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I hadn't been in denial, nothing that cliché. i just had gotten more and more open to the idea with less and less alcohol in my system, and that was that.
Gym Buddies II: Epilogue
He was such a cliché at times. i loved him for it, though - my brother was so sweet. thankfully it was my last day in the hospital. walking out into the chilly wind was pleasant on my fur.
The Beast and the Burden (A1, B1,C20)
It's a little cliché but it might work." "cliché how?" asked peri. "it's been done way too many times in the movies." chance grinned. "cliché." karla grinned and chimed in. "too many times as in _tried and true_, or cliché as in_life imitating art_?"
Tea is Served
"i suppose that 'hoard' could be considered cliché, but it's far from inaccurate. i could blame longevity," he observed, looking gabriel in the eye. "truth is, i'm a pack rat, if you'll forgive another tired cliché.
The Babysitter: Part I
Three of the boys lounging on the couches with drinks in their hands were big, muscly jock-clichés, chuckling at the each other's jokes. a wolf, a fox and a bull dressed in smart unbuttoned shirts and sleek, crisp pants.
Love, Loss, and Spilled Coffee
Wasn't love supposed to be sappy and sweet and cliché and warm? burning fire that swept away the anger and resentment from fights and arguing? but... had they ever really fought?
Mankind: Part 1
You know, cliché stuff. then the infamous transmission comes. it's static-y but what i could make out was it sounded like 'hello gentleman...all your bases belong to us now.' wow. deja vu.
The Start of Something New: Chapter One
I know it's a cliché idea, but hey, i'm a sucker for these kind of stories.
Human No More Revamp 1: Toil
This story will contain sexual themes and vore warning: this story does not contain dragonslayer clichés. (actually contains exposition and reference to vore) i wasn't always this way, i used to be human, what a great time that was.
The Making of a Minotaur
It should have been cliché but there was no sense of monologue as it enjoyed his discomfort, his face bulging out and out and out into something that could not be construed as human at all.
FNAF oneshot: Coma
He sat down in the chair, a cliche bouquet of flowers in his hand. it crinkled a bit as he let his arm relax in his lap. spring felt so stupid, standing there, feeling sorry for this person he'd never met before. he sighed, and just sat there.
The Lion Has Landed
I felt as if we were enacting several dozen lovers' clichés, the kind of thing that no one believes really happens... unless they've felt it themselves.