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He hits himself, and you don’t care. You don’t care about him at all. You don’t want to even see him. He wants you to care, but you just bury him in the dirt. He suffocates himself and you still don’t care. Your promises are broken many times, yet he still trusts you. Never more has he wanted to kill himself in every way possible. He just wants someone to care, he wants someone to not see him as the worthless shit he is. When he cries for help no one answers, not even his own mother. Sad and alone always, he jumps.

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Preston x max AGAIN…..this is the last old writing I promise….

The unfamiliar feeling of concern washes over me. It's been three hours and nobody has seen Preston, its ridiculous that I'm worried. When did I ever start caring about that drama queen?

Granted he seemed to be weary being partnered up with nerf earlier, who wouldn't be, the guys a menace!

I don't care either way, I'm just trying to enjoy my Saturday despite having to take care of the stupid egg.

I sneak away from Nikki. I need somewhere quiet and away from everyone's insanity over this shit.

I make my way from the back of the camp to the building, and look up as I enter the cabin. The attic, perfect, no one's bound to be up there! I get a stick to reach the attic door handle and somehow pull the stairs down.

I walk up and...god fucking damn it, someone's already up here. But I look closer and notice, it's Preston. Jesus Christ that's where he's been! Wait...is he...crying? I see the skinny boy whimpering in the corner, with a few bruises scattered on his arms and a black eye. He immediately looks up at me with alarm and stutters out. "Max!! Holy shit!! I-i uh— what are you doing here?" His face was clearly red from being seen crying, and he quickly wiped his tears away. Well this was awkward, I couldn't help but pity the pathetic look of the kid. Nerf must've really got to him. I walk over to him and toss him a cold can of coke I stole from the fridge. Preston looks up at me confused and I face palm "it's for your eye, idiot"

I see the boy's face light up ever so slightly as he thanked me quietly.

I sit down by him, and he looks over at me. I want to kiss this idiot. I hate that I want to, I refuse to believe I love him.

He was so beautiful, even when he cried.

"Max"

"Mm?"

"Thank you" preston bows and looks back up at me smiling.

I  can't believe this dramatic guy, I want to kiss him so bad.

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Old-ish horrid Henry x rude Ralph fanfic I reposted from my old acc

~Autumn Leaves~

Ralph loved Henry, they were best friends! They did everything together, never apart. There was something different about Ralph though. something new. He felt strange when he sat next to Henry, and when their shoulders touched ever so slightly.

He couldn't indulge in these feelings, he didn't know what they meant or why he was having them. All he knew is that whatever he is feeling is wrong.

It was too early to be thinking like this, he needed to get ready for school.

"Henry, wake up!!" Henry's mom irritatedly shouted. The red head boy payed no mind to the yelling woman outside his door. He snuggled back into his covers and closed his eyes.

Henry's mom bursts through the door "Henry, wake up now or I'm taking your comics away!". The boy groaned and groggily opened his eyes and got out of bed. Shuffling to the dresser to pick out his trade mark striped sweater.

They met up outside the school "ey Henry!" The red headed boys friend waved and ran up to him with a wide, toothy grin stretched across his face.

His face immediately changing from happy to a face of concern when he sees a bruise on the side of his best friends cheek.

"Henry, what's that?" He pointed to the splotchy purple and blue spot on Henry's face.

"Mum hit me again"

"Henry..."

Henry felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes. No. He's a big boy, not a cry baby like weeping William. He refuses to cry, especially in front of Ralph. Henry sucks back the tears and Carries on "it's fine Ralph, it didn't even hurt!" Henry felt a prick of pride when that came out of his mouth, but the truth is he cried after his mom smacked him.

Henry forced a proud smile to show his buddy he was fine. Ralph pats him on the shoulder "let's just go into the school" and gave a small smile.

The teacher rambles on, whatever she's saying isn't important enough for Ralph to care. Ralph catches himself in the act of staring at his best friends gentle, freckled face.

He was so beautiful, his brown eyes and reddish-brown, unruly hair. He couldn't help himself, he just had to stare, especially when the golden sunlight reflected off of his face. It looked brilliant, just brilliant.

They were sitting next to each other in science class, Ralph noticed Henry's hand on his own thigh, inches away from touching his own hand.

Oh how he wanted to hold his gentle hands, this must be love, but it can't be. It's mustn't be. It shouldn't be. But oh how he yearned to hold the red headed boy, to be able to call him his own. The bell rings to dismiss their last class and they both make their way to the school Gate.

