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[eliza-writes-stuff]

Popular tropes in fanfics or at least bbs fanfics

ehhhhh’

just an excuse to write and trying to be consisitent

Sharing a bed

“Oh no.” Scotty said. He stared at the king’s size bed.

Mini clicked his tongue, “Indeed.”

“It appears that are two of us.”

“That is correct.”

“AND ONLY ONE BED!” They both yelled in sync.

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Hanahaki Disease

“So there’s a guy I liked.” Smiity twiddled his thumbs. “And I think I might have a-” Before he could say anything, he cough, really hard. Then he coughed out a bunch of petals.

“What the fuck is this?!” Cyrus yelled. His hand on his forehead to grasped any of his brain cells.

~

“So, according to my diagnose, you have hanahaki disease, which means there are flowers growing in your lungs and you’ll hack them up. Until the person accepts yer feelings.” Dr. Brian Hanby explained the problem.

“No way borther!” Then Smiity coughed up another petal.

“Yep, there’s a possibly of suffocating, choking and/or dying because of this.”

“Wait, what?!”

-

High School AU

“Your favorite banana bus boy?” Maeve flipped up their hoodie. “Now, they’re in high school.” Then they point at two people.

“Hey nerd!” Kryoz pinned Brock against the wall.

“What?” Brock is confused about this situation.

“I have self-esteem issues and at the end of this fic, I’ll be hopelessly in love with you.”

“Excuse me?”

“Kiss me!”

“Okay...?”

-

University AU

“Your favorite banana bus boy?” Arcia flipped up her pink hoodie. “Now, they’re in University. See Evan over there? Yeah, he’s roommates with Brian Michael Handjob and a major crush on him.”

“It’s Hanby, you dumb bitch!” Brian yelled across the yard. But his anger is quickly resolved when Evan put his arms around him.

“Don’t mind her. Hey, wanna study and make out? Your name is Handjob.” He wiggles his eyebrows.

Brian is red in his face, “Shut up, you Canadian fuck.”

-

And that’s it!

[book-of-my-ocs]

"Terroriser being a twink makes sense. Where do you think he got the T from?"

- Arcia, going through the bbs tag.

[boredfaneliza]

Libahunt 3.0 Alfori: 666 Shades of Purple Part 3

That’s the end of this series! It was fun! Hope ya enjoy! :D

Maeve’s heart shrink three times. Arcia’s body was in front of them, bleeding and holding her sides. They tighten their grip on the morning before glaring at Grigori, but their friend’s body is right front of them. Maeve took off one gem and throws it on the ground, it sprouts out a huge wall. They carried her bod bride-style and run away from the scene.

“I’ll kill you!” Maeve yelled. Their tears were pouring and kept on running. “I hate you and this world!”

-

Footsteps can be heard across the field. The words are repeating of the song “I’m ready”. Alfa held her warhammer up high. Cyrus is crowded by a group of people who either injured from the mini battle. He hasn’t this kind of battle since Lucifer decides to go full on war. This is similar to Lucifer going up against The Creator.

They should go on a date soon.

Cyrus bumps into the person in front of him. The person stop including everyone else and Alfa. He had to stand on his tippy-toes and Alfa is approaching a still body on the ground. There’s blood around it. She held up the body in her arms. It was Grigori!

“I’m sorry Alfa.” He coughs out blood and almost hit her paper bag face. “I wish i could take everything back and earn your forgiveness, but I know you won’t do it. That’s fine by me. I love you” His hands were on her cheek and his thumb rubbed against it. He makes her lean forward and close the distance between them under the paper bag.

“What a gigolo.” Cyrus commented. He groaned at the scene despite the cheers roared more than him.

Grigori’s hand slides down before it flops on the ground. The cheering and groaning stopped. It was quiet as a mouse. Alfa dropped him before standing up.

“I hate you too.”

-

Maeve almost stumble while running, but they kept their grip on Arcia. Blood soaked through clothes and it’s wet on their hands, but they don’t care. They have to get away far as possible and at least find a safe place to heal her. Maeve dragged their feet up on the hill before stops at the top. They gently put their friend and reach something in their bag. Maeve pulled out a potion with red liquid and the smell of mint.

“Mae,” Arcia coughs and breathes in heavily. “Ya don’t have to do this.”

“Please let me. You’re my friend and I can’t lose you in this dumb dimension.” Maeve lifts the shirt, a big open wound and some blood are coming out. Maeve pulled out a small towel, which they stole from the bar, and pour water on it from the water bottle. They dabbed the wound that makes Arcia hiss in pain. “I’m making sure your dumbass gets out of this dimension alive.” then they put the potion on the rag and dabbed it on the wound.

