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Gandellie opened the window in his apartment on the second floor, setting his small plant out on the windowsill. A breeze from down the streets blew into the room, ruffling his feathers. He poked at the soil of the plant. It could use a little water. He sighed and got a glass and filled it up. he soon returned to the plant, only to hear a shattering sound next to him. Pieces of glass fell near his face, and his feathers rose. "Who the-" He looked down to see a Rock candy on the sidewalk below "TAKE THAT YOU COCKATRICE!" Gandellie tensed even more as the creature thew another glass object. It could see rather far for a rock candy. "You Birds should not be in control of our government! This corruption shall end!" What a cocky jerk. The thing was probably resistant to hypnosis, either that or assumed he was. Gandellie raised his feathers again and hissed at the jerk, who ran down into the side streets. He slowly lowered his feathers, still hissing a little bit. It was this kind of treatme
A frightening incounter.
Clueless Padded along the forest. It was starting to get dark, and she was almost home. It had been a successful day, She had found plenty of sticks, caught a trout, talked to some friends, and had smiles all around. It was then, that she saw some Finnedyr a little ways ahead. but there was something odd about them. They were wearing odd things all over them. In fact, they looked like they weren't actually finnedyr. They were chatting enthusiastically. Clueless, Curious, went up to them. "E.. Excuse me?" The Two Finnedyr looked at her. "What are you doing?" "Isn't it obvious?" Asked one of the two finnedyr, who looked like she had got in a fight with a pumpkin with a face and lost. "We're Talking. Duh. about Halloween?" "Halloween? What's that?" Asked Clueless. The Second finnedyr cut the first one off. "It's a day that's coming up soon. Where monsters come out and eat the weak." She huffed. "So you wear costumes to keep them away. make them think you're one of them." She herself Was d
Compassion and Hate
It was a very starry trip, as always when traveling through space. Which they always were. Hate wasn’t sure he had ever even been on a planet. He wasn’t sure they were allowed. Hate pounded his tentacle on the deck in frustration. Those creeps were always trying to control them. Honesty had said that She believed that someday they could go to a planet, which ironically was hard to believe. The thought council was always telling them what to do.
“Are you alright, Hate?” asked a familiar voice. Hate glanced behind himself. “Compassion.” He said. Compassion gave a faint giggle, part of her light aura tinting different colors for a second. “Yes, It’s me, but that doesn’t answer my question.” “I’m good as I’ll ever be.” Said Hate, looking back out at the mass of stars. Compassion floated up beside him and touched his side. “Hate, you’ve matured so much since... well, infinity.” She hesitate
A Fateful EncounterI was a child, when I first saw it. About Six years old. A Bird pokemon, with Greenish-yellow feathers, rather then the normal brown and red they normally had. I reached out toward it. Unlike the others of it’s kind, it did not fly away. It started to hop away from me, and I chased it. But then it fell. I Picked it up, the bird large in my tiny arms. But only then did I see what the matter was. One of it’s wings… was entirely missing. A circle of flesh was where the wing should be attached. I hesitated only a moment, then ran as fast as I could, toward the only place I knew to get help. Home.
