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Nhưng.Ái chà,cái chữ "nhưng" mới đáng ghét sao!Dòng đời xô đẩy,thế sự xoay vần.Tôi chẳng lãnh đạo được bao lâu.1 ngày kia,các nhà sản xuất vĩ đại đã chế ra SSM đời sau.Y hệt như phim hoạt hình đi từ 2D lên 3D,SSM 2D giờ đã thành già nua và cổ lỗ.Các đệ tử lũ lượt bỏ môn phái ra đi.Tất nhiên là đi về chỗ tụ hội các SSM 3D văn minh.Và chả cần nói thì ai cũng hiểu "văn minh" đầu tiên ở chỗ Kẻ-mà-ai-cũng-biết-là-ai-đấy!Vâng,chính là tên Vương Dương đáng ghét.
1 ngày,khi tôi vừa giăng status hình chữ vạch ra trên nền cát thì xuất hiện 1 loạt status hình mây 3D vây quanh!Tôi uất ức gỡ xuống,cả ngày hì hục chế ra status khác-đợi đến tối treo lên phục thù.
Đêm.Quẹt mồ hôi thở phào và bắn lên status hình nến cháy làm hết hơi mới xong.Chưa kịp tận hưởng vẻ êm đềm khi nhìn những đốm nến sáng in bóng xuống mặt sông,thì trong mắt tôi bùng lên những status ghép từ kim cương 3D lấp lánh!
Lần đầu tiên kể từ khi có SSM,tôi đi ngủ mà ko để lại 1 status nào trên trời.
posted by Skitty_Love
Celeste's POV:

Since a long time ago, 30 years to be exact, wizards and witches have been mortal enemies. The wars. The discrimination. It would not stop. Thankfully now, it has settled down. That doesn't mean the hatred has stopped, it just means we witches make sure we don't go anywhere near wizards.

"Wha-BAM!" I sent a powerful charge into my hand. A neon laranja light fired at the object I held in my right hand. "Hahahaha! Perfect!" I cried. The sweet chá I had was now turned into a one of many healing potions. I sighed enlightened. "Another job well done, Celeste." I had to admit, I was a...
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posted by para-scence
Along with the excitement of having a baby, I also became very worried. What would happen if I had a seizure during the pregnancy? What if my medication harmed the baby? I went on the computer and began searching for answers. Blake stood behind me, leitura over my shoulder.

"It says you can continue, or stop your medication... It's up to you and your doctor," he read aloud. I nodded.

"It also says major seizures can be dangerous..." I sighed. He patted my shoulder. "But, if I do take the medication, there's an increased risk of birth defects."

"What are you going to do?" he asked. I sighed.

"I...
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posted by para-scence
There wasn't much difference between being Blake's girlfriend, and being his wife. I only noticed two changes. One, I felt a little closer to him. Now that I knew he loved me enough to marry me, I felt like any other doubts were untrue. Also, I wore a ring on my finger now. Those were the only changes thanks to our marriage. I'd been with him so long, in a strange way, it was like we'd been married for years already. We went on a honeymoon to Florida for a while, but neither of us are big travelers; so it was good to get início after that.

The glory of being newly-weds only lasted about a month,...
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"Good por danny," I said beijar him on the cheek one last time."we may not see each other again but I will remember you." for the past week danny and i have been dating on a crusie. (sorry spelling? my mind is not working today.)We both knew the dia would come when we would not be able to see each other. Now it had come. I hugged him and walked down the gang plank.

4 months later

I went to the camp I had worked at for two years now. It was all so familar when I bummed into my best friend Max. He reminded me off Danny. But when ever I saw danny he reminded me of him. Was it max who I really liked and not danny? There's only one way to find out "max?" I said to him "What?" he said. "Da ya think we could..... like go to a movie or somthing?" "sure!" he said. And we had a great time.
posted by Insight357
The five months had passed quickly. Nothing much had changed, except I was sleeping in Alexander’s cama on a regular basis. I was also much happier. I didn’t have panic attacks as often, but that could’ve been because I didn’t have the stress I used to.
    Alexander and I had been packing. We were moving to Russia. Dr. Anozi and all my family were over there. Alexander’s parents had passed, and he didn’t have any relatives. He was okay with the move. I was excited about going home. It had been years. The only thing I had seen of início was the occasional postcard...
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posted by para-scence
"Aren't you excited?" Dad asked again. My jaw hung open, and tears welled up in my eyes.