They stand outside the school, in front of the old tree, whose leaves were already turned a mix of golden, red and yellow. The leaves fall between them from above and Ralph looks over at his dear friend. "Would you like to sleep over at my house tonight?" Henry grins.

"Yeah!" Ralph replies. They walk to Henry's house together and meet the house with loud shouting from inside. Henry looks away "mum and dad must be fighting again, let's go in through my window" they walk around the house to see the window was indeed left open all day.

"Bingo"

They make their way to the window and slip though. After they get in Henry's house Henry excitedly says "so what should we do now? Worm isn't going to be here since he's staying at my grandmas house today"

"Read some comics?"

"Yeah!!"

There they lay plastered on the floor reading their comics and Henry looks over at Ralph. He was so beautiful, he knows he shouldn't think like this. It's wrong. But oh how he wanted to stay with Ralph forever.

They talk over the yelling in the next door kitchen "hey Ralph"

"Yeah?" Ralph replies staring at his comic.

"Nothing"

Ralph looks up at Henry skeptically and his face scrunches up "nothing my arse, what's up Henry?"

Henry pauses for a moment, wondering if he really wants to say to him what he want to. "Don't ever leave me. Okay?"

Ralph sets down the comic and looks at Henry.

"W-well— don't ever leave me alone with worm I mean! It would be so boring and obnoxious!" Henry tries to cover up his sadness.

Ralph looks at Henry deeply "Henry"

He takes Henry's hands in his own "Henry I promise I will never leave you"

Henry's cheeks turn a light pink as they look at each other.

Their fingers slide together and intertwine, and Henry lays his head on Ralph's shoulder and Ralph starts to caress his untamed hair.

"I promise"

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FUCKING WHAAAAT ANOTHER OLD OC STORYYYY

Class felt like it was taking years to end, Arthur wasn't sure how much he could take of this. Having to share a desk with his best friend and long time crush is making too many graphic images come to mind. What would mother think if she knew what went through his mind.

He's not supposed to be in love with him, they're both boys after all, it's a sin! But oh, when they're together he can't help but imagining what it's like to caress those hands.

He wanted that so bad, he wanted to hold Charlie and be held by him. He wanted to kiss him, and other sinful, nasty thoughts.

Charlie turns to see his friend Arthur sitting next to him. He's so beautiful.

They was his face and shoulders had scattered freckles on them, and his bright red hair to compliment his hazel eyes.

He was magnificent. He wanted to kiss every freckle on his face, he wanted to hold the boy, he wanted to do unspeakable things to him. 'I don't care how sinful this is, I don't care if I'm going to hell, it would be worth it to be able to love my boy' Charlie thought to himself.

Sitting in the back of the classroom Charlie yearns to make a move. He's so scared of rejection, what if he's disgusted? What if he never wants to talk again?

Charlie pushes the thoughts out of his head and shakily inched a finger towards the other boy's hand. Just now he was conscious of how close they were sitting together, And the way their thighs touched ever so slightly sent shocks through his body. 'Your seventeen Charlie, you know better than to have these thoughts'. But he couldn't bring himself to push them away.

He just couldn't. He looked over at the red headed boy. God, he couldn't look away, not with the way the sunlight hit his face.

Just then the bell rang and they both jumped. Charlie started to pick up his books when he felt a tug at his shirt by arthur. He leaned into his ear and whispered, oh god this did things to him. 'Let's go to the janitor closet' he whispers trying to keep his distance from the messy haired brunette.

They picked up their stuff and snuck their way into the closet, being careful that no one caught them. Arthur shuts the door behind them and turns on the light above.

'Charlie.' He takes Charlie's hands in his own. 'I can't do this anymore. I love you Charlie. I understand if we can no longer be friends but please hear me out-' Arthur looks up and pauses noticing the redness of the brunettes face. He was so beautiful. Charlie cupped Arthur's face. 'Arthur, I— I love you too!' He looked so excited. Arthur gently shushes the boy, he definitely didn't want to get caught. 'Charlie, there's something I need to do...' he looks down. Charlie's hands find their way to Arthur's hips and Arthur's to his neck. 'Will you kiss me..?'

Arthur smiles 'yeah' and with that, their lips meet. How they dreamed of this. They can't finally be each others. The worry of sin melted away as their lips moved against each others. Arthur didn't care anymore. Charlie was his, and he was Charlie's. For one short moment, everything seemed right. After a full five seconds their lips part and they smile. 'There's so much more we're gonna do'

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Zoo-wee-mama! Another old Preston x max camp camp fanfic 🤯🤯🤯

Preston sighs, cheek in his palm. If only true love would find him, Preston goodplay, someday. But alas there are more important things to be thinking about right now, such as where the heck his grandmothers house may be.

