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"ðð³ð¢ð»ðº? ð¥ð¶ð¯ð¯ð°' 'ð£ð°ð¶ðµ ð€ð³ð¢ð»ðº, ð'ð¥ ðŽð¢ðº ðºð°ð¶'ð³ðŠ ð«ð¶ðŽðµ ð¢ ðµð¢ð¥ ð®ð°ð³ðŠ ðªð¯ðµðŠð³ðŠðŽðµðªð¯', ð¢ ððªð' ð¶ð¯ð±ð³ðŠð¥ðªð€ðµð¢ð£ððŠ." "ððŠðŽðªð¥ðŠðŽ, ðµð©ðŠ ð€ð³ð¢ð»ðªðŠðŽðµ ðžð°ð®ðŠð¯ ð¢ð³ðŠ ðµð©ðŠ ð±ð³ðŠðµðµðªðŠðŽðµ." "ðð¯ð¥ ðª'ð® ð«ð¶ðŽðµ ð¢ ð±ð°ð°ð³ ð£ð¢ðŽðµð¢ð³ð¥ ðµð©ð¢ðµ ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ð±ð³ðŠðµðµðº ðµð©ðªð¯ðšðŽ." --- They would ooze rumours of both you're name, placed with the utterly specific adjectives, 'deranged', 'psychotic', and simply 'sick'. That was what you were known for, context or not. It was a simple way of living. Within the red-dirt town of Sandrange, with little entertainment and a harbour of saloon-goers in need of any form of amusement, this made you a target whether you liked it or not. Although, not unfamiliar with the wording, it's both the eyes of their burning scowls and the words that spit like fire from their tongue's that become something you can never get used to. So, you never left home. Cacooned in your home for weeks to months on end, all to hide from the town and the prejudice they willingly held, this torturous routine had only been broken by the two knocks on my door, and the call of the Sheriff requesting to come inside. ---Lengkap
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ÊáŽáŽ'ÊᎠÒÊɪáŽÉŽáŽ s ᎡáŽÉŽáŽáŽáŽ ÊáŽáŽ áŽáŽ ᎠáŽáŽ¡ÉŽÊáŽáŽáŽ áŽÉªÉŽÉªáŽáŽáŽáŽáŽ, ɪᎠáŽÊᎡáŽÊs áŽáŽÊáŽs áŽÉŽáŽ áŽáŽÊÊs áŽáŽáŽáŽs, áŽÉŽáŽ áŽáŽÊáŽs áŽÊáŽáŽáŽ sáŽÊáŽáŽÊ sáŽÊáŽáŽáŽáŽs áŽÊÊ áŽÊᎠáŽÉªáŽáŽ! ɪᎠᎡáŽs ᎠÒáŽÊÉ¢áŽáŽáŽáŽÉŽ ᎡáŽÊsɪáŽáŽ ÊáŽáŽÊs áŽÉ¢áŽ, sᎠÊáŽáŽ ᎠáŽáŽ¡ÉŽÊáŽáŽáŽ ɪáŽ. áŽáŽ sáŽáŽ ÉªÒ ÉªáŽ sáŽÉªÊÊ áŽ¡áŽÊáŽs ÊɪáŽáŽ ɪᎠᎠɪᎠÊáŽáŽÊs áŽÉ¢áŽ. ÊɪáŽáŽÊᎠᎠɪᎠÊáŽáŽ áŽÉŽáŽáŽ¡ áŽÊɪs ÊɪáŽáŽÊᎠáŽÊáŽÉ¢ÊáŽáŽ ᎡáŽs ɢɪᎠáŽÉŽ áŽÉŽ áŽáŽÊsáŽÉŽáŽÊɪáŽÊ, ᎡÊáŽÉŽáŽáŽ áŽÊ ÊáŽáŽ áŽÊáŽÊ áŽÊ áŽáŽÊᎠáŽáŽ ÊɪáŽ, ÊᎠáŽÉŽsᎡáŽÊs ÊáŽáŽ ÊɪɢÊᎠáŽÒáŽáŽÊ, ÊáŽáŽ ÉŽáŽáŽ áŽÊ ÉŽáŽáŽÉªáŽáŽáŽ . ÊáŽáŽ ᎡÊáŽÉŽáŽáŽ áŽÊ ÊáŽáŽ'ÊᎠɎáŽáŽ áŽsɪɎɢ ÊáŽáŽ'ÊᎠáŽáŽ ÊáŽáŽ ÒáŽáŽÊ ÊɪáŽáŽ ÊáŽÉªÉŽÉ¢ ᎡáŽáŽáŽÊáŽáŽ , ᎡÊáŽÉŽáŽáŽ áŽÊ ÊáŽáŽ'ÊᎠᎡáŽÊáŽÉªÉŽÉ¢ ÊáŽáŽ sáŽÉªÊÊ ÒáŽáŽÊ ᎡáŽáŽáŽÊáŽáŽ . áŽÉªÉŽÉªáŽáŽáŽáŽáŽ Êɪs áŽÊᎡáŽÊs áŽÊáŽÊᎠáŽáŽáŽÉªÉŽÉ¢ sáŽÊᎠÊáŽáŽ'ÊᎠɎáŽáŽ ÊáŽÊáŽáŽáŽ , ᎠáŽáŽÉªÉŽÉ¢ sáŽáŽáŽáŽÉŽáŽ? áŽÊáŽÊ ɢᎠáŽÉªssɪɎɢ, ÊáŽÉŽÉ¢ÉªÉŽÉ¢ áŽáŽáŽ ᎡɪáŽÊ ÊáŽáŽ'ÊᎠÒÊɪáŽÉŽáŽ s ɪɎsáŽáŽáŽáŽ áŽÒ ÊɪáŽ? áŽÉªssɪɎɢ... ððð'ðð ðžð» ðð ðððð â ïžðŸðšð¹ðµð°ðµð®â ïž: ðºðððð ðððð ð, ðºððððððð, ððððð, ð³ðððð. ðšðð ðð ðððð ðððð, ðð ððð'ðð ððð ððððððððððð ð ð ððð ððððððð ðððð ððð ðððð STARTED: May 5th ENDED: August 28thLengkap
