Volo X Reader - Blog Posts

What the fuck am I looking at right now? What the fuck is this?

WHAT IS THIS!? ！Σ(￣□￣;)

which one of you fuckers did this

First time doing mermay so I offer all my fellow volo enjoyers/yumes some fishy volo :3

Feel free to draw yourself in, that goes with all my art with a blank y/n (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

(if you post it please credit me or tag me though !! :3 happy mermay!!)

I think he'd be very protective over you, especially before a mission he thinks is dangerous. (In reality he just likes fawning over you)

Happy volotober day 2 I am not good at drawing flowers

First day of volotober done! The prompt is ancient so I decided to put them in some ruins!

Im probably gonna miss a few prompts but I wanna do all of them with y/ns so anyone can add themself in if they want!

Click for better quality!!

I couldn't sleep so have some clingy volo doodles :3 (click for better quality)

Feel free to draw your character next to him (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)/

Chat be for real am I cooked (got a bit too silly with this one) ((I am obsessed with him.))

PROSHIPPERS DNI

THIS IS SO CUTE I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT

One Kiss (maybe two)

request: maybe you could write something angsty about an upbeat and energetic reader who's always making jokes and talking about things from the future that no one in hisui understands and when they get banished volo finds them by themself and they try to be strong but break down about how alone they feel

answer: of course! sorry this one took a little longer, i was busy today :3 i left the ending kind of ambiguous so there could be a second part if i really want to write it, but who knows! also so sorry if the ending feels rushed, i really tried lol

warnings: hurt/comfort, use of Y/n, non-canon accurate dialogue (bc i forgot :P), and aged-up mc

Hisui is not for the weak and lighthearted. That is something that Y/n found out soon enough after arriving in the past. Their optimism and carefree attitude is frowned upon, if anything.

But they persist, constantly talking about the future as if everyone will understand. They don't.

"Professor Laventon! You would love computers! They do all of this stuff where-" Y/n would start, a gleam of excitement in their eyes that takes the professor by surprise.

"I'm sorry, what is that? It sounds intriguing, but I'm afraid I don't understand..." Professor Laventon would feel guilty for interrupting, but he truly does not understand the complex technology this hero knows about.

And often, they try their best not to sulk away, brushing off the comments like they mean nothing. But there's only so much a person can take!

So as soon as Y/n is exiled from Jubilife Village, they find themselves sitting in the Obsidian Fieldlands, sulking until they hear a voice from behind them.

Volo.

The one person who is as excited and eager as they are about things, although he's more interested in the past than the future.

Y/n turns to Volo, a soft smile on their face when they see the merchant approaching. However, they stay silent, afraid that they may break down in front of their friend.

“Trouble seems to follow you wherever you go, hm?” The merchant smiles down at them, wagging his finger in their face as he usually does when he’s exclaiming something. He notices the strained expression on their face - they’re desperately trying to look okay while their eyes give away an entirely different story. “Perhaps you need someone to listen to your troubles?”

Scoffing, Y/n turns away from Volo, reluctant to open up at first. “I appreciate your concern, but I’m quite alright. Just feeling a bit betrayed by people I consider friends.”

That’s when Volo’s face falls. That truly can’t be all, can it?

He puts on his usual smile and tries to cheer Y/n up, wagging his finger in their face once again.

“Oh, but maybe there’s someone who’s willing to listen to your ailments and problems!”

Grabbing his Pokéball, Volo releases Togekiss, who is more than eager to see Y/n despite their exiled status. Truly an unbiased creature. The bird Pokémon snuggles up to their side, practically begging for pets as Y/n hesitantly reaches out to run their hand along her feathers.

“When did your Togepi evolve?” Y/n asks breathlessly as their fingers glide over the ruffled feathers, making Togekiss chirp in happiness.

“That’s irrelevant, wouldn’t you say? She trusts me enough and now I find myself with a great Pokémon by my side!” He smiles softly at Y/n, noticing how this outsider like him has been ridiculed and suffered greatly, just like him. “How about I take you somewhere exile won’t find you? I know just the place!”

The pair walk the fields of Hisui, Togekiss following along, chirping excitedly every time Y/n pets her as she flies by. She seems to know exactly where they’re going and is anticipating their arrival.

Night falls as they approach this tent-like building in the middle of nowhere near a creek. Y/n meets Cogita, a wise yet kind older woman who seems to genuinely want to help them. Relief floods through Y/n’s veins at the revelation.

Volo and Y/n will be setting out on their adventure tomorrow afternoon, but in the meantime, the two sit outside the small tent set up outside, talking and making plans as to how they will connect the red chain. But unexpectedly, Volo brings up a much different topic.

