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Selenophilia
[[COMPLETED]] Go where your feet takes you Find what your heart looks for. No one is by your side. So the moon shall be your guide. ~•~•~ The moon was the only comfort she found, the only reassurance she could allow. The moon had shown her its soothing soft light, the only one who've seen her story. The only one who've heard of her silent cries. Elise Aubrie Winslow is a twelve year old girl. And the moon was the only thing she could rely on, the only thing she found as soothing despite the troubles she had. Nobody wanted to listen to her and so she closed her mouth for good. Nobody spared her a glance and so she was like a phantom wearing a mask to hide her screams and her quiet sorrowful wails. Nobody cared and so she learned on how to walk on her own, trying not to trip on her own two feet. Nobody understood her the way the moon did. But then she found them. And she felt like she was finally home. Like she finally knows where she truly belongs. And they stayed. They became her comfort. They became important. They became her home. Her family. Her moon. ____ Selenophilia (n) Loving the moon and finding it soothingly captivating.Complete
My Wife's Best Friend
Is it wrong to like your wife's best friend? Written by thisdangerouschickk Co-Written by ShadyJaxon All Rights Reserved ® Copyrights ©Complete
Beyond Broken
Virgil use to be a dark side and life was less than perfect. but he's a light side now so everything should be ok... Right? Trigger warning, self harm #1 in virgilsanders | 10th may 2020 | #1 in sandersides | 27th July 2020 | #1 in Logansanders | 19th November 2020| Btw cover does not belong to me.Complete
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐑𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡 𝐇𝐞𝐰𝐬𝐨𝐧
𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞. : ̗̀➛ 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡 𝐇𝐞𝐰𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐎𝐂
Andy Biersacks Daughter, An Ashley Purdy Love Story
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My Fucking Mess Of A Life
All the times I've had panic attacks, bad thoughts, etc. Basically all that shitty stuff. Warning: mentions of self harm, negative thoughts, and generally just depressing shit. Updates will happen whenever as I write when stuff happens to me because this is actually a non-fiction story. It doesn't seem like I'll be running out of things to write about any time soon though.Complete
Dorkily Ever After
It's clearly hard to fall in love with someone when you don't know you're already falling. It's harder to fall in love with someone whom you know wouldn't take the chance of falling in love with you back. And it's the hardest to just keep the feeling away, to distance yourself to that certain person you're in love with. ~~*~~ No matter who you are, where you're from and how fucking hot you are... Confessing to that someone you really like would be the hardest. CAUTION: This story slightly includes butt touching, perverting, and hot make outs. Read at your own risk. When their worlds -- the flawed but still perfect world-- collides, memories will be created, Memories will be reminisced and most of all, Memories will be lived. Highest accomplishment (so far) - #288 Teen FictionComplete
Planetary
General TW don't read if you're sensitive to heavy/kinda dark topics if not thanks for reading Planetary! (Edited 2025)
[[COMPLETED]] Go where your feet takes you Find what your heart looks for. No one is by your side. So the moon shall be your guide. ~•~•~ The moon was the only comfort she found, the only reassurance she could allow. The moon had shown her its soothing soft light, the only one who've seen her story. The only one who've heard of her silent cries. Elise Aubrie Winslow is a twelve year old girl. And the moon was the only thing she could rely on, the only thing she found as soothing despite the troubles she had. Nobody wanted to listen to her and so she closed her mouth for good. Nobody spared her a glance and so she was like a phantom wearing a mask to hide her screams and her quiet sorrowful wails. Nobody cared and so she learned on how to walk on her own, trying not to trip on her own two feet. Nobody understood her the way the moon did. But then she found them. And she felt like she was finally home. Like she finally knows where she truly belongs. And they stayed. They became her comfort. They became important. They became her home. Her family. Her moon. ____ Selenophilia (n) Loving the moon and finding it soothingly captivating.
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