I love all the seasons.
But Autumn just has a certain magic to it. I don't know if it's the coldish weather, or the colourful leaves. Just it's always pulled me in. Somethings are sad about the fall though. A friend passed and the unavoidable harsh cold of the winter, but I try to never let it hold me back.
After all, we became friends in the fall. Remember when we were total strangers? How we'd pass eachother in the hall, not looking and grinning like fools to one another. Well plenty has changed since then. Like now we can sit beside eachother without feeling like we're strangers. Now I can touch you without it being awkward. Now I can sm
I glanced at my phone, thanking whoever or whatever is out there that I remembered to turn my brightness down, and sighed. 'Nope,' I thought to myself a slight frown on my face, 'They haven't responded yet.' I thought back to our earlier conversation and allowed a small smile to grace my tanish features. We had a heart-to-heart and I loved the fact that they trusted me enough to tell me a huge secret. I repeatedly told them I wouldn't care, and I really don't. I felt my breath hitch in my throat, I have an asthmatic father but I've never had much difficulties breathing. By this point I'm gasping for air, my mind racing. 'Gotta...get up and...
I love all the seasons.
But Autumn just has a certain magic to it. I don't know if it's the coldish weather, or the colourful leaves. Just it's always pulled me in. Somethings are sad about the fall though. A friend passed and the unavoidable harsh cold of the winter, but I try to never let it hold me back.
After all, we became friends in the fall. Remember when we were total strangers? How we'd pass eachother in the hall, not looking and grinning like fools to one another. Well plenty has changed since then. Like now we can sit beside eachother without feeling like we're strangers. Now I can touch you without it being awkward. Now I can sm
I glanced at my phone, thanking whoever or whatever is out there that I remembered to turn my brightness down, and sighed. 'Nope,' I thought to myself a slight frown on my face, 'They haven't responded yet.' I thought back to our earlier conversation and allowed a small smile to grace my tanish features. We had a heart-to-heart and I loved the fact that they trusted me enough to tell me a huge secret. I repeatedly told them I wouldn't care, and I really don't. I felt my breath hitch in my throat, I have an asthmatic father but I've never had much difficulties breathing. By this point I'm gasping for air, my mind racing. 'Gotta...get up and...
Silver X Reader: Bad-Boy (AU) by laurasanya, literature
Literature
Silver X Reader: Bad-Boy (AU)
“Hey! Watch where you’re going!” a guy with dark black hair and golden eyes shouted as he pushed you against your locker, drooping your books in the process.
You sighed and cursed under your breath as he continued walking away like nothing happened, and snickered with his friends. You decided not to make such a big deal out of it since it was more like a routine to you. You weren’t popular and were often bullied because you were one of the brightest students in your high school, and many people didn’t thing you were attractive.
You wished you could do something to stop being bullied. You actually can, but you p
His. (Silver x Reader) by dinosauruses, literature
Literature
His. (Silver x Reader)
For: Redluver (https://www.deviantart.com/redluver)
Colour: Scarlet and Red
Character: Silver
Additional Info: Much Fluff and Romantic and maybe Lust if possible? Also can reader-chan be shy?
Word Count: 929
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I. His Eyes
You first saw him while sitting on your favourite, slightly peeled, green bench by the campus lake.
Dressed in a simple, all-black outfit and with an equally shaded notebook in hand, he sat across the small body of water, occasionally glancing around and scribbling in his book with a pencil. He gave off an air of confidence, but also of intimidation. People seemed to walk slightly further from him by instinct, as did animals.
When you caught
Baby, Lets Turn Off The Porn by You-Were-Never-Alone, literature
Literature
Baby, Lets Turn Off The Porn
I think he gets confused.
When we watch porn together.
Maybe because I never shut up.
Because I have to analyze.
Every pre-barbie whore.
Porn star model.
That he's drooling over.
Inside.
But he doesn't think I know that.
He doesn't want to watch the "male" parts.
Does he think I want to see two lesbians.
Especially those fake ones.
With five-thousand dollar boobs.
And size 3 waists.
With bleach blond hair.
If I wanted.
I would just strip.
In front of my floor mirror.
To see tits and ass.
Excuse me.
But.
I don't think it's necessary.
To see roten crotch.
And unrealistic sex.
Tactics.
I'd rather not see some thirty-five
I sometimes hate Nintendo for making me want to take nostalgia trips into old games.
The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, still my favourite Zelda game to date, was due to be released for the 3DS. I would constantly fangasm while watching the commercials for it on TV. Seeing the images related to the game kept making me want to play it more and more; kept making me eye my old Gamecube because I knew I had the game for that system.
Eventually, I caved. Watching Link being mega awesome on the screen for what seemed like the hundredth time, made me want to revisit the land of Hyrule again. So, I scuttled upstairs and into my room where I haul