Истории Thisisgonnabefun

Yea... you guys ask questions about me. They don't even have to be serious. Give me some funny one as well lol. Also, lovely cover, right? *insert end of the description* #1 in #learnmoreaboutme #10 in #thisisme

Random stuff I need to get this story out in the world. THERE MAY BE A TINY BIT OF FLUFF! This is the first part of two stories. Trigger warning

umm, well dunno what to tell you other than read with caution, some may be really fucking long, or really fucking short. With this you'll get to know me a bite bit better. How the fuck do you spell bit, yeah b i t not bite what the fuck? anyways enjoy.

Diffident [dif-i-duh nt] adjective 1. lacking confidence in one's own ability, worth, or fitness; timid; shy. 2. restrained or reserved in manner, conduct, etc. They were.... different, to say the least. They would downplay their talent to make way for others, yet go above and beyond what most expected when it came to loyalty and strength. Few friends they had, but those who gained their respect always had a support to lean on. Acquaintances numbered in the double digits, and were always led to believe that they had their trust. Enemies few, though they did not even truly know of their combined hatred. Not one knew what they would do when challenged in the sport they loved.

THIS IS NOT A ROMANCE OK! Alright, this story is another odd one. Imagine a villain. A typical bad guy. You hate them right? They're evil. But what if they weren't. What if really, deep down they didn't want to do what they did. What about those bad guys that never had a choice? Where do they go once they die? Well maybe they don't die. The god of mischief Loki fell into the living room of a house in Truro, Cornwall hours after living a life of treachery, and eventually dying at the hands of his brother, the golden child on the fields of battle. In this house lives a girl. She is old. Much older than him, though they both remain looking like teenagers. But she holds her soul in her eyes and the stars in her hands. She is broken. And Loki, who never got a chance to care before, gives it a try, for the girl who is more destroyed than he ever was. But then he learns. She may be broken, but she isn't fragile.

Thomas has always had developing feelings for a certain boy in the Glade. Turns out, feelings were mutual between the two. When a night of passion leads to days of throwing up, Thomas just assumes he's fighting a flu. He's in for a big surprise when they're rescued by a disguised WCKD branch.

you have an enemy...