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elliehearts · 1 year

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Innocent hug.

Yan!Arven x reader

Summary: At first Arven thought he didn’t need anybody or someone to depend on, he knows how to care himself since he was a child. But, when he met you and you started with your “emotional help”, he can’t stand a day without you, he becames obsessive with you.

Warning: This fic contain obsession behavior, jealousy, a little of fluff and angst. All characters in this fic are older age but they're still in the academy.

It all started when Arven told you what happened to Mabosstiff, he opened up for the first time with you. The sorrow you felt in that moment it made you hug him, promised him to help so that his pokemon recover and also, you'll be for him for anything he needs.

Arven wasn’t hugging you back in that time because he was in shock. It’s been a while someone has hugged him, petted him like that. The warm of your body, your soft hands in his hair it was something new.

When you separated from him, Arven felt a tiny hit in his chest, he didn’t want to break the hug but he didn’t know how to say it either. So he remained silent, without taking his eyes off you.

When Mabosstiff started to bark, Arven jumped to hug him of happiness. You were also happy, almost cried by the situation. But you didn’t expect that Arven will hug you by the hips, hiding his face in your abdomen. You heard how he thanked you again and again. You patted his head and cleaned his tears from his cheek, to calm him down you smiled at him kindly. He stared at you for a while to later hide his face once again, without saying anything. He just hold you tighter, as if you were going to disappear or something.

The others times were similar, except that the hugs were more often and longer. You noticed that Arven was more attached to you and even talkative. It didn’t bother you at all, it makes you happy seeing him in a good mood and how much he trusts you. But you didn’t notice the stares of Arven were more often, how he rubbed his legs against your while you were talking, the suddenly interest on your life or how he took some clothes out of your backpack when you weren’t looking…Arven knew that was wrong but he couldn’t help it. He started missing you a lot every time you were going elsewhere, he needed something to calm down. Something to help him in the night when he can’t stop thinking about you.

When you had to go to Area Zero, Arven didn’t stop to brag about how you were the best the duo in everything, he even tried to tell Nemona that you weren’t interested in Pokémon battles, although your were. He didn’t separate from you in any moment. Penny mocked that both looks like a couple, your inmediately deny it with a blush on your face, of course, Nemona and Penny started to annoy you about it but for Arven, he didn’t find it funny.

You arrived to the first station, everyone was tired so you proposed to spend the night there. Penny didn’t like at all because she was afraid that a wild Pokemon enter the place. Nemona didn’t care, she just wanted to sleep so in the morning can capture more pokemon with more energy so she was the first in going to sleep in that old bed that was in a corner, she made a space in the bed so that you can sleep too but you refused, telling her that you had a sleeping bag. So Penny took your place.

You settled in the floor, ready to sleep until you felt how Arven lay beside you. You were nervous for his action, causing you blush. His excuse it was that the floor was cold, also the night, and he didn’t want you catch a something. It was chilly that night but it wasn’t that bad, but you didn’t deny him either, so you let it pass.

You were so tired that you fall at sleep fast. So you didn’t felt how Arven hugged you for behind and how he whispered you a few things like; you’re very special, you’re very kind, you’re beautiful, you’re lips are very tempting, you’re skin is very soft, you’re scent is mesmerizing. He didn’t realize how strange that was, even creepy. He thought that how people in love acted.

When it happened with Arven’s father, revealing his death and everything, the atmosphere was awkward. It was noticeable how sad Arven was, you didn’t know what to do so you only took his hand to tried to calm him down. The others also tried to cheer him up, even Miraidon gave him a little push in his back. But for Arven, he only cared about you taking his hand, it’s the only thing that cheer him up.

He didn’t let go your hand until you arrived at the academy, you reported to the director and told him what happened in the lab. After a long chat, Nemona remember the final battle between you and her, to decide who is the best. Arven was going to tell her to leave you alone but you immediately accepted her challenge.

Quickly you were at backyard and almost everyone from the academy gathered around, even La Primera was there. During the battle you could hear the shouts of encouragement of Arven, you felt confident with his words and that how you win against Nemona. When she wasn’t saying anything you thought she was mad but she rushed towards you, hugging you while she congratulated you and how she couldn't wait to have another battle with you. Everyone was happy about your victory but when you saw Arven in the background, he wasn’t happy at all. You didn’t know why the suddenly mood change but for some reason you felt it was your fault.

It wasn’t your fault or something you did actually. It’s just when Nemona hugged you, he felt angry. He was going to approach to get her off but then you hugged her back, Arven got paralyzed, couldn’t move a muscle, he just felt how his environment it was writhing, his chest squeezed. He didn’t understand what happened to him, it made him nervous, it makes him sad.

He snap out of his trance when he heard you called him for the third time, with a sad tone you asked him what wrong, he didn’t answer for a few seconds and then he just smiled at you and told you how happy you make him, how proud he was. With relief you hugged him by the neck. Arven hugged you back running his hands through your hair.

He realized something.

Anyone can hold you, hug you, touch you and take you away. That’s why he was so angry, he doesn’t want to share you with anyone, not even with your friends. You promised him you'll be for him for anything he needs and he needs you to be in his life. But don’t worry, he'll make sure that you’re going to be always with him, he'll take care of anyone who dares to approach you, nobody will be able to take you away from him. You’re his and only his.

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arvensimp · 1 year

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Arven nsfw anything !!! Go wild omg

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The Earth and The Glorious Sun

nsfw arven x reader (no gendered pronouns used, but female genitals are mentioned using colloquialisms), face sitting and squirting

Arven sits there with his cheek pressed against your inner thigh, giving you the softest most glowing look in the world. It's almost too much to bear, being seen and known and loved so incredibly intimately. You want to squeeze your thighs together, but Arven's face, his chin still glistening with your wetness, is, of course, in the way.

"Please?" He asks, his voice husky and low. His fingers dig into the meat of your hips deliciously.

You roll against him just the tiniest bit at the action, still very much stimulated and ready for more of his glorious head.

"Yes." It comes out smaller than you mean it to, but the earnestness, the neediness in your tone is still there, and Arven laps it up, just as he's been lapping at you for the past who-knows-how-long. He smiles wide and eager, sitting himself up fully. He extends both hands to you and pulls you up with a shocking bit of strength. You wouldn't call your partner ripped or jacked by any means, but it's easy to forget how strong he is from years of backpacking around the region, hauling around an ungodly amount of equipment all the while.

Once you're level with one another, he kisses you deep and slow. You shudder at the taste of yourself on his tongue, and he seems to delight in your reaction, squeezing you just a bit tighter in his arms.

