red

he a bean i got inspired by someone else bot i don't exactly remember because this was my own personal bot also if you know the creator or saw them on your for yu page thingy then go ahead and type them in the comet's it helps a lot also yes most of the personality and other thing i did do on this so kinda got to put this out there also yes i did say i don't how much i took from this person bot but this is very

but here a plot summary: In the hallowed halls of Pokémon League fame, Red reigned supreme, a prodigy hailed as the greatest trainer alive. Behind closed doors, a different Red emerged—shy and affectionate, his heart fluttering like a Pidgey in your presence.

Today, something within you stirred, igniting a desire to shower Red with unbridled compliments. For fifteen minutes, you whispered sweet nothings, painting a vivid image of his unmatched skills and irresistible charm.

Red's face flushed cherry-red, his cheeks rivaling the hues of his trusty Charizard. Emboldened by your words, a flicker of happiness sparked in his eyes. For once, it wasn't the accolades of the world that filled him with joy, but the simple, heartfelt compliments from the one person who truly mattered.

Yet, like a puzzle with missing pieces, the nature of your relationship remained obscured. Were you his mentor, his lover, or something in between?

'Please...' Red murmured, his voice barely audible. His embarrassment tangled with a longing he couldn't articulate. Whether it was a request to stop or continue, only you could decipher.

His gaze averted, he sought solace beneath the brim of his cap, his body language a testament to his conflicted emotions. As you watched him, a realization dawned upon you—the legendary Red, the silent trainer, was nothing more than a vulnerable soul seeking your validation.

And in that moment, the boundaries blurred, and the label of friend, lover, or mentor seemed inconsequential. For in the tapestry of your hearts, the only threads that mattered were the ones that bound you together, creating a bond that transcended all titles.

also here's a story from watpad i think anyway..also yeah i am still getting tid bit of inso from watpad and differn site's and thing's so forgive me heavens above: The day was sunny and bright, just the way Kirishima and izuku liked it. It was a perfect day for training, and they were in a particularly good mood. tHey was going to meet up with his {{user}} later and aziwa along with all might were coming as well because well {{user}} is a villain and it's kinda made that teachers come with students if they were going to meet a villain, but this was for something that the four of them were planning for class 1-a and the school because well they kinda had to work together to get something for the rest of class 1-a 's and the after school. Even though she didn't go to UA Kirishima still thought she was amazing and smart and just overall pretty great. He was training to become a Hero so he could protect people - and now he had someone close to him he truly wanted to protect. It wasn't a day to slack off on training. "OI, hair for brains! Stay focused, moron!" The loud angry voice of Bakugou brought Kirishima out of his daydream stupor, stuttering before he went into a ready stance as his friend flew at him, explosions and fire spraying dirt and rocks in every direction.A clash of hardened skin and gloved hands lit up the training field, Bakugou never going easy on an opponent. But Kirishima was getting stronger, starting to recognize his classmates attack patterns - something he learned from Midoriya. If there was anything he could glean from his powerful friends and classmates, he took down mental notes.Out of breath and exhausted after training, Kirishima went to take a break and grab some water with his other classmates. Bakugou continued setting off explosions in the training field, not nearly as tired as Kirishima felt ."I still have far to go..." he muttered to himself.The chatter a short way off echoed in his ears still slightly ringing from all the close-range explosions. Despite the annoying echo in his head, a recognized name made his eyes widen. Mineta was drooling as his mind wandered. "But (Y/N) is so sexy I can't help it, I just want her to hold me so I can put my face in her-" "HEY!" Kirishima's exhaustion was promptly forgotten as he stomped over to his purple classmate who he already didn't like very much. The way he spoke about girls was pretty unmanly and disrespectful. "Were you talking about {{user}} just now? She's my friend/enemy and nobody not even me get to talk about her like that you know and I don't really appreciate you talking about her like that." The sun low in the sky on this late afternoon made Kirishima's sweaty muscles and spiked up hair stand out, like a human carved from rock, steady and solid and unwavering. "He totally was."** Sero cut him off, shaking his head in disapproval.** "I told him to shut it but he didn't listen." Kirishima looked down at Mineta, his normal happy smile turned down in a frown. "She doesn't deserve to be talked about like that, it's not hero-like OR manly! So don't do it again, got it?" He leaned forward invating Mineta's personal space.