Title: Picture Perfect Author: xEryChan Fandom: Pokemon Pairing: Jetshipping (Hilbert/Skyla) Rating: G Note: Dare from JetshipperKekkaishi
Spoiler:- Hilbert x Skyla:
“Oh for the love of- will you stop it?” Skyla groaned in annoyance.
She was currently on vacation and decided to spend the week in Undella Town with her boyfriend, Hilbert, due to the fact there was a beach over there. It was nice and quiet, perfect day to just relax on the beach and not not have to worry about a thing.
She was just relaxing on the beach while Hilbert was so wrapped up in taking pictures of the scenery and of his girlfriend, much to her dismay.
Skyla is not someone who likes getting her picture taken.
“I can't help it.” He argued. “I've never been here before.”
“But do you need to take pictures of me? I just want to relax on the beach and not have my picture taken, if it's okay with you. I don't usually get a vacation all that much.”
Which was true. As a gym leader, they don't get vacations all that much. But Skyla hasn't had a challenger in a while and she wanted to take a vacation.
Hilbert, on the other hand, was waiting for the Pokemon League to open up again. As the Champion, he's had so many people challenge him and not a single one of them had managed to beat him. In just a couple of months, the Unova League was going to start and trainers from near and far were going to come and see if they could defeat him.
He was in need of a vacation himself and who better to spend it with then is girlfriend?
“Well, sorry.” He mocked in annoyance.
“Just take pictures of the beach, not me. Please.”
Title: Lost In a Cave Author: Mizz Nikki Fandom: Pokemon Pairing: Greyskyshipping (Hugh x Nate) Rating: G Note: Dare from Skiyomi on the Shippers Truth or Dare thread. I know the title stinks but I couldn't think of anything else.
Nate was most certainly not freaking out.
But he couldn't help but wonder how he had gotten himself into this mess.
He was lost in Twist Mountain with Hugh, his rival, and to make matters worse, he was wandering around with a sprained ankle.
Hugh took charge, like he always did and ended up getting both himself and Nate lost. The duo ended walking into a wild Onix's territory and the Pokemon wasn't too kind because of it. The rock snake chased them around and Nate ended up tripping on a rock, injuring his ankle.
It was then that his rival realized he had to do something so he sent out his Samurott to battle it, beating it before it decided to head back to its territory.
Nate's ankle was really bothering him so he needed to stop but Hugh insisted they kept going. It wasn't until he realized he couldn't go on anymore that they decided to take a rest.
Nate was sitting on the floor, his ankle elevated by his bag. Hugh sat next to him. "How does it feel?" The older boy asked.
Nate looked at Hugh, clearly annoyed. "What do you think?"
Hugh put his hands up. "I'm sorry, alright." He took the map and looked at it. "I can't make heads or tails out of this thing."
Nate looked over at Hugh and sighed. "It might help if you were holding it right side up."
Hugh groaned. "Are you serious? I'm holding it upside down?"
Nate couldn't help but laugh, taking the map and turned it over so it was right up side before giving back to Hugh.
“Hey, it's not funny.” Hugh looked at Nate like he was offended but that only made the younger boy laugh even more. “Some friend you are.”
“I'm the best damn friend you'll ever have!” Nate said and the two laughed.
This was definitely an experience neither of them would forget.
Title: A Friend You Haven't Met
Pairing: MirageKingdomShipping (Dawn's Togekiss/Misty's Togetic)
“Togekiss, wait!” Dawn called, scraping her knee as she edged her way through some hedges to chase after her Pokemon, who was flying away and not paying any heed to her calls. She couldn’t imagine what had gotten into her. Togekiss was usually so demure and well-behaved. It wasn’t like her to pull such a problem-child move and dash away like that. Considering that they’d only been in Hoenn for a few days and Dawn wasn’t familiar with her surroundings, she definitely wouldn’t appreciate it if this stunt got them lost.
“Oh?” a female figure with her hair delicately curled on either side of her face called as Dawn burst into the garden beyond the hedgerow. “Who are you?”
Dawn clutched a stitch in her side and looked up. Togekiss had finally, thankfully stopped her flight. She was hovering just by the woman whose garden she’d unintentionally invaded. The woman was cradling a Togepi in her arms and by her shoulder hovered a Togetic that Togekiss was giving her full attention to.
“Dawn,” she answered, trying to get her breath back. “I’m sorry, but my Togekiss just flew off.” She shot aforementioned Togekiss a worried look. “It’s so unlike her, too.”
The woman gave Togekiss a calm smile. “I’m sure she was just drawn to the Mirage Kingdom. We worship Togepi and their evolutions here, so it’s a sacred place for them.”
“Mirage Kingdom?” Dawn repeated, brow furrowing. This place didn’t appear on any of her maps. “And you’re…?”
“Oh, where are my manners?” the woman said, breaking into a courtesy. “I’m Princess Sara.”
Dawn threw Togekiss a scandalized look. “You broke into a princess’s garden?!” she demanded. Togekiss used to belong to a princess! She should’ve had royal decorum down better than that.
“It’s no problem,” Princess Sara said with a giggle, rocking the little Togepi in her arm. “Anyway, I think she’s made a friend.”
Dawn let her eyes fall on the Togetic beating its wings in a flurry of activity to hover by her much bigger Togekiss. It was strange… she knew she’d never seen that Pokemon before, but she got an unexplainable sense of familiarity from him. Like… meeting a friend of a friend.
“Well… that’s nice, but we should probably get back to the main road,” Dawn said, using her most soothing of tones on the distracted Togekiss.
Togekiss turned around, blinking her black eyes at Dawn in a panic. “K-kiss?” she tried, turning a sidelong glance to the newfound Togetic. “Do I have to, mom?” was written all over her face.
“…Or we could stay awhile longer,” Dawn relented with some reluctance. “…Get to know each other a little better!”
“Yowch!” Dawn cried, her forehead crinkling in pain as she put her hand up to it.
“Sorry,” Barry apologized in a half-hearted way, trying to look beyond her to whatever had caught his eye this time. “Geez, you’re always in my way whenever something cool’s going on.”
“Oh, so it’s my fault you don’t look where you’re going and knock me down all the time?” Dawn asked, clenching her fists by her side. Honestly, she wouldn’t have even been that mad under normal circumstances. This was just typical Barry behavior—always in too much of a rush to look where he was going. You had to forgive him because there was something just so earnest about him, but the “watch where I’m going!” attitude was where she had to draw the line.
