some weird shit happens in middle school. Join me, Avery, as we go on and adventure called 7th grade.
¡Hola soy Katherine! Y me he enamorado. Dicen que en el amor lo que importa es lo que sientes por esa persona especial, no importa su aspecto físico ni nada por el estilo. Pero en mi caso... El físico es muy importante, no es nada parecido a lo común, o ¿Acaso es normal ver a un humano y una gata en pareja? Bueno pues... Yo soy la gata, y me enamore de un humano. Estoy consciente de que con mi forma normal no lo podría alcanzar. Pero esta es mi propia forma de amar. N/a: Para los que no saben, esta es una versión mejorada con otro final de una canción de Gumi: La Intrépida Gata que se Enamoro. Los personajes protagonistas de este fanfic no me pertenecen.
DISCLAIMER: COVER ART IS NOT! REPEAT, NOT! MINE!Dream is just trying to get by. He has a cat, a job, and lives in a crime-infested city crawling with villains, vigilantes, & heros. What about when he's assumed as a vigilante? OR:Boredom hit. Dream apologists take your feed and be at peace. Tommy apologists- Sorry. SBI apologists- Maybe just uh.. Forget you saw this.WARNINGS:This story WILL include deaths, murder, assassinations, planned deaths, fighting, use of alcohol & drugs, and overall sensitive topics. If you are innocent and of a light heart.. Maybe leave? I will be purposely keeping bad characters alive and causing deaths to good ones.(ALSO ON AO3)(ORIGINALLY ON AO3)
Dear Tommy, It's been 4 weeks since you've been gone and there are still times when I feel as though I won't make it. Like when I found your old combat boots still caked with mud underneath our kitchen table or when I pass by your room and see your laptop still open and your school bag slung on the end of your unmade bed. Things like that make my heart physically hurt, and its this unbearable kind of ache as though someone just reached inside my chest and squeezed my heart. Mom cries all the time and Dad well...that's a whole other story. And yesterday morning I was washing my face when I saw your razor sitting on the counter, there was even a few stubbles of hair still stuck to the metal. I was consumed with so much pain and I just wanted to scream.I was underwater and drowning in my own work though where no one could hear me anyway. I imagined dragging the sharp object down my forearm and watch as it cut through my pale skin and drew dark sticky beads of red blood. I wanted to do it so bad Tommy. I didn't... Although there are small things in life that bring me joy like the way my battered Converse look hanging out the window of His truck. The taste of His minty lips. The smell of cigarette smoke when He hugs me close under the night sky littered with blinking stars. The sound of His heart beating when He sneaks in through my window at night to sleep beside me. Oh that heart-stopping grin of His, it just makes me melt. And the sound of His throaty laughter. Adam Baker...I know its so wrong to feel this way, I just can't help myself. But you understand though? Right, Tommy? Loving and missing you, Em
Okay, I don't own MBAV or Teen Wolf. I only own my OCs. What if the end of the Teen wolf series happened they were in their sophomore year of high school? Well in this fanfiction Scott and half his pack are spending the rest of their high school life with Scott's twin cousins Ethan and Selena in White Chapel.I know it isn't how it goes but this is my story so just roll with.
They look like you. They talk like you. On the outside, they are you. On the inside, they think like you. They feel like you. However, they have something you do not.
What if Will was never found.What if he lived in the Upside Down for years.What if he survived.What if he was there for three years.Current Status: Ongoing
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