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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.
Royal Pain1. SeeRoyal Pain by FieryFafar
The sounds of thunder crashing and water splashing echoed upon the bright blue sky. With steps as agile as a ninja, Isaac rocketed left and right and left again. Sharp predatory eyes were aimed at Dexter. As he rapidly approached his sparring partner, the Samurott inhaled sharply and released a powerful gust of Hydro Cannon.
Unfortunately, before the maniacal whirlpool could even touch Dexter, the Zebstrika easily galloped up in the air, avoiding the attack as it sliced the ground beneath him.
As their training session was in motion, one Pokémon watched from afar. Boredom seemed to strike her face as first. But as her beautiful sunshine eyes set on Isaac, that boredom was slowly replaced by awe.
‘Huh…’ That faint slip of air breathed from her mouth. Propping her chin in her left frond, she continued watching the males fight – continued watching him fight.
‘You really need to be careful next time.’ Lillil grumbled grum
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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
Gracefully Fallen Basking in the morning sun, Silver observed his pigtailed rival from his spot on the sand. The ocean currents came crashing onto the beach in gigantic waves. As much as the redhead secretly fretted of the possibility of Kotone getting swept away out into the vast sea, she took no notice in his odd, fidgety behavior and joyfully searched the edge of the tide for seashells.Gracefully Fallen by Masqurade-Chan
“Silver!” she would call out constantly while waving her newfound treasure in her hand. “Look what I found! Isn’t it pretty?”
To which he would reply by rolling his eyes and turning his head away, trying to hide a blush.
The morning soon turned to noon, in which it became evident that it was about time Silver would continue his quest in trying to beat the perky Champion before him. Kotone looked at him from the corner of her eyes, a frown tugging on her usually smiling lips.
Days Until Tomorrow 34133. CatalystDays Until Tomorrow 34 by LizHollow
All I wanted to do was go exploring a little the first day I moved into Littleroot. I should’ve known all along that things were never that easy.
“Hey! I can hear someone shouting out there!” a little boy cried from the edge of the forest.
I didn’t know him, but I felt an obligation to help.
I hurried into the forest, where a man in a lab coat had fallen to the ground, and a wild Pokémon bared its teeth at him.
There wasn’t much of a choice. I grabbed the first Poké Ball I saw in his bag.
Different choices created different paths in life, and while I wondered what the paths I didn’t take might look like, I wouldn’t say I would change anything.
Sure, maybe in another life I would have sent someone else to help Professor Birch, but if I had done that, I might not have gotten my Mudkip. How many other things would change from that?
If I was the passive typ
Days Until Tomorrow 33129. StayDays Until Tomorrow 33 by LizHollow
“So, you would’ve stayed?”
Steven pursed his lips, and his cheeks flushed slightly as he shifted in his seat. “I don’t know, May.” He was uncomfortable… this didn’t bode well for me. “I’m just saying that you’re not the reason I left. I had things that I needed to take care of.”
“But what if I asked you to stay?” I stood up, my hands flat on the table. “You’re the one who always said you hoped to see me again! Did you lie? All along?”
“Don’t be selfish. I needed to take some time for myself. Just accept that.”
He had never raised his voice at me before. To hear it now was like a slap in the face, and I sunk back into my chair.
It was selfish to tie everything back to me. He wrote in his letter that he wanted to do some soul-searching, so why did I think it might be anything other than th
hello my darling hello my friends hello im bACK FROM THE DEAD
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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.....
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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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