#l.r

[strangers1991]

Eu te amei com o desespero de quem sabe que não vai amar nunca mais

[galaxia-de-escritos]

Las "dudas" y los "peros" nunca me abandonan, son tan constantes que comienzo a pensar que no soy más que una prisionera de ellos.

L.R

[risque-literature]

Loli Cinder I dare you to go into Beacons men's locker room when Jaune and Ren are taking a shower

“W-what?! N-Never I-“ she didn’t want to look bad. She sighed and hung her head before blushing. “Fine! But only to prove I won’t back down like a coward!” She said taking a deep breath and walking into the men’s locker room and showers, she was then met with Jaune and Ren, both completely naked and looking down at her. “There see! I did it!” She said triumphantly only to have something big, thick and long lay on her face. Opening he eyes she saw it was Jaunes hard cock, behind him Ren was stroking his own and before Cinder knew it she was picked up and stripped of her clothes.

Soon she found herself getting spitroasted between both teens. Her throat bulging from Rens cock while her pussy was getting stretched out by Jaunes. Their cocks went deep in as her legs and arms shook but limp. Her amber eyes rolled up as she felt Jaune enter her womb and how Rens balls smacked against her chin as her small tongue licked against his cock. Soon both of them groaned and came deep inside of Cinder filling both her stomach and womb full of cum before letting her go down Panting as she felt cum ooze from her small fucked pussy and how she coughed out some more form her mouth. “Th-There see... nothing to a dare.” She said not noticing the boys cocks getting hard again ready for round two. She’d be bred by the time the they finished.

[sunflowerletters]

There was a moment, the type where you can feel the unsung words lingering on their tongue. “Do you ever miss him when you’re really tired?” I finally asked, the moment that lingered stretched to close the distance between us. Finally, unflinching, the words I held so much stock in left her lips. “I miss him all the time,” her eyes flickered from the steering wheel to me. “I don’t have to be tired.” So it appeared, my heartbreak, was a bit easier to endure than hers.

Excerpt from a book I’ll never write

[salcmander-blog]

Lora Porpentina Arabella Scamander - Much like her grandfather, Newt, Lora held a fascination and adoration for the magical creatures of the world. Her favourite from childhood was the Bowtruckle, the first creatures she documented in her own journal, but unlike her grandfather’s documentation of them, Lora painted and drew them with such precision it was magic in itself.

She is rather shy girl, not one to speak out of turn or purposefully offend another - though without a thought before speech, it has happened too often. Lora has been told from a young age that her smile and mannerisms capture that of her grandfather’s in precision, maybe it was because she spent her childhood with him or maybe it was because of her own fascination.

One would find her in the far corners of the library or maybe studying the structure of the forbidden forest from a safe distance or perhaps…perhaps one would find her with her paints and her pencils, sketching a picture from the mind of Horklumps and Occamies.

Do be careful when approaching Lora Scamander as the simple crunch of a twig or intake of a heavy breath could spook her away into hiding.

[strangers1991]

Ela gosta...

- de coisas simples 

- de momentos inesquecíveis 

- de boas conversas 

- de atenção 

- de sorrisos bobos 

"Não precisa de muito"

- S.F   

[strangers1991]

independente do tempo, te amo.

independente do dia, te amo.

independente do meu humor, te amo.

porque meu mundo pode estar de cabeça pra baixo, confuso o quanto for, te amo.

a qualquer momento, te amo.

de todos os jeitos possíveis e impossíveis, te amo.

- S.F

[strangers1991]

Descobri uma música nova que me lembrou de você. Pensei em te mandar, mas lembrei também dessa nossa distância. Engoli a música, engoli a saudade, e o silêncio tomou conta de mim. Tenho que aceitar que aquela nossa intimidade não existe mais.

- S.F / Strangers1996