Barry shrugged. “You or fate. I can’t figure out which. Something keeps putting you in my path.”
“Maybe you’re in my path, wise guy. Ever think of that?” Dawn countered, crossing her arms.
“Hey, you’re not actually mad are you?” Barry asked, peering closer to her as though this was an unforeseen and somewhat unreasonable response. “Weren’t you the one who said we could accomplish anything if we put our heads together?”
Dawn sucked in a breath through her teeth. She was running out of angry, but nevertheless her optimistic statement hadn’t really been an invitation for a head-to-head smack-down. “I didn’t mean it like that.”
She sighed and took a step closer to him. “If you’re gonna take everything I say literally then you could at least be gentle about it.” She leaned her head in closer so her forehead touched his. “See? Isn’t this better?”
Barry muttered something that didn’t come out to any real words. Somehow he’d forgotten what he’d been in such a rush to get to only a moment before. “I guess this is okay,” he relented after a time.
Dawn smiled. “Good. No more headbutting then!”
Last edited by Skiyomi; 25th August 2013 at 5:44 AM.
Notes: Dare from Team Forestfire.
Red sat cross-legged on the floor of the darkened cavern, his Pikachu hunkering down beside him. When he’d first taken residence in Mt. Silver to train, he’d found the floor that made up his carpet, chair and bed to be cold and hard, but now he was used to it and it was just as comfortable as any plush fabric. Anyway, it suited his purpose: training.
But Red had an instinct that someday… he’d be doing more than just training in this cavern. Surely some like-minded trainer—some rising star of battling—would take the same route he had and come before him. Then he would finally have a true challenge to face.
Red pricked up his ears as he heard the sound of approaching feet, too light to be that of a Donphan. As a hat poked up through the opening in the floor, Red heard a voice. “I think we made it to the top, Pikachu!” a voice rung out in exuberance.
A figure emerged from the darkness. The worthy trainer Red had been hoping to fight? But this one seemed so much younger than he’d expected… a bit younger, maybe, than even when Red himself had started on his journey.
“Oh wow!” the boy said, catching sight of him. “Some else made it up here—and you got a Pikachu too!” He jogged over to Red, his eyes bright. “Nice to meet you; I’m Ash, and this is my buddy Pikachu!”
“Pika!” the little creature catching a ride of his shoulder squeaked in greeting.
Red said nothing; it was kind of his thing.
But just as Red was getting ready to silently bring out his first Pokemon and begin the battle with this young challenger without so much as a word, he heard another set of footsteps making their way through the chamber.
Another boy, perhaps a year or two older than Ash, pushed his way past some stray rocks. Like Red and Ash, he was wearing a hat, but his was backwards with a lock of hair pulled out from under the brim. He clutched a stitch in his side obviously tired from the trip up.
When he’d got his breath back and looked around he said: “Oh geez! Didn’t expect to find anyone up here.” He shrugged. “I guess secluded training isn’t all it’s cracked up to be—and anyone who makes it up here is bound to be a great battle partner. I’m Ethan, by the way,” he added.
“Great to meet you, Ethan,” Ash said, turning to the new arrival with a grin. Someone had to handle the formalities since Red wouldn’t. “And I think battling would be a great idea!”
“The question is, which of us will battle since there’s three of us,” Ethan said, resting his chin speculatively in the crook between his thumb and index finger.
“That’s… a good question,” Ash admitted, having been a little too swept away by the prospect of a battle to worry about the particulars. “We could go tournament style.”
“Maybe…” Ethan said, as though he wasn’t really married to that idea. “…Or… and this is a little bit unusual, I guess, but we could do a three-way.”
Red looked at him. He raised his eyebrows. It was the most expressive thing he’d probably done since the two had entered his cavern.
“Battle, I mean,” Ethan specified, catching the look and its implication. “Three-way battle.”
Last edited by Skiyomi; 16th April 2014 at 4:23 PM.
Darkness, pure darkness. That’s all I’ve ever been able to see. It’s just a horrible weakness, not being able to see. I mean, I’ve been confined to my house. I wasn’t able to rescue my sister’s Purrloin when Plasma stole it, I wasn’t able to go when he started... I wasn’t even able to get that egg I wanted so badly... My blindness seems to just be a giant weakness. I don’t know why I continue to live on like this... Having to be fed, washed, have stuff be read to me, hell, even using the restroom. Nate keeps on telling me I still have a purpose, though. What it is I don’t know.
I mean, I’ve never been able to see his face. Let alone his smile, or even what a smile was. I don’t even know why he stayed my friend after learning about my blindness. He’s always been by my side, and always calls me-
Ugh, I guess I’ll finish this audio diary later. See you guys later...
“What is it!?” I reply, a little annoyed.
“I wanted to show you this Pokemon I just caught. He reminded me of you,” he responded in a cheerily reply, chuckling lightly with every whimsical step.
“Hey, remember, I can’t exactly see...” I replied, turning my head to the left.
“Oh yeah... I forgot after not seeing you in a while. Anyways, I was cruising through Kalos awhile back and found this cat pokemon... I think it was called Meowstic... I thought you’d like it,” he responded. I sighed. Felines just don’t bring up good memories.
“Uh, thanks, Nate... You know how I am with cats though... Why’d you think this would work for me?” I asked bitterly, trying to feel for my bed. I hate that I have to depend on randomly reaching out when someone isn’t helping me.
“It’s a psychic type, and I’ve heard it can read your mind.” I turned my head towards his voice, and I guess my sightless eyes were glazing over in shock. “Besides, it’s so soft and fluffy,” he concluded in a whimsical tone.
I sat down on my bed, waiting for Nate to finish dealing with the cat. I looked up every once in a while, directing my head to where the noise was coming from. I soon felt something plop on my stomach, and felt around it. It was fluffy... And warm. It made a weird noise when I petted. I guess you could describe it as joy? I think that’s correct...
“Meow?” it questioned me, and I felt my mind sort of be pierced. But, it wasn’t any pain I felt... It was more of worry. Like it was asking me if something wrong.
“I just can’t see you, that’s all...” I responded to the cat, petting it behind what I think was its ear.
“Meow...” it responded, its voice filled with pity, before I felt all of its weight plopping down onto me.
“I think he likes you.” I suddenly heard Nate’s voice, before I felt a huge weight topple down onto the bed.
“S-shut up...” I responded hesitantly... What’s this emotion I’m feeling?