The crunch of orange fall leaves fill the forest. A low growling sound comes from the bushes behind him, out comes a....BEAR!? Big and Mangy, the beast staggers over him. Preston shrieks. Bam! One pair of claws swipes at him and just barely misses. Suddenly he's pushed aside, however Preston faints before he can see what pushed him. The last thing he can remember seeing is a swish of black hair in front of him before the bear presumably devours him.

Preston's eyes open as he finally awakens with The itchy feeling of wool over him. He's was not dead? And he didn't even find the unpleasant feeling of dirt and leaves beneath him. Rather, it was a soft wool blanket, perhaps grandmother found his mangled body and rescued him? He definitely had the coolest grandma. He heard foot steps, however these footsteps didn't reveal to belong to his grandma, it seems to be a woodsman. But he has wolf ears, claws and a fangs!

Preston shrieks with horror as a cold realization hits him. he's been taken captive by a wolf.

"Oh shit your awake-"

Preston shrieks at the top of his lungs.

"GOD DAMN YOU DONT NEED TO SCREAM" the wolf replies.

"Your- your a werewolf!!! What are you planning to do to me? EAT ME?!" Preston yells.

"Chill, I'm not gonna eat you, humans are too fatty anyways."

Preston gasps I'm disgust "are you calling me FAT?! How DARE you!!! First you kidnap me and then you body shame me?!"

"Jesus, I didn't kidnap you. I saved you, the bear. remember?" The wolf grumbles.

Preston felt a tinge of guilt, this guy didn't seem interested in eating him, AND he saved him from the bear and now Preston is insulting him like the rude swine he was acting to be. Preston brushed himself off and cleared his throat.

"Excuse me for my terrible manners, thank you for saving me, um, what is your name sir?"

"As if I'd tell the man who just screamed at me" the wolf said.

"Well! Excuse me for trying to be polite!"

The wolf face palmed then replied with an irritated tone "my name is max."

"Well max, thank you for saving me, my name is Preston and if you'd excuse me I'll be taking my leave now."

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Why the hell not?"

Max points to Preston's ankle. "It's twisted, try to walk on it and your bound to fall"

"Oh screw this! My leg is perfectly FIN—"

Preston tries to stand up and immediately falls on top of his captor.

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Hello kitty land (an oc thing I made 2 years ago)

Joe dashes frantically trying to find his buddy ol pal who very well could be dead. Or worse, he could be lost with joes wallet. He can't afford all that merchandise! Jesus Christ where is he!?

"Joeeeeeee?" Dex wanders around the park, stepping on nasty pop corn kernels and ice cream drips, a crunch with every step. "Joe where are you?????? I can't see where the Ferris wheel is.." he blindly walks around in circles until he feels a gentle tap on his shoulder. 

"Hey there kiddo...." A gruff voice came from behind him. "I'm 26" he responds. "Oh shit sorry" dex giggles and tucks his hair behind his ear "you think I look young?" 

The man smirks "Uhhh....yeahhhh! Want some candy in my truck?" 

"Do you have laffy taffy?" 

"What— uh yeahhh lots of it" he puts an arm behind dex's back "let me lead you to my van." 

Scurrying around the park and still no sight of dex!! Wait— there he is!! Joe rushes towards dex and notices a rather large hello kitty mascot next to him. "Dex! There you are! Don't leave like that again, gimme my wallet". "Aww, I was gonna go get some laffy taffy with my new friend though! Please Joe?" Joe frowns at the blind little shit "N.O. Come on guy's probably waiting for us at home. As they walk away Joe can't help but feel chills when he senses someone glaring from behind. There's something off about that mascot.

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A really short Hetalia thing I made a year ago

He was extremely still until he heard an eerie giggle from behind the basement door, "oh Matvey...why are you hiding?". Visibly shaking he tries to stay as calm as possible, but it felt impossible. He knew where he was hiding. 

The creek of someone walking down the stairs, one by one, drove him insane. "Matvey why do you hide from me?" A glowing smile peers through the darkness. This is it. The sound of a chainsaw starting up filled the room. He wasn't ready to die! 

However right when he was ready to feel the chainsaw cut through flesh, it wasn't cutting through his....! The large body of Ivan toppled over, various organs spilled on the floor. "The hero is here" a hand reaches out to help him up.

