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How To Be Normal

HOW TO SUCCEED AT BEING A NORMAL TEENAGER:
(In 15 easy steps!)

1. The first step in becoming a normal, bland, and spineless individual is very simple. Never think. About anything. Ever. If you have a thought, let it go. Let someone else think for you. Thinking is hard. Let someone else do it. Save your little conformist brain cells for something less difficult.

2. Now let's talk about music. You like unique music? Not anymore! You get to listen to the same generic, repetitive sound that everyone else does. You know, that one beat over and over with the words "Yeah", "baby" and "ooh" being repeated. Lucky you!

3. To be normal, you've gottaHow To Be Normal2 years ago in Short Stories

Deadbird Background

I apologize in advanced for any spelling or grammatical errors -- while I did read over this twice, I may have missed something. Sorry!

"The December wind wrapped itself around the two as they briskly made their way down the crowded sidewalk. They didn't mind the cold all too much for their sheer excitement kept them warm. A mother and a son had traversed into the Inner Sanctum of the Main City to prepare for the festivities. It was the 20th, and on the 21st a world-wide celebration would ring out in glory of their leader's name and birthday. It wasn't just a celebration for him, as on the 21st everyone shared in on the gift giving and gooDeadbird Background2 years ago in Short Stories

The Narrative OC MEMEI. Choose up to five (5) of your favorite original story characters that will embark in this role-play. If you don't have five (5) then leave them blank (or create a character on the spot!) Be sure to give a little description of them:
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II. One of your characters decides to make a grand entrance into a random tavern. How does that go? Pick either Character One or Character Four :

III. Jealous, Character Three tries to make a grand entrance as well but somehow fails… why is that?

IV. A character is surrounded by many enemies and decides that the only thing they can do is fight! How does that go? Pick eitheThe Narrative OC MEME3 years ago in Short Stories

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Introductions"Hi, I'm-"

"I know who you are."

"You do?"

"You're the guy who thinks he's invisible."

"I have a name-"

"It isn't important. Because you really don't think it's important."

"All right. Since we've started out this way, let me just tell you, I know you too."

"Yeah?"

"You're the girl who is broken."

"I am not broken."

"You're the girl whose eyes close every night and open the next morning, only to find you have never slept at all."

"I sleep well. Besides-"

"You're the girl who dreams of a happy ending even though she has seen seventeen...no, eighteen unhappy ones in her eighteen years."

"Happy endings are over rated. And you're-"

Introductions2 years ago in Short Stories

20 Reasons Why I Hate Twilight1) It's poorly written. Stephen King can back me up on SMeyer being a horrible writer.
2) Those are not vampires, they're sparkly fags. And by fag, I don't mean gay, I mean fag.
3) Edward is a 107 year old virgin. Can you say pathetic?
4) Bella has no redeeming qualities; she's a very weak main character. Physically she isn't strong. She can't run away right even; she trips too much. She's not smart, either, she's almost brain dead (come on, how long did it take her to figure out Edward was a vampire again?). She's not very pretty. She's not nice; she treats her friends horribly, and wants nothing to do with normal boys who aren't monsters20 Reasons Why I Hate Twilight3 years ago in Short Stories

What Would You Say?2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters

telling a sad story backwards-17.

it smells like grief and sterilized metal.

i climb into andrew’s bed, though the nurses have strictly forbidden it. he closes his eyes and holds me tightly, because he says when he can’t see me, it is easier to pretend i never happened to him.

15.

he pushes the cart aggressively down the aisle, pretending to mow over old ladies doing their sunday shopping.

"stop," i say giggling, lobbing a can of ravioli at him.

for a moment i think he simply didn't see me throw the can; it glances off his chest and falls to the floor, exploding in a pattern of red arrows. i don't notice his eyes rolling back in his head or the graceful watelling a sad story backwards-4 years ago in Short Stories

I'm coming out: I'm straight “Mom? Mum? Can I talk to you?”

My voice quivered. Both of them looked up at me. Mom’s head was in Mum’s lap. Mum was slowly stroking her forehead, leaning down to kiss her forehead while still staring at me intently. A satanic bible was placed in Mum’s lap, the thin, withered pages torn in a few places from continued reading. “You know you can talk to us about anything,” Mom said, smiling, sitting up a bit straighter. She leaned over to kiss Mum, who kissed her back. I took a seat on the couch and pulled my knees up to my chin, staring down at my cuticles. Even for a guy, they were pretty nasty.

