if you can do some milo headcanons that would be great :3 , im not sure if you do nsfw but if you do some of that would be appreciated too
I don’t do NSFW, as mentioned in my introduction, but thank you for requesting! Here you go! (I have the other asks on the way, drabbles take a bit longer than h/c lists)
Milo H/C List
There’s something about him that Wooloo seem to like, maybe his scent or his gentle nature- whatever it is, it attracts Wooloo like crazy. If he’s in the wild trying to find a certain Wooloo that’s gotten out of it’s pen, he’ll find like twelve more that stick to him like glue.
Milo has named each and every Wooloo he has, and even if they all look the same, he can name each and everyone one of them. If one is lost, he knows which one.
He’s also raised a bunch of Eldegross due to the gym challenge, and some of those he’s raised have gone on to create a name for themselves- clothing brands, etc.
Milo has a big family- he may not have many siblings, but he has cousins among cousins, aunt and uncles, grandparents. So many pink-haired farm people.
Milo, at one point in his youth, was afraid of water types, but thanks to Nessa he’s quite fond of them. She made him less afraid by introducing him to Wooper and Arroskewda.
He’s fond of knitting when he has the time- it’s one of the things he enjoys. He makes sweaters for his Wooloo when it gets particularly cold, and makes gifts for his friends.
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Heya! Good luck with the new blog! How about something fluffy for Leon x s/o? Like maybe Leon reacting to finding his s/o trying on his clothes? Thanks!
Thanks for the support! :]
Bad Fashion - Leon
Abysmal. Ew. Nasty. Those were the only words you could use to describe Leon’s catalogue. The unbeatable champion, Leon, may be good at Pokemon battles, but he does not know a thing about fashion.
Sorting through Leon’s clothes was a hobby of yours, just to marvel at how horrible his taste in fashion was. He dressed like a four year old going to preschool, whose mother let him dress himself. Neon booty shorts, mismatched shirts and white leggings (of all colors), you kinda felt repulsed. And you couldn’t forget his ‘wall of swag,’ the few shelves completely packed with snapbacks.
But you couldn’t deny that some of it looked…alright. Like, not something you would wear, but it at least looked somewhat fashionable. You spent a while trying on different outfits, although they didn’t really fit you, either dangling off the shoulders of just being oversized.
It was actually kind of fun, going through the closest of the champion. Although you were sure this all looked better on him, but then again as you went through things there were some you wished you would never see him wear.
You then found a hoodie, it was pretty..nice! Bright red, almost orange-ish, with the silhouette of a Charizard on the back. It felt comfy, unlike the usually silky or rough clothing of Leon. You decided, hey, why not try it on too?
Taking a moment to mess with the hoodie, you finally got it on. It didn’t fit as well as you’d hoped, the sleeves a bit too long for your arms. But it was still comfortable, and the fabric didn’t feel as rough or as silky as some of his other clothing. You then got up, only to hear someone clearing their throat. You look over your shoulder, seeing Leon standing there, one hand on the wall and the other on his hip.
“Comfy?”
You immediately shove your sleeve-covered hands onto your face, trying to hide your embarrassment. You turn away, already feeling panic rise in your chest.
“I asked you a question, hun.” Leon’s simple teasing was grueling.
“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been digging through your clo-” You stuttered, but was cut off by Leon laughing.
“Nah, it’s fine, babe, it looks good on you. Plus, I got a bunch more clothes.” Leon then planted a kiss on your forehead, and all was good.
After realizing how much you missed your hometown, working an upwards 8 figure job and being stuck in Wydon for months, you decide to ride back to Wedgehurst for a holiday visit. Although, along the way, you meet up with your old Gym-Challenge fling Hop, who is unreasonably clumsy but can make a mean cup of cocoa.
You strolled down the frosty streets of Wydon, a blissful look on your face as you pulled your luggage behind you. Bright billboards all showed the typical ads of the holidays, Wooloo with cute santa hats and Glaceon among other ice types snuggling to a model with a typical Christmas outfit. The streets were also filled with window shoppers, enamoring at gaudy clothing articles or any other item put in flashy displays.