“It’s not a big deal-”

“Not a big deal?! Not a big deal?!” Maeve yelled. “You’re my friend since middle school! You taught me things that I never knew. You comforted me when both of my friends decide to died and my hatred of cigarettes. You were there for me when Mary and Neilo couldn’t be there. I cared about you as much as I care about my friends.”

“Mae,” Arcia’s hand touch their pale cheeks. “How am I supposed to tell you my confession when if I die like this?” Before Maeve could question, her lips were on them. It’s chapped, but soft at the same time. Their eyes are close and the world disappeared around them. When they opened their eyes.

There’s nothing, but white space.

The wound is healed, but it leaves a huge scar.

Thank god, they are home.

-

Yay, they’re finally home! But will they talk about the kiss scene? Who knows?

[junker-town]

The Bucs have Tom Brady. Does drafting Jordan Love make sense?

Photo by John Korduner/Icon Sportswire via Getty Images

In the SB Nation NFL writers’ mock draft we often get some surprises. Here is one.

The single most shocking splash this NFL offseason has been Hall of Fame quarterback Tom Brady leaving the New England Patriots for the Tampa Bay Buccaneers. Not only did Brady latch onto Tampa Bay, but he did so courtesy of a two-year, $50 million deal. That ends the forgettable five-year Jameis Winston era that produced just a single winning season.

Brady joins a Tampa Bay offense that has some pieces, namely at wide receiver with Mike Evans and Chris Godwin. This is arguably the best receiver group Brady has had since Randy Moss was on the Patriots in 2007. Tampa also has a good interior offensive line and a decent enough run game.

Still, with Brady being so statuesque in the pocket, the Buccaneers could get better at the offensive tackle position. On defense, the Buccaneers have a high-level front seven. The secondary, though, could use some players.

Let’s kick it over to Gil Arcia of Bucs Nation for his pick in the 2020 SB Nation NFL writers’ mock draft:

14. Tampa Bay Buccaneers: Jordan Love, QB, Utah State

Arcia: No reasoning was provided for this selection.

Analysis: This is the most surprising pick of this mock draft thus far, and it will be hard to top. The reasoning, I assume, is this: Brady is old and Love needs refinement. Still, if you have a quarterback who will be 43 at the start of next season (assuming there is one), it’s hard to feel good about taking a pure backup player with the 14th pick in the draft. It’s also hard to see 67-year-old head coach Bruce Arians being fine with it too.

The Buccaneers may be scarred by Florida cornerbacks after taking Vernon Hargreaves in the first round in 2016, but fellow Gator CJ Henderson would bolster the secondary. We may have also seen four offensive tackles taken already, but giving Brady time is paramount. It would be a reach to take Boise State’s Ezra Cleveland or USC’s Austin Jackson here, but it would make more sense than Love.

Top five remaining players:

13. Henry Ruggs III, WR, Alabama

14. Justin Jefferson, WR, LSU

15. Justin Herbert, QB, Oregon

16. K’Lavon Chaisson, Edge, LSU

17. CJ Henderson, CB, Florida

The final pick of the day will post at 1 p.m. ET with the Denver Broncos making a pick thanks to Scotty Payne of Mile High Report. Can you guess who it might be?

[cardboardhogs]

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[eliza-writes-stuff]

Exotic Coffee: Terrorohm

"C'mon! It will be fun sweetie!" A blonde woman dragging a poor person who has long, black hair. She had a big grin on her face. "Dance class is gonna be fun!"

"I haven't dance in a while since ballet class. I only come with you because you said you don't wanna be alone." The black-haired person sighed. "I can feel butterflies coming out of me stomach."

They stopped in front of a coffee shop. It's a small ome compared to the others, but the scent is luring them in. Blueberries amd strawberries smells nice.

"Maybe a nice cup of coffee would help?" She suggested. They both walked inside the coffee shop and avoid a few people from getting pushed. Of course, they have to wait in a line. "How about you go sit down Maeve? I'll get it for us."

"Okay, just make sure my coffee is black like my soul." Maeve walked away from the line and found a small table and two chaies near the window. They sat down and grab their phone out. It's 10 AM.

"Hello, ma'am." Maeve cringed at the voice before looking up at a man. He has a brown stub, brown eyes with glasses, and brown hair. He seems to be wearing the employees shirt. "Can I get you anything?"

"No thanks," They declined. "Arcia is getting our order." Then they pointed at the blonde woman in the line. "After that, we be off to a random dance class."

"A dance class? I know my boyfriend owns a dance class, you guys can go to there if you want to. Keep in mind, he's a bit energetic."

This empolyee has a boyfriend who owns a class to dance? At least Maeve gets to know someone from someone who they trust. Also, energetic people who has fun and weird challenges to do weird movements is up in their game. So, maybe. "Can I know the address?"

The man smiled, "Sure!" He hands Maeve a business card with address and phone number on it. The person's name on it is Brian Michael Hanby. "Once you get there, just tell him that he got recommend by Ryan Wrecker."

