Cactus Stories

𝕸𝖞 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝕵𝖆𝖘𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝕴'𝖒 16 𝖞𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝕴 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖜𝖔 𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝕱𝖎𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖂𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗. 𝕴 𝖆𝖑𝖘𝖔 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖆 𝖘𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗, 𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝕴𝖗𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖆𝖑𝖘𝖔 𝖇𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖜𝖔 𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘 𝖆𝖘 𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑. 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖆𝖞 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖊𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖞 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖍𝖔𝖜 𝖎𝖙 𝖌𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝖘𝖔 𝕴 𝖍𝖔𝖕𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞 𝖔𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉.

🏆WINNER OF WILD WEST POEM COMPETITION🏆 As the moon shining bright above the sky, a journey should be on his way. When the wind blow like a howling ghost, do not fright. As the tumbleweed rolling across the desert, something looking into the night. This short book, contain a Poem based on prompt that given for Competition in order to celebrate Halloween 🎃

Before the events of Garden Warfare 1. As tensions rise between plants and zombies, Doctor Zomboss begins to take shape-one powerful enough to change the future of the plants forever. When familiar defenses are no longer enough, a small group of plants is forced to step beyond their comfort zones and become something more. Our main plant, Agent Stark, a skilled Peashooter carrying the weight of past battles, finds himself drawn into a mission that will test his strength, his loyalty, and his heart. Alongside new and old allies-Ariadne the Sunflower, Zagger the Chomper, and Splinter the Cactus. Each with their own scars, powers, and secrets-he must face the leader of the zombies to save his home and the rest of the plants from the zombies. PvZ DX is a character-driven, cinematic fanfiction that blends action, humor, emotional growth, and heartfelt bonds. It explores what it means to heal after loss, to trust again, and to stand together when everything is on the line. ⚠️WARNING: I do not mind criticism about my own English. If there's any mistakes, tell me and I'll fix it simply.😅⚠️ *All characters used in this story are owned entirely by the copyright holders. The Iron Sword makes no claim of the ownership and simply makes stories about Plants vs Zombies for fun and entertainment under fair use.*

" what is it you kids say all the time , babe ? bee ? bin ? " " sir , i think you mean bae " " ahh yes that ! i want you kids to write a poem about bae "

Alejandra es una chica de 18 años que no desea pensar en formalizar con nadie. Tuvo suficientes problemas que resolver en su vida, que no desea meter las cuatro otra vez. Un encuentro inesperado con su ex en el Café Lúdico y unos ojos café observándola desde el rincón del local, la llevarán por caminos que nunca había estado y a tener uno de los mejores momentos de su vida. Le saldrán flores al cactus? ¿Se dejará guiar por el amor que siente por él? ¿ Debería un corazón roto volver a confiar en promesas?

c'est l'histoire de 3 amis

A small collection of drawings of our favorite green hero (not Hulk) A quirky Imagining of Spike, from scenes in Creed.

Okay so this is really cringe and really cheesy but hope you enjoy P.S If u don't know what Aac is or u are a hater of aac then don't read this.

How Mary becomes a baddie owo, also its about something real that happened not so long ago<3 Its a bit weird and random but here u go♡

Funny come backs you will remember for ever

Tierney..... I'm so sorry..... It's like 3am and I haven't slept in 2 days....

Fmlfmlfmlfml Okay. This is just a joke okay. Okay. Good. YoU understand. (WARNING: CONTAINS STUPIDNESS, SMUT, MISSPELLED WORDS, YOUTUBERS, WHISKS, MMM'S, THE WORD DADDY A FEW TIMES, ADELE LYRICS, THE LLAMA SONG, MCR LYRICS, TØP LYRICS, DONALD TRUMP, AND JOHN CENA. PLS TAKE CAUTION WHEN READING. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ANY BRAIN CELLS THAT YOU LOSE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.)

This is a collection of short stories that are about places I would like to one day visit, but for now there are all chapters of my imagination. I am the Grl heard around the world! This is actually written for my Great Uncle Atty. Pio Frago to read. We live in two different parts of the world, and this is my way to reach him. It is also a collection of stories I wrote to keep my (virtual ticket) going per se! As a baby, I was personified as the little girl who 'cried' around the world by an airplane passenger in Hawaii. And in a way, I still like to get my 'voice' heard, but now through words in a story and my poetry. So, if you are willing to join me for a 'virtual ride' to a place I call my own, please do. My Grandpa passed away on Aug. 15, 2017.