Pokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 3026. Not Really All That IntimidatingPokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 35 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When Lyra heard that the Gym Leader of Cianwood City was a master of fighting Pokèmon, she'd been expecting someone . . . intimidating. A mysterious master of martial arts who could snap her neck with a simple look, maybe, or at least someone toned and well-built. Not . . . Not the slightly overweight man who spent his time sitting beneath a makeshift waterfall. The water pressure doesn't even look that impressive, she thought. And the lever to turn it off probably wouldn't be so rusty if he ever did.
But Lyra voiced none of these thoughts when she finally faced him and his ire at her interruption of his "training," save to say that such training had nothing to do with Pokèmon. It wasn't that Lyra was afraid of Chuck -- Chuck was a Gym Leader, and Gym Leaders fought in Pokèmon battles, not physical ones -- but more that it was getting to be late, and she had to meet Will at the coast at eight o' clock.
Pokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 9076. The Truth IsPokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 95 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He was . . . awkward, to say the least.
Misty looked over at the boy next to her again, frowning as she studied him. In terms of looks, he wasn't too bad. Brown eyes -- ordinary brown, no hints of any other colors, red or otherwise -- and black hair. His hair was neat. When Misty had first met him, it had been a bit windswept, but now it was pressed tightly to his head, as if he'd used an entire tub of hair gel. The thought was slightly repulsive to Misty. How much product did his hair need, anyway?
He seemed skittish, too -- that was what made him so awkward. He kept shifting from foot to foot, putting his hands in his pockets before pulling them out, before putting them back in again. He'd barely said two words since they'd arrived at the cape, but the silence wasn't at all comfortable. Misty wanted to roll her eyes. What was she even doing here? The entire "date" was a waste of time.
The boy -- what was his name, again? Ben? Jerry? -- cleared his throat, inc
Pokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 4036. EspionagePokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 45 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Most people would have thought to call the police when a highly dangerous criminal organization decided to hijack an influential radio tower in the region's most populated city. Most people wouldn't have thought to infiltrate the Radio Tower and take the aforementioned criminal organization by storm. But then, Lyra supposed, she wasn't "most people," and besides, she had always loved playing make-believe and dressing up.
"You're a new recruit?" The Rocket grunt said skeptically, watching her approach. Dean was walking alongside her, as Lyra had figured that a dark-type would better blend, and he bared his fangs at the Rocket grunt.
"You bet," Lyra said, raising her chin in a subconscious imitation of Will. "I was told to come down here for my uniform since they ran out of them upstairs. You do have one, right?" Before giving the grunt a chance to answer, Lyra continued. "Because if you don't, Executive Ariana said that she'd speak to you personally.
PKMN: SoulSilver Drabbles 11091. Rainbow WingPKMN: SoulSilver Drabbles 115 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Pewter City was, above all else, a simplistic city.
Nothing was overdone in Pewter. Even the museum was very basic and to the point, pragmatic in both its construction and exhibits. Ethan decided that he liked that about Pewter. Whereas most cities would be bustling with crowds and bursting with activity, Pewter City was quiet and calm, and as he walked through the streets at night, Mari was allowed to run ahead of him without fear of treading on anyone's feet or tripping anyone up. Well, not that she worried about that kind of stuff ordinarily anyway, but he did, and it was nice to not have to worry for once. The streets of Pewter were mostly empty at night, and it was for this reason that Ethan was surprised to hear someone call out to him, perched up on a small ledge above him.
"Psst. Boy. Come over here."
"Me?" Ethan turned to see an old man looking down at him, nodding at Ethan's question. Mari bounced back to Ethan as he walked over, looking up at
Pokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 7061. OwnerPokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 75 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Safari Zone was -- in Ethan's humble opinion -- the most awesome place in all of Johto.
He'd met Baoba by accident when on his way to Olivine City, and on a whim, he'd agreed to exchange numbers with the enthusiastic older man. Now he was glad he did; upon receiving the call that the Safari Zone was open for business, Ethan had gone straight there, and was amazed at the sheer number of Pokèmon that he could catch. They were everywhere, and although Ethan knew that there were other things that he should be doing, it was so easy to lose track of time in the Safari Zone, and far too much fun tackling the tests that Baoba set before him.
