My Dreams are in Stories
cliché!" i just whined! make him a lizard of minimal brawn. my dreams become stories, all from my mind. destined by gods, kobold's home - left behind. betrayed by his master, traitor be gone! fantasy epics like no other kind.
Cyanide of Riddance chapter 13.
Not to mention cliche! you don't talk much, do you, azazel?" "azazel talks when azazel has something to say," azazel replied. "i'm just trying to pass the time, man. listen, i know you're a demon cat thing, but don't you have any feelings?
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''yeah, not sexually though,they'd often feel passion for an allie of theres in danger...they were all close close to eachother'' ''sounds a lot like a war movie cliche to me...''
The Fantasy Factory: Giftvader
Something felt wrong about a father having...sex with his son, step or otherwise...that was seriously 'cliche?' but then again, this was all just roleplay and stuff, right?
I Believe Its Time To Wake Up
Nonsense... such a cliche has been thrown around more times than an experienced pipeman, no... i'd like to believe that there is no perfect story. there is no perfect ending.
Paper Dreams
Stick with action, a heroine femme fatale... but not one that played to clichés. films catered to the male gaze enough.
Lions and Bears
And not just gay, but gay for his best friend, fitting the old cliche marvelously.
What We Always Dreamed Of
It was all very cliché; the cafe, the large, bald man in a suit, reclined comfortably, the smoldering cigar between his thick fingers.
Chapter 3
Freddy stiffled a laugh, and cleared his throat, "i'm sorry, it's kinda hard to take you seriously when i hear you say something as god-awfully cliché as that."
Death To Nightmare Chapter 8
It such a cliche bad guy name.\>_
"they called us the night mare of the moon a thousand years ago. we figured to throw it back at them."
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Not a Masterpiece
I will never write a masterpiece I believe this is so Oh, what happened to my writer's peace? Oh, will it ever show? Again and again my mind comes together. "Where did I go wrong?" It asks. "Was it my own discretion?" I've been hit with...
We Deal in Dreams
_stupid cliche house with a stupid cliche garden in front of it and with a stupid cliche mailbox,_ she mentally ranted as she walked to the front door, _and a stupid cliche name plate on the stupid cliche mailbox, and with a stupi-_ "the hell?"