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#31 liar #16 tease #51 badboygoodgirl #73 submissive #92 strong-female-characterNo one, just no one messes with Ares Howard. He is the school bad boy and a player. If he glances at any girl twice she will be his. No one gets in his way. Reason? His father's one of the richest men in the city, a trustee in the school but most importantly the leader of one of the most powerful mafia of the country. Arrogance and ego are his middle names. And certainly being a heir to the mafia just doesn't help. He is ruthless enough to kill you if you get in his way and wouldn't threaten you twice before erasing your existence if you look at his family.Catherine Moore is a kind and strong girl. Bullies just don't get away without a punch from her. Unlike our hero, our heroine would take a bullet for any innocent person. "Don't cross seas and oceans for people who would not cross a puddle for you." Isn't her theory.What happens when Catherine catches the eye of Ares and soon becomes the apple of his eye? Just as they accept their love fate plays and ugly game that leads them to be torn between love, trust and doubts about where their loyalty lasts- with the love that they harbor or the truth that shatters their relationship.
I'm a Pisces and this poem describes who I am on the inside. If you enjoy it, or can relate, be sure to hit that star icon to submit your vote. Thanks!
โ๐๐ณ๐ข๐บ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ด ๐๐ณ๐ช๐ท๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐๐ฅ๐ถ๐ค๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ต๐ถ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ. ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ญ๐บ. ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ฆ๐น๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ'๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ.โIn the outside world, extraordinary abilities are that of fiction. But at Grayson's Academy, things are different. โ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ?โโ๐๐ฐ ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ณ.โCamilla Fernandes is looking forward to the new school year. She's in a new Generation, with new opportunities, and this year, things will be different.Things were meant to be different. Better. Her name wasn't meant to be called in the Nexus. And joining the Prefect Competition was the worst mistake she ever made. โ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฌ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐๐ฆ๐ช๐ฅ๐ช.โBut the entire school seems to think so.
When Link Finally Faces Ganon Will He Make It Out Alive?Or Ever See The Realm Of Light Again?But as Link Gets To Know His New found friendDoes He Want Too?
Author's Note:During spring break of my freshman year of college (Spring 2012), I wrote the first incarnation of this poem. I had just finished watching Cowboy Bebop. The poem had no connection to it other than TONS of references to blue things - eyes, the sky, the night. It then languished in a file on my computer for several years. Recently, I made edits to this poem, and I had just finished viewing the first Matrix movie for the first time. Again, no connection other than the swift removal of all the blue references. It is funny how much pop culture has a hold on us. I also didn't think that the color added anything either. I was trying to streamline the poem. The main idea I found in the jumbled original was that it was about identity and the constant search to be who you truly are - not what people or society tell you to be or perceive you to be. The chain symbolized that gravity, the seriousness and weight. The voice from the sky is that still, small whisper that lies deep within you and is the "real you" - when you washed everything else away. Why the sky? The feeling of disconnection and distance from the "you" that other people and society sees and the you that is truly you. The drive is to want to reconnect with yourself - finding and returning to your true self. The idea of flight is pretty simple - let's leave the poem on a high note. Humanity has always been fascinated by flight because something is freeing in it. We looked gravity in the face and said, "screw you". The same applies to all the weight that we feel from others and society, the roles that we feel we must play. There is great freedom in telling the chain: "Screw you. I'm going to listen instead to the voice that is the very core of my being, and I'm going to be me". Also, as someone who has long dealt with mental health issues (which sometimes feel like living with a bully 24/7/365), it is also immensely freeing to tell the same thing to that jerk as well.
An Alien known as a Quezeq is sent to planet Earth an Class A-1 Deathworld to gather information about Humans a Apex Predator species and their inhabitants.During the Quezeq's time on Earth he happens to meet a elderly woman but not just any woman, but a Human so now he gathers information about Humans and Earth from an elderly woman who happens to be Human and maybe perhaps enjoy her company while at it.------------------------------This story is based on the tumblr tag "Humans are deathworlders" and ect. This is all the work of fiction and is not to be taken seriously as it is not based on true events if this story is similar to a real life event it is merely just a coincidence.------------------------------Other Social(s):Tumblr: grapefoodYoutube: Simamis grapeTiktok: simamisgrape
It's Sam Winchester's first day at the L'ange Bakery (angel bakery). Everything seems to be going great till one of the regulars walks in. Gabriel Novak, the boy who changes Sam's life forever.Note: Destiel will be included as a side little ship. Not too much but enough. GAYS SHIPS ARE INCLUDED IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT THEN DON'T READ IT.