Pokémon one shots (M reader x Various)

A rose for you, my love (Rosa)

Y/n x Rosa

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The crisp air of Sinnoh filled Y/n's lungs, only for the teen to cough and splutter a second later, shivering slightly from how underdressed he was, recalling the fact that he hadn't read a single brochure about Sinnoh, only that something as supposed to be happening soon, and it involved a Mystical Pokémon. There was many things noticeable about Y/n, the Pokéballs hanging off of his belt, the slight stubble growing on his chin, and the fact that he was completely lost.

"Not all who wander are lost." Wisely hummed Y/n, gazing across the snow filled mountains in front of him, Abomasnow, Snover, and other various ice types walked undisturbed below him, though the occasional Pokémon was unfortunate to slip on a patch of ice. "But I certainly am." Weakly whined Y/n, adjusting his belt, which was digging into his hip, before taking his phone out of his pocket, and checking his exact location and time. 

Route: 217/Time: 19:38

Something slapped the back of Y/n's head, making the teen groan in annoyance at the continuous abuse he had been receiving for the last week, making the teen give a light glare at the Pokémon resting on his shoulder. Ralts, the egg he had been gifted for doing a favor, had had hatched just two days ago, quickly becoming a unique member on the team, who had a few nasty habits.

"If you teleport me again, I swear I'll make you walk for the rest of your life." Calmly threatened Y/n, sick of being caught in an avalanches of Geodudes, and also couldn't help but shudder at the Zubat hoard that had chased him more that a few kilometers. "See, our communication can be more than puffins and teleporting." Happily chuckled Y/n, only to look at his left shoulder, and see the glare that Ralts was giving him, a devious on her face as she began glowing with psychic powers.

"Ra!" Happily cheered Ralts, Y/n hoped that Ralts was being kind enough to teleport him somewhere safe, but Y/n had a rapid sinking suspicion that it wasn't true case, and then Y/n saw his Pokémon raise up both of her small hands, only to touch his shoulder a second later.

(Location change)

Blue eyes narrowed slightly, as Y/n pursed his lips, the temptation to physically throw Ralts off of his shoulder, back into the snowdrift was immeasurable, yet the better part of his conscience decided not too. A shiver wracked his body, making the teen groan slightly as he reached down towards his belt, selecting the regular Pokéball on the left section of his belt, before opening it.

"Sorry Magmortar, Ralts is back at it again, and I think my left nut has frozen over now." Annoyedly grumbled Y/n, already feeling the heat rushing off of Magmortar's body, Flame Body further amplifying the heat that was roaring off of the Pokémon, melting the snow around it in an instant.

"Magmortar." Lowly rumbled Magmortar, tuning back the intensity of the heat roaring from his body a second later, the veteran Fire type shrugging his shoulders in understanding, following Y/n's example, and sitting himself down on the grass beneath the snow.

"Does the scar hurt as much now?" Curiously hummed Y/n, plucking Ralts off of his shoulders, and placing the small Pokémon on his lap, placing his right hand on top of Ralts head, and staring at the jagged scar on Magmortar's left shoulder.

"Magmo." Idly answered Magmortar, shaking his right hand in a so in so gesture, making a sad smile grow on Y/n's face, as he recalled the horrible day it had happened on.

"I still think I'm weak." Calmly stated Y/n, hearing a snort come from Magmortar as the age old argument came to light again, as Ralts tilted her head in confusion on his laps, since this was the first time she had heard of this. "Team Plasma, they tried killing me, and Magmortar, who was a Magmar jumped in front of a Rock Wrecker, which would've killed me.... I was frozen in fear." Distantly recalled Y/n, feeling the other Pokéballs on his belt rattle slightly at the memory, back when he had been younger, life had been wild.