#moon's writes

[m00nxghost]

tickle fights w price please 😫🤭

tickle fights w/ price

Of course! I'm going to love writing this drabble. Thanks for the idea 💞✨️

A/n: Gender neutral reader, O.O.C, just fluff,price being a love!!

It started with you in your bed sleeping. John had already woken up, he just waited for you to wake up.

John likes to give you hugs and kisses in the morning, so he hugged you but made you feel ticklish. you giggled and looked at your husband as he looked at you curiously. "Was that a laugh, my love?" You just nodded.

John wanted to test some things so he tickled you while you laughed, you decided to do the same.

The day started with the two of you having a tickling competition, your husband was determined to beat you. but little did him know that you were faster.

You would go around the house and tickle him while he did the same to you.

When the afternoon arrived, the two of you were on the couch having a tickle war until you surrendered saying it's ok john you won, stop before I need to go to the bathroom.

John discovered your weak spots for tickling just like you discovered his. From afternoon to night it was a tickle war that ended in laughter and kisses. Did you feel extremely comfortable spending the day close to your husband doing something that may have been silly but made him smile and look at you with a more passionate look.

This became an occasion between the two of you, a way to keep in touch.

Thanks for sending me this idea!! I really loved it, especially since price is a nice character! Thanks, anon. I hope you like this drabble 💞🫶

[feral-ballad]

Anne Michaels, from Skin Divers; “Skin Divers”

[Text ID: “Like the moon, I want / to touch places / just by looking.”]

[mournfulroses]

Charles Baudelaire, from The Flowers of Evil: Poems; "The Possessed,"

[existingillusion]

Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

[transrevolutions]

FREE PALESTINE, END THE OCCUPATION! ✊🏼✊🏽✊🏾✊🏿

[whisperofwonder]

Kuroo Tetsurou knows how to tie a tie. He wore one every day of high school, after all. It's not a difficult skill to master. Truthfully, he could probably do it in his sleep.

But, all those years ago, you offered so sweetly. It wasn't hard for him to say, sheepishly, "Sure. I'm not too good with these things."

Ever since, it's one of the most cherished parts of his morning routine. He watches as you hold up random ties from his collection, eying them thoughtfully before making your selection. You stand so close to him, your gentle fingers turning up his collar and looping the tie around his neck. He can smell your shampoo, feel the warmth of your skin. Your fingertips brush the sensitive skin of his neck as you make the knot, sending tiny thrills of electricity through him each time.

"There," You always say as you smooth his collar down, "Perfect." You give the knot one final tug, and it's a familiar signal. He closes the gap, pressing a kiss to your lips as you finally let go of the tie.

"Thanks, babe," He always murmurs against your lips before he pulls away.

You always grin. "Have a good day, today."

He thinks he's done well, all these years, hiding the truth from you. His one harmless fib.

It's his cousin's wedding. He's surprised to learn how many of the groomsmen really don't know how to tie a tie. He's going around the room, tying one tie after another, when he hears a familiar voice just inside the door. Freezing halfway though the final one, he slowly turns, caught in the act. You're crossing the room before he can even begin to feel foolish.

"I always knew, you know," You say simply, a teasing smile making your eyes dance. You tug the tie draped loosely around his own neck, the one he'd been saving for last. "Need a little help with that?"

As you carefully tie the tie for him, then tug him down for a sweet kiss, he thinks he might be falling in love with you all over again.

(part 2)

[peaceishim]

The one who loves the moon, still loves it when it is not in the sky, when it might not be in front of their eyes. The love is still there.

-A.S.

[demigods-posts]

i'm one hundred percent certain that after percy and annabeth made out underwater. and he wanted to make their relationship official. the question was not "will you be my girlfriend?" but "can i be your boyfriend?" i don't care what the canon says. percy gave annabeth the space to take the lead in the relationship. because after a lifetime of being abandoned by everyone she dared to care for. and then watching her on the brink of a panic attack at the thought of losing him the last four years. he wanted to honor a new beginning between them by follow her lead and moving at her pace.

[pillowspace]

artist/writer cycle

[alchemistmelody]

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Al Ghul Twins: the Sun and the Moon

Polar opposites of each other, the Demon Twins. They like to pretend as each other from time to time, or, other times, they like acting perfectly in sync, like the creepy horror twins they are.

The titles first start when someone calls Danny the Shadow of the Moon. Never seen, never noticed, never given much thought until suddenly it's too late. Danny laughs and says that Damian is the Moon, then - his Moon, always orbiting around. Damian rolls his eyes.

Over time, the titles change and shift, gaining more meaning. More weight behind them.

When Talia introduces Bruce to the twins, she calls them her Sun and Moon. Bruce mentions it to the rest of the kids once, and they adopt it. It seems logical, really.

Danny, the Sun, smiling and laughing, eager for affection and never one to back down from hugs. Damian, the Moon, distant and reserved, keeping to himself and cold at times.

It's only months later, when they mention it in Jason's presence, that he laughs at them.

They have it all wrong, as it turns out. Not only because the titles have nothing to do with the twins' characters.

The Sun, fierce, bright and unrelenting, the heat that will wear you down to exhaustion, the fire and flames of rage, the star that everything centers around. The mirage in the desert, the power that bows to no one, never to be ignored.

