Fundamental Paper Education Oneshots/Fanfics
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CURRENTLY ON INDEFINITE HIATUS DUE TO LACK OF MOTIVATION
What the title says || Swearing warning I guess
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I'm so fucking bored, currently demanding motivation to hit me like a truck.
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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
ðð±ð®ð»ð²ðŒð±ð®ð ðð·ð°ð®ðµ
ðð¡ðð«ð¢ð¬ð¡ðð ðð§ð ðð¥ à»ê± ðð©ðŠ ð³ðŠð¢ðððº ð¥ðªð¥ ð©ð¢ð·ðŠ ðµð©ðŠ ð£ðŠð¢ð¶ðµðº ð°ð§ ð¢ð¯ ð¢ð¯ðšðŠð. ðð¥ð°ð³ðŠð¥ ðŽðªð¯ð€ðŠ ð£ðªð³ðµð©, ðŽð©ðŠ ðžð¢ðŽ ð¢ððžð¢ðºðŽ ð±ð¢ð®ð±ðŠð³ðŠð¥ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð€ð°ð°ðŠð¥ ð°ð·ðŠð³. ðð¶ðµ, ð¢ð§ðµðŠð³ ðŠð·ðŠð³ðºðµð©ðªð¯ðš ðŽð©ðŠ ð¬ð¯ðŠðž ð¢ð¯ð¥ ðð°ð·ðŠð¥ ðžð¢ðŽ ð¥ðŠðŽðµð³ð°ðºðŠð¥, ðŽð©ðŠ ðžð¢ðŽ ð§ð°ð³ð€ðŠð¥ ð¥ð°ðžð¯ ð¢ ð¥ðªð§ð§ðŠð³ðŠð¯ðµ ð±ð¢ðµð©. ð ð±ð¢ðµð© ðµð©ð¢ðµ ðžð¢ðŽ ð¥ð¢ð¯ðšðŠð³ð°ð¶ðŽ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð¶ð¯ð±ð³ðŠð¥ðªð€ðµð¢ð£ððŠ. ââ§â°â±àŒºð©âŠïžðªàŒ»â±àŒâ§âË. â ðððððððâ ðð©ðªðŽ ð£ð°ð°ð¬ ð®ð¢ðº ð€ð°ð¯ðµð¢ðªð¯ ðµð©ðŠ ð§ð°ððð°ðžðªð¯ðš: ð£ðð°ð°ð¥, ð·ðªð°ððŠð¯ð€ðŠ, ðšð°ð³ðŠ, ðŽðµð¢ðð¬ðªð¯ðš, ðŠðµð€. ððŠð¢ð¥ðŠð³ ððªðŽð€ð³ðŠðŽðµðªð°ð¯ ðªðŽ ðð¥ð·ðªðŽðŠð¥. ââ§â°â±àŒºð©âŠïžðªàŒ»â±àŒâ§âË. ð ð¥ð° ð¯ð°ðµ ð°ðžð¯ ð¢ð¯ðºðµð©ðªð¯ðš ðªð¯ ðµð©ðªðŽ ð£ð°ð°ð¬ ð¶ð¯ððŠðŽðŽ ðŽð¢ðªð¥ ð°ðµð©ðŠð³ðžðªðŽðŠ!! ââ§â°â±àŒºð©âŠïžðªàŒ»â±àŒâ§âË.Lengkap![Jeff The Killer x Male Reader x Ben Drowned [disconnected for now]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/237968011-256-k116490.jpg)
Jeff The Killer x Male Reader x Ben Drowned [disconnected for now]
Read to find out what happeneds~. I'm so very sorry, I lost motivation a long time ago on this. I wish I had it back, just like when I first got on wattpad, I miss it. But if you have any questions, please just message me freelyLengkap
ðžðºððœðŸððŸ ð¿ððŸ ð ððŸðºðœðŸð ð ðºððºðð ððº ððððºðœ
Here y'all gifs: ââð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ð¥ââ âð¥ð¥â¬â¬â¬ð¥ð¥â ð¥ð¥â¬â¬â¬â¬ðð¥ð¥ ð¥â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬ð¥ ð¥â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬ð¥ ð¥â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬ð¥ ð¥â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬ð¥ ð¥â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬ð¥ âð¥â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬ð¥â ðšðšðšðšðšðšðšðš ðšâ¬â¬â¬ðšâ¬â¬â¬ ðšâ¬â¬â¬ðšâ¬â¬â¬ ðšâ¬â¬â¬ðšâ¬â¬â¬ ðšðšðšðšðšðšðšðš ðš ðš I LOVE I LOVE ðš ðšðšðšðšðšðšðšðš ðšðšðšðšðšðšðšðš ðšðšðš ðšðšðš ðšðšðš ðšðšðš âð©ð©ð© âð©ð©â¬ âð©ð©ð© ââðŠââ¬â¬ ââðŠð©â¬â¬ ââðŠââ¬â¬ð§ â¬â¬â¬ðŠâ¬â¬ð¥ â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬ â¬â¬â¬â¬â¬ ââðš ââðšðš â¬â¬ïžðžðžðžðžâ¬â¬ â¬ðžðžðžðžðžðžâ¬ ðžðžðžðžðžðžðžðž ðžð»ð»ð»ð»ð»ð»ðž ðžâ¬ð©ð»ð»ð©â¬ðž ðžð»ð»ð»ð»ð»ð»ðž ðžð»ð»ð¥ð¥ð»ð»ðž ðžð»ð»ð¥ð¥ð»ð»ðž (ïœã»Ïã»') αղժ . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . á á¥á¥±á¥ áðááá:) . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ðŒð£ð . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Thanks ð§ð°ð³ 2.05 readsâ¡â¡ â¬â¬ð«â¬â¬ð«â¬â¬ â¬ð«ð«â¬â¬ð«ð«â¬ ð«ð«ð«ð«ð«ð«ð«ð« ð«ð«ð«ð»ð»ð«ð«ð« ð«ð»â¬ð»ð»â¬ð»ð« ð«â€â¬ð»ð»â¬â€ð« ð«ð«â€ð€ð€â€ð«ð« â¬ð«ð«ð«ð«ð«ð«â¬ Labubu ââ âââ âââââ âââââ âââ âââ ââ âââ âââââ âââââ âââ âââ â¬ð¥â¬â¬â¬â¬ðŠâ¬ â¬ð¥ð¥â¬â¬ðŠâ¬â¬ â¬â¬ð¥ð¥ðŠðŠâ¬â¬ â¬â¬â¬ð¥ð¥â¬â¬â¬ â¬â¬ðŠðŠð¥ð¥â¬â¬ â¬ðŠðŠâ¬â¬ð¥ð¥â¬ ðŠðŠâ¬â¬â¬â¬ð¥ð¥
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ðððð®ðð¢ðð®ð¥ ðð¢ð«ð¥ âž ðð°ð³ð¯ ð°ð¶ðµðŽðªð¥ðŠ ð°ð§ ðµð©ðŠ ðžð¢ðððŽ, ð¢ðð ðŽð©ðŠ ð¬ð¯ðŠðž ðžð¢ðŽ ð©ðŠð³ ððªðµðµððŠ ð¬ðªð¯ðšð¥ð°ð®. ðð¶ð³ðŠ, ðªðµðŽ ð±ð³ð¢ð€ðµðªð€ðŠðŽ ðžðŠð³ðŠ... ð²ð¶ðŠðŽðµðªð°ð¯ð¢ð£ððŠ, ð£ð¶ðµ ðªðµ ðžð¢ðŽ ð©ð°ð®ðŠ. ðð¶ðµ, ðžð©ðŠð¯ ðµðªðµð¢ð¯ðŽ ð¢ðµðµð¢ð€ð¬ðŠð¥, ðŽð©ðŠ ðžð¢ðŽ ð§ð°ð³ð€ðŠð¥ ðµð° ð§ððŠðŠ, ð€ð¢ð¶ðŽðªð¯ðš ð©ðŠð³ ðµð° ððŠð¢ð¥ ð¢ ð±ð¢ðµð© ð°ð§ ð·ðªð°ððŠð¯ð€ðŠ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð°ð£ðŽðŠðŽðŽðªð°ð¯. ââ§â°â±àŒºð©âŠïžðªàŒ»â±àŒâ§âË. â ðððððððâ ðð©ðªðŽ ð£ð°ð°ð¬ ð®ð¢ðº ð€ð°ð¯ðµð¢ðªð¯ ðµð©ðŠ ð§ð°ððð°ðžðªð¯ðš: ð£ðð°ð°ð¥, ðšð°ð³ðŠ, ð·ðªð°ððŠð¯ð€ðŠ, ðŽðµð¢ðð¬ðªð¯ðš, ð¬ðªð¥ð¯ð¢ð±ð±ðªð¯ðš, ðŽð¶ðšðšðŠðŽðµðªð·ðŠ ðµð©ðŠð®ðŠðŽ, ðŽðŠð¹ð¶ð¢ð ð¢ðŽðŽð¢ð¶ððµ, ð±ðŠð¥ð°ð±ð©ðªððªð¢, (ð®ðŠð¯ðµðªð°ð¯ ð°ð§) ð€ð©ðªðð¥ ð®ð¢ð³ð³ðªð¢ðšðŠ, ð€ð¶ððµ ðµð©ðŠð®ðŠðŽ, ðŠðµð€. ððŠð¢ð¥ðŠð³ ððªðŽð€ð³ðŠðŽðµðªð°ð¯ ðªðŽ ðð¥ð·ðªðŽðŠð¥. ââ§â°â±àŒºð©âŠïžðªàŒ»â±àŒâ§âË. ð ð¥ð° ð¯ð°ðµ ð°ðžð¯ ð¢ð¯ðºðµð©ðªð¯ðš ðªð¯ ðµð©ðªðŽ ð£ð°ð°ð¬ ð¶ð¯ððŠðŽðŽ ðŽð¢ðªð¥ ð°ðµð©ðŠð³ðžðªðŽðŠ!! ââ§â°â±àŒºð©âŠïžðªàŒ»â±àŒâ§âË.Lengkap
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO....SO I'MMA JUST POST THIS.
