I was speechless. she was pretty damn beautiful. if i had to guess, i'd say she was around 37. "i'm dante. dante blackwell."
Clean, Fox, No-Yiff, Wolf
What had just been thrown upon glaive was nearly too much to handle, he was speechless even though he had so many questions to ask the blessed being. eventually he managed a "yes."
Action, Adventure, Dream, Gay, Heterosexual, MLP, My Little Pony, Plot Development, Rhyme, Series, Story Series, Superheroes
A new sight turned her speechless, unintentionally giving pause
"... and why is that harlot dressed like santa claus!?"
"can it be true? has comprehension reached you at last?"
Christmas, Holiday, Mew, Mewtwo
Tomorrow is like today and so now you say, nothing comes out as you remain speechless.
so sleep until you wake up this way, congratulations, you broke the limit.
think you can do it again?
Happy, Joyful, Poem, Short, a new day, uplifting
Now serving:
uncomfortable revelations
venti was speechless, his mouth agape as his brain struggled to comprehend the information his father delivered.
they knew each other.
Daddy Issues, Earl, Graveyard Greg, Hyena, Jackal, Lion, Novel, Sam, Venti, Welcome Back to Cappuccinos!, art, furry
I was speechless, and just looked at him until he broke the silence, he said "so where is the boy?"
Dragon, Fantasy
Anderson was left speechless, unable to say anything. "i'll be the one to judge its value," calvin continued. "if it truly isn't anything to be worried about... then you shouldn't have to worry about it."
Anger, Carrier Wolves, Friendship, Gay, Gay Relationships, Love, M/M, Male, Meme, No-Yiff, Plot Development, Polar Bear, Romance, Sci-Fi, Science Fiction, Shiba Inu, Space, Weasel, Wolf, arcturus, tension
I was speechless, yes, speechless. why the fuck! did they do that?! i look back at the solid and opaque brown doors of the gym but the only sound that i could hear in the gym was a rhythmic padding.
Charizard, Clean, Club, Flygon, Garchomp, Ghost, M/F, No-Yiff, Noctowl, Pokemon, Pokemorph, blaziken, infernape, zoroark
Cross thy heart and hoping to die
butter scraped over too much bread
looking down and burying your head
all speechless because nothing can be said
watching the future with fear and dread
buildings once standing tall
to rubble, ashes, and nothing
Poetry