You were on your way to the station, off to Wedgehurst for a seasonal visit to your hometown to accomodate for how busy you’d been with your work in the past few months. You weren’t the champion, nor a gym leader, but still your work kept you as busy as a Combee. But this trip had you excited, a skip in your step as you passed by the vendors. Honestly, you had to plan the ride weeks in advance, just with how busy the monorail business got around this time of year.
Just around the corner was the plaza, the large stone fountain with the Corviknight, Corvisquire, and Rookidee statues leading you to your destination. Wyndon station, it’s sign and overall exterior decorated with ornaments and ribbons- just what you’d expect. Honestly, you couldn’t help but smile at the sight, just knowing how happy everyone got in Galar in winter.
You entered, pushing a hand through the front of your hair, as a bit of snow had fallen and gotten on you. Although it was fine, snow was just common really wherever you went in the north.
“Where are you headed today?” A monorail attendant asked, flashing you a soft smile before clicking away on a computer.
“I’m off to Wedgehurst.” You smiled, handing the woman the ticket as you waited for her to register.
She then nodded, “Happy holidays.”
“Same to you.” You then boarded the monorail, dragging your luggage to sit in a small booth near the back, setting your suitcase right next to you. You patiently waited for everyone else to board, looking out the window at the interior of Wydon Station. Just as cheery as the outside, with a complimentary christmas tree and christmas lights strewn all across the place.
“The monorail from Wydon Station will now be heading off.” A sharp ding sounded the departure, and you watched as the landscape turned from bustling metropolis to quiet forest, the land covered in a blanket of frost. The forest was quiet, tranquil. Pokemon ran about, snuggling and playing as if they too enjoyed the season.
It wasn’t long before you found yourself lost, watching the rolling hills and various towns that faded in and out as the almost 6 hour ride continued on and on. The little jingle that played as the ride continued was also very jolly, the typical ringing of bells, violin strums, piano keys and wonderful humming cues. However, another trill sound of unboarding sounded, and a voice boomed tiredly.
“Last stop of the day, any passengers stopping at Wedgehurst Station should exit now.” The sleepy nature of the voice reminded you of yourself, drowsy from the long ride. However, you had gotten on rather early, so the sky outside was bright and there was much to be done.
You then dragged your suitcase out of the monorail, waving to the assistant at the exit before stepping out of the station. You exited with a few others, although they filtered out fast. It was great to be in Wedgehurst again, especially when everyone was in the spirit of the winter months. Breathing in, you can practically taste the fresh baked goods, and you can hear the jingling of bells hung up with white and red ribbons.
But...there was someone you wanted to see. You quickly rushed across the street, to the purple church-style building with a familiar red and white Pokeball framed just above the doorway.
A dangling wooden sign read ‘Professor Sonia’s Lab’, and a bright expression filled your face. It was a bit different from what you remembered it to be, but the excitement of being reunited with an old friend was all you needed to get knocking on the door.
You could hear a woman’s voice from the other side of the door, “Be there in a sec!” You clench your fist in excitement, grip tight on your suitcase as you waited for the door to open. And then as soon as you could say ‘champion time’, the familiar orange-haired, lab coat clad woman stood before you.
“[name]? Is that really you? It’s been forever!” Sonia exclaimed, quick to wrap your arms around you for a hug. She didn’t let go for a minute, reminding you of the spine-crushing rumors surrounding the strength of a Bewear.
After she let you go, you croaked, “...Yeah, it’s me. I came to visit, since I’ve been so busy in Wyndon.” You exhaled, again fiddling with your hair as you swiped a bit behind your ear. “Is Hop here?” You nervously asked, wheeling your suitcase in front of yourself to save your spine from being crushed.
“Now that I think about it- no! He told me he’d be out for a bit, so why don’t you come in? We can catch up while we wait for him to come back.” She smiled, pushing open the door and allowing you to see the again familiar holiday decor. You spend a while talking with Sonia, here telling you about her recent discoveries and you telling her about the strenuous working but good success of your job at Wydon Stadium.
“I can see you must be making bank,” Sonia laughs, taking off her coat as the heater begins to kick in from the back room of the lab.
