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#81
then eli and fran agree for once

okay lemme work on characters and you should either go find hcs or make a thread for this


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#82
i can make a thread when i get home!
i’ll work on some headcanons i have for eli


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[b][i]you always see right through me
when i am lost and out of place
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#83
What a good boyfie Dante thank you for keeping Milo warm
Milo: 8D

Sorry was watching supernatural but that's rlly rlly accurate theyre broke

"The bibble"


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#84
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daniel a. mayback
bird boy.


sometimes i just wish everything was a little quieter, and then i remember, i'm deaf. it doesn't get any quieter than this. and sometimes...sometimes...i wish everything was shrieking at me like a silver-streaked banshee rising from a lake under a hallowed moon, that everyone screamed from the bellows of their respiratory systems that are layered in ash, so that everything didn't feel this isolated.

but i know that sound doesn't make any difference, one way or the other. before i lost my hearing, all they did was fight and beat on me, but now they have a shred of pity shining down on their tarnished souls. they're still trying to pretend like they haven't sinned though. they're looking for redemption in the wrong place, i'm pretty sure it doesn't lie at the bottom of an eight-ounce beer can that crumbles under the weight of a clenched fist.

my parents never bothered to learn how to sign. i did.

i remember one night, i was lying in my backyard, bare toes seeping into the grass that dripped with the jewels of dew, molding the dirt as if i was a sculpture. there was a ladybug, clad in crimson silk, perched atop a dandelion whose petals of gold shifted into a million tiny dancers in the purest of white. it sat there, the same as i did, watching a shooting star travel its path across the milky way. i wished that evening, to never have to talk to my parents again. and in a moment, the ladybug and the star were both gone.

a couple of months later, i had meningitis, which packed its bags and left a gift behind. or a curse, the way most people see it. i do miss the mellifluous song of the doves that used to roost in the barn. i do miss the murmuring of the creek, the playful neigh of our old neighbor's horses. but i guess that doesn't much matter anyway, now that i don't live there. we moved to the city where the deaf school is.

i'm not going to say that it was an easy transition because that's ignoring the thousands of times i wondered what it would be like to be one of the kids that sat with headphones in. or one of the kids with a cochlear implant. or one of the kids who was only partially deaf. but i don't wish for that anymore. because i can't afford surgery, i would hate to be partially anything, and there's no use crying over spilled cow's milk.

if anything, it's been better. i don't have to listen to my parents. if they try to yell at me, i can walk away and shut them out the way i used to try to. the kids at my school are super cool too. they chug down beers and turn their music up to the point where the cops will come, but they also aren't dumb like the kids were in the country. they don't try to tip cows over. they don't only talk about girls. they talk about theatre (i've gotten into tech theatre, by the way), they talk about big dreams, and they don't give me swirlies for being a wallflower. or awkward. for remembering the little things that everyone else forgets or doesn't notice to begin with. plus, i've picked up the violin.

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DAN·IE·L MAY·BACK [sup]did you mean: bird boy [/sup]
/pronunciation/
noun
  1. deaf nerd/geek who loves all things sci-fi and all things science
  2. atheist
  3. named birdboy because he used to raise doves and he's always dreamed of inventing a flying machine like leonardo davinci. some people call him space cadet, instead, because he also wants to be the first person on mars.

  • · "books make the best friends"
  • · "take me to neverland"

hcs: he seems really quiet but he's actually very loud when he's with friends, he's a pacifist and he believes in an afterlife (reincarnation) and things like karma, but he's still an atheist, plays the violin, in tech theatre, he runs ffa (future farmers of america) and sci-fi club, he can speak english and he can speak french too, he can also read lips (but he probably won't bother to), likes animals more than people usually bc people have never been very nice to him, he was bullied when he was younger because his dad is an alchohlic and his mom is usually high, basically belle from beauty and the beast minus the beast, sexuality unknown, gender unknown


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#86
oh ymg fos i love him sm


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#87
SCREMAS


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#88
um how does one write as beautifula s you
also i lov him


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#89
daniel? precious baby
tater thot creating the best characters as always
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(12-24-2017, 12:35 AM)mistle styles link Wrote: um how does one write as beautifula s you
also i lov him

you start by writing really bad stories about a dog named rose in the first grade and you take it from there


BLESS ALL OF YOUR BEAUTIFUL FACES
KEES
KEES


AVOS IS MY OTHER HALF
MY SPACE BEFORE THE THOT
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thank you, mars
all daniel wanted was for someone to:
a) scream
b) not scream
so i think you're doin p good


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