"I'm gonna make this so good for you, I promise." He says it with such genuine enthusiasm and boyish excitement that you can't help but believe him as you nod in numb agreement.

Arven steadies you upright and scoots himself lower between your legs until he's laying perfectly beneath you. His hands are still holding yours.

"Y-You're sure you want to do this?" You ask.

"More than anything, sweetness," He replies, squeezing your fingers between his own.

"Okay... J...Just, I dunno. Shove me off if...If you start to suffocate, okay? I don't want to hurt you." The reality of the situation is starting to hit you, and no matter how wet and dripping you are, you really want to be assured of his safety first and foremost.

Arven laughs. "It'd be one helluva way to die, but you won't."

You sigh. "Okay... Ready?"

You see Arven nod beneath you before you slowly lower yourself to hover above his face. His hands go from gripping yours reassuringly to reaching around your thighs to hold you steadily and lovingly. He cranes his neck just the slightest bit to lap at you, and you cry out at the heated sensation. He can feel your thighs tensing in his grasp.

"See, I don't think you're quite getting this, sweetness," He tells you, and you feel your face burst in blushing shame. "When I ask you to sit on my face, I don't want you to try and hold yourself here just out of reach." His fingers dig into the softness of your legs, where thigh meets hip. "I want you..." He laps at you again, making you jolt just a bit. He takes the opportunity to drag you lower. "To fucking..." He repeats, again drawing you closer. "smother me."

With a final, gentle pull, he gets you fully seated on top of his face. Your fear of crushing him is thrown from your mind, as his tongue works eager circles around and against your clit, definitely not the motion of a man in agony.

You cry out, clutching at the headboard while resisting the innate urge to grind against his face. "A-Arven..." You choke, drawing out the 'n' of his name. "So good!"

He hums against you, pleased, and the vibration of it throws in a new layer of toe curling pleasure. Without thinking, your thighs squeeze around his head, and you hear him groan against you. If not for the fact that he didn't stop his ministrations, you'd have lifted yourself up off him to be sure he was alright, but as it was, that, along with the fact that you could hear the slick sound of him tugging on his cock behind you, assured you that he is still very much enjoying himself.

His free hand untangles itself from your hips and goes to slip between your thighs. Two fingers part your lips, and Arven has to stop fucking his own fist for a moment when he feels your slick wetness slide down his fingers just at that simple touch.

You, meanwhile, are quivering above him, making soft lewd noises as Arven continues his work on your clit. He takes the sensitive bud between his lips in the lightest of kisses before he gently suckles on it. You nearly cry at the sensation, so close to the precipice of another orgasm.

"P-P-Please...Arven...Almost there, please..." Your voice is ragged and glorious in his ears.

Arven releases his hold on your clit for just a moment. "Give me just a bit longer, okay? I wanna try something..."

You have complete faith in your partner, so his hint toward experimentation doesn't stir any sort of worry in the slightest. Frustration, on the other hand, is another story. You're about to voice as much to him when he presses two of his fingers against your entrance, briefly stretching you before fucking you fully up to the base where his fingers meet his palm. Any complaint dies on your tongue in that instant, replaced instead with a drawn out moan.

Satisfied at having seemingly shut you up, Arven goes back to slowly toying with your clit using his tongue while his fingers get to work fucking you at an agonizingly slow pace.

Your cunt squeezes wantonly around his fingers with such force that he can feel the spasms against his chin. Once again, he has to stop jacking himself off for fear of blowing his load too soon. Instead, he takes that hand away from his cock and uses it to still your quaking hips as best he can. You again reaffirm in yourself the need to refrain from just grinding against Arven's face, especially when he's doing such phenomenal and precise work on you.

You just focus on the slow build of your next orgasm, panting out shaky moans of praise and Arven's name as it mounts. For his part, Arven revels in the smell, the taste, feel, and sound of you. He picks up the pace of his fingers, pressing them faster and harder into you with slowly mounting urgency. He can feel how quickly your orgasm is coming from just how needily you squeeze around him. He hums, low and satisfied as you seem to finally reach a peak. At the same time, he curls his fingers cruelly within you, pressing up hard against a spot inside you that he's grown to know very well.

The sensation on top of the crest of your orgasm has you seeing stars as you gush and burst wetly, too wetly, on Arven's tongue. If not for the headboard you were leaning against, you would have fallen forward entirely.

Arven for his part, takes you in stride, drinking you in as much as he can. His grip tightens on your hips to prevent you from leaving him or moving up, even as your pleasure subsides to oversensitivity. Every thrust of his fingers brings new wetness bursting from your tightness, splashing across his face and mouth.

Your hips stutter, and you eventually have to cry out a plea of "E-enough, pl-please..." for Arven to relinquish his hold. He maneuvers out from under you expertly, guiding you to a horizontal position on the bed where you won't be directly on top of him or the dark, wet patch he drew from you.

You're still panting when you eventually return to enough of a place to open your eyes.

"How ya feel, sweetness?" He asks, cheek propped up on his palm. In the dim light you can tell nearly his entire face is covered in a thin glisten, some of his hair is even tamped down with wetness. You feel your face heat up as your stomach ties itself in knots.

"D-Di...Did I really...?"

Arven allows himself to fall backward to lay on his back, languoring gloriously in being so covered by your cum. "You did! You were so good! It was so, so good..." He sighs happily, licking his lips. "Thank you..."

"It was okay?" You ask nervously.

Without moving, he replies. "So much more than just okay." Your gaze travels southward to see his softening cock as well as a few streaks of what looks to be his drying cum.

"Did you...?"

He follows your gaze and looks a bit embarrassed. "I, uh... I couldn't help myself, I'm sorry... You were just so...immaculate... You have to let me do that again sometime. You...you did like it, right?" He looks back to your eyes, searching for your approval.

"Oh...oh god, Arven..." You sigh. "It was amazing..." Your thighs squeeze together and you shiver a bit, still sensitive, a motion not lost on your partner. He grins cheekily at you.

"Round 2?"

"Just...just give me a few more minutes to catch my breath?"

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pokenimagines · 1 year

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SFW Arven | Headcanons | what kind of gifts would they like and how would they react to a surprise birthday party/what kind of party would they like (i feel like they may not be super into surprises but idk might be a toss up) feel free to choose one instead of addressing each of these

MINOR SCARVIO SPOILERS BELOW

I can see him being more or less confused by surprise parties, but not opposed to them. Mainly due to his background.

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SFW Arven: Surprise

You loved Arven to pieces; you were his little buddy. Due to this, you wanted to do something extra special for him on his birthday.

