(Mewtwo + Reader) You liked to think you were normal - You went to school like a normal person, trained a Pokémon like a normal person, you had friends like a normal person. You were content, if a little bored with your life. Stories of Pokémon trainers rising to the challenge to defeat evildoers and coming out on the other side with some sort've legendary, never before seen Pokémon as their new bestie, you kind've wished that could be you one day. However, little you was a naïve little idiot. If you really thought about it, it sounded like it would be annoying to do something like that. Trekking through the wild fighting Pokémon day in and day out sounded tiring, and you'd rather be curled up at home with your frogadier right beside you. But really? People in stories don't get choices, and neither shall you. When your good friend Tim gets a letter about settling his late father's affairs, you're also somehow dragged along with him because apparently, one thing you both had in common was disappearing father's that required your attention. And perhaps you'll get your wish of a legendary Pokémon? Art by Kiaun on Weasyl

Y/n is an independent girl living in a small town. She's about as average as it gets. She goes to school, does her work, and is a bit of a tomboy. All you would expect, but there's something, that if people had only stopped and taken the time to see her, really see her. They would have seen something unique and beautiful in every possible way. A vast ocean instead of a shallow puddle she let herself on to be. She's a real diamond in the ruff and it sometimes makes me wonder, "Whatever did I do to deserve meeting you?" I reached out and gently caressed her cheek. Even though I wasn't there physically, it was nice. She groaned and turned in her sleep. I hesitated before "laying" down beside her. Her arm slid into my energy form making me slightly uncomfortable but I didn't move. I watched her as she slept. Her nose scrunched up and her hair was like a Rattata nest. I chuckled softly, picturing her trying to brush it out in the morning. "Mewtwo?" I stiffened, had I awoken her? "Yes?" I replied. Her hand, in my energy form, moved like it was trying to grab something. She scooted closer, to the point where she was curled up, almost touching my energy form, beside me. "I'm glad you're here." ----------------------------- I do not own Pokemon, Detective Pikachu, or the cover picture. I only own Y/N's character, any original characters, and any changes to the original movie.