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askreaper-dusknoir:

Emi gave a soft laugh as Vanille gently placed her onto the floor. Oh she just couldn’t be more happier! A new friend that wanted to draw with her, this was going to be so much fun! 

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"I’ll get my crayons and paper, miss Vani! You just stay right here!" She said as the patted the floor, wanting Vanille to have a seat while she gathered their supplies."You can grab a pillow from my bed if you don’t wanna sit on the hard floor, friend." She added, as she waddled over to a couple of scattered papers and crayons lying beside the small child’s bed. 

Picking many sheets of paper and a couple pencils from the pile, she held them tightly in her arms as she waddled back over to the Syldevoir, before stopping beside her and dropping them on the floor beside her. She picked up one small sheet and one pink crayon and handed it to Vanille.

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"Here you go, Miss Vani! I think you’ll like this color cause it’s all over you!" She said with a smile. "It looks very pretty on you!" 

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"Oh, alright Emi!" Vanille sat as the little girl hopped off to get her drawing tools. She looked around the room, eying the pillows Emi pointed out, then opted to make a cushiony seat for herself out of her skirt-tails. They were all fur, after all, and painless to sit on.

"I’ll be fine to just sit on the floor, Emi," she informed the young child, smiling at her as she made her way back over, papers and pencils held tightly in her arms.

Graciously Vanille accepted the crayon and the paper that Emi handed to her a gentle smile crossing her lips, “aw, thank you Emi! I’m glad you think this color looks pretty on me!”

The woman laid down, grasping the crayon in one feeler and leaning her cheek into her palm, her pink gaze set on Emi as the tendril mindlessly moved the crayon over the paper, “what color will you use?”

Plopping down beside the Syldevoir, Emi smiled happily as she picked up a purple crayon, waving it slightly to show Vanille the color itself.

"I’mma use this one! It matches my f…flame!" She giggled out, as she began to carefully draw on the paper she had laid out in front of her. She wanted to keep the drawing a surprise, so she tried to block Vanille’s view from it so she wouldn’t see the surprise too early. Glancing over at her, Emi gave a sly little smile.

"Now don’t look at what I’m drawing, Miss Vani! This is a surprise and I don’t want to sp…spoil it!" She laughed, continuing to draw, using her body to block the view of the drawing from Vanille. "Are you gonna draw a picture for someone too?" The young child asked, mostly just asking to keep up a conversation with her new friend.

Closed RP: Reflections in a Ghost House

askbohemiancompany:

Brittany had been searching for Lenox, but at this point, she didn’t know where Lenox had flown off to. At this point she had been searching for hours and couldn’t find any sight of her.

"Len! Len! Please come back!"

The roserade didn’t know what to do at this point. She wanted to call Grohl or Gwen to have them come help her, but she was hoping to keep this wrapped up without anyone they know finding out. She was tired from all the walking around and realized she was probably miles off. She just slumped down. She was worried Lenox had run off and was never going to come back. 

"It’s my fault." She sniffled. "I shouldn’t have said that to her." At this point she began to sob.

After tucking in Emi for a small nap, Reaper himself was very tired. After a long day of playing, oh it could get very tiring for him and Emi. He thought he should probably head off to bed, but before he could float off to his room, he heard the sounds of sobbing outside the hut. Who could that be?

Without another thought, he floated to the door and creaked it open slowly, looking around the forest. Where was it coming from? Floating out a bit more, the phantom noticed the Roserade a little ways away from the cabin, on the ground and sobbing. Wait that’s….Brittany! The one his sister had talked to before, and he remembered having a conversation with her for a moment. What was she doing all the way out here alone?

Floating over to her slowly, not wanting to scare her, Reaper held up his large hand, waving to get her attention.

"U-Um excuse me…?" He mumbled out, trying to keep quiet. "A-Are you alright miss? W-What are you doing out here all alone? Is something troubling you…?" He asked, concerned for the young lady.

askthefairychildren:

askreaper-dusknoir:

Emi perked up again when Vanille mentioned she liked sweet things. She gasped slightly, a smile growing largely on her face.