“If you want her... She’s yours. It’ll take awhile to do the paperwork and getting you your license, but I think you’d finally be able to travel the world,” Nate replied, his voice a bit softer than usual
“Yeah... I’ll think over it,” I responded hesitantly... Then I felt something wrapping around me. The Meowstic got off me and curled up against my body as Nate and I shifted to a more comfortable position.
“Alright. Besides, if you do I’ll always be there to help you...”
“Thanks, I guess. Though, why do want to help me?” I asked, hugging him back. I felt one of his hands gently lift up my chin and his lips pressed against mine. That feeling I had seemed to tug at me stronger, and I returned the kiss without a second thought. My first kiss, and it’s with my best friend. I guess that’s kind of cliched.
“I love you, that’s all...” Nate responded, his usual joyous attitude returning. I buried my head into his chest, and slowly started to fade into sleep.
Pairing/s: DaiquiriShipping - Cress & Nate
Spoiler:- I love writing Nate like this. It makes me squee so hard.:
“Let’s see here... sourdough, baguettes, croissants, rolls, cakes, biscotti, and quiche... It seems like everything is in order today!” A young boy exclaimed in a musical tone, the aromas of the fresh pastries wafting through the air. The boy was dressed in a simple white apron with a with a matching head scarf, and seemed to emit a cheerful aura.
The boy turned his head at a jingle, more specific the bell at the door. In came walking in was one of the kingdom’s three princes. More specifically the oldest and most vain, Cress. Though, the prince did have a soft side, and the bread boy knew it.
“Hello, Peasant, may I purchase some bread from this establishment?” Cress asked the bread boy, his voice filled with formality.
“Oh, uh, sure, my Prince! W-what would you like?” The boy replied nervously, his face getting a bit redder in color. He started to press his ring fingers together, and a sort of smile seemed to be forming. He never was graced with royalty at the shop, so it was a big occasion.
“Hmm... that baguette looks good. May I have that one?” He asked, pointing to one of the many baguettes lined up next to each other. The bread boy quickly plucked the loaf from its place and put it in its bag.
“Is that all your honor?” he asked.
“That shall suffice,” Cress said a bit coldly.
“Then that shall be three dollars,” The bready boy cheerfully replied back.
“I don’t seem to have- Wait, what’s your name?” Cress caught himself and then asked, as the eldest he took great pride in his politeness.
“Oh, it’s Nate,” Nate replied whimsically, though he looked clouded with uncertainty.
“Well then Nate, it seems I forgot my money. I wasn’t planning on buying everything, but there was such a heavenly aroma coming from here. Is there anyway I can get this for free?” Cress asked politely, despite it sounding more like schmoozing.
“Well, you do have to pay... I can’t simply give you this bread for free you know. Even if you are royalty,” Nate responded in a serious voice, but by his body movements he seemed more... flustered.
“This may do,” Cress replied before leaning in and giving Nate a small kiss on the lips. The bread boy’s face became overcome with shock, but didn’t deny his kiss. The Prince’s action made him even more flustered, and he let out a small squeak.
“Y-Yes, t-that works. Thank you and have, uh, a nice day,” Nate replied in his usual tone, and a small smile appeared on his face.
“If I like this bread, I’ll be sure to come back. Ta,” the prince told Nate as he started to walk out the door, giving a small hand notion meaning goodbye. Nate slumped against the wall and sighed, still in shock over the whole thing. He let out a long sigh, before giving out a small squeak of happiness.
Last edited by Liltwick; 17th September 2013 at 6:42 AM.
All that’s left now is a husk
A hollow shell
Filled with nothing
But the desire to be whole once again.
Title: Apple Fiasco
It all started under an autumn Apple tree. Pearl was playing those and seek with his friend, Diamond. At that age, one would say that they were perhaps too old to be playing, but they certainly had the energy. All thanks to a healthy lifestyle. Pearl thought his life was complete, he had his pokemon, his friends and of course his father.
Chatler was dizzy that night and hurt himself. Pearl was convince He had a picked a perfect hiding spot... until it began to rain with apples. Chapter banged his head and landed on Pearl, whilst they both ended up in someone else's picnic.
The little lady asked if Pearl was okay? No mess was made, and no serious injuries occurred, but she introduced herself as Yellow. She even let him share her picnic.
She hadn't seen her since that day, but Pearl wanted.to.know more about her. He couldn't wait to see her again.
Pairing: SommelierShipping (Cilan/Burgundy)
Notes: Dare from Misty#1.
Analysis. That’s what it comes down to for connoisseurs. Explore, deconstruct, appreciate, explicate. Identify all the parts and evaluate how they work as a whole. Look for the patterns and where the patterns break. Find what’s compatible and what’s dysfunctional. Moreover, understand why. Figure it out. Make sense of it.
Burgundy unfolded the news clipping she kept in her pocket. She’d opened and closed it so many times that pulpy material along the folds had grown soft. She stared at the picture—Cilan, smiling politely for a reporter who wanted a quick word from the gym leader turned traveler as he passed through town with his friends. It didn’t say much. Just a few platitudes about being a connoisseur, some chipper advice, and how he felt about being away from his gym. She’d picked it up early on in her journey and even now—especially now—she wasn’t sure why.
Early on it had been a focus for her rage when the man himself wasn’t around. But these days that fury was getting harder and harder to conjure. In the absence of anger, all she could feel was confusion.
She reached up and kneaded her forehead, trying to fight off a tension headache. It was as though something she’d been pushing away for a long time was about to crash down on her and there was nothing she could do about it.
She put the clipping back in her pocket. “How am I supposed to figure you out when I can’t even figure myself out?” she asked of no one in particular.
Last edited by Skiyomi; 16th April 2014 at 4:18 PM.
Title: Everyone's Local Wingman
Paring: AshxSerena (SatoSere)
Notes: Too many names out there. I'll just stick with the obvious for now.
Spoiler:- excuse me, fangirl coming through:
Ash couldn't understand they way she dressed or the way her light brunette hair flowed down her shoulders or how bright her teal eyes would shine brightly at the newest sale of outfits. Sure, he had been travelling with a few female companions on the road before but never two who seemed into anything cute or wonderful. Bonnie was the youngest in his new group of travelling companions and seemed to be in a full time position to find a bride for her dear brother, Clemont.
To this day Bonnie never stopped convincing Serena to change sides, from Ash's to Clemont. It was a silly love triangle that was getting on his nerves. They met when they were children and shared some great times together but Ash never understood why Bonnie kept telling him if Serena was close - closer that the common best friends status.
