Autumnleaves Stories

Some seasons don't leave quietly - they play a melody in the heart long after the leaves have fallen.

jungkook left his bag at the park and was chased down by a stranger to give it back. curiosity ensues, cue love story by taylor swift

A poem, originally written as spoken word, on the simplicity of kindness. More poems may be slowly added, but this poem can stand on it's own and was even meant to be a stand alone before I got new ideas, so enjoy! Cover by @NuagesEtLune

ආදරේ කරන හදවත්වලට කවදාවත් මැරෙන්න බැහැ මොකද ආදරය කියන්නෙ අමරණීය මායාවක් ...

[Toshiki Kai x OC] " Autumn shows us how beautiful it really is to let things go. " He's mostly silent, unwilling to show, express or share his emotions with anybody else, a tsundere. She's a little reserved, shy, calm and quiet in average but can be nice and friendly, who also knows how and when to stand up her ground. He's one of the best and skilled cardfighters around. She's just new to this game and yet has great passion and potential skills in it. When Sylvette moved to a new place, she didn't think she's going to make some friends there, much less to think of meeting Kai and getting a chance to have a cardfight with him... Started on: 4th July, 2019 Amazing cover by a wattpad friend, who keeps changing user faster than a lightspeed 😆 🍁Highest ranking: 🍁 3rd in #autumnleaves 5th in #toshikikai 9th in #kaitoshiki 43rd in #cardfight

Autumn only dreams of one thing: to witness the first day of Winter. But with the continuous changing of the weather, it's not possible for her to survive. In her adventure towards the sun, she encountered a friend. Despite the consequences, Autumn wanted to keep him by her side, but she can't risk her friend's life. Winter finally came; Autumn's last wish had finally been granted, but she's not happy because the first day of Winter also means it's time for her to leave him as well. Date Published: April 29, 2021. Date Finished: April 29, 2021.

"Ihre orangen Haare erinnerten mich an den Herbst. Eher gesagt an diese wunderschönen Blätter, welche zu dieser Jahreszeit vom Winde verweht wurden. So war sie auch: vom Winde verweht, hin und weg. Mal da, mal nicht. Immer da, wo es Kälte gab, um sie mit ihrer Lautstärke aufzuwärmen. Wie ein Kaminfeuer. Es ist laut, aber wärmt einen. Immer wenn der Herbst kam, dachte ich an sie. Wie wir uns kennengelernt hatten. Wie sie mir gesagt hatte, dass ihr Name eine Jahreszeit war. Aber nicht die warme Jahreszeit. Nein. Es war die wandelfähige, welche langsam kühler wurde, aber gleichzeitig seine Wärme zeigte. Wie sie. Mal war sie orange, mal war sie rot, mal war sie grün und am Ende verwelkte sie, fiel auf den Boden und verfärbte sich in einen knittrigen Braunton. Sie war unberechenbar. Ihr Name war Autumn." Mehrere Jahre sind nun vergangen seit sich die berühmteste Band der Welt auflöste und Jamie Carter-Brown in seine Lieblingsstadt Reading geflüchtet ist. Was er nicht weißt ist, dass dieser Ort die Zuflucht von dem gefühlslosen Mädchen ist. Fanfiction-Form bei @senadeliria Das ist keine Fanfiction!

just the stuff i write or draw when i'm bored nothin' special

For some autumn is colourful while for others it's shades of grey. 🍂

Poem. Poetry of soul. A bunch of love poems. If you love poems, then welcome 🤗 Poetry is not something you can bind with any Theory. It can be imagined and futuristic, it can be olden like 20 years in the past, it can be present, it can be a product of overthinking and stress or sorrows or dream infused or a feeling of bliss. It doesn't have to be traditional or rural or sophisticated... Poetry is not a nature's product. It is a poet's strength... Raw inner power.

Every Christmas has a miracle, whats a miracle? Well its something you wish or a surprising and welcoming event, miracles happen to one person every Christmas year. Some people don't even notice that they were chosen. So you either have a normal Christmas or a very strange one. A normal Christmas has eaten cookies on your table from the magical being Santa himself and having presents under your tree and in your stockings, but however Katsuki did not have this "normal" experience this Christmas year. Was it a miracle, or just a big strange coincidence? Guess we'll never know. . . . This is written for a miracle that has once happened to me for my birthday🩷 (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE) -ADULT AU -Quirkless AU • Cover made by ME please don't steal the cover or my story PRETTY PLEASE anyways MERRY CHRISTMASS‼️‼️‼️

just me, the rain, black coffee and beautiful words.

She waited for him all autumn, watching the leaves turn from green to brown.

Jay Sheerwood is a normal 16 year old girl who just wants to world to go away. She meets a strange boy, and others who she tries to recognize. She has heard their names before, but doesn't know where. Her old relative's diary turns up out of no where, containing a locket. This locket is old and rusty with a clock-face on it. She discovers that the ancestors of her best friends are her relatives best friends. A mystery to their strange disappearance leads the team on a journey to discover the truth. •Cover by -spideysenses•

100-word flash fiction based on the picture.

It is about a women who's about to rest permanently. Since then, she loves to watch sunset. This is her only way to escape the reality. Her pain, problems and negativities in life. She is one of the people's who fights heart problem, however, that didn't make her lose hope. She contrasted her self in sunset. Because like the sunset, never lose hope today because there is always tomorrow. Although things are just the same everyday, we know someday, it will upgrade with a unexpected event. Never get bored of waiting for that someday, like the sun does...

poetry The adventure of life is to learn. The purpose of life is to grow. The nature of life is to change. -William Arthur Life without love is like a tree without blossom. My First poetry book