Giovanni typically calls you into his office, where he proceeds to tear away your clothing and takes you at his desk. He barely even bothers to ask since you should know by now what he desires. Admittedly, he also views himself as a bit above asking for permission.
“Come to my office at once, dear,” Giovanni caught your shoulder before you could leave the hideout. A certain look in his eyes could only make you swallow in anticipation.
Archer just pulls you aside and takes you on whatever surface is nearest. You are his assistant, basically, so he sees little reason to ask permission either. Giovanni instilled some bad traits into him.
“You. With me. Now,” Archer had your wrist in a death grip before you could even stray too far from his side. His jaw was clenched in frustration. It was little secret what he wanted.
Maxie is red in the face while he asks you to come aside with him to his office. He then manages to get it out only when you two are alone. You will have to do a little inference and help a bit with him.
“Dear, c-come with me to my office!” Maxie stopped you before you could leave the hideout. His cheeks were the same colour as his hair, and you swore his glasses were somehow fogged up.
Archie tends to just ask it a little too plainly. He does not really hold shame. Just, “Wanna go to my office and fuck?” is said and if you agree, then you do just that. Anywhere is fine in his quarters – bed, couch, table, desk. Wherever you are fine with.
“Luvdisc, you bored, too? Wanna go to my office?” Archie spoke brazenly while throwing an arm around your shoulder. The grunts nearby barely gave it any mind.
Cyrus almost always refuses to initiate anything intimate. But, if he was… Well, it would be an unspoken thing, almost. His gaze would just grow intense as he took you aside to somewhere you both could have the utmost privacy.
“… Beloved,” Cyrus called for you. Turning to face him, there was something oddly brewing in his eyes as he observed you. A hand caught your own. Wordlessly, you were tugged along to his office.
Colress is pretty blunt. Of course, he would take you somewhere more private, but there is little wonder what he desires. A pleasant smile is only his lips, while a glare shines over his glasses' lens. He truthfully would do it about anywhere in his lab, quarters, or office.
“I think we should engage in a bonding exercise,” that smile on his lips did not at all match was he was offering. Especially when his gloved hand rested plainly on your ass. All in the name of research. Sure.
Lysandre is far more impassioned than the others here. Though, perhaps that is his nature as a Kalosian... Or his obsession with beauty. The Flare Boss often holds you to him and stares deeply into your eyes before asking you to join him somewhere more private.
“My love,” Lysandre's voice was husky and low in your ear. Arms wrapped around your waist and held you to his firm body. “Come with me… I wish to indulge you,” he whispered. A shiver went down your spine as he followed it with a kiss to the shell of your ear.
Guzma is far too blunt. Extremely too blunt. He lacks any tact whatsoever. But, well, he does not really understand the need for subtlety. You are his partner, yeah? Everyone knows that. He has had Plumeria bitch about how loud you two have been in his room in the past. Besides, why would he care?
“Hey,” Guzma caught you from behind and pressed you into his body. A cologne wafted from him. “Wanna go fuck?” The abrasive question nearly made you laugh from the absurdity.
Volo does not ask. Suddenly, hands will be all over you while you do your survey work. It is him, of course. Who else would it be mocking you for being so unaware? It is adorable to him, at least. The squeak you give as he encases your body and closes your wrists together. You barely have time to give a proper response.
“… Come on,” he teases, “You're so shocked.” His fingers were already undoing the tie of your bag to undo your uniform top. It seemed there would be no escape here.
Corbeau: your Golisopod looks strong. You trained him well.
Philippe: what’s going on.
You: bug boys being bug boys.
Plumeria : and yet they’re your type.
You: *watches as Guzma and Corbeau trade stories on how they found their bug team and sighs dreamily* yeah. Just two big tough guys who are suckers and softies at heart.
Guzma who yaps excessively about bugs because he loves them and knows so much about them I'm talking textbook worth of info just spewing out of his mouth at a time
but he stops himself because he was taught that that kind of behavior is annoying and that nobody is willing to tolerate a lecture on one of the worse Pokemon types
until you tell him but I like listening to you."