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ANOTHER FUCKING IDENTITY V AU WHAAAAT (identity v x rune factory frontier)

•Lucky•

I groan and my eyes gently flutter open. A young nurse is hovering over me. My eyes shoot open. surprised, I scurry backwards on the bed, my hands clutching the thin, white sheets beneath them. "Oh! Your awake!" The woman exclaims, a bit surprised. I look at my surroundings seeing I'm in a hospital bed, In a small room with a few other empty beds. I quickly look up at the girl again, still trying to process what's happening. "Where...am I...?". The nurse quickly replies "a young lady in this town found you collapsed in front of her house". I blink a few times, then snap back into reality. "O-oh...." I manage to say, fixing my glasses, a bit unsure of how to reply. "What's your name sir?" The young lady asks. My name....? What...what is my name?? "I-I'm...I...umm...I don't know...". "Oh dear..." she looks down at me again and asks, a bit worried "do you remember anything at all??". I look down "no...". The nurse was about to reply, but our conversation was interrupted by a man walking in through the front door. I turn my head towards the door, my eyes met with another man's. He was tall, had pale, white, skin. Slanted eyes and a long, black braid coming from his head resting gently on his back.

•Wu Chang•

I walk into the room to have my eyes met with Lara, the town nurse, and trainee nun. But there was also someone else. A boy in one of the usually empty hospital beds, his green eyes staring into mine. A brunette with glasses and freckles plastered all over his cheeks, a rather scrawny boy. Lara notices Me. "Oh, Wijiu, Here for the cold meds for bi'en I presume?". Ah yes, My dearest friend bi'en is down with a cold unfortunately, I told him he shouldn't stay up and over work himself. I smile softly "yes...but er...who is this?" I glance over at the shy boy. "Oh, this is the guy who collapsed in front of mist's house yesterday. I'm afraid he has amnesia, he can't seem to remember anything." I look away from Lara, who is now occupied searching through the medicine cabinet for the cold meds, and turn my attention to the boy on the bed. I fix my gaze on him and ask "so how bad do you think the amnesia is?". She replies, not bothering to look up from the cabinet she was currently searching through "he says he doesn't remember a single thing, not even his name...when mist brought him here he was bleeding from the back of his head. My guess is that he must have hit his head somehow and that probably is the cause for his memory loss." I reply, still looking down at the boy who is shyly looking back up at me "I see, so where will he stay?". "At the inn I assume, that is if he has any money in that bag I found with him".

•Lucky•

After I hear that sentence I look over and see a leather satchel near the bed, and pick it up to dig inside of it, desperately trying to find some money, any money. At last I feel a few round shaped, metal-like textured items in the bag and pull out a small handful of coins. "Oh, thank goodness..." I sigh. I see the nurse study the coins in my hands with her brows knitted into a slight frown. "Hmmm, not much...looks like it should only last you a week. And not counting paying for food!". I sigh, a bit worried. "W-well can't I just sleep outside?". The nurse Shakes her head "it would be dangerous for you to sleep outside, especially being unarmed". I tilt my head "why??". "It's not safe with the monsters that wander around at night". Monsters?!?! I shoot a surprised look "wait, monsters are near this town?!". "Yes, and they can be quite dangerous" the nurse says as she hands wijiu the meds. I sigh, a bit anxious. What will I do...?

•Wu Chang•

Looking at the boy in panic, my heart can't help but melt with sadness for him. Bi'en won't be happy, but he'll be fine. I give into it, which is rare for me, but I look at nurse Lara and then back at the boy and say "listen, if you use the money to cover your medical bills, then I will let you work for me. And in return I offer shelter, and you can use the extra money for food". With that said, I can see the boys expression visibility light up. He looks up at me "really???". He looks so relieved, I can't possibly turn him down now. "Yes, we'll discuss your work once I get you settled in my home, we have a guest room. So you can stay there" I say, trying not to show much expression.

Hahahahahha I'm not finishing this

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Part 2 of the thing below (too lazy to write it out again)

m. "Maybe...maybe life as a cat wouldn't be so bad...at least maybe a little better than the manor..." lucky thinks to himself as the man in front twirls him around. Just as he has that thought, two whiskers grow on his cheeks! "Ah!" Lucky exclaims. "Careful lucky, done lose yourself" the masked man says. "I've told you so before, haven't I?" He looks down at lucky with a cunning grin. Dumbfounded lucky once again looks up in confusion, cheeks still with a hint of pink. "W-wait....so that must your....". As they waltz to their hearts content the king starts to get a bit impatient and glares "stop right there". The music comes to a sudden stop and all attention is turned to the king. "Just who exactly are you?" He says glaring at the pair. "How rude of me, I've forgotten to introduce myself...". He hugs lucky to his chest, the lucky whose face is now beet red, and rips off his mask. "I am exactly who I appear to be. I am wu Chang, and I've come to take lucky Home." Lucky jolts back from the arm holding and him close and yells "WU CHANG?!?!". The white guard grins down at him.

