Heya! I dunno if you're open to writing short blurbs for each LADS character for one prompt, but here it is nonetheless do with it what you want 😅 I just had to throw the idea out there
The LADS men when reader actually asks them to kill somebody for her... when she point blank gives a name and is like "this bastard fucked me over," how will they react when they realize she is letting them handle it for her?
XAVIER
You think he's going to say no. He's a hunter after all. He kills Wanderers, not people. But, Xavier already knows his answer, without hesitation. He would definitely kill someone for you. In fact, he has—many times. They were people he once considered friends and teammates, but once they crossed the line and dared to threaten you, they were obstacles he had to cut down.
ZAYNE
Yeah, no. Hippocratic oath and all that. Of all the love interests, Zayne is probably the most well adjusted and normal one who would be confused as to why you'd approach him to kill someone. It'd probably eat away at him though. He wants to do whatever he can to help you, but to ask him to kill someone? He doesn't think he could ever cross that line.
RAFAYEL
Rafayel acts like it's ridiculous. Are you kidding? He's just a humble artist. But then a week later, whoever fucked you over is mysteriously found dead with one of his paintings in their house. He brushes it off like it's a weird coincidence, but you both know it's not. He would never let anyone get away with hurting his bride.
SYLUS
Sounds like another Tuesday for him. He would probably ask exactly how you'd like it done. He wants to hear every twisted little detail you have in mind. He loves to hear you rant about how much you want them to suffer.
CALEB
He's very observant. In fact, he probably knows who fucked you over and was planning on taking care of it before you even asked. Just like how he took care of bullies when the two of you were younger. But, of course he'll take care of them for you. It means you still need him. As long as it keeps your hands clean, he'll bear the burden of it happily.
He was not the type you would expect to find at a café.
What, with his tired eyes, bleached white hair, and athleisure attire. Well, you would not pretend that you did not have the odd customer pop in similarly dressed before him, but they were usually in and out before you could give them too much thought. It was his order that made you notice him, too.
Hot cocoa.
You did not truly care what your patrons ordered, so long as they were at least on the menu and any substitutions were within reason and in the store. It just seemed like an odd order for him. He often came in later in the day when the store had long cleared out and hung around until it was just before closing time. He made occasional conversation, regularly telling you about what a terrifying trainer he was. You wondered about that. Especially when brought out one of his pokemon during his time in your café.
The Masquerain had flown around him eagerly. He even asked for a cup of sugar water for the bug-type to enjoy. You offered it with ease. He also had his Golisopod out fairly frequently during his visits. The bond between both of them together was always sweet to see him pet the giant pokemon or watch as it pestered him for attention or a treat. His attempts at intimidation tactics really had no effect on you, either way, when he tried them. As long as he continued to just be a casual regular who came in for a cup of whatever, you did not care. His softer side had already been unintentionally revealed.
The bell rang as you checked your ingredients supply. You turned around to see him awkwardly standing about with two teens at his side. That was also not an uncommon sight to see. A smile fell across your face as you walked up to him. “Hi!” you held a cheery tone as you approached the counter. The girl with hot-pink haired looked mortified by your behaviour, while the boy kept an indifferent look. He always seemed to wrangle in types like that on the trips he had tag alongs. “What can I get you today?” you asked.
“A black coffee and, uh,” the white-haired man turned to the girl, “What did you want again?” You giggled as she squinted at the menu for a moment.
“Lele fruit chiller,” she said, and you nodded. The juice had become quite popular as the temperature grew hotter. Its bright magenta colour was a favourite among your patrons, too. The boy looked over your menu with a sigh.
“Boss, there's nothing here that sounds good,” he told the white-haired man, “… You got anything that doesn't feel like it'll cook me from the inside or isn't a shade of purple?” The oldest of the three shot a glare at the boy and made you laugh a bit. He was completely unaware he just insulted his companion's regular place.
“Er, I do have some sodas,” you replied, “Does that sound alright?” He just nodded, trying to ignore the upset he had given your odd patron. The two teens wandered off to a table while the white-haired man hung around. You gave his a curious look.
“I take it you don't actually want coffee,” you gave him a playful grin, watching as he gazed away from you in a slight embarrassment, “I'll make your usual, then.” He gave you a nod before finally walking off to join his companions. You wondered where he found all the troubled teens he showed up it. He always tried to play his actions aloof and distant, but you found yourself observing him more when he brought company with him. Boss, they all called him. You supposed that was the Team Skull you had heard was causing issues around the islands. Well, you supposed it was not really your problem.
