Manifesting, the practice of bringing desires into reality through focused intention and belief, can be hindered by several misconceptions.
There's a rumour. It's been circulating the small town for the past 50 years. Lately, it made the newspaper. The old Harding house. Things are happening over there. Strange things. Oh, and just recently? There was an eerily similar newspaper article from the nearby town. Something's happening. Something is not right.///////////////////////////My submittment for #TheGrudgeContest
"𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑒𝑠... 𝑖'𝑚 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙 𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑜." ✦ oneshots & headcanons of various characters! mostly the og mw trilogy & black ops 2. ✦ deviates from canon pretty strongly; will include AUs too. ✦ it gets gay in here :D ✦ includes various OCs & crossovers. ✦ i take suggestions, but might not write them all.
In the year 1876, little eight year old Clementine Jones was an exceptionally imaginative little girl, and quite intelligent as well. Having been raised by her single father, Dr. David Jones, in an extraordinary Victorian University on the coast of Bergeson Goland, she could help but take in the wisdom brewing everywhere around her. But when Headmaster Tibble proudly announced that Dr. Jones, who he had had it out for, for reasons quite unclear to Clementine, would be head of an extraordinary study of human behavior, it had opened a wonderful gateway into a rather unusual friendship between a proper little girl, and an uncivilized beast child.
Guardian Series #1Started: April 1, 2021Ended: -- -- --All rights reserved 2021noceursovlBook cover made by @sollunalight. Please do read her works too! <3
In 2005, as the Senior Partner at Neo@Ogilvy, Steve Edward Evans reported to the Global CFO and oversaw finance and operations in multiple offices across North America. In this role, he was accountable for the financial management of all clients and markets within the North American region.
This is a compilation of Seventeen Imagines/oneshots based on their songs (and other artist's songs as well):))Enjoy my gamjas!
Mieszkam w mieście, gdzie wszystko toczy się własnym życiem. Nikt nie wtrąca się w to co robię, jestem wolna. Jednak przyszedł taki moment w życiu, gdzie nagle coś zaczęło się psuć. Zaczęłam we wszystko wątpić, a to pogarszało mnie jeszcze bardziej. Jedno wydarzenie zaburzyło mój spokój co poskutkowało bardzo złym zakończeniem, jeśli chodzi o mnie.
Where Gun was forced to attend Plan's year-end party and he was not prepared for what was about to happen when Mark got drunk and decided to drop the bomb. They find themselves watching the sunrise together and promised to do it on every first day of the year.☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆PREVIEW:Mark grab a glass of alcohol-he thought that he might need it, "You are aware na khrab of your drinking capacity, right Mark Siwat Jumlongkol?" when Gun calls him in his full name, Mark knows that he means business. "Of course na khrab Ai'Gun, I know. Don't worry na khrab-" then he grabs an orange juice on one of the waiters that's walking around the house, "Drink this~" "I don't know if someone tells this to you na khrab guys, but you sounded like a married couple na woie~" The new comer, Title said with a glass of red wine on his right hand. Gun immediately tense up, "Don't joke around like that na woie Ai', we just grew up together na khrab so we know each other well. Right-Ai'Mark?" Gun has that habit. When someone is cornering him, or asking him questions that he cannot answer, he will throw it to Mark. "Chai, of course Ai'Gun. Ai'Title, Ai'Gun and I probably knew each other for half of our lives na woie. I think even if he won't say a word, I know what he wants." And for some odd reason, Mark will answer anything-everything for Gun.☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