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s0lace-1n-s0l1tude · 9 days ago

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Tumblr get to know me:

-Favorite type of music from @sparky4577 :

I don't really know tbh,I can like pop as much as rock or metal. I wouldn't really say I have a favorite band or artist.

-Weirdest thing I've ever done from @the-fallen-collective: I'm not sure... There's eating cereal with orange juice,eating serial with water,the toothpaste and ice sandwich,trying to eat a worm,bringing a lizard to school idk

Some of my lore from @deeply-moonstruck:

I'm not that much of an interesting person, actually. So in the nursery or whatever, there was a guy who had a crush on me, and he wouldn't stop biting me so I flung a Hot Wheels car into his eye and he never did it again. There was this girl in my first year of primary school who would always blame me for things she did or accuse me of things I didn't do and the teachers would always believe her since she was a grade above me and I was too confused to say anything. So I got into plenty of trouble because of her, and I still hate her to this day. But I'm not above doing something like that either since a grade later I got a classmate in trouble for hitting me when he didn't. I got a concussion because I fell while running in the halls. (I got a second one a few months ago) I was the gifted kid, and every of my teachers either put me on a pedestal or despised me. And they all thought I was autistic. (They might've been right ngl) So my parents took me to a psychologist who didn't get me diagnosed with anything, but about 4 years later, I got diagnosed with adhd. I fistfought a girl for spreading false rumors of me dating my best friend at the time.On the same year of my diagnosis I had a racist teacher everyone hated since she mostly targeted students of color but she was awful with everyone in general. She was old,so I heard she's dead now lmfao,I'm not gonna get too much into detail cuz this is already long as hell, but I also have some form of trauma from her. And school in general,especially work. Queue my first year of highschool and my whole class hates me for being the "gifted kid" and they try to bully me but it was so pathetic I didn't even notice. Late half of second year burn out finally hits. Then depression. I kinda bullied some girl but it got sorted out. My grades went down by a lot. Not much else to say from here I think. Quick addition: my primary school was apparently haunted, and strange things did happen and I make a separate post about it/srs (keep in my mind we were kids so it probably wasn't that bad)

In last year of primary,I pissed off my art substitute so much she threw scissors at me and if flew right past my eye lol, but eventually became our actual teacher because ours died the same year. Teachers hated me for being introverted and not being very skilled with my hands, so I spent plenty of recesses inside finishing work for school events. Which I later learned was apparently illegal.

Current obsession by @kaiserkisser : Literature,Bungou to Alchemist/Stray Dogs

Fave short story by @cherubsaliaa : Anything by Akutagawa Ryuunosuke

If I was a dog breed, which one would I be from @p1xel-1mp: Doberman Pinscher,specifically in all black or a wolfdog

Favorite mythical creature by @p1xel-1mp : Kitsunes,Medusa,Dragons, and probably a lot of other things, but this is getting way too long

Let me know if you want a part 2

I'm tagging y'all so you can see this

@windyskiez @zestylemonsz @sky-the-weirdo-ace @casinoownersigma @swimminginyokohamasrivers @creatorbiaze @bananaede @cocaine-cass @solzinstarzzz @teddyandmochi @1-d0nt-w4nn4-b3-m3-4nym0r3 @cherubsaliaa @just-floating-around @suicideenthusiast @kimisbunny @myluckymoon @patiori

#ask game #about me #about myself

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pinkcherryblossomphonecase · 11 days ago

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Sugar Crash

(Cooper eats too much candy on Halloween when he was still apart of XY)

Tags: @myluckymoon @oscarsgallery @justsigma-bsd @kijimha @city-of-c0rpses @deeply-moonstruck @doakarma

Never in my life have I ever had to beg for candy. But I was so desperate for some. Normal food and meals were already a privilege to have, but candy, sweets, desserts, was impossible to ever have. If I ever wanted anything remotely sweet, I had to be on good behavior for the entire week, just to earn a single slice of cake or a scoop of ice cream. It was a little reward system to keep me in line.

The only problem was it was the day of Halloween, and unfortunately, I wasn't on my best behavior that week due to an incident earlier during the week. So that means I wasn't allowed to have any candy or sugar as a reward. Normally, I would be fine with this light punishment, but something about Halloween always made me sugar crazy. Like a spell or trance has me in choke hold, and I need to consume candy or else it would be the end of the world for me.

And here I was, quite literally begging on my knees in front of Master X. He was busy doing some paperwork. At first, he looked amused that I would go to the extremes of begging for a few pieces of candy. But after a while, I think I annoyed him enough, or he got bored as he let out, scoffed with a sigh.

"Cooper, stop it. I have work to do, and you're distracting me. Keep this up, and I won't give you any sweets for a month." He harshly stated, mildly annoyed.

"But master you don't understand! I need candy right now! This is a once a year day where my body loses control and goes insane if I don't consume sugar." I plead.

Master rolled his eyes, his hand reaching for the drawer to take out the duck tape he keeps in there to shut me up. "You're not possessed, Cooper. Now quit it."

