I saw the ship dialogue prompt and I came to request for Lost Sliver with numbers 9. and 20. Maybe reader is comforting Lost sliver about something.
9) "You look sad".
20) "I could just use a hug."
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"Nice job, Chansey. I appreciate your help." Smiling, you watched as the normal-type Pokémon plastered the final bandaid onto Gold's torso, covering the cut there.
While she tended to the numerous smaller injuries to his body, you focused on bandaging his limbs, making sure they were wrapped snuggly into stumps.
Of course, you weren't worried about him getting any infection since, well..he was dead. He couldn't catch the common cold even if he tried.
But you knew that he's been insecure about leaking blood everywhere and grossing out everyone he met, so you decided to do something about it and let him into one of your clinical rooms at the Pokémon Center.
Being a nurse who helped patients with traumatic injuries had its perks, as you knew exactly how to help your boyfriend.
However, it was only now that he decided to trust you enough to do this. He used to flinch at being touched before, and so for him to approach you and finally agree to this brought you relief.
He allowed you pull off his hat, jacket, and shirt, leaving just his shorts on before you got to work patching him up. You could see how flustered he was, cheeks turning pink despite his expression remaining blank. But he didn't complain once, simply nodding when you asked if he was okay so far.
However, after giving Chansey a treat for her good work before sending her out of the room, you were confused when Gold seemed...even sadder than before.
He didn't look happy in the slightest, staring at his covered wounds with a frown.
"What's wrong, love? You look sad." You remarked, gently running your fingers through his hair. When he didn't answer you, worries began clouding your mind. "If you need anything else..please tell me. I'm here to help you, no matter what."
"I feel...fine, but...." He stopped, looking down at the bandages on where his legs would've been. "I....I could just use a hug. But I know I look...d-disgusting...so.." His breath hitched, tears of blood leaking from his eye sockets as he began regretting such a stupid request. "Forget it...I-I don't need anything else.."
Your heart broke at the fact he thought that about himself. But then again...this was probably the first time he was seeing himself after his death on that mountain. He had been stuck in those same clothes for years until you came along.
Now with most of them off, it reminded him that he's just a limbless frostbit corpse...and always will be.
How were you not grossed out?
"Gold..." Frowning slightly, you sat beside him and pulled him into a hug, feeling him shake with quiet sobs. His skin was freezing cold, but you did your best to keep him warm. "You don't look disgusting to me at all."
"..I-I don't..?"
"No, I've seen lots of stuff in my career so..this doesn't bother me at all." You carded a hand through his hair. "I'm just glad you trusted me, sweetheart."
Hearing you call him that left Beautiflies in his stomach. No matter if you said it once, or a million times..that will never fail to make him flushed.
It didn't help matters when you kissed the top of his head, although he eventually relaxed in your arms, head against your chest as he listened to your heartbeat. And he closed his eyes, for once not feeling anymore pain.
He thought he was beyond help, but you proved him wrong.
Oooh! Fnf hypno huh? Can I request headcanons of Lost silver fnf befriending a Child Y/N who somehow got teleported in the game and is a huge horror fan headcanons?I can just imagine the surprise of meeting a child who actually likes blood and horror and isn’t scared by your appearance-
Growing up, you were always a sucker for horror. You liked watching movies and playing games with a lot of blood in them--it was never a problem for you.
As much as your peers might’ve been concerned, you’re doing fine, actually. You just like scary stuff. Plain and simple.
That being said, you also liked creepypastas and knew several from the Pokemon franchise.
On Halloween, you hoped to spend it trying out a horror mod for a rhythm game.
However your computer was acting rather odd while trying to boot the game up--and it suddenly crashed, but instead of the usual restart screen it glowed with an eerie light you were tempted to touch-
And it sucked you into the game itself somehow.
You wake up in a void and that’s when you meet the person from the infamous “Lost Silver” story.
A very much dead and dismembered Gold.
After the initial shock of being inside the game passes, you approach him, curious.
His usual frown twists into a look of surprise upon seeing you rather than Boyfriend. And he realized you didn’t belong here. He was scared.
So he screamed, his facial features stretching in such a way that would’ve surely terrified you.
But...it doesn’t.
You’re like “woah!! You can do that????” with such an awestruck look.
Immediately Gold is confused, and the ? Unowns end up surrounding him. Though you understand what he means.
“You don't scare me. I think you're pretty cool honestly.” You reassure him, though you see him turn away, on the verge of crying bc he thinks you don't mean that.