I took I'm coming out: I'm straight5 years ago in Short Stories

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The DoctorWhen I was seven, I was diagnosed with emotions.

"Poor girl." I heard them say. "She'll never survive this one."

I laid with my face towards the ceiling on the cold examination table, listening to them discuss my fate. I felt something breaking in my chest and something burning inside my throat. A small tear slipped down my cheek.

"Doctor! Look at this!" Shrieked my mother, "Something is coming out of her eye."

The doctor rushed over to me and wiped the tear from my cheek. He touched the top of my head as he whispered, "I am so sorry." And then he turned to my mother. "It's a tear. It means that she is sad."

"Sad?" My mother asked inquisThe Doctor1 year ago in Short Stories

Wii Would Like to PlayLittle Susan B. stood staring at the thing before her in disbelief.
"Fat," she said. "I'm fat?"

"I'm a machine. Machines don't lie."

"But I'm ten."

"Ten and fat."

"But how can you tell? There's gotta be some mistake."

"Okay, kid, listen up. I've got your goddamn height and BMI right here. Right here inside me.
And according to my records, you suck at boxing, you suck at running, your physical age is that of a 48-year-old male and you suck at Brawl."

"Hey, you're being mean!"

"I'm not mean. I'm a machine. Can't take playing with me? If you don't like it then take yourself somewhere else and maybe go and play with the other babies ouWii Would Like to Play3 years ago in Short Stories

Judgement"You need to stop doing this."

"Stop doing what?"

"Writing me into your stories."

"...why?"

"Because…it scares me. I'm not this guy that you write about. I'm not some kind of Prince Charming and I'm certainly not a sea God or whatever you like to say about my eyes every now and then."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah. You really need to work on your judgement of people, because this is all wrong. It's like you don't know me at all!"

"So why don't you correct me and I'll fix my idea of you accordingly."

"Well…firstly, I'm a really nervous person."

"Yeah. Your hands are either fiddling with your hair or your sleeve, or you're biting yJudgement2 years ago in Short Stories

Good Enough

        Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler. If I did Ciel would be pregnant with demon babies. MUHAA~!

Title: Good Enough

Pairings: Sebastian/Ciel Light Yaoi

Rating:  T / Pg-13

Genre: Drama/Angst/Romance

Summary: There are times in my life I wish I was good enough. If I could be good enough then perhaps Ciel would look at me the same way I look at him. Although as I smile he sees happiness, but behind it is everything he will never understand.

Timeline: Actual universe.  Also known as 21st century.

Warnings: This is NOT SHOTA!  Although it has mentionGood Enough2 years ago in Short Stories

Untitled Tiger Project Part 1

Drip. Drip.

The strange feeling came over the tigress Penumbra once again. Her paws tingled, her charcoal hair rose as if electrified, and her body felt faintly as if it were being constricted by the air around her. She flicked her ears in irritation, but she was too used to the phenomenon to express actual alarm. She didn't even bother to raise her head off of her single broad foreleg. The sensation would pass, as it always did, and she paid little mind to it.

It was the water leaking from the rusted pipe above her head that caught her interest, though. She had been absent-mindedly watching the pure water fallUntitled Tiger Project Part 111 months ago in Introductions & Chapters

vacant.Look at her; she’s a porcelain doll with never-ending milk legs all stapled to the bed, thirteen years young with forty-eight years suffocating her figure. He’s right up to her baby lips, offering cigarette breath and grinding his stubble on her cheeks, it reminds her of gravel and she closes her eyelids as it falls across her neck, inhaling the cloud of dust.

The curtains are draped across the sky, dried blood red casting shadows she can’t tell the ends of. A dim flicker of a light and maybe a filter of moonshine illuminate the crevasses of his eyelids, forehead and awry mouth. His skin tastes of sweat and earth.

She was witvacant.5 years ago in Short Stories

Skye's History: prt 1

The bolded words are where his history picks up

A clean cut man made his way through the heavy doors of the tavern, standing out greatly from the rough crowd in its walls. He was tall, strong built, with auburn hair and bright green eyes. His ears held a slight pointed edge to them, and along with the light leather armor he wore, he would have stood out greatly amongst a crowd of beings such as yourself. No, the situation was quite the opposite, he was the most normal.

