I caressed my belly tenderly as the screams of my stepmother echoed through the halls of the Red Keep. My mother's ladies fluttered around me in concern. They worried for me. Why would they not? After all, my muña had suffered greatly under the weight of pregnancy and had died in childbirth. No. Not died. Murdered. My father had allowed those grey rats to cut her open for a boy who died overnight. Rage fills me every time I remember that my muña died butchered like an animal. I will never forgive him. Nor will I ever forgive Alicent. That whore slipped under my father's sheets while my muña's ashes were still warm. She goes around acting all pious and haughty, even going as far as to scold me for my unladylike behavior. But whoring herself to the King is acceptable? Alicent is but the daughter of a second son, from a minor house at that. She was my maid, the one who dressed me and cleaned my privy. There is no way in the Fourteen Hells that I will bow to her. Much less call her queen.

He did not want to go back, he really didn't want to. But the more he tried to shake the thought out of his head, the letter will always reappear, crawling from the depths of the back of his mind. He remembered this was his cycle, day in and day out and throughout the sleepless nights. Till finally a week passes, he caves, and he took another look at the letter... "Everyone thinks the staff disappeared ten years ago..." "We're still here..." "FIND THE FLOWER." Now, standing before factory's closed doors, he makes a silent prayer before entering. Unaware of the monsters waiting for him. ------------ This is an AU story, but what if you were a bit more kinder to the monsters than the game allows you. Cross-posted on Ao3. Cover art not mine.

I'm updating a revised version of this story on AO3 to finish it out, so check that out if you'd like to see how I'd write it now! The old version is here, for those who enjoy it :) Eclipse the Darkling has had a rough life, and it's about to get harder--due to his own choice. When constantly running from G.U.N. becomes too much for the young alien, he contacts Commander Abraham Tower with a proposition that could very well lead to the salvation of his race. Eclipse is prepared to deal with humans, Mobians, and the limits of their lifestyles. There's only one problem that's too much for him to handle: his half-brother. How can the darkling function in an already challenging situation with his blood relative only making things harder? Eclipse just wants Shadow to leave him alone, but fate doesn't seem to feel the same way. When a villainous organization threatens the world and Shadow's life, the darkling realizes that he has to focus on the larger threat. The two must work together to protect their friends--but Eclipse is still on the fence about family. An emotional roller coaster, Brothers in Arms takes a closer look into a shattered relationship that can't be fixed with a simple 'sorry,' exploring the blurred lines of good and evil and the importance of family and friends. Credit for the characters goes to SEGA and Archie Comics, and credit for the plot and cover goes to me. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it!

"Please, keep your blood. I don't want it spilled at all, let alone in my name." Part 1 of Adjective Noun In which DogDay survives and there's Sad Boi Hour with CatNap. This causes some extra hijinks. The Player Character is basically Link but he's named Yin (get it, bc y/n = Yin? yeah? yeah) Questionable writing quality ahead. All relationships are platonic; you shippers will starve. But if you like hurt-comfort, I got that in spades. Also I'm taking suggestions for fluff scenes. Anyway, enjoy. (cover by me)

After winning the Indigo League, Cora, Alain and Mairin are heading to the Orange Islands to pick up a special Pokéball from Professor Ivy and to compete in the Orange League. Pokémon franchise belongs to Nintendo and Game Freak.

A girl from our world had died from cancer. But then something unexpected happened; she was reborn in the Pokémon World as the daughter of Nurse Joy. Follow her journey as a Pokémon trainer. Pokémon franchise belongs to Nintendo and Game Freak.

Since I'm more of a pacifist at heart, I thought when first watching a playthrough of Poppy Playtime... "What if there was a way to make the toys like you?" So that's what I'm doing. Like in the regular game, you're an Ex-employe of Platime Co. returning to the old factory after everyone disappeared 10 years prior. But things are a little different this time around, while some toys are simply too far gone, will you be able to save the rest? You'll just have to find out. #1 in #poppy on 7/8/23

What happens when Rhaenyra and Daemon's night in the brothel turned out to be more than what the princess admitted to? What happens when a child is conceived that night? What happens when that child is a girl, born the perfect image of a Targaryen princess? What happens when that princess turns out to share the same affliction as her dear aunt? And what happens when she tries her damndest to make sure her visions don't come true? ✨Cover Art by Seasmoked✨

(Aka, a random bunch of events that came from my imagination that could've happened before or after or even during canon. Oneshots about different scenarios. I update whenever the fuck I want. Hope you enjoy). (I DO NOT TAKE REQUESTS.) Lured by the same toy who sent that letter to them, they finally meet them face to face. Poppy isn't what they expected. *********************** Published: 02/24/22. Completed:

The second part of the DRAGON CUB (GOT FANFIC)