...------------------------------------------------- Bet? ------------------------------------------------- Early in the morning, loud music was already playing in one of the dance studios of SM building. Nobody except a person practice at that kind of time, and he was Lee Taemin. But it was a different morning that day. Taemin wasn’t the only one at the dance studio he was with a girl. They seem to be working out really hard. Both of them were dancing like there’s no tomorrow. Even though they were exhausted they still continue to dance, until the time they both collapsed on the floor. Both of them were panting heavily as they make their selves comfortable on the floor. “You—know—what—Hyewon—you—can—never—beat – me,” Taemin said, while catching his breath. “HA! You—think—so Lee—Taemin?? I—can beat—you whenever—I want,” Hyewon scoffed then slammed her arm on Taemin’s chest. Taemin groaned before throwing back Hyewon’s arm then sat up. He offered a hand to help her up. When they were both up, he released her hand and dusted his clothes. “Up for another round?” Taemin asked with a sly smile on, “You bet!” Hyewon said. Taemin pressed the play button and the music started to play again. ~ After a long time, they both decided to take a break. “Yah Yang Hyewon, thought you were going to beat me huh?” Taemin teased “Don’t you underestimate me! I’m not yet giving my best so you better shut up,” Hyewon aimed her bottle at Taemin, pretending to throw it at him. He laughed and stood up...
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...I. Instant Baby Kahit ano pa sigurong pagtatalo ng isip ko, nandito na yun eh. Ang sakit man tanggapin na hindi ko sila makikita ng matagal, ayos na rin siguro yun. Isa pa, para sa amin din naman ito ‘di ba? Alangan naman mag-stay na lang ako doon habang-buhay at maghintay sa wala? Ano ba itong iniiyak-iyak ko? Sus, para yun lang! Ako pa! Wala naman akong hindi kinakaya. Kahit ano pang lakas ng bagyo at ulan, walang-wala naman yan sa akin. Basta ‘wag lang sobrang lakas, eh iba naman usapan na iyon. Pagsakay na pagsakay ko sa bus at unti-unti na ring umaandar, parang gustung-gusto ko nang bumaba at yakapin sila uli. Tinignan ko na lang yung huling pabaon sa akin ni Papa, at nung tinignan ko uli yung direksiyon nila eh unti-unti na ring lumiliit yung itsura nila sa kinakatayuan nila. Sabay-sabay silang kumakaway sa akin. Mahigit dalawang oras yung biyahe simula sa bahay namin. Medyo may kalayuan yung bahay namin sa bus station, at simula doon eh isang napakahabang biyahe papunta sa Villejas City. Isang napakahabang istorya rin kung bakit paalis na naman ako, pero sa ngayon, itutulog ko na lang muna yung sama ng loob ko. Nananaginip pa ako noon. Kasama pa sa panaginip ko si Richard Gutierrez at si Patrick Garcia. Sa panaginip ko, nagsho-shooting daw kami ni Richard ng isang scene sa drama na kami yung magka-partner. Bigla na lang pumasok si Patrick at naglabas ng baril. Niyakap na lang ako ni Richard sa panaginip ko at si Patrick naman eh nagsisigaw ng...
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...Story of a Farm Boy Roairna Drakuthaili Elrondion was originally just Roairna. He never needed to use his last name, his parents never said anything about it. A boy, naturally compatible with the wolves and able to stray them from the village and treat them as people. He cared for all animals, normally being the one to take care of the horses and chicks about their home. As unmentioned as he was, he did much to influence the lives of the Heroes that protected the Ring and saved Middle Earth. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Roa was cheerfully unaware of a darkness approaching, of an evil that was to be unstopped for long years to come. "Mama! Papa! I'm going to get more feed for the chickens!" He called, his hyper eight-year-old self smiling happily. "Alright, Roa. Don't get so much like last time! Just enough for now sweetheart." His mother called from inside as she cooked. "The wagon's down, Roairna. You'll have to walk. Be wary of the roads, my boy." His father sighed, leaning on his staff that he used as a walking stick. "Yes mama, okay papa! I'll be back quick!" He chirped as he gave his dad a hug and ran off. Unknown to him, things weren't going to stay cheerful... He continued happily down the road, two of his wolf companions bounding after him obediently with happy yips and barks. They remained blissfully oblivious until a terrifying screech startled them. Roa screamed, ducking into a bush just as a Nazgul came riding down the road. It hissed, the...
