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Mia Carter is the new social media manager for 5sos, and she was not prepared for Calum Hood. Between tour chaos, constant arguments, and too many late night moments they pretend didn't mean anything things start to blur fast. What begins as tension turns into something messier and impossible to ignore especially when fans are watching every second of it unfold online. Tour life. Bad decisions. And a relationship that was never supposed to happen.

What if Aang had died the night he ran away? ☆ In a last-ditch effort to continue the cycle, the previous avatars who embodied Aang while in the avatar state made the decision: pull the plug. Aang drowns with Appa and both the airbenders and sky bison have officially gone extinct. And, as far as the world knows, so has the avatar. But the cycle continues. The next water and earth avatars had done their best in secret, but it wasn't enough to feign off the war and sacrificed themselves in order to continue the avatar spirit. The next avatar in rotation belongs to the fire nation, and who better to give the powers of the spirits and all the elements to than the son of a tyrant? Read as the Avatar, Prince Zuko struggles to define his choices, his relationships, and himself. ☆ CREDITS TO: THE WRITERS OF AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER; THE OFFICIAL ARTISTS OF AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER; THE MANY, MANY PEOPLE WHO HAVE THOUGHT OF THIS BEFORE ME. THE COVER ART IS !NOT MINE! AND BELONGS TO THE OFFICIAL A:TLA ARISTS.

Stories and prompt fanfics (usually from Tumblr), as well as fanfic oneshots (with some Cobra Kai thrown in). ******************* 'Yeah. I've said it before, and I'll say it again. Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.' ~Ferris Bueller in Ferris Bueller's Day Off

Renaming this because I don't have enough willpower to make a completely separate book. This is now filled with rants and other daily News.

there's nothing remarkable about working the tonic bar at erewhon. you blend overpriced smoothies, memorize regulars' orders, and count down the minutes until closing. then one customer keeps coming back. what starts as late-night blue majik smoothies and awkward conversations slowly turns into something neither of you was expecting-a friendship built between closing shifts, studio sessions, and the quiet moments that happen after everyone else has gone home. sometimes the smallest routines end up changing everything. 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 ⎯ 07/2/26

art/sketches ifound on Instagram, Tumblr, twitter/x ect. posting whenever i feel like it

One girl. One summer. One guy with one mission. Copyright 2015. kxngjustin WARNING: MATURE LANGUAGE SEXUAL/CONTENT.

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❝she analysed everything like art.❞

Have you ever found someone who makes you forget what life was like without them? When Olivia stumbles across a peculiar boy all alone on the streets in the dark of the night, she can't help but take pity; allowing him to stay with her in her empty apartment. She expects a troubled boy but gets just a little bit more than she bargained for.

This is a repost of already written story wander boy here on Wattpad!!!!! The author is poptod on ao3 Summary Based off this Tumblr text post by s4mm4n: God I miss the days when you could show up to a strangers farm and he'd say "Whats your name, boy?" and you'd take off your hat and hold it to your chest to better let him see your face and reply "Why I aint got one sir, on account of my mammy passed on before she could give me one" and he'd tell you he's real damn sorry to hear that and ask what he can do for you and you'd tell him that you can't read nor even write neither but you're mighty good with horses and can mend them fallen fence posts what you saw on your way in and won't ask for nothing much more than a hot meal and a warm barn to sleep in and he'd keep his wife and daughters inside but send his boy who aint for married even though his mama tells him he needs a woman out with a lantern and some stew at night and the two of you'd get to talking and he'd throw you his flask to take a swig from and watch you drinking from it while he leant against the door frame and when he finally got called back on up to the house again he'd take a sip from it too real slow-like like it weren't the whiskey what he were tryna savor WARNING: Halfway through this story, it becomes about family loss and tuberculosis.

Turns out, there was something far scarier than the Krauts hiding with them in the woods. OR While stuck in the woods of Bastogne, half-starved and exhausted, Joe Liebgott and the men of Easy Company come to realize that their combat medic, who they like to call an angel for fun, may indeed be more divine than they expected. - ⊹₊˚‧ joe liebgott x combat medic!reader. ⊹₊˚‧ one shot. ⊹₊˚‧ supernatural elements. ⊹₊˚‧ inspired by yellowjackets. ⊹₊˚‧ no use of y/n for reader. ⊹₊˚‧ english isn't my first language. ⊹₊˚‧ originally posted on tumblr.

"love is a game of tic-tac-toe constantly waiting for the next x and o" This book consists of poems about life, love & pain. We all experience different things in our lives. We all met different people that changed our lives. We are all different. But somehow, we can relate to each other - because of what we've experienced and maybe the way we felt about it. We are society. We make society. We are the ones who give the meaning of society. • NOTE: This is a collection of poems made by the author. Some poems are NOT based on her experiences but based on STORIES that she has read. #893 in Poetry

sup it's Ur Fav Gay™ doodles, poems, thoughts on stuff and basically me trying to be Artsy And Cool

Alex is just your average emo/tumblr teen...who just so happened to run away and have a rather difficult past. She loves all music, mostly metal, emo, and post hardcore music. She doesnt make friends often do to the fact she is always moving towns but, this time she feels she doesn't want to run away. She fell in love with San Diego and she fell in love with...

Hotel rooms, locked doors, cameras, men, money, servitude and death. This is Olivia's life now. Unless she can escape her captors and free her child of the same fate as she has suffered. But is an escape even possible? Can she make it out with her newborn baby? Will they survive? Will Olivia ever again experience true liberty?

"𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧.... 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐞 𝐠𝐨?" "𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞" 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝟐𝟎. 𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐀, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐓𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐫, 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬? 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭? 𝐎𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠?

More memories. More lessons. More stories. Just more of life, in general. • A collection of short stories • [2011-2017]

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