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＂Ａｎ　ｅｙｅ　ｆｏｒ　ａｎ　ｅｙｅ　ａｎｄ　ｔｈｅ　ｗｏｒｌｄ　ｇｏｅｓ　ｂｌｉｎｄ．＂ ＂Ｗｅ　ｗｏｎ＇ｔ　ｐｕｎｉｓｈ　ａ　ｃｒｉｍｅ　ｗｉｔｈ　ａｎｏｔｈｅｒ　ｃｒｉｍｅ．＂ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ＂Ｉ　ａｍ　ｎｏｔ　ａ　ｄｅｖｉａｎｔ！＂　 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ＂͌ͤ́Ｏ̙̦̜͖̭̓ͅｎ̸̱͓̼̘̜̤̣ͥ̈́ͤ̀̔͋ｅͧ̐̈́̂̃　̰̝͇̞͖͗͆ｅ̹ｒ̛͛̆ͥｒ̺͈̗̰̇̽ͦ̑̒̉͝ｏ̴̬̝̥͇̙ͦͅｒ̋ͣ͌̉̄͏̣̩̳　̠̝͔͆̅̈́̄ͩ̓̚̕ａ̶̫͍̦̣͌̈́͋ͩ͑̔͗ͅͅͅｎ̥͍̌ͣ̒̊̇ｄ̻̲͖͔̖ͨ̆̔͗　͈̦͍̠̤̭̐ͬ͐̔̆ͣ̐Ｉ̥͇̮̪̪̤̫ͣͤ̓ͫ̋̈　̯̺͍͍̖ͮ̿̉̍̐͢ｃ̘́̃ͥͪａ̬̻̋ͨ̔ͫ̿͊ｍ̫̦͖̠̦̏ͧͭ͑ͤ̚ｅ̻̟͓̫̫̽̎ͨ͘　̺̗̠̜͈̄ͤ̀͛̾̋ｔ͓̻̲͈̺̽ͪ̉ｏ̴̤͎̀ͮ　̵̼̹̋̌̉ͮ͑ͥｌ̙̮̖̬̦̹̽̔͞ͅｉｆ̶̜̝̠̹̱̩̉ͪ͑̎̃̔͊ｅ̠̩̫̲̞͚̖̿͆.͈͚͓̩͊ͧ̌̉͗ͪ͘＂̀̈́͛̎ͥ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hi there! Don't mind me, just dumping out all my love for Detroit: Become Human! :D psst... Kara and Markus are mine... fuck off :o :D :3 P.S. no hate ples. dees are mai opinions >~<

Y/N L/N is a 17 year old junior in high school. She is kinda nerdy and an outcast, which makes her a target for bullies. Being interested in music and acting, she's in the Music and Drama Club. Her only friends are all her club members and her club presidents. When five new students attend the school, she makes friends with them. Ages: Felix (Funtime Foxy), 17 Finn (Funtime Freddy), 17 Bennett (Bon Bon), 16 Babs (Baby): 18 (older than Ballora by two months) Ballora: 18 (younger than Babs by two months) Now idk what else to say so... read it? I guess.

Have you ever looked at your hands for a really long time? If not, that's okay, because I have a crumpet. wottpad is mah lyfe Bro Bru Brah Ennit U got nofing Wot u say 2 me? I'm a trained Navy SEAL with 300 confirmed kills. I 360 quick scoped your dad. I don't like things. But, yeh, u wot? U startin? Come on den, come av a fite on me book m8

FITE ME BITCH

all art in dis is by meeee! a lot of them might be bad, I'm mostly used to drawing traditionally instead of digitally. BUT I GUARANTEE PENCIL DRAWINGS WILL BE IN DIS

Yes the cover is a box of froot loops... you got a problem with that?

The rants of a vulgar, opinionated, angry teenager. Here, I will venture through the idiocy of the world, the frustration of our world here, express frustration through gifs (especially Stanley Hudson's sass) and pictures, and be a general i-could't-give-less-of-a-fuck about what anyone could think about me. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK BECAUSE I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF IT OFFENDS YOU!

Rick x reader (sequel to my book code 736: a runner may I suggest you read that book before you read this one?) You ran. Out of all the odds you did it. You ran away from a Rick. You were a rouge, a (y/n) without a need for a rick. A (y/n) shouldn't be so powerful, but nothing has stopped you yet, nor should they, never underestimate the small girls.

IM SICK AND I HATE IT

In which two people are reunited by meeting in their Sophmore dorm. [DISCONTINUED] it slowly turned into a cringe/crack fic :D GOOD LUCK IF YOU WANNA READ THIS SHIT KEKW © poooge & boottae 2017-forever.

Star and Storm usually have pretty bizarre lives, what with always fighting someone, doing weird stuff, putting up with each others weird obsessions and much more, but now they're in for the most bizarre change of their lifetime. They are sent to the world of Fullmetal Alchemist from our modern day Earth and each decide to open up their own place for food/drink. Now the world of Fullmetal Alchemist have to learn to survive with secret mages as Storm runs Phoenix Pyre bar and grill as Star runs Homestead Cafe and Bakery. (I got really bored)

Hey bitches. Before you begin to read this please note that it is for entertainment purposes (no fucking shit). If you do any of the things I complain about, please do not take offense (unless it's so dumb asf shit like then take full fuckin offense and @ me tbh lets scrap). Everyone is different and everyone enjoys different concepts and ideas. If cursing offends you don't continue, although J hope you figured that shit out for yourself).

Dis will consist of every animatronic except the withereds, phantoms and nightmares. The FNAC (Five Nights at Candy's) will be included as well :3 plus this will be gender neutral.