Epilogo Não sabia se era real,eu estava de costas para ele e eu ouvia sua respiração calma e seus passos em minha direção,meu corpo seu arrepiava,minhas pálpebras tremia,meu sangue esquentava e eu continuava ali parada não sabendo se eu olhava para ou fugia dele,quando sinto derrepente uma mão em meu quadril e junto uma respiração quente em minha nuca e um perfume misturado com folhas,cafe e gelo. Surtei e junto me apaixonei,era ele,ele q por mim ia alem das montanhas pegar pinha nas arvores mais altas do vale ,ele q me trazia pão todas as noites para mim não ficar com fome,ele que dançava comigo ate eu me cansar, ele com quem descobri a realidade,era ele que não sabia se era o amor da minha vida e me culpava por não saber.Virei para ele e nos trocamos olhares e eu olhava para aqueles olhos verdes,aquela boca com labios macios,aquele rosto branco como a neve,aquele cabelo negro como a escuridão,enquanto ele somente olhava nos meus olhos e eu perdia o folego,sentia frio mas eu sabia que ele me esquentaria. -Ola Loira-Diz ele com aquela voz linda que me deixa emocionada-princesa o gato comeu sua lingua? -Não,ele não comeu-Digo com a voz fraca e com as bochechas corada mas mesmo assim feliz por estar falando com ele -Otimo então loira, você quer ir para a montanha?-Pergunta ele com um sorriso nos labios -Acho melhor não-Digo decepcionada-daqui a pouco e a colheita e acho melhor eu ir para casa antes que papai vem atras de mim -Logico,então nos vermos amanha? -Talvez -Ficarei esperando ancioso pelo talvez minha loira -Não sou sua loira Peter
Czy tylko mnie spotyka w życiu wszystko co najgorsze? Historia opowiada o Issabelle Anderson.Siedemnastoletniej dziewczynie,którą spotkało w życiu prawie wszystko co najgorsze.Mimo,że żyjemy w XIX wieku to ludzie nie są wrażliwi na cierpienie innych.Isabella się o tym przekonała.Zawsze w życiu dawała sobie rade sama.Ale czy jej życie zmieni się,gdy spotka najbardziej wkurzającego chłopaka w całym kraju?
"you've chosen the right girl." - On the 69th day after meeting BTS: Namjoon is scared, Jin is quiet along with Yoongi and Hoseok, while Jimin's mad. Jungkook's a fumbling idiot with a gun, and Taehyung's unconscious on the cold ground. ...and well you, you're being a sarcastic moron not taking any of the dangerous situation seriously. How did a fun-bubbling concert end up this way?~ Namjoon x Y/N based ~-2/4 - "Hyung-line series."
"Autumn Dreams" is a collection of poems I wrote, from when I was still in the closet up until I had came out and started dating my first girlfriend. I had written these poems about a girl I had a crush on at the time, who I only spoke to once or twice in my entire life. The poems are kind of embarrassing to me when I look back and read them, but they really helped me figure out my feelings and sort of confess, without actually having to say a word to said girl. Although, if she ever reads these, I'm moving planets. Enjoy!☁️ may contain gross lovey-dovey stuff ☁️
"we weren't supposed to be together," he pants, distaste patterned on his tongue «a promise overdue, an arranged marriage in set. he kisses me and doesn't mean it. i kiss him and don't mean it. looks like we'll be doing that for the rest of our lives now»4/4 - "Hyung-line series"
{SPINOFF/SEQUEL to The Bad Blind Date} Jungkook and Y/N fell in love and got their happy-ever-after. But what about the others? Story revolves around the expansion of Iris and Yoongi, however Shawn and the others will also be returning in this one!-"You're so protective over her," Iris said smiling as she awkwardly moved her arm away from Shawn's bare side. Shawn glanced down at Iris, uncomfortable himself. Clearing his throat a bit, he tried not to focus on her side against his exposed torso."I'm uh," he struggled. He wouldn't always show the woman beside him such affection...their relationship didn't involve such character. "I'm protective over you too," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.Iris's eyes narrowed lightly at that, her head tilting over in curiousness.Yoongi's eyes hardened at that from outside the bedroom door. His lips parted slightly at everything he seemed to have heard. Having his hand fall from the doorknob, he didn't understand his sudden heavy heart.-Cover was made by the sweetest, @BABYGIRLSANA on wattpad! Thank you so much Liz!!
I was insipred by @MisterNwebee, That why I was interested to create this story. I was gonna make this my first story but I got zero motivation, so I didn't make it. Upon reading it from someone else I got my motivation back.
Most of the art used in this story come from Twitter user, and Amazing Artist kkkkkirrier! Check them out!In this story you follow a small town, farm raised human male, named Leon, or as those around his town, and the local city call him Leo. He was raised on the farm by his parents, and grew crops and helped around the farm at a very young age. At age 13 his parents taught him to cook, clean, and fend for himself, so that he could not only help take the work load off of themselves, but also as a benefit to himself, and whomever he'd one day marry... If anyone. From a young age, Leon took a heavy interest in fighting, having always had access to comics books about superheroes super villains fighting, along with access to television and being able to watch a channel dedicated to showing martial arts tournaments and stuff of that nature, at his young age, he'd try to mimic the movements, and actions of those on the TV! And in his comics, which soon would lead to him using these techniques he'd copy, in fights time to time with his schoolmates in boxing class. Or in fights with his bullies. At age 16, his parents saw good potential in his ability to maybe become a professional fighter someday, and so, they paid to get him into a martial arts class... Skip forwards, and today he is 19, and has taken a job in the city near his town and home, as a chief and a Waiter! Doing two jobs, at the same time, for only the pay of one of the two positions, in a well received but stingy restaurant! He's become rather strong, however his strength is unable to be put to actual use... That is until he hears about a martial arts tournament coming to his city...
stfu they're adults, they're all adults except toodles and pebble let me live my life however the mother fuck I want to live itp.s.: if you vote this you're fucking awesome, hope you don't explode any time soonnone of the art I use is mine stfu
Attend the tale of Count Bleck, who after years returns to Main Street, Flopside. Haunted by the ghosts of his past as he returns to the once familiar streets, he sets out to get revenge on the one who took everything from him a lifetime ago. For once upon a time, there was a sorcerer and his wife. She was beautiful.And he was naive. (Contains Blupani, and brief Dimigi/BobbyxOlivia themes. Also , BLOOD! LOTS OF BLOOD AND MURDER!)