Creepypasta - CursedAn old woman knelt in front of the grave, a bouquet of violets in herCreepypasta - Cursed3 years ago in Horror More Like This
arms. Her body shook with sobs, and there was a small, wet stain on
the floor where her tears had fallen. A carved Ninetales was crouched
on top of the stone in front of her, and an inscription was carved
into it in slanted, elegant letters.
"Here lies Moonshine, the best Pokémon her owner could ever ask for."
The Ninetales's eyes were a pair of blue gemstones, and the tips of
its tails were covered in slightly rusted copper. It was beautifully
detailed, with each little claw carved out, each strand of fur viSible
if one looked hard enough.
Only the best for her little Ninetales.
Oh, what she wouldn't give to see her again.
It was Eve's tenth birthday, and around the table were scattered
presents, their wrapping paper covered with intricate designs,
shimmering bows stuck onto each of them. The little girl squealed
excitedly, almost shaking from anticipation. She couldn't wait!
After snapping several pictur
Creepypasta: Blood-RedCreepypasta: Blood-Red3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I used to love Absol. I've been a pokemon breeder for 3 years of my life, but never have I bred such a creature as Absol.
One day when I was returning another trainer's pokemon and egg, he offered to sell me an Absol for breeding. I already had one, and I bred it with Ditto sometimes when people needed Absols, but the only chance of breeding a shiny is only possible with two of the same species.
"What gender is it?" I asked suspiciously. I already had a male Absol.
"Female," the trainer replied with a grin. "C'mon, Jean, I know you have a male. My friend isn't training Absols anymore, so she offered to give me one. You know I've got one already, but I took it for you. You can have it - at a moderate price, of course."
"How much?" I demanded, fishing in my pocket for some money.
"Well, it's purebred and rare and all that, so I'd have to say... $10,000?"
I withdrew my hands from my pockets. "No deal. You find me a shiny one, maybe, but for a regular Absol, the highest price I can pay is
Pokemon Creepypasta-the infernoPokemon Creepypasta- The Inferno.Pokemon Creepypasta-the inferno2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Who is there, a visitor? You don't seem to be her; I guess it is safe to talk. Who am I you ask? I was a pokemon trainer; I had been on my journey but because of a situation, I wound up in this mess. Confused are you? I guess I should start in the beginning, it all started like this. I was just starting out in my journey, I wanted to be a fire type trainer so I had chosen a charmander of course, but as much I loved that charmander, my prized friend was a vulpix that I stumbled onto soon after I started out. The poor thing was injured, I couldn't tell what caused the injuries, but at the time, all that mattered was helping that little one. Looking back, I regret ever having helped her. I treated her right on the spot before rushing her to a pokemon center. When she came to after being tr
Creepypasta- Ones Left Behind"So, who will be your starter?"Creepypasta- Ones Left Behind4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The young trainer grinned as I showed him the three Pokemon. Snivy, the Grass Snake grass type; Tepig, the Fire Pig fire type; and Oshawott, the Sea Otter water type. He examined them carefully, looking them over, noting every little detail about their appearance. He giggled at Snivy, her head held high and mighty. When Oshawott demonstrated his flexibility and promptly fell over, he clapped and laughed. Tepig's shyness and almost panicked look caused the boy to frown, stroking the Pokémon's head comfortingly and whispering kind words. Eventually he looked up at me, eyes sparkling with happiness and excitement as he pointed towards Snivy.
"So you want Snivy?" I asked, holding out the young Pokémon's Pokeball. The trainer nodded fervently, his eagerness clear even without words. Laughing, I sent him on his way, supplying him with a Pokedex as well.
"Thank you, Professor!" he chirped, waving goodbye wildly with his new partner swaying on his shou
Pokemon CreepyPasta: VictorIt was a Friday. I had just got home from school, exhausted. Bored out of my mind from a day of learning, I got out my Nintendo DS and placed my Pokémon Black game inside. For quite some time, I had been trying to get a second Victini. It was for my boyfriend. He said he wanted one but couldn't get his own copy of the game until his birthday, which by then, the Victini Wi-Fi event would have ended. So I had promised I would get one for him and trade it to him when he had his own copy of the game.Pokemon CreepyPasta: Victor4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I turned on my game and started up Black. Loading my saved data, I entered a Pokémon Centre and entered the Global Trade. Searching 'Victini', I skimmed though the possible trade partners, talking to myself as I did so.
"Victini for Zekrom? No way! Victini for Reshiram? Screw that! Victini for Victini? That's just dumb! Victini for level 1 Zekrom?!? Is that even possible?!" I growled with frustration. Why were all the people on Global Trade so stupid? "Oh, hello
Rich!ItalyxMaid!Reader part 2Rich!ItalyxMaid!Reader part 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
Amanda lead you to a dark brown wooden door. You were starting to get curious on what was inside. Could it be a beautiful room to relax in or sleep in? Your question was going to be answered when Amanda knocked on the door.
"Master! The new maid has arrived!" Amanda called out to whoever was behind the door.
