27 Results with the "Reference/Portrayal of Mental Health Condition" warning
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Chapter
Beautiful Moon
The moon. She could feel it in her fur—a piece of her essence, of her soul, threaded to the star in the sky that watched her every move like a parent on watch. The moon shape and its yellow diameter were even omnipresent in the fur of her belly, ubiquitous. When she was a cub, she didn't often see the star; only the sun, persecuting, mocking. She hated its rays, loathed its radiance; how it exposed everything, the horrible and the ugly. Thus, the first time she observed the night, it was when she fell…-
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"This is all the help you could get?" Cole the Morgrem asked, seemingly uninterested, as he rested against one of the remaining walls of the mausoleum. "Believe me, we don't need more," Velia assured, getting in position. Beside her, Cora, Asher, Kyle and Terrel were getting ready as well. Terrel didn't look too excited, but he said he was going to help and he always kept his promises. "Okay, ready?" Asher said, grabbing the edge of the wall. "One, two…" "THREE!" Everyone yelled, and they…
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"Please, there has to be another way, they couldn't know what they were doing!" "Kyle, you know I can't just bend the rules at your will. They violated the laws and they have to pay for it, that's how it works." The Scrafty stared with an unreadable expression, trying not to snap at his shiny father. He knew he would be grounded at the first sign of defiance, but… It just wasn't fair! Why did they have to be so annoyingly strict? "Mother, say something… They're my classmates, this is just…
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165.6 K • Ongoing
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Story
PMD: Trailblazers
There isn’t a single thing that Fabian and Nero have in common, besides the fact that both of their lives were ruined in just ten minutes. All paths to a bright future have crumbled before them, so they have no choice but to put their differences aside and forge one of their own.-
4.3 K • May 30, '24
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4.9 K • May 30, '24
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Story
PMD: Beneath Sight
Eighteen Pokémon wake up in a mansion with no knowledge of how they got there. They don’t know each other, and they can’t use their abilities. There’s only one thing that can get them out, cooperation.-
1.9 K • May 21, '24
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1.7 K • May 28, '24
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Chapter
Re-Assess
This place is like nothing we’ve ever seen! The paths are made of this odd grey material. I’d almost call it stone, but I can’t see any gaps in it, and how could anyone have shaped this entire system of paths from one block of stone? Where could they possibly get that much? And that’s not even mentioning the buildings. Buildings are rare in our world. Usually they’re fashioned after the Pokémon who own them and only have one small floor, but some of the bigger rescue…-
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Story
Hang in There!
A group of squabbling mercenaries break bad in order to defend a strange town of rejects. They’re not quite in the right, not quite in the wrong, but they’re certainly out of their damned minds.-
2.5 K • Apr 13, '24
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5.9 K • Apr 8, '24
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8.8 K • Apr 8, '24
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Chapter
Chapter 6 Part 1
The claws opened, releasing the chameleon's head. The latter didn't even flex a muscle, with only a couple of spasms in his shoulders and collarbone, his eyes milky. Mantoroh drew himself upright, focusing his gaze on Conlogy—if a figure against the backlight of the dungeon's unnatural illumination. "T-Thank you, Mantoroh—" the small body in quivering white was unable to take it any longer, and collapsed forward— His fall was halted by the chesnaught, which ran up to…-
105.5 K • Ongoing
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Chapter 5 Part 2
At that instant, the prospect of collapsing and permitting his body to turn to ash, blown away by the breeze like dust, seemed not as terrible as it had been at the beginning of the hellish periplus that the three of them had been going through. Behind his knees the fiery pang like the sun coursed through his nerves like a horrible infection. His heart throbbed as if it would burst out of his chest, arch his ribs outward, shatter his sternum and air-deprived lungs like deflated balloons. Sweat trickled…-
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