I try to avoid wearing shoes,I try to avoid wearing shoes, even the metaphorical kind.
There’s something about being touched by every blade of grass and affectionately scratched by every crack in the sidewalk that dares me to take another step. And sometimes I need that.
And sure, after a while you find your feet stained black with asphalt, and some people think that’s ugly. Once or twice, you’ll probably notice a friendly piece of glass in the side of your toe, but at least in my experience, there’s always been someone who will gladly knock a stranger’s door and ask for tweezers.
Maybe wading through waterfalls means I’ll spend a third of my life with the sniffles, but hey, even illness is a feeling. So I’ll keep making snowfolk with my bare hands and dancing in the rain until my hair is soaked through. I’ll keep forgetting my jacket even though you’ve reminded me six times there’s a chance of a storm.
Once a butterfly has landed on your chest you can ne
Tavros x Troll!Reader: ,,,mATESPRITS? (Part 4)===> WELL THAT WAS TERRIBLE
You tried taking a step forward and fell on your face. Your flushcrush attempted to catch you, but she was too slow... with the weight of your new legs, you dropped like a rock in water. Oops. You didn't blame her though. How could you? How could you blame this perfect, magical, beautiful troll? After everything she's done for you? She apologized repeatedly for the mishap, but you brushed her off. After a while of practicing, she took you back to your hive in your wheelchair. You'd have to get used to this...
"Well that was fun, wasn't it?" The troll giggled as she strolled, elegantly, beside you. You refused to let her push you along. You glanced up at her as a shy smile flashed across your delicate features.
"I-I couldn't think of a, um, funner a-adventure I've ever had...!" You laughed, though the sound was quiet and self-conscious. You couldn't laugh any other way, even if you were comfortable around her. It just came out like that.
The troll glanced at