Around him demons brawled, some with bizarre, fantastic bright colored hair and eyes, others completely black and white from their skin to their eyes. They were either brawliSkye's History: prt 12 years ago in Short Stories

My Beautiful Disaster

STOP! Before you read this fanfiction you should listen to Kelly Clarksons song Beautiful Disaster.  It will make this story SOO much better! =D

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler and sadly never will. *cries in corner*

Title: Beautiful Disaster

Pairings: Sebastian/Ciel (yaoi)

Rating:  T / Pg-13

Genre: Drama/Angst/Romance

Summary: I am a demon and my life revolves around devouring souls. However, soon I start to serve under a young boy, who not only smells like heaven and sin combined, but has the most broken soul that is the most beautiful disaster.

Timeline: Actual universe.  Also knoMy Beautiful Disaster2 years ago in Short Stories

You've been on my mind...Quite frankly, you're heavy. Get off.You've been on my mind...6 years ago in General

Every YouTube Fight Ever(This will almost certainly contain heavy profanity and the usernames used in this were pulled out of my own head and aren't any real people that I know of but if someone has usernames matching them then it's probably coincidental).

SamusFan20 in the video description: This is my Metroid compilation of pictures in a slideshow featuring Samus set to Queen's "We Will Rock You." I hope you guys enjoy.

DisgruntledAsswipe87: Jesus Christ you're such a faggot. Why the hell would you post pics of a fictional girl and set it to Queen? Do yourself a favor and go get a REAL GIRLFRIEND, loser. Oh, and stop shaming such a great band with such a shitty Every YouTube Fight Ever3 years ago in Short Stories

Nose Kiss

"N!" Touko shouted gleefully, running to aforementioned person.  He opened his arms to catch her and the next thing he knew, she was in his arms, laughing.

"What is it Touko?" he asked.  Touko beamed up at him.

"I got the lead in the Musical!  My Emolga will be the star of 'A Sweet Soiree'!" she exclaimed.  "Isn't it wonderful?!"  N smiled down at her.

"It sure is." And he bent down and affectionately rubbed noses with her, the two laughing.

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Forehead Kiss

He hugged her tightly as she sobbed in his arms.  He cursed Silver's bruteness. 7 Kisses2 years ago in Short Stories

Death"Do you fear death?"

The question loomed in the air before my body, as if a sword looming over someone almost conquered by their enemy. But I looked down at my hands and then back up, only to say, "Have you ever felt the pain of watching two lovers embrace at the end of a movie? It's supposed to be a happy ending. But your heart tells your lungs to stop breathing for just a minute…because it will never ever be yours."

"Do you fear death?"

A question repeated deserves an answer. But instead, my trembling hands sat clenched on my lap, the blue ink like veins showing through the frail covering that might rip apart any second. "Do you knoDeath2 years ago in Short Stories

Star-SentOnce there was a girl who was in love with the night sky.

She had visited planetariums and read children's books on astronomy. She had learned to identify nineteen different constellations and would always look for them on dark, clear nights. She had gotten her father to stick glow-in-the-dark stars and planets to her bedroom ceiling. She had eaten freeze-dried astronaut ice cream and thought it tasted better than anything else in the world.

As time passed the girl began to learn about the universe, about things like asteroids and black holes. Little by little she came to know the invisible forces that governed outer space, and the night skStar-Sent3 years ago in Short Stories

More than a Legend - Jack Frost x Reader

Winter.

"Damn it, damn it." You hissed under your breath, "Why does it exist, why!?" Your whisper turned into a shout of irritation. Your arms tucked in firmly under your arm pits, your body bracing against the bitterly cold winter you head out into the white snowy terrain, into the icing topped woods. You stumble through the white woods, shivering and rattling like a child's toy, muttering under your chaffed blue lips.

Why were you out? Oh because your mother felt it would be good to get some fresh air. Just standing on the porch of your stone cottage in the middle of winter would have sufficed but no, you were shoved out the front door, wMore than a Legend - Jack Frost x Reader5 months ago in Short Stories

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