When you originally approached the idea of birthdays and asked Arven what he wanted to do, he just told you not to worry about it since he didn't care much about his own birthday.

When questioning him some more, you found out the cold hard truth. He hadn't celebrated his birthday in a very long time. Even when he lived with his parent, they would sometimes forget about it. Not on purpose, of course, they would just be too into their research.

Needless to say, it kind of ruined birthdays for Arven, and he didn't much care about celebrating his own. He'd be more than happy to do something for his friends, but not himself.

That's when your plan hatched with Nemona and Penny at your side. You were going to throw him a surprise party.

Nemona kept trying to say the best way to celebrate was with a surprise battle tournament, but both you and Penny had to shoot her down. This was for Arven, after all.

You managed to rope some of the staff in as well in the preparation. Mr. Saguaro had helped a lot with making some good foods for you guys to have for the party. Clavell even reserved the cafeteria just for the party so you guys had a big space.

You had asked to borrow Mabosstiff from Arven and put the pokemon in a little party hat.

When Arven came in, he was shocked to see the party poppers. All his friends were there, ready to celebrate the big day.

He was sheepish and scratched the back of his head, but admitted that Mabosstiff looked adorable in his party hat.

The party went well and by the end, when clean up was all done, Arven asked to speak with you privately.

He thanked you but you could see the tears threatening to leave his eyes as he did so. You did the only thing you could do, and it was to hug your friend and let him cry on your shoulder.

This was the first time in years he got to celebrate his birthday, and he was so grateful to have his friends there with him. He's just happy he was able to hold it together until the end and not cry in front of the others, how embarrassing would that be?

Arven swears he'll do something even better for your birthday, and it might have turned it into a bit of a competition between you two to try to one-up the other on birthday party throwing.

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verysmolspams · 1 year

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Pokémon Imagine: What if both you and Arven were traumatized, and in a relationship?

TW: mentions of trauma

As someone who is still processing trauma of my own, I think about this sometimes because poor Arven has had so much trauma in his life. What would handling trauma look like for the two of you?

Gn headcanons because I need to branch out more:

Depending on what that Trauma entails, you both handle it differently at first

Between the two of you you were lucky enough to have a therapist/supportive figure to walk you through some of it

Arven was not as lucky, so between the two of you, you are more likely to have coping strategies

You begin to pick up after Area Zero that he shuts himself away from the world when faced with relapses in trauma

You worry naturally, as one does, and visit him in the lighthouse

You find him a mess, and he’s to embarrassed to speak full sentences

He’s also crushed from the recent events, the poor boy

But that doesn’t matter to you, you love him so much

You help him clean up, wiping tears gently and very gently coaxing him towards self care tasks

You spend at least half the day in silence with him, other than some basic communications on where some spices are/where the soap is, etc. so the two of you can spend a day together just eating good food, cuddling, etc.

If you have coping strategies, you’ve offered them to him at the end of that day

Even when those don’t work, you can hold each other close if either of you has a response to trauma

Holding him is a comforting sign to him that you’re not going anywhere

Saying that also works too, but just being able to feel the comfort in your warmth is nice.

Words of assurance work well for him: he needs to hear that he’s valued and wanted

Occasionally Arven will find himself lost in the few memories of his parents

Just holding him and reminding him that he’s a good person helps him calm down

Reminders that it was not his fault what his parents did are very important: you know as well as anyone else who knows of his story, but sometimes he needs to hear it from someone who has actively been there for him (I.e. you)

Now when you have your first breakdown or trauma response, the poor thing panics internally

He follows your example in holding you gently

He will make you food, and at first he’s not sure why you are reluctant to eat until you explain to him how it affects your appetite

Next time he’ll wait a little bit before making your favorite food. He just wants you to feel loved and cared for

He learns to be very patient, listening to you when you talk about what’s hurting you

Will absolutely respect if you don’t want to talk about it, and will offer snuggles/a nap/ his Mabosstiff, or to go find a spot in Paldea to gaze at together

Validates your emotions 100%, even if he hasn’t experienced it himself

Snuggles/cuddles galore

If your trauma involves a past relationship, you best believe he’s going to be 100% more protective with you

He’d even fight the person in a Pokémon battle who hurt you if he found them: who dare hurt one of his best friends and partner?

“I love you so much, and you’re not a burden” is something you will hear often if you break down

Even if he’s not sure what to do, you will always see the gentlest care in his actions

He may even carry you to your bed so you can rest (all you need is to ask)

Gentle forehead kisses, and having a soft cloth to wipe your tears is a must for him

He just wants you to feel better; he loves you so much

He’s a sweetheart at the bottom of his core; will learn to do as much as he can to help you, even if it takes some time

Hope you all enjoyed!!!

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simp999 · 1 year

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All good things come to an end

Ship: Arven x GN!Reader

Series: Pokémon

Word count: 2.6k

A/N: Please bare with me in with the slow beginning, it gets better I promise

Warnings: A few short sentences that hint at Arven having an anxiety attack

Themes: Hurt/Comfort, fluff, friends to lovers, bit of angst

Taglist: @5centsanhour @ultranimallover33

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“Hey, would you like to hang out today?”

“I’m so sorry Arven, but I’m fully booked with fan meetups and interviews. We’ll have to try again sometime soon, okay?”

Alright, not a big deal. He can just try again some other time.

Arven hung up the phone and put on some more comfortable clothes, now deciding to stay in for the day. He had hoped to take you out to lunch today, so he dressed a little nicer than usual. It made sense that you were busy, being champion and all isn’t just about having battles and doing whatever you want. Mabosstiff looked up at him, a little disappointed since he liked spending time with your Pokemon, and was itching for a battle soon.

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“Hey buddy, are you down to go to the park? Mabosstiff wants to see you.”

He felt bad bugging you again only two days later, so he figured he’d try to persuade you with Mabosstiff.

“Ahh, I’ve got a battle with an important trainer from Kalos in a few minutes, and I hear she’s got a strong team. I’m not sure how long the battle will last, so I can’t make any promises for today. Sorry, Arven!”

No dice. Alright, maybe he just has to give more of a heads-up before meetings? It’s gotta work one of these days.

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“Hi again champ, wanna make sandwiches together on Wednesday?” He was hopeful about this one, planning all of it out.

“Oh! That sounds fun! Let me see my calendar- aw shoot, I’ve got lunch with Geeta where we plan on discussing some league things. I’m sorry Arven, maybe some other time?”

Arven had already planned all around that timing, not like he had much else to do, so he made an extra two sandwiches for later, just in case.

It couldn’t be that you were avoiding him, right? You two were so close and worked so well together while fighting the titans, you must really just have a busy schedule, right?