That's all I got lolllll 😭

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Yet ANOTHER cat returns x identity v Au I wrote when I was 13……part 1

There he sits, at the table surrounded by crazy talking cats. Sniffling and unwilling to even look up. His only familiar friend with him, Luca, currently drowned in giant pot of jelly. King cat looks over at the quietly weepingi boy at the table and frowns. "I'm not sure he's enjoying himself" he says in a scratchy voice. "How about some entertainment?" Suggests His assistant sitting beside him. The king cat agrees and calls out for all of the entertainers to come out. First is a few cats doing acrobatics as a show. they jump and twirl around in a fun and carefree way as they do stunts that other cats wouldn't dare to attempt. the other cats seem amused and impressed. King cat looks over only to see the sad, lucky boy not even looking up from the table, tears still gently falling from his eyes. He lets out an irritated growl "not entertaining enough!". Soon after, a new group comes out. This time A male cat and a female cat tied to a flat wooden platform. The male cat braces himself....then throws a few knives, missing the female cat, but the last one accidentally cuts the female cat's "kitty bikini" and it slowly falls to the ground. Embarrassed and flustered, she runs out of the room covering her chest. The lucky boy doesn't even notice, still grimacing at the situation he got him self in. The king doesn't look amused, not one bit. He lets out another angry growl. And with a scowl on his face, signals the guards to throw the male cat out of the window to plummet to the bottom of the tower. His screams get quieter and quieter as he falls, and then it stops when he hits the ground. "NEXT!!". Out comes a funny looking cat doing a comedy act. As he shapes himself to look as if he was an elephant with his tail as the trunk, paws on his hips to create the illusion of elephant ears. But the part that got the most attention is his bottom painted as the face. Not a chuckle came from a single cat, None of the cats look amused. Lucky still sits there, messing with the dead, raw fish "delicacy" laying on the plate in front of him. "How did i even get myself into this mess...?" He sits there, in the fancy dress he was wearing, soaking in his own thoughts of regret. As the foolish jester cat continues one cat starts laughing. The cat dressed as a duke tries his Darnest not to laugh, but just can't hold it in. Loud and uncontrollable laughter comes from him as the duchess cat beside him looks at him worried. King cat has had enough. angrily, he signals the guards to throw both the actor and the duke out. "THE NEXT ONE BETTER NOT STINK, GOT IT?!?" He screams. All in sync, the other entertainers back up. Fearing they'll have the same fate as the last guy. But then, a tall white skinned cat man with a single, silky, long braid steps out. His face hidden by a mask. "I will make the young man smile". "Hmmmm alright...." The king, a little unsure about this guy. The mysterious person walks up In front of the small male and holds out his hand. "My I have this dance?". Lucky can feel his cheeks heat up a little as he looks down and replies "n-no I'm a meowsy dancer- ugh! Now I'm even starting to talk like a cat!!" He says as he buries his face in his paws, how embarrassing. "Just trust me" the taller male says in a clear voice. The awkward boy shyly looks up, and hesitantly takes his hand. The masked man leads him to the middle of the ball room, and takes his hands. The musician cats look at each other, worried and too scared to mess up the music. None wants to start. An Accordion starts to play. An old blind cat starts to play the "katzen blut" on the accordion, and the other musicians just sit down and watch. All eyes were on the lovely pair As the music continues and the taller man holds the waist of lucky, and one of his paws. He starts leading him in a waltz. Lucky clumsily follows, trying to mimic the movements of the one in front of him. They start out slow, and waltz into circles. Lucky soon gets lost into the dance. Enjoying it with the mysterious man leading him.

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“I can’t describe how good this coffee is, so I won’t”

that’s the original title so hell yes I’m keeping it

(Btw the ending is a joke, I thought I was funny asf back then)

A sigh escapes Norton's lips as he's walking through town "I need inspiration, there's no way I can continue writing if I stay cooped up in my apartment room.

Lately, Norton has been having a tough case of writers block, probably due to the fact he hasn't had much time to get out or do many things. College exams are coming up soon and he can barely keep his eyes open due to studying so late.

Norton stops at a small coffee shop, not many people are there by the looks of it. He sighs again and enters the small cafe. The atmosphere is nice, calm, and pretty quiet. Maybe he should come here to relax more often.

