Morning Glory
She was sorta awake, now. sorta. laying completely still for a few more moments. minutes. maybe. it was always a chore. getting to sleep, convincing her mind to slow down? to surrender? to turn off? but waking up was even more difficult, sometimes.
Maxwell's Silver Ramblings( Jacob part 6)
"oh don't worry kitty, i'll take good care of you. " jacob said soothinly "he's sorta like you were" maxwell said. "he got himself raped, and this is what happened.
Avalon - Prelude
I can sorta see this story going places. thanks ^^
My Vixen
This is sorta just a first for me bear in mind (no pun intended) that this was written by my sleep deprived mind at 4 in the morning . my vixen i sigh and shiver as my body searches for yours while i slumber.
The Ocean
. ^^ oh, and i had read learning to swim by gabrielclyde, which sorta inspired this piece. ^^ his profile (coz i can't do a hyperlink or anything like that at the mo): https://gabrielclyde.sofurry.com the mentioned story (for your pleasure if you didn't read
Caged Balloons - chapter 1
sorta hit you by accident... what were you running so fast from anyway? wait. is this the guy who was running from the hospital? [rabbit] that's... kind of complicated....
Gas, Grass, Or… A Good Time
"told ya ta buckle up and all when y'all got in but ya seemed sorta distracted by something."
Brave new world prologue: seeds of destruction
- well i'm starting a new series sorta like a historical fiction but different . any and all character suggestions are welcome .
2.7 - Mental as Anything
I sorta saw that." "not enough to let it happen again, maybe, but ... " a sigh. flexing his hoppy feet. " ... i hope you weren't mad." looking at the floor. and then back up, the squirrel replied, "i wasn't. caught off-guard, maybe.
poetry
I kicked myself later for not thinking about it, since i sorta just winged it.
Love your lil puppy pt7
"i'm sorta thirsty" he says quietly i get up "what would you like to drink little buddy" i say as i got a bottle out. "juice!"
The Red Room
Not really silk, just something sorta like. and not a blanket either, just a big piece cut off something bigger. they let me keep it - the not-blanket, not the basket. at least for a while. i still remember it.