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"Aaaa miss Vani~! I love sweet things too! I like cookies, candies, sweet berries, all kinds of sweet things!" She laughed with excitement, glad to have a thing in common with her new friend already.

Reaper gave a soft laugh as he floated over to a old looking stove. 

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"Ah well that makes this easier then! I’ll get those cookies done in a few minutes and I’ll call you ladies in here to enjoy them. So have a good time!" The phantom shouted slightly, as he began to lie out what berries her had collected.

As Vanille walked down the small hallway, Emi quickly pointed to a door. 

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"That’s my room right there friend! Right next to daddy’s!" She exclaimed, using her other short hand to pat Vanille gently. The little one was too excited, so the Syldevoir could see the excitement beaming from the child’s face. 

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"That settles it then!" Vanille said, "we’ll have something of the sweeter variety," she smiled in Reaper’s direction, "thanks deary. We’ll be in Emi’s room then."

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Vanille headed to the room Emi pointed out, giggling softly when the Litwick patted her gently.

"I see you’re excited darling!" she purred, walking into the young girl’s room, "how about we get to drawing?"

She knelt down on the floor to set Emi down, then stood again, waiting for Emi to tell her where the drawing tools were.

Emi gave a soft laugh as Vanille gently placed her onto the floor. Oh she just couldn’t be more happier! A new friend that wanted to draw with her, this was going to be so much fun! 

"I’ll get my crayons and paper, miss Vani! You just stay right here!" She said as the patted the floor, wanting Vanille to have a seat while she gathered their supplies."You can grab a pillow from my bed if you don’t wanna sit on the hard floor, friend." She added, as she waddled over to a couple of scattered papers and crayons lying beside the small child’s bed. 

Picking many sheets of paper and a couple pencils from the pile, she held them tightly in her arms as she waddled back over to the Syldevoir, before stopping beside her and dropping them on the floor beside her. She picked up one small sheet and one pink crayon and handed it to Vanille.

"Here you go, Miss Vani! I think you’ll like this color cause it’s all over you!" She said with a smile. "It looks very pretty on you!" 

askreaper-dusknoir sent:

(( I wasn't thinking of it as a pairing thing but as a cutie moment, whut about 3 for Emi and Dolli? ;u; ))

askthecham:

Yes, A+ 10/10 would draw again. Precious cheek kisses from adorable angel candles~

(( oH GOSH THIS IS SO PRECIOUS QUQ

THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE IT THESE PRECIOUS BABIES QAQ ))

askthefairychildren:

askreaper-dusknoir:

Emi couldn’t help but laugh with joy as Vanille carefully lifted her up, cradling her close to her. She liked how nice Vanille was being to her. She was a very nice friend, and she knew they’d both have a lot of fun together.

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"Oh oh!" Emi perked up, when Vanille asked what they should do together. "Maybe me and friend can draw first! I’d love to make friend a drawing and see if you like it!" She giggled, her flame flickering a bit in the wind. "I have some crayons and paper in my room! Let’s go, miss Vani!"

Watching the two, Reaper “smiled” slightly, and floated over to the kitchen, carefully picking up the basket of berries from the table.

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"Ah well, if you two are gonna be busy having fun, I could make some snacks if you like?" The phantom mentioned, turning his attention to the Syldevoir. "What kind of sweets do you like, Vanille? Sweet, sour, spicy? I can see what kind of berries I have and make some good berry cookies for all of us!" 

She giggled when Emi suggested that they draw, “alright Emi! Let’s go make some drawings,” a smile crossed her lips at the Litwick’s next words, “well I’m sure if it’s something drawn by you I’m sure to love it.”

The Syldevoir’s feelers flicked as Reaper passed by to pick up the basket of berries and she stood as well, her gaze fixed on him for a moment.

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"Oh that sounds fantastic Reaper! I do have quite a taste for sweet things! But, if there’s a cookie that Emi prefers, I’ll be most happy to have that," she absentmindedly rubbed her thumb over Emi’s cheek, then followed the child’s directions down the hall to her room.