Ask questions. Request stuff. BE ACTIVE. I'm bored as shit and I want to procrastinate homework further. I WANT TO FAIL SO LET'S DO THIS.Lengkap
ðð²ðŒðŒð²ð·ð° ðð²ð®ð¬ð®
ðð¢ð¬ð¬ð¢ð§ð ðð¢ððð à»ê± ðð©ðŠ ðžð¢ðŽð¯'ðµ ð¢ ðŽð±ðŠð€ðªð¢ð ðšðªð³ð. ðð©ðŠð³ðŠ ðžð¢ðŽ ð¯ð°ðµð©ðªð¯ðš ð±ð¢ð³ðµðªð€ð¶ðð¢ð³ððº ðªð¯ðµðŠð³ðŠðŽðµðªð¯ðš ð°ð³ ð§ð¢ð¯ðµð¢ðŽðµðªð€ð¢ð ð¢ð£ð°ð¶ðµ ð©ðŠð³. ðð¯ð¥ ðºðŠðµ, ðŽð©ðŠ ð®ð¢ð¯ð¢ðšðŠð¥ ðµð° ð€ð¢ðµð€ð© ðµð©ðŠ ðŠðºðŠ ð°ð§ ðµð©ðŠ ð¥ðŠð®ð°ð¯ ð¬ðªð¯ðš, ð¢ ð€ð©ð¢ð¯ð€ðŠ ðŠð·ðŠð¯ðµ ðµð©ð¢ðµ ðžð°ð¶ðð¥ ð¢ððµðŠð³ ð©ðŠð³ ððªð§ðŠ ð¢ðŽ ðŽð©ðŠ ð¬ð¯ðŠðž ðªðµ ð§ð°ð³ðŠð·ðŠð³. ââ§â°â±àŒºð©âŠïžðªàŒ»â±àŒâ§âË. â ðððððððâ ðð©ðªðŽ ð£ð°ð°ð¬ ð®ð¢ðº ð€ð°ð¯ðµð¢ðªð¯ ðµð©ðŠ ð§ð°ððð°ðžðªð¯ðš: ð£ðð°ð°ð¥, ð·ðªð°ððŠð¯ð€ðŠ, ðšð°ð³ðŠ, ðŽðµð¢ðð¬ðªð¯ðš, ðŽð¶ðšðšðŠðŽðµðªð·ðŠ ðµð©ðŠð®ðŠðŽ, ðŽðŠð¹ð¶ð¢ð ð¢ðŽðŽð¢ð¶ððµ, ðŠðµð€. ððŠð¢ð¥ðŠð³ ððªðŽð€ð³ðŠðŽðµðªð°ð¯ ðªðŽ ðð¥ð·ðªðŽðŠð¥. ââ§â°â±àŒºð©âŠïžðªàŒ»â±àŒâ§âË. ð ð¥ð° ð¯ð°ðµ ð°ðžð¯ ð¢ð¯ðºðµð©ðªð¯ðš ðªð¯ ðµð©ðªðŽ ð£ð°ð°ð¬ ð¶ð¯ððŠðŽðŽ ðŽð¢ðªð¥ ð°ðµð©ðŠð³ðžðªðŽðŠ!! ââ§â°â±àŒºð©âŠïžðªàŒ»â±àŒâ§âË.Lengkap
ANOTHER BOOK OF BS INSTEAD OF SLEEP
IT'S BACK FUCK E V E R Y T H I N G REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE DAILY PROMPTS FOR Y'ALL WHO COULDN'T TELLLengkap
The Day Runts Took Over(Male ReaderxFem! OC)
(The story I mentioned [and possibly long awaited by some] is finally coming around) "You're too weak to be a fighter, focus on your studies." "You can never become a good driver. It's too taxing on your body." "You're useless." That's all you were ever told, you could never follow your dreams, all because of genetic code. Your siblings always rubbed it in your face, minus your eldest brother, who supported you through and through. Always homeschooled, until you convinced you parents to send you to Hirenell Academy, where you are finally free to do what you please. Or so you thought. Teachers treated you differently, almost like a fragile glass, students avoided you and looked at you with pity, except for some girls here and there, but you knew what they wanted. You hated it That was, until you met her. The one whom shared your pain.
