Kindan
- LECTURAS 19
- Votos 2
- Partes 3
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Última publicación vie, abr 19, 2024
"People usually find me dull and boring, you know" she said, blowing air into her palms. The winds only seemed to be getting chillier as we sat beside each other; it was getting cold.
My head found a place on her shoulder, breathing in a sense of comfort as our bodies exchanged each other's warmth. "I think. . . I don't really mind this boring."
It was hard to hide the small smile that came wrapped with my words. I heard her chuckle. And with a shake of her head, she was blowing air inton her palms again.
"That's a first."
"Is it really though?" I raised my head, squinting my eyes at her. She halted, a soft sigh escaping her lips. "Sometimes it all feels like a dream", she murmured, her grey eyes lazily glazing over to mine.
"You, me . . . us"
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The stars twinkled as the moonlight shone upon us as we stared at the sky. "People just don't understand," I thought aloud as I laid on the blanket next to my blue-eyed beauty. Well, not necessarily mine but you get it. "How so do you mean?" She whispered quietly as her gaze remained set on the stars. My eyes fell upon her curvy silhouette as she sat beside me with a bottle of tequila in her hand. "I mean that people just don't understand, they don't try to. They're all caught up in their problems and don't look at any bigger picture at all." I explain and take a swig of my water, only sitting up slightly. "Yeah," She sighed and untwisted the cap of her bottle. "People are stuck in their illusions of finding these realities they think they find, but really don't. They make themselves miserable by trying to find these realities when they really don't know what's best for them." Her confusing explanation didn't but did make sense, or maybe it was just the curves of her lips that can make everything make sense. "That does but does not make a lot of sense. Why would all of these people just make themselves miserable? I don't think they really try. Who tries to make themselves upset?" I banter gently with her, trying to understand what she hides in her head behind her long and wavy hair. "But don't you get it?" The words rolled smoothly off of her luscious lips and I lost myself in her voice. "People are so hung up in finding these realities but they don't realize that illusion is the first of all pleasures." She let the cap roll off of her hand and took a swig in the moonlight.Concluida
What If I'm Not Enough? (Intersex)
I never thought that I'd think a person was refreshing, and I'm not talking about that, 'I just took a drink of cold water after playing outside all day long' type of refreshing. I'm talking about the feeling of fresh bedroom sheets that hug you into them as you lay yourself down to sleep. The type of refreshing satisfaction you feel getting to watch your favorite athlete lead in the top spot on a comeback tour. The sensation of smelling the air on the first morning of fall, and feeling the leaves crunch beneath your feet as the breeze says hello, bringing it all full circle for you. Or even the visibility of elated excitement over a forgotten childhood memento that shifts you back into your younger self and your favorite memory. I truly never thought I'd think like that. My brain is hardwired a certain way and I didn't think it ever possible to think even a small sliver of what most people would consider normal. ©️ All Rights Reserved.
Kósmima
She suddenly sat up, her light blue hair swaying on her back. "But hey, at least you could always ask me if you want some kind of space or something." She looks at me with the brightest smile pasted on her face. A smile slowly formed on my face as I looked at her. Her smile was like this infectious thing that would brighten the whole room. I sat up and glanced down on the mirrored ground - I could see my own reflection. Blonde hair, red eyes looking right straight at me, a smile. But the smile was almost evil in the reflection. I closed my eyes, the smile that found its way on my face disappeared. "Don't stop smiling." I look up to see Lyv gazing at me softly, observing me. "You look beautiful when you smile." **credits to the owner of the picture I used as the book cover**Concluida
Hello Doctor (Extended Version)
"Kiss me," while looking straight into her grey eyes. Chuckling she said, " Sorry, Ms.Walker but I'm not interested". I walked close to her now she was trapped between me and my desk I leaned down and got closer to her ear and said "I am not asking"almost in a whisper. She looked at me like I lost my mind "Ms.Walker, I'm seriously not interested " she said while pushing me lightly to get me away from her. But I grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards me. Now our bodies were touching and I was looking at her with lust in my eyes." Ms.Walker, let go of me" she yelled. I let her go and said," Do you have 100 million dollars?" She looked at me confused and I handed her the agreement she read it and her eyes widened in horror. "Never thought that someone could play your trick back on you, right?
Hate to Love me
She had been alone with me before but the air in the car was excruciatingly lovely. It felt like home. It was as if she was my wife and I was just driving us home after a long day. At the same time, it felt like I couldn't breathe. For fucks sake, my chest was sweating, but I loved it. I glanced at her as she was leaning her head on the window, her dark ponytail sprawled over her chest. She looked so daunting and elegant it made my heart clench. Sometimes, when I looked really hard and noticed everything I didn't get the chance to in all of the nine years I've known her before she disappeared, it made me feel like a high school boy again. That feeling of happiness when I was with her. Or even just the thought of her. Fuck. I grabbed a cigarette from out of one the cup holders and lit it up, trying to distract myself from her. I inhaled, but when I turned to look at Selene she was covering her nose with her shirt. I furrowed my brows and scowled. Did I smell? "What's wrong?" I softly asked. She glanced at me and shook her head gently, dismissing me. I clenched my jaw. When I pulled my hand up to inhale another smoke, it finally clicked. I quickly threw it out the window and turned the AC on, rolling our windows up. I felt her stare on the side of my face and gulped, trying my fucking best not to smile. "Why did you do that?" She asked me, her voice low. Almost sounding like she was whispering. I quickly shot her a glance before answering. "You have asthma." Her gaze darkened. It was so quiet I could hear her heart beating rapidly while we stared at each other. I couldn't help but want to reach up and kiss her, and hold her like she deserved. She swallowed her saliva and looked away, a smile starting to form on the corners of her lips. I chuckled, already knowing I couldn't escape her now. I wouldn't be able to. It'd be like not having oxygen. And so help me, God, if I didn't have my oxygen.