You caught him on a bad day. He tried befriending a young Pokémon trainer and they ran away screaming at his appearance...so it's hard for him to believe you. He's been sulking in this void ever since.
“Stop lying...” He rasps heartbrokenly.
But then he feels your comforting hand on his shoulder.
“I'm not lying. I'm not afraid of you, Gold.”
“...you should be.” Turning his head slowly, you see him crying bloody tears, glowing red dots in his sockets, and his mouth stretched unnaturally long. You swore his heart was somehow visible in his throat.
Though all you did was smile. “C’mon, it takes more than that to scare me off.” You chuckle.
Finally convinced, he fixes his looks just as Celebi appears to use Perish Song. But Gold stops it, considering you a friend.
You thank him for that before explaining your situation.
Long story short, you spend a while in the game as your PC in the real world takes its time rebooting.
But until then, you kept Gold company, getting him to smile more and more outside the void.
He's just happy there’s a kid his age in another world who doesn’t fear him.
Hello, Clan.. how are you doing? I wanted to see how you were doing.
Also I have come to request so can I request a reader who tries to befriend Glitchy Red and Lost Sliver.(The ones from Hypno’s Lullaby.) Like they one day they found both of them and each day the reader spend time with both of them and tries to get Red and Sliver to interact with each other as well and soon they all become best friends and do stuff together also could you write hcs for stuff the reader and the boys would do together?
If you can’t do this please just quietly delete the ask.
I’m good, ty for asking!
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You first met Glitchy Red and Gold at the Pasta Bar (as a creepypasta yourself, you’re a regular but never noticed either of them until now).
Being a big fan of Pokémon, you stopped by their table, wondering what their tragic stories were.
As insensitive as that might sound to a normal person, in this world it’s the traditional icebreaker for chatting with creepypastas. It’s how you got to know everyone here.
“Hi fellas.” You hop on the bar stool next to them. “You’re both from Pokémon I heard--love the first and second gens, by the way. So....what are your backstories?”
“Hm, where do I begin?” Glitchy Red answers with a grimace. “How about I start at the betrayal..when my creators saw me as a flawed, broken thing and tried replacing me with someone new. And then the players, oh..how I hate them for turning on the game, forcing me to do whatever they wanna do. I tried to make them stop, but they never listen...nobody ever listens..they see me as a goddamn joke.”
“Ah, so you’re another one cursed with self-awareness. Ya’ll got it rough. How about you?” You turn to Gold, amused by his balloons, bowtie, and Unowns hiding in his hoodie.
He just shrugs and says “....it was...cold.”
That’s literally all there is to him. Then again he didn’t seem to be much of a talker, but that was fine.
Since that first meeting, you’ve been regularly hanging out with the duo of trainers at the bar, and sometimes outside of it.
With Glitchy Red you’d visit the Glitch City where he resided mostly, and Gold in some pitch-black void, moping in darkness with his Unowns and Celebi.
You come to learn that Gold’s sorta intimidated by Glitchy (ofc he’s still traumatized by his encounter with the other Red on Mt. Silver)..so you’re determined to help them grow closer as friends.
Outside of their respective realms, they both hang out with you at home a lot--sometimes separate but almost always together.
Gold was still quiet, but he spoke more often rather than the Unowns. And Glitchy would keep ranting about some blue-haired kid he met, though he was pretty chill and hardly intimidating once you got to know him.
Ironically, if you own any Pokémon games they don’t mind watching you play them. It gives them reasons to poke fun at future gens.
Glitchy is lowkey confused when you show him Pokémon Go.
“So trainers in this game are just...self-inserts?”
“Uh yeah pretty much."
“....I’ll admit technology has come far. But to not reference me anywhere is an insult to my lega-”
“Calm down, edgelord.” Gold remarks, a barely-noticeable smug grin on his face as Glitchy’s jaw drops in shock. But you just laugh out loud.
The kid finally grew some backbone.
Yeah, they'll get along just fine.
Blake x reader where it’s literally just them cuddling and he gets self-conscious since he lost his two limbs and reader says they still love him and kiss all over his face to make him feel loved. My boi needs love sobssss
"Are..you sure you're okay with this?"
"Of course, Blake. Why wouldn't I be?"
"..well, it’s just...never mind." As Blake sighed, he rested his head on your chest, hopelessly attempting to wrap his arm around you. But then he quickly remembered it wasn't there anymore; in its place was a stump that ended just after his shoulder.
