Historias de Stitches

"i get lost in the way you move." - Shawn Mendes blurbs & oneshots. Some fluff and some smut. The smut ones are marked with an asterisk, feel free to skip over them (or skip to them if you're like that hahaaa)

The story takes place when the CCG invades the Ghoul Restaurant, only to find a juvenile psychopath that is taken in by a young investigator, Choshi Mari. She isn't really an OC, I just wanted a more personal name that Y/N. Cover: http://img01.deviantart.net/53db/i/2016/217/9/f/juuzou_suzuya_ghoul_by_sekai_mika-dacrmz6.jpg

Chibs is away on business and after a gun sale gone wrong Tig is left to stitch Juice up on his own. Watching the kid shaking like a leaf leaves him feeling out of depth for the first time since becoming the club's Sergeant at arms.

After the son of the Joker burns down a supposedly abandoned buildings, he meets someone that will completely change everything he knows. Nothing will be the same whether for good or bad but you can't change what has happened you can only tell the story and that's just what we are going to do.... Tell a story that has never been told. (Ps. One of the main characters, Stitches and Justin, is a split personality so there the same person but also not the same person.... If that makes sense).

"when people walk away from you, let them go your destiny never led to anyone WHO LEAVES YOU, and it doesn't mean they are bad people, it just means that their part in your story is over." -Tony McCollum Girl meets boy. Boy and girl fall in love. Boy leaves. Does he come back or was he all in her imagination?

Two aspiring musicians meet in Cuba. When they leave, they think it's the last time they see each other. Little did they know, they would meet again. What will happen when they agree to special terms?

"I don't think you understand," She whispered as a single tear fell down her bloody face.

Now I need someone to breathe me back to life. Shawn Mendes Hey! This is my first fanfic and I hope You likey! I wanted it to be different so I put it in Shawn's POV.

she's the definition of pain. it surrounds her. like a mist. yet I can't get her off my mind.

This is for a friend

There's nothing holding me back from making these memes. I know they will treat you better. So please have patience and mercy while reading these wonderful memes

My mind is filled with words and sayings that I wish to scream out to the world. The problem is, I cannot. Start: 11/14/20 Finish: 09/18/22 ©7spades_

Songs with chords on ukulele ~ Okładka od @lucifri

Jeff the killer found a partner in crime she's already a killer he falls in love With her Read a fine out what jeff does! I UPDATE EVERY DAY!!

My poems :)

Arielle Atlantis the girl who is care free and parang wlang problema pero behind those laughs is sadness...

Aphmau + Aaron fan fiction Through the eyes of Aaron Will the stitches help heal his heart ❤️ or end up tearing it apart 💔

In the world of Creepypastas- dive into the story that intertwined many, told from two perspectives... The queen has come of age meaning the rise of a new generation in the Underrealm, But it also means an opportunity for those against "Human-turned" monsters to overthrow the throne. Follow Angel and Hoody, two friends from a past life who's lives have changed course but still intertwine. Angle, the young queen, is soon to be crowned but underlying forces threaten to end her reign before it begins. Hoody and the other Slender Proxies are called out for extra muscle, but are they even strong enough to stop the storm that's coming? The throne is instantly under fire and the death threats and attempts on the king and princess have put strain on the kingdom as a whole. With no leads as to who the leader of the threatening force is, all that can be done is sit back in hopes that the Proxies can find out who it is, or protect the throne. And if neither can be done, Angel can either stand her ground...or run.

"-he deserved it. He shouldn't've hurt her. In fact, he deserved way worse," a voice whispered. I know that voice. I peaked around a willow tree that was blocking my view. The figure was facing away from me, kneeling a little to the left of a small, heart-shaped plaque. He was about five feet away from me. He slowly placed a fresh rose next to one that looked a little older. "I'm sorry for getting in trouble, Syd. I promise everything will be OK. I'll see you tomorrow." He slowly got up and turned towards where I was hiding. His swoopy black hair looked like he had been running his hands through it, and he looked a little sad, like the last time I saw him here. I was so mesmerized by his face, that I didn't realize he had closed the distance between us. He reached for something on the other side of the tree and I did the first thing that came to my mind. RUN. Run like hell.