You quickly worked to make their drinks and serve it to them.
~
Time passed away, and you found yourself walking home from your café long after the sun had sunken behind the horizon. There was little worry about danger in a region like Alola, so you had thought nothing of it. You did not live far from your café, anyway. It was an ordinary night walk. A few nocturnal pokemon roamed. Wingulls found a way to menacingly hang around the area. A warm breeze crossed your skin as you walked down the road. Everything felt peaceful.
This, however, quickly came to a sudden shift as a man seemingly came out of nowhere. You tried to move around him, but he stood in the middle of the road. He was wearing a mask over his face and dark clothing. There was some bright red logo on his shirt, but you barely had time to register it as you tried to just get away. Everything about him read completely suspicious. His hand went for a pokeball, and you tried to go for your own. He was too quick, however. A large serpentine pokemon was sent out, and you froze. At any moment, it looked ready to attack you. Its sharp teeth bared as it let out a hiss.
You screamed. It was not at all intentional, but the sound broke free of your throat without your consent. The following moments were followed by a sudden figure rushing out from behind you to tackle your attacker. The pokemon turned its attention to the scene, finally giving you a chance to pull out your own pokemon. Quickly, you knocked it out with your partner.
Your attention shifted to the attacker, to see your odd patron pinning the guy to the ground. You felt stunned.
“Where did you come from?” you asked him, genuinely confused as to how he came to your rescue so fast. The attacker finally managed to get the upper hand. He called back his fainted pokemon and ran off into the foliage. You needed to alert the police about this later. Your patron crossed his arms and wore a deep frown.
“I was on the beach with my Golisopod,” he answered, “Why are you walking alone so late at night?” His expression was something like a disappointed older brother. You wanted to laugh.
“I got caught up cleaning,” you replied, “These things don't normally happen here, you know.” It was luck that you had someone near to rush to help you. “... Gosh, what do I owe you now…” you immediately turned to wondering how to repay him. He scoffed.
“Get home before it's this late,” he replied, “Or, hell, call me, and I'll walk you back.” You turned to him. A snort came from you.
“I expected you to say something a lot worse,” you had taken him as the type of guy to make an innuendo, “I don't even know your name, how can I call you?” His eyes went wide.
“You don't know my name?” he suddenly snapped out of it with a shit-eating grin, “I'm big, bad Guzma!” A title like that may have fit him, had you not seen his softer side already.
“Guzma…” you repeated. Was that not a name of a flower? Tilting your head, you realised you were staring at him. You exchanged numbers with him that night, and he insisted on walking you home. Guzma appeared to be a bit more of an oddity than you first thought. Ah, well, it made him all the more fun to have around, you supposed.
~
A few weeks went by without a sign from the big, bad man, and you wondered about him. You had started a few conversations with him, but they were more light-hearted and not quite at the point where you could demand to know his whereabouts. Maybe he had got busy with something related to his group. Perhaps he had got into the lucrative field of Wimpod breeding. You had known quite a few people who would go mad for the isopod pokemon. It was also possible he found a better place to buy his hot cocoa.
There was little you could do, so you settled yourself back into life, hoping for no repeats of that night.
It was as the evening began to lull in and the appearances of customers grew rarer and rare, that the bell chimed. You called out your generic greeting as you remained turned around and taking care of some dishes. When you did, however, you spotted him. He looked… different. Obviously, his hair and face were the same, but something about his clothes felt off. You walked toward the counter almost instantly. “Hey, Guzma,” you greeted more personally, “How have you been? I haven't seen you for a minute.”
He scratched the back of his head. You noticed his previously dented glasses had been fixed. When his arm moved back down, you noticed the previous ink markings on them were gone. “I got caught up in some stuff,” he replied, “I'm back now. Doubt I'm goin' anywhere like that again.” You wondered what had exactly happened to him.
“Well, it's nice to see you again,” you told him softly, “You want your normal order?” He nodded and took a seat near the counter. When you thought on it, you had not really seen or heard much of Team Skull for a while, either. Had something happened there? It seemed like it would probably be a sore topic to push with him. You finished his drink and brought it out to him. Feeling a bit daring, you took a seat across from him. “I missed having you pop in as my evening company,” you smiled at him.