"Yeah, Dad. That's great." I stood up and went to my room. I paced in my room for a while, fiddling with my fingers. The tears filled up more, making it nearly impossible to see anything. This can't be happening. He was trying to start a new family. He was recreating what we had before we... There was a knock at the door.

"Irina?" It was Dad. I ran over to the door, and locked it just as he tried to open the door. "Irina, please let me in. I want to talk to you."

"Go away!" I cried. The whole thing felt so...
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posted by GabbyRaptor
There I am... Gabby Raptor.... " I miss him" I say to myself standing on a montain... alone. Then I hear a voice..." Mike...?" I say.... Nothing there... Mike was an old family friend... He was like a father to me.... The father that left me when I was five... My mother she went after him and eventuly died... I found that out 3 years later after the acedent.... Mike was a good friend.... All I have left of him is his horse "Boxer". It was my fault the killer got to Mike... It always is my fault.... I'm nothing but trouble... But what sadens me mais is that I'm rejected...My 3 brothers and my...
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posted by para-scence
A while later, Blake had to leave for football practice. We didn't get to finish the project, but he said we could work on it sometime during the week. It was strange, I actually felt a little sad when he left. I shook it off; I barely knew the guy.

"See ya in school," he smiled. I nodded, and he left.

I spent the rest of the dia doing nothing; I didn't have work today. Then I heard the front door open. Crap, did I forget to lock it?! Did Drew get in?! My coração was racing. What do I do? Should I just go to him? Should I hide and hope he thinks I'm not here, then he'll leave? My fear was so strong...
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Title inspiration: Bang Bang por Nancy Sinatra


This fanfiction is a crossover between the Joker from the Dark Knight and Sweeney Todd. It has its own strand, and it is possible that there appear some new characters, or not.
Batman is not supposed to, but maybe I will change my mind about that later.

The setting is England, London, in the 19th century - the Victorian Era.


But the most important part: this text is originally in german. I translated some of it into English, but most of it I didn't, so I fear you have to use google for this.
If you request my translation, though, I might do it.

Sidenote:...
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posted by sawfan13
I got out my cooking bag and my little travel oven. I was going to do my best making Lil and Howl's wedding cake. I know I seem like a nerd taking a travel forno and a cooking bag, but I amor cooking wherever I go. It's weird, but you never know when you need it! I was rummaging through my bag, but there was one important thing missing. The flour. I can't make this cake without flour, and wedding with no cake just doesn't make any sense to me! I just wanted to get started on it while Howl is teaching Lilith to vine swing. Not to sound rude about my sister after reconciliation, but Lilith isn't...
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posted by para-scence
I folded my arms, trying not to look at him. Blake was one of the biggest jerks I've ever seen. He's broken so many girls' hearts; he had no regard for their feelings or anything. Now he was dating Heidi, a girl I also didn't care for. He looked at me with an expression of... fear? Or was it hate? Who knows.

"Uh.." he said stupidly. "What's your name?"

"Irina," I mumbled.

"I'm Blake," he said. I nodded, not really giving a fuck. "...Do you want to get to work?" I shrugged.

"What're we doing?" I asked quietly. He explained that we were to interview each other; find out about each other's lives,...
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posted by para-scence
I sat on the cozinha counter, in the painful silence. I wanted this, why was I so sad? There was a knock on the door, and my coração skipped a beat. I went and got it, and was surprised to see it was Andrew.

"Hey. I was hoping you weren't gone yet," he smiled. I smiled weakly.

"Hey. What's up?" I let him in.

"Just wanted to say goodbye. And see how you're feeling." My hand instinctively went back up to my throat, the gauze still wrapped around the healing stitches.

"I'm doing good. Thanks."

"No problem," he sighed. "So, Belinda's probably going to be in for life; for murder and attempted murder."...
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posted by para-scence
The seguinte day, I woke to an empty house. I guess I overslept. For the longest time I had been trying to calm Carmine down. He did eventually, but then was out of it and couldn't cook dinner. So I took over, making pasta. Then later that night, Nikolai called me into his room to ask about what he missed while he was gone. I explained everything, and I had to include the part about how I left, even though I had been told not to.