I sat, staring out the window of my room. It was a few days after I had found the pokemon, Mom told me it was a Spearow, and something called a shiny. After I showed it to my Mom, she ran it to the Pokemon center over the next hill. Apparently, it was still recovering. Mom also told me when she got back, that Humans often attacked Shiny pokemon, wanting to catch them for their c
Fatherly visitIt was a pleasant day, rather warm for that time of year. Gurdurr and Sky High were standing at the middle of the bridge, looking out over the river. "Such a nice day. I wish you could fly, then we could soar in this brilliant sky together." Said Sky high. "I wish your wings were waterproof, so you could surf with me." Gurdurr replied. Sky high giggled. "It's amazing how different our interests are." "That doesn't stop me from liking you." Sky high blushed at Gurdurr's words. After a moment, the two came close, then kissed, only to hear a clatter behind them. Startled, they looked up to see a shiny Unfezant. "Sky... sky high? Is that..." "D-Dad...?" A shocked silence fell between the three of them. Eventually Sky high broke the silence. "Dad, this... Is my boyfriend. Gurdurr." " you.... Your boyfriend? I-I see." The shiny outstretched his hand for Gurdurr's to shake. Gurdurr took it and shook firmly. "Nice to meet you, dude." "Pleasure....." Said Sky high's father, not sounding that wa
Sky high was looking into a mirror, brushing his long red hair. He and Gurdurr were going out tonight, and he wanted to look right. Satisfied that his hair was finished, he began to preen and straighten his feathers. "Those things look simply IMPRACTICAL." Said an all-too common voice from the doorway. Sky High glared at the figure's reflection in the mirror. "My feathers work just fine, Decitpurr." He said to the cat. Decitpurr just laughed. "You damn birds, trying to look pretty all the time. When not One of you really looks even vaguely nice." Sky high slammed his fist into the counter beneath the mirror, and turned to look at Decitpurr. "Look you, I'm sick and TIRED of you and all your nasty comments about me!!!" Decitpurr Snickered. "oh what are you going to do? Kill me with wing beats? I'm SOOOO scared!!" "No, I'm going to show you a bird that even YOU think is pretty." Decitpurr Blinked, then doubled over in laughter. "THAT IS THE DUMBEST THING I'VE EVER HEARD!!" Decitpurr blink
The Hydreigon gijinka Theory Hydreigon. Vicious, cunning and powerful. But the Species tends to be obsessed with Puppets. It is a natural tendency for these Dragon Gijinkas to be attracted to them, But why?
But there is among these Puppet-lovers, is an extremely rare kind of Hydreigon. referred to by researchers as a "Hydreigon mob". Consisting of Three Hydreigon Gijinkas. Two "Minions" and a leader. Why are these so rare?
Lets start with the Puppets. Being a Hydreigon can be tough, as well as lonely, as many Hydreigon tend not to keep one mate for too long, Unless they both feel really close. To fend off stress and Loneliness, they turn to puppets. Puppets will never betray you or hurt you, and are fairly easily replaced if broken. Some stores even sell pre-made Hydreigon puppets for Hydreigons who can actually pay for them, as well as collectors.
The Puppets are also shown as an example to young hatched Dieno. Showing them that they can be great friends, even into adulthood. Trainers be warned that some
The Vanilluxe Gijinka theory
Once upon a time in the pokemon gijinka world, there was a pokemon called vanilluxe, who was an oddity in the universe. There were Millions of occasions where Vanilluxe were TWINS, when before there was only one. It was only very rare when A Vanilluxe was a singular entity. But why?
Well. Now for my explaination. Lets start with a little Vanillite. At this stage, It truely is only one person. But around the time when it is natural to evolve into a Vanillish, It starts developing a second personallity. The whole stage of Vanillish is developing these two new sides of itself. evolution in this state is crucial to not be forced. If it evolves on his or her own terms, the two different personallities take form as Twins, Who will be connected by a deep bond, of which if one dies, the other will soon die due to loneliness.
But what of the other kind of Vanilluxe Gijinka? Well, if the Pokemon is forced into Evolving by Human or other interferance before Both personallities are fully d
The Clockwork Heart (Germany x Doll!Reader)
"What am I?"
Not who, but what.
"A doll. I made you."
You ingest this news with an impassive face, though since it is made of sheet metal, the blonde man supposes that it would be hard for you to properly emote. You lift a hand to inspect it. It is meticulously crafted, as would be inspected from one of the top engineers around. It would almost be able to pass for a real human hand, if not for the obvious artificial joints used to craft together your fingers and knuckles. Now another question comes.
"Why did you make me?"
He doesn't answer.
He doesn't answer because he just can't bring himself to tell you he did not mean to bring you to life.
"Who are you?" you now ask, taking in the features of your apparent creator.