"Ryan Wrecker? What was your parents like?"

"I know, the family's name is weird. Once I married Brian, I'll get his last name." He let out a small giggle.

"A wedding, huh? Just invite me over, kay?" Maeve joked.

"Am I interrupting something darlings?" Arcia spoke out between them. She's holding two cups of coffee. "Also, Maebae tell me next time when you're chatting with your boyfriend."

Maeve mentally facepalmed, "He's not my boyfriend and don't call me Maebae. Just a guy who recommend a dance class to cha-cha slide our ass."

"Really? Thank you darling or we could be busy all day." Arcia gave Maeve the coffee and took a seat in front of them. "So, what is it? What kind of dance is it?"

"Oh, he said it's ballet class. You'll have to get loosen and shake your tang." It made Arcia giggled and Maeve groaned. "Trust me. It'll be fun!"

"Fun, huh?"

-

"This is not fun." Maeve narrowed their eyes at the class. There are poles, but it's vertical. A man was rubbing his hands up and down on the pole. "This is not ballet."

"Maybe he surprise us?"

Maeve inhaled, "He betrayed me. This is going on top ten anime betrayals."

The man walked up to them with a grin on his face. He has a nice stub and hair. Also, a nice body that Maeve would assume he's a twink. Well, a thick twink you might say. Is this Brian?

"Hello, ladies. How can I help ye?" 'Brian said. It appears that he has an Irish accent.

"You can help us by joining in this class. Your boyfriend, Ryan Wrecker, recommend this place. He told us it was a ballet class."

'Brian sighed, "No, it ain't. I guess ye can say it's a exotic dance class if ye kniow what I mean."

"So, wait you lied to him?" Maeve asked. Brian was about to opened his mouth, but they put their finger up. "Wait a fucking minute. Ya didn't tell him that you own this shit because yer scared, huh?"

"That's none of yer focking business. Ye could either join or get the fock out." Brian snarked at them.

"Maebae, let's have fun." Then Arcia leaned close to their ear. "Plus, he'll tell him eventually."

That's probably never gonna happened. Maeve notice that they're stuck with a bunch of idiots. Oblivious idiots. Should they tell Ryan? No, Brian should tell him the truth, but how? Maybe he's need a little push, but how?Right now, they'll just go with the flow and see what happens.

"Fine, I'll stay and join. Also, don't call me Maebae again."

[book-of-my-ocs]

I use this picrew maker by @sangled

I have so many ocs, but I'm going with my Practice ocs. Now, I'm going through the names and their orientations.

Cyrus (aromantic agender), Arcia (genderfluid), and Victor (gay ftm)

Neilo (gay), Maeve (nonbinary), and Lily (panromantic asexual)

Mary (lesbian), Ashley (bisexual demigirl), and Winnie (bisexual).

If you want to know more about them, ask me!

[book-of-my-ocs]

Practice Incorrect Quotes: (12/???)

Lily: Synonyms are weird because if you invite someone to your cottage in the forest, that just sounds nice and cozy, but if I invite you to my cabin in the woods, you’re going to die.

Mary: My favorite is “butt dial” vs “booty call”.

Arcia: Also, “forgive me father, I have sinned,” vs “sorry daddy, I’ve been naughty”.

Lily: Great news! Language is now canceled!

[book-of-my-ocs]

Practice Incorrect Quotes: (8/???)

Cyrus: Here is my wall of inspirational men.

Arcia: Is that a picture of you?

Cyrus: Yes, I am big enough to admit that I am always inspired by myself.

[book-of-my-ocs]

Practice Ocs: Sexual/Romantic Orientation and Genders

:D

Cyrus: A snarky pansexual man from hell.

Neilo: A gay man with a heart of gold.

Arcia: A flirty abrosexual genderfluid witch who uses she/her and they/them pronouns.

Victor: A gay trans man who is mute, but he has cute expressions according to his boyfriend, Neilo.

Maeve: A biromantic demisexual nonbinary who doused on sarcasm and bluntness. There's no in between.

Lily: A sweet panromantic asexual woman that is in a wheelchair, but it doesn't stop her.

Mary: A lesbian woman who loves inventing and her girlfriend, Lily.

Winnie: A bisexual man who is a werewolf.

Ashley: A fierce bisexual woman who will fite.

[boredfaneliza]

Finally

A fucking use for this photo to make into a meme

[book-of-my-ocs]

Maeve pulled back their strand of hair. They point at their phone. "Look, someone is shipping terrormoohm and they're spreading it like a wildfire."

"Is that a bad thing?" Arcia looked over their shoulder. They sipped on the pink smoothie. "I mean it's a pretty cute ship."

"I don't mean that as a bad thing. I think it's kinda good." Arcia takes another sip of her drink before smirking. "Oh no."

"What if you wake up as their child? Having three dads, but one of them is a mom. That sounds cute."

