His body slowly started growing numb to the chill he had been in for hours. The hours of shivering and fighting the waves that pulled him under had caused nothing but pain and exhaustion. Now barely conscious he plummets to the bottom. Strong tugs yanking him further and further down. No sight of the surface or the floor. The only thing he could see was his pruney hand outstretched upwards hoping that something…someone will grab him and lift him up. However that was not the case all there was were reoccurring shakes from the cold and a harsh pain from the longest breathe he ever held. Bubbles made his way from his mouth floating upward
Breaking Stride (Dave x Reader) by turtlenecksandtea, literature
Literature
Breaking Stride (Dave x Reader)
It was dark outside, and you were sleeping, tucked soundly into your cozy bed, without a thought for the frigid world outside.
So naturally, when the rapping on your window started, it shocked you up and out of your cozy nest, where you sat upright, panting.
Dave Strider, the guy of your high-school dreams, is standing, staring through the (literally) frosted glass.
Now, there are a few things wrong with this scenario. One: Dave isn’t wearing his sunglasses, allowing the dim light of his blood-red eyes to shine vaguely through the glass. Two: He’s outside your freaking bedroom. (Uhh, major creep much?) Three: The most pleading
Wrong Session (Dave Strider/Reader) Part 1 by Ice-the-Hedgehog1441, literature
Literature
Wrong Session (Dave Strider/Reader) Part 1
A/N: If you want to read it the way it’s supposed to be read, you can copy/paste this into a Word Document and replace the following things (if you’d rather not, it’s not necessary):
(This is not just a ‘meet-fall-in-love-make-out’ type thing. It actually has a plot, but yes the reader and Dave are together. Just fair warning.)
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Replacement info:
(To replace a word, find ‘Navigation’ (Ctrl+f), hit ‘Replace’, type in the word to be changed in the ‘Find what’
KH Drabble// Saying Goodbye by Hisake-umii, literature
Literature
KH Drabble// Saying Goodbye
My dearest Axel,
What has happened to us?
What has happened to the fun we had?
To those afternoons with an endless sunset?
To those blissfull days filled with laughter?
Even though I adore our paradise,
Our quaint home at Destiny Island,
It feels like a prison.
It's tearing me apart,
Being away from you.
But I understand if you have other responsibilities,
And even more,
If you stay away.
I know you didn't like it,
Being with me, in the beginning.
Having you 'babysit' me.
I have the feeling
that you think staying with me,
Is a fulltime job.
I just hope that,
Whatever you're searching for,
When you're away,
Will make you happy.
And that i
Dear Valentine,
How have you been?
Dear Valentine,
Your smile makes things better for me.
Dear Valentine,
Do you think of me?
Dear Valentine,
I dream of you sometimes...
Dear Valentine,
Do you remember me?
Dear Valentine,
I remember getting lost in your eyes.
Dear Valentine,
Why do you cry?
Dear Valentine,
I cry too, when I'm feeling so alone.
Dear Valentine,
Do you smile?
Dear Valentine,
I smile sometimes. When I think of you.
Dear Valentine,
Do you want me to leave you alone?
Dear Valentine,
You're never alone, as long as you want me here...
Chasing Shadows of You... by WordOfChen, literature
Literature
Chasing Shadows of You...
Chasing Shadows of You...
No matter the years that pass me by,
It seems I am forever trapped.
For when it comes to deceiving myself,
I'm afraid I'm rather apt.
In the end the truth which I sought to avoid, is now knocking at my door...
A rabid rat that chews at me; one I can't ignore.
And though I might have grown this body, from the lonely years I've seen.
I'm afraid I can only chase the shadow, of my dearest Angeline.
- Chen Yuan Wen, 14th January 2012
Words Hurt
Hit me one more time
Hit me again
Push me around
On the floor
Down the stairs
It hurts less than your words
So kick me
Bruise my skin
But don’t call me names
‘Worthless, ugly’
It causes too much pain
I love you I really do
I’ll take the abuse
And be your punch bag
But please keep your words
My head can’t take it
My mind won’t survive
The truth....
It destroys me.