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Bad Touch Baby! END
You’ve always been viewed as responsible…because you weren’t as much a dumkopf as your fathers but you could definitely be a wild one. You just needed to be provoked. You were the bad touch baby of course!
DATE NIGHT & INTERUPTIONS
You smiled to yourself as your father’s arrived to take care of Marcos for the night.
“MOM! I don’t want to be with those idiots! Last time they babysat me I had to tuck THEM in!” your son whined as you ruffled his hair.
“They need you to be their hero, kiddo!” you smiled.
“OH MY GOD! You’re right! Don’t worry idiots your hero is coming
TnM- Mi decision...5.La pelirroja no podía creerlo, o bien ella estaba tomando por primera vez el control de su vida, de sus deseos... O tal vez Jackson ya esté siendo más debil...
Ella había conseguido algo increíble, y es que era mucho para aquella chica cuya vida había sido controlada y decidida desde que nació.
Ya con una enorme sonrisa llena de felicidad, decidió que tomaría el control de su vida, y que diria lo que pensaba... ¿Fue a caso eso un error?
Pasaron semanas, semanas en las que Marie trabajaba, reía, disfrutaba... Y aunque Jackson la hubiera estado controlando desde que
Pray for IrelandIreland is an island located north west of Europe.
It’s separated from the neighboring island of Great Britain by the Irish Sea
and the North Channel in the east.
To the west is the northern Atlantic Ocean and to the south is the Celtic Sea.
Politically, Ireland is split into two nations:
The Republic of Ireland
Northern Ireland, (Part of the United Kingdom).
The population of the Republic of Ireland is over 4 million.
Dublin is the capital.
Ireland is the 3rd largest island in Europe and the 20th largest island on Earth.
It is often called the Emerald Isle due to its lush vegetation.
The illuminated manuscript the Book of
Pray for EnglandEngland is part of the United Kingdom and makes up the central/southern part of Great Britain.
It is bordered by Scotland in the north and Wales in the west, the Irish Sea in the north west the Celtic Sea
in the south west, the North Sea in the east and the English Channel in the south.
The country includes over 100 smaller islands including the Portsea Island,
the Isles of Scilly, the Isle of Wight and the Isle of Sheppey.
London is the capital and largest city.
The population is over 53 million.
The name "England" means "Land of the Angles".
English is the most widely used language in the world.
London was founded by Romans in 4
Pray for Northern IrelandNorthern Ireland consists of the north eastern section of the island of Ireland.
It is bordered by the Republic of Ireland in the south and west and the Irish Sea
and the North Channel in the east.
It is part of the United Kingdom.
Belfast is the capital and largest city.
The population is over 1 million.
The name Belfast means "(River) Mouth of the sandbar” or "(River) Mouth of the ford".
Ireland has historically been divided into four provinces:
Northern Ireland is located within Ulster.
Ulster means "Fifth of the Ulaidh” (A group of tribes)
Sick Day A loud squealing pierced through the ears of the young teen. Though he enjoys going to school, today felt different. A loud, powerful thudding was violently rattling his head. Groaning, Yugi weakly reached a hand up to slam the alarm clock on its head to stop it's powerful noise. He could've sworn he heard a voice after he'd hit the alarm, but felt peaceful as the ringing in his ears had stopped for the time being. Absentmindedly, he began falling back into the depths of sleep, completely forgetting he had to get up for school. All he wanted to do at the moment was sleep.
Atem could hear Yugi's alarm clock annoyingly buzzing all the wa
Tickle me Harry One D Fanic LarryLouis and Harry were hanging out in their flat on a rainy Saturday. Neither one of them wanted to go out; personally the weather had bummed them out.
Harry sat dried eyed as he watched T.V. Louis was on his knees watching the rain consume everything in its path coating the world till it’s all wet. Sighing Louis was about to go up stairs and sleep when he heard the door bell ring.
Looking to Harry who yawned and lied down on the long couch, Louis rolled his eyes and went to get the door.
Looking through the peep hole no one seemed to be there. Opening the door Louis took a step out looking left and right. Taking another step into the
Note Passing“Hey, you okay?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“If you’re okay, then why are you crying?”
“I’m… I feel depressed. And jealous.”
“Well, it’s just… I don’t know. I see other students in the hallway, couples, holding hands, kissing, laughing, having fun. It bothers me that I don’t have a ‘perfect guy’-a boyfriend.”
“And this is what’s bothering you?”
“Aren’t you suppose to say something helpful?”
