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Heroshipping...Pokemon fan fiction short
“Who the hell is this kid?” Ray asked as a general question, starring down at the red headed boy in front of him who glared back with emerald green eyes.
“Why don’t you try asking me what my name is?” He demanded.
“Oi! They make them so feisty now a days.” John commented to one in particular, “Especially the short ones.”
“I thought we were supposed to be meeting someone who belongs to a shipping that the author just found out about.” Cody said, “It can’t be this kid, can it?”
“Colosseumshipping is the only right one!” Sam interjected, crossing her arms stubbornly.
“Of course you would say that.” John muttered.
“Heroshipping.” The new kid answered, still glaring up at Ray, “Believe me, I hate it too.”
“Say what?!” Everyone else demanded, mouths gaping at the news.
Stained Happiness: Dedicated to the Day of SilencePokemon Fan Fiction short
‘Can we walk like we have somewhere to go?' John thought impatiently. It always pissed him off how slowly people would walk in the halls. He wanted to get to his next class as quickly as possible; out of six classes he only had one without his sister and that was last period. ‘Finally!’ John spotted a break in the line of snails walking in front of him and shot through it, not caring the slightest when he accidentally bumped into the one who had moved to close the gap.
Less than a minute later John was walking through the door to his next class. His gaze instantly went to the part of the room where he and his sister sat side-by-side. She was already at her desk, but her head was down, he shoulders shaking a little; she was crying.
“Kenzie!” John cried, running over to her, tossing his books listlessly onto his desk as he whipped past it, not caring when he heard most of his things hit the fl
I was boredPokemon Fan Fiction short
A Long Time Ago...
Just… a little… farther…
At the last second Tristan lost his balance and fell a good seven feet to the ground, landing on his back; just barely missing the ripe Pecha berry he was reaching for to give to his sister-in-law’s waiting Jolteon, Hiro.
“Ow! Man, and I was so close too!” Tristan said aloud, blowing back his dark brownish red hair in slight frustration, as he starred up at the lightly swaying tree branches.
“Are you okay?” A soft and very familiar voice inquired, steeping over to Tristan.
Tristan glanced over to his uncle Nick, his fair face scrunched up in consternation.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” He mumbled halfheartedly with a wry smile.
“Are you sure?” Nick asked his grassy colored eyes scanning Tristan critically, “That was a pretty hard fall.”
When he finished speaking a stray lock of long, pale green hair fell in front of his face
Starlight, Star Bright: Ch. 8Starlight, Star Bright
Ch.8: Welcome to My Life
NOTE: if you are just reading the story for the first time now STOP. Skip to the BOTTOM of the page, click the link (FIRST) and start from the beginning please. I write with assumption that everyone knows what's going on already from reading everything before this.
“No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I’m happy, but I’m not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work, it was always there
You don’t know what it’s like [what it’s like]
To be hurt, to feel lost, to be left out in the dark
To be kicked, when you’re down, to feel like you’ve been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down and no one’s there to save you
No you don’t know what it’s like
Welcome to my life.”
~ “Welcome to My Life” by: Simple Plan
Ray had never been so confused and at war with himself
When the Snow Falls: Chapter 2“Gah! The one bad thing I can say about snow is that it makes it almost impossible to pick up a good scent.” Chitsa complained as she searched in vain to find any clue to the pups and her brother in the frozen air.
Light gasped, “Chitsa, Look!”
Chitsa’s golden brown head snapped up, her indigo eyes frantically searching the direction that the palomino mare had indicated. There, at the edge of the newly frozen lake, were the tiny, indistinct forms of Chesmu and the pups. Chitsa bounded down the snowy slope that separated her and Light from the lake shore. As she approached she saw that River, Forest and Chesmu had already ventured out, onto the frozen surface. Shade still stood on solid ground, but she obviously intended to follow them.
“What are you doing?” Chitsa demanded hotly, although she already knew, they were seeing who dared to go out the farthest on the thin ice, too thin, even for such young ones.
“Um…” Shade began,
The aging leader of SmolderClan lifted her head from her paws at the sound of her medicine cat’s voice.
“PebbleStream, come in my friend.” She replied.
A beautiful gray and brown mackerel tabby she-cat walked into PatchLight’s den, a grave look clouding her face.
“The time has come again.” PebbleStream told her cryptically.
“What do you mean?” PatchLight asked her ears pinned back in the fear of what she thought PebbleStream was talking about.
Many, many moons before a great danger had come that had threatened the existence of all five clans, but one cat had come from outside the clans, destined to save them; IceStorm, and she had. Near the time of her death a prophecy was given that such a cat would come for more times, once for each clan.