"For the last time, no. We aren't that close." The trainer spoke in a harsh tone.
"But but!" The youngest of the group bickered. "I'm sure there is more."
Last time Ash checked, Bonnie was 'hired' to look her brother a nice wife, not to meddle into whatever love life he had - if he had one.
"Ugh." The raven boy rolled his eyes. "I should of just joined Clemont honestly."
And then it happensed again, his auburn eyes stopped on the fashion nerd he knew since they were children. The wind passed by and her light brunette hair flowed in the same direction. Serena readjusted her rose coloured hat and pulled down on her ruby skirt before noticing her friend staring at her. Ash stuttered before looking back down at Bonnie who had the most annoying grin he had ever seen. To a stranger it would be cute, to Ash it was annoying.
"Don't look at me like that." He sighed.
"After I find my dear brother a wife your next!" She pointed with such excitement and determination. "I will be the best wingman you'll ever know and have!"
The young trainer blinked in utter disbelief at the young girl's determination to meddle into his love life. He crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. Bonnie gave off a grin before making haste to Serena who was too busy taking note of the accessories on the manikin's body and outfit it wore standing by the window of another clothes shop.
He took notice of the way Serena jumped at the mention of Bonnie's desire to make sure all her friends and loved ones had some sort of fixed love life. He could notice how quickly the brunette's cheeks flustered up as Bonnie ran up ahead of them giggling down the footpath.
For a moment their eyes quickly locked before watching Serena take haste and chase after the youngest member of their group. Ash looked around the busy street before looking back down the path Bonnie and Serena had raced down.
Ash sighed and started to chase down his friends,"I never signed up for this." Ash's mind quickly thought of Serena and his face flustered quickly, "And I don't need some wingman either Bonnie!"
Last edited by Midnightmoon6o2; 25th September 2013 at 2:21 AM.
Title: What's the Rush?
Pairing: CustardShipping (Calem/Trevor)
Notes: Dare from Lost™. Obviously since the games haven't been released I'm working with limited information.
Trevor wiped sweat away from his brow. He’d been crawling through the tall grass for the better part of an hour looking for new Pokemon. So far he hadn’t had much luck. But he wasn’t going to give up. He had to be the first one from their group to complete his Pokedex.
Calem had laughed when he’d told him his goal. It wasn’t a mocking laugh, but the warm sort of laugh that Trevor always hoped to hear from Calem. Then Calem had asked why he was so set on doing that before everyone else. “What’s the rush?” he’d asked.
Trevor hadn’t been able to explain it himself then. But he could feel it as the desperation of his search increased.
Maybe… maybe if I could do that…
…Maybe if I could do that I could be as good as you.
Title; Show me your eyes
Pairing/s; Advance & SatoSere
Notes: I'm still in the XY hype. I'm sorry, XD
Spoiler:- This fangirl can't just get away from this ship/s:
That was it. Ash had finally dealt the final stroke. This man - this thing had finally admitted defeat. Ever since he took his first step into the new region, his pokemon stared from above - like personal angels of death. Their eyes, they pierced his soul. They judged him but what for?
And so when they battled and let their skills as trainers do the talking, he finally got his answer. Ash won - and now he would talk. But the battle was not their first as for half the time he would return his pokemon back or Team Rocket would come in, chanting their motto before they would both quickly get rid of them.
And afterwards he would vanish like a ghost as his stares would remind him of that MegaBlaziken watching him from above. Ash was scared that this man would not live up to his word and fade into the depths of the darkness.
"Show me your face." He was more determined to see who this stalker was. "We had a deal."
"Ash." Serena rushed to her friend's side with her own pokemon by her side. Clemont stood back to make sure his sister was not going to get hurt by the masked person. "I don't trust him. He might escape like he always does."
The trainer nodded as he got his own pokeball from his belt holding it tightly in his hands.
"There is no need for that."
That was the first time they heard the man speak. Under the light and as he reached to remove his hood the long sleeves slid down and pale white hands were seen as they guided the material off their head. Then the mask that covered his face was remove.
Her piercing sapphire eyes spoke all.
Ash outstretched his arms to tell Serena to go not a step closer. His guard lowered and his pokeball dropped to the ground. His eyes shaking in fear and disbelief and his childhood friend noticed the fear he had. Serena was not use to it and would never would as she took brave steps and stood in front of Ash. Her arms outstretched.
"Who are you?!" She blurted. She didn't care if she was going to get hurt again. Nobody was going to hurt her friends - especially Ash.
Warm hands greeted her bare shoulders and caused her to glance back to him. His emotions hiding behind his red cap. She noticed him shaking his head over and over, muttering words so softly that she couldn't hear them.
"I've shown my face to you. I believe that is all we agreed on. Until the next time, Ash."
The man that was revealed to be a girl no younger they they were turned their back as her long coat swayed in the wind. Taking long bold steps away from them - not one caused her to look back. Seconds later Ash just fell down to his knees with his face still hidden behind his cap.
The sudden turn of emotions made Serena kneel down to her knees as Clemont and his sister made their way as fast as they both could. Tears couldn't help but be seen as Ash held his two hands together so tightly - as if he was praying.
Serena could no longer see Ash so alone as she found the courage to wrap her warm arms around the destroyed teen. He let a few whimpers out from his group of his silent tears before her warm words echoed in his ears.
"Who was she?" Serena still kept her arms around her dear friend.
Shaking his head at first Ash still refused to accept what he saw. A horrible dream, a mistake. But he was no fool - her voice could be no other. The light brunette could tell he was trying of be brave for them all but she hated that Ash was struggling to tell him who that girl was even after years of travelling together.
"Ash." She repeated. "Who is she?"
He suddenly looked up at Serena as he blinked away his tears away. But the distress and sadness was still there. He attempted to smile, ready to speak her name and thank her for everything but as soon his eyes glanced at the bruise and cut on her arm that she had gotten by from protecting him earlier, his lips that were planning to smile - trembled. He bit them to hope they would stop quivering but to no avail.
Holding lightly on her bruise, he finally spoke.
"May." His words were weak. He leaned his forehead on her shoulder. He played all the times she fought against her and closed his eyes. "Forgive me."
Those words he spoke were meant to the girl that still her arms around him but for a brief moment Serena felt they were not. She glanced down the path where the brunette had walked down.
They were for her - May.
Last edited by Midnightmoon6o2; 25th September 2013 at 2:56 AM.
