Hey!
I decided to split this into 2 parts.
Tysm, for requesting. This has been one of my favourites i've written. Thank you for the base plot! @DWDTfangirl
Sorry for the wait, i hope you enjoy. ❤️
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Hano beach, my pride and joy.
The sun scorched above as cool water splashed everywhere, dampening my skin. What a delight it was for the liquid to ease my body in to a period of euphoria.
The crystal clear waters with a slight salty tinge to them bursted with nostalgia and everlasting pleasure.
I sighed in satisfaction, submerging underwater to relax my burning muscles. When i reached the surface i then began watching the waves rippling, overlapping one another fluidly.
I love it here. Nothing could ever outcompete my job.
Being a Pokemon rescuer isn't always the most peaceful, in fact, i found the stress of it excruciating. However, moments like these is what made it worth it.
Snapping me out of my trance was my most recent rescue.
"wailmerrrrr!"
I squealed at the humongous splash he sent me, causing me to tumble over in the deep sea. My hands went scrambling with my legs upside down, as if i was in a washing machine, which was the latest model for those technology-crazed adults, who replaced their gadgets monthly.
Getting up, i pouted at the sheepish Pokemon in front of me, giggling.
A devilish smirk replaced my sour features as i swam up to Wailmer. "THATS IT!" i roared at the colossal creature.
"wail?-"
The Pokemons questioning call was sharply cut off by the accumulation of fresh water being splattered all over its face. Wailmer's beady black eyes widened at the sudden contact.
"IN YOUR FACE!" I stuck my tounge out, swimming even closer to Wailmer.
"wailll!" Wailmer beamed, calming down. It was so empowering to know i could have the privilege and skills, able to gift happiness to these Pokemon, despite their tough past.
Again, I love my job...and nothing could ever top it.
Little did i know, somebody else was also admiring and relishing the fun of my job...well- more specifically, admiring me.
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James POV
After what felt like an eternity, i began to awake. My ligaments ached harshly, my mind was still spinning and to top it off i was roasting.
I groaned in pain, sluggishly slumping upwards on the palm tree behind me, massaging my neck to ease the harm.
fragmented memories of previous events came colliding suddenly, fitting episodically like a jigsaw puzzle.
ah...yeah. I went blasting off again... i thought, not having the energy or will to project my brains whispering.
blasting offffff
always.that Pikachu is sly
Reminiscing only makes me even saltier and i figured i might as well distract myself whilst waiting for Jessie or Meowths arrival.
I felt ashamed to be relying on them, but my body was in no fit state to move. Mentally, i also wasn't fit to embark on a regrouping mission.
i'm sick of thinking...
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POKEBOYS X READER (REQUESTS OPEN NOW 2020!) still working on it
Romanceheyyy! so i'm doing a mini series (MY FIRst one :0) of pokeboys x reader BECAUSE THEY UNDERRATED AF! and i love pokemon requests are open, feel free to comment pls be nice c: i'm still doing this, so PLEASEEE I NEED IDEAS