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“Alright, let's try to have a nice, clean, game of truth or dare this time guys” Armin speaks out between us. You look at Jean and he gives you a smirk in return. “Oh I've got something, nice and clean (y/n) would like to get her hands on” Jean speaks out, not leaving your sight. You stare at him with no emotion. “The fuck, JEAN?!” you finally yell out. “OH trust me (y/n), this game is going to be UNFORGETTABLE, cause I've got something perfect in store for you” You freeze in shock for a second. Shit... Jean is known for making up dares that usually end in me getting stuck with horrible chor

“Uuuugh man this bites…” America slumped onto the couch “MAPLE!” He quickly jumped off landing on his bum “Haha! Sorry about that Canada!” “Eh, it’s okay…” He whispered quietly. America took the seat next to the Canadian with the same expression plastered on his face since he came in; Guilty and frustrated. “Eh…what’s wrong America?” Canada asked the depressed American. “Uh, well, England seems to be down again today and won’t watch any horror movies with me!” He crosses his arms making fishy lips “Eh, what do you mean

They take themselves inside and at the front desk. They spot an Audino wearing a nurse’s cap. Audino: Hello there. Welcome to the Pokemon Nursery. George: Greetings, ma’am. We’re in need of some help here. Audino: Oh, of course. What’s the problem? George: Well, we got ourselves this egg here. And we’re not really sure where it came from. Besides coming from a streaming river. Audino: *gasps* Oh dear. A lost egg. That’s terrible. Loren: Uh-huh. We did a bit of reading on some possible Pokemon that can come out of this egg. I have to say. There’s a ton that we can speculate on what can come out of it.

Okay, before anybody starts to think this is some weird idea, let me explain. For anyone who knows how to write (and I mean, REALLY knows how to write), you understand that a good story has everything written out on paper first.  You know, stuff like Outlines, Plot Triangles, Character Profiles.  This might be of a challenge to some of you and tie you down, but unless you are capable of keeping every piece of information in your mind, this is a good resource to fall back on.  If you do not need this, then fine—you aren’t required to use it.  According to Science Fiction Writers of America, do

The entire debacle started - and if someone pushed you enough to admit it, your crush on him, too - when you were four years old. You really only knew Oikawa Tooru as the daycare’s resident brat. Unlike you, who was a perfectly well-behaved and well-mannered child, he went around causing havoc for the daycare’s caretakers to deal with. Whether he was stealing toys from other kids, making a mess out of anything and everything, or blubbering about how he was being ‘bullied’ (that is, after he made fun of another kid), he was nothing but an utter nuisance, and so for the most part, you steered clear of him. You were litt

"I believe all of you might be wondering why I've gathered you here tonight," Commander Erwin's calm voice silenced the mutters and whispers that came from the cadets and squad leaders seated in the mess hall, the smell of herbal tea and coffee lingering in the room.            During dinnertime, Erwin has ordered that no one leaves the mess hall, for he was going to make an announcement that would change how things work in the Survey Corps. Everyone was on the edge of their seat, wanting to know what exactly is that announcement the commander was about to say. "So? What is it?" Captain Levi was getting a little impatient, his fingers plac

You kept your head down as you walked down the hall of your high school, hearing everyone. They might not have been talking but you heard their voices; their thoughts. You were a mind reader. You didn't mind that though. You actually liked it but a lot of people found it weird or creepy if you told them. That's kind of why freaking people out with it was like one of your favorite pass times. You liked seeing their shocked expressions as you told them their thoughts but now mostly no one in your school talked to you. They didn't bully you though. If they did, they knew they'd leave there crying, knowing a good amount of things about themselves