Wth Stories

This book is a collection of the thoughts that drift through my mind and the emotions that echo in my heart. Each poem is a moment - sometimes quiet, sometimes loud - shaped by love, loss, hope, and everything in between. These words are pieces of me, written in the moments when silence spoke the loudest. If you've ever felt too much or nothing at all, maybe you'll find yourself in these pages.

have sex but the top is the lady master

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Mah friends can ask for a oneshot to be done and i shall Idk about the smutty smut, nothin serious all for a laugh (cough cough) Thanks Jess Noodle for this travesty Requests n shit cause my imagination only goes so far The weirder the better

Do you absolutely despise Lifetime/Hallmark movies? Are you looking for something hilarious to read? Do you love to make fun of all of the stupid cliches in terrible Christmas movies? Then this is the perfect collection of stories for you, and even if you love those god awful movies, this will be entertaining. People still fall in love in these stories, just saying.

pretty much what the title says. I saw that there are not many of these books so i thought why not make one

I was just walking along my living room then ✨boom✨ I dropped my phone... Bounce, bounce, bounce. IT'S 11 PM WHERE I AM...

omg stop read this is horrible

Tak

some logical shit the roasts inside do not belong to me !!

"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will drag me out of bed at night to do exactly what you feared I might." spinoff / alternate plotline for "send.", a completed sockathan fic also posted on my profile. this fic picks up at the end of the chapter titled "snap". i'd recommend reading up to that point in the previous fic if you plan on reading this one. this idea was inspired entirely by a comment from @Cas_Winchester_67 *sock and jonathan, as well as the animation "welcome to hell", belong entirely to erica wester*

This is a book full of screenshots of my favorite comments or series of comments on any of my books.

Disclaimer: i do not own bleach or any of these amazing characters, well besideds my own, Ryu and maybe other Oc's PS: THIS IS A YOAI!!!! BOY X BOY. PLEASE BE AWARE OF THAT BEFORE READING. AND PLEASE NO HATEFUL COMMENTS. this story is about a boy named Ryu Bakuto. he dosen't know about the Anime bleach, but one day when he was about to watch the frist episode after being puressured to by his friends, he passes out and finds himself in the anime it's self. What will happen to Ryu? Will he find a way home? Does he even want to go home? or will the thrilling adventures be to much for him?

I've decided that I wanted to like write something stupid so yeah- This is the tragic story of how I, Kdhsks Icbdk, had my pigeon sounds ignored and uhmm QUOO QUOO

Welcome to Hell Sockathan reverse AU!!!! I know, there's probably tons of these already, but I haven't seen any yet. So yeah. Pretty self-explanatory. I will update once a week. "Wake up, go to school, homework, go to bed. Wake up, go to school, homework, go to bed. Jonathan’s life seemed to have become a well-oiled machine engineered to do exactly this, over and over again. Honestly, he was sick of it." Cover art is by @cocoraccoon!

Another book. A thousand contemplations. And a million more rants. Best Ranking - #9 on Contemplation, #21 on Contemplations

"Stories of the Moment" are just a bunch of stories that I'll be writing! The stories that I will write will mainly be "x reader". From the anime universe, all the way back to the real world. I will also involve my OC's in these stories, as well as show you other peoples work! I hope you like it, and sorry if it sucks! <<I DO NOT own any anime characters. They belong to their original creators.>> <<I DO NOT own any TV shows seen here. They belong to whoever made them.>> <<I DO NOT own others Wattpad/Quotev/etc. writers work! They rightfully belong to them, and created will be given to them.>> <<I DO NOT own any pictures/music on this story. Unless I say otherwise; they belong to it's rightful owner/creator.>> <<I most definitely DO NOT own you. You own yourself, and that is that.>> <<I DO own my OC, as well as the plot I write for them.>>

With hidden identities, betrayals, and Irish Mafia surrounding every move, our love is complicated. I never thought I'd fall for someone like her. There's something about her feisty spirit and vintage style that has me hooked. But if my fellow gang members find out about her, she'll be a dead woman. I know the rules of the mafia. Eliminate all witnesses and take out any moles.But when I signed for the mole to be eliminated, I didn't know I was approving her execution. I can't bring myself to hurt her, no matter how big a liability she is. Now we stuck together, hiding from both the mafia and the FBI. We both have secrets to keep and are fiercely loyal to our organization and families. Now we must either fight for our love or betray each other to save ourselves?

just my dreams, some freaky, creepy, weird, and unable to be explained.

This is nothing. It is basically a group chat that we publish. That is all. Be warned: we are strange