Emi perked up again when Vanille mentioned she liked sweet things. She gasped slightly, a smile growing largely on her face.

"Aaaa miss Vani~! I love sweet things too! I like cookies, candies, sweet berries, all kinds of sweet things!" She laughed with excitement, glad to have a thing in common with her new friend already.

Reaper gave a soft laugh as he floated over to a old looking stove. 

"Ah well that makes this easier then! I’ll get those cookies done in a few minutes and I’ll call you ladies in here to enjoy them. So have a good time!" The phantom shouted slightly, as he began to lie out what berries her had collected.

As Vanille walked down the small hallway, Emi quickly pointed to a door. 

"That’s my room right there friend! Right next to daddy’s!" She exclaimed, using her other short hand to pat Vanille gently. The little one was too excited, so the Syldevoir could see the excitement beaming from the child’s face. 

askthevictorypokemon sent:

(Murderampage!) Victoria to Emi: Emi... what's wrong? Please talk to me about this...

The poor Litwick, filled with new emotions she had never really experienced before, couldn’t stop the tears falling from her eyes, and the flames bursting out from her small body. She couldn’t hear anything, over the sounds of her own sobbing and the flames swirling around her. Before long, she began to calm down, only to see….no. 

No no no….w-was it really..? 

Waddling over to what seemed like a black mess on the ground, Emi noticed the charred hair of one of her closest friends, Victoria. 

W-What had she done? W-Was this all her fault? W-What would her crime fighting friends think!? A-And mister Victor….n-no no…

The child began to sob softly over her friend’s body, cuddling up close to her.

"N-No friend…I-I’m so sorry….I-I’m just so sorry…"

(( tHIS WAS THE BEST I COULD DO?? I’M SO SORRY I HOPE IT’S GOOD ))

david-the-aipom sent:

David looks down at the Litwick, astounded by how much power such a small package had. "Hey, calm down! It was just a doll!" He held his burnt arm in pain.

The young child couldn’t believe it. The one thing she held dear to her. The doll her own mother gave her. Gone. Gone forever. It just seemed something snapped inside of her. Glowing brightly, her flame engulfing her small body, she let out a loud, piercing cry to the Aipom. “H-HOW COULD YOU?! T-THAT WAS MOMMY!! I WANT MOMMY BACK!! I WANT HER BACK!!” As she continued to cry these messages, her flames reached out and quickly began to engulf the Aipom. As he slowly began to burn in the purple flame, he could just see the small child, hunched over her once cherished doll, tears rolling down her face.

"M-Mommy why….w-why did he take you away…" 

daniitwo sent:

Maeve to Emi "B-Baby girl, it's me, I just brought honey snacks over-"

Something had come over the small child. Maybe it be fear, or anger, but as the Darkrai entered the small cabin, Emi released a large burst of fire from her small body. She didn’t like the dark. Not one bit. She wanted to see it light up, to see the glow and prevent the darkness from returning once again. When the fire hit the Darkrai, the little Litwick couldn’t help but smile. Fire. It was so pretty in the house! Daddy would love it too! The fire helped keep the darkness away, the darkness was finally gone, she felt so happy….but would she be after the fire goes out once more?

Would she be happy to see one of her friends, lying on the ground, stained as dark as the night she wanted to prevent? No…no this would upset the little one gravely. 

But at the moment, she enjoyed seeing the flowing light. As it seemed to run around…she wondered why…

askbohemiancompany sent:

Nigel to Reaper: What do you want fat ass?!