“I suppose, but it’s great to be back in the place where I grew up, where we grew up.” You share a laugh, before taking a Luxury ball from your pocket. “Speaking of reuniting..” You then lightly toss the ball, out popping a Glaceon will a small trill.
“Where’s Yamper?” You ask, as your Glaceon goes to Sonia to receive attention.
“Right here.” Sonia then whistled, and from the back room of the lab, Yamper came skidding around the corner, barking. It then out a happy bark, jumping onto the chair where you sat and begging for pets.
“Still as dumbfoundingly cute as I remember ‘m.” You coo, taking the time to rub the electric dog behind the ears before it jumps to the ground and shakes out it’s zappy fur. Sonia nods, before you hear yet another knock at the door. Yamper then ran up, scratching at the door with it’s little paws, while Glaceon moved over to your side.
Hop then busted through the door, eyes closed and a box in his hands. “Hey Sonia, I’m back-” He then looked over your direction, almost dropping the box before scrambling to keep steady. “[name]..[name]!” He then rushed over, setting down the box on a table before rushing over to you and engulfing you in a hug. “I didn’t think you’d be here, you’re always so busy with work and I-”
“Hop, it’s me. For real!” You tried to calm him, again almost feeling like your internal organs were being compressed. You sighed as you were finally released, shoulders slouching.
“Sorry, sorry- I’m just so excited to see you!” Hop laughed, acting like a happy Stufful after it’s owner returns home. “It’s been forever!” Hop exclaimed again, and Sonia laughed from the chair she sat in.
“I’m excited to see you too, Hop- It’s really an excitement to see you all, to be back in Wedgehurst.” You smiled,as Hop untangled from you and turned to the box on the table. “I got some stuff, but that can wait. I just- this is so great!” Hop smiled, stuffing his
You smiled at Hop. For a small fling you had in the gym challenge (of course, before you quit), he had become quite charming. Although he still seemed to be clumsy, as he fumbled over the box he walked in with trying to hand it to Sonia.
Then, Hop turned back to you. “Hey, [name], come on! I’ve gotta show you something- since you’re here and all now.” He smiled to you, and turned to Sonia. “That alright with you, Professor?”
“Take your time. I’ll be here- I’d better unpack this thing and get to work anyways.” Sonia offers a smile, before ushering away, Yamper right at her feet. Your Glaceon followed, seemingly disinterested by you and the verb-named guy.
Exiting, you look to Hop. “You’re definitely different than I remember you, Hop.” You tried to keep up with him as he led you through Wedgehurst, smiling and waving at various townsfolk and watching lights cut on and off as the Pokemon Center staff tried to fix their decorations.
“What can I say? I was stupid then,” Hop spoke, dashing a bit forwards into the snowy route. He seemed ecstatic, jumping around like a fiery Scorbunny. You followed him, a bit skeptical to what he was taking you into a route for. But that seemed obsolete, as keeping up with him gave no time for idle thoughts.
“Well, Smart Guy, where are we headed?” You joked, finally matching his pace as your shoes sunk into the snow. Hop didn’t answer, just simply taking your hand and continuing through. You rolled your eyes, only feeling more inclined to keep up.
You then stopped at a tree, which unlike the others in the frosty route, was slightly decorated, with berry ornaments and pretty lights. Hop grasped your other hand, bringing you under it.
“So, I...I just wanted to tell you something.” He let go of your hands, tucking his own palms into the pockets of his jacket. You wait patiently, unconsciously beginning to curl your fingers. “I still have the same feelings for ya.. that I did during the Gym Challenge and I-” He paused for a moment. “If you feel the same, then maybe we won’t have to be lonely anymore.”
You were going to speak, but then Hop seemed shocked. “What am I saying?” He mumbled before running off. “Hop, wait!” You then fumble after him, but he’s gone like an Eldegross in the wind.
Hey everyone. My neck is killing me and I wasn’t able to sleep last night, so I’m putting a little bit of a hold on content today.
Even though I probably won’t get much finished, everyone is still welcome to leave requests/asks in my inbox. I have two drabbles to get finished really, so if there’s any h/c lists you would like to see, or if you just want a chat, I’ll probably be answering those more often.