“Sorry. But couples break up, get back together, and break up again. Other
FERRO ADALFIERE BIO -REVISED-
FAMILY BACKGROUND AND BIRTH:
The Adalfiere was a mafia family starting out as the Count of Venice's own group who looked over Venice under his orders. The Second Generation had become involved with the mafia due to the marriage of the First's daughter to the Vongola Secondo, and things went downhill from there. The royal name of Adalfiere became the name of a notorious famiglia, who uses their position in society and abuses their power that way. The tamest Generations after the First happen to be the 8th and 9th Generation, where Florentina Adalfiere had become boss of the 9th Generation. When she bore her children, she felt none of them coul
Do what you feel is right (Landebert: part two)The silly little rodent stood no chance for that dog, he was on the ground bleeding out in a matter of seconds. What did he think he could do? Hurt him? Oh no no, not at all, a dog versus and hamster doesn't even out for the hamster.
Landebert lied there, motionless. His neck had been torn open so quickly, so simply. The doberman laughed and growled all at the same time. He looked back at the witch girl, the red ring still around her neck from where he had held her up against the wall. She was calling the police. His ears perked and he dashed out through the doggy door, never to be seen again.
"Somethings.. Wrong here, I feel like somet
Opposites Do Attract
Opposites Do Attract
RRRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!My alarm went off.I mumbled a few words under my covers.My first day of school!In the inside i'm so excited!But outside I was grumpy like never before.I sat up and took off my Eye Mask Pink Cheetah with pink feathers around it.Im not that gurly it's just i'm a Daddy's Little Princess.I took it off and looked down."AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"I screamed.The reason why cause I had a Freddy and Jason Masks in my face with light brown and dark brown eyes staring at me.I yanked them both off.I should've known."Mason!Tacara!Why?"My skin was boiling,my face is r
Mirror, Mirror...Here she comes again, to look me in the eyes, to scrutinize her own. She’s here every morning, every afternoon, every night, but I don’t know why she bothers stopping by; she never seems pleased to see me. It hurts, you know. To have to see her cake on layer after layer of terracotta paste, outline already perfect eyes with dark browns and greens, paint black across each delicate eyelash, all for – what? To impress that boy, that thief, who hasn’t bothered to visit in weeks? Or perhaps for those girls, the beautiful ones, who she’s always attempting to imitate? She’s not like them, she’s so much bette
About Senshi AresSENSHI ARES
Questions for YOU
How active do you plan on being in the group? (anything is fine ^_^ we’d just like to know what to expect)
Would you like your Senshi to be an Inner, outer or more of a random senshi when it some to making the MAIN plot?
If you were making up your own story for all the senshi, what would it be about?
Working on manga ;3 stay tuned
Who do you think should be the bad guy/and goons?
Hades, Apollo and Ares
Other thoughts on anything about the group?
Questions for your SENSHI
Senshi’s name? Senshi Ares
Civilian name? Troy Hertz
Birthday? October 29
Occupation? A little of
Marceline x Prince GumballMarceline
I pick up my phone and start dialing numbers. Mom, Dad, Finn, Jake, nobody answers. I start to panic and cry. I hear his heavy footsteps getting louder.I cry harder. C'mon you whimp get up, flee- run, scream, do something to get away! I don't- I can't, I'm trapped. I just lie there helpless with my face aching.
"I'm sorry Marcie. I didn't mean to hurt you. You need to learn how to listen to me better. I never wanted to hurt you."
I've believed his crap lies before but I'm not going to this time. He grabs me by the wrists and lifts me up off the floor. "You piece of shit~! I hate you!" I snarl. I then spit on him like the garbage
TMNT: Ember's Biography
For most of you people wondering about Ember, she is my original character in my Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles fanfictions. She used to be a human and her real name is Paige, but she doesn’t like her name at all, so she goes by Ember. The only one who knows her real name is Michelangelo. Read “Forgiveness” to see. Ember grew up in Texas her whole life until the fire. She is now a mutant lioness, who is currently living with the turtles in the sewers. She is currently 16 years old, has brown hair in a ponytail, and has a necklace from her favorite aunt that she got for her birthday one year. She loves playing the piano, doing
My Story: Chapter 4Chapter 4: The Toys Secret
Soft... I don't remember the grass being so soft... This was so much softer, like a... Bed.
"Charlie!!!" Charlie heard a voice yell, his ears felt like they were on fire and covered in Glad Wrap. He felt a slight nudge it his ribs, although it might only have been slight because he hurt so much, and couldn't feel very much at the same time. His eyes felt like they were pegged shut, then covered in glue... and cement... that had been there for years.
