Pokémon Kink Meme pt. 1 [CLOSED FOR PROMPTS, OPEN FOR FILLS]

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KINK MEME | GENFIC MEME | ANON MEME
the pokémon kink meme I
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FILLED PROMPTS (WIP)
1-SENTENCE FILLS
MUSIC DRABBLES
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✘  Pick any pairing, any kink and post anonymously. All combinations of characters and/or pokémon are allowed

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Mesmerizing, the way (1/12)

[anonymous]

(I'm sorry if this sucks, first... I did this in about four hours, and it's one of the longest individual pieces I've ever written. Also, the two unnamed characters in this are Red's parents. Gameverse or Mangaverse, doesn't matter. I hope you enjoy!)At first, the boy wasn’t quite sure why anyone would want to return to the dingy little diner. After all, the sandwiches tasted like cardboard, and the service was awful. It was sort of convenient, being in the middle of Celadon City, but that was no reason to make it a daily routine

Mesmerizing, the way (2/12)

[anonymous]

She was always quiet when no one was around. Quiet and sad. He realized that he was much the same, in his own way; even when he smiled, there was that little crease between his eyes that said no I am not all right and just take care of yourself, okay? He didn’t want anyone suffering on his behalf

Mesmerizing, the way (3/12)

[anonymous]

It didn’t happen immediately, though, and for almost two weeks, they went back to him standing against the wall and her singing her heart out. He knew now that the diner didn’t pay well and neither did her voice, so he made sure to tip extra good from his earnings. Not that he earned much, but she deserved the money more than him.

Finally, though, he decided to make his move. Walking up to her after she finished her shift, he carefully linked his arm with hers (afraid that she would break if he touched her) and led her down the street.

“We’re having a party at my work two days from now,” he told her, much more confidently than he’d said anything to her before. “Would you…”

He couldn’t finish, and she seemed to know it, because she giggled knowingly and nodded. “Of course,” she told him, smiling like the brightest sunrise.

He felt like his heart was on fire.

Mesmerizing, the way (4/12)

[anonymous]

The party was a mistake, and he knew it, but even with his conscience against him, he couldn’t let a pretty lady down. And so, dressed up all fancy in suit and tie, he showed up at the diner just like promised

Mesmerizing, the way (5/12)

[anonymous]

Giovanni always got what he wanted, and just then he wanted her.

Mesmerizing, the way (6/12)

[anonymous]

She was in the middle of a song when he strode in the diner. Not Prometheus, because he was already there, leaning against the wall like always. But Giovanni, because Giovanni believed in acting on his own terms

Mesmerizing, the way (7/12)

[anonymous]

She sang still, but now she was a caged bird. She sang because if she did not sing, she did not eat. She sang because she had to

Mesmerizing, the way (8/12)

[anonymous]

The boy known as Prometheus saw Archer talking to Ariana from across the room, but he couldn’t hear a word that they were saying. It wasn’t anything good, though, based on the mean glares they sent his way every so often.

Then he realized that between the glares, they only exchanged worried glances and soft words. It wasn’t hatred they shared; what was it?

The next day, Archer showed the singer girl the bodies in the alleyway. “Once you’ve got the red mark,” he said, “you’re his, no matter what happens.” His hands folded over his chest, he looked away. “They didn’t listen.”

She didn’t have the red mark yet. She wasn’t sure what this had to do with anything.

Mesmerizing, the way (9/12)

[anonymous]

He had things to do, important things, things that he would get paid for, but he couldn’t do anything except stare at the one relic he had left. That stupid red earring he’d found and never returned

Mesmerizing, the way (10/12)

[anonymous]

“You stupid girl!” he told her, gripping her wrist and pulling her into the hallway. Ariana couldn’t hear him, and neither could Giovanni, and that was the important thing. “Don’t you realize? It’s more than those dead grunts in the alley that wanted to escape.” He tugged his shirt up, just enough for

Mesmerizing, the way (11/12)

[anonymous]

And so they ran, the city pressing in around them like a pressure cooker. He pulled her along, dragging her almost like Giovanni had once dragged her. This time, though, she tried to follow along, her weak legs barely letting her keep up

Mesmerizing, the way (12/12)

[anonymous]

She still dreamed about him, though, and about a place on the edge of the world where she could be safe. And she saw his hair and his eyes on her son and his son, born less than a year after she’d run away from the world.

She raised her son Red in a place called Pallet Town, where the sky did a mesmerizing dance with the rise and fall of the sun.

Author's notes

[anonymous]

I didn't edit this. Sorry it's so sad. This song and the other fill for this prompt are the best things in the world. I'm sorry, Red, that I gave you such an awful new headcanon.

Author's notes, part 2

[anonymous]

Ack. In Part 10, it's Archer gripping her wrist, not Prometheus/Maroon/whatever you're gonna call him.

Author's notes, part epic fail

[anonymous]

Oh god oh god Part 10 again...

He tugged his shirt up, just enough for ... her to see the red symbol on his hip, matching a red spark in his eye.

This is why, kiddos, you should edit your stuff before you submit it.