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If there is one thing I wish for more than anything is to be loved. But I know I won't be. I know because loving me isn't just hugs and kisses and intimate moments only we'll truly know. Loving me is heart ache and fear and never really knowing what we feel. Loving me isn't filled with hand holding and smiles and arguments that end with apologies. Loving me is distance and glances and arguments that never really end nor really begin. There is no sharing secrets or laughs just silence. I wish to be loved. But I know that no one could love someone who doesn't love them back.

    Wade Wilson was never one to be sad over anything for very long, but when (Name) died he couldn’t help it. One of the few people who weren’t scared of him, who understood him, who allows welcomed him with open arms, and open legs, but now she was gone.    Now, he sat on the couch that they use to watch really bad movies on during date night, stared at the TV that they watched those really bad movies on and touched the bowl she had used just a week ago for popcorn.    Inside his head it was no longer the voices he was use to, now it was her voice repeating the same words he had told himself as she died in his arms. ‘Thi

 You sat at your computer typing up the latest assignment for your English class. It was due in a few hours and you only had one out of the ten pages done. Deadpool was sitting on the couch, his suit still full of holes from his last mission. “(Name), come pay attention to me,” he said from his place on the other side of the room. You looked over your shoulder at him, “Later, I still have a lot of work to do.” At his groan you stopped for a moment to turn towards him, “Why don’t you take your suit off and get it in the washer.” He waited for you to turn back around before starting to annoy you onc

Grandmother's world was one she could never see, but to her it was beautiful. My world is a world that is cruel and has taken her world away. She fears what has happened to her world and often sleeps for only in her dreams does her world return. Last night Grandmother closed her eyes, but never opened them again. Last night she dreamed of her world, but this time she will not leave it in the morning. Last night she left my world for the beautiful world she remembers.

You and Nami exchanged a look as she began to add up the total that you owed her. “And your total adds to be 2,000,000 belis,” she said with a smile that would make anyone shiver. A pout formed on your face, “But I don’t have that kinda money!” She smiled, “I guess I’ll just have to charge you interest until you do.” “Nami, we’re crew mates, can’t you just forget my debt?” She pondered the idea for a moment, “I could, or I could get my money and that sounds like a better idea.” You frowned, sitting down at a loss for words. Then the idea hit you, “W

The Thousand Sunny had never been so quiet. No one dared speak as long as the tension around the ship was as thick as can be. The reason for this odd tension? You and Zolo were fighting. Not even the usually energetic Luffy dared to play around while you and Zolo glared at anything and everything that dared to get even close to you. Usopp (oh poor, poor Usopp) learned not to get near you when you were angry the hard way when earlier that morning you almost killed him when he said ‘good morning,’ to you. As the hours ticked by the unrest of the ship grew more and more as the two of you continued to refuse to speak to each other.