He struggled with his senses on fire, knowing that patience was the only thing that kept him from devouring her to recover.
As soon as the blond was a few inches up, the lightning that was ricocheting around merged underneath him to create a small hexagon shape just underneath his butt and began to help push.
You'd be snugger than a scorpion in a rug in the desert!
Poor boi, don't sit on him!! (OxO)
PETA will have a field day with you! (OxO)/ Fly you fool
It's a lil joke, playing on the "snug as a bug in a rug" idea, but since it's a desert, the animal would be a scorpion! It's a lil joke... Haha.
Touya grinned evilly as he looked at his palm.
I swear, he's not evil. Probably.
Touya grinned, though Basil couldn't see it, he could hear the enthusiasm.
allll righty and off to sleepy time!
“I wonder if I can get my pay in origami folded bills. I think I still owe Sato some money.”
“I mean, you wouldn't go on a voyage with someone who annoys you, right?”
Oh look the british baking show is on #ProcrastinationFuel
On the way back she looked to Dewi. “...I’m not wearing a fluffy pink dress.”
"I have read so many romance novels to know! It is obvious!"
He's right – you're not a shield.
This is one of those days where you write 2 sentences, go off and do something for an hour, then come back and realize all you'd written is 2 sentences. QQ
"Hua-jie, where is my chocolate milk?"
turns the chair around, sipping the milk from the cup in my hands. laughs evilly. IT IS MINE NOW, SUCKER!!!
/couldn't resist MWAHAHAHAHA
back to actually writing serious stuff here.
Lady Mia should know where it is.
The smile fell from his face as he registered the thought, An angry king's knight interrogating about how we got the seal done would just be asking for trouble.
Writing is just so slow going right now.
She had no idea why she was feeling so bold, suggesting a second date before the first, it had to be the jacket.
Turns out he thinks I work too much and need a vacation day.
From Greer's Adventures: Romamates
"The door remained locked since his death and no one stepped past the threshold since."
For my upcoming short story. Hopefully I'll finish writing soon.
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"My coworker complained about my hair being unprofessional. I need you to help me put so much gel in it that it sticks straight up into the sky, because I believe it would benefit him if he saw an actual unprofessional hairstyle."
Luce nods in agreement as he follows his boyfriend into his closet