Everyone likes to hear about baby Pokémon, but what about the first one you ever had? She's a little old now, but that just means she loves naps even more.
Larry | SFW - Biscuit
It had been a long day. Not like there were ever really any short ones with his work.
Larry let out a quiet sigh as he got the door open and made his way inside. His shoes, coat, and briefcase found their proper places before he headed into the kitchen. It was always his first stop.
Quiet jazz played through the house as he got to work on a piece of plain smoked fish, carefully placing it on a plate where he began pulling it apart, checking it meticulously for any bones and mushing each piece slightly in the process.
An important evening ritual.
Once the fish was plated, he added a small bowl of milk and carried it out to the living room where a huge chair that didn't quite match the simple grays of the rest of his home was occupied by a small, graying meowth.
"Good evening, Sweetheart. How are you?" Larry's voice was full of a quiet fondness that was reserved for very few. The soft prrp in return made him smile just a little.
He moved a tray that was just the right height for the eldery cat to be able to reach and set the food down.
"Dinner is served, Biscuit. How was your day?" The businessman pet her a few times some of his stress melting as he watched her nuzzle into his hand, purring immediately starting up.
"Good, then?" He let out a breathy laugh and used his other hand to check the blankets under her and ensure the heating pad was a good temperature.
The little old lady stood after a moment and stretched before taking the few steps to get to the tray. Biscuit let out a meow in thanks before starting to enjoy.
Larry stepped over to settle on the couch to watch for a moment. Admiring his sweet girl. They'd been through it all together. The first Pokémon he'd ever had, she deserved the best.
Relaxing back into the couch, he rested his head back, closing his eyes for a little while. Half asleep until he felt soft paws on his lap. She had finished her food and was ready to cuddle.
"There you go. We're tired and old, but we eat good. Don't we?" He went back to petting over her, it not taking long before her low purring lulled both of them to sleep there on the couch.
I know it's been a while... so anyway I'm trying to get back to it!!
Also I am NOT up to date on the most recent games so tell me who I need to check into!!
Im going to try to get some old requests from before out! But feel free to resubmit requests or submit anything new!
Also if you didnt know I have another acct where I will be posting art (there's old stuff there now) but also non-Pokemon fics! So if you are interested in that or want to make other requests, head there! (Planning some Resident Evil stuff for sure, but also Star Wars amongst other things)
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Last thing!
My AO3 is super outdated and doesn't have much, but I do have one! And plan to cross-post!
Could you do Larry with an overworked horror author/illustratior s/o who's very gloomy and a ghost type specialist
Sry if its too specific
It isn't! Though I wasn't sure of like a plot or anything, so I hope you like it! Feel free to let me know if you had any specifics and I'll see what I can do <3
Larry x Reader | SFW - Deadlines
Elliot felt something warm drip onto his shoulder. His shaking fingertips pressed against the spot. Even in the almost pitch black chamber he could make out the thick crimson that now stained his skin.
"Oh." His heart skipped a beat as he tilted his head back to look, eyes going wide as they settled on the lurking form that stood over him.
Your office was dimly lit. Dark furniture and lace curtains, everything gothic decorated the room around you and set the perfect mood for working on your current novella. Chandelure hovered nearby, lighting the room in a soft purple hue that was perfect for your overworked mind.
"Great. What next?" The image of the monster in your book eluded you. How to write it out, anyway. Should you describe it in detail or leave it vague? … What was more frightening?
"I'll never finish at this rate." Your mumbling was quiet, inaudible under the discordant music you preferred while working. Your head dipped, cold palms pressed against tired eyes to block out the offending words on the page that haunted you.
That was when the white Zorua in your lap perked. His ears twitched and he let out a soft noise before he hopped down and padded over to the door to sit, though your mind was still possessed by the details of the story that was succeeding at dragging your mood lower.
Larry sensed it as soon as he walked through the door. The gloomy aura was potent throughout the house which could have had to do with your ghost Pokemon feeding off of your mood, but regardless he could already tell you needed a break.
Larry set his briefcase down in it's proper place, removed his shoes at the door, and hung his jacket neatly in the coat closet before making his way to the kitchen. There was something soothing for him getting to take care of you and when you took care of him in return. Being older had worried him, not wanting to stifle you or your life style, but it turned out that you fell together quite comfortably.