“... I missed coming,” he said after taking a sip, wiping off the liquid on his upper lip with his hand. You handed him a napkin, and he wiped it off properly. “Nothing happened while I was away, right?” he seemed genuinely worried about you.
“Not a thing,” you replied, “If you want, you can finally take up your offer of walking me home again.” He gave you one of his normal grins, making your chest flutter. It had finally hit you why he had captured your attention so much.
You liked him.
It felt jarring to consider, especially with how light your conversations had been up until recently. But somehow, this delinquent looking guy had completely caught your eye. All the times you watched him take care of his pokemon, or just sit in your café, had made you grow fond of him.
“… You're a sweet guy,” you giggled, “I'm glad I have someone like you around again.”
“'M not sweet,” he tried to give you a glare, “I'm trying to become Champion, now. I got a good opponent.” You had heard about the establishment of Alola's league, finally had happened. Guzma did seem to be a trainer, you supposed. He carried quite a few pokemon with him. In your texts, it had come up that he preferred bug-types even. A bug-type champion. That would be a first.
“You're extremely sweet,” you argued lightly. He just gave a huff, leading to another laugh from you. It seemed he did not want to be interpreted that way. Well, you could keep it a secret. “I mean that as you seem kind,” you continued, “Good luck with your dreams, though. I'd love to hear about a bug-type champion.” His big grin returned. Your heart fluttered. “... I have a day off tomorrow,” you reached a careful hand across the table to catch his bigger warm. It was warm and calloused. “Want to meet up? I'd love to spend more time with you,” you asked, his hand coming around yours. Big, bad Guzma, he absolutely was not around you.
“Sounds great,” he agreed, “I was just thinkin' the same thing.”
Idk if you're taking requests now but any hc's for the bachelors/bachelorettes with a plus sized/tall femme farmer?? 🥺💖 Love ur work!!
a/n: hi hi! an old request from the start of the month, sorry that it took so long to finish! thank you for enjoying my work :3 hope you like this!
★ the sdv bachelor/ettes with a plus-sized/tall/femme farmer ★
abigail
she’s down bad for tall, chubby ladies. her mouth practically waters when she sees you for the first time. that one futurama clip “death by snu snu” plays on repeat in her mind.
alex
the immediate thought that comes to mind whenever asks about you is "wonder woman", the way you're so tall and passionate and do what's right. he likes to bench press you as part of his workout, as long as you allow him. alex also finds himself sneaking looks at your plump figure, his cheeks tinted red.
elliott
a goddess, you’re simply a goddess. you remind elliott of a renaissance painting with your curves and statue. he admires each movement you make, the way you smile, everything is simply part of the grand masterpiece that is you.
emily
god, she wants to squeeze the life out of you. of course, emily’s big on affection but with you, it’s magnified by a hundred. a big old lesbian who wants to shower a pretty lady with love.
harvey
he’s the tallest out of all the marriage candidates, so it’s a bit of a surprise to see someone he fancies so close to his height. it makes him happy that he doesn’t have to crank his neck down to look at you. he also loves how grabbable your plush hips are.
haley
oh, this hopeless lesbian is head over heels for a tall, plus-sized lady like yourself. if she meets you in the early days of being out of the closet, she simply self-combusts whenever she sees you. just give this poor woman a smooch, okay?
leah
again, another hopeless lesbian. honestly, you have her dream body, your form full of potential for some serious lumberjack activities. she likes that she’s at titty height, too…. don’t let her know that you know that, though!
maru
tall. tall. tall. tall- that’s all she can think about when she sees you for the first time. she likes feeling small next to you. you could step on her and she would thank you.
penny
the size difference is very funny. she enjoys how easy it is to just melt into you. just don’t try to toss her in the air or anything, she will have a panic attack.
sam
like abigail, his brain is infected with “death by snu snu” whenever he sees you. he can’t help it, though! he loves his women tall and chubby cuz it means more person to love.
sebastian
crush him, do it. he wants to be crushed by you. he’s a petty little guy who wants to be toyed with by a stronger, bigger woman. crush him!!!!
shane
on the plus-sized side himself, he has some internalized fatphobia but that goes out the window when he’s with you. he likes to cuddle with you a lot, he hopes you find him just as comfy as he finds you. also he’s a short guy who’s not afraid to say that he’s into tall ladies!
