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HIDDEN MIKEALSON | βfight like a girl.β After activating her werewolf curse, Hope Martin, learns about her other supernatural sides and her true name.. Hope Mikealson.As old threats arrive, the Mikealson family have to move to Beacon Hills in order to save their Hidden Mikealson.____ON HIATUS.(Very old fic! Beware of the plot lmao)
VALOUR | great courage in the face of danger, especially in battle.He was once human, defenceless in the eyes of his pack. What they don't know that in years to come, he will become one of earths mightiest heroes, Valour, the Avenger.Avengers x Teen wolf CrossoverCo. Written
It's a poem about describing a beautiful garden that will console your soul and will encourage you to explore the beauty of natureπ«Ά
I am an amateurish painter and i am not good at making amazing paintings but I've tried. So you can check out them here. I hope that you will admire them.....Thank you...
Well, as you might have suspected from the title, this is just a bunch of weird scribbles. Some are happy, some can be sad, others will be weird. Pictures I want you guys to see, weird quotes that I like and facts about stuff in general. Well, let's get to it!β€οΈ
A poem that I wrote in rehab while I was watching the beautiful leaves fall outside of my cabin. I was instantly inspired by the beautiful hues that fell from the trees and danced in the wind. I wanted to make the reader visualise a sense of beauty that we sometimes overlook.
Starks created weapons that destroyed beautiful things. Tony since he was young knew he didn't create beautiful things.But when his newborn finally opened her eyes, catching his and blinked, Tony was struck with the sudden realization that maybe that had been a lie. WAS NAMED 'ππ’π§ππ² π¬πππ«π€' Tony Stark's Daughter. ππππππππ - ππππππ+ co written. mhxirii
I moved from a city to a smaller town for Uni so the serenity made my inner hopeless romantic to rise.....
In this world, When corrupt came to this world, slaves were taking men, women and children, False Priest telling lies and noblemans became rich and civilians became poor. They's no one could save them..... But the one nation. Every man is a king
A Beautifully Crafted Potrait of Our Life, Forecasting the Miseries of Our Future, With A Ray of Change.After being captivated in his own house for months, he realised that freedom was never as essential as it is today..Highest ranking-#1 in ΰ€Ήΰ€Ώΰ€ΰ€¦ΰ₯#1 in beauty of natureAwards -#3 in International Literature Fest (Short Story)- Reflections
When you are lost and wandering, search for yourself in the lap of nature. That's the best way to embrace your true self!
"Life gives us may challenges but it is our choice either to fall for its trap or grow by learning from our mistakes".A set of peoms written at random hours, but as the title suggests, these are the voices of my mind. If u like it, please don't forget to VOTE for it.
A Beautiful And Mysterious City In Rajasthan That Goes By Many Names Such As Miyabi, Layla, etc. No One Knows The Exact Location Of The City And Many Even Consider It As A Myth But Somehow Our Main Character Amara Finds A Way To Go To That City. What Happens Then?? To Find Out Read The Story.
Alex Rider. One shots. Hopefully some are funny. Hopefully all will entertain.
Status~ COMPLETED A beautiful way to learn from nature .... just trying to refresh your mind and give away some positive thoughts
This is just some random Aru Shah fanfic that came to mind. It will probably mostly be Aruden. This is also my first time writing for the public, so... I apologize if it's a bit cringy or crappy. I will include some fanart as well. Also, I will add more fanfic to this, but not regularly, because school. I hope you enjoy :) Please comment and tell me what you think!
It is a collection of my twelve Haikus to celebrate the season of color , The Autumn.All photos in this collection is mine only . Cover is also mine π
Everyone has their own journey, their own quest. Some journeys may be long, some short, but all have meaning,and purpose.
The dead are walking. That statement may sound shocking to others, but to Nevaeh "Baby" Winchester, it's just another messed up day in her crazy life.SUPERNATURAL/THE WALKING DEAD.Co.WrittenMhxirii
"A Rose Has Thorns" is a powerful and evocative poem set in South Africa, exploring the duality of beauty and pain, love and hardship. The poem uses the metaphor of a rose-symbolizing something beautiful, delicate, and cherished-to represent both the potential and the struggles found within the South African experience.In this poem, the rose's thorns signify the challenges and adversities that accompany life's most precious things, be it love, freedom, or identity. The poet weaves a narrative that reflects the complexity of relationships, the tension between hope and despair, and the resilience needed to navigate the harsh realities of life in South Africa.The imagery of the rose with its sharp thorns mirrors the social, cultural, and historical struggles that South Africans face, acknowledging that beauty and pain are often intertwined. The poem's tone is both tender and raw, capturing the bittersweet nature of the human experience in a land rich with history and emotion.Through "A Rose Has Thorns," the poet invites readers to reflect on the paradoxes of life-how the very things that bring us joy and love can also bring us pain and challenge, much like the beautiful yet thorny rose.
SAFE&SOUND| βnever saw one without the other, did you?β Since birth, Hope knew she was different from everyone else, adopted, to seeing those who weren't there and being able sense danger. Hope just didn't expect to be the daughter of the most powerful and oldest supernatural beings in the world. { TW X TO }
"As I sit down to share my poetry with the world, I am filled with a mix of emotions - excitement, nervousness, and a sense of vulnerability. For in these pages, I bare my soul, sharing the deepest, most intimate moments of my life. Moments that shaped me, scarred me, and ultimately made me the person I am today.My poetry is a journey through the ups and downs of life, love, and loss. It's a reflection of my struggles with darkness and my search for light. It's a testament to the human spirit's capacity to feel, to love, and to persevere.In these words, I share my fears, my dreams, and my passions. I share the whispers of my heart, the screams of my soul, and the tears that have fallen like rain. I share my story, not because it's unique, but because it's universal. Because in the depths of our struggles, we find common ground. Because in the darkness, we find the strength to carry on.This collection is a piece of me, a piece of my soul. It's a reminder that we're not alone in our struggles, that we're not alone in our triumphs. It's a reminder that our stories matter, that our voices need to be heard.So, dear reader, I invite you to join me on this journey. Let's walk together through the shadows and the light. Let's find solace in each other's words, and let's emerge stronger, wiser, and more compassionate on the other side."
Look. At. The. Title. Sorry if it turns into ranting at some points.
A book of faceclaims from different time periods which I did mostly for my benefit.