Hi. It’s nice to see an XY fan since in my experience while the anime adaptation is decently liked the games aren’t. If you’re up for drabble equestria could you do some Viola/reader fluff? Maybe, with her modeling for him as a way of easing him into learning photography. If you don’t do drabble was request could you just do Viola/reader fluff then?
Yeah, I loved the games! Lack of story was a problem but you know, good game nonetheless. Thanks for requesting!
also, I apologize there’s no real ‘gender neutral’ term for mon cherie/ma cheri
Picture Perfect - Viola
“You just gotta capture the moment! I’ll be your muse- we’re just practicing, so don’t fret.” You tried to keep the camera steady in your hands, Viola posing while her Vivillon floated behind her in front of a plain white background. “Are you sure, Viola? I’m not sure if I can take any good shots..” You mumbled, hands shaking as you tried to focus on Viola.
“You’ll do great, I promise.” She flashed a reassuring smile, then striking a pose. Her Vivillon copied her actions, puffing out it’s pink patterned wings and giving a determined look with it’s dark eyes. You then nodded, slightly biting your tongue as you focused your camera on the woman and her Pokemon.
You counted down, three, two...one. You snapped a photo, closing your eyes and feeling your hands shake after you released the button. Had you done horrible? Was it blurry? Would Viola be disappointed in you? You let yourself fret a moment, eyes shut violently. You then peeked, seeing Viola waiting patiently.
One eye open, you looked at the photo. It wasn’t bad! The white background complimented Viola and her Vivillon, each a colorful spread of emotions. You then moved over to Viola, showing her the picture with at least a dash of confidence.
Viola took a moment to look at the photo, before grinning. She ran a hand through her blonde hair, before pressing her hands together. “Mon cherie/Ma cheri, it’s beautiful! Fantastic, just fantastic!”
“You really think so?” You asked nervously, fumbling with your fingers as Viola continued to look at the photo. “Think so? I know so, dear, it’s parfait, perfect. Me and Vivillon look so good!” She smiled, and you felt somewhat assured. But she wasn’t finished yet.
“You really captured the energy, the moment! Just like I knew you would. Just fantastic!” Viola continued to coo, kissing your nose and peppering you with compliments.
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Hi! I’m mod everstone, and welcome to glaceon-imagines! I’m a hobbyist writer, and since the release of Pokemon Sword and Shield, I’ve been really hyped!!!
So basically, on this blog you can ask for drabbles, hcs, etc. The only thing I’m not comfortable with really is NSFW, as it’s hard for me to write and honestly it’s just not something I fancy even thinking about. So yeah, I’m free to write about pretty much anything but that.
Even though I’m a big fan of writing for SWSH atm, I’d be up for past gens as long as I know the characters.
Here’s a little bit about me:
My favorite Pokemon are Alolan Ninetales, Glaceon, Snom, and Lapras!
Favorite Pokemon Game is SWSH or X and Y
I do a bit of art, might post that sometimes.
They/Her, Non-Binary
Yeah I’m big gay for Pokemon characters, so?
With all that out of the way, I hope you’ll enjoy this blog and feel free to request/ask or even just drop in asks to talk about funny stuff. (anon asks have been turned on and I have a submissions page!)
I’ll usually tag any specific characters with their own tags, so that doesn’t really pertain to this post. Whenever people submit or ask (un-anonymously) I’ll usually put them in the tags.
#glaceon-imagines : A quick tag so that anyone can easily find my content.
#mod everstone : A tag for everything I write, too. There may be other mods in the future, too, so yeah.
#self-indulgent : Things I’ll do on my own time, usually for when I have some extra time on my hands and want to write a h/c list or drabble for myself.
#h/c list : Whenever I get requests/write on my own a list of h/cs, I’ll tag it so that it’ll be more organized, for my own sake.
#drabble : I’ll write drabbles from time to time, so to save myself and others (possibly) I’ll tag them.
#x reader : This tag will be used for a lot of my posts, just because s/o requests and the whole ‘x reader’ genre is very popular. However, when a set of h/cs or a drabble doesn’t have this content, it won’t be added.
#everstone art : If I ever decide to post my art, this is the tag that would be used.
#not an ask : Any post where people are just chatting with me, if they ever do.
