Fiteme Stories

May the odds be ever in your favor...

Just random ass pictures and drawings from The Arcana. Mostly Muriel but....oh well

Just Art I Did uwu (Note, this is not all art, this is the best art I've done, please credit all bases used in this small gallery, thx)

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Will probably contain mature language because I fucking curse.

This is a short murder mystery story that I wrote. I hope you guys like my first published work.

okay..... so i promised you guys this.... ugh... i honestly hate you two so much right now.

The rants of a vulgar, opinionated, angry teenager. Here, I will venture through the idiocy of the world, the frustration of our world here, express frustration through gifs (especially Stanley Hudson's sass) and pictures, and be a general i-could't-give-less-of-a-fuck about what anyone could think about me. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK BECAUSE I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF IT OFFENDS YOU!

Star and Storm usually have pretty bizarre lives, what with always fighting someone, doing weird stuff, putting up with each others weird obsessions and much more, but now they're in for the most bizarre change of their lifetime. They are sent to the world of Fullmetal Alchemist from our modern day Earth and each decide to open up their own place for food/drink. Now the world of Fullmetal Alchemist have to learn to survive with secret mages as Storm runs Phoenix Pyre bar and grill as Star runs Homestead Cafe and Bakery. (I got really bored)

Dis will consist of every animatronic except the withereds, phantoms and nightmares. The FNAC (Five Nights at Candy's) will be included as well :3 plus this will be gender neutral.

Hehe you heard me

lame journal fufu shit to get my mind off things and to educate yall on certain topics whenever i feel like ranting bout em

I know, I know! For all you Creepypasta fans there's a LOT of Creepypasta go to school stories, but I'll try to make it different! Sorry if it sucks anyway... It's my first ever story, so calm down before commenting how much I suck... Give me tips instead on how to make it better! (If you want) And enjoy! Also, tons and tons of thanks to HSTRASH189/BoredFan for helping me with this story!

So um do it motherfuckers

(MaxXReader) You're stuck going to another summer camp and It's already bad enough you have to go with your brother. You, your brother, and the CampCamp gang. What's the worst that can happen? (I wrote this story when I was in middle school... I'm gonna try my best to revise it when I can)

THIS IS WHAT U GET LITTLELOST, FACE THE CONSEQUENCES

"Why on Earth are your hands such a brilliant shade of violet?" Zypher exclaimed, with a perfectly arced eyebrow raised towards the heavens in a questioning stance. "That is a very good question that I am under absolutely no obligation to answer," I replied, stuffing my very noticeable hands into the pockets of my hoodie. "Now, shoo you sweaty nyancat personified." ... When Faye Matthews starts her final leg of secondary school, she expects normalcy and the calming rhythm of monotonous everyday life; taunted only by her vivid dreams of adventure. Especially since the bane of her existence; IGCSE's are approaching rather quickly. However, it soon becomes clear that the playful deities of fate do not share the same ideals. Behold, Zypher Blade the dork of the century. You definitely would not expect a to be 16 year old to have such a forlorn fascination with law and the milky way. Neither would you expect him to have a hipster fairy godmother; equipped with a sense of deadly humour. Add a catalyst of being the victims of the same bully: Hence, you get, a paroxysm of magic.

Hey

IM SICK AND I HATE IT