I reached for his hand and tried to stop him. "Please, just for one day. All I want is some lollipops and chocolates. I'll stop complaining if you let me have this one privilege."

"We don't even have any c-"

"Liar! I saw a whole bag you kept hidden for the others in the closet while I was putting away your laundry!" I yelled in desperation. Normally, I wouldn't dare step out of line like this ever. But I promise you, it was the desperation for candy that drives me this mad. I truly do lose control over myself on this one day.

Master was about to slap me and shut me up with the tape, but I looked at him with pleading eyes. I was determined to win this fight. A bit too stubborn. After staring at me for a while, he gives an annoyed groan.

"Fine. You can have some. Just don't eat the whole damn bag and no sugar for a month afterwards." He scoffed.

I practically bounced and beamed with joy. "YAY! :D THANK YOU MASTER!" I gave a quick hug before running off to get the bag.

Oh what joys it was to rip open the bag and dig around for the good candies. Butterfingers, Tootsies Rolls, Dumbdums, Airheads. It was a dream come true as I munched and feasted on the sugar like it was a fine dine meal.

Master X shouldn't have left me unsupervised. Someone should have kept an eye on me and stopped me. Because I ate and ate like there was no tomorrow. Before I knew it, the entire bag was empty, and I was reaching in for nothing.nothing.

That's when the crash hit and everything just shut down, leaving me on the floor.

I should have been back to doing my chores. But here I was, laying on the floor of the living room, clenching my stomach as I groaned in pain. It's like a train just suddenly hit me and everything in my system has shut down. Talk about sugar overload.

Other members walked by and pasted me, not giving a crap about my suffering. They all gave me a weird look, silently scolding me for eating the entire bag of candy.

Even master came by, but he just shook his head. "I told you not to eat the whole bag. Now, you must face the consequences of your actions. Enjoy your sugar crash. No more sweets for you for an entire month."

"So worth it, though...." I mumbling on the floor, passing out right there. I probably slept there for the night with a bucket besides me. Still worth it in the end.

#bsd oc #cooper the butler #bungou stray dogs #bungou stray dogs oc #bsd #writing #short story

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boyfhee · 4 months ago

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ROMANCE : UNTOLD RANKINGS !!!!! this album is not what i expected but i love it sm TT

moonstruck : 10/10 my song from the very beginning they're absolutely devouring this up

XO : 10/10 i never doubted this queen nah fuck everyone who said this was enha's first miss :/ they never miss. the mv is sooo good had me hooked, JUNGWON EATING ICE CREAM IN RAIN W CHLOE AND JAY GETTING ALL SHY WHEN HE SAW HER IN HIS FLOWER SHOP TT TT one of my fav mvs

your eyes only : 9/10 SO ROMANCE CODED I LOVE IT SM AAAAKJDKJHSDHD although there are a few parts im meh about

hundred broken hearts : 9.5/10 actually this can be switched w your eyes only because i don't know ... both are good but i love hundred broken hearts a teensy bit more

brought the heat back : 10/10 LETS GOOOO DO I HAVE TO SAY MORE GOSH THIS IS AN ABSOLUTE BANGER

paranormal : 10 / 10 i did not expect to like it as much as i did...why is it so good SO UNI ROMANCE CODED i told ri about it and she agrees :D i need to listen to it once more to talk about it but it's definitely one of my fav, esp the melody

royalty : 8.5/10 i like it, but there are again some parts that i'm not a big fan of ? or just don't click w me, but the chorus good lord i love the chorus so much

highway 1009 : 8.5/10 ENHA BALLAD LETS GOOO gosh this is such a cute song TT again, i didn't expect to like it as much as i did but enha always does the unexpected

over all, it's such a cute album, i like that they went for a bright concept and the sound is truly different from otheir prev releases and yet so enhypen .. unfortunately r:u is not touching dark blood for me the queen stays on top

#ramyeon with spam !#heeseung going soprano in every single song is king shit #sunoo looked too good in the mv i love him #AND JAY dont talk to me about him. i'm sick. im insane. ri said heejay shirtless idk where but im tweaking #all of them look super super good they did so well #belift can they rest now PLEASRRRRR

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glitteredrry · 2 years ago

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fic rec !

here are some of my fav fics that i’ve cherished. thank you to all authors who wrote these. now have fun going down the rabbit hole. 💌

angst

-manchester night two by @erodasfishtacos (any angst by them!)