He took his time making a pot of tea. Something fragrant and comforting that would settle the both of you for the evening. Every step was taken carefully, precise as though it were a ritual which, for him, it sort of was.
Once Larry had finished, he put both cups along with a plate of short bread cookies he'd picked up together to take to you. Nothing too sweet. Hopefully it would be just right.
You lifted your head from your hands at the steady knock and glanced back as Larry's face appeared in the door. Dark, tired eyes that matched the bags under your own. His expression mostly neutral, though the hint of a smile appeared when your eyes met.
"Good evening, Dear." It was almost formal, but you knew better. The subtle lilt to his voice told you how happy he was to be home, to see you finally after a long day.
"How about a break?" He would rarely give himself one, but you on the other hand were precious. He hated that you overworked yourself, though he understood completely.
Larry sat the tray down where you could both reach it before he settled on the extra chair in the room. His body popping audibly as he settled back, a sigh escaping before he took a sip of his tea.
Despite being flustered, the feeling melted away just being in the same room as your thoughtful love. You thanked him, taking your own cup. He'd made your favorite in just the right way, as always.
He reached out to rest a large hand on your thigh, squeezing gently, reassuring. He was warm against you, which meant he was also nice and warm for Zorua who hopped up to get his white fur all over Larry's clothes. Despite being worked to the bone himself, he worried about you always working so hard and for such long hours.
"I took the day tomorrow. Will you rest with me? We can get takeout from your favorite place." You were the only thing he would take time for like that. A whole day outside of his usual days off was huge. You must have really been doing a number on yourself for him to do that for you. Though he seemed relaxed as usual, his brows were furrowed with worry for you. Larry gave your leg a squeeze before he leet go and settled back to pet the needy pup in his lap.
The worries burdening your mind lessened as you sipped your tea and watched your beloved relax. If he could take a break, surely you could.
"Alright, but you have to let me bounce some ideas off of you." It would be your compromise. You smiled softly and watched as Larry shook his head slightly before finally nodding in agreement.
"Forty-five minutes. The rest of the day we relax." He sipped at his tea and shifted over slightly, making room beside him for you. He knew when to be firm with you and when to be soft. He watched as you got up and climbed beside him and curled against his side.
Despite being surrounded by horror illustrations, ghosts, and general gloom, you were comfortable and content with your businessman.
Larry kissed your head and pressed his cheek against your hair with a sigh. His arm wrapped around your back to pull you in close. He had a way of settling the gloom in your heart without erasing you.
"I love you." He rumbled against your temple as the evening melted into quiet comfort.
Larry x (female) reader feeding fic? 👀 (only if you feel comfortable with the idea of course) Larry absolutely adores eating, and I think he would love it if someone got to feed him a meal.
I think it's super cute! I hope it was what you're looking for!!! ❤️
Larry x Reader | SFW - Share with Me
The smell of the good food you had cooked flowed through the entire house. Larry had texted that he would be late and you wanted to treat him. He worked way too hard and deserved to be treated to something good, after all.
The light music you had playing was just loud enough that you didn’t hear his keys in the door and the way he stopped when the smell hit him. Larry's usually dull expression lighting up with a soft smile. He hurried to remove his shoes and set his things down, coming in and moving up behind you. His strong arms wrapping around your body firmly and he drops his head to your shoulder.
“It smells incredible, love.” He sighs softly against your soft skin, sending a shiver up your spine. You notice him reaching past to try and snag a piece of meat.
“Hey!” You slap his hand gently to stop him. “Not yet! Go sit down.” You wave your hands to shoo him to the table so that you can plate the food on one big plate and bring it over. Pouring a cup of sake for each of you, you get settled, pulling your chair to sit very close to him.
“Thank you for the food, darling.” He rumbles and bows his head just slightly, though he’s eyeing you, finding it cute that you had little quirks like this. Always up to something and often it was for him. He wasn’t sure he was worth your effort, though.
“One plate?” he asks curiously, tilting his head to the side. His eyes lingering.