My One-shots
People! This is the book about my ships. Please correct my mistakes. Thank you ! The fandom will not be related, so I'm sorry not sorry. X WARNING X THIS BOOK IS NOT MEANT FOR SHORT TERM READING, SO PLEASE BE AWARE IF YOU GET ADDICTED TO MORE STORIES. (Totally not from self experience)Lengkap
~Haikyuu Rare Pair One Shots~
SLOW UPDATES Just random ideas I come up with. Ship requests: CLOSED (for now)! (Letter and ship, no plot required) WARNING WITH REQUESTS! I WON'T USE ALL OF THE REQUESTS I GET!!! DON'T FEEL UPSET IF I DON'T USE YOUR REQUEST! (AU) = Do I need to explain? (Tell me the AU you want) (A) = Angst (F) = Fluff (SF) = Songfic No lemonsLengkap
Kim Dokja X Sooyoung:Love Arc
âš Follow for updates and support! ð I love hearing your thoughts.Criticism and suggestions are always welcome. I always read every comment, so don't be shy! Help me improve my English and storytelling.
Klance meets Solangelo
Hello Paladins. And fellow demigods. Quick warning, slow updates. But I'll try my best.Lengkap
Jujutsu Kaisen One Shots
I do all ships, you guys can ask and I'll write, this will be for fun and so that I can take a break from super long stories and do something simple, the emojis tell you what's going to be in the story. This will always be on completed, so that one day that I stop, it will not stay on uncomplete even when they're so many. More Will Be Added As We Go On: ð· - Soulmate Oneshot ð - Enemies to Lovers ð - Force Proximity ðŠ - Regular Relationship Get Together ð - Friends to Lovers ð« - Founded Family ð - Break Up â€ïžâ𩹠- Second Chance â³ - Slow Burn ðâ⬠- Cute Relationship Fluff ð - Fake Dating ð¥- Angst ð - Fantasy ð - Sci-Fi ð©ž - Horror ð - Mystery 𥰠-Romance ð- Historical Fiction âïž - Literary Fiction âïž - PoetryLengkap
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ððªðŽ ðŠðºðŠððªð¯ðŠð³ ðµð¢ðªð¯ðµðŽ ð€ðð°ðµð©ðªð¯ðš ð±ð¶ð³ðŠ ð°ð§ ð€ð°ðð°ð¶ð³, ð¢ ð³ðŠð®ðªð¯ð¥ðŠð³ ð°ð§ ð©ðªðŽ ðŠð¹ðªðŽðµðŠð¯ð€ðŠ. ððŽ ðªð§ ð©ðªðŽ ðŽð€ðŠð¯ðµ ð¢ðð°ð¯ðŠ ð¥ð°ðŠðŽð¯'ðµ ðŽðµðªð€ð¬ ðµð° ðºð°ð¶, ð¥ð³ð°ðžð¯ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð°ðžð¯, ð±ð°ðŽðŽðŠðŽðŽðªð·ðŠ ðªð¯ ðªðµðŽ ðŠð®ð£ð³ð¢ð€ðŠ. ððŽ ðªð§ ðºð°ð¶ ðŠð·ðŠð³ ð¯ðŠðŠð¥ðŠð¥ ð¢ ð³ðŠð®ðªð¯ð¥ðŠð³, ðžð©ðŠð¯ ð©ðªðŽ ð¯ð¢ð®ðŠ ðªð¯ð¬ðŽ ðµð©ðŠ ð±ð¢ðšðŠðŽ ð°ð§ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð¯ð°ðµðŠð£ð°ð°ð¬ðŽ, ð©ð¶ð³ð³ðªðŠð¥ððº ðŽð€ð³ð¢ðµð€ð©ðŠð¥ ð°ð¶ðµ ð£ðŠð§ð°ð³ðŠ ð§ð°ð³ðŠðªðšð¯ ðŠðºðŠðŽ ð€ð¢ð¯ ðŽð¶ðŽð±ðŠð€ðµ ðµð©ðŠ ð¯ð¶ð®ð£ðŠð³ ð°ð§ ðµðªð®ðŠðŽ ðºð°ð¶'ð·ðŠ ðµð¢ðŽðµðŠð¥ ð©ðªðŽ ð¯ð¢ð®ðŠ ð°ð¯ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ððªð±ðŽ. --- A juxtaposition, you were to him. As the teenage world - high school - seemed to collapse under the pressures of social groups and conforming to the image one presented, you were more than one-dimensional than many assumed. You stood in the spotlight that everyone assumed you wanted, whilst he could only linger by the sidelines, a quiet observer to whom you never expected to find such comfort with. Yet the further you sink into the hole of his life, the nuance he had and how eccentric he seemed, would you grow more and more desensitised to the worst he could show, as the horrors of his mind would lay bare by the simple factor of his infatuation. ---Lengkap
"ðð³ð¢ð»ðº? ð¥ð¶ð¯ð¯ð°' 'ð£ð°ð¶ðµ ð€ð³ð¢ð»ðº, ð'ð¥ ðŽð¢ðº ðºð°ð¶'ð³ðŠ ð«ð¶ðŽðµ ð¢ ðµð¢ð¥ ð®ð°ð³ðŠ ðªð¯ðµðŠð³ðŠðŽðµðªð¯', ð¢ ððªð' ð¶ð¯ð±ð³ðŠð¥ðªð€ðµð¢ð£ððŠ." "ððŠðŽðªð¥ðŠðŽ, ðµð©ðŠ ð€ð³ð¢ð»ðªðŠðŽðµ ðžð°ð®ðŠð¯ ð¢ð³ðŠ ðµð©ðŠ ð±ð³ðŠðµðµðªðŠðŽðµ." "ðð¯ð¥ ðª'ð® ð«ð¶ðŽðµ ð¢ ð±ð°ð°ð³ ð£ð¢ðŽðµð¢ð³ð¥ ðµð©ð¢ðµ ðð°ð·ðŠðŽ ð±ð³ðŠðµðµðº ðµð©ðªð¯ðšðŽ." --- They would ooze rumours of both you're name, placed with the utterly specific adjectives, 'deranged', 'psychotic', and simply 'sick'. That was what you were known for, context or not. It was a simple way of living. Within the red-dirt town of Sandrange, with little entertainment and a harbour of saloon-goers in need of any form of amusement, this made you a target whether you liked it or not. Although, not unfamiliar with the wording, it's both the eyes of their burning scowls and the words that spit like fire from their tongue's that become something you can never get used to. So, you never left home. Cacooned in your home for weeks to months on end, all to hide from the town and the prejudice they willingly held, this torturous routine had only been broken by the two knocks on my door, and the call of the Sheriff requesting to come inside. ---
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