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(( Namo, I'm dying at the image of people being intimidated by this foot-tall mudkip, regardless of crankiness level. :P )) The pub was warm and bustling inside, all done up like it was in the middle of the woods somewhere instead of shoulder to shoulder with two other restaurants in the middle...

So, the guy knew him. Somehow. Nate didn't exactly think they'd been introduced. "Well, I was just going to get dinner," Nate said, eyes narrowed--because he was suspicious, yeah, but also because even with the hydreigon practically brushing the ground he had to squint to see the main head way...

It was a crisp evening in Destiny Village, with sundown come early and the streetlamps lit. The streets near the colosseum were packed with people out in search of dinner. It was homey, almost, except for the fact that all the people out and about were pokémon, and a good number of them were big...

Oof. Love how you imply so much in the short space you have here, which is of course one of the things that makes for a great drabble. You do a lovely job of capturing that sort of vicious, destructive (and self-destructive) act of someone determined that someone else will take nothing more from...

This is an awesome thread! Thanks for posting it. Love me some character questions. I've bothered the usual suspects enough, I think. Time to dig into some unknowns. Q: What is your biggest regret? My biggest regret? Oh, I don't know, how about DYING? If I hadn't gone and done that, I'd have...

An intriguing analysis... Clearly the number 18 has great significance in the envy of eden. I take issue with your conclusion, though. After all, the number 18 is deeply important to the Pokémon franchise as a whole, being the number of known pokémon types. And considering what you know of...

Oof. Classic fandom. :( Sorry that happened to you, and I hope you don't have to deal with more of that kind of nonsense in the future!

Real fun, angsty little story here! It's depressingly true that no matter how different Ash's female traveling companions might be, they're always in his shadow, and for many people defined by their relationship to him more than anything. Being a star trainer who everybody knew and loved who's...

Aaa, totally managed to miss this earlier! Hello again! It's pretty cool that you're already posting in two different languages so soon after starting in on fanfic at all. Seems like you've been settling in pretty well--it's a pleasure having you around. Sup, welcome! AAML is my era, too...

Nice way to start off this thread! Always here for a good battle scene. I like how you showed Koa considering his tactics and making more calculated plays than his opponent. You do a nice job of contrasting their styles and indicating A couple times I got tripped up by pronouns, since Koa and...

Sans Undertale was Sans Salvage all along? It sounds like a brilliant idea! After all, who could resist that alliteration? I was excited to see kintsugi at work in this post. Would she be able to crack the code? Would she reveal the story's deepest secrets at last? It looked like she was...

"Sure, no problem." Nate said. "Good luck with, um. You know. The thing." Oh, yeah. Great job with that. Super fucking comforting. "See you later, I guess." He couldn't get out of there fast enough. Hell, he couldn't get out of this shitty guild fast enough. He could probably ask at the front...

"Yeah, sure. No big deal." There was definitely no way Nate wanted to end up in the middle of whatever the fuck that was about. "And if you still wanted one of those stones, ah..." The one he'd given her was definitely lying on the floor of the lounge. "I can leave one in your room or something...

Well, here they were in the infirmary. Nate was torn over whether he should leave the zweilous to sort things out for herself, or hang around a bit. He didn't think they usually let randos hang out with people when they were getting evaluated for shit, but then the latias (which, as a side note...

Fortunately the infirmary was neither hugely far away nor difficult to find. Ordinarily the cutesy starry-hearty shit on the walls would have sent Nate off in the opposite direction, but no time to focus on that shit now. He could lament how everything in this stupid guild was terrible after...

Nate tried not to stare while the zweilous picked up her comatose head and settled it on her back. Not that it would have mattered if he stared because, you know, blind. Fuck. That really wasn't what he needed to be focusing on right now. That really-- "Uh!" He started when the zweilous spoke...

"Oh, shit, yeah, hydreigon are fucking awesome," Nate said wistfully. "Wish I could have seen one in person sometime, but obviously you don't get none in Kanto very--" He was interrupted by the thud of the shade-stone when it fell from the deino's mouth. She was glowing. And growing. Fucking...

"Holy shit, a psychic? Like, a real psychic, can move stuff with your mind and shit? Like Sabrina?" Sabrina... was fucking creepy. So he very much hoped not. "Well, I guess if you're used to sharing brains, you're all ready to evolve into zweilous, right? That's gotta be pretty badass." Well...

Right. Blind. Jesus, he was an asshole. "Uh, yeah," Nate said. "I dunno about ghosts, but the shades seem to like them pretty well. But you've gotta watch out, they set up some kind of psychic link to you, and once they do you can't get rid of them. Not a good idea if you're going to be weirded...

Familiars? Nate thought the deino'd been asking him if he had fucking cancer or some shit. "Familiar" didn't ring any fucking bells, either. But maybe she meant shades? They were kind of like that. Psychic bond and all. Wait, yeah, he had picked up some extra shade-stones, hadn't he? Nate...