhausted. I've already done enough.

You fool.

imagine sub!top!hwang in-ho squirming down below dom!bottom!male reader wherein reader is riding in-ho on the bathroom stall.

read at your own risk.

inho was breathing heavily each time you raise up then suddenly slam yourself down to him. his ears with a deeper red shade as he looked into your eyes desperate.

his hands gripped down to your waist like his life was depending on it, whimpering just below you as you whisper him praises he never knew he wanted to hear.

"such a good boy, filling me up.." "do you like what your cock feels right now, hm?"

words came out of your mouth while he cant stop whining and whimpering as your insides felt hot around his throbbing cock inside you.

his hands guided you to thrust more to him but you siddenly stopped. you didnt want to be instructed to do such things.

"im almost there.." "that doesnt mean you have to lead me in."

he whimpered as he looked into your eyes, so desperate as he leaned towards you, his hands let go of his strong grip on your waist.

"im sorry.."

you thought he will let you continue doing your thing to him. instead, he gripped down again to your waist as he pulled you up, your insides felt empty as he pulled his cock away, he the quickly alligned his tip to your entrance as his large length thrusts into your insides agressively.

you arched your back, your eyes widened with tears as you almost felt your insides tearing apart just from that sidden movement as you felt hot liquid filled your hole.

"you fool.."

he earned a smack on his chest from you as he whimpered slightly from the pain,

"im sorry.."

he said while his cock was still cant stop cumming, filling your insides until it didnt stop after filling you up, dripping down to the toilet's cover when he pulled out his cock that was still throbbing.

he silently admired your hole that was aching red dripping out the semen he released inside of you, while you looked at him noticing how he stare at you made you punch his chest again.

not proofread