Pokémon x Reader

Old Men (Human!Arceus x Reader)

You were taking a nice and relaxing walk in the park. The sun was beginning to set, the park was deserted. All was well, you were calm and relaxed, a huge difference between your usual behavior. Life was good, Pidgeys were singing, wild Pokemon played in the trees and grass. Or, excuse me, all was well until a white haired man who looked a little older than you slammed into you.

"MOVE, PEASANT!" He shoved his way past you, making you fall onto the cement ground hard. His white coat flew wildly and slapped you in the face. Your eyes widened in surprise, then narrowed. This man thinks he's 'oh so almighty', huh? Who does he think he is to just shove you? Scoffing, you stood up, brushing the rocks and pebbles off your clothes.

"Ex-CUSE me, mister! Who are YOU calling peasant?" You yelled at the retreating figure of the strange guy. He froze, and looked back at you harshly. "How dare you raise your voice at me! Don't you know who I am?" The white haired man stomped up to you, thumped his chest proudly, and stared you down, but you stood tall, holding your head high.

"I can do what I want to! Anyway, of course I don't know who you are, old man!" You spit at the man, crossing your arms across your chest. He scoffed, flipped his hair hotly and turned sideways. "Oh, (Y/N), you don't want to mess with me," He looked at you through his perpetual vision. "How do you know my name?" You took a step back from the guy, curiosity and horror was written all over your face.

He yawned, looking at his nails. You tapped your foot impatiently. "Speak at once, peasant!" You commanded him in a fail voice imitation of his.

"Hum, I don't know," He drummed a finger on his chin, acting like he was thinking hard. "Maybe I'M THE GOD OF ALL POKEMON?" He shot back, glowering at you. Suddenly, you both froze. After a minute, you chuckled, rolling your (E/C) eyes. "Yeah, yeah, keep dreaming old man. You are NOT the Pokemon god, the Pokemon god is an awesome, formal, and nice POKEMON, unlike you, a immature and mean HUMAN!" Smirking at the guy, who looked a little offended but mostly angry, he exploded.

"(Y/N), your behavior is unacceptable! You will be punished! Ha, you better beg Arceus for forgiveness!" The not-so-godly god flipped you off, swished his weird outfit, and walked away. You laughed loudly, watching the guy stomp away. "Your behavior is unacceptable my ass! It's my life, I can do what I want to!" He didn't turn back. Heck, he didn't even hear you. The man was just planning what he was going to do.

You turned around, wanting to be angry, but you are not a person to hold a grudge for long, so you just forgave him, the complete opposite that you wanted to.

You were walking home, the sun set all the way and it was pitch black, the streetlamps illuminated the pavement. The temperature changed drastically; it went from high 70's F to low 40's F. Shivering, you rubbed your bare arms with your numb fingers. Your (F/C) sandals slapped loudly on the ground as you walked down the sidewalk of your quiet neighborhood. "Ugh, is this karma? Next time I shouldn't pick fights with old men," You mumbled. "Maybe I somehow offended Arceus?" You pondered, but decided against it in the end.

Reaching your home, you reached in your potted plant for the spare key to your house. Feeling around, you couldn't feel the familiar cold metal of the key. Panicking, you tried opening your front door, just in case you left it unlocked. It was locked. You froze, then kicked your door in frustration.

"Dammit, I really shouldn't pick fights with old men!" You sank in front of your door all the way to the ground, the thought of getting in your house through your garage door slipped your mind. Hugging yourself, trying to keep warm, you felt like you were being watched. Twitching uncomfortably, you looked around for anyone, but it was too dark. "I wish I had night vision," sighing, cold and tired, you leaned your head against the door just fell asleep on the ground, your mind filling with self-pity and loathing.

An hour passed, and Arceus was walking down your street to check if his plan was successfully carried out. Stopping in front of you house, he frowned.

"God, this girls is stupid," Arceus shook his head, looking at your sleeping form. Pulling out a blanket out of thin air, he walked over to you, as a human. "I may be the god of Pokemon, but it doesn't mean I can kill off people just like that," The white haired boy grumbled, throwing the blanket over you. You were snoring, snot bubbles popped, drool cascaded down your chin.

He cringed, looking at you in disbelief. "Oh my, (Y/N)," Arceus turned to leave, but heard you mumble something. Looking back at you, he heard the words, "Screw... you... Ar... ceus..." You turned on your side, snoring. He glared at you, clearly offended. Taking a good look at you, Arceus forgot all about the insult you mumbled unconsciously.

Even with the obnoxious snoring, snot, and drool, you still had the nerve to look cute. Your long (H/C) lashes fluttered, your cute mouth curved into a small grin. Arceus was staring, he forgot everything. Taking in your features, he sighed.

After a good two minutes, he snapped out of it. "God dammit!" The god swore his name some more in vain as a deep red shade took over his features. "U-ugh!" He walked away, blushing like mad.