"Rafayeeel...!" The doors to the living room open, your lover's favorite yellow cardigan wrapped around your shoulders as you waltz in.
His face lights up immediately. "My peaaarl!" He mimics the sweet way you call out for him, pulling you to his lap. "What's wrong, cutie?" He kisses the top of your head, adjusting when you snuggle closer.
You smile at his tone, loving the way he's always playing along with your theatrics. "I miss you," you sigh against his chest, as dramatic and whiny as you could. "What's keeping my husband away from me? I'm getting sooo lonely..."
"Lonely?!" He gasps, just as dramatic, and you stifle a giggle at his performance. "Did I let my work get between me and my beloved?"
You nod solemnly, sniffling for added effect. "It's been hours since we've cuddled... and it's so, so cold..."
"Unacceptable!" He smothers you with kisses, from your forehead to your cheeks, earning a muffled laugh from you. "Thomas, move our meeting to next week."
"Oh, my sweet fis- Thomas?" You look to your left in horror, and indeed Thomas was there, looking like he just aged 5 years from... whatever that was. You scramble off Rafayel's lap, ignoring his complaints, and rush to make yourself look more presentable. "Thomas! I didn't know you were- that was- we were just being stupid!"
You smack Rafayel's arm to shut him up, embarrassed beyond belief. "Ow, cutie!"
"It's fine," Thomas holds his hand up, already packing his things to book it out of there. He's seen enough. "Rafayel's been zoning out already anyway." He gives Rafayel one last exasperated look and reminds him of his commissions, before turning to you. "Newly weds, I get it. Enjoy it."
He's out in record time. Once the doors close, you give Rafayel's arm another good, hard slap.
"Cutie, stoppp! What did I do?"
"You could've warned me that you're in a meeting!"
He rolls his eyes, pulling you back on his lap. "It's just Thomas." Whatever your reply was gets drowned by another round of kisses. "Now, let me be a good husband and give you your long-overdue cuddles, yeah?"
What they do when you get cancelled as the new love interest in their favorite otome game
Caleb
Crashes out so bad. He actually crashes out and starts raging. Will start petitions online to get you back and will MAKE people sign them. Even the ones that weren't particularly interested in your release. Sends emails after emails to the game company to not do this to you. Writes in the survey how shallow they are for cancelling you. That's all he could do right? Is what you thought. This man will show up at the game company with a bunch of other players. If that doesn't work he will get a hacker and hack in the game server and leak your release. He's not giving up on you.
Rafayel
Sulks in his bathtub the first time he heard the news of your cancellation. Starts painting you and won't stop. You basically become his original character now and you're in every one of his paintings. “Didn't he paint this same maiden in the last painting?” “Doesn't this painting look a lot similar to last ones?” Murmurs spread around the exhibition and Thomas starts panicking. But he won't stop. This is to send a message that if they're going to cancel you he's going to keep bringing you back even at the cost of his own career, about which he could care less.
Zayne
He's the dawnbreaker, the foreseer and Dr. Zayne. You best believe that he will somehow find a way to you and bring himself in your game and become your canon love interest. Problem solved
Xavier
Nero 2.0 Will start a blog with your name and will defend you from the haters. Will get Isaiah and Jeremiah with him into this, though they do it for the fun. Isaiah absolutely rages at others. “If you're so keen on getting a character deleted because you don't like it, you should also consider getting yourself deleted because I don't like you.” Also replies to another comment saying they're gonna leave the game if you don't get cancelled with “Good. Don't bother coming back.” He gets so bummed out, he was saving diamonds in game for you and got a lot of savings for your upcoming merch and stuff. It's alright, he gets it all custom made.
Sylus
Buys the company and releases you himself.
⤷ Please don't be sad about the current situation. I hope this comedy of a thing that appeared in my mind gave you a little laugh. And please don't quit or uninstall the game because the other boys are gonna sure miss you as heck.
Can I request a smau for all LIs reacting to female reader accidentally messaging him instead of her friend that she likes HIM but she's scared of rejection please?
WRONG CHAT
in which you accidentally confess to the LADS men!
Thank you anon for the idea! Hope you enjoyed it!!
Of course, we don't really know Valko that well yet, so sorry if this ends up feeling a bit OOC later on lol
As always, reblogs are appreciated if you liked it 🤍
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