http://slow.writerscafe.org/Asilem The original writings of author Asilem en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776013039 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A fluffy smut fic featuring Tom Hiddleston as the romantic interest. 2nd POV http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Asilem/1230457/ Roses are sometimes red.Violets are not blue.I thought this was stupidSo I tried something new.You may like itYou may notBut I couldn't let this rhymeJust sit here and rotMaybe if what I addedWas something about dyingI pretty sure that would draw eyesWithout even trying.What is it about deathThat ev.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Asilem/1184387/                 I starenumbly at the glowing button on the key pad, waiting for the elevator doors toclose. 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