【alias - volunesia.】volunesia (n.)- that moment where you forget that you're volunteering to change lives because it's changing yours."has there ever been a moment where you wonder, "I'm suffering for your own good,yet, maybe this suffering is my first step to an ethereal future ahead."《 what would you think would be in a random book? 》《 tags have their own book. 》《 schedules, favorite animes, favorite ships, what else? 》《 you guys are great people uwu. 》《 can't I just update my books properly? 》
You, Ichiketsu (First Name), have known Tsukasa for years as you used to take care of his little sister. Thanks to that, you are one of many people he chose to revive after the petrification event. From now on, a brand new journey begins, filling your life with surprises, laughter and tears.Disclaimer: I do not own Dr.Stone or any characters except my OC and additional plots are added.
чонгук - альфа, гибридо - ненавистник, запах ваниль. юнги - омега, гибрид лиса, запах молоко. чимин - альфа, проблемный подросток, запах кофе. тэхен - альфа, гибрид тигра, запах цитрус.
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Bakugo and Deku get into an argument where Deku brings up the regrets of the past. How will the Class react? and what will this mean for Bakugo? Will anyone lend a helping hand? This fanfic will include reference to the song My R.Inspired by multishipperuWu23.I will be using my own experiences in school to write this. Hopefully that doesn't bother anyone.Start: 17/04/2022End:
My father was missing!The smell of blood and death was in the air as angry howls tore through the silence of the forest. The forest was bathed in a red glow, it was as if even the nature knew of the evil murders that it is witnessing.While sniffing the air, I caught a unique scent. It filled my nostrils... clouded my mind. It was intoxicating...'Mate'- my wolf growled, taking control of my body. The trees blurred past as we sprinted after the scent. It grew stronger with every passing second, entering my body and making my mind spin. We skidded to the halt at the edge of a clearing. There in the middle he stood, towering over his prey. His eyes bright golden, shining with ruthlessness, fastened on the whimpering wolf under his paws. He hadn't yet noticed me.We retreated back into the safety of the trees, watching him...With a ferocious growl, he delivered the final blow.The sound of a sickening crunch echoed through the clearing as he snapped my dad's neck.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
a graphic competition / war🔮welcome to "ensnare"a one of a kind graphiccompetition hosted byyours truly,Rose LeClaire ✦check out "the invite" formore information !🔮initial idea : 17.11.2023published : 11.05.2023🔮i have posted this waronly on wattpad so if yousee this on any other sitethen please let me know onpinterest/tumblr/wattpad.copying / stealing any of theprompts or recreating any partof this book is prohibited.if you feel inspired by any ofthe concepts / prompts andwant to include somethingsimilar in your own conteststhen dm me for permission :)© Ange Blanc Rose Designs 2024
I was different; I was special. That was one thing that my mother and father had told me as I was growing up. They told me that they were proud of my twin brother and me, and I believed them. I could see the pride in their eyes. However, I knew that my twin didn't believe them.He was peculiar, my twin. Bad stuff seemed to happen to him, and it made his life miserable. He did hang out with me and seemed to enjoy my company, but there were days where he couldn't stand me for some reason.Mom never made it a competition between us. She loved us both equally and showed us the same amount of love and attention, even with five more children. She told us every day that she was proud of us, but that wasn't enough for my twin.No, something happened one day and made his whole attitude change. And, I was about to find what it was and how my mother became the Director of our small group.Because sometimes, the end of a story is not the end. It is only the beginning._______________________________________NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK.Thanks.
I've always liked Ethan. Ever since he moved here I've liked him. I'm just not sure how to tell him....Cover by rykimchi