"Daddy I'm falling for a monster" "He's big and he's bad I love him like mad, Mommy he's the best I ever had" Every year the jocks at Liberty High hold a disgusting competition to prove they are the biggest player - purposefully breaking the hearts of girls for sport. Every year Montgomery De la Cruz takes part. Every year he loses. This year he is determined to win the title, regardless of who he hurts in the process. That is until, he meets Y/N...
Just a story about OG!Cale and his children that he adopted.I got this idea from MilkyMiks from ao3 if you want you can check her out. Scarred Heart, Tiny Hands MilkyMiksthis is the name of her story that I got the idea from.Also this is an AU I thinked when I read MilkyMiks story, I hope you enjoy it! [Reminder: the characters might not be the exact as their Og! selves]
[Закончен!] Пакости, сплетни, интриги и многое другое. Им можно всё. Это тройка самых популярных парней. Джисон даже подумать не мог, что на него положит глаз король школы - сам Ли Минхо. (по мотивам Дрянных девчонок)
Снейп: Какого дьявола ты тут делаешь Малфой ? Драко: Вашу дочь ищу Снейп: Она рожает уже как минут 30 в больничном крыле , бегом к ней придурок пока ты живой Драко: Как рожает ?
Izuku Yagi, a sweet innocent boy who wanted nothing more than to become a hero, but life had other ideas, "Quirkless" the word that changes everything, in this day and age a quirk defines who you are, and if you don't have a quirk, then you're not even considered a person, that one word lead to bullying, neglect and so much more, it hurt poor Izuku, but he ignored it, he wanted to prove everyone wrong... that was until his idol shattered his dreams, and can you imagine the pain he felt, when on the exact same day he found out the person that so effortlessly crushed his dreams was also his father, and can you imagine that that man had the ability to help him become what he wanted to be but because he wanted someone stronger he didn't, could you imagine that? The answer is no, you couldn't, because it would hurt too much, well guess what, that could almost be considered a normal day for Izuku! But alas he continued his life like normal after that, or so you would think, after an incident that left him blind, Izuku wandered around aimlessly trying to find 'home' but he found something way better, he found a home in the forest, and that home held the man known as Madara Uchiha. After nursing Izuku back to full health, he gave Izuku a suggestion, to do something that would make Izuku a true hero, this was the day that Izuku began his road to becoming the new, Madara Uchiha.
I've finally started writing again and I have deleted my earlier books because they sucked and I had no clue how to write when I was younger. This book is a fresh start for me though and I hope you enjoy. (: (book not finished yet)I wasn't raised like most kids. When I was born doctors had to do tests on me because I was walking and talking by the time I was 3 months old. At three years old I was sent to a special school and graduated by the time I was 14. I came home after that and no matter how hard I try I just can't remember anything from the school... not even a single person.After being home and noticing suspicious acts from my family I soon find something out. Something that could change everything.Should I tell my family? Do they already know?
Welcome to the Marvel and Dc universes! All your favorite super heroes and villains are Yandere for you.And they'll all do whatever it takes to make you theirs forever. Good Luck, reader! Your gonna need it...(Requests box now open!)
Т/и не нравился Драко и она с ним не общались но Драко такак очень настоечевый он всё-таки добивается т/ишки
a collection of poems about love, life and sadness⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⋅•⋅but alike the stars, what we havewhat we see, we have let goyou see, the stars that we see right noware a reflection of reality, long ago⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅what if the seais just a puddle ofall the world's forgotten tearsand what if the stars are just our portals to our lovesin passing years⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅you were all of my thick stray eyelashescovered in mascara and tearsfalling from their homelandthough it had been years⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅now I see a beauty in hopeless-that I wish not to definethe will to fix something deemed brokenand then to call that thing mine⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅do not weep for the sunbut for the moon and its phasesdo not weep for the sky as its streams fill your window like tears fill your cheeks, but weep for the stars above this great madnessbecause although through your rose-tinted glasses they are clusters of our magic, in reality, they are thousands of lightyears apart⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅tugging my heartstringsto places I'd not knownin these faded blank pagesI'd for so longcalled home