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BNHA/MHA One Shots Scenarios Headcannons
HAS BEEN ORPHANED/ABANDONED? But I'm very tempted to come back to it Just some oneshots/headcannons nothing much really Requests are CLOSED!Lengkap
ððŸð¹ð±ðžð»ð²ð¬ ððžð¿ð®
ðð®ð©ð¡ðšð«ð¢ð ððšð¯ð â¿*:ïœ¥ïŸ ðð©ðŠ ð³ðŠðªð¯ð€ð¢ð³ð¯ð¢ðµðªð°ð¯ ð°ð§ ðµð©ðŠ ððŠð®ð°ð¯ ððð¢ðºðŠð³ðŽ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð¥ðŠð®ð°ð¯ðŽ... ðð©ðŠðº ððªð·ðŠ ðªð¯ ð¢ ðžð°ð³ðð¥ ðŽð¢ð§ðŠ ð§ð³ð°ð® ð¥ðŠð®ð°ð¯ðŽ... ðð°ðžðŠð·ðŠð³... ð /ð ðªðŽ ð¯ðŠð·ðŠð³ ðŽð¢ð§ðŠ ð§ð³ð°ð® ðµð©ðŠ ðºð¢ð¯ð¥ðŠð³ðŠðŽ... ââââââ â¢ã â¡ ã⢠ââââââ ðŒ ðšð©ð€ð§ð® ðð£ ð¬ðððð, ðµð©ðŠ ð³ðŠðªð¯ð€ð¢ð³ð¯ð¢ðµðªð°ð¯ ð°ð§ ðµð©ðŠ ðð¢ðµð¶ð³ðŠ ðð³ðŠð¢ðµð©ðŠð³ ð/ð ð /ð ðªðŽ ð°ð£ðŽðŠðŽðŽðŠð¥ ð°ð·ðŠð³ ð£ðº ð©ðŠð³ ð³ðŠðªð¯ð€ð¢ð³ð¯ð¢ðµðŠð¥ ð§ð³ðªðŠð¯ð¥ðŽ. ââââââ â¢ã â¡ ã⢠ââââââ â ïžðððððððâ ïž ððððš ðšð©ð€ð§ð® ð¢ðð® ðð£ðð¡ðªðð ð©ðð ðð€ð¡ð¡ð€ð¬ðð£ð: ðšð©ðð¡ð ðð£ð, ð€ððšððšðšðð€ð£, ðšððð§ð¥ ð€ððððð©ðš, ðððð©ð, ðð¡ð€ð€ð, ðšðªððððšð©ðð«ð ð©ðð€ðªððð©ðš, ðð©ð. ââââââ â¢ã â¡ ã⢠ââââââ ð ð¥ð° ð¯ð°ðµ ð°ðžð¯ ððð , ð /ð, ð°ð³ ð¢ð¯ðº ð°ð§ ðµð©ðŠ ð±ðªð€ðµð¶ð³ðŠðŽ ðµð©ð¢ðµ ð®ð¢ðº ð£ðŠ ðªð¯ ðµð©ðŠ ðŽðµð°ð³ðº (ð¶ð¯ððŠðŽðŽ ðŽð¢ðªð¥ ð°ðµð©ðŠð³Lengkap
Thoughts In My Head(Freshman Year Pt 1) {COMPLETE}
Hello people, I am SpruceWayne2281/Sir Phillip Yare/SensorialBody63/Nerdface/(whatever name you give me) I have lots of thoughts and instead of hiring a psychiatrist or talking and annoying the crap out of me mum, I want to put it here, for my twelve followers to read. Ps This is the best pic of me, yet!Lengkap
alusion (because the world needed it)
IM BACK BABY!! READER BEWARE: this shit contains stuff I wrote in MIDDLE SCHOOL. Read from the newest updated first, and keep going depending on how desperate you are. God help me.Lengkap
âïžð¶ð·ð¬ðµ ðšð¹ðŽðºâïž | Yandere FPE x Sunshine! Reader
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