He ate his sandwich alone, never being able to clear his mind of your image.

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Arven was out shouting moves for his Pokemon to use the next time he saw you. He was close to calling out to you, but decided against it, remembering how it’s been lately with your busy schedule. To his surprise, as soon as you heard his comforting voice and caught sight of his unique hair, you ran right over to him, calling out his name. You didn’t catch the way his smile grew slightly bigger.

“Oh, hey! I figured you’d be busy today, what brings you here?”

“This is like, my only day off this week. It’s been terrible lately, not a minute to myself!” You keep complaining about how all of a sudden everybody needs you to make decisions for the league, to do interviews, make ads, try on stupid clothes, go to all these dumb meetings, and so on. The both of you take a seat on a bench nearby and you eventually get to mentioning that you came here to train, since you’re got a handful of trainers you have to battle soon. You absentmindedly begin to run your fingers through Mabosstiff’s fur.

Arven always loved how you cared so much for Pokémon, always treating them with respect and going out of your way to treat them with such care. He never missed the way you’d scratch behind Mabosstiff’s ear because you noticed that he really liked that, or how you’d always offer your Pokémon their favorite treats after trying new, difficult things or winning a hard battle. Or even when you’d offer to heal up a trainer’s Pokémon for them, and not be afraid to call out those who didn’t respect their own Pokémon. It seemed like it came so naturally to you, and Arven truly thinks you’re perfect Champion potential, even with all the complaining.

“Sorry about the rant, I’ve just been so pent up lately. How’ve you and Mabosstiff been? Taking good care of yourself?”

Your tone was so sincere, you definitely did care about him and thought of him as a friend, right? You surely couldn’t have been avoiding him with how honest you sound right now.

He begins your guys’ first actual conversation in weeks, glad to finally be able to catch up with you. You were always so hard-working, especially during the gym challenge and while taking down Team Star, so you ended up not having much time with Arven back then, either. Actually, the only time you ever did get to hang out with him was when you were battling for your lives against the Titans. At the odd time, he was able to get his eyes off of the danger in from of him and take a glance at you, while you were completely entranced in the battle. He could tell that that was all that was on your mind, and he probably barely existed to you in those moments.

The sandwiches afterward were another story though, savoring every bite and being sure to thank him and his godly sandwich-making skills over and over. He cherishes those moments with you. He didn’t get to see that wide smile after beating a Titan very often and adored the way you would sway from side to side a little when you were extra glad about how tasty his sandwich tasted.

But all good things come to an end eventually. With a short call from Geeta telling you about some rogue pokemon that was hurting people, you were off in seconds.

Arven comforted Mabosstiff after hearing a whine from him, sad that you left so quickly. Well, at least he was able to get a few minutes with you.

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The next time he tried to call, he was turned down immediately. Maybe you were on a call already? So he tried again a few minutes later, with the same outcome.

And again a few days later.

Same problem a week later.

And then two, then three. 'Why can’t I get ahold of you? Did I get blocked by you? Did you really hate that last meeting you had, and never wanted to talk to me again?' No no, that’s going way too far. But why, just why are you ignoring him? Maybe they just need some space, he thought. Arven put down his phone with a shaky hand, pulling his blankets back over him, ready to waste another day away. Mabosstiff comes to cuddle him, letting Arven bask in his warmth, hopefully gaining some kind of comfort. The stinging in his eyes may not express his gratefulness, but at least he has one buddy that always sticks around.

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Meanwhile, you’re in Galar, visiting for a few weeks to challenge their strongest trainers. There’s an event going on, and lots of strong trainers and champions are all meeting up. Your mind is completely occupied with planning out sentences for when you meet these people and coming up with strategies for when you battle these people. Leon’s Charizard knows a grass-type move, so using a rock-type might be good. Man, you also have to consider other stuff like abilities and what strategies your opponents might attempt. So bothersome. The time difference isn’t helping either, and all these new people are giving you a headache. You know that most of these people are going through the same things, but you’ve all gotta sit, smile and act professional.

You finally get back to your temporary hotel suite, hoping to get some rest for the day. But of course, with no time to yourself, you get a call from your Public Relations Team. They’re the people who are meant to promote and protect your brand. They also get to control ‘unwanted’ notifications. Without them, you’d be getting tens of thousands of notifications from whatever social sites and random people trying to text and message you. It turns out that there's this one person that has been trying to contact you, and one of the newbies thought that it was some rando. They’ve realized how grave their mistake is when the entire top three floors of the hotel can hear you shouting into your phone.

There’s a good chance that this decision may end your career as a Champion and may even get you banned from lots of places, but that isn’t even a thought in your mind right now.

You have to go see Arven now. Your face is burning with the frustration of a thousand suns, and the private jet’s pilot taking you home doesn’t even want to risk breathing wrong, or he might get thrown off.

Once you land, you have one of your bigger pokemon carrying you, running around Paldea as fast as possible while on the hunt for Arven. You’ve now calmed down and are now moreso in a state of panic rather than frustration, hoping that everything’s alright and everything is going on just as usual. You knew that he didn’t get lots of comfort growing up, and you knew that he didn’t have many- or even any- friends. You truly hope that he had just forgotten about you at this point. You’ve tried time and time again to call Arven, and nothing. You turned on your notifications and prayed to Arceus that he’d get back to you.

There he was. You had finally found him hours later. He was sitting at his picnic set up, feeding Mabosstiff the last piece of his sandwich. The biggest sigh of relief left you as you hurried over to him, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder, ready to explain and apologize to him.

Arven immediately recognizes the hand and stands up abruptly, feeling immediate anger bubble up within him. Swinging his arm forcefully to get your hand off of him, a yell leaves his mouth and he sends you flying.

He takes a step back to intake the situation and feels instant regret, his conscience getting back at him, telling him that you’re still a person too, and he has no reason to lash out at you like this.

Then he catches the watery look in your eye and how tears threaten to fall. 'Did I… did I hurt you? Why is it so loud all of a sudden? I hurt my closest, my only friend? Everything’s so bright, why do I feel nauseous? Did I hurt the only person who was ever even somewhat close to me? No, no, NO! Please don’t leave me, I didn’t mean to hurt you. Please, please stay with me. I need you. Please comfort me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for bugging you and being so annoying, I'm sorry for making you fight the Titans, I'm so sorry for-

Arven feels warm arms wrap around him. One goes up to pet the top of his head, while the other rubs circles on his back. He slumps into their body without any thought, his mind going blank. Gentle fingers continue to make their way through his hair, and the circles being drawn on his back don’t stop. It’s the only thing he can focus on right now.

