𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗧 𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗞.

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independent & private bede from pokemon sword and shield. headcanon based and heavily affiliated with @behemothbash​‘s hop

canon, oc, duplicate, & multifandom friendly

runs on edt/est (utc -4:00/-5:00)

personals do not interact.

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oooh you wanna wish hop a happy birthday so bad it makes you look stupid oooooh

[honeyrolls]

Cotton Candy Skies / Magical Night Sky

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@behemothbash​ sent: The plan had been to throw a big party at first, but... well, Bede didn't seem too fond of the idea, and Hop didn't want to risk accidentally giving his boyfriend an unhappy birthday, so that was thrown out the window.

The gift he decided on isn't out of this world by any means, but he hopes it's good enough.

... Oops. Maybe it's not best to get lost in thought while giving Bede a tight hug. Suffocating his boyfriend with his chest wasn't on his to-do list! Hop lets go and retrieves a small white box with a pink bow. "I made sure it was pink-ified fer ya," he jokes, before handing it over.

"Happy birthday to the best boyfriend ever!"

As the box is opened, Hop becomes more and more embarrassed, cheeks flushed a dark red by the time the item is taken out. The gift a charm in the shape of a Pokeball- or rather, half of a Pokeball.

"I, uh..." He slides his fingers under the neck of his shirt and pulls out a necklace; he'd been wearing it the whole day. "... 've got the other half."

Given how excited Hop got over even the smallest of things, Bede was pleasantly surprised when he didn’t receive any strange invitations or awkward requests to meet him somewhere... so a surprise party wasn’t on the table, thankfully. 

However, as the day wore on he started to get nervous.

There were no balloons... no containers with adorable, freshly baked little cupcakes that spelled out something corny... no deliveries from Crowe where the Corviknight was forced to wear a pink bow or hat... he didn’t even visit him at the Gym, which, all things considered, was particularly strange.

He’d asked Opal about it ( while he ate a delicious lemon yogurt cake she’d made for him ) and she had just smiled knowingly and told him not to worry.

He started to worry more.

When he got home, he was half expecting the surprise to be in the living room but everything was as it should be. Hop greeted him with a hug and then...

“This...” He gingerly takes the charm out of the box and examines it. When he looks up to see Hop pull out a necklace with the other half of the Pokeball on a silver chain he almost breaks into tears. He shakily sets the box down and says, “Hop this is... h-hang on...”

He scurries off to the bedroom and finds his jewelry box, prying the lid off and searching inside for a spare chain. As he does his fingers brush against his old watch - the last time someone had gotten him something that meant anything at all - and he tuts; would he ever be able to get rid of the damned thing? Finally he finds a silver chain of his own and carefully slides the charm on. His hands are still shaking as he does the clasp up behind his head.

Returning to the living room, he finds his throat is dry when he tries to speak, and he has to clear his throat. “This... this is the nicest thing you could’ve gotten me, Hop.” He wants to tell him how much the charm means to him, how deeply the gift has touched him, but all he can do is smile like the Meowth that got the cream.

“Thank you, love.”

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behemothbash​:

He takes off his glasses and sighs. “Presbyopia is an age related issue, so does that mean I’m old? Am I dirt now, is that it?”

“Don’t your grandparents wear glasses? And your mother? .... and Leon?” It might just be genetics, Hop. Calm down.

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me when they add another marnie alt in poke.mas but still havent added bede: o(-(

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@behemothbash​: "Your birthday's in a week!!!" HE VIBRATES INTENSELY.

“Don’t plan anything too extravagant, alright? As far as I’m concerned, it’s just another day in the year.”

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“My birthday is in a week...” He’s grimacing. It’s hard to be easygoing about it when Hop likes to get... excited about these sorts of things.

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behemothbash​:

“It was either that or siccin’ Felt on ya.” He jokes back, carefully setting his bag down beside him and zipping it open. He gives Aurora a grateful look; to say he’s nervous would be an understatement, but the Sylveon’s humming takes the edge off a bit.

“Tada!” Hop shows off the item he retrieved from his bag with a wide smile. “With this stethoscope, I’ll listen for any signs of life inside the egg, which’ll tell me if…” His smile wavers. … If I messed up. He hopes he didn’t mess up; not only would he have failed himself, Sonia, and everyone in Sinnoh’s lab, he’d have ended a Pokemon’s life before it even began. Quickly putting on the headset and taking hold of the bell, he hovers it over the egg. Okay, put it on the egg now!

… Now!

……… Now!

His hand retreats as he lets out a shaky breath. “What if– what if I k-killed it?” Hop worries, eyes never leaving the egg. “I– no one knows how Dynamax Energy can affect eggs or the incubation process. What if it’s bad for ‘em?” He’s been spending a lot of time in and around Raid Dens for research lately; would the energy stick to him and endanger the egg?

“A-Actually, nevermind, I’ll– I’ll take yer word fer it, yeah?” Hop looks away and begins to put the stethoscope away, blinking back tears. “No one’s gotta check nothin’.” So much for that edge being taken off.

Bede scoffs. He wants to say something about not being afraid of Felt but he knows it’d be in his best interest to not mock the sheep... again.

When Hop whips out the stethoscope he almost laughs. The way he’d made it sound he was about to pull out some new technology, created by the most brilliant minds in the world, to scan the egg and determine it’s status. Not bring something from a doctor’s office. But Bede can hear the insecurity in Hop’s voice, watches grimly as his smile shifts from one of glee to a mask to keep the tears back. Aurora senses it too, feelers tightening on both of them, as though reassuring the two that everything will be fine.

