Unexpectedly created this during my free time, and also the fact that I'm in love with the series! Just wanted to publish this, very unsure if I wanna continue it later down the line but here we go...Synopsis:Our household favorite introvert rock n' roll chick ( Gotou Hitori ) was at a fine place in her life. She has a band who are also her friends, she's making progress in creating more friendships in school. And she was always improving her guitar skillset at a steady pace! She never would've thought that her life would ever reach this point but she's at her most happiest right now, and believes that things will get better from here on out!However, much to her dismay ( soon to be delight ), a new transferee student waltzed into her class and was now seated next to her, thereby, making him her seatmate and vice versa. The boy was the complete opposite of her. Extrovert energy that could shake up the gods, charming personality that could enrapture girls' hearts, and sheer confidence that towers above her non-existent one.To the readers, this will be a love story.To introverts like Bocchi however? This might just turn into a horror.
what is this? why do I exist? why did I write this? well....I don't know either I was BORED!
THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH BNHA I JUST NEEDED A COVER LAMSJSJSN this is really just a story I had to do for school but I really like it, so here it is.
Marinette Dupain-Cheng is done. Done with the lies, done with Hawkmoth, done with her class, done with being forced to react instead of taking action- enough is enough. Marinette rededicates herself, focusing on her duties as Guardian, Ladybug, and a student, working hard to tie up loose ends. When Ladybug defeats Hawkmoth, she feels the weight of the world lift off her shoulders. Free to leave Paris and her class behind, applies to a new school. Her parents hugged her when they got the call. The Dupain-Cheng's waste no time, they pack their bags, lease the bakery, and move to Gotham, New Jersey. There, Marinette gets a fresh start in a new school. Marinette can be who she wants to be without worrying about lying bullies... But it wouldn't hurt to be careful- would it? The Parisian holds everyone at arm's length, not worrying about swaggering, haughty classmates as she focuses on keeping her head down- until she meets Damian Wayne. Damian Wayne is not jealous of the smart, likable, reserved- but still excitable Parisian that he shares almost every class with. He isn't. He refuses to deal with such a naïve and substanceless girl- until she corrects him in class. Damian gets payback, correcting her as he sees fit. He refuses to lose to such an unworthy opponent. She will not win. Marinette is more than prepared to stand her ground.
A collection of poems, many of which focus on mental illnesses from my personal experience. Thanks to newtonx3x who helped inspire most of these.
"it hurts like hell to be torn apartand it hurts like hell to be thrown around"
A collection of Danganronpa Another and Super Danganronpa Another 2 x reader scenarios and imagines from my Tumblr. I'm not sure if I'll take requests on Wattpad, but requests are currently closed anyway.
A young boy hurts for his older friend and pays the price for misplaced loyalty.
What happens when life doesn't go how you would think? What happens when you find out that you are actually a faerie, and not just any faerie, but a faerie princess destined to save or sink the whole of a magic rhealm. It would be a big shock wouldn't it. I will just answer that for you. YES. It would. And this is where I stand. Who I am is who I was born to be; a faerie princess who was destined to save the world as we now know it. I would tell you the outcome of this tale, but you'll have to read on to find out. I am Willow Thorne, and this is my story. ..At this moment, my body let off millions of tendrils of light. Some fell to the floor, but the brightest of them wrapped around me and I played with them in my hands. I caught each one and, like a ribbon, danced in the air with it around my waist until the light gracefully twirled and extended down my arms. The light swirled down my arms and finally reached my palm. The tendrils then streamed down to the floor like the last sparks of a firework, and absorbed into the floor. I floated down to the ground and lightly touched my feet to the scorched ground. I reached behind me and felt the pearly, shimmering wings that had formed at my back. I pulled the tip of one into my eyesight and saw that each wing was a deep, clear blue with a light blue iridescent sheen. Talking to my wings,...yeah. I know it's weird. I said "It's nice to have you back my sweets"...Follow Willow in her life of surprises, suspense, and a tweak of romance and see where her story will lead. Where will she end up, and will she become who she was born to be? Or will she run from her fate and bring the people she was born to protect to their demise?
A Cristiano Ronaldo Jr fanfic ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A tale of Enemies to lovers