It was some hour late at night… At least Grusha thought so. The hours had basically blended together in his mind at this point, and the fact that it felt like thirty minutes were a few seconds every time he checked his phone really didn't help much.
His eyes moved to a bed, Rika and Iono...
Iono felt her eyes open slowly as her body began to wake up somewhat. She pulled herself out from under the blankets with a yawn, stretching her weary, numb limbs. She was ready to slip out of bed when she felt herself freeze suddenly, bringing her attention to the spot next to her in bed...
Silver didn’t know how to react to physical touch anymore.
It was a strange feeling, a sensation that sent chills up his spine each time he felt it. Each punch, slap, kick, it felt more real than the last, bruises piling up every day until he could barely stand. He didn’t want to give in, he...
Bugsy always loved when Whitney came home.
He was normally the first one back since Azalea is a pretty small town, with few challengers to face for a gym badge before moving onto Whitney’s, and he would always welcome her exuberant spirit and stories to tell with open arms, but recently, things...
Whitney hated to cry.
She hated that it used to be an impulse thing, sobbing like a child whenever she lost a match as a gym leader. She felt no better than a child. She didn't cry very much after that. But when Bugsy entered her life, things were different.
She could be vulnerable around him...
Silver felt alone again. And being alone made him think, but not in a very good way.
Did anyone even care about him? Did he lower his guard, give up his trust, for nothing? Was everyone he now considered friends only putting up a facade to make him happy? When he was within something as simple...
Mallow was always fascinated by the flowers dotting Akala Island’s Lush Jungle. The uniquely patterned and colored plants created a flourishing euphoria of shades and hues under the warm bathing light of the tropical Alolan sun.
But today, a special one caught her eye.
It wasn’t a very big...
Marnie was in a bad mood again. She sat on the edge of her bed with a scowl, Gloria sat next to her.
"Why the hell am I so useless?"
"You aren't useless, Mar."
"I always mess things up."
"Mistakes happen."
"Well I seem to make them pretty often."
"Name two times."
"Well, there was that...
Sleeping with Iono always seemed like a daunting task, at least to Rika. If she couldn't make it to bed before her, chances are Iono would already be there, sprawled across the bed, obnoxiously taking up the entire space. What seemed like a simple fix was so difficult to Rika because she could...
Bea wasn't one to show affection often. It wasn't that she didn't want to, she just didn't know how. She'd express gratitude in simple ways, like a handshake or a positive compliment, but anything beyond that was a gray area to her; it was a little frustrating.
But something changed when...
Sabrina tended to enjoy the smaller things in life.
She assumed it came with her psychic abilities, but after meeting Erika, she had a feeling it was her influence.
Now that they were together, Sabrina brightened up at Erika’s small gestures: gently stroking her hair when they’re on the couch...
rebooting this again it's been like forever-
drabbles, we love to see 'em, and I like to make 'em. Periodically, I'll drop some in and share, and see what happens.
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a random amalgamation of drabbles and ficlets I'll make periodically, some with ships, some with friends, or perhaps completely opposite characters; whatever I fancy that day I suppose.
Ratings of course may vary, and individual drabbles will be given content warnings beforehand if need be.
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