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Times have changed, I have a family of my own. A beautiful house and husband. Life is good. So good it allows me to think about this world with Indigenous lens, a proud "red face" and two red, glittery, magic heels once worn by another certain girl traveling the yellow brick road! Bitch, just kidding. 

For reals tho, let's talk about that kid, Childish Gambino. Yeah, THIS IS AMERICA.

It all started for me when I fell in love with his hit, REDBONE. 

Shirtless, mad dancing skills, them funkadelic beats and octaves that hit me deep! I love this guy. He is well educated, a filmmaker, a lyricist, a writer... the list goes on. 

Check out my video's in Chapter 1!All Rights Reserved

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TWO DRUNK F_CKS by catherinethewilliams

Any party I go to, the plan has always been the same thing. Drink, get high, dance, make my friends stop me from doing something crazy like stripping in public, the list goes on. With my rusty red hair, I easily made the creatures with dicks flock all over me like I was their mama duck. In that area, there were three Fs I followed strictly by. Flirt. Fuck. Flee. Simple. Despite my friends never hesitated to name me an alcoholic, I made sure not to drink too much so that the moment dawn reached, I was gone. So they wouldn't have the opportunity to either want more, or beat me into leaving first. I cringed at the first one, and was terrified of the second. I hated being left alone so I did it to others. So tell me how on earth in all my twenty-seven years of being on this earth, I woke up with a stranger in my car? The little dimple faced dude from last night's gender reveal party was in here, by my side, and was... AWAKE. With the most disturbingly cynical smile I had ever laid my eyes on. What the hell? And guess what was the first thing he said to me. "Who knew noble-births liked fucking in a parking lot? Nice tits by the way." SLAP! I found my palm on his stunned cheek.

His Little Minx by mafiasmutshit

"I love you like a wife , but fuck you like a whore" He said as his tatted hand tightened around her throat. "I fuck your throat like your pussy and fuck your pussy like your throat . There is no way you are willingly going to divorce me ." "Besides your little tight hole is to good to give up to any other man .....or woman" ____________________ When a 20 year old college (graphic designer) student that comes from a house that sees women as inferior, portraying sexism in her and her mother's daily life, is forced into a marriage to pay her so called father's debt. Nickolai Bravodian, Don of Italian Mafia aka P. B.C (Play Boy of Chicago) has long accepted this marriage as somewhat benificial. What happens when he lies his eyes on Bellatrina for the second time. Will they both succumb to each other's powerful dameanor or will they stay hard headed and make each other's life the worst living nightmare after an unexpected twist.

What is... "Home?" (Hetalia Fanfic, W.A. '13 Finalist) by BookBird1497

Hi, I'm Melina Andrews. Or at least, that's who I thought I was until recent events. I was living with my "dad" until I ran away because he was an abusive drunkard and a bastard, but I'd never gotten the courage to actually leave until I was around 15, almost 16. But after disguising myself as a boy so it would be harder to be recognized by my dad, I enrolled in a private school called Gakuen for a few different reasons. It seemed like the right idea at the time, and while I love it there, I'm taking a lot of risks. I swear, if my new friend Matthew wasn't helping me, I'd have been kicked out a LOOOONG time ago. Things in me have been changing recently (no, I don't mean puberty) and I'm not sure why. And what's this possibility of my being a... country? Cover is by Mew_Mew_Keki, the winner of the 2015 fan art contest! Congratulations, and thank you SO MUCH for drawing such a wonderful cover for me! All my WUVS to you!

The Backpacker's Dream by CanisMajoris5

'No, he didn't'. I was so shocked by the turn of events. Everything was going fine and then suddenly boom, everything turned upside down. I just couldn't believe this. What did he think of himself? 'Leave me alone.' I said firmly but his hold on me was so strong. I was struggling to get out of his bear hold but to no avail. 'Oh!! So, the poor lady thinks that I will leave her alone and just let her go free?' He had that evil laugh and boy, his breath stank. 'Man, you just signed your death warrant and I will do one favour on you.' No one messes with me. 'Ooooh, I am so scared that I almost peed my pants.' Again that idiotic laugh. I counted till 5 and then kicked right in his balls. I turned around and grabbed his hair from roots, jerked them so badly and then gave my hard elbow shot on his chin. Everything happened so fast for one moment he was standing and the other lying on floor wiggling. I charged at him with my cheetah speed, picked up a wooden rod and started hitting him wildly, 'You idiotic stinky breath was trying to steal my backpack. You are so dead.' 'Favour, favour, favour.' He was screaming in pain just after few seconds and was panting hard. I picked my paste from my bag and threw at him, 'Brush your teeth.' I was fuming. I turned around and saw him standing wide-eyed, 'Hi, I am Scarlett.' I smiled showing my 32 teeth. 'I am scared.' His look puzzled me. Starting date- November 5, 2019 Completed on - May 23, 2020 All Rights Reserved.