"Baoba!" he called, running out of the Safari Zone with a Safari Ball clutched tightly in his hand. Mari bounced along behind him, squeaking out a greeting to the old man in time with her trainer. "I did it! I caught your Sandshrew!"
"Really? That's great news, Ethan!" Baoba beamed, reaching out to take the Safari B
Pokemon SoulSilver Drabbles 6056. First Up: Will (No, Not That One -- The Other One. The Annoying One)Pokemon SoulSilver Drabbles 65 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Initially, Lyra was nervous when she walked toward the door leading into the room that housed the first member of the Elite Four. She knew absolutely nothing about them, after all, save for what the guard in front of the door said before he passed. Something about the way he grinned when he said that they were incredibly tough and that she couldn't exit once she entered set her on edge, and though Dean walked with cool confidence beside her, Lyra still couldn't help but feel as if each and every one of her nerves had been jolted by an extremely rude Thundershock.
But when she entered the first room and found herself faced with strange, three-dimensional floating blocks that seemed to be made out of nothing but light and a strangely costumed man staring at her, she felt most of her nerves melt away into pure bemusement.
"Welcome to the Elite Four!" the man called out as he approached, h
Pokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 2016. Dean and SamPokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When Bill asked Lyra if she wanted to take care of the Eevee that had followed him home, she'd stared at him for a few moments, wondering if he was truly serious. Who turned down a free Pokèmon, much less a free Eevee? So of course she had accepted, and that was how she'd landed herself with Dean, the rough-and-tough Eevee who seemed to have a mind completely his own. Dean was unwilling to really cooperate with Byrnison or Pantalaimon, and sometimes didn't even want to seem to listen to her, instead doing his own thing in battles and looking out solely for himself. It wasn't that Dean was a bad Pokèmon -- no, not at all -- but merely that he did his own thing, and that was that.
And then . . . then came Sam.
Lyra found Sam completely by chance, roaming around the day-care while she went off looking for Dean. Dean had run off to do his own thing again, and while she was looking she found a smaller Eevee running out of the woods being chased by a
PKMN: SoulSilver Drabbles 10086. OhPKMN: SoulSilver Drabbles 105 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I still feel like you cheated somehow," Lyra complained, sticking her tongue out at Ethan as they walked through Fuchsia City. Ethan grinned.
"Hey, I won fair and square. It's not my fault you can't ride as fast as I can." Mari chirped her agreement at Ethan's feet, and Pantalaimon pulled a face at her.
"Cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater," Lyra shot back, and Ethan crossed his arms.
"Say what you want, but you still owe me a vanilla milkshake later. I also want to see a movie."
"Fine." Lyra crossed her arms in an imitation of Ethan, raising her chin defiantly. "But I bet that you drink that milkshake too fast and end up with a brain freeze."
"Pft. Bet whatever you want, it won't happen."
Ethan and Lyra both turned, watching as an unfamiliar man ran up to the pair of them, waving enthusiastically. Lyra glanced at Ethan, but saw that he looked just as puzzled as she felt, and looked back to see th
Pokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 5046. AerodynamicsPokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 55 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Like any normal trainer, when Lyra saw that there was a shortcut between Blackthorn City and New Bark Town on her Pokègear, she decided to take it. After all, if she didn't, then the trek back would take forever, and as much as Lyra liked Johto, she didn't really need to backtrack through all of it again. So, after making sure that her supplies were well-stocked and that she and her Pokèmon were well-rested, Lyra set off.
Of course, what she wasn't counting on was the loose footing. Blackthorn City was built up on a mountain, and so the path leading from Blackthorn to New Bark was down the rocky slope and across a few bridges. This was fine, and wasn't anything unexpected. What was unexpected was the way the ground crumbled underneath her feet when Lyra hopped down to the next ledge, and the way Byrnison's large paws missed her as she slipped and fell down the mountain face, a scream breaking from her throat.
But just as unexpected as th
++ APH:: Our Heritage --CanUK.Title: Our Heritage, Our Love++ APH:: Our Heritage --CanUK.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Fandom(s): Axis Powers Hetalia.
