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THANK YOU SO FREAKING MUCH FOR 1 THOUSAND FOLLOWERS!! I had recently made this poll to decide what I was going to do 1K! 32 people voted for a special drawing! So that's what I did!

She's gone. They're both... gone. "The girl who waited and the last centurion," I tested their nicknames on my lips, hoping to get a small flicker of happiness, but I was only met by the weight on my heart doubling. A tear slipped down my cheek that soon turned into a waterfall. They're gone. Dead. The Doctor is heartbroken, devastated after the death of Amy and Rory. His heart and mind opens to the screams of humans on Earth. One stands out, a little girl screaming, "PAPA". Then I heard it. A young girl screaming "PAPA!," a piercing scream, "PAPA AHH PAPA", louder than all the other cries of children or anyone in the world echoing in my mind. Heartbreaking. Even more than I could feel with two hearts. After walking for five minutes in the uniform tree line, I saw a tall fence surrounding an ominous brown building which somewhat resembled a prison. There were no windows, only wire mesh lining the entire building and hard concrete pillars in between. Surely the girl I'm looking for couldn't be in here? The Doctor uncovers a girl with a dark secret, will the Doctor save her or will she drag him down with her so they both burn. First they had to find Eleven. Now they have to find Twenty Two. A dilemma or difficult circumstance from which there is no escape because of mutually conflicting or dependent conditions. "a catch-22 situation". DISCLAIMER- I do not own the Doctor Who or Stranger Things characters or plot, only my own story. COMPLETED

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This story is a oneshot of Izumomo due to my 1k achievement so far

No more California for _______(Y/N). She'll have to learn how to live in a New Place. With new people. And new emotions. #My cousin was currently writing this but...she quit it. So I'll just try to keep writing it#

If you want comedy and decendants you came to the right place 😊

How to get more followers like I did fast and easy! None of the art is mine but the steps are!

Ngọt văn, có chút ngớ ngẩn =)))

IN WHICH- I write imagines of Nick Austin | discontinued

My friend at school were deadass serious about this 'Zinc and Iron' story after chemistry class. So I made one. Update: Then I had too write more.

"They were dreamers who found out that dreaming is better with two." A quick romance one-shot between two of my original characters. Want to see more cute, short, domestic things? Comment and let me know! Thanks for reading!

Bo nie ma nic lepszego niż pocałunek w blasku księżyca...jego niebieskie oko hipnotycznie przyciągało mnie swym urokiem a głos był ukojeniem na każdą ranę... xxxxxxxxxxx - J-ja wiem że to tylko sen! Wiem że mnie kochasz! - Pff..naprawdę? Po tych wszystkich rzeczach, TY to sobie wmówiłaś? Jesteś jakaś głupia!- To tylko sen, to tylko sen, mówiłam w myślach co było akurat słychać echem, lecz po kilku zdaniach przestałam w to w ogóle wierzyć. - A i jeszcze jedno. Zaczął się zbliżać i po raz kolejny mnie pocałował w jeszcze bardziej bolesny sposób; jego pocałunki są wręcz z piekła rodem. - Przestań żyć snami, wróć do rzeczywistości. Zapraszam gorąco!!! ♥♥ Najwyższe noty: #87 w Moonlight #129 w Moonlight

1k Followers celebratory fanfic. One shot? Series? Who knows. Possible continuation. Art isn't mine

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