A dark fued
His body slowly slid down the dark-types throat the other lucario just watching in horror as his friend was being vored. he kept slowly sliding down, his torso now halfway down his throat.
{Pokémon/Babyfur} From Bully To Baby
She then picks him up and sits down on her chair, resting the naughty dark-type on her lap and raising up one her hands. "hey! what awe you- ah!" slap!
Fists of Flame
His mind lingered on the striped bandit's question all the while, and his head shook it off before he addressed the dark-type.
Eeveelutions of Time: Chapter #3
He didn't have the energy to make it back to his route, so he decided it would be best to take shelter with the dark type for the night.
Eeveelutions of Time: Chapter #3
He didn't have the energy to make it back to his route, so he decided it would be best to take shelter with the dark type for the night.
To Break him
But dark types were not always the problem. he was a dark type, but he had not set out to be evil. evil was not born. it was chosen. any digimon could choose to be evil and oppressive and destroy the digital world.
Monster I Have Become: Ch. 1
When we succumb to the dark type, we are more susceptible to anger than others. but we need to control that. especially you, ryun. i don't know what it is, but you have power that none others bear.
The Human Species Ch. 58 - Elusive Trickster Zoroark
His fist connecting with zoroark's chin like a volcanic outburst, sending the dark-type flying upwards in a graceful arc.
Backstage Access
When the dark-type finally returned, the fist was still speechless, and his head flame died down to a simmering cinder.
The Human Species Ch. 28 - Trickery (Epilogue of Episode V)
He had seen the dark-type dodge attacks both quickly and nimbly before, and decided to use fast, irregular strikes.
Ilusory nightmare
The dark-type pokémon looked at the bowl and what was inside was something very dense and bubbly, of an intense orange color and the smell was very powerful able to knock out anyone.
Cooking With Scales #3 Aster the Umbreon
Aaron would feel the umbreon shivering in his grip of the dark-type's body was responsive, but the cooked meat that's now his flesh doesn't move.