Title: Trick Or Treat
"TRICK OR TREAT!" Dawn yelled at the top of her voice. It was so loud, perhaps even Unova could hear her.
Ash was dressed up as a zombie, but his wig was the wrong way round, thus Ash could not see Dawn and in all her gothic beauty. But he can certainly smell the candy cotton perfume and could feel the plushy feeling of her breasts.
Title: It's Mid-Flight Tension Time! Author: Misty#1 Fandom: Pokémon Pairing/s: SommelierShipping (Cilan x Burgundy) Rating: G Notes: Dare from xEryChan.
Spoiler:- Cilan x Burgundy:
Boarding the flight to the official Pokémon Connoisseur Evaluation Competition, Burgundy smirked triumphantly. After all, only a highly skilled Connaisseuse such as herself were invited - only Connoisseurs ranked A-Class or higher were allowed to participate. And Burgundy was pleased to have finally been elevated to the status of A-Class.
She felt giddy with the exhilaration and pride that showed in her every move, her every expression. However, upon locating her seat, those emotions immediately became bitter as the most repugnant flavour of day-old tea. And the reason for that was simple.
"C-Cilan?!" she shrieked, causing heads to turn in their direction. The green-haired man looked up from the book he was reading and smiled brightly when he noticed Burgundy standing there.
"Burgundy! I didn't expect to see you here." Burgundy scoffed.
"Of course you didn't. You didn't think I'd ever make it to A-Class, did you, Mr. oh-so-talented S-Class Connoisseur Cilan?" she spat, voice rising in pitch as she glared daggers at him. If her harsh words offended him at all, he certainly didn't show it.
"No, I didn't mean it that way at all! I'm thrilled to hear that you've become an A-Class Connaisseuse. At last, the dish has been lifted to reveal your full-course skills as a Connaisseuse beyond the tantalising fragrance that has continued to linger in the air, even after all this time." His smile deepened as his bright green eyes met her own lilac ones. "You've really come a long way, Burgundy, and I'm happy for you."
As hard as she tried, she couldn't manage to suppress the faint blush that crept across her cheeks. She opened her mouth to speak, to yell at Cilan for uttering such blatant lies, but at that moment a female voice rang out over the intercom.
"We will be departing in 5 minutes. Please ensure that all passengers are seated and secure for take-off."
She opened her mouth again, then shut it promptly, grumbling angrily as she took her seat and tried (unsuccessfully) to ignore the man in the seat next to her.
“There are raisins in these,” Burgundy said, nostrils flaring in disdain as she leveled her accusation.
“So?” Ash asked, slightly hard to understand due to the six cookies he’d managed to shovel in his mouth at once. “They’re good!”
“Gotta love fruit,” Iris agreed, reaching forward in the lounge chair in the Pokemon Center lobby to snag one of the treats Cilan had prepared before Ash took them all. “Fresh or dried, there’s nothing that can beat it.”
“Raisins are disgusting!” Burgundy maintained, crossing her arms and glaring down at the dish on the table—and then back up to the person who’d prepared it. He had to have known she hated raisins and included them in his recipe just to toy with her instead of letting her enjoy his (admittedly, otherwise flawless) cooking skills. Damn him. Did his cruelty know no bounds?
“Not at all,” Cilan replied, and you could just tell by his voice that he was an inch away from lecture-mode. “In addition to the bold, concentrated sweetness of the raisin’s flavor, it is also a good source of dietary fiber and brimming with natural antioxidants to fight off cancers.” He picked up one of the oatmeal-raisin cookies he’d prepared and looked proudly at it. “Truly and treat that is both delightful in its chewy, toothsome texture and its nutritional value!”
“Blech,” Burgundy scoffed, striding over to one of the vending machines that graced the corner of the lounge. She fed a few quarters into the slot and pressed a letter and number button, all the while with a look of high-and-might revulsion on her face. “I’d rather not throw up today, so I think I’ll just get something out of here.”
Cilan’s expression froze. He’d picked up the ingredients for the cookies himself that morning from a small, family-owned market—you couldn’t get fresher than that. He’d borrowed the center’s kitchen and babysat the tried and true family recipe for the last several hours—insuring that the product was nothing less than perfect before he served it to the others. It was utterly gobsmacking that someone could choose the preserved, nutritionally bankrupt fair from a vending machine over that.
“What?” Burgundy asked, her smug expression slightly diminishing as she took in Cilan’s aghast expression. She popped a few pretzels in her mouth. They were, rather unfortunately, stale. Nobody’d probably been around to change out the vending items in a while.
“…I think you… broke him,” Iris commented, eyebrows raised as she took in Cilan’s stock-still expression.
“…Really?” Burgundy asked, not even bothering to hide how intrigued she was.
It was odd… No matter how often she unleashed the full force of her venom on him, Cilan’s response was usually controlled, polite and damnably mature. Now the simple fact of her being closed-minded and picky about his food seemed to have shaken him.
It was enough to make a girl feel triumphant and, as she looked into his eyes, strangely… guilty.
TITLE: A LOVELY SONG
AUTHOR: SAGE STRIATON
Pairing: pearlshipping ash x dawn
Spoiler:- Dawn had just gone to hold" has undergone a new with piplup to meet ash,iris and cilan.:
Dawn had just gone to hold" has undergone a new with piplup to meet ash,iris and cilan.As every morning he was combing his hair blue,when he hears that the boy who was in the bedroom next to bago was quiet most of the normal .... -And megli that goes to check Ash .... Once arrived in the room saw ash with headphones in my ears: -hey Dawn what are you doing? -Hello ash!you do with those headphones? -Hmmm i feel the music.. -Can I hear it i? -Uhm certain Dawn ... he said ash with a redness evident.Dawn went to listen to,the notes were very sweet and it was a love song:the song was so sweet that the couple fell without realizing it on the shoulder of Ash ... their cheeks perfectly connected ... They remained so for a nice little chip and cilan iris went in and saw them with satisfaction knowing that the pair that both argued is both strikingly
Last edited by sage striaton; 9th October 2013 at 2:14 PM.
Title: Who made the pancakes?
Paring: Ash X Harem
Notes: Who made them? Answer hidden in the drabble itself. By the way it is slightly long, but is perfectly in accordance with the rules stated in the Opening Post.
“So,” Misty said, the twitch of her eyebrows indicating that she wasn’t pleased with the scenario she was put in. It was understandable, as no girl would love to find herself as one of the many heroines involved in a typical harem scenario. That being said, it didn’t affect Ash Ketchum much.