LOVE'S GAMBLE : The One Sided Melody by yourstruelyJ

Warning: Don't even read it if any of this might disturb you.. Contains: •Verbal abuse •Physical abuse •Mentions of sexual harassment •Kidnapping • violence And many more _______________________________________________ "Leave me," came a low voice. "What did you say?" the man growled, staring directly into her eyes. "Leave me," she repeated, this time a little louder. The man marched over and grabbed her chin harshly. "Listen to me, Mrs. Randhawa. I won't leave you. Unfortunately for you, you're stuck with me for life... and even in the afterlife, if it exists," he said, before releasing her chin. "I AM A BURDEN WHO BRINGS MISFORTUNE! WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND?" the girl shouted, watching the man as he walked away.

The Beauty & The Gangster by MyInvisibleButterfly

As much of a blessing is my beauty is to me, it changed everything when I met a gangster who fell head over heels after our first meeting... **MPreg **Violence **Explicit Content **Boys Love **Hermaphrodite **Disclaimer:** Please be aware that there are malicious websites mirroring Wattpad content. These sites may contain viruses and harmful links that could compromise your device's security. To ensure a safe reading experience, please read the story exclusively on Wattpad. Stay safe and enjoy the journey!

Josh hutcherson's characters one shots by DarkCall7919

A collection of one shots that I wrote and posted on my tumblr account (lefteagleblizzard) after watching some of this movies. All of these are gender neutral reader, unless stated otherwise

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I'll always remember us | ✔️ by author_jxsmine

growing up and growing apart sometimes people who really love you have to leave you for your own good and it's okay to grow apart holding on to things that hurt isn't a wise choice They broke up in college but now are forced into an arranged marriage Will the sparks fly again or........ ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Wrong place, wrong time, wrong people, right man Surrounded with unfortunate events, unfortunate people Those slim waists, slim faces, long hair and long nails Those long legs, large hands, fluffy hair and beaded bracelets They don't belong together last days, best times, red hands and playing fights Social priorities, diwali parties, arm wrestling and life stories That's the closure I needed Searching the crows, you stand tall, stand out Walking out of that building with hurt hands and burnt minds scholar badge, scholar board, Council badges and red coats brown pants,white shirts, black shoes and red ties Sprawling crowds, yellow buses, red rickshaws and black cycles ice cream man, Mother Dairy, white vans and red lights Saw you walking on the footpath with rolled up sleeves with few friends I wouldn't wish I would be there I couldn't wish I could be there Could you be specific who do you like? Blinding lights, goodbyes, Friday promises and exam time White walls, black boards, blue desks and A/C nobs Sweet memories scattered in my head Teardrops all over my bed These are the things I'll never forget And that's the price I paid cover credit: pinterest

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TWO DRUNK F_CKS cover

His Little Minx cover

What is... "Home?" (Hetalia Fanfic, W.A. '13 Finalist) cover

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LOVE'S GAMBLE : The One Sided Melody cover

The Beauty & The Gangster cover

Josh hutcherson's characters one shots cover

I'll always remember us | ✔️ cover

TWO DRUNK F_CKS

Any party I go to, the plan has always been the same thing. Drink, get high, dance, make my friends stop me from doing something crazy like stripping in public, the list goes on. With my rusty red hair, I easily made the creatures with dicks flock all over me like I was their mama duck. In that area, there were three Fs I followed strictly by. Flirt. Fuck. Flee. Simple. Despite my friends never hesitated to name me an alcoholic, I made sure not to drink too much so that the moment dawn reached, I was gone. So they wouldn't have the opportunity to either want more, or beat me into leaving first. I cringed at the first one, and was terrified of the second. I hated being left alone so I did it to others. So tell me how on earth in all my twenty-seven years of being on this earth, I woke up with a stranger in my car? The little dimple faced dude from last night's gender reveal party was in here, by my side, and was... AWAKE. With the most disturbingly cynical smile I had ever laid my eyes on. What the hell? And guess what was the first thing he said to me. "Who knew noble-births liked fucking in a parking lot? Nice tits by the way." SLAP! I found my palm on his stunned cheek.