"Come in~!" You heard a deep but handsome voice. Amanda opened the door quickly and you both stepped inside. You gazed around in awe. The walls were covered in bright but a bit dull wallpaper. The windows were like the other windows you saw but these windows had fancy-looking violet curtains tied by two strong strings to be kept to the side. A few fresh plants were scattered around in the colorful room to give it a nature feel. At the far end of the room, there was a wooden desk with a dark brown haired man sitting behind it on a four-wheeled chair. The man had a few small curls on his messy hair and had darkish golden brown eyes. He had a bit of facial hair on his chin and on his
Italy x Reader- HetaOni part 13Italy x Reader- HetaOni part 132 years ago in Drama More Like This
(i'm going to start using both their Human and Country names now just a heads up)
Keeping everyone's new names straight was proving a challenge, quite a funny one at that. America and England continually got their names mixed up by everyone else and Germany kept getting called Lutz, much to Prussia's amusement. After a while you got the hang of everyone's names and grew to really like your own. Gilbert was clutching his chest in laughter but abruptly stopped.
His face looked pained and he stood up from the table. Ludwig asked what was wrong but Prussia insisted he was just tired and that he was going to take a bath. He hobbled towards the bathroom ad shut the door. You looked after him worriedly, it was probably just a stomachache.
You let out a big yawn and many of the others did the same.
"Ve should get some rest." You stood and walked over to the beds. You were about to lay down when you realized there was a problem, there weren't enough. With Lovino and Antonio there was no more
Pokemon Creepypasta: PrettyI'mma bit ova nuisance, I 'spose. 'Speon says that she don' like me 'cause I don' talk like a proper lady, but she wouldn't like me anyways. None ov 'em would. They're all the pretty ones, an' I'm... tarnished. There's six ov us. Audino, 'Speon, Gardevoir, Delcatty, Petilil. An' then there's me. Sneasel. If you think about it, you can kinda see why they don' like me. They're all pretty, I ain't. They're proper an' cultured an' fancy, I ain't. They're Psychic an' Normal an' one of 'em's a pretty Grass type. I ain't. Petilil was the only one ov 'em who ever had the decency to me nice to me. She thinks I'm pretty, but I dunno why. Not like it matters. I ain't gonna last long 'round here anyways.Pokemon Creepypasta: Pretty3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Petilil came over, lookin' lonely. I scooched over an' let 'er sit next to me in the shadows. I always liked the shadows, they're dark an' cool an' nobody comes to bother you. She looked at me, an' I looked at her, an' we smiled. We were always good company for each other.
ANGEL .:Pokemon Creepypasta:.At the age of 7, my friend showed me her copy of Pokemon Yellow. She was 8, and had a pretty good team. Her older brother, who was 13 at the time, taught her to obtain all the Kanto starters in Yellow, as well as her Pikachu, who she named after her mother, Cammy.ANGEL .:Pokemon Creepypasta:.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I remember everything she told me about Pokemon. She told me you could get a starter, in her case a Pikachu, and catch a team, and they were your friends who fought for you.
Oh boy I loved Pokemon after that. I begged my mom to get me a copy of Pokemon Blue for my Gameboy Color. When she got me the game I was literally glued to the screen and controls. I had started with Bulbasaur because my young self knew nothing of stats and only caught Pokemon to their cuteness or "epicness". In this case I got Bulbasaur because of its cite look and cry. Nothing else. I caught a Rattata, Pidgey, Caterpie, Zubat, and a Gastly because I liked the way they looked. my entire team was a pretty weak team overall. So When I got frustrated at the
Italy x Reader- HetaOni part 4Italy x Reader- HetaOni part 42 years ago in Drama More Like This
The walk back to the piano room took a lot longer than it should have. Italy kept needing to stop fist to go to the bathroom, then to eat lunch, then to take a quick nap. You and Germany kept watch while Italy slept.
At one point during lunch you had gotten a bad headache and had needed to lie down. After Italy finally woke up from his nap the three of you headed up the stairs to the piano room. The others were there already and you were thankful none of them were hurt.
Japan and Russia had a few bruises but nothing serious. You stood next to Italy with Japan far to your right leaving a large space. Japan had been talking when you entered as everyone finished up their stories about what they had seen.
"And by breaking the cloks we adjust the time so it is imperative that we do this. We have broken the clocks on the second and first floors. Now only this floor and the one above are reft."
"We-s found this weird scrap of paper. And then we-a found a safe inside a room in the kitchen."
Italy x Reader- HetaOni part 5Italy x Reader- HetaOni part 52 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Y-you remember everything?" You nodded as he stood there looking lost and frightened. Grabbing his arms you pulled him in a warm embrace.
"Italy you have to stop taking this all on your own, your just hurting yourself. Please let me carry some of your burden." By now Italy was crying into your shoulder and holding onto as if you could vanish at any second.
"I know I've never remembered before, maybe that means the others might start remembering too, we're so close to getting out of here. Please Italy, let us help you."
"B-but what i-if it's-a mistake!?" You stroked the back of his head and he shook.
"No. It can't be. The others will help too, i know if we work together we can get through this. This can be the last time loop. And Italy," you pulled away and lifted his face to look into your (e/c) eyes," I remembered something really important."
"I love you." His golden eyes widened and a small smile touched the corners of his lips.
"Really? You never said-a that