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From annoying customers at Matsu's to suave blonde cooks and high-bounty pirates, Airabella's life had completely flipped upside down in a matter of hours. She was used to hectic days in Loguetown, but this fateful 22nd anniversary of Gol D Roger's death is a complete roller coaster. Does she leave home and join the Straw Hats? If so, what happens?

When eighteen-year-old Melissa Valentine moves into a deserted house in the North Carolina mountains, she expects creaky floors, dusty rooms, and maybe a few spiders. What she doesn't expect is a microwave that turns itself on... chores that finish themselves... and a radio that seems to know exactly when she needs background music. At first, the strange happenings are a little creepy. Then they become... convenient. Melissa starts to suspect she might not be living alone. But if there is a ghost in the house, it seems less interested in haunting her and more interested in helping her clean. However, not everything lurking in the mountains is friendly-and the mysterious spirit watching over Melissa might be the only thing standing between her and something far more dangerous. After all, some ghosts haunt houses. This one protects them.

Just some pics of the crew :)

ineffable: something too immense, profound, or sacred to be expressed or described in word. the moodboards are made by me. the photos in them are not. started: july 8, 2026. #1 - cherryred #2 - matcha #3 - goldenhour #3 - valentines #3 - newyear #7 - spring #11 - peach

A poem written some time ago.

This is a project I started just 2 days ago. Now in the place there is a ton of life. Let's see what's in it!

The Legend of a Banana who seeks peace on the land of mystical and strange living things.

"Iwa-chan! I kept my promise!!" Oikawa says with a smile A fluffy IwaOi story for your viewing pleasure :)) Its also my first story so please be patient with me and updating it

Erm guys this is a complete remade of the original grape story so like don't mine mee

More of your poems from the public domain. From the human community. What a concept.

Draco is dying and he's nursed back to health by Apple in St. Mungos. They come out of the experience, friends, but will it turn into something more? Warning, Apple may exhibit human traits. All characters except for Apple belong to JK Rowling. Most impressive rating, 35 in fruit out of 4.8 K stories

It was supposed to be a normal day. Nobody had any idea that by the time that the sun went down, Paris would never be the same. Ladybug had been out of hero work for a month from an accident, and Chat Noir couldn't handle the stress between him and his father. Desperate to save the city, he must try to hunt down Ladybug, wherever she is, even if means revealing his identity. ✿ Updated Every Friday and Tuesday ✿

Tras terminar el instituto Momiji busca una universidad lejos de la familia Soma. A pesar de que lo que realmente quiere hacer es tocar el violín su padre le insta a sacarse la carrera de Empresariales para heredar la empresa familiar. Momiji, sin embargo, lo único que buscará es enamorarse otra vez. Por otra parte Akumi es una niña mimada que viene desde un pequeño pueblo para estudiar en la universidad, allí conocerá a Momiji un chico por el que siente un especial interés.

"Intelligent and imaginative; and strongly supported by the commentary, which is full and carefully researched, the pastiche rewriting of Gawain reads like a cross between Michael Moorcock and Angela Carter: strong, evocative descriptive language and careful use of alliteration keeps the spirit of the original while using a distinctively different narrative style. I like the focus in the stand-off between pagan and Christian elements in the original." - academic review. This short story comprises a creative response to the tale of Sir Gawain and The Green Knight, a medieval romance poem by an anonymous author. Also included is an analysis of that creative response. Both sections comprised one of my submissions for a module at the National Academy of Writing. "The child waited, embowered and leafless but for the green girdle at her waist and the shroud of flaxen hair which lay lithely about her shoulders. High amongst the heart-shaped leaves of the linden tree she let her feet play, as if dabbling in the eddies of the brook frothing and foaming far below the boughs. Over that thundering torrent, which twisted down from the rugged slope, through jutting crags and black jagged outcroppings, falling from cliff edge to valley floor, tinkling bells intoned a visitor’s arrival far beyond the glade."

Bananas and Grapes... divided and at war. Who shall come out on top?

Present for Ocean's birthday (・ω<) enjoy reading ! IN PROGRESS

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