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Summery: An opening note: This is an old oooold fic from back in the day when I was very young. Almost one of my starting fanfics. Still I'm posting it here mildly edited as a means to build a pathway for transferring a longer piece related to it. It doesn't work without the prequel, said...

Rob Raticate Male Old/elderly notes/character synopsis/history: A balding old rat, he winds his tail around people's arms, mainly a trainer or friend, however the expected, of being lead, is inverse, as once he's bound his tail to someone he will chitter at them for permission then bound...

As normally theres no method or rationlaity to my titles, (I usually just number/sequence things until I get bored and flip though a dictionary or something...) I've got one 'mon story that I did deliberate on the name: Two paths to one end: The title actually had to deal with a plot point...

All answer relate to most of my works as they share the same universe "Two paths" and "Dodging" which are mentioned on this site. The only exception is "Transversal". As my stuff has some dark shadings and I try to be as realistic as I can in all aspects my written battles tend to be short...

About lunch were papers ,about papers were cutlery mixed and chopsticks, and though spilling was a risk it wasn’t a worry. Signatures were taken, permissions granted, a license for training and research filled and though it broke the rules it was promptly faxed never mind the food on the...

It was ramen, preheated vegetable stirred in night. The norm of most nights unless he was expecting company, but few knew that. To spice up the repast it was pick a sauce off of the roy g biv scale and disregard the sodium night. Something that while Oak did not disclose to his guest he rather...

It was a more humble beginning than expected. Instead of screaming fans and waved signs it was only the three of them and him. His journey started at the stairs, a slow step by step down, no running for him, and a near stumble at the last could have derailed the rest haed he not braced himself...

Guilt was familiar, he’d heard of it often enough. He’d never been made to feel, there was something in his head, something about the contours of his brain that warded the emotion off. Sentimentality was beyond him, a Neverland others could live that held some import, but it lingered beyond his...

He woke shaking off dreamed recollection and wondering what had caused his mind to twist down paths well over a decade done. Squinting about the purple obstruction between his vision his waking set something up high to rattling. Sight was a trial, his eye burned regularly when they were open...

When he was younger -he’d never been young, never a child, he simply was younger than he was now- He’d never been naive, simply had something of a dream. An idea too soft to be ambition, and too tender to be shared. In this piece of paradise- -long lost and in a proper poetic manner- He...

Dodging Consequence First meeting Halfway down the hall Mom made the Noise, that exasperated, tired, sound that meant so many things all at once. Mainly Ash had heard it when it was after he’d done something stupid and silly and was home safe and sound. “Professor Samuel Oak,” The man...

Waiting with Gary was a trial. Waiting with Gary and two others trainers who didn’t know Gary was of a don’t pull hair out while waiting sort of thing. Gary was bragging and bragging loudly and well… without a Pokémon to show how cool his choice was verses Gary’s mystery choice snapping back at...

He woke to a beep of medical equipment that sounded like the world’s most discontent pulse. The tingling pressure of an oxygen mask about his face and the wry acknowledgement that everything hurt but didn’t (a medicinal sort of daze ruled his mind making such contradiction possible) told him...

Story ranking: Teen Chapter warnings: Death, discussion of murder, profanity Summery: He died when he wasn't supposed to, but his actions left a void that needed to be filled. For a an who lived dodging the consequences of his actions he'd live again, and face down every single one of his...

How about a input that you can type in in a limited segment away from the story text? An extension of the user profile seems easier, if the authors have a quick note on the start of each fic that says "log in and click my user name to see reviewing preferences" that'll keep a certina amount of...

AN/Editing notes: Up to speed beyond sentence touchup as of 4/18/2021 To the most unobservant, he was a stupid fool. A boy traveling tail end of the evening, cutting through the tall grass. Had he been seen he'd of drawn and quartered, his trainer's license revoked, and sanity challenged dare...

AN: Ran through Grammarly 4/13/2021 but in bits and bobs. Will need to fuller sweep for small errors that might have been missed. 85% done though as of 4/14 He’d expected these divinely dictated "trials" of his "healing" to be pulled from the anals of old mythologies. A mix-match of torments...

Celebi was in a curious position, where seeming omnipresence wasn’t quite enough. He had an elevated view of the world that had nothing to do with his wings and the flight they gifted him and everything to do with a remedial grasp on the metaphysical. Thus, when the motions were made, a...

TITLE: Transversal, crossing the backs of legends Genre: action/adventure mystery Content warning and ranking: This story is ranked Teen, pushing mature per gore/violence at the moment. Summary: The avian trio of Kanto had been thwarted. First in thier Arceus given duties by an...

It's been a incredibly long time since I've done anything like this but I hope this review for "Under a bed of clover" works for you. I've the intent to get to read "Drowning" but per time constraints picked the shorter work you offered. As I'm unfamiliar with how to do links on a forum LINK...