...Cita, Écho, la Dernière Union, signe subtile de Morganna et Aura Résumé & notes : L'histoire de Cita qui découvrira que The World réserve bien des surprises, bonnes comme mauvaise. Login 9 - We belong to somewhere… « Je veux comprendre, je veux aider Xavier. Il s’est passé quelque chose, j’ignore quoi et j’ignore pourquoi j’ai l’impression que c’est en lien avec The World. Je veux des ré...
Title: BelongAuthor: enlee Pairing: House/Wilson, slash Rating: R Word Count: ~2200 A/N: Long time lurker, first time poster. I hope I'm doing this right. Disclaimer: I own nothing. Zero. Zip. Nada. Summary: Wilson has "changed" and won't start his new life without House.
He belongs to me...
Know Where You BelongDisclaimer : Castlevania belongs to konami not me. I am making £0.00 out of this fic, it is written purely because I have a burning need to create. Although I would like to own Alucard . . . then he’d be mine. Rating : PG-13 Part : one of one Setting : Post SOTN Authoress note : Alucard tries to figure out ...
It doesn't mean you can bend me to your will all the time, dammit. Yes, I know Tenth is there. Yes, I know his mun wants me (not necessarily this version but yes, me, Gokudera Hayato, Vongola's StormGuardian and Right-Hand Man) to be there (because I refuse to believe that Juudaime would actually want his Guardians to be subjected to such...debauchery.) Yes, I do want to serve the ...
My friend brought her monopoly game to my new year's party tonight. Naturally, it got super heated. My friend Kerry was sort of teamed up with me while my friend and her boyfriend banded together, later joining forces and money. I took the lead way early on, and proceeded to DEMOLISH everyone else. Cody and Lauren forfeited and became a single Allied enemy, while I was dubbed Germany, and Kerry ...
I dreamed I was not with you. Wandering in a city where you did not live, I stared at strangers, searching for a word to make them you. I woke beside you. Sweetheart , I say. Pedestrian daylight terms scratch darker surfaces. Your absence leaves me with the ghost of love; half-warm coffee cups or sheets, the gentlest kiss. words from Saying Something by Carol Ann Duffy | photo
... cheerful for the closing of another year, but I don’t think I’ll have anything finished by tomorrow. They really don't ever get a break, do they? Just something for me to think over. 031. Belong Once Lost, Never Found “Almost the end of another day,” Symeon said, rather uselessly, as he raised a hand to watch the sunset before them. Face buried in a pillow, Kate ignored him; used to such...