“I can tell you’re still upset. What’s truly got you so down? I don’t believe I’ve ever seen you like this before… so gloomy and sad looking.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Y/n looks away from the taller blond merchant. They can’t break down here! Not in front of Volo! Not in front of the merchant they’ve grown a strong attachment to over the few months they’ve been in Hisui!

Volo laughs out loud at this, which catches them off guard. “You’re a terrible liar, Y/n. Go on, tell me what really has you sulking like a lost Aipom.”

Y/n sits there stunned into silence - how can Volo tell? Are they really that easy to read?

There’s awkward silence between the two, the merchant giving them an encouraging look to continue.

Y/n sighs. “I suppose I’m very frustrated. Why was I sent here? What purpose is there to me being exiled when all I’ve done is help Jubilife Village.” Now they’re starting to sound bitter about the whole ordeal. “Every day I try to be this positive Survey Corps member who is willing to do everything Commander Kamado and Captain Cyllene want, but it’s taking a toll on my mental health!”

Another moment of awkward silence where Volo is about to respond until he hears sniffles coming from Y/n. Are they… crying?

“And on top of that, I try my best to remember my past - or future, really - and then I’m met with glossed over stares and uninterested faces. No own cares what I have to say and it hurts!” Y/n finally snaps, tears streaming down their face.

To be honest, Volo is stunned and unsure what to do at first. But he moves to gently wrap an arm around Y/n’s shoulder and pull them closer to his chest, where they rest their head as they sob and hiccup.

Gently shushing them and running a hand along their scalp for comfort, Volo looks down at the Survey Corps member with pity. “You know none of this is your fault. There are outside forces working here that no one knows is at play. Your exile was a mistake by Commander Kamado and I promise you one day, you will be able to speak your mind about it and prove them all wrong, whether sooner or later.”

“Volo-” Y/n begins, unsure of what to say, but the merchant continues to gently shush them with a soft noise.

“Trust me, Y/n. You’re much more capable and stronger than you think. If you can make it through exile and prove them wrong, you can get through anything. I mean it. I’d want you on my side no matter what happens,” Volo looks at the Survey Corps member sympathetically as he continues to run his hand along their scalp.

Suddenly, Volo moves one hand to their chin to force them to look at him. Y/n obliges, their breath catching in their throat when they see his stormy gray eyes that are full of mystery and ambition. They see how Volo’s eyes glance down at their lips and back into their own eyes.

Y/n lips part and they nod.

Volo takes that as his opportunity and goes in to kiss Y/n gently on the lips. It’s soft yet passionate, something they would never expect from the tall merchant. There are still tears running down their cheeks, but Volo doesn’t seem to mind.

After what feels like minutes, they pull away breathless, Y/n with a dopey grin and Volo with a confident smirk.

"Does that prove to you how much I care?" He asks with a sly tone in his voice, running his thumb on their bottom lip.

Y/n hums. "No, you may have to show me again."

Now Volo laughs, throwing his head back a little. Once he regains his composure, he looks back down at Y/n and kisses them once more.

He may have to do some convincing, but Y/n will be worth it in his new world...

But Who's Counting?

i got my first request and i'm so happy rn :0 so thank you to whoever sent it :)

request: could i request volo missing the reader after the mt. coronet battle, and if you want their reunion?

answer: absolutely!! i hope this is what you wanted!!

warnings: none, but i did use gender-neutral reader because it was not specified :')

It's been two months, fourteen days, and six hours since Volo found himself defeated and utterly hopeless. But who's counting? His plans of creating a new, better world were destroyed by the 'Hero of Hisui' and yet, he can't bring himself to hate them.

As much as Volo wanted to hate them, he just couldn't! Their determination, their belief in something better, and even their annoying attitude that sent him leaving like a Pokémon with its tail between its legs drew him in to wanting them. Missing them. Longing for them.

While he hadn't been officially exiled from Jubilife Village, it was the idea that the Hero of Hisui would reveal his true intentions and plans that would lead to his exile. So he remained hidden in the caves of Mt. Coronet, hoping, pleading, praying to Arceus above that there was someplace left for him in Hisui.

Volo felt desperate. Desperate for human contact once again. Desperate for some of that famous potato mochi. Desperate for the comfort from the Hero of Hisui who had destroyed his attempt for a better life for himself. For them.

Though Volo would never admit it at the time of the battle, he was hoping they would accept his offer to join him in the new world he would have created if successful. But he doubted it - especially after he encouraged Giratina to kill them.

With a sigh, Volo found himself looking for berries one morning as the sun was peeking over the horizon, Volo heard his Togekiss chirp.

"She's probably just hungry..." Volo muttered to himself, turning to feed the bird some berries before the rest of his Pokémon. What can he say? Togekiss had always been his favorite of the six he wielded.