He finds an empty table to set his tattered old laptop, it's about time for a new one, but then again he's rather eat this week, bills are tough! Sometimes he wonders if his roommate naib even pays his part of the bills.

He anxiously makes his way to the counter. He's greeted by a short and pretty peppy kid. Fluffy, untamed hair, crazy freckles plastered all over his cheeks, and two different colored eyes, which is pretty rare.

"Hi! May I take your order sir??" He smiles brightly at the raven haired male in front of him. Yep, as expected, he's as enthusiastic as he looks.

"I-uhm, I guess the pumpkin spice latte?" He scratches the back of his neck. "Alright!!" The blondie beams a smile.

He watches Norton slowly make his way back to the table, then dashes over to his co-worker. "Lucky!! Ya gotta help me!". The freckled red head in front of him gives him a worried frown "mike, please quiet down".

"Sorry- but there's this guy I just took his order and he looks really nice and I want to get his number but I'm not sure-". Lucky covers the mikes mouth and quickly replies "slow down! I can barely tell what your saying!"

"Sorry, sorry. I want this guys number, but I'm not sure how to get it, you've gotta help me man!!" He shakes his friend. "Maybe write your number on his coffee cup? Sorry I'm not really good with this dating stuff" the red head chuckles nervously.

"Oh, not a bad idea, thanks lucky!". Before lucky can even think of a reply mike leaves in a flash to whip up that pumpkin spice latte. Mike nervously makes his way to the counter and calls out Norton's name. "I have an order for...Norton Campbell?" He looks around.

Norton hears his name being called and looks up from his laptop. "Oh, I forgot I even ordered something." He didn't really come here for the drink, he just needed somewhere nice to work, and It would be rude not to order anything.

Mike waits a minute then sees the man return. It was pretty rare and out of character for mike to be nervous, he was usually confident and peppy towards customers. He quickly hands Norton his drink "here's your order sir!". Norton takes the drink "thanks". He pays for the drink and sits back down.

Norton doesn't even notice the number on the cup and proceeds to drink out of it. Mike, watching from afar, sees the man not even take a glance at the writing. "Aw man, I thought I might have a chance, and I was really cute to" he pouts.

Lucky comes by and pays his shoulder "hey, maybe next time. He may come back, you never know!". Mike gives him a small smile and lucky responds with a wink and a thumbs up.

It's been two hours, and Norton had already completed five chapters! Not bad at all. He'll definitely come back to write more often. But it's been long enough and he needs to get home and have dinner. Norton shoves his old laptop into his bag and grabs the unfinished coffee, and proceeds to leave the shop.

…

Norton gets hit by a car on the way home and slips into a three year coma. He wakes up to see he's lying in a junkyard

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Victor grantz gets shot in the head and dies?!?!?!?! 😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱💪💪💪💯💯💯💯🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 (on a serious note this is so fucking edgy)

Victor pants as he jogs with his loyal companion, wick.  As he's jogging lucky runs next to him.

"Saving energy for the rest of the race?"

"Yeah, the other survivors are probably going to be tired by near the end, but if we save up energy by jogging now, we'll have loads of energy left later!"

Victor smiles softly and gives him a thumbs up. Lucky grins back and nods "that's my plan too!"

Just then Fiona starts to pass them and says in between pants "you know we all have endless stamina in this race, right? Your just putting yourselves behind, and we still don't know the cost for the loser of the race!"

The two boys snap there heads away from the woman to and look at each other in panic. They both start dashing as fast as they can, hoping that they can still catch up to the others.

The chaotic race continues as people get knocked down, and accidentally crashes and trip over the obstacles, trying not to come in last place.

This race wasn't just about winning, there was an unknown consequence for the loser of the race. Nobody knew what it was or how extreme it would be, but they didn't want to have to find out.

Most reach the finish line, the first to be there, is William, of course. William, followed by naib, then Tracy, who is riding on top of her bot. One by one all the other survivors are relieved to pass the finish line.

Lucky passes the finish line, leaving victor as last...

Victor barely jogging finally passes the finish line and drops on the ground tired and panting.

He finally gets up and looks around, realizing he has finished last, no one has come behind him.

He glances over and there is a hunter holding a pistol. It dawns on him. That's what happens to the loser...The boy feels a deep pit of sadness in his gut.

Tears start forming in the sides of his eyes. Wick looks at him and tilts his head.

The hunter aims the pistol. Victor picks up his dog and puts wick in the arms of andrew, who is confused at why his love is crying.

