Breaking rules was not acceptable. Neither was love, compassion, or uniqueness. Everyone and everything was to be the same. Whoever or whatever wasn’t the same, was to be abolished. There were five divisions in Civic. Picturesque-the rich, beautiful people. Negligible- the unimportant people with no donation to society. Spearheads- the leaders and government. Cultivators- the farmers who provided the food. And finally the division my family and I are in, the Industrialists- the producers and builders of Civic. On the last day of each year, every teenager turning into an adult was to attend Observance. Observance was a ceremony which chose your biggest characteristic. Your characteristic was one of five... Being pretty will put you in Picturesque. Plain and shy people ended up in Negligible. Honest, brave, loyal people were a part of Spearheads. Cultivators were nice, tree huggers. My group of people were intelligent mathematicians and such. I, on the other hand, never felt right as an Industrialist. It just wasn’t who I was. But to be honest, I didn’t even know who I was. All my life I was raised in an Industrialist home. We were not allowed to feel any compassion to the opposite sex unless he or she was our Gleamer. At birth we were given a necklace which only gleamed if we were around our Gleamer (soul mate) or Division Plate. This year I am to attend Observance with my twin sister, Alika. It is terrifying knowing you have to leave home to fulfill your duty to society in another division. I know I am turning an adult and all, but knowing that I have to leave my little brothers, little sister, mom, and dad behind saddens me.
♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡Two suicidal teenage boys cover their arms in "drawings" so much that its become part of who they are. Both have been bullied since a young age and have never met each other until one day. The older boy 18 year old Alec, runs into 16 year old boy Phillip when embarrassed in public about his sexuality and tries to kill himself while everyone just watches and records it, everyone except Phillip who saves Alec even though he's younger he understands what Alec is going through.Can they keep themselves alive or will they break further than possible and die as everyone watches online. ♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡~ Will update when I can I have so many other stories I need to update hope you enjoy.
Lummel and Jyotan used to lead normal lives nestled away in the forest city of Wenzolaf. Brothers in every sense but blood they had everything they could want: a wonderful home, great friends, beautiful scenery and peaceful lives.The untimely arrival of a stranger threatens to upset those lives and awakens in them latent abilities that are connected to the very essence of the world around them. Rhaegro, an Officer of a rival nation, sets into motion a series of events that will rock the very foundation of Elzdiroche.Having been exiled for helping their village avoid disaster, they set out on a journey of discovery. Hounded and enslaved by agents of The Order, a mysterious organization that has persisted since before recorded history, Lummel and Jyotan are pushed to their breaking point. With war looming on the horizon, how far will they go in order to find the answers they seek?Deception and conflict abound as they fight to uncover the truth, for their freedom and their very survival. What roles will the unsuspecting duo play in the coming storm, and why? One thing is certain: they will need to find out before it's too late, not just for them, but for all of Elzdiroche.
Ranboo, Tommy and Tuboo have been traveling for months now, just the three of them alone in the empty run down world.They used to be friends living the normal life of teenagers, they went to school had friends and where popular until the virus hit, Virus4217. The world fell into chaos many people died to the virus while others, changed.This is the story of there adventures as the three of them try to find hope of returning to there normal life's.Tw:Swearing, Blood, Violence. (There will be trigger warnings at the beginning of chapters.) There will be usage of guns so for anyone sensitive to that I will also be putting trigger warnings to that.
