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Cold Warmth “This is all your fault.”Cold Warmth by FieryFafar
Bright hazel eyes widened in disbelief. Quickly she gawked at the boy beside her. “My fault?!” Kotone screamed instinctively; her voice echoed hollowly inside the cave.
With teeth roughly grinding against one another, Silver slapped his ears shut and stared at the heavily pouring rain. “Yes your fault,” he spat bluntly, ignoring the rage that slowly built up inside the petite girl.
“Well excuuuuse me!” He heard her speak – or rather, squeak. “But who was the one who forced a battle when he clearly knew that a heavy rainstorm was coming soon?” Cheek puffed like little balloons, Kotone jabbed a finger at his arms. “It’s you!”
“Don’t touch me.” He swatted her hand away; his act once again earned him a good blank stare of shock and disbelief. The redhead scoffed bitterly and looked away. True, it was mostly his fault for p
Constant Surprises Anastasia only slid her feet backwards. Her steps became wobblier and her tears streamed faster. Teeth tightly gritted to prevent the scream that gurgled inside her throat, she moved faster; her arms slightly spread and hands trying to grasp at anything that she could hold for defense. However, to her dismay, not only was she completely unarmed, but Anastasia gasped silently as she felt her back being pressed against a giant tree.Constant Surprises by FieryFafar
The seven bandits began crowding toward her. Their sneers were filled bloodlust. Their eyes were tainted with lust. One by one a despicable, hungry chuckle was heard from them, further terrifying the poor girl that began to lose all sense of hope.
“So, ya one of the high nobles of Ferox?” One of the bandits, whose face was perfectly marked by a deep black scar on the left side of his eye, broke the heavy silence. As he set his eyes on the poor trembling girl’s body, his sneer only widened. Slowly he licked his lips, reli
Future Making “I can’t believe we have a son…” Lissa mumbled to herself. Her palms lightly pressed against her cheeks. Her mouth opened and closed, making faint popping sounds in the dark calm night.Future Making by FieryFafar
Lon’qu only lay by her side in silence. Even so, he too was shocked that they had a son. As much as he loved his wife until his last dying breath, and as much as he was slowly growing comfortable with him being physically close to her, never would he thought that he would be that comfortable.
That, and the fact that Owain could act very…dramatic.
The giggle of his sweet wife broke his thoughts. Lon’qu glanced to his left, sharp yet sleepy eyes admiring the beauty of the woman next to him.
“I’m so happy he turns out just wonderful!” Lissa chirped, her smile radiating against the dim light. To see such a joyful expression, Lon’qu couldn’t help but to smile as well.
Fluffy Ferriswheel “Oh wow…” A low whisper of awe rolled off her glossy lips as White watched the colourful view from above. “Nimbasa’s getting livelier and livelier by the day, huh?” Gently she pressed her palms onto the clear glass. Her eyes, now dimmed with a sense of serenity yet still brimmed with youthful excitement, only blinked and looked at the scenery below. She saw Pokémon dancing. She saw kids laughing. As her vision stopped to a redheaded little girl who was busy giggling with her Seviper, White felt her smile widen.Fluffy Ferriswheel by FieryFafar
She then felt her smile break to a laugh.
“N!” Trying her best to turn her giggles into groans, White lightly pushed herself backwards and shot a harmless glare at the young man beside her. Her smile was pursed, then popped to a pout that only drew out more laughter. “Hey-!” She laughed again as his lips sought the side of her neck, further tickling her skin with soft, soothing touches.
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Dragons of Ideals and Truths were once one; forced to battle to defend their respective heroes' beliefs.
Now, two different trainers must face their fate and realize that they are so much alike than they could ever imagined...
this story contains:
2. a light-hearted fic with random derp yet serious in some ways
3. a somewhat childish N as story proceeds
4. a definitely badass white
5. the gameverse mode with a twist
Wyverns in Heat- ChromXAvatarWyverns in Heat- ChromXAvatar by Clawz-chan
Morgan sighed, prodding his elbows on the windowsill. Rain was pouring down across Ylisse, and Morgan was bored. He wanted to play!
Lucina turned to him and stuck out her tongue, the Mark of Naga in her eye shining brightly through the dim lighting. “Bored, little brother?”
The eight-year-old turned to his older sister and stretched out his arms in exasperation. “I’m bored!” the blunet whined to his sister. “Father and Mother said that they would let us a play in the rain when they got back. Where are they, Lucina?”
The Ylissean princess smiled at her brother poking his pouting cheeks with her index fingers. “I don’t know. Let’s go find them!” The young royals then hooked arms and rocketed down the hallway, their socks slipping and sliding on the marble floor.
hello my darling hello my friends hello im bACK FROM THE DEAD
ok i am hella srry it feels like 84 years since ive been here ahaha...ha..........
tbh im on my internship rn and its on weekdays n eventho my shift ends at 345 its kinda tiring
tho its fun coz im a teacher now ehehehhehehe
a teacher who still screams n squeals over the existence of fictional characters n animes but u get my drift. my internship ends until sept 5 so thats really long and that means REALLY LATE UPDATES AND LESS FREE TIME OR ENERGY TO WRITE A DETAILED THING SO....gom en.....
i hope u guys are doing well! >w< i do miss u guys n da tho eventho my dedication is as brittle as a biscuit. heeeee i just wanna say that eventho i rarely RARELY reply most comments like i used to, i still cherish n love each n every one of them. thanks a bunch for the compliments. thanks a bunch for the support. thanks a bunch for reading n liking my stories. u guys are truly wonderful and i hope all of u have a wonderful day c:
also to make it up for the wtao readers heres a sneak peek ehee
A faint gasp slipped through his lips as N heard the boy’s voice calling for her. A pair of stunned green eyes watched as Cheren ran past Isaac like it was nothing.
Then, an indescribable pain slammed into his chest as he watched him hold her.
His heart felt as if it had stopped. His lungs felt as if they had collected poison. Bright green eyes were glued to the embrace that happened before him. He didn’t hear the threatening growl. He didn’t see the deranged fangs of the Samurott. No. All N could do was sit, his body still as a statue.
For the first time as the moon shone brightly above the dark sky, N finally discovered a new emotion: Heartbreak.
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