One Shots of your fave Trainers of the Pokemon world from around the region's! Requests open and for everyone! I don't know quite a few characters so if they are out of character, you know I just used Wikipedia.
EVERYONE STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING AND GO FOLLOW PokemonGladion FOR REQUESTING THIS BECAUSE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I AM SO HAPPY AND QUESTION TIME!!!
What kind of fanfiction do you prefer so I know what to write more of? Like, fluff, angst, normal....smut.... I don't do smut, sorry. If you request a lemon I'll find a way around it. Sorry.
THIS IS THE SMILE THSR CURES CANCER OMG
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STORYTIME AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA FLUFF
You hug Stufful close to your chest as you follow the pink haired Captain of Meleemelee to his home in Hau'oli. Why? He asked you over and you're too polite to turn down an invitation. You wanted to come, but you didn't think you deserved it.
"This way, (Your name)."
Over his shoulder he flashed you a smile that cured cancer. You melted on the inside and the Bear Pokemon in your arms squealed in delight at seeing the normal type trainer beam at him.
You kept walking along the streets behind him, the moon glimmering along with the stars, u I'll you reach a large mansion. You glance around nervously. He had a pool and his house had to have at least three stories!
"Here we are, this is my humble abode! You ready to enter, my dear?"*author-Chan boops her own nose do to an agreement. Every time Ilima says "my dear" in a fanfic you have to Boop your own nose. Take the challenge if you dare.
My dear? It sounds so....seductive. His voice makes it all the more better. You think to yourself and flush a light pink, just one shade darker than the hair on History perfect head. At seeing this under the moonlight made him chuckle. He clicked open the door and held it open.
"Ladies first, my dear." Boop.
There he goes again. You smile politely and enter the home. You gasp at the high ceiling and the exclusive furniture. A woman comes in front of you.
"Young master, you brough a girl home? The Master will be pleased. Shall I take your hat and bag, Miss?"
He has a maid?! You couldn't speak. You couldn't even give a polite smile. You just stared in shock. Ilima chuckled softly to himself again. He really was a top tenor gentleman.
"Ah, Maria. I'm afraid she isnr used to being catered. Give her time, please. Now, my dear, would you like her to take your hat and bag? Don't worry, they'll be kept safe."Boop
You looked between him and Maria. You couldn't even function. Just knowing he had this background made him seem even better. He could have turned out to be a snobbish brat but no, he was this polite trial captain with a passion for Pokémon battling. He was a literal prince.
