It's not enough for Blight to beat you in battle~ Wrote a little snippet for this one:

Weakness

The yellow rodent desperately tensed his muscles, grunting and whining in an attempt to discharge any leftover electricity that might still be stored in its shrunken body. In truth, all the struggling was in vain – even if he somehow managed to produce a light shock, it would hardly be noticed, and was even more unlikely to make the Scrafty lift his gigantic finger to free the shrunken Pikachu. All that came out was s faint, high-pitched squeak and exhausted squirming.

His captor scoffed with an air of annoyed arrogance, a hint of genuine anger and disappointment flashing through.

„So. Fucking. Weak.“

The deep voice seemed to echo through the Scrafty’s fingers, the pressure on the Pikachu ever so slightly increasing whenever a word was uttered.

„Did you really think you could protect your Trainer, your best friend, your most loyal ally… by fighting like this...?!“

As his tongue bumped up and down articulating, so did the tiny human currently lying on top of it, trapped in the warm, moist abyss that was the Scrafty’s mouth. Like his Pokemon partner, he was frantically trying to find a way out of his current predicament. However, unlike the Pikachu, he knew the only way to save himself and his partner wasn’t fighting. They were past that. Now all the human could try was hoping for a drop of sympathy.

„P-please, sir! I’m begging you, d-don’t hurt him, h-he’s my everyth-“

But the human’s pleas were quickly interrupted when the drool-coated tongue curled around him, dragging him deeper into the Scrafty’s mouth with no hint of hesitation. The giant Pokémon’s lips closed, hiding the sight of the helpless trainer being tasted and sucked on like a mere piece of candy - a little treat that you enjoy for a moment, just to forget you even had it shortly after.

With a deep grumble, the Scrafty turned his attention back to the little rodent, who had also moved on to panicked pleading, not a single ounce of fight or dignity left in him.

„N-no, y-you can’t eat my Trainer! Please, you are just stronger than me! I- I never had a chance!!“

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A cold silence filled the air. For a short moment, you could almost think the Scrafty was considering these words. He paused. The licking ceased. His big, yellow pupils fixated the shrunken Pokémon for a moment… before the finger pressed down harder. The Pikachu cried out in pain, gritting his teeth while feeling his bones struggling to support all that weight they were subjected to. With a stoic, merciless tone, their captor’s response crushed any hopes the pair had clung to until this very moment.

„And this is how you doomed your Trainer. Thinking you never had a chance. Battling like there was nothing at stake. But here we are now. And whatever I will do to him… you will have to accept it is your fault. Everything that happens to this little human now… is on you as much as it is on me. And you will have to live with that...

...loser.”

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Hope you like it! Sorry for not responding to comments recently, there have been so many with my mass upload! I will try to respond to each one again <3