bluey and mackenzie fanfiction

Kim Y/N never believed in love at first sight-until she met *him*. Park Sunghoon, the enigmatic transfer student whose quiet intensity feels like drowning in the deepest ocean. MY BLUE The first time I saw him, I didn't know yet that blue could be a person- not the cheap crayon-blue of childhood coloring books, not the faded denim of hand-me-down jeans, but this: the blue of glaciers fracturing at midnight, of oceans pausing mid-tide, as if the world itself held its breath to watch him walk by. Park Sunghoon. A name I'd whisper to my pillow, a color I'd trace in the margins of my notebooks: "My Blue." (Too fragile to say aloud. Too late to take back.) My Blue. My quiet storm. My impossible wish.

A girl named Sonia Jaxnson who lives in a foster home and being abused by her foster mother.

She didn't want to be a monster. She didn't want to kill. She didn't want to be killed.

Un niño de 6 años sueña con ser el mejor delantero del mundo y superar a Messi cuando tiene la oportunidad para seguir avanzando su sueño con un partido ya que el que ganará se le reconocería como un equipo oficial de la liga japonsa y se convertiría en jugador profesional pero pierde por pasarle el balón asu compañero al llegar ah su casa su mamá le entrega una carta que le había llegado en la cual lo invitaban ah un proyecto llamado blue lock que hiba ah crear un Delantero Revolucionario después de conversar este asunto con su mamá y papá lo dejan ir hacia blue lock en su cuarto un Sistema se activaba dándole recuerdos de su vida pasada y desde cuando era un bebe y aceptaba la misión de perder la memoria y como recompensa al comenzar blue lock elegiría cualquier talento después una enorme fila de jugadoras famosos como jugadores no famosos aparecieron frente ami dando la opción de eligir el Talento de Messi

Just met by chance. I went with him to the hospital.. I was confused and frustrated what the hell happened all of sudden. I was holding his hand when one of the doctor was putting all those needles in his hand. We reached to the hospital and they told me to wait outside I sat down there on the bench looking at my hand which was covered with blood. "please don't hurt me" it was starting again. I quickly ran to the bathroom and washed of the blood. I looked at the mirror "dad" I saw him behind me with the rod he use to beat me with I turned around but there was nothing.. I felt like somebody was choking me I sat there for sometime try to catch my breath. When I came out I found namjoon near the receipter

Watch as Akira Akio becomes the best striker in the world. Male OC, NO SELF INSERT. I seriously do not get why there are female inserts like WTF.

People of Mobius! Take a journey to the past, to where it all begins. Take a gander, and study the origins of your classic, snarky, one-liner hero. His enemies call him The Blue Blur, That Blasted Hedgehog, The Blue one. Others, who look up to him, love him, help him, take care of him, and/or has been saved by him. Call him by his true name... Sonic The Hedgehog

Edward was an average high school student with a love of music but on a fate full day he did something only one other man has ever done, He activated an I.S. Cross-Posted on Wattpad

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!

Shocking! The rough husband is the hidden master in the time-travel novel. She is the sacrificial victim for the male lead's pursuit of true love, the pitiful person who transforms grief and indignation into motivation, the obsessive person who constantly wants to slap the male lead's face with money, the lemon essence contrasting the female lead’s gentleness and generosity. Xu Qinghuan: Emma, is this talking about me? Xu Qinghuan transmigrated into a book, into a time-travel novel written by her best friend, where her father died early, her mother remarried, and she was raised in her second uncle's home since childhood. Her cousin and fiancé are entangled? "Break off the engagement, whoever wants the central air conditioner can take it!" Her biological mother manipulates her with work? Isn't it just going to the countryside? The Great Northeast's black land is fertile, where every year you can lie on the heated kang and eat for half the year. Which corporate slave wouldn’t love it? Most importantly, there is a big shot she wants to cling to. Jiang Xingye is someone that even the male lead admires, the future global richest man, the hidden master in the book. After going to the countryside, Xu Qinghuan goes straight to Jiang Xingye. Her original plan was to be a little follower for the big shot and never thought of developing an inappropriate relationship with him. When the man gruffly raises his eyebrows and coaxingly tells her to hold on a little longer, she only wants to ask: What about being wealthy and detached? What about having a strong career ambition and no time for romance? What about being a 007 workaholic who doesn’t even return home?