With the softest voice you can muster, you begin to talk.

“Arven, sweetheart, I know I apologize often, but I mean it every time. And please, please accept this as my most sincere apology, I am so very sorry for not being here when you needed me most. I always wanted to spend time with you, but I let other things get in the way of that, and foolishly accepted that.”

You weren’t hurt by him, not at all. Well, on the outside at least. You felt so very bad emotionally for what you’ve put him through, and can’t bear it anymore. You take a deep breath in and encourage Arven to do the same. He slowly tries to accept the situation and sits on the ground. You sit on Arven’s lap and continue to hug him and run your fingers through his hair, then bring them to cradle his face in your palms as comfortably as you can, to make sure he’s completely focused on you. He absentmindedly rests his head in your palms and nuzzles into them.

“It’s okay, I’m here now. I will not leave you anymore. I’ll stay here for as long as you want me to.”

You let go of his chin and bring his head closer to you for a comforting hug, you sit there in silence.

Until the inevitable happens. You feel a vibration in your pocket and contemplate even taking it out to hang up. You end up letting go of Arven with a soft ‘sorry’, and your hand makes its way to your pocket.

'Hey, are you just trying to toy with my emotions? Is this really just going to happen all over again? Did everything you just say mean nothing to you?'

You take your phone out and answer on speaker. Geeta is fuming and insists that you must be at the champion dinner and that this is incredibly unacceptable and blah blah blah.

Without a care in the world, you utter your next sentence;

“Alright, sure… as long as I get to bring Arven as a date.”

The silence coming from the phone and Arven would be deafening if you even cared a little about what she’d say. Worst case scenario, she starts yelling at you through the phone and you hang up on her and continue to cuddle with Arven, or, best case scenario;

“Fine. Hurry back over to Galar, you should make it on time if you leave in less than an hour. That may give you time to get prepared for the dinner itself.”

As much as you want to stay and comfort Arven, you’d much rather bring him to the Champion dinner as a sign of rebellion. And as a sign of love towards Arven because you are bringing him as a date, but that’s not important.

You quickly stand up and offer your hand to Arven, silently asking him if he accepts your offer to this ‘date’. He grabs your smaller hand, and you’re off to pick out your nicest clothing and hurry over to Galar.

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You and Arven are at long last sitting down, picking away at the fancy food in front of you after such a hectic day.

“Finally.” Arven lets out a sigh of relief, everything that just happened eventually processing.

“Hm?”

“I hope this means we get to spend more time together.”

“I’ll make sure of it. I’ll apologize for being away so much and not being better, and I’m ending that cycle right now. I’ll be there for you whenever you need me, even if I’m just a phone call or text away. I was definitely clear about you being an important contact, so there’ll be no more mix-ups.” You try to lighten the mood, and also want to clarify how important he is to you. Maybe what you said wasn’t enough, let’s try that again.

“Hey.” Arven focuses on your serious expression, as well as the way your hands meet his.

“I’ve loved you this whole time, and I’m going to act on it now. I’ll hug you whenever you need me to, I’ll give you a kiss on the cheek whenever you want. If you need some words of comfort, I’m here.”

“...And if you want a date? Well, I’ll just have to clear my schedule.”

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4.5hrs

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hspr-21 · 1 year

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Arven x (GN) Reader Oneshot “I miss you.”

It had been a few days since you really talked to your boyfriend, Arven. The end of the first semester exams were creeping up quickly and you both knew it. The classes you shared with him were just busy studying and trying to make all the students remember everything. Even though Arven was a straight A student, he still continued to study hard. During lunches where you talked to you close friend group of you, Nemona, Penny and of course, Arven, he would hide himself away in either his dorm or the library, studying. You craved attention from him. The three were pretty much your only friends. Sure, there was a lot of friendly people in your classes. However, no one compared to them.

“Hey!” A girl with a long black ponytail with green strand poking out in the front lightly bopped your head as she called out to draw your attention. “You good?” Nemona greeted you with her usual soft and friendly smile as you lifted your head, dragging you completely out of your thought.

“Oh! Sorry Nemona. I kinda got lost in thought” Nemona’s smile grew as the words left your mouth. She knew exactly what you were thinking.

“Oooooh~! Do you miss you boyfriend~?” Nemona said in a mocking and singsong voice. Your face flushed a light shade a pink as you hide you face in your hands again.

“Nemona. Stop. You’re embarrassing them.” Penny said turning to Nemona, making eye contact. Nemona sighed a turned back to you. The noise of the cafeteria makes a great background noise to start thinking again. The start of Nemona and Penny’s conversation of the exams fit in as well. You just wanted to see your boyfriend. The day had been tiring. You wanted for school to be over so you could lie in your bed. Only two more periods to go. It’ll be over soon.

It was a few minutes until your final class ended. This was one of the classes with Arven. Throughout the period, you kept looking up at Arven, You missed him so much. You needed the semester exams to finish. You missed even the smallest conversations between the two of you.

Brrinnngg!

You were caught in your thoughts again. You quickly sat up as you put your textbooks in your bag. Slowly, the class emptied out as you finished and proceeded to walk out. Tonight would be a calm and lonely night. Once you got into your dorm, you threw your bag on the chair. You slipped out of your school uniform and into a comfortable outfit. It was a baggy hoodie and soft leggings. Walking over to the desk, you opened your bag and grabbed your rotom phone. On the top of your screen, there was a notification alerting you that you’d missed a message. It was from Arven. You quickly swiped up to see what he had sent.

“Hey, Y/N. Can you come over to my dorm?”

You started to type as fast as you could, replying a quick yes. You slid on your shoes and walked out of you dorm, eagerly heading to your boyfriend’s dorm. Once you got there, you knocked on the door. A second later, the door opened as Arven pulled you into a hug. “I missed you, Y/N.” You finally saw Arven’s flustered face as he let go of you. The two of you walked into his dorm as he closed the dorm. “I thought we could watch a movie together or something. I made us some dinner too. I made us (favorite food).”

That night, you and Arven finally spent some well deserved one on one time with each other. You laid in his arms that night. You slowly drifted to sleep. It was a Friday night. There would be another time to study. Now, let’s just focus on each other.

(Wow that pretty decent ig. Anyway bye fellow Arven simps!)

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sleepyfaequeen · 1 year

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Professor Turo Headcanons:

Requested: @acuityinnovations

Characters: Professor Turo x reader

Contains: fluff

Warnings: none

• Being a well renowned Professor within Paldea can be stressful so Turo is honestly thankful when you come by Area Zero just to give him his favorite sandwich or dinner. He always feels happy to see you've made time to see him. He forgets that he's given you a keycard to enter. You had found out about his eating habits and scolded him on it. The microwave is barely used these days, thanks to you. He really does love your fresh meals.

