A short three part tale of love, loss, and encouragement. It can be read front-to-back (I-III) or back-to-front (III-I).
Cinta bukan tentang siapa yang datang dan pergitapi siapa yang datang dan tetap akan bertahanterkadang kita hidup tak luput dari serangan cinta mulai dari serangan yang lembut sampai yang kasardan cinta pun terkadang lebih bervariasi mulai dari cara yg lebih etnik sampai tradisionalDan tanpa kita sadari kita pun harus memilih diantara cinta-cinta itu, siapa yang harus kita pilih jawabannya terkadang tanpa kita duga seolah-olah takdir yang mempermainkan kitaDan cerita ini bukan tentang mereka yang datang dan pergi tapi dia yang tetap bertahanso don't miss it check it dot!!!!!
this takes place in the tmnt 2014 movie. when a powerful device called the omnitrix lands on earth sacks and shredder has their eyes set on it but what happens when our leader in blue finds it first and it was put on his wrist. can he hide the omnitrix from his family and the foot clan and use his alien heroes to save the city with his brothers or will the foot find a way to get their hands on it and take over the city
Maiden. Hero. Queen. Traitor. Demon. These are some of the many layers that stuck to Emilia Justina over the course of a century. Once upon a time, she had been hailed as the savior of humanity, the One destined to slay the Demon King Satan. As love blossomed between the Hero of Ente Isla and the King of Demons, layers of darkness began to stick to Emilia. It is truly frightening what she has become. Her pride and defiance burns as scarlet as her long tresses. βHe was the Devil and she was his Queen - may Heaven help the poor soul who dares disrespect his Queen.β But even her icy heart may melt when she brings forth a daughter amidst the war and carnage. Her fiery determination scares even her closest confidantes, even when she decides to mess with the ancient taboo of time travel. Her daughter mustn't know the vileness and cruelty of war - and thus, Queen Emilia sends her into the past, to an unsuspecting part-timer Devil and his eternal antagonist, the office lady Hero. How will a Hero and a part-time MgRonald's employee cope with a demon infant girl in their lives? -- Hataraku Maou-sama! (Devil is a Part-Timer) | Satoshi Wagahara Cover | Reiuji
This is an article about Virgil sanders, one of Thomas sanders original characters, journey in being accepted and feeling welcome among the other sides and its a story about not judging a book by its cover.
Who is Izuku Midoriya? "Quirkless Deku" "Dead weight" "A liability" "Deceased" Who is the Emerald? "A pretty good vigilante" "The bastard villain who wrecked my agency." "They saved me once!" How are they the same? Well, they are the same person. Both aren't liabilities. Shota Aizawa, being assigned the Emerald's case, becomes fond of the vigilante. What happens when Eraserhead finds the vigilante's identity? Will he help Izuku become the hero he is destined to be? Or will Eraser throw the most favored vigilante under the bus like every other person in Izuku's sad life? Will anyone save the one who saves? Find out by reading this story!-still editing-
Mostly poems, but a few thoughts I wanted to write down. :)NOTE: My free time is limited, but I'll do my best to add a few poems every so often.
Fuck off.Unless you want to read about me then, I warn you, I'm pretty fucked up.
A Witcher Short Story - Geralt x ReaderHer breaths were slow when her hand gripped onto the jagged rocks along the shoreline, vision spotting as she dragged her body out of the frozen water. Her lungs coughed up the remnants of the river behind her, limbs collapsing as they began to lose their feeling. Pins and needles sparked along her body from her fingers and up her arms, down her chest into her feet as her body shivered uncontrollably. It was a good sign, at least, the shivering, but she wasn't sure how long it would last as a gust of deep winter air cut around her skin. Gravel dug into the palms of her hands as she crawled further out of the water, her feet at last out of the river as the weight of her limbs grew. She fought back the cry breaking against her teeth as pain erupted up her leg, collapsing to her elbows once again as her vision grew darker.
Yo! XDI'm just an obsessed fangirl with a big imagination and a passion for Dramione. I am the shittiest person ever when it comes to updating, so please bear with me.If my writing sucks, I honestly don't give a schist! Enjoy!XD XD XD