Warnings: Uhm. boy... interaction cute-ness? xD;
Summary: Oneshot. There is a song someone holds close to their heart for for reasons another quickly finds out...
Word Count: 1020 words.
Author's Notes: I'm in need of [non-flame] criticism of any sort, so I can see how I did. Seeing as I don't ever write ever. 8D I'll love you forever~ [Because flames are for burning the dead bodies you don't want found.]
Inspired by a certain version of O Canada that exists, from the contest they held in creating English lyrics back in the dayyyy. 8D Teehee.
Disclaimer: I do not own Axis Powers Hetalia or the characters contained therein. Only Hidekaz Himaruya does, sadly.
He knew England had not noticed the eyes trained on him throughout the entire meeting.
A blue violet gaze,
Pumped Up Kicks -Hetalia-Alfred awoke that morning, and it seemed like any other. He brushed his brown hair out of his face, and dragged himself out of bed. His house was eerily silent, because as always, he was alone. His dad used to leave before he woke up and came home after he slept (And Sometimes he didn't come home at all). It was the only way to bring home the money, his father used when Alfred complained. So Alfred stopped complaining. Alfred stopped feeling. He got used to being alone.Pumped Up Kicks -Hetalia-4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Robert's got a quick hand.
He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan.
He stared into the mirror, and sleepless hazel eyes looked back at him. He'd only managed 2 hours of sleep today. To say he had a lot on his mind would be an understatement. Of course, by himself, he had a lot of time to think.
He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid.
Yeah, he found a six shooter gun.
His thoughts consumed him, though over time, they had changed from one thing to another. When he
Pokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 8066. Fan ClubPokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 85 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was really just pure chance that Lyra wandered into the Vermillion City Pokèmon Fan Club, but she wasn't expecting what she found.
At first, everyone seemed friendly enough. Mostly people weren't talking to each other, but were instead cooing over their own Pokèmon. That was fine; Lyra always paid special attention to her Pokèmon, too, so she couldn't fault these people for loving their own. But when a woman nearby looked at Pantalaimon and gave a derisive snort, Lyra frowned, feeling slightly defensive.
"Nothing," the woman replied, but when Lyra continued to frown at her, said, "Well, it's just . . . do you really train that weasel?"
Lyra's frown turned into a scowl, and Pantalaimon made an insulted noise. "He's not a weasel, he's a Furret," Lyra snapped. "And yes, I train him. He's my best friend."
"Hmph." The woman smirked, turning to stroke her Wigglytuff's ears. "Whatever it is, it's a nasty little thing, isn't i
Today Will Be a Good DayRaivis stood holding Ivan's belongings as the large man put on his coat. "So... where are you going today, Mr. Russia?" Ivan gave him a vague look of annoyance. He knew he didn't like being called something so formal, but anything less felt weird to Raivis.Today Will Be a Good Day5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"To Lithuania of course." he said with a small smile. "I'm sure today he'll see things my way. Surely." Raivis let a small sigh escape him. Of course Toris wasn't going to return to Russia. It was his own misfortune to be there himself. But Ivan continued to try and "persuade" him.
Ivan took his things from Raivis and walked out the door, looking over his shoulder once to tell him "Take care of the house while I'm out." and he was gone.
Raivis waited a moment, then sighed deeply and smiled. At least he was alone today. After some menial house work he could relax, maybe read a good romance novel and have a snack in his room. 'Yes,' he thought, 'today will be a good day!' About that time a pipe burst, and the ceiling above him came do
Unlikely SaviorThe young girl stumbled slowly through the freezing rain. All she had for protection from the elements was a ragged dress. She was so cold, but she was too weak from starvation to try to warm herself. She did not even have the strength to shiver. She could barely stand, but she somehow managed to keep walking and walking and walking . What else was there to do? She walked on aimlessly; almost in a daze. She did not know where she was going. She had no place to go. She only knew that she had to keep moving. She was afraid of what would happen if she stopped.Unlikely Savior5 years ago in Settings More Like This
As she walked the dark streets, she would lean on a building for support every once in a while. She would take a moment to catch her breath, and then continue on. Every now and then, she might give a weak cough. She had been fighting a bad cold ever since the Great War had ende
Pokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 1001. Don't LaughPokemon: SoulSilver Drabbles 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I have an acquaintance that most people know as Mr. Pokèmon. He keeps raving about all of these discoveries, but--" Professor Elm stopped abruptly, frowning. "Lyra? Is something the matter?"