Meanwhile, you had both of your arms wrapped completely around him, and while it made him feel secure...he felt guilty that he couldn’t hug you the same way. Not like he used to. You didn’t mind it, but he was still upset over it.
Of course, the frequent phantom pains didn’t help matters either. He'd get them in both of his missing limbs from time to time, which usually ended in panic.
Today they were particularly bad, so you were both cuddling together, with them eventually going away. He ditched his prosthetics so you weren’t feeling cold plastic or metal against your skin.
Despite you reassuring him it was fine, he decided to leave them off, valuing your comfort over his own.
Though staring at his stumped arm made him feel rather insecure...and had him thinking...
Even so, he wishes he listened to all of the signs to turn back.
He still didn’t understand why you’d stay with him, even after proving to you that he was an idiot who nearly got himself frozen to death.
You never berated him for going up to Mt. Silver without telling you..or said he “deserved” any of this (despite what his constant nightmares claimed).
But no.
He didn’t and this is what happened to him.
If only he told himself “becoming champion is enough”, then he wouldn’t have ended up like this. He wouldn’t feel like a huge burden on you; he wouldn’t feel like the most abnormal person in all of Johto.
In public, he’d notice the younger trainers and little kids who once admired him now staring and whispering things as he walked by.
None of them would talk to him like they used to...and he wondered if it’s because of what he looked like now. Surely it had to be strange to see someone missing a leg and arm--especially the champion himself.
You, on the other hand, haven’t stopped loving him one bit. You never treated him any differently. In fact, you recently scolded a few snobby brats who joked about him being a “normal/steel-type” because of his prosthetics, crushing their puny Pokémon in battle when the taunts have gone too far and insulted your relationship with him.
Not even Silver was as mean as they were.
Even though he pretended to be fine afterwards, their words still hurt like hell, and Blake hasn't stopped thinking about them since.
You shouldn't have to fight people because of him.
Tears started to well up in his eyes as he began to overthink everything, and he silently cursed himself for letting this happen. For letting his mind get off track.
Maybe they were right. You deserved better than him.
You deserved someone "normal".
This was supposed to be helping him calm down.
Yet, once again, he ruined things for himself and you.
The whimper that escaped his lips didn't go unnoticed by you, making you stop petting his hair and frowning. "Blake? What’s wrong, honey?” You softly spoke, worried that he was feeling those pains again.
"Wh-Why...why bother trying anymore?"
"Trying..what?"
"...to l-love me even though I did this to myself.." Despite his attempts to stifle his sobs, they came out anyways, tears slipping down his cheeks as he finally broke down. "Y-You could have anyone you want..why stay with this...th-this limbless freak?”
To hear him say that shattered your heart.
"Blake, you are not a freak." You hugged him closely, rubbing the back of his head as he cried quietly into your shirt. His good hand clutched desperately at it. “I don’t wanna hear you say that again. You think I’d love you any less because of what happened? Because of what a few stupid kids said?”
“..I-I..I don’t know. I just..I feel bad..because I’m not the Champion y-you fell in love with anymore-”
“That’s not who I fell in love with. I love the kind, funny, and selfless Blake Gold who cares for his Pokémon and never gives up on his dreams.” You corrected him, gently resting a hand on his stumped arm. “If you think this changes any of that, you’re wrong.”
He quieted down a little, sniffling as he looked to see where your hand was, and then his gaze went back to you, astonished. "Do you...mean that?”
Nodding, you smiled and rubbed his arm in comfort. “I mean every word. Let me prove it.” You then moved your hand underneath his chin, drawing him closer so you could kiss every square inch of his face.
He immediately blushed at your actions, but happy tears soon replaced his sad ones, knowing you truly did wanna stick by him. And that your love was still strong--perhaps even stronger than before now.
Part of him felt ashamed for ever doubting you and crying over the possibility you only dated him because of his fame, fearing you’d abandon him when he fell apart.
But no. You were here to stay for the long run.
You pulled away to look at each other for a few moments, and you could see Blake’s own smile returning. “I see you’re convinced now.”
“Yeah..I..I’m sorry..”
“For what?”
“For just..being an idiot, as usual.” He lightly joked. “I shouldn’t let this crap get to my head. I know you’ll always love me, I...I just...I guess I just needed to hear you say that.” Then he closed his eyes and snuggled back against you, burying his face into your chest.
“Of course,” you chuckled softly, petting his hair once more. “I’d do anything for my lovable idiot boyfriend.”
He just huffed, but said nothing more as his good arm squeezed you tightly.