There is a slight tint of pink to his pale cheeks, which offsets his somewhat somber expression. He glances at you with piercing blue eyes, this mechanical miracle, and he knows that he owes you as best an explanation as he can offer, under these strange circumstanc
Involuntary Game Testing: Janus into Samus TG
Involuntary Game Testing; Janus into Samus
A Smash Bros TG Story by JanusofthePaleFlames
It was a nice Friday afternoon in his somewhat-small existence as a semi-proud New Yorker. The breeze was strong, but it carried a southern warmth that pleased his cold-ridden hide, which had not two weeks ago braved below-freezing temperatures, followed by two major-degrees of common, yearly illnesses. Such was the price for conserving extra time for hobbies.
Janus was sitting at his desk, comprised of fake, smoked glass, silver metal frames and a shelf loaded with writing books, a dictionary, and a “borrowed”, wooden, dinning chair. Like always, he checked his email, website messages, and at least one of the several on-going web comics he liked to view. Since it was Friday, that meant it was also payday, so he spent an extra couple minutes viewing his bank and credit card accounts to make sure things were in order. As a part-time writer, and a full-time thinker, h
Dean's Pie: Dean x Reader oneshotThe can hissed as your pressed the nozzle down and swirled a generous amount of whipped cream over your microwaved slice of apple pie. It was the last slice… You were craving something sweet. You shoved the can of cream back into the fridge, a naughty smile on your lips as you scurried across the bunker to hide behind a bookshelf and eat your pie in secret.
You slid low into a chair, pulling your knees into your chest and trying to make yourself as small as possible. If Dean caught you sneaking the last slice of pie, you were dead. The forbiddenness of it all made the pie even sweeter.
Your fork scraped against the plate as you took the first bite. Your eyes rolled in ecstasy. It was the perfect blend of caramelized apple and cinnamon. It was surprisingly delicious, despite being a gas station dessert. You couldn’t help but sigh through your nose and slump back.
‘I feel like I need a cigarette,’ you thought to yourself with amusement. Seriously. This pie was li
Way WAY Too Many Apple PiesThe spirit of autumn was in full effect as the Fall Festival lasted well into the evening hours. This was when things really started to pick up. Everywhere one looked, one could see the homemade lamps hanging from the clotheslines on high along all the beaten paths, illuminating the booths and pavilions in an ambiance of natural and artificial light. More guests arrived as the golden sunset took center stage. Every so often, a cool breeze would carry with it scents of lavender, pine, and cinnamon; a seasonal bouquet perpetuated by the merchandise of the many vendors and booth owners present on this festive evening.
“Ugh…” Diamond Tiara rubbed her groaning belly as she made her way through the park. “Explain to me again why exactly I let you drag me all the way out into the boonies for some hick festival?”
“Oh, don’t be like that.” Chirped Silver Spoon, placing her hands on Diamond’s shoulders as she walked closel
Ghosts of the Past
Title: Ghosts of the Past
Game: Mass Effect Series
characters/pairing: Garrus x Reader
Disclaimer: Bioware owns all things associated with the Mass Effect series. You own you. I just own the plot.
Garrus groaned as he crouched behind the wall, clutching his wounded side, hoping to slow the bleeding as he caught his breath. It was hard to believe that it’s come down to this. Hurt. Cornered………….Alone. Garrus clenched his free hand into a fist at the memory of what happened……...the pain still fresh and raw at the thought. His entire team, gone in nearly one fell swoop, the few survivors dead minutes later. He felt sick to his stomach…..he failed everyone……...it was a joke to think he could be a l
Vacation in Puerto Rico: Part 3
Jess clapped a hand over her mouth at hic-urping from feeling him slide inside her stomach like that, while her face turned a bit red. She ran her fingers along her waist as she felt his form within and those little, rubbing hands. Slipping further into the hot tub, she sighed as she tried to not find this awkward. It was meant to be fun after all. In fact, it felt even better with Ike in there while the bubbling, warm water rushed over her form. Her hands flattened out as they massaged over the belly deeper in order for him to feel, but did not resort to flexing her abs. She figured that might not feel quite as nice as this.