The phantom, with fire burning in his single eye, let out a small smirk as he gripped onto the foolish Clefable’s ears, a fire punch slowing beginning to burn Nigel’s ears. “R̥ͧ̔ͭ̌̀̉ͯe̳̤͔̯̞̒̎ͤ̐ͅm̱̳͇ͭ̑͂̏̂e̱͕̖͉ͮ͂̌͒͌mb̆͒̇͌̅̾e̤̼̯̠̯̲̲̚r̭ ̮͕̟̘̣ͦ͋ͧ͛̆tͫ͑ͩ̍̓ͨ̇h̉̔ͪḭ͉̦̜̟͂ͤ͂ͬ̑ͩs͙̮̯͎̬̖~͓̌̀͌̌ͭ̇̓?̦̓̏ ͇̈̆͒ͪͬW̦̱͕͎̄̚e͉̪̖̗͕l̫̟̗̓̍̽̍l̆̅ ̩͇̟ͨ̌t̘̙̼̯̤h͇̦̫̬͇̝i̲͓͙̩̯ͥͭ̏͗̐̚ͅs̹̞̙̼̟̉̄͐͋͐ ̝ͧͫ̓ṭ̹̮͌͂ͅi̱̻͚͉̣͗͆m̝̤̼̗̤̍ͤͣ̈́̚e͉̲̤̰̥ͫͩ.̼̬͍̪̭̾̌͊.̲̿ͣͤ͐͛ͩ͛.̺̙͇ͯ̉́̍ͩ̈́̔.̬̐Ĭ̤̲ ̝w̜̤̬̳̘ͪ̈͛ͅo͇̞͍͚̰n̟͔̙̻̪͗̐͛̎̂’́̈́ͥ̇͂ͩ̍t̪̘̪́ ̜̉̑͌̔̊͂̏ṣͬ͗ͮ̈́t̝̞̯̺̅̌o̺̭̲͙̿̇p,͎̻ͣͦ̋ ̱͇̓ͮ̍ͅa̟͔͎͈͍ͥ̑͋n̲̟̲ͤ͗̅d̳͓̐̔ͥ̒̂ ̮͔͕͉͚̄͊͌͐̿ͧI͇̭̠̲͎ͬ̊ͦ́̍̑̈́’̹̞̪ḷ̟͎̜̩́̍͆̋̈l̻͇̠̩͇͙ͤ͊̾̄͑͂̐ ͇̉ͮë͇͍͇́ͤ̍̑n͕ͫ̓ͦͬ̈͆j͎͋ͮ̈o̞͍̠͈̙̭͊ͫ̎̓̋̂ͭy͚͈̥̹̹̤̾ͤͅ ̪͉̻̥͈̰̊̓s̙̞̰̭̼̜ͪͅe̠̠͕͓̠͆̑̓̇̒ê̖̫̪̺̣͎͈ͭi̝̇n̬̞̹̔͂g̰̳̺̞̪ͫ̃̊͆̾ ̜͋̈́ͣͩ͒̚yo͚̟̻̱ͦ̓ͨu͚̤̲̳̿ ́ͮͣ̈́̂ͣ̉b̠̫̈́ͥ̑̈́u̖̜̰̝̗̳̚ȓ̤̲̻̞̟̜͚n̯̗̞̊̋̈́ͤ̅ ̉ͫ̾̌̚a̞̬͖͍͙͉̥ͮ̈́̋l͂̃̇̾ͩi̘̘̹̯v̟͙̮̥̮͒ͧ͋̓̚e͔̘̳͙͉ͅ~͇͙̳͓̤.͇̯̜͙̗̙ͩ̽̊̈̔̂̋.̱̑̄̒.͙̠͖̘͈̗ͨ.̾̽” It seemed as if the once happy and upbeat Dusknoir had become a monster, bent on killing anything he could get his large hands on, and sadly for the Clefable, he was the first victim of the phantom’s murderous rampage. Before Nigel could move or even say a single word, he slowly felt the heat grow from his ears down to his body, as the fires began to burn into his fur, then down to his skin. Soon, with a thud, the Dusknoir dropped a black soot corpse of the once living and breathing Clefable. With a smirk, he floated away, ready to find his next victim. He wondered who it would be….

(( i hOPE THIS IS GOOD FOR YOU? X”D ))

UUUUUHUHUHUHU I’M SO SORRY FOR HOW LATE THIS IS

ANYHOW

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, DAHL:

(( oH GOOD GOSH THIS LOOKS GREAT DAN DAN

IT’S OKAY IF IT’S LATE I STILL LOVE IT QUQ ))