“The time for a destined cat from the outside to save us all has come once again.” PebbleStream replied, confirming PatchLight’s fears.
Not Your Average Lily - tg tfATTENTION: Please be aware, this story was written using a reference. I advise you guys look at this before reading further, just as something to visualise the transformation with. The link can be found in the description. Enjoy!
I look around the large greenhouse, pure boredom etched into my face as I take in the vast sea of green, the occasional splash of red or yellow from various flowers dotted about. A bead of sweat slowly trickles down my forehead, and I wipe it away with a hand. I want nothing more right now than to leave; it’s too hot, it’s too humid, and there is literally nothing of interest here.
Well… nothing of interest for me at least, I muse to myself as my younger sister darts past me, eyes wide open with curiosity and inquisitiveness. On the face of a 10 year old, that looks nothing but adorable. Unfortunately for me I have a soft spot for my sister, and she knows it all too well. I get the impression she plays on this more than I should
My Little Profiles: Charade
The Secondary Antagonist of My Little Pony: The Future is Magic
Ages: Most Likely 30's
Height: About the same as most other stallions, but slightly taller
Eye Colors: Light Blue
Coat Colors: Grey
Mane Colors: Light Purple
Cutie Marks: Masks of Comedy and Tragedy
Current Status: Wanted Jewel Thief
Allies: None Known
Enemies: Clever Wits, Daring Do
Personality: Cruel and Manipulative. Patient, but sometimes easy to anger.
Abilities: Master of Magical Disguises, Master of Thievery.
Other Details: Charade was a pony who loved to pretend and act as a young colt. How he turned into a criminal from there is unknown. This stallion has never been caught and enjoys putting on a show for his enemies.
My Little Profiles: Clever Wits
Supporting Character of My Little Pony: The Future is Magic
Name: Clever Wits
Age: Most Likely in his 30's
Species: Earth Pony
Height: About the same as most other ponies
Eye Color: Brownish-orange
Coat Color: Grey
Mane Color: Light and Sandy Brown
Cutie Mark: Roll of Duct Tape
Current Status: Secret Agent for an Unnamed Agency
Friends: Daring Do
Abilities: High Intelligence, Can use the simplest items found around him to form a solution to any problem he may be in.
Other Details: Years ago, before A.K. Yearling became an author and Daring Do, Clever Wits was but a pony of nature who met Yearling on one of his little expeditions. Together they became friends, and soon had to face off against their greatest foe at tha
Draw this for me?
Hey everyone! I was wondering if there was anyone out there who could draw an amazing picture of my Original Creepypasta up above! Her name is "Dolly" but her full name is "Oopsie Daisy Dolly". She has a doll that looks exactly like her, her weapons are needle and thread, a kitchen knife, and an X-Acto knife. I also finished her story. Eventually I will be finishing the more detailed version of her story. More blood, flows more etc. I'm super excited!
Here's her link: http://sweeneytoddst.deviantart.com/art/Creepypasta-Oopsie-Daisy-Dolly-481440235
Read her story if you'd like to know more about her. If you do draw her then send me the link through a note! I'd love to see it! Do fanart if you must!
I really want Dolly to get noticed! So, if you can maybe you can tell your friends to find the story here on DA or on creepypasta.wikia.com
Thank you everyone! I hope to see some of your guys versions of her!
My Little Profiles: Scorpan
Supporting character of MLP: Short Cross Stories, Short Cross Stories 2, and MLP: The Future Frontier Stories
Age: Over 1,000 years old
Height: Larger than most ponies
Family: Tirek (Brother), Grogar (Possible Brother)
current status: In a faraway land away from Equestria
Allies: Princess Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia, Princess cadence, Princess Luna, Prince Astrowolf, Applejuice, Applejack, Big Macintosh, Fluttershy, Blaine, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Star Bolt, Pinkie Pie, Afro, Spike, etc.
Enemies: Tirek, Grogar
Description: Brown and Gray fur , Sharp fangs, long tail and massive wings.
Powers: Magic, Great Strength, Strong Wing power, High pitched screech
Weakness: Unknown for now
Other details: Scorpan was once partners with Tirek when they were going to steal magic but After he learn the ways of friendship towards other ponies, He went back to tell his brother to abandon their plans but Tirek however re
OD - Filled Written Bio: Rheaxts
Name: Rheaxts Ruxof
Nickname(s): Rhe, Rhea, the Gardener, Chicky, etc.
Preferred Name(s): Anything goes; just nothing rude!
D.O.B.: April 4th
Star Sign: Aries
Blood Type: A-
Height: 5'0" (152 cm)
Weight: 112 lbs (50.8 kg)
Hair Color/Style: Blonde; It has been stylized into a bob.