The Moon, distant, cold, and unassuming, the pull of the tide, the only light in the darkness, causing shadows to seem so much darker, the harbinger of nightmares. The faint presence in the evening skies, the howl of a wolf, the influence you can easily ignore until suddenly you can't afford to.

Damian, the Sun, rash and quick to act on impulse, leaving a burning path in his wake. Danny, the Moon, silent and almost gentle, who you won't notice until it's too late.

Consider yourself lucky if you are left with only a scorch when you come too close to the Sun because he can, and he will burn you to ashes if he desires. But with the Moon, you are in luck if he kills you. Because when he doesn't, the shadows creep closer, crawling behind your back, and you keep looking around, knowing that the strike will come but not knowing when.

Danny laughs, quips, and plays pranks, but his eyes are cold like the lake frozen solid. Damian scolds, clicks his tongue, and brushes you off, but his eyes are full of fire that never dies out.

Talia's eyes are dark and full of secrets, like she herself is full of carefully wrapped lies and dark corners. The Demon Twins call her their Sky: vast and unknown, charming and stealing your breath away until there's no air in your lungs and the stars dim before your eyes.

A few years pass, and Tim catches Danny referring to Bats as their Stars. He thinks it's because there's so many of them that the twins just decided to summarize the titles, but much later, he learns that the meaning is a lot more poetic.

The light that guides you through the night, which, unlike the moon, never goes away.

[m00nxghost]

König x Reader Drabble

A/N: Fluffiness,Gn!reader,O.C.C,reader has no physical appearance or race,no use of pronouns other than "you",mention of y/n

My German is not fluent! I'm sorry for any mistakes, I accept constructive criticism and help! I used the translator

I hope you guys enjoy it!

It was an afternoon in Vienna, the shops were open, cafés were crowded, especially in winter, each shop or café was different from the others, some were rustic, cottage, simple and other varieties. You walked through the streets admiring it because it was your first time in Vienna, a friend of yours invited you to take this trip to spend the holiday there, as it had been a while since you had seen them. However, you needed help, you were not fluent in German and because it was your first time in Vienna You didn't know the place, while you tried to look at the address on the map on your cell phone you became more confused, meanwhile on the other side of the street there was a tall young man reaching the height of a door, he has long red hair with a touch of salt and pepper, he wears a mask covering his mouth and nose, jeans, and a long coat covering him and to top it off a scarf. He was in a coffee shop having to bend down a little because of his height. After he paid for his coffee and picked it up, he walked again and came across you on the other side of the street, he looked at you curiously and seeing that you were trying to ask for some information, apparently you weren't very fluent in German,Konig decided to go to you and as soon as he got closer you noticed by his shadow, giving you a slight fright you looked at him, you couldn't believe how handsome he was, beautiful pairs of ice blue eyes. He clears his throat and has a beautiful accent

‐König: Hallo, bist du verloren? (Hello, are you lost?)

You just looked at him confused, I don't really understand the last part

‐König: Oh sorry, are you lost?

You nodded your head, as a sign of yes

‐König: Oh ja, In that case I can help you

You noticed by the look in his eyes that he gave a small smile, making your cheeks heat up and your heart skip a beat. You smiled back and showed the address, he analyzed it and signaled for you to follow him. As the two of you walked, you felt safe and warm because of the heat radiating from könig's body. He is quiet just like you are but soon he thought about having a conversation to kill the silence he was all confident

‐König: Dann, what are you doing here? Did you come to spend the holiday with your family? he seemed genuinely curious about you

You smiled and answered him

‐Y/n: I'm here to spend the holiday with a friend, he just nodded and then asked

‐König: What is your name? My name is König

You smiled and spoke and decided to answer him "Y/N"

‐König: Oh, a beautiful name

You blushed at this little compliment, the way you talked. Arriving at your destination he handed you a paper, He looked at you with a smile on his face, your company made him feel good first of all on this slightly cold afternoon in Vienna,könig really enjoyed your company, just like you liked him, you took advantage of the moment and asked him if he wanted to have a coffee with him one day. He looked at you before answering.

‐König: Ja, I'd love to have a coffee with you y/n

And in the heat of the moment he brushed a strand of hair from your face and then said goodbye with a kiss on your forehead. So he went back on his way, you smiled to yourself, opening the paper containing his phone number. So starting with an incredible afternoon and then a meeting with a handsome "mysterious" guy

Final notes: Good night/afternoon/day I wrote this drabble about our favorite Austrian <3, I really like könig. A huge thanks to @konig-s-hood for recommending him to write, It was longer than I expected but I hope you like it!

[chipsy]

I would live a lifetime in darkness if you were my moon.

[mournfulroses]

Diana Galbadon, from "A Breath of Snow and Ashes," originally published in 2005

[existingillusion]

[silken-moonlight]

Imagine being on a vacation with you werewolf friends. Somehow you ended up on you roomates boy trip as the only girl.

They rented a nice cabin in the woods, with a lake in front of the house. You get to enjoy watching all those sexy werewolves swimming and running around. Their bodies glistening in the sun as the water runs down their bodies, reminding you of dogs excited to swim.

They love having you with them; you always cook such tasty food. Also you smelled so amazing they had a hard time staying decent. They loved how you looked at them. Each of them posing for you secretly. Wanting you attention and to feel your gaze on their skin

They hear and can smell you what you are pleasuring yourself. The walls aren't that thick and they have enhanced senses.

The day you wore unbeknownst to yourself, pheremon perfume...Chaos was bound to happen...

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