Why do you keep resisting me? His hot breadth fanned my neck. My hands pushed weekly against his chest. His tongue flickered out and licked my earlobe eliciting a low moan from me Stop! I whimpered lowly I'll never stop Cara, your mine and I'm never letting you go

Cote fanfic about Kiyo I don't own the characters or story (I will change some bits but majority will follow the Ln) Support the Ln Also all photos used are not mine ctto

the unofficially-official guide to the basics of writing. [ COMPLETED ]

«her name was insomnia, and she was the greatest metaphor a poet has ever written.»

a case study on romance. [ poems and short stories written in quarantine ]

✿ Like sunflowers I want to grow in the places where there is melliflous poetry, soft anxiety, imbue art, ethereal canvas, wild fleurs, iridescent galaxies and nefarious stars ✿ [Ranked highest #1 in poems] ACHIEVEMENTS ♡ #1 in writings on 16.01.2019 ♡ #2 in thoughts on 17.01.2019 ♡ #1 in poems on 17.01.2019 ♡ #1 in quotes on 18.01.2019 ♡ #1 in poem on 16.01.2019

I've tried. but i've always failed to contain these thousand words in a few sentences, maybe im bad at expressing macro feelings in the few words that I'm limited to. you might think you know me enough because it's been a long time since i first waved at you and the love for the same artist started our very first conversation, but even i haven't discovered the colors of my existence yet, so why do you claim that you have? you think you've already uncovered the secrets and seen the scars and the marks and reached the origin of every preserved artifact in the treasures that i've kept hidden over the years but there's so much more that you would never even hear of. i've chosen to show you everything as a part of a happy story but will you ever know this? which words were rewritten and omitted out and which words are the part of the organic script which fits perfectly into the timeline. have you figured out yet who's the real director of my story? there's so much more to me than you think there is. poetry and prose and everything in between. 26.10.2021 - 01.06.2022

vanilla scented poetry

random ramblings of a sleep deprived girl

...... (A Lexi Branson fan fictions)