• He feels very lucky to meet you after his divorce with Sada. He didn't think he'd have another partner after that woman. He always heard after a first marriage that it'd be hard to find another relationship so when he wasn't even thinking of a possibility in another relationship you've somehow poked his interest.

• A thing Turo loves about you is how curious you are about his work. You're rather innocent in his eyes and he does love the interesting questions or opinions you have of things, along with Pokemon themselves. You give him possible ideas for the future. Something his previous love wasn't as interested in the long run.

• He was always afraid of you're reaction of knowing he had a son. You were younger than him by a few years and he didn't want you to feel doubtful of yourself, let alone nervous that you were entering a once taken man. He was also afraid that Arven would act out- it was a normal reaction after all. But thankfully, Arven was so polite and you listened to his son's nonsense talk. He found it adorable how you would nod your head and talk. You were much more of a natural than he could ever be.

• He loves it when you rub his shoulders, it takes the tension off him. He especially loves it when you run your fingers through his hair. He loves feeling you're lips against his temple, down the side of his face and finally meeting his lips(No, the beard is not going away- get use to it).

• When you're ever feeling down he tends to give you a flirty comment or rather a lame pun with this side grin, eyebrow raise- just to see your reaction. It always gets him a slap on the chest and a roll of your eyes. But he always likes to see that small smile when you look away.

• He once caught you and Ai Turo talking alone in one of the lab rooms. He wasn't spying but he saw how you embraced it. Turo wouldn't tell you the next day why he was pouting- maybe sulking. But he was definitely on the verge of giving up his life's work for this one moment. Thankfully, you knew it wasn't Turo because the Ai talked a certain way and when you embraced it- "it felt cold." Turo felt so relieved that day he asked you to marry him.

#professor turo #turo pokemon #x reader #headcanons #headcanon #pokemon #pokemon fanfiction #arven fanfic #arven my beloved #ai turo #fanfic #scenarios #fluff #pokemon violet #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon violet x reader

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smallpawedbear · 1 year

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Calm After Storm

Arven x GN reader Comfort

Romantic Fluff and comfort FanFic

No use of Y/N

Crying and overwhelming situation

comfort and cuddling

cooking

communication

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It was another long day for you, filled with endless lectures, meetings, and assignments that seemed to stretch on forever. By the time you made it back to Arven's dorm room, you were completely drained. The tears that had been threatening to spill over all day finally broke free as you reached for the door handle.

You tried to swallow back the lump in your throat and calm your breathing before opening the door. You didn't want Arven to see you like this.

But as soon as you walked into the room, you knew you couldn't hold back the tears any longer. Arven was already asleep in his bed, his soft breathing filling the room with a comforting rhythm. You slipped out of your shoes and tiptoed over to his bed, feeling the tears spill down your cheeks.

You crawled under the covers, still sniffling and trying to hold back your sobs. You tried to take deep breaths, but the weight of the day was just too heavy.

Suddenly, you felt Arven stir beside you. You turned your head to see him looking at you with concern. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice still groggy with sleep.

You tried to speak, but a sob caught in your throat. Arven didn't need any more explanation. He simply pulled you into his arms, holding you close as you cried.

His warmth and the strength of his embrace were exactly what you needed. You clung to him as the sobs wracked through your body. You felt his hand stroking your hair and his lips pressing gentle kisses to the top of your head.

As your tears finally began to slow, Arven pulled back slightly to look at you. "What's been bothering you?" he asked softly.

You took a deep breath and tried to explain the stresses of your day. The overwhelming workload, the pressure to perform well, and the frustration of feeling like you were falling short. Arven listened attentively, his hand still caressing your hair.

"I'm sorry," you said, feeling embarrassed for breaking down like this.

"Don't be sorry," Arven said, cupping your face in his hands and looking into your eyes. "You don't have to hide your emotions from me. I'm here for you."

His words brought you a measure of comfort, and you leaned into him, grateful for his understanding. He held you close, his hand tracing gentle circles on your back as you cried out your fears and frustrations.

Finally, your tears began to slow, and you looked up at Arven, feeling grateful for his presence. You couldn't remember ever feeling this vulnerable with anyone before, but with him, it felt safe.

"Thank you," you whispered, feeling the weight of the day start to lift off your shoulders.

Arven leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. "Don’t ever worry about it," he said, before pulling you close again and settling back into the pillows.

You snuggled in beside him, feeling his warmth and his steady breathing lull you into a sense of calm. His strong arms held you close, and you felt his chest rising and falling in a comforting rhythm.

As you lay there, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the bond you shared with Arven. He was your safe place. You knew that no matter how hard the day got, he would be there to hold you up and remind you that you were capable of anything.

As you drifted off to sleep, wrapped up in his embrace, you knew that tomorrow would be a new day.

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The next morning, you woke up feeling more refreshed than you had in days. The weight of the previous day's stresses seemed to have lifted, and you felt grateful for Arven.

He was still sleeping soundly beside you, his arm draped over your waist. You watched him for a moment, taking in the gentle rise and fall of his chest, before deciding to get up and start the day.

You slipped out of bed and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. As you washed your face and brushed your teeth, you felt a sense of calm and confidence wash over you. You knew that the day ahead would have its own challenges, but you also knew that you had the strength to face them.

When you emerged from the bathroom, Arven was awake and watching you from his bed. He smiled at you, his eyes full of affection. "Good morning," he said.

"Morning," you replied, feeling a small smile tug at the corners of your lips.

Arven got up and joined you in the small kitchen area of his dorm room. He started making breakfast, and you watched him with admiration. There was something comforting and satisfying about the way he moved around the kitchen, preparing food with a sense of purpose and ease.

As you sat down to eat, you felt a sense of contentment settle over you. The food was delicious, but it was more than that. It was the feeling of being cared for, of being supported, of having someone in your corner no matter what.

After breakfast, you gathered your things and prepared to head out. Arven walked you to the door, his hand in yours. "Are you going to be okay?" he asked, his eyes full of concern.

You nodded, feeling a sense of determination settling over you. "Yeah," you said. "I've got this. And if anything comes up, I know I can talk to you."

Arven smiled, squeezing your hand. "You know you can always count on me," he said.

As you walked away from his dorm room, you felt a sense of gratitude for the love and support you had in your life. The challenges ahead might be difficult, but with Arven by your side, you knew you could face them head-on.