“One plate.” You pick up the fork and get a good bite on it before holding it up to his mouth, your smile soft.
Larry is surprised, but hardly hesitates. Leaning in, he takes a bite and makes a soft, content noise, leaning back in the chair. You watch his dark, tired eyes close and a smile come to his face. He savors the mix of flavors, its fragrance only adding to the taste. A soft blush heats his face as he chews and swallows it down. Something about being taken care of in this way was so intimate. It made him feel so loved to have such a perfect little woman who met so many of his needs and more.
“Wow.” He finally opens his eyes to look at you and leans down to kiss into your silky hair. “You do too much for me, sweetheart.” He sighs in a tired, dreamy way.
Smiling again, he takes the fork to offer a bite to you. The rest of the meal alternating between bites and kisses.
Hey uh, I got some news for you. I won't list it here (due to spoilers) but it has something to do with the anime:
https://youtu.be/Igsrq9YL828
There are spoilers about the anime and the future of pokemon in this link as well as below the cut. I accidentally saw on twitter already but just a headsup-
It's sincerely heartbreaking and feels like we're losing our very best friends. Going to really miss Ash and Pikachu.
I haven't kept up with the anime, however I used to spend all of my time watching it as a kid. I'm glad it feels like a mostly proper goodbye, but it still is very emotional for me personally.
This year has brought some loss and bad news for me so it's kind of like an end of the year nail in the coffin lol
I am sure that the new characters and seasons will be just as good and exactly what newer generation fans want/need though and I look forward to what they plan to do with the show.
Maybe now is the time to have a proper binge lol
Thanks for sending I had only seen the twitter announcement before!
I need some fluff to get my mind off of waiting the results for my exams. Maybe something for Milo calming down a baby grass type pokemon (Chikorita, Bulbasaur, etc)? (not a reader insert)
I got you! And you got this I know you did amazing! <3
Milo Fic - Little Cabbage (SFW)
Having finished moving the last of the Wooloo to their new pasture, Milo stopped to take a break. Leaning back, he wipes at his face with the handkerchief around his neck, smiling all the while. “Enjoy the fresh grass, everyone!” He calls to the Wooloo who bleat back their response. Milo chuckles and shakes his head, relaxing and watching the pokemon roam around. It was so gentle and peaceful; he was enjoying it.
It wasn’t long before he picked up on an unfamiliar sound. Lifting his head, he glances around, hair bobbing around his face as he tried to figure out what he was hearing. “BuuUUHHH BuhhHHlbAAA!!” The sound was faint. Milo started to walk around the pasture toward where he thought the sound was coming from, it getting louder as he went. All the way into the next area of his farm, he carefully walked through the cabbage until he spotted one that seemed to be moving. In fact as he got close, he was able to tell that it was an impossibly small, crying Bulbasaur. The poor thing was wilting from the hot sun baking it’s little body with no water. “Oh my!” Milo crouches down immediately to seem less intimidating as he approaches the little guy.
“Hello there, little cabbage.” He coos softly, noticing that he had demolished a few of the vegetables around it. It must have been starving. Still crying, the Bulbasaur looks up at him sadly and continues to weep. He was just a baby and wasn’t even trying to protect himself from a stranger like Milo.
“My goodness…” He cautiously moves closer, offering out his canteen. He pours a little into his palm so the baby could lap up some of the water, quieting down a bit as he drank. “That’s it… much better, isn’t it?” His voice was naturally gentle and comforting, especially for a little baby like that. Once he had finished sipping, he moved to bump against Milo’s legs, starting to cry at him again.
“More crying?” He asks with a light smile, shifting to put the canteen away so he could reach down and pick the little man up. Once in his arms, Bulbasaur quieted down and pressed his face into Milo’s body, whimpering softly. “That’s it… you’re alright.” Milo assures him, starting back toward the house where he would be able to cool him down and check him over properly. He listens to Bulbasaur’s soft cooing and whining, chuckling softly at the way he cried out whenever Milo wasn’t looking at him. The poor thing was quite needy, it seemed. That was alright though, his Wooloo were little attention hogs as well.
