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Pokemon Creepypasta It had been nearly a month since I had played Pokemon White, or even go anywhere near my Nintendo DS. The game had been sitting in the DS, unharmed, and ready to be played. It was dark outside, my parents had gone to sleep, my brother was watching TV in his bedroom down the hallway from mine, and my dad had made me get off my computer. I wasn't at all tired. I looked at the clock next to me. It read 11:43. I shrugged, then turned on my DS. As the light shined in my eyes, I went to the menu. "Insert game" was written on it. I turned the DS around. Yup, Pokemon White was inserted. In the game slot. Ready. I turned it back around to see that the screen now said "Pokemon White". It must have been my imagination I hit start, and the game started. Once it opened the title screen, I was shocked to see that instead of Zekrom appearing, there was a man in a black robe. It must be an update? I was confused. His pixels grew larger, and I noticed how good the qu
This be my story chapter one1
"Lilith Carson," screeched my second period teacher, Mrs. Wilson, as she read the list of peoples' names. I looked up, and she signaled me to go to the front of the classroom. It was show-your-pet-day, which, in fact, is weird for a tenth grade language arts class. I could feel Morris, my pet chinchilla that was sitting in my lap, jump from me talking, and then I felt something wet. Great. Morris did it again. I attempted to wipe away the liquid that was on my lap, but it barely came off. Sighing, I stood up, holding Morris with both of my hands, and walked to the front of the room.
I could hear Savannah Melendez giggling from the back row. Her high-pitched voice made it feel like my ear drums were imploding, I don't understand why her parents hadn't 'gotten rid' of her (that is in fact what she says about me). Morris tried to hide in my school sweatshirt's pocket at the sight of all of my classmates. The only time he had ever be
Am I... A clone? As I looked around me, I could see a liquid. was in a tank, and there were tubes going around me. I looked around, and saw another Riolu in a chamber like mine. My paws were different, however. They had markings, and my tail was different from the other Riolu also. I was scared. I saw men and women walking around me, and pointing at me. I felt like crying, but I couldn't
They turned around and started talking to each other. Once they finished their conversation, they pulled a lever, and a liquid started flowing into my arms. It felt as if someone had stabbed me with a knife, and then I was immobilized. When I woke up, I was in the middle of a fire. The lab was destroyed, and the other Riolu was on the ground, wearing a pink glow stick for a necklace. His Aura spoke to me. For all it said was, "Take my necklace. It shall guide you." and then my journey as a Riolu began.
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
Commission Atem x reader To be wed [1/3]
Commission Atem x reader To be wed [1/3]
(You will be the princess of the niles. You are 15 years old, you have long [h/c] hair, and [e/c] eyes.)
You lied on your bed curled up on a ball crying.
“Why?... Why does it have to be me?.... And why now?”
“W-what?” You stood in front of your father not believing what he just told you.
“I’m sorry my dear daughter but I had no choice. In a few days you will be sent off in a few days to be married off to the Pharaohs son Atem. With this marriage we’ll gain more land.
“But father, I don’t want to marry for that. I want to marry out of love. Also I don’t want to marry someone that I don’t even know.”
“ENOUGH! YOU ARE GOING TO MARRY THE PRINCE OF EGYPT IF YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!”
“I don’t want to marry. At Least not yet.” There was a knock at your door. “GO AWAY!”
“[Y/n] It’s your mother.” You s
11th Doctor X Reader: Steampunk“So let me get this straight. There’s a planet called Janus, where the citizens are look like humans, they’re dressed steampunk style 24/7, and we’re headed there right now?”
“Yep!” the Doctor said. “And, we have just landed!”
“Great!” you said, running down one of the TARDIS’s hallways.
“Oi! (y/n)! Where are you going?”
“Getting dressed-won’t be long!”
“That’s what you always say,” the Doctor murmured in a whisper that was too quiet for you to hear.
You finally made it to the TARDIS’s wardrobe, and started searching for the perfect outfit. Your passion for steampunk began when your friends took you to a steampunk festival, and you saw the beautiful outfits they wore. You were a writer, and you wanted to be clothes designer, so it seemed like the perfect world to escape to. After that day, you started drawing your own steampunk dress. You had been saving up your
The Little Girl in the Yellow Nightgown GTChristoph let out a soft grunt as something tiny and warm pressed into his abdomen. Frowning with confusion, the young giant began to sit up in bed, careful not to lose focus on that little tiny feeling on his skin. Rubbing his dark facial scruff, Christoph reached with his other hand to flip the switch of the bed side lamp- he gasped as light flooded his tired eyes, and waited for his pupils to adapt…
The giant then gently removed his bed covers, and gazed down at his bare stomach and breathed out sharply.
The sight before him was astonishing- a girl, a tiny little thumbing of a girl lay shivering on his skin… She had dark long hair, the color of a panther's coat, and skin (much tanner and darker than Christoph's) which was as warm and brown as golden hot chocolate.. Christoph felt his eyebrows furrow as he thought, 'How in the universe has such a little morsel ended up here?"
Christoph was never fond of eating humans- squirmy, fatless little things… B
Caving, Campfires and CuddlesI suppose I should be thankful that the sun was setting outside; otherwise, when I left the exit tunnel of Johto's Dark Cave, I'd have been blinded by the sudden light. I only had to blink a bit as I stumbled into the orange evening glow, the shadow cast by Sprout Tower in the northwest landing over the forest nearby.
"Good...God," I panted, exhausted. My backpack weighed a ton, stuffed with a tent, canteen and other supplies I'd packed earlier today. "We're finally free, you guys." I motioned to my friends to exit the tunnels at last.
"Uuuughhhh..." a female voice moaned from behind me. I felt tiny tremors as Dragonair beat her tail against the rough earth "My ears are still ringing. That was so, so unpleasant." My dragoness Pokemon passed me on the dusty trail out of Dark Cave, the aptly-named tunnel system to the east of Violet City.
I held my hands to my temples; i'd temporarily drowned out the dull ringing to announce our arrival out of the caves, but Dragonair's mentioning it had
Embroidered 11 ( LevixReader AU)
You called Petra over after you had taken care of Levi and sent him to bed. She didn't waste time to make it over after you mentioned that Levi was already over your house. You opened your door to get the mail just as Petra rushed from her car to your porch.
"Oh thank goodness! I was afraid that I'd be stuck out here." Petra exclaimed removing her soaked hood from her head.
"How is he"?
"Well, he's sleep right now...I think. You know come to think of it, that little fucker is really quiet."
"[Name]! You didn't bother to check on him"!?
"Haha oh Petra calm down alright. I checked on him. Now get your butt in here it's cold dammit." You said to stepping aside so that she could get in. Light thunder crackled in the distance as Petra made her way into your family room and switched on your t.v.
"Hey [Name], would you like to watch t.v.? Oh sure Pet, here take the remote why don't you." You replied sarcastically.
"Aww, [Name], You shouldn'
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
Intro: Rainbow's Story I looked into the grass infront of me as I stood up. I saw my hands, noticing they were paws. I felt a tail, and saw it. I noticed I had all my memory. My name is Rainbow. I'm an eighteen year old girl, and I have no memory of the last 24 hours.
I started walking on the path ahead of me. I hear a growl from the bushes, and suddenly look at them.
Everything went black.
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