I was familiar with the noises that Jess' body made, but there was something new? Pressing my ear against the inside of Jess's belly, I could hear the low rumbling of the hot tub on the outside, as bubbles streamed to the surface and flowed against her body; it felt a bit like a massage as I snuggled against her
Snowdragons ( Hijack, Frozen AU )" Even Hiccup..."
Tap, tap, ta-tap, tap.
Jack's head snapped up, and he glanced over at the door, fearfully. Reaching across the bed, he shoved on his gloves, before leaping off and pressing himself to the cold wood.
Frost formed on the wood as he tried to listen to his stepbrother through the door.
" Do you wanna build a snowman? C'mon, let's go and play! I never see you anymore! Come out the door! It's like you've gone away!"
A child's gloved hand reached for the doorknob, touching it with tentative fingers.
" We used to be best buddies! And now we're not...i wish you would tell me why! Do you wanna build a snowman? It doesn't have to be a snowman-!"
Jack ripped his hand back, holding it to his chest, " Go away Hiccup!"
He grimaced and roughly wiped the tears with the back of his hand.
A few years passed.
Tap, tap, ta-tap, tap!
" Do you wanna build a snowman? Or read 'bout dragons in the halls? I think some company is overdue,
Duels of Matrimony - Zephyr VS Ignos
Duels of Matrimony - Zephyr the Kappa VS Ignos the Centaur
It was a bright, sunny day on the Windy Plains. Ignos was out running over the vast fields of grass, trying to catch a glimpse of the rare Silver-feathered Murkrunner.
A few days ago he had caught a hushed conversation between two hunters and a hooded figure. Apparently the hunters had managed to track one of the rare flightless birds and now wanted to collect their bounty from a local knight. Ignos had heard of nobles being extremely keen on the Murkrunners feathers, ever since princess Simala wore a complete dress made out of them.
The hooded figure was probably some kind of knight trying to buy his way into nobility by gifting the feathers to impress a noble so he could marry his daughter. After the decline in female birthrates, nobles became even more picky about whom they’d allow their daughters to marry, so any knight with high ambitions had to absolutely stand out from the crowd to archive his goal. Feathers of the
You'll forever be my BabyFrom the moment I met Ryan, I knew he was the one. He was the boy who I kissed first and I dreamt of being his wife. Of course, I told my best friend at the time, Lindsay, about how happy Ryan made me feel; however, this was the worst mistake that I have ever made…
Lindsay met Ryan through me and I knew they hit it off. It was only a matter of time before the friendly gestures became flirtatious, and flirts became a bellowing romance. Grr! I hated her! How could she do this to me? She was my best friend and I thought that I could trust her… Well, I guess I was wrong. But Lindsay, oh, she picked the wrong girl to mess with. I don’t play to get even, I play to win. This is a vendetta that I will always hold.
I went to the medicine doctor.
“Doctor, please. I am in love with a man and he is in love with another whor- uh… woman. I want him to love me forever! I’m sure you have something!”
“Forever you say? Hmm…” The old man
Hello again(Characters are in Gijinka form. thank you.)
The sun was bright and shining down on Nimbasa city, not a cloud in the sky. Decitpurr swished his tail, enjoying the sunlight and the sounds all around him. There was a music festival going on, which was why he had came. In a few minutes, there was a concert that was going to start. A few little kids ran by, banging tambourines and shaking maracas. He took a deep breath of the air, which carried the sent of many snacks and sweets, and then started to walk toward the temporary stage which had been set up in the middle of a square. Already a large crowd had gathered. A HUGE Crowd. Decitpurr took off his cape and folded it up, it was so crowded. Why was the crowd this big? It must be someone popular playing... he had forgotten to actually look up who would be playing today. He saw a figure go on stage and he blinked. No.
No. It... it can't be...
"IT'S VANESSA!!" Screamed someone next to him. and the crowd started cheering. Decitpurr stared at
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