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So I kind of got this idea from TheShipMaster1 and their story Ahsoka and Plo - Oneshots. Please go check that out if you haven't. It's super good. So this is basically just Ahsoka going through the clone wars if she were Plo Koon's Padawan.

Was it really a dream, or could it be something much, much more? Yes, this is a true OTGW (and infinite eyerolls) fanfic XD Try it out, see if you like it. If you do, keep reading, vote, and comment!! If you don't... Then sorry, I'm not a wizard, I can't make everyone happy C: Basic summary: When the two brothers finally travel back to where it all started, they end up discovering truths about the Unknown, and even some about their own home.

Just some of my thoughts

This is all the Over the Garden Wall songs. I hope you enjoy, and thanks for reading. All the credit goes to Patrick McHale.

"That's none of your business." "So what are we gonna do then...?" "Except being total assholes to eachother?" For a school project, Robyn Hill has to work together with Blake Moore, a guy she can't stand. When things tend to get better, his secrets cause problems. Eventually she has to do him a favor that will turn her life upside down.

Wattpad is just infiltrated with cliche's and cheesy shit, so here's a book where you get the pleasure of reading my bitchy complaints about them (: I also request topics if you want.

Down deep in the midst of mystery and wonder lies a place few have seen. A place where frogs sing reveries of beauty and lost pilgrims. A place where children go to play and wayward souls go to wander. A mysterious place, called the Unknown. Where long-forgotten wishes wipe away canon endings and bring forth better, darker and more emotional adventures than ever before.

The best story ever.

It's been almost a year since Greg and Wirt returned home from the Unknown. She too was returned to her family, successfully turning everyone back to humans. It's been almost a year and she hasn't stopped thinking about a certain boy who once wore a red cone on his head. And she was going to do something about it. (Also on Fanfiction.net) [UPDATE 3/3017: WILL BE WORKED ON AGAIN. LINK TO NEW STORY IS ON THE LAST CHAPTER!]

This book is about all the things we hate, our pet peeves and things that annoy us to no end. There will obviously be slightly explicit language, so don't read if it will cause offence. There are two writers on this book, and we will make clear who is writing and who isn't. Have fun reading, and if you have a pet peeve, tell us and we will write about it.

A book with a little a bit of everything⁂ Btw.... I can't control some of the stuff i write so if you see something dumb. . . ʲᵘˢᵗ ʳᵒˡˡ ʷⁱᵗʰ ⁱᵗ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Everything, and I do mean everything. ©fxkmattyhealy

I'll say this once. I'll say this twice. I'll say this a million times if I have to. You do not want to be a book character. And I hear the whiny voice of an annoying person asking, why? I'll give you the answer. Maybe it's not so bad for the other sectors but when you're the main character in a book exploding with clichés and written by a writer with an empty space for a brain, let me tell you this one thing. It straight up sucks. Welcome to my life. Cue explosion sounds in the background that represent my life. And yes, I am that dramatic.

Seriously, it's 2017, it's starting to get real irritating when I see women body shaming each other..........

seventeen year old Harry is a spoilt brat from multi-billionaire parents Mr and Mrs Washington. His parents are tired of is attitude and so send him into boarding school for his high school education. Then Harry gets abducted

I just hate it when human beings annoy me. It sucks when it is petty stuff that you can't tell anyone as well. Big debates or petty arguments, all my rants will be typed up into here.

It's been almost a year since Greg and Wirt returned home from the Unknown. She, too, was returned to her family and had successfully turned everyone back to humans. It's been almost a year and she hasn't stopped thinking about a certain boy who once wore a red cone on his head. And she was going to do something about it.

⚠HUGE WARNING TO WHOEVER READS THIS!!!⚠ THIS IS T.R.A.S.H!! THE HOLIEST OF THE HOLY WOULD CUSS AND HAVE A HEART ATTACK!! Sorry about that, but just know, if somebody has a heart attack from this book then.... IT WASNT ME!! nOW on to the story.... °~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~° He nodded his head in understanding, "Was that you singing Family Guy's theme song or was it a dying camel? " he joked. I scoffed, "Are you trying to say I can't sing? " He presses a hand on his chest, his delicious, muscular, toned chest, where his heart is, feigning innocence, "Who? Me? Never." If only I had something to throw at this guy. It isn't as if I haven't heard that one already. "I sound like a sexy hyena. Not a camel you asshat." I restated his statement and he guffawed. This asshat. "You're funny, you know that? " he inquired after his laughing fit. "I know. I'm just so awesome. " I boasted, brushing imaginary lint from my shoulders. "I bet you had a lot of friends at your old school." "Heh, I wasn't popular. " I say and he stares at me in disbelief. "Really now? How could that be possible? You've got the looks and the attitude. " I'll take that as a compliment. P.S :- Does this count as a blurb??? P.P.S :- I'm praying for your health. And for god to give you strength Most Impressive Ranking #178 - Awkward Other Rankings #288 - Sarcasm #675 - Firststory #81 -Fransiscolachowski #3 - Eyerolls

La balle me touche violemment dans l'épaule et je m'écrase au sol. J'entends déjà Louis courir vers moi. - " Bah putain, tu fais pas du football pour rien toi. Allez arrête de simuler Dixon" Je me relève difficilement et lui montre mon majeur, je me dirige vers les vestiaires, m'attendant à ce qu'ils soient vides je ne fais pas attention. Après 2 minutes je me retourne afin d'utiliser le miroir et c'est à ce moment que je remarque une blonde. -" C'est toi Sasha ?" me demande-t-elle. J'affirme -" Tu veux quoi ?" -" T'es sensé me montrer l'école je suis nouvelle." Je laisse échapper un petit rire, pas que ça à faire moi. Je lui souris, montre le vestiaire d'un geste de mains et lui dit - " Voici les vestiaires, tu t'en sortiras solo pour le reste" Sur ces mots je quitte les vestiaires.