Can we really define a generation? What of the challenge in representing all aspects of what defined a generation."Generational analysis has a long and distinguished place in social science, and we cast our lot with those scholars who believe it is not only possible, but often highly illuminating, to search for the unique and distinctive characteristics of any given group.But we also know this is not an exact science. We are mindful that there are as many differences in attitudes, values, behaviors, and lifestyles within a generation as there are between generations. But we believe this reality does not diminish the value of generational analysis; it merely adds to its richness and complexity."(Wikipedia)
Who am I??The girl who comes off confident, kind, a bitch, loyal.The girl that every guy wants but not in a relationship.I am too big but pretty enough to sleep with. The girl that stands out in the crowd. The girl that the wrong guys notice, not the ones that are actually good for me.The girl that gets weird looks from other girls.It's harder for me to have girl friends.I look at myself every day in the mirror and wonder why anyone would wanna be seen with me.I am the girl whose skin is too white. Everyone says "girl just give it time you will tan". When that's all I try to do is tan.I am the girl that they call when they need me, but no one is there when I need somebody.I am the girl that gets called snow bunny, bitch, fat ass, attention seeker, whore, hoe, needy, complains too much.The girl that her friends can go to party with.But nobody actually sees or hears me.I am that girl, and that girl is me.
This is the story placed back in the 1964 when Beatlemania had been 2 years in. Of course the two main characters are me, and my friend back from kindergarten, and she buys me tickets to go see The Beatles, and of course I got super excited. But then something amazing happend, but later on finds out about McLennon, and Starrison.
Aarya a sixteen year old highschool student after making the worst decision in her childhood is now in her way to acomplish her father's dream.However her life in school is not as easy as any normal student.She was being bullied by some of her classmates and even some seniors of her school.What more was that she was an average student and her parents kept forcing her to study harder or else she won't be able to acomplish her future."Not everyone can be good in studies". Aarya often wept in her room,"Is someone there to understand me?" After struggling in society for being an introvert and being bullied by others, she finnaly decides to work more harder to improve her scores."Its hard but I can't give up!" That is when she met someone, a person who showed her a dim of light when everything around was pitch black."There is always a way to even enjoy hardlife". "He is just a friend, I should control myself".
Hii lovelies!!!! I'm so happy that I'm going to share my another story. I'm sorry for not updating some of my works. I hope you all still waiting for my updates.Hope you all have a good day!!! -zaph
Kiyotaka Ayanokouji Crossovers, Relationships, and Story Types I love or would love to see! I hope to inspire countless authors with ideas and connect all readers to some Classroom of the Elite fanfics I love! Comment your thoughts and ideas too! Spread y... (AHEM) Spread this writing with others! That's all that matters!
IM BACK AFTER NOT POSTING AFTER A YEARThis time, I don't have fully rendered arts, and most of them are just sketches and doodles. Nonetheless, I'd love to share them with you! I often post my arts on my FB, but I also post it on Twitter (@raiii_den), and if I don't forget, I also post it on Instagram (@crimsonlotus400).I hope you like 'em!
Welcome to my first true fanfic! Scenes I wish I could see is the theme, just like the title implies. They can come from anywhere or anything around COTE. Sometimes, I may make, "love letters to lost literature," around COTE... or lose my mind and scribble, "Hey, what's Drake's new retirement song called? Kiyo's room!"This is solely for fun, dumb fun, and to inspire better writings. Please feel free to use this fic as you see fit.Idk the "quality of my writing." That's up to others to decide. Hopefully my 1 writing class and Google Sensei's synonym spam was as GOATed as I think it was... heh heh... Thank you in advance for reading! Tell me what you think!Disclaimer:This story is a fanfiction. The original story and characters are owned by Kinugasa Shogo.
This is nothing but jokes and/or short stories (that are either a joke or an interesting one that will be made occasionally). Basically I just do random stuff with this website called talk to transform (its a website where you can make/generate prompts by just typing a single sentence that would then be made into a novel-like paragraph that will sometimes give you a lot of funny stuff) that I had first seen in a Markiplier video and since then I've been using it since. I mainly and only use this website when I'm bored, want some fun, or when I just need a good laugh. so I decided to make a whole thing and share it with you guys all about it on here. I'll try and post some of the things daily as memes or an interesting short story that will occasionally be made by the site, I'll also take requests for this but here's the link for it if you want to check it out for yourself: https://talktotransformer.com.