Grown outOnce you've met someone,
You never quite forget them.
Maybe it's been a while
Since you've last thought of them
Or seen them
But they're still there
And not at the same time
Maybe they've crossed your mind
A couple times
Maybe eye contact
But never the same
As it used to be
Maybe you don't hang out anymore
Maybe you don't remember them anymore
Maybe you don't talk anymore
Maybe you don't want to anymore
They were your past
And so were you
If you don't work on things,
It won't last.
Once you've met someone,
You never quite forget them.
They can cross your mind,
Stay in your heart,
But sometimes not in your life...
Pocky Game? [ Fem!Prussia x Reader ]Warning! Yuri!
All chicks, no dicks! Also, a pretty heated make-out scene...
Don't like, don't read.
You fell back onto the couch, staring at the ceiling fan as it spun, watching the dust fall from it. You really should get around to cleaning that... You probably could've done it right then, you had nothing else to do. But...the duster was on the other side of the room, and the chair was at your computer desk. It was too far away, and required too much effort on your part.
Your eyes began to drift shut, the comforting promise of sleep just in your grasp. Just as your heavy eyelids began to shut, a loud slam came from the door, causing your eyes to spring open. You tried sitting up rapidly, but you ended up falling out of your bed, your face deciding to say "hello" to the floor.
"Kesesese~ Finally got it open!" the familiar voice of your friend, and crush, Julchen exclaimed. You immediately scrambled up and bac
bondage nekoTHIS STORY IS FICTION, ANYTHING IN THE STORY BE IT SCENARIO OR CHARACTERS IS NOT REAL, ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18 OR OLDER
Laila got up and hopped out of her bed, she walked to the window and opened it, the neko village was getting crowded whit neko's again.
Laila went to the bathroom and washed her face, she rubbed her eyes to get the last bits of drowsiness away and looked in the mirror, her own blue eyes stared back and she looked at her fine nose and mouth, her shoulder length brown hair was still a bit messy from rolling around in her bed (a habit she couldn't get rid of) she combed her hair (while carefully avoiding her cat ears) and walked back to her room.
Laila walked to her wardrobe and grabbed her favorite skirt and shirt and got dressed, after putting her tail trough the hole in her skirt and panties she ran down.
Laila looked trough her fridge and noticed she was almost out of food, she would have to buy some more today, she took her last bits of fish and enjoyed breakfast.
Bath Time [Female!Hanji/You] [One-Shot]You wrapped an oversized white towel around your body before tying your hair up in a lose bun. Opening the door to your bedroom, you peeked your head out to make sure the coast was clear before making a mad dash the short distance to the woman's baths.
You opened the door, smiling to yourself. This late at night you were sure to have the place to yourself! You stepped inside, quietly shutting the door behind yourself.
A surprised squeak left your lips as you jumped, almost dropping your towel. "S-Squad Leader Hanji!" You quickly turned around to face the eccentric woman.
She grinned. "It's a good thing you came." She wadded over to the edge of the tub, folding her arms and laying her chin on top. "You can wash my back for me."
You felt your cheeks heat up as you shook your head. "I-I was just leaving!" Being self conscious as you were, you preferred to bathe alone, hence why you came this late at night.
Hanji chuckled. "Don't be silly!" She reached out, grabbing th
Teacher's pet 10 -yuri-"Ugh! I hate mondays!" Skylar complained as she did every monday.
"Don't we all?" I replied, searching through my locker.
"Is something bothering you?" She looked at me concerend.
Yes! I wanted to shout I lost my virginity to a teacher and a plastic dick (turns out she didn't use her fingers...) And I have felt so different since... My body feels like it never did before...
I shook my head no.
"Are you sure? I'm here for you if you need to talk."
I sighed. She didn't know how badly I wanted to tell her. "Nothing, really, maybe just stress."
"Okay," She reached out and hugged me, "I'm getting to class, positive there's nothing wrong?"
I hugged her back and nodded.
She walked away...
Gosh she's such a good friend and I hate lying to her. But I have a bigger problem than lying to my bestfriend. I'm really starting to believe Mrs. Star only asked me to be her girlfriend so that she could offically get in my pants without looking like a total bitch. I think this because she never called me
Test: Zoey and the Huntress Zoey X Huntress
Slight trigger warning.
Out of everything regarding this infection, or in more blunt terms the very near extinction of the human race, Zoey hated the nights by far the most. Sure she was inside of a reinforced safe-house, strong metal walls and doors making sure nothing could just wander inside, instead it was these hours of laying in bed, having to use earphones and music to block out the distant sounds of crazed infected that take a toll on one's sanity. To lie there all alone with absolutely nothing left in this world she held dear.
Hours passed and Zoey eventually got out of bed with an annoyed, frustrated sigh. By now she was wondering just how long the human body could actually survive without sleep, then again she no longer feared death. Despite her resilience, it had been years since she last saw another survivor and she nowadays often found herself aiming her trusted handgun to her own temple, always edging closer to pulling the trigger.
At least I can still dream...
My life was as good as it could be. I think back to it with nostalgia and a wish so deep that somehow, someday I can return to how things were. But that is sadly not possible. So many tears I have cried at the knowledge of my situation. But tears can't change anything, and I must stop my crying when he tells me to. I must obey to stay alive.
I just have to make the best of it as it is now, despite how dark it seems. At least I can still visit my beloved Trillia in my dreams at night. If I close my eyes and shut out everything else, my memories can become so real just for me. And I am once again among friends and family at the place I can no longer return to.
A warm summer day, so warm in the light period and far from the times of constant darkness that periodically engulfs the planet known as Trillia. Home of the peace-loving race called Trillen, quiet creatures mastering communication through telepathy and living in harm