The World of Remnant was a dangerous place. Filled with all sorts of evils, from vicious monsters like the Grimm, to malicious people whether they be Humans or Faunus. There weren't a lot of places on this world where one could truly be completely safe, and the few places that could be could easily be compromised under the right conditions. It results in a world where benevolence barely gets a chance to shine with so many factors prepared to snuff it out.But, as prepared as they are to do so, th

Gassy’s Hungry Protector



Written by Gassythecat



Gassy the Cat was walking in the woods but suddenly Jessie of Team Rocket came. She asked "Can i steal your pokemon?" But Gassy refused. "Why do you want to steal my pokemon?" Gassy asked. Jessie smirked and said, "To complete my collection!" "But why do you want to capture all pokemon?"

The really protective Eevee



Written by Gassythecat



Eevee and Pikachu were wondering off in the forest. Suddenly Eevee got hungry as Pikachu suggested to look for berries. They spilt up with Eevee heading towards the berry bushes and Pikachu deciding to check out some interesting noises he heard nearby.




Sudden

Silco wasn’t sure what he’d expected when he wandered out of The Last Drop that night. Certainly the night had been quieter recently, fewer primal howls and less damage to his shipments, but perhaps he’d been foolish to go out on his own, as even the short trip he’d been on was cut short by a nearby growl. He froze up at that and looked around, black blood beginning to pool in his darkening limbs as he failed to pinpoint where it was coming from, an odd feral fear getting stronger with t

The kitchen was dark, illuminated only by a candle on the table. A vase of roses sat in the very center, in full bloom. Outside the house was the total darkness of nighttime, save only for the ethereal glow of the full moon. Danika, a giantess, walked inside. She was wearing a long black dress that covered her all the way down to her ankles yet left her arms and the area underneath her neck exposed, where her blue hair flowed like a waterfall. In her fist, she carried Alex, a tiny with dirty b

The inside of the giantess’s stomach was wet and slimy, with an overpowering smell of bile and of the last proper food she ate—pureed hamburger meat. Liquefying small chunks of the food still floated around in her weak stomach acid, though most of it had already passed to the small intestine below. The pink walls, the low ceiling and the floor of the organ undulated and churned, attempting to break up the two tinies that Danika had eaten, but failing to so much as harm them. Alex a

Alex was in his living room, attempting to beat a challenging video game that he had been stuck on for the past two weeks. His best friend Maryann sat next to him, both supporting him in his endeavor and judging him for his lack of skill. “Alright, you didn’t use any of your heals this time,” Maryann said. “This guy’s first health bar should be considered a warm-up, and his second health bar is when the real fight begins.” “How the hell did you beat this guy?” Alex as

Dragonite to the rescue



Written by Gassythecat




Rita the Mouse was walking in the woods but suddenly there is an Arcanine, who wanted to eat her. Rita ran away as the Arcanine chased her. She looked around desperately for a place to hide.




She said "This Arcanine is too fast! I can't outrun it

Danika drove back to the beach where they’d first found Kyle. As it turned out, they hadn’t been too far from the shelter. It was just beyond those seemingly impassable jagged rocks to their right after arriving. According to the information in the document, there was a hidden path through them that only tinies could take. Danika was walking down the boardwalk again. Maryann poked her head out of the giantess’s purse. Despite her visibility, she felt a calm yet eager tranquil

The store Danika had gone to was about ten blocks away from the park. She moved as quickly as she could without hurting the tiny in her purse. Maryann huddled up in one of the purse’s corners as it swung lightly. Thankfully, it was steady. “Almost there,” Danika said. “We’re about as fast as Kyle’s car at this speed, so I expect we can intercept him at the river while he’s cleaning and hopefully get the shelter location out of him.” “I’m just happy we f

Alex was still looking through the liberation movement’s databases to figure out where exactly the shelter was located. Not only did he have no luck finding anything, but he also had no luck finding the locations of any shelter—even ones he had personally been to. He frantically searched through one of the liberation movement’s computers in the building’s library. It was connected to the organization’s servers, which stored all its relevant information and records

Maryann threw on a pair of long pants, a tank top, and a pair of white loafers. She briefly considered brushing her teeth but decided against it to save time. She burst out of Alex’s front door, just in time to see Danika coming out of her room with a purse. “You set?” she asked Maryann. “All set!” “Good!” Danika said. “I’m going to pick you up now. Is that okay?” Maryann nodded. “Yes.” Danika reached down. She picked up Maryann by her waist gently wit

Alex was just waking up that morning when his phone started ringing. He pulled himself up to a sitting position in his bed, reached over to the nightstand, grabbed his glasses, then grabbed his phone. He checked the caller ID. He sighed. Liberation movement…of course. He accepted the call and brought the phone to his ear. “Tina, it’s too early for this,” Alex said. “Can you get someone else to do the mission you have for me if it’s urgent?” “Mr. Neyord, I’