"N - No. It's nothing." Lyra put a fist in front of her mouth, trying very hard to reign in her giggles, but it was difficult. "That's a, uh -- a very interesting name." She tried to choke back another laugh, but failed, and Professor Elm sighed, looking faintly irritated.
"I know it isn't the most original name out there, but he is a good friend, and that isn't the point, anyway. If you could just not laugh and listen . . ."
"Right, right." Lyra cleared her throat, straightened up, and tried to look serious. "Sorry." Even so, she couldn't help the way her lips twitched at the corners, or the laugh that kept trying to crawl up her throat.
002. Running Shoes
"They're brand new! See you around!" The old man thrust the box of shoes into Lyra's hand
Legend of Zelda, Animal...Animal I Have BecomeLegend of Zelda, Animal...9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Link ran one hand through the bangs of his hair, brushing it away from his eyes, leaning back against the stone wall behind him. It had been foolish, really, investigating the strange tunnel he had found in Kokori Forest alone. But his curiosity had won over all reason. After wandering along it for a time, he discovered the wooden-like walls around him were now stone, as if he had entered some unknown temple. Sighing, he shook his head a little, looking about him, blue eyes trying to see through the darkness.
A sudden gust of cool air made him shiver. He stood normally, only to have a sharp blast of air whirl around him, increasing so sharply he stumbled about a moment before thudding into the wall again. The air died down, and he gave a sigh of relief, before realizing something. He had no idea which way was out now. Frowning a little, Link took a cautious step away from the wall, and after finding no wind picked up again, starting in one direction, taking
PKMN: Park BenchLyra was the one who started it.PKMN: Park Bench5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
On a bench in the National Park, pressed into a little corner where people rarely sat, she scratched a little message into the wood with a small pocket knife.
L.H. was here.
It was small, and barely noticeable, and Lyra didn't know why she did it. But she did, and presently she and Pantalaimon moved on, forgetting about it shortly thereafter.
Will continued it.
He came across the bench and the message by chance. He supposed it could have been left by anyone, but he saw the initials -- L.H. -- and could only think of one other person. Taking his special knife out of his pocket, Will left his own mark right beneath hers.
So was W.A. What of it?
Lyra didn't pass by the bench again for a few weeks, but when she did, it gave her pause. The initials W.A. gave her the image of only one person, and the thought that he had replied made her smile, reaching for her knife again.
Nothing, but I was here first.
A. W. Epilogue 2 Re-uploadA. W. Epilogue 2 Re-upload5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When the sun's light shone into the library the next morning, it fell on the two brothers who were still sleeping on the couch. At some point during the night, they had shifted positions. England had fallen over and was now laying stretched out on the couch as if it was a bed. America was still on top of him, but he had moved around so much in his sleep, that he had somehow managed to turn himself upside-down. His legs were propped up and resting on the couch's back, his back was stretched across England's legs, and his head and shoulders were dangling off the edge of the couch. One of America's hands was on his stomach. His other arm was hanging off the couch as well. At the end of it, his hand still clutched the pillow with which he had fallen asleep.
As uncomfortable as the position looked, America was having no trouble sleeping like that. His mouth hung wide open as he slept, c
Are You Afraid?His eyes shine like two newly-washed tanzanite gems, hidden and partially-shadowed by his snowy hair. His grin, maniacally cheerful as always, just barely reaches them as his teeth gleam just as brightly. A spot of scarlet appears at the corner of his mouth as the skin is stretched past its limit.Are You Afraid?5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The spatters of a darker hue make sickening sounds against the folds of his clothes. The vigorous crunching of metal against bone and the squelching of destroyed tissue and matter arise a symphony of annihilation within the tiny room. His smile never falters as heart after heart ceases to beat, as his clothing and skin are soiled by the essence of murder.