Victor sniffles and whispers "I love you andrew, take care of wick for me...."

Andrew looks at him in slightly panic and says "v-victor...? What's going on?"

Victor just lets the tears flow and finally places a final kiss on his lovers lips. Then backs away.

The others watch as the pistol is aimed at his head...then shoots.

Everyone stands there in shock, some start crying, other just covering their mouths out of terror.

Andrew dashes to his lovers dead body, still warm...still smiling. He falls to knees and cries out violently. He sobs as he holds the body of the one person that meant the world to him...now gone.

"No, no, no, victor please...." He presses his forehead to victors and cries out. Wick barks at victor, confused on what's going on with his owner. The one person that meant the most to him. Gone. The one ray of light in Andrews life just faded, burned out before his eyes.

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Another old oc thing but I didn’t try very hard (one of the guys name is literally “guy”)

"How big is this aquarium???" Joe frowns at guy and sighs.

"I dunno, why are you so grouchy?"

Pissed, Joe kicks the back of guys legs in response.

"Wtf dude?! Cut it out!!" People are now staring at the fighting pair, just the sight of them together is chaotic.

"you woke me up at 7 in the morning to go look at fish!!! OF COURSE IM GROUCHY-" before joe can shove another insult out of his mouth, guy packs his mouth full with a sandwich.

Only muffled angry sounds can be heard from joe now. Guy smirks to himself, finally he got joe to shut up.

The chaotic couple walks through the aquarium, griping each others hands.

The red-haired mime scowls at his lover beside him, only able to think why are they dating again?

After some time, joes face got tired of frowning and melted into a more tired and neutral expression.

"I hate you guy"

"I hate you too joe, you suck."

The end

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Really old oc thing :/

(Aka a non British person tries to write British people and it turns out terrible)

The gentle pitter-patter of rain drops plopping on the ground filled the city streets. click. clack. click. clack. a particular pair of laced shoes belonging to a young man was making their way from school. James Taylor, fifteen years of age, the son of a wealthy family was the one whom these expensive shoes belonged to.

James was quite the uppity fellow, a snob indeed. He was well off and he knew it.

Walking with pride, he made his way to his friends hang-out area, the large clock.

He had finally gotten through the city to spot Benjamin and Arthur waiting for him there at the clock.

"its about time your arse finally gets here" Arthur chuckles

and James scoffs in return, Arthur just brushes his bright red hair out of his lightly freckled face and smirks.

From the corner charlie stares at the blond and his friends. He was amazing, the way he acted was so mature and he was so handsome. From his slicked blond hair, to his piercing blue eyes, his neat and fancy self was truly magnificent to the eyes.

Quite the contrast to charlie himself, with his tattered and shredded rag of a button up coat and bare feet. His dark hair stuck out and was everywhere, and his face was plastered with dark freckles different from the mysterious boy's clear, milky skin.

He had to get his attention. Frantically peering around he noticed a few discarded, wet sheets of newspaper, and quickly made a plane. He aims carefully and throws the plane at the blond and quickly hides behind the corner. "The hell?" the boy reacts irritated, looking around for the suspect of who through this plane

at him. His friends shrug and james crumples the plane up and throws it aside.

Tap. Another plane hits his head, "what the Fuck!?" he spouted, more angrily than the previous time. His friends laugh and he yells at them to shut up. once again he crumples the plane up and discards it away on the puddled ground, they continue to talk and it seons to get so dark so fast, Arthur and Ben take their leave but james stays behind. tap. another plane hits his shoulder, rageful, he spouts "I KNOW YOUR OUT THERE ASSHOLE, COME AND DEAL WITH THE SHIT YOU'VE STARTED WITH ME!"

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Short lotf rare pair thing

Ralph writes in the sand with a twig by the shore, it’s officially over.

Jack and the bigguns are gone, he’s stuck looking after the littluns, and simon’s missing. Ralph feels the presence of another sit down by him.

He looks over to see the dark skinned boy sitting next to him. “Simon!! Your back!” Ralph meets him with an embrace.

Simon embraces the hug, wrapping his arms around Ralph.”What happened?”

Ralph pulls back and looks at the boy with concern. “Oh I found a wonderful place, it’s perfect for hiding, it’s beautiful!” Simon replies.

Ralph sighs and looks away at the littluns and piggy in the distance. “I know your worried ralph. But I also know youll get out of this. I just— I just have a feeling, you know?”