And now he's holding back tears because no ones told him that before. instead of crying, he gulps down the lump in his throat and tells you how much venom a single skorupi has in its stinger
CW: Implied chubby/thicc reader (it's not really important to the story), tsundere (ew I hate that word) Guzma, use of Y/n
No one knew why you joined Team Skull, you were nothing like the grunts that terrorised the streets of Mele-Mele. You were kind, bubbly and always had a small smile. You were like the older sister of Team Skull. Rapp would always come to you, dragging Tupp by the ear when he did something stupid begging you to scold him or threaten him with going to the boss. You and Plumeria would have gossip sessions that lasted for hours and you'd always give her advice on whatever was going on. Then there was Guzma, the big bad boss of Team Skull, and you had him wrapped around your finger. He'd be scolding some grunts for getting into trouble and you'd give him a look that would immediately shut him up. If no one knew any better, they'd think you were the leader of Team Skull. In private, his hands would be all over you, not always sexually. He'd slip his hand under your shirt and splay his large hand across your stomach just to feel the soft skin underneath while his other arm wrapped around your torso as he pulled your back against his chest, savouring your scent. That boy was whipped.
You had earned a little money from your side job left over after buying groceries for the team so you decided to treat yourself. You decided to go to Alola Sunrise to just get something small that you could wear everyday. Guzma insisted on going with you.
"Why?" You asked him, making sure you had everything in your bag.
"You know, what if someone tries to jump ya?" He reasons.
"I'll be fine babe, Rockruff and I can handle ourselves."
"Yeah but..." He slings his arm over your shoulders. "...just in case." He says, kissing your temple.
"Fine, I guess you can come." You playfully rolled your eyes at him.
"I was going to anyway."
Guzma looked more out of place in Alola sunrise than a goth in a Claire's. As you looked at things you wanted to buy, Guzma took a wander for himself, roaming around the overly girly store. The staff avoided his gaze and tensed whenever he walked past them.
...
Outside, a group of pre-teens were about to enter the store.
"Hey who's that?" The newest member of the group, Ash, asked, pointing at you.
"Oh her?" Mallow followed his gaze. "That's Y/n, she's cool just uhh...don't get to close."
"Why not?" Ash looked closer."She's really pretty-" Kiawe was quick to slap a hand over his mouth.
"Do you want to get us killed?!"
"What-?"
"Don't even think that too loudly!" Sophocles trembled. "He might hear you."
"Who's he?"
"Him." Lana said, eyes fixated on Guzma as he approached you with a string necklace in his hand.
...
"Hey Boo," You looked up at him. "check it." He dangled the necklace on the pad of his index finger. The charm was a moulted Shellder shell with eyes and a nose carved out of it to make it look like a skull. "How sick is that?"
...
"Who is that?" Ash asked, still confused.
"Team Skull Boss, Guzma."
"What's she doing hanging out with Team Skull's boss?"
"You seriously don't know?" Kiawe asked and Ash shook his head. "He's her boyfriend."
"And he's really protective over her." Mallow added.
...
"Oh it is cute," You said, holding the carved shell in front of your palm. "You actually suggested something not shit for once."
You wink at him, taking the necklace off his finger and heading to the counter. It took him a minute but he finally processed what you said.
"Hey... What's that supposed to mean?" Guzma followed you as you started laughing. "I have excellent taste!"
"Sure you do Babe." You give the cashier a warm smile as you pay for your necklace. As you walk out of the store with your guard dog boyfriend trailing behind you, he gives the group of wide eyed pre-teens a terrifying glare that left them all shaking in their boots. He caught up to you and slung an arm around your shoulders.
"Those kids were gawkin' at ya..." He said lowly, leaning closer to your ear.
"Let them gawk," You turned your head slightly to look at him better. "Let them know what they can't have."
Guzma chuckled before throwing his head back in laughter. His head dropped back down to yours and he leaned into you.
"You're a little freak when you're quiet~" He whispered into your ear before pressing a kiss to your cheek. "Love that I'm the only one that knows about that, Boo."
You giggled and stopped walking, turning to drape your arms over his shoulders as his wrapped around your back.
"Yeah well there's still a lot you don't know about me. I have my secrets."
"Oh?" Guzma leaned in closer. "Like what Baby?"
You leaned closer as well.
"If I told you then they wouldn't be secrets wouldn't they?"
He chuckled and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear.
"Got me there Boo."
You were about to close the gap between your lips when you both heard maniacal screams and laughter from not too far away. You both stopped and listened for a moment to make sure and...yep.
"Those are ours." You both said in unison before running off towards the loud noises to make sure your dumb kids didn't hurt themselves...or anyone else.
Guzma relationship headcannons pt.1 (cus I have a lot of them)
requests are open!
feel free to borrow these headcanons, but please just tag me! (for credit and also I wanna see)
(I’ll separate the sfw and nsfw ones for yall cus I’m nice like that.)