"Hell no. It be a nightmare for them."

-

A pressure on Maeve's stomach made them turned on their back. They stretched out their arms and yawned, rubbed their eyes and encountered a small dog near their face.

"Hey there little guy. Did mom and dad adopted you?" Maeve held a smile as the dog sniffed their face. They gave slight scritches on the dog's head "You kinda look like Tiny."

"Ey! Get yer arse downstairs!" They could hear a voice. It seems to be coming from downstairs. It sounds like a male, but with an Irish accent and their dad isn't Irish. He's Scottish. Maeve knows the difference.

"Listen to your other dad, sweetie!" Okay, that sounds like from another male. This is getting weird. Also, other dad? There's more than two?

Oh no.

'Tiny' barked. Maeve lied down and stared at the ceiling. They had to rubbed their eyes or pinched their arm, but they're kinda curious. Maybe if they acted like a normal 'daughter' then they'll be alright.

Right?

[book-of-my-ocs]

Practice OCs as background characters in a fanfic

Cyrus: He will flirt with person A to make them uncomfortable as possible because they can be closer to person B and jealousy equals tension. ;) Known as the creepy dude.

Arcia: Same as above. She's the blonde bitch because she wants to see her otp being funky. ;)

Victor: He definitely will play a song for his otp at a fancy restaurant. Known as the violin guy.

Neilo: Probably that guy to yell out "KISS KISS KISS". What? He doesn't like pinning. :P

Maeve: They will make sure that person A, B, or both to get their shit together. The advice person, but won't hesitate to kick your ass in gear.

Lily: She gives person A or B a treat, so they can give it to each other. Also, has good advice.

Mary: Same as Neilo, but will try to help her otp out despite Maeve holding her back.

Winnie: Doesn't want to get involved, but he gives good advice from time to time.

Ashley: Same as Winnie, but she will put a "Do Not Disturb" sign on one of otps apartment room.

[book-of-my-ocs]

Things I say/do are now my Practice OCs quotes (1/???)

Cyrus: Why does Death look like a twink?

Arcia: You either clench or clap your booty.

Victor: *eats popcorn*

Neilo : It's good to be gay!

Maeve: What are you gonna do, smile at me?

Lily: *plays piano intensely*

Mary: *sips on a tall straw that is put in a small box of chocolate milk* Yeet

Winnie: I don't like being intense because that makes me being even more intense than before.

Ashley: I have the power of God and Google on my side! AGGGHHHHH-

[book-of-my-ocs]

Practice Incorrect Quotes: (3/???)

Arcia: *picks up the phone an answers unknown caller* Hello?

Murder: I can see you.

Arcia:

Arcia:

Arcia: Do I look good?

[eliza-writes-stuff]

Chit Chat (2)

Warning: Extensive vulgar language

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E: Look how this silly it is!

Arcia: My god...

Finds a fanart of Maeve wearing an eyepatch and kissing a werewolf that wears black.

Arcia: Oh.

E: Oooooohhhhh... oh ok...

Maeve leaves the room and shuts the door behind her.

E: Maeve, don’t leave! Maeve don’t-!

Arcia: MAAAAEVEEE

E: I LOVE YOU-

Maeve: No, I’m fucking done. I’M FUCKING DONE!

Arcia, chuckling: No, you’re not-

Maeve: THIS IS BULLSHIT! THIS IS FUCKING BULSHIT!

E, wheezing: I can't get off!

Maeve, points at the fanart: WHAT IS THIS? (Arcia is losing it) WHAT IS THIS?! … WHAT IS MY LIFE?!

Maeve: I CAN’T DO IT, E!

E, in tears : i cAN’T EITHER-

Maeve: I CAN’T FUCKING DO IT

E: wELL I’LL TELL YOU WHAT, MAEVE! YOU CAN GIVE UP NOW OR YOU CAN DIG IT UP, BECAUSE I CERTAINLY CAN’T DO WITHOUT YOU AND, I KNOW YOU CAN’T DO WITHOUT ME!

Maeve: deep sigh I appreciate it… points at the fanart, also losing it BUT LOOK AT WHAT WE’RE DEALING WITH, MAN!

E: I- MAEVE-

Maeve: YOU GOT TO DRAW THE LINE SOMEWHERE!

E: MAEVE WE-

Maeve: YOU GOT TO DRAW THE FUCKING LINE IN THE SAND, DUDE!

Arcia: MAEVE WE GOT-

Maeve: You got to make a STATEMENT! You got to look INSIDE YOURSELF AND SAY “WHAT AM I WILLING TO PUT UP WITH TODAY?”

NOT FUCKING THIS!

-

To give you guys a little context. In 2016, I used to roleplay with someone and we jokingly ship these two ocs.

Maeve is wearing an eyepatch because she used to be a creepypasta.