But instead, he found himself face to face with someone he thought had left him for dead and abandoned him.

The Hero of Hisui.

"Volo?" They asked and looked at the taller man with hesitancy and confusion. He looked a bit weaker than the last time they saw him. His hair was no longer in the signature bun we always wore, but rather down to his back and a bit tangled, as if he has left it to its own devices - very much unlike the Volo they knew. Additionally, Volo's facade of the happy-go-lucky merchant was long gone. Left was the shell of a man who had seen his dreams disappear before his eyes.

There was a moment of awkward silence between the two. One looked defeated and broken while the other was still in their Survey Corps uniform, likely completing their Pokédex for that overly kind professor.

Volo blinked. Once, twice, three times. "Yes?" He asked, unsure where to even begin at the prospect of a conversation with the person whose trust he broke in the matter of minutes.

They looked at Volo, weary to approach the former merchant who had threatened their life and the fate of the world as they know it.

He grew impatient. What did the hero want? To scold him? Tell him off? Have their Pokémon attack him until he's left weeping and begging for mercy? But none of those sounded like them. No, not at all. They were always too kind, too soft, too perfect.

"Are you just going to stand there or-" But Volo is interrupted.

"I've been looking for you." The truth is out. Volo stepped back in surprise as Togekiss chirped a bit more, nuzzling up to the Hero of Hisui's side, which allowed them to cautiously pet her.

"Pardon me?" Volo looked at them incredulously. What do they mean by they have looking for him? The man who betrayed them?

Surprisingly, they chuckled at Volo's confusion. "You're an enigma. But I had to find you... for answers." But if Volo wasn't mistaken, that last part sounded more like they were convincing themself of their motives more than anything else.

Now it's Volo's turn to laugh. "What is there to know?"

"Why you left, for one," They snapped a little, their patience had worn thin a long time ago with the former merchant. "Or maybe I want to know why you tried to kill me after you took me under your wing while I was exiled, hm?"

Volo was speechless. Why had he left? Why had he tried to murder the person he had grown accustomed to and dare he say trust just for his goals. Maybe he could blame it on his ambition, and determination his willingness to fight for his goals. Or perhaps it was all the pain he had experienced in his life being one of the last of the Ancient SInnoh people aside from Cogita - which he hasn't been in contact with for a few days as she's truly been the one to keep him afloat.

But Volo's next words surprised him.

"Guilt."

They're taken aback as they looked at Volo like he's lost his mind.

"Guilt?" They echoed, a look of confusion written across their face once more. "For what?" They truly tried to be sincere, but it came out more as a scoff.

"Don't make me explain myself, please," Volo whispered weakly, his usually imposing frame was hunched over and looked fragile. Something they had never seen before.

"I never told anyone, you know."

"About what? My plans or my attempt to take your life?" His tone was full of sarcasm now as his glare sharpened. As long as he had this mask of a defensive man who claimed to care about nobody, the Hero of Hisui could never find out his true feelings - how much he craved for them to speak to him again.

"Both."

"Oh."

There's another awkward silence.

"Why?"

They sighed and felt all the emotions come back to them from that day. "Because... I don't think you meant what you did."

There was that stupidly positive attitude again. Volo wanted to roll his eyes and to scream, but he stood still as he waited patiently for them to continue.

"There has to be some resemblance of the man I knew before he went mad." Togekiss chirped in Volo's defense, backing away from them as they glanced down at the bird. "No offense, Togekiss." The bird went back and nuzzled against their hand for more pets.

Volo looked away, guilt was eating him from the inside. He glanced at the berry in his hand and tossed it to Togekiss, who happily accepted the treat.

"Am I right? Or have you lost your sense of self?"

They had a look of anticipation in their eyes. One that made Volo avert his gaze from them.

"It depends on what qualities you're looking for..." Volo sighed, feeling the guilt weigh down on his shoulders even more. How could they have such high expectations for him after all he had done?

Although they were about seven meters away from Volo before, they approached him, now just a meter away.

"Perhaps I don't know, but I'd be willing to find out with you." They extended their hand for Volo to take. Like a peace offering.

Volo blinked as he glanced at their hand. Then gazed into their eyes.

Hesitantly, Volo reached out and grasped their hand firmly in acceptance.

Two months, fourteen days, and six hours ago, Volo would have yanked them to the ground and claimed victory over their weakness and trust.

Now, two months, fourteen days, and six hours later, Volo found himself accepting of their offer, wanting to find himself again. But who's counting?

Uh oh looks like someone realized he has feelings (and for the person he so desperately wants to hate? Dramaaaa)

Save a horse ride a cowboy am I right

(I'm so normal about this man)