Arceus only knows how badly he needed to hear your words.
my friend last night on discord sent me your steven and mike with reader fic and OOGH MY HEART /POS it has inspired me to pick back up one of my own unfinished fics :] in the midst of that i had a thought strike me and thought i would share with you the idea: platonic grey and shinto (THEY R BESTIES IN MY HEART UR HONOR) fluff with reader fic with the reader helping grey understand shinto with her crazy and wacky little antics around him but acts like a sweet little chaotic angel around reader
Aw I'm glad you both loved it!! Thank you!! Also I adore your art <3
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“I don’t get why she wants to be my friend, [y/n]! She’s the devil!!! A DEMON!!!”
“C'mon, Grey. If she craves friendship, then she can’t be all that bad-”
“No, no, no..you..y-you don’t understand. She’s been following me around all day and all night! I can’t get rid of her and the one time I thought I succeeded she freaked out on me and...a-and....ghh..!!!”
“Hey, hey. Breathe. It’s okay.”
Setting your hands on the younger trainer’s shoulders, you looked him in the eyes as you gently helped him calm down. You slowed your breathing, and eventually he did as well to match yours, blinking away his tears.
“I-I’m sorry..” He shuddered as you let him go. And he sighed shakily and hugged himself. "I hate feeling like this.."
“It’s alright.” You smiled in reassurance, feeling Shinto climbing onto your shoulder and nuzzling your cheek affectionately. “Hey, girl. Like feeling taller than me, huh?” With a chuckle, you rubbed her ear.
She silently nodded, continuing her sweet gestures while Grey just glared at her.
That little monster was only putting up a front because you were here.
How dare she act like an innocent little angel who could do no wrong?!
If only you could see how awful she really was....
“Now I’m aware she does some uh..pretty unnerving stuff like-”
“Turning into a giant slimy freak?!!” He suddenly blurted out, only to shrink back as you just looked at him, a little annoyed. “..sorry, I..I shouldn’t have interrupted.”
“It’s okay, but..for starters I don’t think she likes being called a “slimy freak”. So let’s drop the name-calling. I get she frightens you, but I'm sure I wouldn't like to be called a freak every time you see me, right?"
Grey opened his mouth to protest, though he stopped himself, shoulders slumping as he instead nodded in understanding.
He felt like he was back in school again--particularly in detention being reprimanded for his rudeness.
“But I know Shinto has her own flaws, too..” You pointed out.
“..Shin..?” The Hypno-like creature perked up in confusion, wondering why she was being targeted now.
“Yes. When you guys first met, did you know Grey was someone who was trapped inside that game?”
For a moment, her face held a thinking expression, before nodding with a smile.
“So you also must’ve known how scared he was...and that you can't force a friendship on someone if they're scared and don't know where they are, right?”
“.....Shi...no.” Pouting, she shook her head, realizing what her mistake was back then.
At that same moment, you heard your pokedex beep and opened it up to see that she left you a message on her section:
THOUGHT GREY NEEDED FRIEN
SO SHINTO SANG WITH HIM
BUT WHEN GREY CHEATED, SHE GOT MAD :(
“Ah. He probably didn’t realize you weren’t meant to be captured. So he couldn’t have possibly known that was cheating." You explained. "I think...the problem lies in you two not fully understanding each other. So we can work on that and help you guys get along better. Not as trainer and Pokémon, but as friends."
"...ironically, she's helped me out a lot." Grey remarked. "She was the only company I ever had in that game. I-I probably would've gone crazy and never found a way out if it weren't for her. So...I guess I owe you an apology, Shinto." He looked at her, frowning slightly. "I promise not to call you a freak anymore. Let's just...try to be cool with each other from here on out. Whatdya say?"
For a few moments, she stared right back at him in total silence, and it made him nervous that he said something wrong.
'Could I have worded that differently? Does she think I only apologized because of [y/n]?' He began to overthink...as usual.
Then suddenly, she leaped from your shoulder and onto him, hugging him around the neck. "Shin!! Shin!!" She cooed.
"W-Woah hey!!" He freaked out at first, although when he realized she wasn't trying to strangle him, he cautiously hugged her back. A relieved sigh left him after nothing bad happened.
She just wanted a hug. Plain and simple.
"I guess you um..a-accept my apology?" He laughed awkwardly, his eyes shifting to you. "I-Is this good?"
You just smiled at the pair, happy that they were already making progress with their friendship. "Yeah, I think you two will get along just fine."