“You’re alright, aren’t you? So tough huh, little cabbage?” He smiles down at him as they get to the house and he presses inside, taking him directly to a large planter that he had set up inside. Setting him down, he picks up a watering can and starts to pour the cool water over his bulb. It was surprising how quickly the wilting bulb seemed to perk back up. Milo was filled with relief knowing that he was going to be okay.
“BaAAA!!” the little thing shouts at him, only making him laugh again. “What is it?” He asks, leaning closer and watching as Bulbasaur waddles closer and lifts his front feet up at Milo, wanting to be held again. It looked like he had a brand new baby to take care of, though he was just so happy to get to look after him. “Well, how about a tour of your new home, Cabbage?” He asks as he lifts the newly-named pokemon up.
The briefcase prompt for Larry was precious! I'm so normal about Larry. Thank you for writing it! I would be so down for moar of his work bag in the future.
It was pretty cute! I'm glad you liked it <3
Maybe I'll do a continuation of it! :D Thanks so much for the input!
Ur right. The Larry work bag thing is adorable. Can u write a short little fic about that? Reader likes the gentle rocking of the bag with each step Larry takes, how cozy it is, the view of him they have if he leaves the zipper open?
Im gonna HC this as the reader turned into a lidol pokemon somehow~ here goes, I hope you enjoy!
Larry x reader - Briefcase (SFW)
Neither of you knew what or how it had happened, but there you were. A tiny pokemon that could fit right in his bag and until he was able to figure out what was going on, that’s exactly where you got to be. He refused to leave you alone, too afraid of losing you to a trainer or something equally as wild as you becoming one in the first place. He did admit it: you were incredibly cute.
Into the work bag you went, Larry having cleared it out and put a blanket in there for you so you were comfortable. He was going to take care of you while you were in this state. You were freaked out about the situation, but his calm demeanor and the way he just seemed like he was going to handle things helped you to keep calm.
It was nice and cozy in the bag. Warm and comfortable without being stifling as he had left the bag open just enough for you. It was like he had been prepared for the situation with the way he handled taking care of you just perfectly.
On the walk to work, you almost fall asleep from the gentle rocking of the bag. You could also hear him talking quietly about what he planned to do in order to figure out how to reverse the curse you were under. His voice had always been so soothing to you but even more so during this stressful time. The way he spoke in an almost monotone way had your eyelids drooping over your eyes. Before you knew it, you were waking up as he set the bag down on a chair beside him at the bar of his restaurant. You recognized it by smell alone, of course.
“Hungry?” He asks and looks down at you in the bag with an expression that made you feel like he was so in control of the situation all of your worries just washed away. You chirp up at him softly and he smiles, nodding. “I understand.” That smile of his had you swooning, your little heart beating hard in your chest as you admire him. You weren’t sure how things were going to go, but you felt safe knowing you had Larry there with you every step of the way.
H - hilarious, do they laugh more when they’re around you? what type of things make them laugh? are there certain things that make them laugh no matter the occasion?
You’ve noticed Iono’s laugh on her streams is far more restrained than when she’s with you. It makes your heart soar knowing that she was open enough with you to let loose and not worry about appearances. One time you even made her snort over a particularly funny video of a group of Jigglypuff sleeping some businessmen and writing all over them right before a meeting. She loves those wholesome prank videos, and you always send them straight to her when you find a good one. A favorite thing to do is send her a video and wait patiently until you hear her absolutely losing it from the next room over. She’s simply too precious.
I - idea, are they good at coming up with date ideas? or do they come up with things on the spot? what’s their favourite type of date?
Iono loves a good picnic with you and all your pokemon where you can unplug for a while, though oftentimes it’s difficult to without being bombarded by fans. Most of the time when you try to go out, you get interrupted by fans. It was just came with the territory and although it could be incredibly frustrating you knew it was absolutely worth the frustration to be with her. You had never been happier and you knew there were few things that could truly ruin your time as long as iono was there. She gets a lot of her other date ideas from videos she finds online which is a mix of a lot of fun and a huge disaster. Like the time she had you test out a scavenger hunt she had set up for her gym challengers, but had forgotten to put out all of the hunt items. Regardless, you two always have a great time. Even when you stay indoors and get delivery it’s a blast just being together.