“So?” The twenty-five year old veteran trainer, his mouth filled with the pancakes he was stuffing on, bounced the word back at the four girls standing before him. May looked at the devouring beast, wondering if her appetite for pancakes died permanently after watching him eat. Dawn looked slightly perplexed, studying his expressions as he munched on the food like a Munchlax. Iris on the other hand, watched him with disgust, probably preparing some kind of snarky remark to suit the situation.
“So,” May stretched her arms, pushing her chest a bit forward. The action of course caused the other three to raise an eyebrow. Ash of course, took another grab at the pancakes.
“So?” He paused his munching and looked at the girls, realizing the conversation was getting nowhere. The girls exchanged multiple glances in all permutations possible. Most of them involved Misty glaring at the other three, silently commanding them to spill the beans.
“So,” Iris opened her mouth, irked by Misty’s stupid glares and Ash’s goofy stares. However, she couldn’t get past the first word, owing to lack of experience in the given subject. She simply brushed her long hair instead, and gave him a toothy smile. Anyone not named Ash Ketchum would have noticed the obvious reddening of cheeks.
“So?” Ash dropped the food in his hands, this time realizing something was really up. The girls glared at Dawn, with her being the only girl to have not uttered anything.
“So,” the blue-haired girl said at length. She looked at the other girls timidly. Unfortunately, the red hot glares coming from Misty’s side didn’t help collecting her jittery thoughts. Slowly wiping the sweat off her forehead with a small, white kerchief, she opened her mouth. The girls watched her do so with bated breaths wondering what she was about to utter with those thin lips lined with light lipstick. But then, she simply closed her mouth with the same kerchief and pretended to cough a bit. Iris couldn’t help but shake her head in disappointment.
“So?” Ash looked at the four confused, now starting to wonder if they were playing some sort of a game. The girls once again exchanged multiple glances, this time most of them avoiding Misty of course. Ash couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. He was curious about what was going on but was unable to catch the less subtle clues.
As the trainer continued to rattle his romantically firewalled brain, the door opened slowly with a creaking sound, followed by gentle footsteps. It was a dark blond in her twenties, wearing a skirt that rivaled Dawn’s in terms of impressing men who weren’t Ash Ketchum.
The rest of the girls watched the new Kalos native enter, their looks filled with disdain, disgust and disappointment.
“So,” the girl said, nervously looking at the glaring women before facing Ash. “Which of us do you like the most right now?”
The older girls couldn’t help but marvel at her straight forwardness. Being from Kalos, she was certainly a notch above all four of them in terms of putting things out. While the girls did feel envious of her, they were excited as for what Ash’s answer would be. None of them ever dared to put forward the question before.
“Right now?” Ash pondered for a second as if in deep thought. He asked with an innocent expression. “Who made the pancakes?”
Extra Notes: Hint to the question posed: Spoiler:- Answer:
Hint: Paragraph 2
Originally Posted by EmphaticPikachu
DRACO NO STOP. DRACO DOWN. DRACO NO FLIRTING WITH ME.
The ocean was illuminated in a shade of yellow as a pair of teenagers gazed at the spectacle, leaning on the railing and observing the sunset.
‘This place is beautiful, Paul,’ Dawn said as she looked straight forward at the sun which was touching the horizon.
‘I agree,’ Paul said. The purple-haired trainer was acting different than how he acted usuallly. He used to carry an air of superiority and strength around others, yet it all broke down when he was with Dawn. He started to question himself, before realizing he was attracted to her, and so was she.
‘I love this place,’ Dawn said dreamily. Unconsciously, her left hand slipped off the railing as she left it dangling in an inviting manner. Paul took the invitation as he joint hands with Dawn.
The sunset looked even more spectacular and beautiful the moment the two’s hands connected with one another. He felt that nothing could go wrong as long as her hand was in his grasp and there was no way this could be rui-
‘Paul?’ Reggie’s voice came from behind. Suddenly, Paul’s face turned completely red as he tried to let go of Dawn’s hand without him noticing.
Reggie grinned. He finally had something to rub in his brother’s face.
Last edited by OceanicLanturn; 19th October 2013 at 5:06 PM.
Title: If he remembers.
Spoiler:- My drabbles are long, I'm sorry:
Her turquoises eyes gazed on the only thing that gave her that memory. That simple light blue handkerchief with the tips dipped in blue. A simple and soft fabric any child his age would of been force to take in case they would have the sniffles. In their case that day it wasn't a runny nose that greeted the simple blue material but her injured knee. The memory on how she hurt herself or how she ended up in that forest faded more and more she aged but his face, no, never. Serena refused.
She rubbed her thumbs on the light object over and over again as the pitter and patter of the rain crashed on the tin roof above her. The sound that would of normally caused one insane did the opposite to her, it kept her thoughts away from that moment where they first met, maybe by chance, maybe they always played there as children? Who knew. She didn't. All she could recall where broken parts of a memory she thought were so important.
Of course they were, she wouldn't be on the path of her goal if it wasn't.
The simple blue handkerchief kept reminding her that those moments, that day was real. But why, why did he just stared at it like he never seen it before? Was their friendship some sort of joke?
"Stupid." She clenched on the thin material as a way to release her anger. "Of course he wouldn't remember. All he talked about was pokemon."
Serena's mind suddenly felt like counting the rain drops that came into her view. She quickly lost count within seconds but she didn't give in. She just wanted to forget that moment she treasured so much as quickly as he did.
Before her lips could move the boy she shared a past with ran under the shelter she was in with the tin roof above them both. It surprised her in what state he was in just to find her. The tips of his black hair was soaked and his clothes were drenched. His red sneakers were coated in mud and so were the tips of his pants. His auburn eyes filled with panic and fear.
"Are you crazy?!" He blurted.
What a way to make an entrance.
Rolling her eyes away to gaze at the rain once more. "Gees, what a way to greet somebody." She sighed. "How bad can my day get?"
Ash removed his hat and shook his hair like a pokemon would do to get dried. Splatters of water came into contact with Serena's dress. In her panic the small handkerchief slipped from her grasp. "Hey! Watch out, this dress isn't cheap!"
"Well you should of thought that before you decide to split from the group." Ash grumbled as he returned his red cap back on his head.
"Ugh, fine." Serena readjusted her own hat. "I'll head back. It wasn't like a huge deal or anything."
"It is!" The young racer felt Ash suddenly reach for her wrist. "You just don't leave camp when there is a storm around!"
