Dahr
Dahr: Universe ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐๐๐ณ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ช๐ฉ๐ณ๐ข~๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ - ููู ุฃูู ู ุฑุฉโฆ
Dahr: Universe ๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐๐๐ณ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฎ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ช๐ฉ๐ณ๐ข~๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ - ููู ุฃูู ู ุฑุฉโฆ
"สแดแด แด ษชแด ๊ฑแดส สแด๊ฑแด๊ฑ แดกแดสแด สแดแดส ๊ฐแดแด แดสษชแดแด แด ษชแด ษด'แด สแดแด?"โฆ
Noah Schnapp x Reader(She/Her Pronouns)*Started March 9th, Completed May 17th*When spring break comes around for Y/n and her friend group she knew it was going to be a great week filled with fun, food, and naps.โฆ
poems i've written since i've gotten back with my ex.โฆ
Enjoy it whiles it lastsโฆ
This is a short story about you, the reader, as a little and being found and taken care of by the Avengers.It was originally a oneshot, but thanks to one of my readers I turned it into a little story. (Pun intended, even though it's not that funny lol)This story involves ageplay, so if you're not a fan then don't read it, thanks.This story is complete.โฆ
ATEEZ's leader had a secret. One that he was adamant on keeping a secret. What happens when he reaches his breaking point and the members find out? How will they react?*Contains littlespace*#1 in Seonghwa 1/10/23#4 in ateez 22/02/21 ๐ฑ๐ฅฐโฆ
Summary: A slice-of-life, served up hot. And with blueberries. (Beware, lots of laughing and fluff!)โฆ
poems on grief, abandonment, and change.There's poetry in here somewhere;Somewhere between the man the girls followed down the street,And the taxi driver they wanted to kiss from the back seat.Somewhere amongst the girls kissing on the screen,And the girls sitting in the canteen,There's a poem lively enough to breakWords out of the girl who sat awake-Leaning out of the window thinking,There's a poem out there somewhere,One where it doesn't matter if I break the rhyme scheme,Because it's better than bending words to the extreme.-rโฆ
A young girl gets taking in by little mix and is forced to do ageplay will she fight back???โฆ
One direction stories with pure fluff and no smut. Mostly Liam and Niall as the youngest ones.โฆ
Jaehyuk and Asahi are making it official after being together for almost 4 years and go on a adventure together where they finally become One.Part 2 of be with meโฆ
Welcome to The Harmos! โค๏ธโค๏ธโฆ
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The story is in English.You live with your younger cousins in Bridgeport. While helping out with the mysteries of Bridgeport you've become pretty close to a particular thief. Warning, Spoilers for mainly seasons 2 and 3. Episode rewrites with the reader added in, with extra stuff here and there.The pacing and timing of the chapters compared to the episodes might be off. It's kinda hard to judge days in the show. Title translation: I'm nothing but a thief, my dear! Well according to Google Translate, I took 4 years of Italian classes but barely remember anything. Also is it Cara Mia or Mia Cara, in the romantic sense? Cara Mia sounds more romantic but Google is saying that it's more pessimistic like "Oh dear, what a mess"โฆ
Have you ever wondered if everyone got hurt too? if anyone could even imagine the amount of pain you were going through? Have you ever wished someone could just understand?Well, I do. {kinda}Here, you can find quotes, poems, or just a few snippets from within the author's mind, all based on relatable experiences. This book is all about looking through someone else's eyes and understanding yourself through them.Just a few words put together by a teenager to produce something that might be worth your time. They are about love, loss, pain, and self-worth.I'm not too good with descriptions but I can promise the inside is way better.Have fun!~*~*~*~Highest rankings at 09/30/20201 in #wattpadpoetry 1 in #Augustispeaceful2 in #wattpadpoetry20202 in #motivating3 in #inner-beauty20 in #blm43 in #poems20 in #inspirational 10/02/20205 in #uplifting 10/06/20201 in #bestpoetry 10/11/20201 in #bestpoems 10/20/202051 in #contempoarylit 10/20/20201 in #teenagepoetry 11/01/202012 in #irony 12/15/20208 in #motivational 12/15/2020175 in #poems 12/20/20201 in #motivating 12/20/202023 in#poetry 12/22/2020โฆ
The past that is permeated in the recesses of the soul need not be forgotten. Remember and carve beautifully with the dust of the flying fire. Love may come, but all you know is pain. Your little soul is incapable of accepting the reality that is intertwined between weeds and hosts.And that past, remains part of the half soul of the wings of your life.The First Knight,Happy Annisaโฆ