|My best piece of writing to date.|
A tragic tale of mistaken belief in betrayal, near death from cancer, and a last minute reunion.
Y.O.S.H.I.Y is for Yorkie,Y.O.S.H.I. by Cuddlepuss
A good little boy.
O is for Only,
The size of a toy.
S is for Sappy,
The things that you do.
H is for Happy,
You make Ginger this too.
I is for Impish,
But loyal and true.
Yoshi, You're precious,
a really faithful friend.
Your playful antics,
seem to have no end.
Protective, but fearing,
Loud storms from on high.
You keep Ginger smiling,
as the world rushes by.
Angels Don't Wear Haloes.You were at work, waiting tables at the local diner and clearing them after the customer leaves. You’d just cleared the only spare one in your section when in came three men and sat down at it. While each was tall, they looked kind of like a set of steps as there was two or three inches height difference between each of them.Angels Don't Wear Haloes. by Cuddlepuss
The first was easily well over six foot tall, maybe six four or six five. He had long silky looking brown wavy hair that fell into his face at any given moment. As muscular as he was tall, he had a very straight nose and gorgeous soft brown eyes.
The middle ‘step’ was two or three inches shorter than the first, no less muscular, and had dark blonde hair and vibrant green eyes that seemed to flicker between flinty and flirty. The third man was two or three inches shorter again,well built also, with short dark hair that seemed to stick up every which way and vivid blue eyes that seemed to pierce you right down to your soul.
As you took their order,
Human Angel - River RescuePhil had been wandering around the you tube convention, just making small talk and signing goods for fans, making appearances on various stages at the differing events, generally being a you tube star, when, without quite knowing why, he drifted over to the edge of the river the convention was being held beside.Human Angel - River Rescue by Cuddlepuss
There, floating in the current, was a small boat. On the boat was a tiny child, no more than four years old, crying and obviously in distress. Phil, looking around and seeing no-one about, waded out into the rising water and snagged the mooring line, dragging the boat, against the current, toward the bank. When he got there, a small crowd had gathered, watching, and helped get the boat ashore.
Phil, taking the child, who said his name was Mikey, to the refreshments tent and getting him a cake and some hot chocolate, while Dan got a blanket and PJ and Chris called in the police. Mikey, taking to his ‘saviour’ Phil, would only talk in his presence, and spoke of older
Bruce Banner X Reader: Mine(( If you want to read the rest, then link down below~ c: ))Bruce Banner X Reader: Mine by animekath
You were sound asleep in your room as the moon was seeping through your curtains and hitting your smooth skin. You lived with the Avengers in the same building. Oh yes, you lived with them and you did enjoy it. You were Bruce's and Tony's trainee in there lab, since you wanted to get a job round science and being with them was the best ever. Tony was a flirt but you still got along with him well and he was fun to be round with. Bruce was sweet and kind to you, including helping you out when you needed help.
"Mm.." You slowly opened your eyes and blinked, hearing a faint sound of typing. You slowly got up and lightly shivered from the cool air hitting your skin. You grabbed your gown and slide it on, wrapping it round your body. You walked out of your room and looked around, later seeing the lab lights still on. You opened the door and saw Bruce, on the computer and looked pretty tired. "Bruce?" You walked over, softly placing
Light at the end of the tunnelGadreel was knew to this whole hunter, angel alliance but considering that they'd helped Castiel save his life after he tried to kill himself to free Castiel, he owed them. Sticking around the bunker though was beginning to take its toll on the newest angel in the team that is until they brought you back. You were a fellow hunter that Sam and Dean had been raised with from the time any of you were barely knee high, you'd played together, fought together even slept in the same room together for years however after John's falling out with Bobby the three of you hadn't seen hide nor hair of one another. You had been hunting a Wendigo just outside Wisconsin when the boys came across you, joined in then offered a spot at their "bat cave" to which you happily accepted. Upon arriving you'd been filled in on all the basics of the past few years that the boys had been apart from you including the fact that there were two angels living in the bunker to boot. You looked around in awe as the boysLight at the end of the tunnel by drade666
40 something house wife & mum of 3. I've lived within a 5 mile radius my whole life. Married @ 21, eldest born @ 22. Husband diabetic & galactoseamic, myself epileptic & heart problems. LIFE IS FUUUNNNNN!|
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