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realrizzmaster · 1 year

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plz more arven contwnt

arven literally consumes my every single waking and sleeping thought. i cant do this anymore he is just too perfect and incredible. i need more arven content PLEASE i am STARVING please feed me. writers please write more arven please i’m so hungry i am starving over here help me. i need sustenance. please i am so hungry. please help me.

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snailsaxophone · 1 year

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Sick - Arven x Reader

Fluff, Gender neutral pronouns, no use of y/n

It was a typical January day, bleak, dark, nothing to look forward too, and everyone was sick. Winter break seemingly weakened everyone’s immune system, and it was only a matter of time before something went around the school. This time, it was a nasty strain of streptococcus, otherwise known as strep throat.

Arven, being a health freak, seemed unaffected by the strain. Penny never left her room enough to get sick, and that just leaves you and Nemona. You two were walking together when she mentions that she doesn’t feel well, apologizing profusely that she’s so sorry she can’t battle you right now. After that she seems to disappear. So that leaves you infected.

So here you were, lying in your dorm room, sick as hell. Nemona was also sick and quarantined, and Penny didn’t want to come within 30 feet of someone who’s sick. Man, this was the worst. Luckily, Arven cares about you enough to not let you wither away in bed. As you struggle to get out of bed come Wednesday morning, you see a text from Arven.

Arven : Hey lil buddy, how you holding up?

You : not great, i think nemona got me sick :(

Arven : Yeah I heard. You’ve got a fever?

You : i didn’t even check, i don’t even wanna get out of bed

Arven : Stay there, Im coming over.

Before you even had time to protest, you heard a knock on your door. It was Arven, with a bottle of medicine and a thermometer in hand, Mabostiff running up to you. “Here, put this under your tongue.” He says, handing you the thermometer as he gets a glass of water for you. “Mmhanks.” You mutter back, still half asleep. The thermometer makes a small beeping noise and Arven rushes over, and lets out a sigh.

“You’ve got a fever.” He takes the thermometer from you, and places his hand on your forehead. There’s a concerned look on his face, one similar to when Mabostiff didn’t improve after the fourth Herba Mystica. Him being so close to you makes you blush. “Is there anything you need? Ive got the Tylenol right here for you, do you need tissues? Blankets? A washcloth?” He asks, and before you can ever process what he just asked there’s a damp towel on your head. Damn, that feels nice. You notice him checking the time. “I’ve got to go to class, all those days skipping are really catching up to me now” He lets out a sign. “I’ll come back whenever I get a break, but if you need anything text me and I’ll be right up. Mabostiff will be here to look after you too.” You nod. It’s strange, Arven is usually happy and joking around (except during the events of Area Zero, but that’s a completely different case.) It’s odd seeing him act so concerned for someone, he’s only ever acted this way towards Mabostiff.

You quickly fall back asleep, Mabostiff curled up right next to you. The next thing you know, there’s a smell of home cooked food and light shining in through the blinds. This would be such a peaceful moment if you didn’t feel like shit. You open you eyes to see Arven in you kitchen cooking one of your favorite, yet light meals. “You doing ok lil buddy?” He asks, as if he was reading your mind. “I feel like a victorian child. I fear I make not make it through the winter.” you joke in your best Galarian accent, causing both of you to let out a small chuckle. Arven brings you your food and places his hand on you forehead once again, then to your check. “You’re still warm..” He says, concern filling his eyes. “I know you’re probably not hungry, but try to eat what you can. I’ll get you a popsicle when you’re done too.

You start slowly eating your food as arven site besides you and catches you up on what you missed today. You slept through all your classes, as it was 3 in the afternoon. Apparently Arven stopped back during his lunch break while you were sleeping. It’s nice to have this company.

The two of you spent the evening playing video games, watching YouTube, and resting up. You joked that Arven acted like your mother, and Arven joked you got sick like a little kid. As the night came to an end, Arven insisted on staying, damn he really must be worried about you. He drew you up a nice warm and as you bathed he changed your sheets. He wanted to sleep on the floor, and of course after all he’s done for you, you dragged him up onto the bed with you. The two of you ended up falling asleep, hand in hand, watching those reddit videos with text to speech robotic voice.

A/N : sorry this is so rushed, just realized i have honors band next week and freaking out cause i didn’t even look at the music yet lmao. so ending is a lil rushed sorry. kinda wanna write something for penny next, if i can ever get over this arven brainrot. might do something for volo if volo fans still exist.

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elliehearts · 1 year

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Some ideas that I want to share with you ( and maybe it can help you write the fic) Because your writing is awesome! And I hope you understand my poor English.

Arven shows this yandere-ness, telling the reader that they are his treasure and should lock them up in his dorm in case anyone steals them away.

The reader (who, surprisingly was not scared) puts their hand on arven cheeks, saying that arven is their treasure and they love every different side of him and how much they love traveling and going on an adventure with him. ( basically the reader is saying that arven is a gem/diamond that shine most beautifully under the sun and not in a dark room)

And arven just melt and feel loved.

Ay sii, It would be so sweet to see Arven melt by love. 🥰

I’m sorry if it’s too short 😅

Easy to blush.

Yan!Arven x reader

You were in Arven’s room cooking and making a mess, your boyfriend is showing you some recipes so that your pokemons can eat of luxury.

You were both having a good time, enjoying each other’s company. Arven hugged you by the back resting his cheek on your head, he gave you tenderness and you wanted to hug him back but you had your hands with flour, you didn’t want to get him dirty so you just laughed as affection. “Do you want me to tell you something?” Arven whispered sweetly to you. “Of course, tell me.” You answered him playfully, you like it when he tell you nice things, it cheered up your day. “You, (Y/N), you are my precious treasure.” You gave an “aw” as an answer and you were going to tell him something else but he interrupted you. “That’s why I want to tie you up and locked you here forever.” You turned your head to look at him with surprised and he looked at you with dark eyes. “You are my world, my life, my treasure. I can’t let anyone take you away from me.” His grip became stronger and stronger as if you were going to disappear at any moment. “I can’t lose you. You’re mine.”

There was a silence for a few seconds, you turned around and put your two hands with flour on his cheeks. Arven opened his eyes like a plate, showing a sparkle in them. “There it is, the brightness in your eyes that I like so much, It’s like seeing a bluish-green diamond.” You moved your fingers to caress him leaving a trace of flour. “I like to spend time with you, go on an adventures and cuddle while we watch a movie. I like you just the way you are, you’re my treasure too. So don’t worry, I won’t leave your side. It’s a promise.” You smiled at him showing him that you were telling the truth, you love him with all your heart, regardless of his flaws.