"I have my pokemon with me, I'll be fine." She placed a confident grin on her face.
Her wrist slipped out of his grasp as Ash watched the young trainer look up towards the sky, looking for the right moment to rush through the rain while getting as less as wet as possible. Knowing that wasn't going to be soon by how hesitant the brunette was, Ash looked around and noticed something blue come into his view. Walking over he picked it up into his hands.
"Hey Serena is this-" He had noticed Serena had already made a run through the rain in a quicker pace than normal. Looking back at the object a suddenly memory entered his mind, making all Serena's efforts sense to him.
His eyes widen in shock as she kept his eyes glued on Serena running through the rain as fast as she could go, trying to avoid her dress getting soaked or any mud on it.
"No way..." He muttered under his breathe. "I can't believe it..." His eyes focused back on the material. "It was you after all."
Last edited by Midnightmoon6o2; 19th October 2013 at 2:19 PM.
Spoiler:- in which Zoey wears boxers and Dawn is flustered:
That was as far as Dawn got before her words caught in her throat. There wasn't any reason for it, she told herself. It was just Zoey, her rival and best friend, in a sleeveless white shirt and a pair of boxers.
"You okay there, Dawn?"
Zoey's voice broke Dawn out of her reverie and for a reason she couldn't quite explain, her stomach knotted up and she felt heat infuse her face.
"You have nice legs," as soon as she said it, Dawn wish she hadn't.
Not that it wasn't true. Zoey did have nice legs. Very nice legs, in fact.
"Thanks? You too," Zoey's eyebrow raised.
Dawn blushed harder.
"You wanna sit down?" Zoey asked, and Dawn remembered where they were.
They were at Zoey's house, alone. She was alone with Zoey. She was alone with her best friend. She was alone with her best friend who was making her feel very...what was Zoey making her feel? It wasn't exactly discomfort, and she didn't feel weird, not really. Whatever it was, Zoey was making her feel it.
"Yeah," Dawn more or less collapsed on to the couch. When had her knees become so weak?
"You sure you're okay?" Zoey joined Dawn on the couch and placed her hand on the bluenette's knee.
At the touch, Dawn jerked.
"Excuse me," Dawn said and bolted for the restroom.
Dawn's heart was pounding and the knot in her stomach had tightened. Why did she feel like this? Zoey was her best friend. She was funny, and nice and attractive...
Oh God. She was attracted to Zoey. There was no other explanation. Dawn tried to wrap her mind around this realization. She had never felt this way about anyone, much less another girl, and she wasn't sure what she thought about it. She didn't have a problem with people who were attracted to the same gender, so she didn't feel disgust. Still, she never thought that she might be one of them.
"You okay, Dawn?" She realized she hadn't bothered to close the door.
And Zoey was in front of her and she looked so concerned for her, and then Dawn felt an overwhelming desire to kiss her. So she did.
It was better than she had imagined. It was awkward and wonderful and she had to grasp the counter behind her to keep from falling.
Dawn felt a surge of pride for herself at Zoey's speechlessness, and she smiled shyly.
"I think I like you, Zoey."
Zoey smiled and Dawn felt her heart flutter.
"Oh? And I thought maybe you just kissed me for the hell of it," Zoey smiled again, and Dawn nearly swooned, again. "I think I like you too, Dawn."
Dawn smiled and grasped Zoey's hands in her own. "Nice boxers, by the way."
Zoey's response was to laugh and press her lips against Dawn's.
Last edited by jbthedelirious; 24th October 2013 at 8:41 PM.
Title: An Historic Love
Fandom: Legend Of Zelda
There was something about the blue sky that suggested that something great was coming for Zelda. As villagers slept and monsters crept, a brown horse named Epona galloped across the rocky road. Nestled on top of her was a young knight. Zelda had been waiting for him. She had waited for her life for him to come. It was time for the world to bow to him. The golden goddesses had chosen him, Link as the hero to save Hyrule from a world of darkness.
He had triumphed spectacularly. Link was greeted by; Farore, the goddess of courage; Din, the goddess of power and Naryru the goddess of wisdom. Together the three sacred three took him to meet his fate. Link met Zelda at the highest room in the tallest tower. Where Zelda would announce an historic love to blossom.
ok, so I CAN make drabbles here that aren't pokemon, cool , and I'll be using my at the moment favorite OTP non pokemon wise (btw, I suck at writing)
Title: Should of trusted you (worst title ever XD)
Fandom: Total Drama series (All Stars this time)
Pairing: Gwuncan (Gwen and Duncan)
Rating: T (just in case)
Spoiler:- Drabble (498, close call):
The second to last bonfire ceremony had ended, and a certain Goth girl was, for the first time in a long time, rather regretful.
It all happen in this elimination ceremony, her best friend, Courtney, had been eliminated from the competition; it was all HIS fault, Mike or in this case “Mal” had caused it, he was the only responsible of the elimination of the last eliminations; her best friend, Courtney; Alejandro the latino backstabber that tried to warn them before getting eliminated; Cameron, the bubble boy that had been friends with her during the season and heck he even cause Zoey’s elimination, his own girlfriend, but there was one person that didn’t fall for the façade and even tried to warn everyone on the competition, but she didn’t trust him, this person has his ex-boyfriend, Duncan.
He knew who he was, he had been in juvie with Duncan….or as his ex claim, Mal ruled juvie, he knew him the best and could of save all of the participants from his wrath, but there was one problem, she and Courtney made fun of him, she tried it was a lame excuse to get back with her after breaking up with him a couple of days ago, had she known what would happen she would of accepted his help, but there was no turning back now, thanks to her laughing at him she push Duncan past his limit, which after so many prank failures where very close to surpass them, had she not done that he wouldn’t had blown Chris’s “cottage”, he wouldn’t had been sent to jail, granted Cameron would have been eliminated because of Mal rigging the votes, but he wouldn’t had been completely injured during the 100th episode, sadly there’s no way to turn back time, all she could think of has if Duncan missed her in prison.
She laugh at him sarcastically even when he was sent to jail, and even after all his troubles he was still there, trying to help her, but she push him away because she wanted to be friends with Courtney again, she didn’t regret being friends with her again in this season, but now she wish she didn’t turn down him in the process.
All that she can say at this point is sorry, sorry for being a jerk to him, sorry for laughing at him to the breaking point, sorry for probably ruining his life in prison, sorry for not trusting him, she now notice it, she was truly in love with the delinquent, all that’s left is tomorrow, it was her vs “Mal” now, she had to win, she promise herself and Duncan to win, to get out of the hellhole that was Camp Wawanakwa, use the money and use it to bail Duncan out, and start from the beginning, try and revive their lost love, she misses him and she knows that he miss her, next time she will trust him, like she should have had.