I went to the kitchen, where Nikolai had left a sticky note:

"Stay home. I mean it, Harley. -Nikolai." I rolled my eyes, but decided I'd be a good girl and listen today....
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posted by para-scence
It had been almost a mês since I arrived at Gail's place. It wasn't that bad there. Actually, it was a lot better than I thought it ever would be. Since then, I had had absolutely no contact from my brothers. I was starting to get worried. How was Reed? Was Nikolai happy I was gone? Did they even miss me? One Saturday morning while I was eating breakfast Gail must;ve noticed I was in a mood.

"What's up, kiddo?" she asked.

"I just miss my brothers," I shrugged it off. "They haven't called or anything,"

"Well that's 'cause they can't," Gail said with a strange hint of optimism in her voice. They...
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posted by gabatron3000
 Oni
Oni
I was sitting. Doodling on a notepad with a purple pen and sitting on my favorito green beanbag chair.

“Oni, Oni!”(Oh-nee) Yelled my eldest sister June as she jogged into my room oh so gracefully. I sat upright, noticing that I was slouching again.

'Sit up straight or you’re gonna get a crooked spine and spend the rest of you’re life in a wheelchair.' I mocked my Mom’s frequent nags. She’s a Chiropractor, you know how they are.

“What is it my Lovely sister dear?” I asked June snidely while rolling my eyes.

You see, I haven’t been in the best mood these past few months. I...
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posted by para-scence
The seguinte morning, I was woken up por a blinding light. I groaned and covered my eyes with my arm. What the hell was Nikolai or Carmine doing in my room this early?! I rolled over onto my stomach, smothering my face in my pillow.

"Good morning, Sunshine!" a female voice said. That woke me up.

"Huh?!" I said, leaning up real fast. Then I realized it was Gail. Then I realized I wasn't home. I frowned and rubbed my eyes. Gail had opened the blinds right por my bed. I looked over to the cama seguinte to me; Scout was gone, her cama already neatly made.

"It's almost ten o'clock," Gail informed me. Then why'd...
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posted by para-scence
The seguinte morning when I woke up, I was still on the couch. Reed was still deeply asleep, but Carmine was gone; probably at work. It was a seguro bet that Nikolai was gone too. I stretched slowly; my body was really sore from sleeping on the sofá like that. I yawned and slowly got up, not wanting to wake Reed up. I took a quick shower; the scar on my leg starting to become irritated. I put some burn medicine on it; because that's all we had that might help. I wrapped gauze around my leg. Then I got dressed and went to the cozinha for breakfast. There was a note on our tiny refrigerator.

"Harley,...
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posted by para-scence
"It won't be so bad," Micah said. He held my hand in both of his, as we sat on the porch swing.

"I know..." I said sadly. But it will be. The foster family that was taking me in lived a half hora away from here. I'd be going to a new school, have a new house, need to make new friends, and even live with new people. There's something not everyone gets to say. And I wouldn't be able to visit Micah.

"Alessandra!" called Mrs. Peters, my new foster-Mom, called. Her and her husband had finished putting my bags in the car, something they insisted on doing themselves so I could say goodbye to Micah....
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posted by Insight357
    I sat in a chair por the window. I was still in the asylum. Days had passed, and nothing changed. I hadn’t heard anyone speak of Alexander. Doctors would come in my room every few hours to make sure I was still alive, or to make sure my arm didn‘t hurt.
    I asked one of the doctors about my arm. None of them knew how I broke it. Even the paramedics said it was broken when the man from the motel called. I didn’t break it. I knew I didn’t. I think the motel manager did. He probably crushed it when he found out I never gave his Nyquil back.
    Earlier...
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posted by Insight357
I went back to the motel after Lucy left. I never did figure out why she was running. seguinte time I saw her I would ask…Hopefully I would see her again.
    Damien is all alone said a voice. I shook my head, as my hands began to shake and my coração raced.I sat on the creaky motel bed. It was cold, and hard. I didn’t care though. I was too emotionless to care. I didn’t feel like I was apart of this world. The walls and furniture were only an illusion, and this was my hell. I had already died. Maybe if I died in hell I would be officially dead.
    Damien...
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