Ive been way too busy :/ Oh well.
I'm thinking about re-writing my Bilbo fanfics xD it might be fun!
Tear Me Down (Chapter 1) The summer had quickly come and gone for Bradley Uppercrust and his friends; maybe a bit too quickly. Now the group had to resettle in their fraternity, causing everyone to be bitter. Brad found it vital to relax before school started, so he sauntered to the cafe .When he got there, he saw some familiar faces.Tear Me Down (Chapter 1) by Ickinikki
It was Max, PJ, Mocha Chino, and Bobby, his old rivals (but new friends) from the year before. They already ordered him a coffee as he sat beside them. Not much was discussed, which was fine for the tuckered out man. Brad was able to follow bits and pieces of the chat, until something more intriguing caught his eye. A fiery-red haired man briskly walked by. He wore a fitted black tank top, which hugged his well cut body. His green baggy jeans covered his orange sneakers. A white acoustic guitar hung off his shoulders, finishing his “rock star” persona.
So, he’s a music man eh? Quite compelli
Patience is Virtue *Chpt. 1* (Bilbo Fanfiction) Looking to my side, I see a magnificent bed of Tiger Lilies by the pond. Their bright hues of orange remind me of the current sunset, so smooth and expressive. I pluck one and examine it for a while. Isn’t it odd, how something so small can be so elegant and royal? My mind begins to wander and it leads to thinking of him. Which reminded me that he adored lilies. I’ll take this flower to him tonight. The town is nearby anyways, I can pay an old friend a visit.Patience is Virtue *Chpt. 1* (Bilbo Fanfiction) by Ickinikki
Tucking the lily in my belt, I go on my way to the Shire. Before I know it bright lights appear closer and closer. Townsfolk are still visiting and partying tonight. Great, that means he will still be awake! I walk up the strange paths while waving at old friends along the way. Eventually I reach his gate and push through. Gently I knock the round door and pull out the lily.
“It’s open!” A manly voice shouts from inside. Slowly, I open the door and step in. The warmth welcomes me
Bittersweet//Kisame//Reader Insert//~Four~ Everyone was gathered around a wooden table, set for lunch. Setsu brought out the food and drinks, tsking at you when you offered to help. You couldn't keep the grin off your face as you tickled Emi, who was sitting on your left. Her name meant "beautiful blessing", which you thought fit perfectly since she had been the first child out of your womb.Bittersweet//Kisame//Reader Insert//~Four~ by Jeelynasaurus
She took after you in coloring, with the same eyes and hair, along with a normal skin tone. However, her sister had arrived minutes after Emi and she took after her father. Bright blue eyes and dark blue hair, though she also had a normal skin tone. Seeing those eyes had sparked a deep longing in your heart for your ex-lover, so you had named her Ren, meaning water lily.
Speaking of Ren, the six year old girl poked you in the arm. You turned to look at her, smiling at your curly haired child. She had a crooked grin on her face, allowing you to notice she was missing one of her b
Bittersweet//Kisame//Reader Insert//~Three~ Droplets of water formed on your skin before sliding down your body, to meet at the bottom with the rest. (e/c) orbs stared without seeing at the shower stall, as you ran through a mental list of duties that needed to be carried out today. Let's see, groceries since everyone bought their own food. A new pair of training pants because your current ones had gotten a rather large hole in a unseemly place.Bittersweet//Kisame//Reader Insert//~Three~ by Jeelynasaurus
As you racked your brain to see if there was anything you were missing, you spread body wash - it smelled like mangos - on your naked skin. Soon you were finished with the shower, and turned off the scalding water before stepping out of the tub. Drying yourself off, you finally remembered what today was.
The first of the month.
Taking a deep breath, you looked up into the mirror above the sink in your personal bathroom. Noticing the deep bruise forming on one cheek you scowled. Damn that Kisame, getting the bette