Fruits Basket Ao3 Novels & Stories

Setting the basket back down, I quickly removed the covering with one swift jerk while jumping back in case something jumped out at me. I waited. Nothing. I finally braved a look into the basket and was delighted with what I saw. My mouth salivated at the sight of a half of a round loaf of freshly baked bread, a small square of cheese, an apple, and a wide mouthed jug of Meade. After seeing the Meade, I was grateful I hadn’t kicked the basket any harder than I had or I’d have been out one jug of delicious brew. As dehydrated as I was, that would have been a tragedy.

To see the legendary fruit right in front of him caused an enraptured and relieved smile to form on his lips. “You’re saved, Faye,” he cooed, his grin blossoming into one that echoed a mirthful child’s. He watched as the flowers and greenery surrounding the fruit withered and shriveled, until all there was left was the Ambrosia Fruit and its odd, colorful resplendence. It glimmered and dazzled in glorious radiance, puzzling its onlookers with the nagging feeling that it was more than just a fruit and more of an actual, sapient lifeform.

Scars didn't matter to him. He still treated me like a goddess. Not the way Bruce made me hate my own reflection so damn much to the point I couldn't stand to look at it. *** I spent my nights working on my novel... Because all of the time that I was spending with Arturo was giving me more inspiration than ever. Writing the book that I'd started when I was in bed with Bruce that day... Forbidden Fruit. Arturo knew that I loved to write... But he didn't criticize me for it.

The writing filled round orange peels, apples, and pears in the basket. Verss just looked at the fruit without many expressions, he should have smiled seeing Gale's apologetic writings, but, for some reason, he couldn't feel anything. Mimin looked at Verss's face for a moment, he also thought Verss would like it, he was the one who gave Gale the idea to write and draw on the surface of the fruit to make Verss touched. But, looks like it’s failed, he just looked at the fruit one by one and put them back in place, expressionless.

There was a huge table before the terrace where he was sitting. “Are you waiting for someone?” I felt brave enough to walk up to him and pull him back to reality. He shook his head and smiled, turning to look at me. “I brought you these, thought you would love them. They’re exotic fruits—try them,” he gently touched the basket, pushing it toward me on the table before smiling. “I like your dressing sense; it’s such a signature look,” he looked me up and down and said. “Such femininity is my type,” I heard him mumble, and my skin broke out in goosebumps. I liked what I was hearing.

They loved her for her good heart. As she approached the park, she took a moment to investigate the contents in the baskets. Apples, bananas, grapes, cherries... guessing to herself she made out that Jen did not know what fruits the prince would prefer so she put together whatever she could find. Shinja did not know either so she went with whatever Jen had come up with.

Standing in the door way. Suddenly my basket feels heavy. I look down and find some fruits in my basket. Some apples, a few ripe oranges and a papaya. I look to my side and find Gabriella ~the nice girl from the bath room. Beside me. She had deliberately tilted almost half her full basket into my empty one. I look up at her in confusion. "You'd thank me later. " she says as she winks and hurriedly moves forward till she is lost in the crowd. I look down at my basket and I tighten my grip on it. For some reason I feel having a basket with content is important.

Sofia Jones is a seventeen-year-old human who has never met her father. Her mother is never around because she would rather spend her time at the club than with her daughter. She isn't the most popular girl in school and only has one friend, Ella. Sofia has been in love with her best friend's twin brother since middle school, but she knows they can never be together, not only because he is the most popular boy who has been bullying her since freshman year but also because he is her best friends brother. Ethan Black is the most popular boy in school. He is the Quarterback of the football team, and he can have any girl he wants, except for the one he has been in love with since the fifth gr

“Can we come inside?” Olena paused and glanced at Zinnia, silently asking. Zinnia hesitated, then gave a small nod. “You can come in,” she said quietly. The two strangers stepped inside, carrying a woven basket between them. Inside, bright apples, ripe cherries, and clusters of grapes. “We… we both wanted to give you these.” One of the girls pushed the basket forward, her gaze fixed on Olena. Olena frowned in confusion but reached out, accepting the fruit. “Sorry,” she asked cautiously, “but who sent you?”

The basket was filled with a lot of fruits, and different cheeses, breads and sandwiches of every kind. “It looks so yummy.” Liam stood up and took a sandwich. I took the first one that came out of the basket and unwrapped it. I sighed contently, the smell of cheese was overwhelming me, but it also made my mouth water even more. Alpha Ethan chuckled softly, “I take it that you like it.” “I do, I really needed this.” I replied and stuffed another piece of fruit into my mouth, the taste melted in my mouth and spread through me. My stomach was rumbling loudly now.