Be polite, Be efficient, have a plan to kill everyone you meet.
Ok! Four Drabbles dares for me. Let's start doing it and not betraing the Truth or Dare game. I have one, sorry... I'll work one the other three.
Title: Should I? Author: Night Flower Fandom: Pokemon Pairing/s: SolarBeamShipping (Pansage & Emolga) Rating:K or K+? Note: Dared by I-do-not-remember
Spoiler:- Should I?:
She has never used Attract on me. Why? I don't know, but she hasn't. Do I care? For some reason, yes. At first I thought it was pride, as I used to laugh at anyone who's victim of her manipulation at first. But I suddently I senced a bitter taste when doing it. Was because I realized that laughing at my own friends was wrong? Partly, yes... But that was not the entire reason. There was another reason, something to do with her. Is this because I want to feel my friends' anger? What's is falling for Emolga like? As the Pansage I am, I wouldn't allow this type of goofiness myself. But as a connoseur's vintage, it eager to experience new tastes. Should I try it? I don't know. Maybe I should ask Pikachu for advise...
Title: Afternoon Cleaning
Note: For the Truth or Dare Shipping Thread! Also not my best, but I love these two anyways.
Spoiler:- 965 words, but two pages on MS Word lol:
She coughed against a fist, waving her free hand to be rid of the small, unexpected dust cloud. The air was slightly stale, but Jasmine supposed it came with how…filthy and untouched the current state of the room was. She was helping Volkner clean up his apartment because apparently, the Electric-type Gym Leader hadn’t been home in a long time. It was shocking, but at the same time, Jasmine knew she shouldn’t feel surprised. Volkner found a second home at the Sunyshore Gym, endlessly tinkering with the wires and electric circuitry; and if he wasn’t there, Volkner was likely crashing at Flint’s place whenever the Elite Four member was in town (they did spend a lot of time together).
“Are you hungry?” She snapped out of her thoughts, looking over her shoulder to find Volkner entering the spare bedroom with a small, plastic packet in hand. “A Rage Candy Bar…I found it in the pantry. Who knew I still had snacks lying around after two months.”
“You said you hadn’t been back here for a month.” Jasmine blinked.
“Yeah, but the last time I went out for groceries was two months ago; it’s practically empty in the kitchen. And I said at least a month since I’ve actually spent time in this apartment. I’m mostly here just to shower and nap.”
So what he was telling her was that this ‘apartment’ was simply a giant bedroom for him to mess up without cleaning. “Volkner…that’s disgusting.”
The Sunyshore Gym Leader shrugged without a care, unwrapping and eating the candy bar. “I’m a busy guy; I don’t have time to maintain a small condo.”
And yet he had plenty of time to renovate a Pokémon Gym. Well, Jasmine couldn’t blame how his priorities worked from a Gym Leader’s perspective, but a little bit of cleaning here and there never hurt anyone… Sighing, the Steel-type Trainer turned back to continue her own task at the small dresser, wiping the accumulated dust. “Well, you’re here now. Might as well clean up when you have the chance, right?”
Instead of getting a response, Jasmine received nothing.
Quirking an eyebrow, she turned around, only to find Volkner lying on his back on the (normally unused) bed in the corner of the room. It was a curious matter and enough to make Jasmine drop her cleaning cloth to investigate. She looked at him from an overhead perspective once she was near; realizing Volkner’s eyes were closed. Was he tired? Maybe she should quietly clean up on the other side of the room—
“Ah!” Jasmine squeaked when she was pulled forward by her wrist until her back hit the mattress. It took a few seconds for the situation to click. “Volkner!”
A chuckle slipped through the blond’s lips as hovered above her on all fours, boxing her in without any route of escape. Such a dangerous situation, Jasmine thought, but she wouldn’t deny that it caused her heart to beat in a rather exciting way… Oh, how embarrassing! “We have all day to clean. Why not take a break?”
“But…” she trailed off; unable to keep his gaze. Her face felt so hot. “Umm, it’s better to clean early so you have…have time to do other things later…”
“Other things.” Volkner hummed, suddenly leaning closer to the point where Jasmine could feel his warm breathing tickling her neck. “Just what kind of ‘other things’ are you referring to?”
Her eyes widened like saucers and she tried to rectify the unintentionally double-meaning. “I-I didn’t mean—! That’s not it, Volkner!”
“Calm down; I was just joking.” He laughed, rolling back on to the bed. The smug smile remained on his face as he gazed up at the ceiling, calming down and completely ignoring Jasmine’s attempted glare.
It was hard staying mad at him sometimes; especially when he looked so relaxed… Volkner hadn’t been so relaxed since that young Trainer challenged and defeated him after his self-induced battling hiatus. Slowly, Jasmine inched closer, cautiously resting her head on Volkner’s shoulder. The move was welcomed; she felt his fingers running through her long hair and it made her smile. Jasmine molded herself beside Volkner until she was comfortable, feeling as if nothing could ruin this peaceful moment.
“…Just another typical day?” she asked.
“Just another typical day,” he answered.
“…We still have to clean up. Who knew the Shining, Shocking Star was such a messy person?”
“A messy genius—” Jasmine could hear the smirk in his voice “—I can get away with that.”
The brunette couldn’t help but roll her eyes, but giggled anyway out of amusement. Oh well…she could let Volkner off the hook this time; maybe they could leave the cleaning for later. After all, who was she to forgo a moment with the Sunyshore Gym Leader?
.: credit :. I love these skeleton brothers and their relationship. I am not sorry.
Title: happy anniversary
Author: Chaos werewolf
Fandom: Pokémon X
Pairing/s: Shauna x Serena
Rating: I don't know PG I think but Unless I am out of date with the culture of the rating system there's an extreme double standard for lesbians so accounting for that NC17?
Spoiler:- Here you go:
It seemed like only yesterday Serena met the love of her life on the first day for Pokémon journey. In reality a long time has passed and yet she was still as beautiful as the day they met. Suck up behind her wife Hunter from the back and kissed her on the cheek
"Happy 151st anniversary Shauna."
Immortality was not all it's cracked up to be, but at least they had each other.
Spoiler:- Real Spoiler:
In case you didn't know in Pokémon X their implied to be immortal by the end of the game.