For each of the 20 first people answering this journal, I will put their avatar and the three deviations I like most from their gallery on the list!
If you answer, you have to do the same in your journal, putting the tagger on the first place. The idea of this is not to get a free feature, it is to spread art around for everyone.
1.) (I love her Icon!! N~~~~)
LittleReaderxNordics- Crush~14 Years Old~
(Name) sighed sadly as she sat on the couch, lost in her thoughts. She was the only one home at the moment, besides Berwald and Mathias. Berwald sat in the chair beside the couch, reading a large book. She flipped through the channels of the television before tossing the remote to Mathias who had been bugging her about it. He immediately flipped to a football (soccer as the American's call it) game, happy that she hadn't found anything to her liking and that the television was now under his control.
"Hey Mathias?" she groaned, nibbling at her nails as she watched the game halfheartedly, her thoughts elsewhere.
"Yea," he mumbled, staring intensely at the screen.
"There is this guy my friend likes," she began, "but he doesn't seem to like her back. He instead prefers other girls that are somewhat," (Name) sighed, looking for the least offensive term, "promiscuous." Mathias turned his attention to her as she spoke, "Why is that?"
"Well, well, my dear (Name). Your friend obv
The Subway 1
I wondered why the two men had asked me to their small condo next to the Battle Subway but I'd decided that if they tried to rape me, I'd just send out my pokemon and own their butts. I guess I didn't really have a sense of danger. There wasn't really that much I was afraid of, except a certain man with vomit color hair.
You guessed who it was; Ghetsis.
I don't really think of him that much but I can't help but think that he was never arrested. But only do I think of that occasionally.
I was sitting at their small table. Emmet sat across from me, studying my face. It was kind of creepy. Ingo pulled up a chair to the table and sat in it, sipping his coffee. They had taken off their hats and coats. Ingo had thrown his on the couch before Emmet scolded him for being so sloppy.
The two brother's were as different as Black and I. I smiled at the thought of my friend. I hadn't seen him in six months since he went to Kanto. He was determined to beat the Champion over there. I think he just ho