WorldOfFanFiction

This crossover monologue is done in the style of an Art Academy lesson, taught by the in-game tutor, Vince. As such, there will be references to visual images that, due to software limitations, you can't see. Some links and additional info will be furnished in the artist's comments. Hello! This is a bit embarrassing: I forgot you were coming today. I had just sat down to sketch one of my favourite possessions: my watch. I suppose this gives us an excellent opportunity to explore more advanced still life paintings! You may have come to think of still life as fruits and flowers; until this point, all of the lessons we’ve done together h

The following story contains ending spoilers for Transformers: Dark of the Moon. It also spoils the twist. It may, if you look at it the right way, contain human/bot shipping. Or it may not. Up to you. Either way, you've been warned. He leaned away from the table, and she leaned into the sunlight he left behind. “I cannot thank you enough for keeping me occupied while I wait for replacement parts for my arm,” he noted as she moved a pawn. “It’s the least I can do after you saved all our asses, Optimus,” she offered with a smirk, folding her hands in her tiny lap. “After we kicked you out, no less.”

He gingerly flipped through the tiny pages, frowning in concentration, fighting the urge to smile. She ran a comb through her short hair, peering into the mirror on the table, frowning harder. “Ohh! That’s so nice!” He finally erupted. She jumped, combing the front of her hair straight up. “Don’t do that, Blades.” “Sorry. But this picture is amazing! I like your hair like that.” She scowled, rolling her eyes a little bit. “I forgot my prom picture was in there.” Still, she took a few steps over, and Blades tilted the book toward her. She took it into her hands, fighting a smile. &ldq

Author's Note Thank you for looking at this piece! This is a reimagining of Shadow the Hedgehog, the 2005 Sonic platformer/shooter. It's being told with a framing tale of Sonic recounting the events to another character from Sonic Unleashed. As a result, the following Sonic games will be spoiled: Sonic Adventure 2 (major) Sonic Heroes (major) Shadow the Hedgehog (major) Sonic Unleashed (minor) This story is going to contain violence comparable to that in the game itself, which had earned an E10 rating, but possibly far more disturbing in context. There is also mild sexually suggestive content in the form of Rouge the Bat and Amy Rose,

Author's Note This is a Sonic the Hedgehog fanfic, set in the game universe. Sonic belongs to Sega, obviously, and so do most of the people in here. This contains spoilers for most of the Sonic games, but especially Sonic and the Secret Rings and Sonic Unleashed/Sonic World Adventure. This story will also contain: * moderate comic violence * Non-violent, accidental injury * Swearing * A frank discussion of drug use's effect on society * A frank discussion of domestic violence. Hetero and yaoi pairings are mentioned, but no shipping is actually present * Horrible customer service * Pink Socks * Fan characters in supporting roles If any of

 “Thanks for your help, Shadow,” Rouge purred, glancing at the screen. “I never realized how good you were with computers… and I never thought the Black Aliens would do such a number on ours.” I leaned to the side, putting my face on my fist. What an obvious, ham-fisted lie. Rouge is a skilled actor; with my memories restored, I could remember watching her work her magic on other people. How strange, then, that her lies have never worked on me, no matter how much I remember or how much I have changed. She must have some moral qualm with lying to me. A laughable thought. Rouge. Morals. Finally I replied to her

He slid to a halt at the end of the cliff and shivered. Sonic the Hedgehog lifted a hand to his face, trying to use his fingers to shield his eyes from the sun and the wind. He couldn't shake the uncomfortable feeling that he was lost… and he realized that this was one of the few times that feeling had ever bothered him. He looked down the mountain at the landscape below, frowning. Sunlight glinted off grass that had a much greener tone than he remembered only hours ago; vegetation was sparse where earlier in the day it had been plentiful. The sun was further south in the sky than he recalled, like the very season had changed. A gust of win

Spoilers for Pokemon Black/White 1, midgame BW2, and Mewtwo Strikes Back/Mewtwo Returns. A character says something sacreligious, too. You've been warned. Mewtwo felt less eyes upon him as he moved from dumpster to dumpster. He rarely found this kind of bounty,  but on this holiday, humans left the streets. He found a box, open, and pulled a sealed package from within. He had weathered a few “easters,”, but still had little idea what they meant. In other places he’d visited, it seemed to be a celebration of the winter’s end…  but clearly it had other meaning to be celebrated here as leaves fell. He let his gu

Spoilers for Pokemon Black 1/White 1 and Black 2/White 2. This story contains graphic illness. It may or may not have a shippy bent. I have heard humans say that Pokemon’s senses are so acute that they can tell how a human is feeling. Some have said their Pokemon knew they were ill before they did.   It makes sense that a Pokemon should be able to detect subtle cues in the scent and posture of a human that would determine its suitability as prey. I never believed a Pokemon could be aware of another creature’s illness before the sick creature knew… Unless the first sign were a change in appearance or scent without sensatio