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CapriciousnessThe lone sound of footsteps, of which were adorned by heels, echoed up and down the streets.Capriciousness by RagingDragonair
...soon followed by the sound of a key digging into a doorknob, and a lock clicking open.
At first, the house was quiet.
The woman entered into the large foyer, eyes fixating on the pair of winding stairs which led to the next floor.
The home, polished and cleaned from the base to the very roof was quickly filled with the noise of rapid footsteps, each clamoring in various tempos and dynamics, 5 pairs of tiny feet on one side of the steps and four pairs on the other.
Her blue eyes, adorned with greyish hues immediately brightened as they met the cause of such commotion-her children, which piled over on another just to get to their dear mother.
And, Serena in turn, dropped the bags and suitcases from her arms and hands, dropping to her knees as the first two reached her outspread arms-the youngest set of identical twins, who just happened to look entirely like her in four year-old form.
Who is guilty of...Who...Who is guilty of... by StellaMuffins
1. Hogs the sheets? - Conflicting
Her socked feet lazily dragged across the smooth, wood floor of their little home in Pallet. Balling up the hem of her long sleeve pajama shirt into her small fist, her fist rose up, and let the sleeve brush against her eye. A small yawn escaped the young woman's lips as she dragged herself down the dark hall, and into the master bedroom.
Leaf's hazel eyes gazed down to the bed, letting her mouth curve upward. She did have a pretty tiring day, and to arrive home to an awaiting, comfortable bed to rest upon made her feel at ease. When the bed was close enough, gravity took over her body, and she flopped onto the bed. "Mn..." Her small face buried itself into the soft pillow as she curled up into a fetus position, pulling the entire piece of snuggly cloth over her body. Then, a loud sigh echoed through the room as she closed her eyes.
Walking out of the bathroom, a shirtless Green blinked
As Precious As You1. Hobbies aren't meant to always be enjoyable - HoennChampionAs Precious As You by StellaMuffins
It had become something far less than just a hobby anymore. It was more than just a favorite past time. For Steven Stone, stone collecting and hunting was something he lived for (ironically, he did live up to his hobby, his own name spells it out). From being a lone child who would observe small rocks and whatnot, throughout his whole life, they never failed to fascinate him.
It was now a simple, piddling thing to do.
No longer did Steven find his absolute favorite hobby enjoyable, in fact, it really was the only thing that he could do to sidetrack himself from everything and everyone.
He had remembered her words; her perfect voice that he could still hear as it rang through his ears, mind, and heart—she was really fond of peridots. Her mother had gifted her a pair of peridot earrings, and he had wanted to complete her bea
Petty Illusion Her view of the world around her is untainted; what he likes to refer to as the epitome of perfection through his eyes.Petty Illusion by StellaMuffins
The sweet promises she tosses towards him are more than just small promises to him. With a beautiful smile always curving her plump, pink lips, he prefers it this way. Her world revolves around excitement, happiness, rainbows and all the simple things that would create the exemplary, cliché happy ending.
He knows of how wrong her beliefs are. He's seen it himself; oh, how cruel and dark the world they descend upon really is. A place where dreams are nothing but a sappy illusion to fool the petty minds of those who think of the complete opposite. It was all a misunderstood, reversing mirage. No, in this world, where sin is present in practically any direction viewed at, her stupid, virtual view is nothing.
Yet, he does nothing to try and provoke her. He'll let her have her own happy illusion. He'll let her toss h
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