SFW:
He loves just chilling on the couch with you and watching the tv. It honestly doesn’t matter what’s on tv, as long as he gets to be cuddled up next to you, he’s happy
SUCH a sweet talker. He loves calling you all sorts of pet names
SPEAKING OF PET NAMES
I feel like he’d call you baby/babe most commonly (the idea of him calling me babygirl is my weakness oml)
Sweetheart is another one that I feel like he’d say a lot too
If he’s feeling a bit soft tho, he’d call you names like angel, cutie, or sweetie
I see him as a guy to always have a hand on his lover
Whether it’s holding your hand, his arm wrapped around your shoulder, or just his hand resting on your lower back (hot)
While I think he’s definitely more of a “dominant” guy, he definitely has a soft spot for you and will tone it down a bit if the mood is right
Imagine it. He’s had a shitty day, he comes to your place and just melts into your arms, dragging the both you into bed so he can be pampered by you
He’s the kind of guy to find you extremely attractive even when you look lowkey homeless
You’re just walking around your place, haven’t had a chance to brush your hair or change out of a t-shirt and sweatpants, and Guzma’s trying so hard to not just pounce on you
He is a LOVER
If he loves you, he loves you HARD
I think his main love language would be quality time
Followed by acts of service and physical touch hehehe
If he ever hears someone talk shit or slander you, he is the first to try and defend you
He loves your Pokemon very dearly. That’s his children by association
Whenever the two of you hang out, y’all release your pokemon so they can play together :)
If you come from a different region than Alola, he ask about your favorite foods from back home, and than asks if you could make it for him
OR BETTER YET
He surprises you by making them, taking his time to find the best recipe from online
ok now it’s time for the evil side mwehehehe
NSFW:
He loves to eat you out
This feels canon to me
He also wants you to sit on his face
I mean…look at his nose
Dom-leaning switch, but I feel like he wouldn’t really be opened to subbing unless you two have a really deep emotional connection (demisexual type shit)
Like, if he’s able to be vulnerable to you normally, he’d be able to comfortably get into that headspace for you
LOVES doggystyle
Also loves cowgirl, both when he’s dom and sub
If you like a lil bit of pain, he’s more than happy to pull your hair or choke you while he rails you
He doesn’t want to hurt you too much though
That would break his heart
He does like it rough tho most of the time
But he also loves a bit of slow love-making
Morning sex WHO SAID THAT
If you consent to it, he would suck you off to wake you up
Technically somnophilia, but it’s always consensual
To my menstruating friends…period sex
He would be so down
So what if a little blood gets on the sword?
If it’s what you want, he’ll do it for you gladly
SOOOO vocal
Not necessarily loud, but he is definitely talking you through it
When he’s dom, he loves to give you the degradation/praise combo
“Such a good little toy for me”, “Get on your knees, sweetheart”, “You’re so desperate for my attention, aren’t you baby?”, “There ya go, good job. Such a slutty girl/boy.”
…you get the point
If you praise him, prepare to hear whimpers
Poor boy is NOT used to hearing praise
He loves it
Like a lot
You praise him while he’s fucking you? Well now he’s slamming inside you
He cannot handle it
Call him a good boy and oh god it’s everywhere
Especially when he’s sub
Speaking of subby Guzma…
He wants to be overstimulated by you
He won’t admit it obviously
He WILL beg for you if he really gets into it
Edge that man
ANYWAYS
If you wear his jacket with nothing underneath, he gets soooo turned on
Add his chain or glasses onto that and oh boy
And finally…
He wants to both tie you up AND get tied up
Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk (requests are open mwehehehehe)
- He's already been beaten down in life. The one thing he was holding onto, ever after disbanding Team Skull, was you...
- And now, he can't fucking find you anywhere. He's flipping out. You were right behind him when this insane light appeared and when it was gone, so were you. This happened right at a festival. People saw you just straight up vanish.
- Rumors and gossip began to spread that perhaps the Tapus punished you. You must have done something horribly wrong. Guzma immediatrly tries to shut down those rumors when you were among the few that actually cared about Team Skull. You tried for years to convince Guzma to change his ways to lead the kids towarda a better future.
- Even with you gone, you live on through his actions. Taking your pleas to heart, he goes back to Team Skull with the red X on his back, putting things through nee leadership. The kids start getting into school or jobs. Po town is getting cleaned up.
- A year goes by and Guzma's living a better life but it ain't good without you here. It don't make sense.
- Detective Looker contacts him. He immediately goes. The detective had been investigating the case by Nanu's request. The detective passes forward a preserved diary from 200 years ago of a man who mysteriously appeared in Hisui and saved the world. His memories were incoherent but among the details he remembered was the symbol his love wore on his back, with pictures of the Team Skull logo written on it...
- Guzma is about to crash out and lose it. Until he's guided into reading the last page of a higher diety making promises to send him home.