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...Chapter 1 The Problem and Its Background This section discusses the background of the thesis research entitled. “--”. The general and specific problems, significance of the study, scope and limitation, the framework of the study, and definition of terms used are presented here I. Introduction Fan fiction also known as, fanfiction, fanfic, FF, or fic is a defined term for fan labor about stories of characters or simply fictional characters and settings written by fans of the original work, rather than by the original creator. Works of fan fiction are rarely commissioned or approved by the original work's owner, creator, or publisher; also, they are almost never professionally published. Because of this, many fanfics written often contain a disclaimer stating that the creator of the fanfic owns none of the characters. Fan fiction, therefore, is defined by being both related to its subject's canonical fictional universe and simultaneously existing outside the canon of that universe. Most fan fiction writers assume that their work is read primarily by other fans, and therefore tend to presume that their readers have knowledge of the canon universe (created by a professional writer) in which their works are based. Fan fiction, as the name suggests are works of fiction created by fans. Ranging from books to movies, eager aficionados re-create scenes and plots to fit their own fancy. While seemingly trite to some critics, the fan fiction community is a large and supportive...
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...Fantasy themes contribute to the formation of a shared identity and group consciousness” (2016). This cohesion stems from that dramatizing message that fans use to create their own interpretations of the creator’s intention and portrayal of the characters and situations through the storyline. It is important to understand that the dramatizing message is the platform the fans use and fantasy chaining are the works they create for that platform. In this case, Fanfiction.net is the dramatizing message and the stories (or fanfics) is considered the fantasy chain because it is a direct reaction to the preferred reading. Creators of fanfiction “are able to do it because the internaet is personal and mallable in a way that programs, publishers, and even pen and paper are not. And we like it more, because it hasn’t been polished, dismissed, or dictated by any standards but what the reader enjoys” (Schaffner, 2009). The diversity of works, collaborations, and discussions that come about because fanfiction is not regulated is a credit to the fandom itself. Fans take the dramatizing message and the unexpected and turn it into something they think the community, as a whole would like to read without the motivation of payment or sponsorship. A fanfiction writer said, “No...
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...ONLY ME AND YOU Chapter 21 by SlaTin FanFic Stories Compilation on Monday, February 13, 2012 at 7:49am · "Are you okay? Kanina ka pa tahimik dyan," puna ni Jerico kay Tin habang nagbibiyahe sila pauwi."Wala 'to. May naalala lang ako.""Si Slater?" tanong ulit nito na nakatutok ang atensiyon sa pagmamaneho.Bigla siyang napalingon dito. "Huh?" kunwa'y tanong niya bagamat tama ito na si Slater nga ang naiisip niya. Naiisip niya ang mga nangyayari sa kanilang dalawa."Ang sabi ko, si Slater ang naiisip mo?""Hindi, basta..."Itinabi muna nito ang sasakyan bago siya hinarap."Tin may itatanong ako sa'yo, pero gusto ko maging honest ka sa'kin."Kinakabahan siya, seryosong-seryoso kasi ito sa pagkakatitig sa kanya."A-ano yun?""May hindi ka ba sinasabi sa'kin?""Hindi sinasabi? Tulad ng ano?""Tulad ng tungkol sa inyong dalawa ni Slater.""Naku, wala. Walang tungkol sa'min," kaila niya. Hindi siya makatingin nang diretso dito. "Tara na, uwi na tayo.""Tin..."Napapikit siya. Alam niyang kukulitin siya nito. "B-bakit?""Are you in love with Slater?"Nagimbal siya sa diretsahang tanong nito. "H-hindi ko alam kung ano ang ibig mong sabihin, Jerico.""Alam mo Tin. Ang gusto ko lang naman malaman ay kung ano si Slater sa buhay mo. I know that there is something going on between the two of you, something special. Hindi naman ako manhid eh, nararamdaman ko 'yun everytime magkakasama tayong tatlo or kapag kahit tayong dalawa lang." Bakas sa mukha at boses nito ang lungkot.Hindi niya alam kung ano ang sasabihin...
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...No, I don’t mean the ‘directioners’ in the Channel 4 Documentary.We are not them.Thank you for not setting a bad example like the girls in that video did.We don’t get braces just because Niall did – keeping in mind that he got them because of us – and being a Directioner definitely doesn’t compare to being in a cult.We are cool not because we do things like them or build our lives around them.We are cool – we are Directioners – because we stop in the middle of the hallway at our volleyball tournament to ‘Stop the Traffic and Let em Through’, because we tell our coach that we won’t be there for practice the night that ‘This Is Us’ comes out because we’re going to see the movie, because we write about them just to give us the little hope that someday we could be the characters in our stories and have them love us as more than just a fan, because we freak out when they flash to the camera set on Harry or Zayn at the Teen Choice Awards.We are Directioners because we don’t let one of their slip ups tear – no – taint our opinions of them, because we refuse to let what our parents and teachers and aunts and uncles say get to us – we love them whether they do or not – because we sit and vote for them for Teen Choice a thousand times because we want to see those boys get up on stage and get what they deserve.Here’s to the Directioners that wake up to their One Direction playlist and to the Directioners that encouraged Zayn to get his Twitter back and to the Directioners that told Niall...
