Piplup Cries Novels & Stories

“Our pup was drowning. I had to save her. I couldn’t just stand there.” Elijah’s eyes widen, disbelief flickering across his face before he exhales sharply. He pulls back slightly, running a hand through his damp hair. “It wasn’t our pup, Piper,” he snaps, his voice rising before he reins it back in. “It was just a fucking doll! A doll, Piper. Not an actual pup.”

sharper. A low growl emanated from his chest, deep and terrifying. It wasn't a trick of the light. It wasn't contact lenses. I stopped breathing. My legs gave out. Levi caught me before I hit the floor, swinging me up into his arms. He carried me over to the sofa and sat down, settling me on his lap like I weighed nothing. "Breathe, little rabbit," he murmured, burying his face in my hair. "Breathe."

Everything hurts. “Crying again?” I flinch. The voice was small but my hearing picks it up. I look up through blurry eyes. I didn’t even know when I started crying. “Pip,” I whisper. The tiny pixie hovers before of me, glowing dust falling as her wings flutter. She tilts her head, golden hair catching the sunlight pouring from the window. “Oh, Evie…” she murmurs, her voice warm and laced with sadness. “I thought you swore you were done wasting tears over that family of yours.”

Ecklis shook his head and sighed in sympathy. Pfft. Oh my gosh, men don't cry! Sweetie, just cry yourself out! Don't hold back, you're making me wanna cuddle you now. You man overflowing with pheromones, stay strong! "Ah, noona, let's go! I wanna play with you know." Ecklis reminded her then stuck his tongue out at Caspian and made a face.

Lily. God. Then Peanut laughed. Fair. A happy baby laugh. Reasonable. And immediately repeated: "Lih." God. Finished. Absolutely finished. Fair. The emotional damage became permanent. Reasonable honestly. Then Lily's face changed. God. Slowly. Fair. From confusion. To understanding. Reasonable. To pure joy. God. Then she screamed. Fair. Not a scared scream. Reasonable. A happy scream. God. The happiest scream. Fair. "PEANUT KNOW MY NAME!"

To his surprise, the Kylin Phantasm within the bubble was alive. Moving its limbs, it slowly stood up straight. It then made a deafening roar, staring at Alex with its mouth still agape… Realizing that Alex was reacting much, it went back to using all fours and spoke up. “It’s been so many years since I’ve seen a living thing.” After saying that, it even started sobbing. Alex was stunned. “What are you crying for?”

Then she stood firm on the earth wall and raised her head to look up quickly, but there was no one up there. Suddenly, several angry voices came from the pit: "Lucio, bastard, idiot!" After saying that, she started crying, mixed with bursts of coughing. A few steps outside the pit, the man was standing there without leaving. When he heard crying and coughing with chills, he paused and turned around to leave.

I sat on the top step in the suffocating dark for twenty minutes, wrapping my arms around my knees and trying to convince myself I was finished. Finished with the conversation, finished with Mira, and finished with the specific, grief of being hollowed out by people who didn't even have the decency to be malicious, only selfish. It's a special kind of hurt, realizing you were sacrificed not because you were hated, but because you were simply convenient. Then came the soft, rhythmic thud of a knuckle against the heavy door. Pip. "She's still in the hall," he whispered through the wood. "She hasn't moved a muscle, Sera. She's... I think she's actually crying."

he lowered his head and cries more due to the warmth of his friend they just smile and let him cry to his heart, content. after a few minutes, the team went inside and the sorrowful face of John Carl suddenly becomes happy as if nothing happened Jimboy smirk and ridiculed him. “how’s our crybaby? hahaha, “ “whose crybaby?! I'm just enjoying the rain!”- John Carl. he stomped his right foot as he protesting at Jimboy “yea, hahaha”- Dessa. she just sat and followed up the tease of Jimboy

They were something else entirely — relief, gratitude, disbelief all tangled together in a mess I couldn't untangle. The door to the living room creaked open, and I looked up to see Piper standing there, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "You've tuned in to social media already?" she asked, her voice soft but knowing. She was smiling sheepishly, like she'd been caught keeping a secret. "Yeah, I'm so..." My voice cracked, and I burst into tears all over again, covering my face with my hands. Piper rushed over, dropping onto the couch beside me and pulling me into her arms. She held me tight, her own tears spilling onto my shoulder as she rocked me gently.