Mixed oneshots!

Trish x Pokemon Gym Leader! Reader

A/n: Heavy homophobia and you and trish are 18

I picked him up and ran. "Allister come on we've got to leave!"

"Where are we going?" He asked gripping onto me.

"Somewhere safe, where no one can hurt us," I huffed. My feet pounding against the grass.

"I thought home was safe?" He asked.

"No, no it wasn't," I said, the moonlight glistening above our heads. There was a quietness for a awhile. Well, expect the sound of a bag hitting my back and sticks breaking under my dirty tennis shoes. I cam to the stow en side gym, knocking on its big doors.

Paxton, who was the gym leader here, opened the door, "(Y/n)? Is that you? What are you doing here at this time of night?"

"I'm sorry if im disturbing you but," I was cut off.

"My child, what is that on your cheek?" I put down Allister.

I looked to Allister, he looked so scared, "I-its," I took deep breath, "I'm fine Allister, I'm okay, can we just please come inside?"

"Of course my children, come rest your heads, it must have been a long trip here," He opened the door wider, ushering us. He looked out the doors, glancing side to side. We set Allister to bed for the night. Then Paxton sat me down, "So, what's wrong?" I looked to Allister, just to make sure, "He's asleep (Y/n)." He reassured me.

I tucked my hands in my legs, "I came out to my parents," I started crying, "They said no one would never love me, then they slapped me and told me to get out. So, I took Allister with me and escaped." I was completely sobbing.

Paxton pulled me into his chest, "Oh (Y/n), I'm sorry that happened. How about I make you and Swablu one of the strongest teams out there!"

"Yeah! Because then i'll be able to protect Allister!" I whipped my tears.

"There's the spirit!" He quietly cheered.

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I grew up there instead with Paxton training Allister and I. As Paxton was in old age he announced his retirement and appointed me the new gym leader. (Y/n) the flying type gym leader. I was strong with my team of a level 36 altaria, level 34 Corvisquire, Level 34 Noibat and level 35 Drifblim lastly level 34 Noctowl. Sure Noibat and Corvisquire aren't at their fullest potential but were getting there! Paxton was sticking around because he was our garidian and he was training Allister and his Gengar. I was coming back from a battle when I heard running footsteps, this was common as I was somewhat famous now.

"Hey! Look its the Fagot!"

My eyes widen, "What?" They were a little older, stronger too.

"Grab her!" I couldn't remember much after that.

When I awoke, i was in a dumpster somewhere, I tried to get up, my left arm limp. I fell back into the dumpster with a yelp. I started crying, calling for help. About an hour later, there was the sounds of sirens and cop car lights. They lifted me out of the dumpster. The bright lights in my face, I tried to shield my face. Everything that night was a blur. The questioning, the ride in the ambulance, the oxygen mask on my face, the hospital stay. Everything was a haze.

I remember Paxton coming to my side in the hospital, "(Y/n)! Where were you! I was so worried!" All I could do was just look at him, I started to cry. "Oh sweetheart," He held me and rocked me.

"Hows Allister?" I asked.

"I told him you went training," He said running his fingers through my hair.