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...Sentence Outline Narrowed Down Topic: Fanfiction: A Creative Platform for Writers I. Introduction A. Introductory Device B. Thesis Statement People should have the liberty to write fanfiction, because it is an opportunity for enthusiastic writers to develop their writing abilities, it is an outlet for writers to explore endless possibilities in creating derived compositions, and lastly it is an activity to simply enjoy oneself considering it is a non-profit activity that brings forth intercommunication within a certain fandom, though sometimes fanfiction may affect an author’s capability to produce their own stories. II. Background A. Morrison (2012) states in The Guardian that fanfiction officially started, in the modern times, during the mid 50’s and 60’s with the growth of television expanding, more people wanted to create what-if stories with their favourite characters through writing. B. According to Schaffner (2009), fanfiction are stories ripped off from other people's work, so fanfiction is a free form, innovatory or derivative textual work that fanfiction practitioners publish online. C. Alter (2012) writes in her article that fan fiction is still a sensitive subject for writers and publishers; while some see it as free marketing and others regard it as a derivative dreck at best and copyright infringement at worst. III. Body A. Writing fanfiction is an opportunity for enthusiastic writers to develop their writing abilities. 1.) Buroker (2013) an official...
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...Poems were a type complex literature that needed one’s deep knowledge for the language. Being able to use words to describe a feeling; vague, as it is. It wasn’t something people would expect me, Heiwajima Shizuo, to be good at. But, I am, ever since high school. Luckily, no one was able to find out, not even my brother. But, after that person found out, that’s when my fifteen years started. ------------------------------------------------- During the first year, I was reckless as I had always been. After getting home from work with Tom, I’ll write him those shitty poems each and every day without falter. Licking those goddamn post stamps made my tongue itchy, sending those cards with my saliva. Heh, I know that it’ll be disgust him, being the freak that he is. The second year was the same. Reckless. But, I got a little in to it too much that I didn’t even notice my crappy apartment burning, not until I noticed that only the collar of my bartender suit was left. Kasuka was nice enough to buy me a new one, better too, and a frickin’ new set of bartender clothes, as my old ones were burned to ashes. I calmed down the third year, very proud of getting past the boundaries of literature. Three years of writing those shitty poems aren’t for nothing, y’know. On the fourth year, Celty found out about it. And, she encouraged me to send it to a magazine; Even telling me that I can change my name just so I agree to it. She apparently had Kasuka into it too. I eventually...
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...pencer's POV I was just sitting at my desk trying to finish my homework, when someone knocks in my door "Why can't I just escape from my family" I thought walking towards the door. I open it ready to see my mom or maybe Melissa. But who I found is a much a better guest. "OH. EM. GEE!" I finally reacted and hugged her tightly. After being like that for what felt hours we let go from the embrace to look at each other. And there she was. The last person I thought it could be. My best friend since before I even had memory. The person that I trusted with my life, even more that I could ever trust anyone. The girl that I thought I wouldn't see until my 16th Birthday. My twin sister, Carolyn Alyssa Hastings. We just stayed there, looking at each other. It seemed like forever since I last saw her, well technically I always saw her, she look just like me but it felt so nice to finally actually see HER. We were best friends since before I even had memory. Not matter what she was always there for me when mom and dad choose Melissa over us, over and over again. She was the strong one, not me. She didn't care that mom and dad played favorites with Melissa, she knew she was better than that. She didn't need mom and dad to tell her that she was perfect, because she knew that nobody was. Not even herself. She didn't care what people thought of her, as long as she knew who she truly was. She didn't care if everyone hated her as long as I didn't. She has always been like that. In change I just...
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...Chapter 1: The End and Beginning Prologue Facing the young girl and her little sister, the armored knight raised his sword. To have mercy was to take away a life in a single strike. Struck by the sunlight, the sword glistened high up in the air. The girl shut her eyes and bit down on her lower lip. Her expression showed that she never wished for this situation. She was simply accepting it since there was nothing she could do. If the girl had power of some sort, she would have used it on the man before her eyes and ran away. But— the girl had no such power. Thus there existed only one conclusion. The girl would surely perish here. The sword struck down — —Yet she did not feel any pain. The girl opened her tightly shut eyes. The first thing that the girl saw in her world was the sword that had stopped in its path downward. The next thing that entered her sight was its wielder. He had stopped in motion as though he were encased in ice. The knight’s attention was no longer on the girl. The completely defenseless state of the knight clearly revealed the shock that surged inside him. As though led by the knight’s gaze, the girl also turned her face toward the same direction. Then— she saw despair. There was darkness. Pure darkness as thin as paper, yet of an unfathomable depth. It had emerged from the ground in an ovoid shape with its lower section cut. A scene that evoked mystique with indescribable apprehension. A...
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