Boh Stories

Boh /boh/ noun, Italian slang word 1. Telling someone you either don't know or don't care about the person's question or situation. Commonly used in Italy. "Boh!" "W- what?" Said a confused Peter. "It's my new superpower. It's like I was born to say this word." MJ's intrigued eyes then trailed down to the cute gift bag clutched onto Peter's hand as if he was hiding an engagement ring for her and was about to propose. Not that that's what she had in mind. At the moment. "So... what's in the bag?" She asked curiously. "Oh, uh... boh." Peter shrugged casually. MJ hummed at his cleverness. "Nice." MJ was the type of person to not give a shit about people's business. And discovering the word, "Boh," gave her an advantage to let other people know that. That is if they speak Italian. Or if that person is Peter Parker, who already learned that phrase from the one and only. Although, for a super honest pessimist, MJ would never mean to use the definition of boh when it comes to Peter Parker on her mind.

Una adolescente di nome Madison ( tutti la chiamano Mad)è una ragazza pazza e allo stesso tempo timida, stalker, con tanti sogni nel cassetto, è costretta a trasferirsi con la mamma a Los Angeles, per motivi di lavoro, a lasciare tutti i suoi amici, il suo ragazzo, cambiare stile di vita e scuola... Riuscirà a mantenere i rapporti con il suo ragazzo? Farà nuove amicizie?

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Allora in questa "storia" vi farò delle proposte di storie o di altre cose e se l'idea vi piace nei commenti scriverete se vorreste che porti quella determinata cosa o pure no...

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Čo ? Robí človeka no predsa jeho činy , žiadne slová alebo jeho ego čin robí to čo on urobil pre seba do dobré . #viera 1.miesto : ver si len sám sebe

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〰🗞️ 〰 rimpiazzo aEsThEtIc E sErIoH (neanche tanto) di "Sclero Time" 〰🗞️ 〰 Mi piacerebbe sapere perché siete ancora qui ma oke ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

"You're my rare gem" Valentine Hargreeves -a simple girl (well maybe not that simple)...who had unfortunately fallen in love with a weasley. A twin no better Extract: "FURNUNCULUS" I shouted again at them. Throwing a bunch of hexes their way. How dare they disrespect my aunt? How dare they disrespect me? I'll make them pay. I felt a pull inside me, like a burning hot rod was placed on my stomach forcing me to speak these words. But I liked it, I felt powerful. I threw my head back, feeling some kind of mist take over my body. I saw green. "Avada-" I whispered nasally. *********** I update weekly💖❤ or whenever I'm free Highest rankings #17 in WeasleyFamily #4 georgefanfic #4 boh #10 malfoys #36 rare