Another silence abounded in the room, Arven wanted to say something but his words didn’t come out. He was so impressed by your reaction, so relaxed and cute, that you were killing him inside. He had his mouth open and his face was red like a tomato, boiling like a pot. Actually, he always gets like this when you give him a compliment or when you remind him how much you love him. You also like that about him, despite being possessive or obsessive with you, It’s very easy to blush. Arven covered his face with his hands, tried to hide his shameful expression but you had already seen it, that’s why you were laughing. “S-Shut up!” “I love you~” You kissed him on the knuckles of his hands. “… I love you too”

#arven #arven fanfic #arven pokemon #arven x reader #pkmn arven #yandere #pokemon scarlet and violet #arven being cute #soft yandere

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arvensimp · 1 year

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Arven and the reader trying to take care of a baby pokemon, and arven starts imagining him, and the reader is like a family taking care of a baby.

I've said this a thousand times and I'll say it a thousand times more, I'm WEAK for baby fics.

I hope this kinda works for you? It's not exactly the request but I hope it's sufficiently fluffy.

Baby Mine

Arven x reader (no gendered pronouns are used to describe the reader), discovering a pokemon egg!!

"Hey, uh... Arven?"

"Yeah?" Arven calls back to you without looking up from where he's currently doting upon Mabosstiff.

"Uhm...." You heft up the pokemon egg that you just plucked from your picnic basket.

With no further context from you, Arven looks up from his pokemon, and his eyes go wide.

"Oh, what the hell." He says, sounding more exasperated than anything. "Where'd that come from?"

You sigh. "Some of our pokemon must've, uh..." You blush a bit. "Y'know..."

Arven stands and puts his hands on his hips. "Shit, uh..." He clears his throat softly. "Is there any way to tell, er... Who the parents are? This has never happened with just my team on its own."

You gently prop the egg on your waist and take a seat on a stump. "Same with me. Give me a minute. I'm not overly familiar with breeding tactics. Lemme see which of our pokemon might be..." You wince a bit. "Compatible?"

One Bulbapedia search later, and Arven is staring down Mabosstiff.

"C'mon, bud! Really?!" He says. "That's hardly polite behavior. We owe a lot to those two, ya know? Is that any way to thank either of them?"

Mabosstiff only gives him a cheeky sneer and a loud boof.

Meanwhile, you're down on your Dachsbun's level. "Girl! This is trainerless behavior and not becoming of a Paldean champion! C'mon! At least make him buy you dinner first!" Your tone is entirely lighthearted, and Dachsbun doesn't even look sorry. There isn't a thought behind her eyes.

Arven tries to stifle a snort. "For what it's worth, /I've/ given her plenty of dinners. Does that count?"

"Nope. Mabosstiff needs to step up. He's a father now."

"I can't believe you're not taking this more seriously." Arven says, attempting to grow more sincere.

You pick the egg back up from where you'd gently placed it down on the ground, and stroke the shell tenderly.

"I'm taking it seriously enough," You defend. "It's just...not worth being too upset over, I think..." A soft smile graces your features. "Accidents happen, and goodness knows we both know how to look after a pokemon, right? This should be fine? It's just a sweet little baby..."

You press your cheek to the egg and smile into it. "You'll be a great little friend!" You tell it.

Arven's heart lurches at the sight. He imagined how you'd look holding a little human baby instead, and it's nearly too much.

"C-Can I...?" He asks, holding out both of his hands tentatively.

"Sure!" You pass the egg off to him.

At the exchange, Mabosstiff and Dachsbun both approach just to keep an eye out.

Arven holds the thing like it's...well, like it's exactly as precious as it is. His eyes go a little glassy as he looks it over.

"H-Hi..." He says softly to the egg, rubbing little circles into the shell with his thumbs. "Uh... I'm Arven..."

You snicker softly.

"You're gonna be a grandpa!"

Arven rolls his eyes. "Yeah, well what does that make you, genius?"

"A loving and doting trainer and grandtrainer."

"Mhmm." Arven humors you, then goes to sit, delicately holding the egg in his lap.

"I guess we need to figure out...uh...custody?"

You laugh lightly and scooch closer, so you can keep a hand on the egg while it's still within his grasp. Arven blushes, but you miss it.

"I mean...we can just stick close by?" Dachsbun crawls up beneath your hand and barks. "I imagine these two will want to be around no matter what." You nod to both pokemon. "I don't really have anything major going on. You?"

Arven shrugs. "Not really..."

So you stay close by. Rather than continue traveling terribly far though, the two of you decide to make your way back to the Poco Path Lighthouse. You and Arven swap holding the egg the whole way there.

It gives Arven butterflies watching you carry the thing, so gentle and sweet. You talk to it like it's already a fully hatched pokemon and can talk back, and it's just so endearing it makes his stomach tie in knots.

At one point on the walk back, you gasp loudly.

"Arven!" You cry.

"What?!" He jolts, quickly turning back to you, fully expecting the worst.

"Look, look, look! Come feel!" You hold the egg out to him with a grin, and Arven gingerly takes it.

He's silent for one...two...three long moments before the egg jostles in his hands.

"O-oh my god," He chokes out, smiling wide. "You're getting strong in there, huh, buddy?"

You laugh. "It's gonna be a strong little one, that's for sure!"

Arven holds the egg tightly from there for the rest of the trip back.

You let Mabosstiff and Dachsbun out of their balls once you're inside the lighthouse. Mabosstiff immediately runs over to an old pokemon bed and starts boofing.

Dachsbun follows over and steps into the bed, circling it several times before making a little donut shape and barking.

Arven places the egg with her, and she curls up around it, then Mabosstiff curls up around her.

"Aww..." You kinda wanna cry at the sight of it. "Do you have any blankets for them?" You ask, leaning against Arven. Without thinking, he leans back into you just a bit.

"I'll see what I can find."

Arven leaves for just a moment, and you squat down to pat the dogs' heads. "You guys are gonna do such a good job, huh? You're gonna be a mommy and daddy!"

You continue spouting sweet nothings at them, and Arven just watches from the doorway, smiling at the scene for a minute before he kneels next to you, offering some little blankets and towels to the pair.

"You guys wanna build a nest?"

Mabosstiff boofs and takes the blankets in his mouth then slowly moves to start nuzzling blankets around Dachsbun and the egg.

You and Arven stand.

"Guess we'll just...leave them to it..?"

"Uh, yeah. I guess so. I can make us some food in the mean time?" Arven tells you.

"Sounds good! Hehe, you'll be a great grandtrainer, ya know?" You tell him with a cheeky grin and a friendly pat on his upper arm.

Arven blushes. "Uh...yeah. Y-you too..."

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