-I WANT TO DREAM WHERE ALL MY IMAGINATIONS COMES TRUE BUT EVERY DREAMS HAVE NIGHTMARES-
I post spoilers of my fan fictions here. I also used to tried to write my own story.
Currently obsess with One Piece and my OTP is LawLu.
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So after finally finish writing for the chapter 4 of my story, I found this different story in my folder and almost forgotten about it. As I thought of continuing it, I suddenly remembered my book of ideas is missing and that my mom said that she had probably throw it in the trash (it was her old note book so I understand if she did that). So I'm just sitting here, thinking what to write. I already wrote down everything for the whole one-shot in that book (there's a 20% chance that I will make a new chapter but meh, probably just one for this story), so now I need to re-think everything but as I write this I think I change how it goes. -sigh- Oh well...
Under this is from the story that I'm talking about.
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Yes how similar it is. She finishes her story tilting her head down, gripping her apron and waiting for the jester to spoke. “Well it certainly is-“ “Your point is?”
She gritted her teeth in grimace and stood up, hovering the jester with her shadow. “It means that he never cared about her, and only use her just so he can get close to her sister! Why did he cared for her and shower her with kindness and attention? Making her think that they’re close, only to break her heart?!” In a split second, she felt herself in a cold-dark place instead of the cheery-colorful circus. Tears threaten to fall from the outsider’s lovely turquoise eyes; her vision is blurred as she tries her best not to cry in front of the man.
Panting, the outsider took her sit for the third time, mumbling an apology. She didn’t mean to shout out her frustrations at him, she just, didn’t know what cause her outburst. Since she bought that book, she’s been wondering about the main character and how bad she felt for her. She just felt to share it with someone. Why she wondered. Is it to solve her problem by someone else’s perspective?
After the outburst, both of them kept quite for a while until the Jester decided to confront her, but instead of the Jester; the other Joker spoke first. “So what do you really want from us you ingrate?”
Alice wipes away her tears with the handkerchief that the Jester just gave to her. Returning the handkerchief to its owner, she straitens her back but look down slightly shyly before answering to the ruder Joker.
“I just, want someone to talk about to. I’m sorry for taking it too far.”
“So you thought that we don’t have anything better to do and came to us just to ramble about your stupid problem?! It’s a f*cking book fo-”
The kinder Joker moves his hand to the mask that’s hanging on his belt around his waist in intent to cut off the Joker’s sentence, which mysteriously did. He assured the outsider to calm down and ignore what the foul mouth Joker just said. But he’s right, why is she even telling this to Joker? Why not Vivaldi or even Nightmare?! Vivaldi is like a sister to her; that she can tell her problems to and also a woman that would understand her. And she bet the dream demon would too. So why did she-
“Joker, you shouldn’t shout at the young miss, but I do am confuse. Why are you so worried about a book, miss Alice?”
Alice opens her mouth for a moment before closing it, digging her nails in her apron as the young outsider fought with herself in her mind. After finding the conclusion to do so, then slowly opens her mouth to tell.
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Yeah... I have been stuck for a few days now not knowing what will she will tell them. I will post a link to the story when I finally finish it. For those who are wondering this is a joker/clover/heart no kuni no alice fan-fiction i'm making.
I haven't touch this fan-fiction of mine for the past 4 months even though I thought of updating it every month. I'm currently thinking for words for the 4th chapter. I never really plane ahead much so I'm kinda stuck. Even the title and description are boring and short and I think it's nothing like in the story so I'll probably change it when I thought of one.
Under this is a short paragraph from the 4th chapter I'm that currently thinking.
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The hallway suddenly becomes quite and no one decide to move until the twin crooked a grin.
“That’s right we saved big sis!” “Does that mean we can-“ Their sentence got broke when the older man hit both of the boys with his free hand turn to a fist while his other hand is carrying the stack of papers all by itself. “Don’t start making up stories just to play. Besides you lot still need to do your work even if that was true.” I look at the man sighed while the twin pouted. Saying that they were lying and wanted all the credit, does that mean he’s the one who saved me? I almost open my mouth again to speak, but the same man beat me to it. “Actually I also tried to kill you when we saw you at the entrance gate.” He looks at me with soft eyes and apologetic smile. Did I hear it right? No, don’t look at me like that when you just said you all tried to kill me while I pass out.
I have a crush on my childhood friend since we're kids. We first met when I was in kindergarten. I don't have any siblings and rarely went outside to play, I had a problem talking to people because of that. While I always ate my lunch alone on the bench, the other kids were eating in circles or playing in the area.
Like other days, I was trying to eat peacefully but it's hard when there's a boy sitting besides me that day. He just moved in the neighborhood the day before so he didn't made friends yet, I think. I tried eating my sandwich while ignoring him but it got hard when there's a loud growling sound came out from my side. I turn my head to the boy already known what that sound was, while his expression doesn't change when he first sits here, showing that he doesn't know what just happen, but his hand was wrapped around his stomach.
Sighing, I nudged his shoulder and shoved my sandwich to him. It's hard to part ways with my favourite type of sandwich while I was hungry, but seeing him smiled and divided it to two makes me feel already full.
Well he did gave me half of the sandwich.
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A new story. I came up with this story yesterday, but I forgot where I got it from. This was actually a one-shot, but whenever I attended to make it like that, it always ended up longer when I was writing.
Edit-12th June 2014
So I realize that this is something like a drabble and too short of what I thought I want, so I thought of remaking it one day. That's all.
-MY
It's white. Like an empty canvas ready to be drawn on.
I'm all alone in this empty space. Oh wait, there's a long book with drawing utensils on the floor next to me. I pick it up and glance at the white wall. If I draw on the wall then mom will be mad at me so I flip a page only to see blank pages.
I lay on the floor and thought of something for awhile. After gaining an idea, I began drawing it following the image in my head. Right after I coloured it with a blue crayon I heard something meowing. I sat up and look at my drawing closely. When nothing happen I put it down and heard it again and felt something on my leg. I turn my head slowly and realise there's a small blue cat nuzzling his head behind me. Slowly I reached my hand out. The cat stops and stare it for awhile before nuzzling his head on my hand and I gratefully pick it up to stare its big round blue eyes. I cradled it in my arms and look back at my drawing. It looks exactly as my drawing. A poor picture of a blue cat with big round eyes and it's long fluffy tail. I only drawn one ear at its right side so it's missing an ear.
Just like the small cat I'm carrying.
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My first part of my original story in this world. Please give me advice to improve my writing. Thank you.
-MY