“You really think so?”Simon looked at Ralph sweetly “I know so” (Wrote this for a friend)

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IM DYING HELP WHAT IS THIS (I wrote it not too long ago and I know I’m still not the best at writing but what the hell 😭) anyways it’s a Preston goodplay x max “Angst” fanfic (surprise, surprise)

Max sits at his friends table, meeting Nikki and Neil there and They've already gotten food (typical mashed potatoes and pancakes).

Nikki waves and starts up a conversation "hey max, what's up?" She gives a toothy smile.

"Nothin. Just wish I was still in bed but CAMP MAN made me get out" max replies in a tired, irritated tone.

Soon Preston and Harrison burst through the door with proud looks on their faces. Max nearly chokes on his probably expired orange juice. They were holding hands. Neil takes notice of max's reaction "you didn't know they were dating?"

"NO, since when?!"

"They've been dating for about three days now I believe" Nikki interjects.

Suddenly max feels the familiar pit in his stomach. A mix of sadness and jealousy. Max gets up "I'm going for a walk"

"Max! Wait-" Nikki starts but Neil just puts his hand on her shoulder and whispers "it's not the time Nikki."

Well, he shouldn't have waited. It's his fucking fault for not making a move sooner and now he's got to deal with seeing them act all lovey-dovey in front of him.

Max keeps walking deeper into the forest and suddenly feels the need to cry. "NO! I refuse to cry over stupid feelings and shit"

God damn, he was too late. That overly dramatic boy could no longer be his. He stops and feels tears prick at the corners of his eyes, and wipes them away quickly but it was no use. Soon they came flowing out and down his tan and now flushed cheeks.

Max sits down by a tree and just his legs to his chest and just cries. He loved him, he really did. God damn it he loved him.

It's fine, his parents would have probably beaten him if they found out he was bisexual. It still hurt though. He's overreacting and he knew it.

Oh well, max figured he since he got it all out of his system for now he might as well go back, David will be worried.

As max made his way back and got through David's worried questioning he made his way to his tent (which he had shared with Preston and space kid). He still felt like shit, and luckily david took notice and left him alone and gave him space after a hug.

He was lying on his bed facing the ceiling

"I love you damnit" max whispers under his breath.

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Amecan werewolf weird ai thing I made a long time ago (this was made before I knew this ship was ermm…bad) the writing style is weird because it was made partially with ai

You are Matthew, a 17 year old boy. Strawberry, long-ish, wavy hair.

Lavender eyes, and a pair of delicate glasses with thin frames.

His personality it friendly, but nervous around new people. He's pretty mature for the most part, but he can never seem to take the lead, making people forget him a lot.

But god, he is gay as SHIT.

Though He doesn't crush on guys easily.

It's right after school and he's are taking a walk in the woods near your house. He's pretty deep in the woods by now, slightly weary of big creatures.

The forest can be scary, but it's so peaceful at the same time. That's what makes it so nice.

Matthew sighs as he checks his phone. His only friend texted him, bugging him to attended to a party.

"I don't really feel up for going, sorry :(" Matthew texts back.

His phone dings again, but before he goes to check what his friend replied, he hears a snap of a twig.

Somethings here. Watching him.

Nervously biting his nails, he takes out his pepper spray, sadly, that was his only protection he had on hand.

"Who- or what ever you are, please leave me alone" he says shakily.

Suddenly he's tackled by a large figure. His eyes open wide as he's pinned to the ground and sees a human. No wait. Not human?

It is a human but he's got fangs and wolf ears!

The wolf boy on top of him snorts, "oops, sorry, I though you were my Lunch or something!"

Speechless and frozen, Matthew is unable to respond. Stunned, he is so freakin confused.

"Dang humans" the wolf boy smile and clings off of the petite boy.

Matthew takes a moment to memorize the mysterious wolf mans appearance.

Blonde hair, deep blue eyes.

And glasses. A bit taller than himself as well.

"You okay dude?" He waved his hand in front of Matthews face.

"Y-you have fangs a-nd wolf ears!!" Matthew blurts out.

Alfred snickers "what? Never seen a werewolf before?"

I'm dreaming, I must be dreaming, thinks Matthew.

"Anyways what's your name human?" The wolf boy asks smiling with his teeth.

"M—matthew. You can call me Matthew... y-yours?" He asks still slightly stunned by the situation.

"The names Alfred!"

Alfred...what a nice name..."n—ice to meet you Alfred" Matthew mutters.

"Nice to meet ya too dude! Anyways I was just about to get myself some lunch, come with!" He smiles.

Before he can object, Alfred the wolf boy grabs Matthews wrist and starts running with him to his home.