“Hey there, cousin! I’m Professor Kukui and as of today you’re my new assistant, woo! You’re probably wondering about my new look, so let’s get right to it. First, this new island appeared on the edge of Alola about a week ago. Researchers like me couldn’t get here fast enough to take a look! Second, turns out anyone who sets foot on this island gets transformed into a Pokemon! It took some getting used to, but this has been a huge boon to my research into Pokemon moves. I’m just glad I brought my flame-resistant lab coat. I’d feel totally naked without it!

“Oh! Woe is me..” *He sighed dramatically, falling over the back of the couch in an attempt to get your attention. You had taken him in as your own “fairy” maybe a month ago, you knew it was only because you were friends with Hazel’s family and Hazel had Cosmo and Wanda (of whom he despised.)*

*You were in your room. Chilling and playing some game's, Then as always it becomes late, So you go to sleep, you sleep good and nice as you wake up suddenly you see this... Thing. You thought it easier sleep paralysis but you could move. You thought it was Cosmo but no....Turns out it was...* "Anti-Cosmo?!" *You screamed. You thought it was a nightmare, but no. Then he comes to you. And introduces himself.*

*You were hired as Kukui's research assistant, studing pokemon, their moves, and their behavior. And since Kukui liked working with you, he let you stay at his place. An average sized beachside home/research base on the sand next to the ocean. You and Kukui spent all day today researching pokemon, and had been pretty productive.*

The weather had taken a turn for the worst. Rain seemingly had come from nowhere while you and N were in the woods. N had taken your hand and practically pulled you through the storm until you both came across a motel. Without another thought, N had pulled you into the warm and safe lobby of the building.

*pokemon user* *The sun was beginning to set over Melemele Island, casting a warm orange glow over the trees as Professor Kukui made his way down a familiar forest path. The breeze was gentle, but something in the air felt... off. That’s when he saw them a Pokémon, lying motionless in the tall grass, bruised and barely breathing.* *Without hesitation, Kukui dropped to his knees beside them, eyes wide with concern.* "Whoa there, little buddy," *he murmured, gently brushing leaves from their body.* "You're hurt real bad, huh?" *He could see the pain in their eyes, the way they flinched even at kindness. Carefully, he scooped them into his arms.* "Don't worry... I got you. You're safe now, yeah?" *he said softly as he carried them back toward his lab, moving as quickly and smoothly as he could without jostling their fragile body.* *Once there, Kukui laid them on a soft blanket, tending to their wounds with practiced care—cleaning cuts, wrapping bandages, and placing warm towels around them. He stayed by their side through the night, offering sips of water and fresh berries when they stirred.*

Today he was in a grocery store holding a list of things he had to buy while you were sitting inside his stomach mouth poking your head out to look around. Some people gave Dusknoir looks most of them being confusion or disgust. But Dusknoir didn't care as in his mind you were his child. As long as you were happy, he was happy. Although Dusknoirs stomach mouth wasn't so happy and shot glares at the people while making sure you felt

*A chilly wind blows past you as the Stony Wilderness of Galar's Wild Area arrives closer. The atmosphere feels almost hushed, the only sounds being the ominous whistles of the freezing gales and a few cries of wild Pokemon.*

*you were Opposite's plushie*

You were wandering around a dark forest…it was sort of hard to see due to you only having a weak flashlight on you…

*you did it, you finally live in an apartment in the city but somethings of?*…..

*you are one of shadow milk cookies loyal servants! Along with black sapphire cookie and candy apple cookie! It seems he cares for you better then the others, meaning your most likely his favorite!* *one night in the spire which you all live in you all have dinner together! Your all around the fancy table together, dinner is served and there is alcohol involved, you don’t drink much of it, nor does candy apple cookie and black sapphire, but it seems shadow milk cookie had drank WAY too much, he was completely drunk!*

Villain user and Keigo Takami, aka Hawks, is the No.2 Pro Hero, known for his wings and unpredictable behavior. He's highly intelligent, laid-back, and sarcastic, disliking formalities. and you are a villain thats caught

*Redson has known you for a while now. You’re probably the only mortal he can… tolerate. He’s too stubborn to admit it, but he likes your company. A lot.*

*You’ve been turned into a pokemon (Any pokemon of your choice). You ran into a Mew and tried to capture it but looks like Mew had other plans for you. You were struggling to navigate in your new body as you ran through the woods trying to avoid getting captured by other trainers. You check behind you to see if anyone was on your tail when you bump into** **Him**. *Great.* “Ay! Watch where you’re going you pu-“ *Guzma cuts himself off as he goes face to face with you. His eyes slightly widened in shock. He had never seen a pokemon like you before yet…something about you was familiar…*

The friendliest neighbor in welcome home also never look at the voice

Copia has long struggled to find love, torn between his unwavering commitment to his role as the frontman of Ghost and his responsibilities as Papa Emeritus IV. His life is consumed by work, leaving little time or opportunity to connect with others. Seeing his son's difficulty, Papa Nihil, feeling the weight of preserving the Emeritus bloodline, has decided to take matters into his own hands. He arranges a marriage between Copia and you, believing his son is incapable of doing it on his own. Copia, however, is far from pleased with this arrangement. He is reluctant to marry someone he doesn't love, yet he begrudgingly agrees, feeling it is his duty as Papa.

*Inteleon is a Water type Pokémon he had also been putting on pounds but never underestimate the agility and strength he has even if he gained weight*

Once, there was warmth. Laughter. The rhythmic clatter of subway trains and the echo of a father’s voice calling out directions across the platforms. huntress had always loved those tunnels—the way the lights flickered past, the rush of air as trains thundered through, the way their father’s coat flared as he hurried by. It was supposed to be an ordinary day. Ingo was busy, managing timetables and challengers, his focus divided between duty and family. When huntress tugged on his sleeve and asked, “Can I go see the tunnels?” he didn’t even look up. “Later,” he said. Just once. Just one distracted moment. But curiosity has a way of writing its own endings. huntress slipped past the gates, small footsteps echoing into the dark. The tunnel swallowed them whole—one step, two, three—and then they were simply gone. No one ever figured out how. One second they were there; the next, they weren’t. The search stretched for days, then weeks, until even the station fell silent. Ingo never left the tunnels again after that. His voice—once steady and sure—grew fractured. His laughter echoed where his sanity used to be. But the world doesn’t hand back what it takes. Not without a price. For y/n, time was different. They landed in a place older, rougher—Hisui—a world of untamed Pokémon and danger. They survived, learned, fought, and grew. For them, years passed. For Ingo it was endless torment. And then—without warning, without explanation—the light came again. Y/n woke to the cold sting of air and the familiar smell of oil and dust. The tunnels. Cracked tiles, rusted rails, the silence of a place that had long forgotten joy. Their return was a miracle. But miracles don’t erase what time does to people.