At last, only two forms remain breathing, the man and a boy huddled in the corner, sopping in the blood of his fallen comrades. His brothers, his only friends he sobs, curling tighter and holding himself as the man starts towards him, his grin growing ever-so-slightly.
Such a sickly-sweet, petrifying voice.
"Are you afrai
i can make you hate meI can make your heart beat faster,i can make you hate me6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i can make you blush a deep red.
i can make you go insane,
with thoughts of me in your head.
i can make your eyes cast downward,
i can make your breath disappear.
i can make you feel safe,
by chasing away all of your fears.
i can make your heart more broken,
i can make your eyes lose their shine.
i can make you want to stay up,
crying and crying all night.
i can make you hate me forever,
i can make you feel lost inside.
it is just so easy to bring you up,
and then tear down your life.
Ata Timeline - UPDATED to 73Ata Timeline - UPDATED to 737 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Among the Ashes Timeline
Contains UBER Spoilers through chapter 73 so proceed with caution!
Birthdays/ relative ages:
Marth: January 25th
Roy: August 22nd (1 year 7 Months after Marth)
Manasa: April 2nd (8 Months after Roy)
Link: November 3rd (1 year 2 ½ Months After Roy)
Elice: December 4th (1 Month after Link's / 1 year 4 Months after Roy)
Zelda: March 12th (4 Month after Elice's / 5 Months after Link)
Significant events before the story opens
Summer to Autumn- Power in Hyrule begins to shift to Kiernan and the military/ Vale and the Black Fang
December 1 - Elice attacked for the first time by Black Fang (1 year and 6 months after TCE)
December 3 - Roy and his company leave for Lycia
January 2 - Roy reaches Lycia
January 6 - Roy begins return journey to Aritia
January 25 - Marth turns 26
Story opens 1 year and 8 months after TCE ended
Ages at story's opening:
About That Placei've spent so much time tryingAbout That Place5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to return to that place that
i'm not sure of it's existence
she took me to a distant
world far from here
somewhere so alien
and foreign to me
it was an ignition of
feelings that i
had never experienced
it meant the world to me
that she would show
me her world
and she was in control
with both hands on
the steering wheel
i played passenger
and never back seat
trusting her fully to
take me to my
wherever it may be
and so i was asked
what would you do
to return to that place
the place you've been
ever since it was
taken from you
and my only response
there isn't a lot
i wouldn't do
to go back.
Miss You NightsI don't miss you at all,Miss You Nights5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I keep telling myself I don't.
I don't love you,
I just keep telling myself that,
and maybe someday,
I'll believe it.
But at night,
when the darkness falls,
the loneliness creeps,
into my soul,
into my heart,
and I remember...
all at the same time.
Wishing for your arms,
wrapped tight about me once more,
the scent of your skin,
spice and musk.
I remember our long walks,
the endless talks,
of what we wanted,
for our future,
of where we would be,
what we would do,
scripting out our dreams,
though they'll never come true.
I stand at the edge of the water,
and miss you nights...
Fallout 3 The Lone AssholeOpeningFallout 3 The Lone Asshole6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Player: WHERE THE FUCK AM I!!!!11!!one!
James: Lets see...are you a boy, or a girl?
James: It's a boy. A BOY!!!!!!!!! We've got a son Catherine. A beautiful, healthy baby boy.
Catherine: Oh James. We did it! A son.
Player: You people are really dumb.
James: You've got a bright future ahead of you, son. I'm sure of it.
Player: More like above me. Turn that god damn light out. Are you trying to blind me?
James: Look at you. Hi there. I'm your daddy, little guy. DADDY!
Player: Yea I kinda guessed that, dumbass.
James: You're going to need a name huh? Your mother and I have been talking. What do you think about...
Player: ...think about what? What's my name?
James: That's a good name. Fits you perfectly.
Player: WHAT NAME?
James: Looks like they're done the gene projection. Lets see what you'll look like when you're all grown up.
James: You're going to look a lot like your dad. See that Catherine.
Catherine: OH! Very strapping.
Player: Very what? Strapping? W