"Fiona?" Charlie stuttered through dry lips.
"Charlie, You're so white, Are you okay?"
"I feel... so... why can't I... Where???" He opened his eyes and saw only pink.
"I brought you inside, this is my room." Once his eyes had adjusted to the pinkness of the room, he was able to see that he was indeed in a very girly room that was filled to the brim with dragons and wolves. Fiona was definitely obsessed with wolves and dragons, they were everywhere, in so many different ways. The wall with the door, and the opposit
My Story: Chapter 3Chapter 3: The Wolf's Momories
A near-breathless Fiona caught up with a very determined stern-faced Charlie, his pace was leaving her far behind and she didn't want to miss out on all the fun.
"Where are we going?" She panted
"Um," He thought for a second, still keeping his incredible speed up.
"How about I take you to my house," She said, breaking Charlie's train of thought, "My mum will be at work and I have a key to the house..."
"Good idea, I would love to see more of your artwork."
"Really, No one has ever been so interested in my art before." Her face was lite up like a candle, well, as much as it could behind the sweet and bright red face. "It's this way." She said as she turned left down the next street.
Fiona's house was quite small, but since it was just her and and her mum, it was a good size. It was a very well looked after house with a small garden inside the white picket-fence gate, there was a winding pebble walkway splitting the grass and gardens in two.
My Story: Chapter 2Chapter 2: The Relief Teacher
Mr Kadiloff is the strictest relief teacher (let alone any other teacher) in the school.
As soon as he had walked into the classroom everyone ran to the nearest seat, collisions occurred, and fights happened. Mr Kadiloff stared at the chaos unfold before him. As much as he enjoyed it he got restless and wanted to get started
"Sit, now!!!!" He shouted in a firm voice, The scrabbling stopped and everyone found a seat, Fiona went to the seat in front of Charlie and sat on the side of the seat. As soon as the student had sat down in their seats they began taking out a maths book and a pen. The Wolf did the same and then put her sketch book away, But Charlie just sat there.
"What are you doing, are you mad," The Wolf whispered
"Has anyone stuck up to him before," Charlie said still staring at the teacher at the front of the classroom
"No, you must be crazy, standing up to me is one thing but Mr Kadiloff is just... NO!"
"Shh, he's coming." Charlie whispered quie
My Story: Chapter 1Chapter 1: Charlie Meets The Wolf
Charlie was short for his age and was absolutely sure that he was not special, he wasn't the smartest in his class, he was only averagely strong, he wasn't good at any sports (Except for karate, and even then he wasn't doing well in), and it didn't help that he was very shy so as usual with kids like him, he didn't have many friends. And to make matters worse he was highly teased.
In year nine, having moved house and going to intermediate, you think that Charlie would have made some new friends in his new start. But sadly not, he just stayed the lonely, little boy who never dared to talk to anyone.
However one otherwise normal day, Charlie felt strange, he didn't feel shy... He felt brave.
On any other day Charlie would have come to school in dark clothes, not because he liked dark colours, but because he found it easier to blend into the shadows and keep out of peoples way when he did. However on this strange day, he had decided to wear a more vibrant
As I walked towards it, I felt its Aura grow, like a balloon with air being blown into it. I could feel it pulling me in, the more I moved towards it, the more I knew I would not be able to turn away. Halfway there and I felt the pull become so violent that it might pull me over. My careful steps turn into clumsy stumbles and it pulls me in closer. My head begins racing with the thought of what might happen when I finally reach it. My hand rises itself up slowly towards the object, and all I could do is stare in horror as my own hand, as if controlled by some invisible strings, reached out to grab the object sitting patiently on the shelf in front of me.
My hand closed around the silky smooth, hand-made object. I could feel the stitches expertly weaving the individual pieces of the stuffed toy together. The Button eyes seemed to stare into my soul, I could feel loneliness emanating out of them, I could almost see a faint ribbon of grey swirling pain flow straight out of its e
The TypewriterThe Typewriter
It began and ended with a word.
Not a particularly strong or powerful word, but a word that changed everything. It wasn't too long or difficult to spell. It wasn't uncommon either. In fact, it was a perfectly ordinary word, but, I suppose, its commonplace origin is what made it so special.
I loved that word.
But the word doesn't mean much without the story along with it and I was always one for telling good stories.
I ignored the call from the other room and remained seated. That tone wasn't unfamiliar. Taking a bite from my toast, I waited for him to call again. It wouldn't be more than ten—
"Sammy! Come q
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