Well, Hop moreso than Bede, it seems.

Bede bites the inside of his cheek, mind racing for the right thing to say. It had gotten easier over time to avoid the quipping, but he still needed to practice not saying the first thing that came to his head ( which was, more often than not, a tad rude ). He reaches out and grasps at Hop’s forearm, halting any attempt to stuff the stethoscope back in his bag. “You don’t need to worry, love,” he says quietly, the nickname coming easier than a witty remark ever could. “I’m willing to bet there’s nothing wrong. It’s just a new egg; whatever is inside probably hasn’t had time to develop much at all.”

He, too, gives Hop a gentle squeeze. “Come on, I won’t have you bring that all this way just to ‘take my word for it’. You haven’t done that up until this point, so why start now, hm?”

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@behemothbash​ sent: Now, Hop loves lots of things about Bede, lots of things the other says and does. What he does not love, however, is that he's currently being ignored in favour of paperwork. "Bede, if you don't look up at me you're gonna be sorry." He plays with one of his braids with a frown.

...

His eyes narrow at the lack of reaction. Fine. He shoves a hand onto the papers in Bede's hands, pressing them to the table, before unceremoniously plopping himself down on his boyfriend's lap - which he almost regrets, as he's now uncomfortably wedged between Bede and the desk. He crosses his arms (with some difficulty; he really should've scooted the chair back before sitting down).

"Pay. Attention. To. Me."

If he really thought about it, this was rather ironic. How many times, after all, did Bede have to interrupt Hop’s “very-important-I-swear-I’ll-come-to-bed-soon-Bede-please-get-Marie-to-put-me-down” paperwork? Bede at least knew when it was time to set everything aside and take a break.

Or, that’s what he would claim on any other day.

At Hop’s whining, he doesn’t look up, doesn’t dignify such childish behaviour with a response. Negative attention is still attention. He focuses on a particularly interesting line about the Gym’s finances ( meticulously cared for by yours truly, he muses ) and refuses to say a word.

And then the papers are on the desk and Hop is in the way.

How infuriating.

“Hop,” he says sternly. He doesn’t make eye contact, instead choosing to burn holes into his boyfriend’s shirt. He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and holds it for a few moments before exhaling; he shouldn’t be so hypocritical.

He moves to wrap his arms around Hop, albeit a bit awkwardly, and gently bumps his head against the assistant’s chest. “Alright,” he relents, voice slightly muffled in this position. “You have my attention for the rest of the night.” At least, as long as Hop was awake. Then he’d be back at the desk.

Bede chuckles lightly and adds, “You’re crushing me, by the way. I think there are less uncomfortable ways of getting me to avoid doing my finances.”

[behemothbash-a]

// please don’t send any sexual/suggestive asks to this blog. i’m not comfortable with them, not to mention that even if fop is of age he’s. still an aged up version of hop who is indeed still a minor. talking about holding hands and little kisses is fine, but i’m not going to answer anything regarding making out or smut (even if you word it as ‘the nasty’. funny words but no thanks)

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hey maybe i just wanna be a fucked up little meow meow, ever think about that?

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“Ah, pardon.” He hadn’t meant to approach her, but the sight of the Togekiss was enough to convince him to at least ask. “Your Togekiss... yes, the two of you seem quite close. I hope you don’t mind me asking what it’s like raising one; I’m looking to acquire a Togepi myself.” 

Miss Opal telling him about the kindness it takes to raise one echoes in his mind, and he bites the inside of his cheek at the thought that he might, once again, not be worthy. But that was not this stranger’s problem, was it?

“Pardon again; where are my manners?” He bows with a slight flourish and says, “My name is Bede. I am a fairy type specialist... hence the intrigue. Again, I hope I don’t seem as though I’m pestering you.”  // @kotoyin​​​ - starter call

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Watch the lab. That was all he was supposed to do. He wasn’t supposed to answer the phone, or file any paperwork, or answer the door--

Knock knock. The door.

With a loud huff, Bede tosses his magazine aside ( startling a snoozing Aurora ) and stalks to the door. It wasn’t exactly an odd time to be ringing the bell or anything, but at this rate he would have to ask Sonia for part of Hop’s cut, what with all of the duties he was performing in his stead.

Whipping it open, he begins, “I’m sorry, but both the professor and her assistant are currently--” when he pauses long enough to recognize who is at the door. “Hang on. Aren’t you... yes, you’re from Kanto, are you not?” Yes, he was sure he’d seen this trainer on some program or another covering the tournaments there. “My apologies. I was not expecting... guests.” // @pintsizcd​​​ - starter call

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He stirs his tea thoughtfully. “So, I imagine -- and do correct me if I’m wrong, of course -- that the Chairman’s invitation to the Battle Tower was less ‘welcome to Galar’ and more ‘please tell me what the subway is like so I may learn from both your successes and failures’.” Cynical as ever, but Bede could hardly see Leon simply inviting the boss solely out of the kindness of his heart. “If he hasn’t given you a proper welcome, I both hope this teatime makes up for it -- at least in part -- and apologize on his behalf.” He has to force himself to not wince as he adds, “I fear the Chairman is... a bit too focused to notice what is around him at times.”  // @kudarii​ - starter call

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gazes at my icon lovingly....... ty @behemothbash for providing me with enough bede content to restart my bede brain

also those starters are going to start rolling out over the next few days, so keep an eye out c:

[naberiie]

i am, at my core, just….. such a complete sucker for the ‘bodyguard and person they’re protecting slowly falling in love’ trope. i love it, i love it so much