Sanely Yours
-- PROLOGUE "Let me get this straight. We have nothing in between us, except for the deal we made that day" he spoke in a monotonous tone. "I am the one carrying your name behind me; we are married. how can you say we have nothing in between us? Huh" She yelled at him, tears blurred her vision, and she spoke her heart to him. "For god's sake, this marriage was to save you! Can't you get that? I did not do it willingly, I do not love you!!" He yelled back at her, shattering her heart into pieces. "Why can't you just love me?" She spoke, as she cried the tears of hurt, and pain. Her heart thumped loudly due to the shivering sensation She felt all over her body. "I never made a commitment to you, or gave you any false hope, neither did i say that i love you. Did i?" He asked her, in a very cold tone. She looked at him through her teary eyes. It's getting difficult for her to even breathe. "It was your eyes, the damn eyes. Who gave me the false hope. They say, "Eyes speak the truth," but what about mine? Couldn't you feel the sincerity within them, expressing my deep affection for you? Why didn't you see the love shining in them? Was it too complex to understand? Couldn't you notice the warmth as they gazed at you? They search for you in every corner, If only you realized how they silently echoed the emotions I couldn't articulate. They say, "Eyes never deceive." But what about yours? They played a trick on me when they met mine, painting a facade of a world that wasn't real. They made me feel loved, Leading me into a belief that crumbled, louder than your spoken promises. Why did they betray me? Was it your eyes or you that masked the truth?" He stayed still, not moving or saying anything at her statement. --
The Luminosity of Love
I hold a hand to my face, taking a deep breath. "That's fine, I'll get some later. I just don't understand how you were able to chase away the dark." Y/n turned her gaze to the wall, mumbling something so I couldn't hear. "What'd you say?" I asked. She laughed, shaking her head. "Nothing, just... something stupid." I smile and rub my thumb over her knuckles. "Come on, tell me. I'm not going to judge you." "Promise?" "I promise." She sighs before saying, "Maybe it was the luminosity of love," throwing her head back for dramatic affect. I stifle a laugh and she glares at me. "Hey! You said you wouldn't judge." "No, I'm not judging you! It just sounds funny." She huffs, glaring at the wall. I smile before mumbling, "the luminosity of love, I like it." Markiplier X reader Collab number: Who even knows With @abigailwright7Concluida![Alex's Girl [Lesbian]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/1888869-256-k866491.jpg)
Alex's Girl [Lesbian]
"Are you... lost?" Someone asked, her tone impatient. I stopped scanning the room to find the woman behind the voice. I blinked. She had the most luminous blue eyes I had ever seen. Even in the dim glow of the bar they glowed brightly, like her pupils were some type of smooth stone at the bottom of a clear blue ocean. Within her blue there flickered tiny speckles of silver, which gave her an icy, somewhat stony appeal. But it was her slight, lopsided smile that erased any signs of wanting to be alone. No wonder this bar was so popular. "Uh, no," I said, holding up the Help Wanted sign I had snagged from the front window. The woman's cool eyes flickered between the sign and me. She didn't say anything, only looked slightly thoughtful as slender fingers raked through her long blonde hair. "What can you do?" She finally asked, definitely not expecting me to be able to do much of anything at all. She'd be right. "Anything and everything," I answered-lied-instantly, hoping I didn't look too desperate, didn't sound too eager. To be perfectly honest, I hadn't worked a day in my life. My hands were used to weekly manicures not hard labor. But desperate times call for desperate measures. The blonde appeared thoughtful again. Those magnificent eyes gave me a once over, slow and steady. You could see the cogs turning in her head as she considered it. I decided to try and sound more convincing. "I have many skills," I added. Okay, so I stole that from Xena, but I was hoping it worked as well for me as it did for her. The blonde lifted a sculpted brow and the smile was, once again, back on her lips. She seemed amused. Maybe she was a Xena fan? "Alright... I'll start you off cleaning the bathrooms, sweeping the floors, doing the dishes..." Crap.Concluida
The stars twinkled as the moonlight shone upon us as we stared at the sky. "People just don't understand," I thought aloud as I laid on the blanket next to my blue-eyed beauty. Well, not necessarily mine but you get it. "How so do you mean?" She whispered quietly as her gaze remained set on the stars. My eyes fell upon her curvy silhouette as she sat beside me with a bottle of tequila in her hand. "I mean that people just don't understand, they don't try to. They're all caught up in their problems and don't look at any bigger picture at all." I explain and take a swig of my water, only sitting up slightly. "Yeah," She sighed and untwisted the cap of her bottle. "People are stuck in their illusions of finding these realities they think they find, but really don't. They make themselves miserable by trying to find these realities when they really don't know what's best for them." Her confusing explanation didn't but did make sense, or maybe it was just the curves of her lips that can make everything make sense. "That does but does not make a lot of sense. Why would all of these people just make themselves miserable? I don't think they really try. Who tries to make themselves upset?" I banter gently with her, trying to understand what she hides in her head behind her long and wavy hair. "But don't you get it?" The words rolled smoothly off of her luscious lips and I lost myself in her voice. "People are so hung up in finding these realities but they don't realize that illusion is the first of all pleasures." She let the cap roll off of her hand and took a swig in the moonlight.
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