Junior Year: The End
#26 of junior year i groggily rubbed my eyes and looked around at the blurred room around me. putting my glasses on, clarity was adopted and i saw my room. it was the morning of finals, a month after the events of the riot.
Locktober One Year Later
The fox came in and murred softly, pressing up to the panther to feel over his toned chest, "oh, for a year. this is his one year anniversary." with hips thrusting firmly, the panther reply with a groan, "uhn...really.
Teaching A Bear New Magic Tricks
This was a poem i wrote to mark it having been two years since i made my sona with the first story featuring him. it’s now been almost double that time with another two years about to have passed.
Junior Year: Aftermath
(guess which year?) anyways... hope you liked this little update. kergiby away!_
year
It's been a year how could i fear that i could change so much only a year but now i'm here and i'm fragile to the touch (fragile) (fragile) so many friends are dead or gone didn't even hear their swan songs i just hope mine
A Perfect Winter Holiday
It was the start of a new year, a **truly** new year, and for the first time in the entire lives, ty and emily could look to the future and embrace all of the peace that the world had to offer.
Seven Years
I've been searching for you for seven years." the young man's eyes went wide, "yes alex, seven... long... years." weregarurumon didn't realize that he was leaning closer to the spoken to with each word, but wound up nose to nose with him.
Junior Year: The Escape
#22 of junior year "haley? i- is that you?" i walked towards her and looked at her. i couldn't believe it. haley was a fox. what... what the fuck? "who?" i loosened her bindings and she fell into my arms. "my dad."
Woodlyn (Beck 7)
Theo: i know that i've been up in your face about things, but i never was like that 3 years ago. hoover: what was it all like rib? rose: so that's why she... i'm not saying it. don't even ask me.
What Measures a Heart, ch. 1
Chapter 1 - The Party is On "Levi! Are you done with the cookies yet?" The high-pitched, squeal-like question caused the college-aged, scarlet-colored dragon to sigh. He glanced over his muscular shoulder at his tan-scaled younger adoptive sister...
Dead Years
There will be no more dead years, only great ones.
Junior Year: The Talk
"i've known for about a year now." "a year? why didn't you tell me? i mean, really? what the hell? i'm your best- your _only_ friend, and you chose not to tell me? i mean, that's something pretty big to hold inside yourself for that long."