Eye Color: Green
Skin Tone: Caucasian
Body Type/Build: Lithe build--her body is small but she has been training.
Misc. Appearance Details: Rheaxts has a very youthful look, and appears much younger than her actual age.
Style: Rheaxts usually likes to follow comfort more than anything else, unlike
My little Profiles: Grogar
One of the main antagonists of MLP:Short Cross Stories 2
Titles: The Aspect of Darkness/Emperor of Tambelon
Age: over 1,000 years old
Species: Demon Ram
Height: larger than most ponies
Alignment: Pure Chaotic Evil
Current Status: Sealed on the island of Tambelon
Allies: Goat army, Yonder (Former Witch doctor of the mule deer tribe), Talc (Former leader of the brown bear tribe), cyclops army, Quartz (Traitor of the elk tribe) other characters will come soon plus grogar's pet.
Enemies: Prince Astrowolf, Scorpan, Princess Twilight Sparkle, Applejuice, Applejack, Big Macintosh, Fluttershy, Blaine, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Star Bolt, Pinkie Pie, Afro, Spike, etc.
Description: Dark blue coat, dark red eyes, wears a bell around his neck which helps channel his powers, indestructible horns
Powers: Wields dark magic, charging and shield abilities, Demonic Magic
Weaknesses: The Power Of the Light, The ancient bell of Tambelon, The Sword of Light, The Mega El
Let's All Go To Freddy's Wormy! :) PT 1"WORMY I'M HOME!!!"I yelled dropping my puke bag in the trash and ran to my room.
"LEILA DON'T RUN!!!"I heard alex yell at me as I ran up the stairs
"YOUR NOT MY DAD!"I yelled,but of course I tripped on the stairs. 'ow' I thought.I felt someone lift me and I looked up to see Ben supporting me.I smiled then ran to my room and lifted wormy who lay asleep on my bed
"HEY!" he sqeaked
"leila whats wrong"he sighed
"nofin just got a deadly disorder that could kill me "I said
"awesome" he replies with a smile
" OH I KNOW!!!"I suddenly yelled
"Lets call up my bro's and...Lets all go to Freddy's Wormy " I said
He protested,knowing I could get hurt.He didn't care really,but I was like his trophy and a hard to earn one to!
I called Skylar,Kitten,Rose,Mileena,Cass,Acelynn,And I told ben we were going.He invited his freinds jake Fred and Gary
We snuck past alex and ran to the shut down pizzeria.Skylar was first there,she brought arien,and I was glad.Arien is like
SE charas as catsSoul and Kid:
(Soul: Let's do it kid! Kid: Oh yeah! Both: Okey! 3..2..1... HEY LOOK WE'RE TWO KITTYS AND WE'RE CUUTEE!):
(Patty: A hand! I'll catch it! I'll catch it!!))
(Liz:A TOAST!! OH MAAAH GOOOOD!" )
(Kid: LOOK AT ME! I'M CUTE!)
(Blacky: I NEED TO CATCH THE RED POINT!! F*CK YEAH!)
(Tsubaki: I love you :33)
(Maka: Sooo many mangas!! WHAT DA HEEEELL?!)
(Soul: I'm da master of cillin biatch!)
Kid when you tell him his hair is asymmetrical:
(Kid: You... hurt... my... feelings... *sniff*)
For those of you reading "Don't Look Back" I don't want you to get the completely wrong idea about Embric. So I wanted put up this profile with, I guess you could say it's kind of her theme song
She doesn't even really know why she's so horrible sometimes.
The truth is in her memories that she can't consciously remember
we all have them, like me, I can't actually remember my Father going basically crazy cuz of his PTSD from the war and choking my mom, she's says I saw it though, so I know I did, and it still affects things I do, the things that scare me (like men yelling)
Point is, that's Embric's deal
She's hurt and lonely and she can't even remember why, she just knows that she feels that way and she takes it out the people (i.e. Alaric) around her.
She was too young to remember the very close friend she had a young pup
I mean picture Plad and Ember, that kind of close friend and all I'll say on that is that apples don't fall far from the trees here
Now that friend is gone, Embric ca
To depression, for creating days without endWake up to the realization that you've been awake
for seconds, minutes, hours.
You've been awake in this warm, dark room
and you don't know how long it's been
but now you're conscious
and it starts again--
the pain, strong and steady, in your chest.
You gain consciousness in this too warm morning
and your thoughts whir in endless loops
because it's either that or face the weight in your chest.
Light breaks though the window, soft and unwelcome
but you take it as a reluctant gift--
a new distraction from the feelings awake in your chest.
Awake, but not conscious.
So you think yourself in circles a little while longer
waiting for those quiet pains
(the constant reminder)
to gain consciousness.
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