- y/n gets jealous by @pleasingforharry

- strike by @missmielyhoran

- never alone by @goldengalore

- action by @alonetimelover

- scandal by @goldengalore

- ignored by @emotions-make-us

- cabin fever @cherievol6

- breaking the ice @purplekiwis

- still together, still going strong by @harrysmimi

- why is daddy sad? by @gucciwins

- shitty friend groups by @tbslharry222

- power by @goldenbuckyyy

- better off by @avatar-anna

- i’m on the roof @meetmymouth

fluff

(i don’t read really read fluff so sorry for it being this short)

- single dadrry by @haarrrys

- boyfriendrry by @secret-rendezvous1d

- her first by @hsgucci94

- scared? of him? by @harryscherrypie

- lil grumpy man by @a-strange-familiar

- lavender bubbles and blueberry pancakes by @erodasfishtacos

- baby talk by @harrysmimi

smut

- harry is obsessed with… by @pleasingforharry

- american honey by @londonbelow

- struggle by @willowrites

- soft by @moonchildstyles

- not tonight @venusstyless

- let’s have a bath together by @watermelonlovershigh

- assistance by @missmielyhoran

- i just want a lover by @bopbopstyles

- did you mean it? by @sushihousrry

- hotel room by @eveningepiphany

- loving you is easy (demi) & hurts like hell by @erodasfishtacos

a.u. or series

- the queen's secret by @gurugirl

- daddy issues by @fkinavocado

- curvy secret by @swiftmendeshoran

- since forever by @satanhalsey

- lone wolf by @jarofstyles

- king of the jungle by @jarofstyles

masterlist

- @erodasfishtacos read here

- @0nlythrowharrybeaux read here

- @satanhalsey read here

- @harryistheonlyoneforme read here

- @harrieatthemet read here

- @harrysfolklore read here

- @jawllines read here

- @jarofstyles read here

- @shroombloomm read here

- @finelinevogue read here

- @pleasingforharry read here

wattpad

- perspective by mysterymixtapes (also love their other books)

- aerial by peanutboyfriend (all time fav)

- petal by _londonbelow (very special to me)

- fine line by gillalmightyy

- adonis by temptress_

- earned it by alisonfelix

- on top by sogoldenarry

- moonstruck by deathlythrilled (unfinished but still a great read)

- pierced by tpwkmila

💌

thank you to every author who was vulnerable enough to share their work with the us. i know that it is not easy to write and share your work, but you do, and for that i’m thankful. not to exaggerate, but you might not know that you’re the light in someone’s life right now. you serve as a distraction that people need. keep writing and sharing your stories. also, to anyone who has been thinking about writing stories, please do! you never know how you might help someone. sending you all the most love. - n <3

#harry styles #harry styles fan fic #harry styles x reader #harry styles x you #harry styles fic rec #harry styles fic #harry styles fluff #harry styles x y/n #harry styles blurb #harry styles smut #roller rink! harry #harry styles imagine #harry smut #harry styles drabble #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles masterlist #harry styles angst #fic rec

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disturbedwoodelf · 9 months ago

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☁️ Moonstruck Part 2 ☁️

Part 1

warnings: not much, just pure fluff, kissing, aftercare, morning after, and discussions of previous sexual encounters and feelings for one another. It’s gonna be a somewhat short one.

really important note at the very end of this!!!

When Matt picked you up and took you to the toilet, you couldn’t help but have those feelings come back in a second wave. He sat you down and as you were going to the restroom, he made his way back to his room and you could see him grab his boxers from the floor and putting them back on his nude body and soon taking the sheets off the bed and placing them in the dirty clothes hamper. He walked over to his closet, grabbing a fresh set of sheets and putting them on the bed.

He started to make his way towards the bathroom again, “done?” He asked, your shaking your head yes, “how about we run a bath, hm?” He asked “I’d love that.” You respond. Your body was sore from the events that just took place, and all you were craving was a warm bubble bath.

He makes his way over to the bathtub, turning on the water and placing his fingers beneath the faucet to check the temperature. As the water filled up, Matt took the opportunity to go to his medicine cabinet and grab some Tylenol for you, “I’ll be right back.” He states, quickly slipping on a pear of pajama pants and a white tank, and leaving the room.

He comes back a few minutes later, with a glass of ice water in hand, and two towels, “Here you go baby.” He hands you the two Tylenols and the glass of water. You gladly accept, taking the pills.

Now that the water was halfway filled, Matt grabbed his body wash, pouring it out on the running water underneath the faucet, creating large amounts of bubbles. He grabs both of your hands, helping you stand. You hiss from the soreness as you stand up, “can you walk now?” He asks, knowing you’re in pain, “yeah, I think so.” He helps you slowly walk over to the bath, assisting you getting in. Your thighs ache as you go to lift them into the bathtub, you let out a hiss, signaling your pain. Matt takes that as your way of saying you can’t get into the bath yourself, so he takes that opportunity to lift you into the bath. He helps you lay down, and you immediately let out a sigh of relief as the warm water hits your body.

You may your head back, feeling the warmth of the water, and Matt sitting beside you outside the tub, “I’m sorry.” Matt says, making you furrow your eyebrows in confusion, “sorry for what?” You say. “I’m sorry for hurting you.” He says sadly. “No, no. Matt, you didn’t hurt me at all. I liked it.” You say to him. You grab his chin, and place a soft kiss on his lips, “you are taking care of me after, that’s all that matters. Yeah, I’m a little sore, but, that doesn’t affect how I feel about you, okay?” You say, feeling guilty that you’re making him feel this way.

“And how do you? Feel about me?”

That’s the question you’ve been dreading since the moment you met him. “…I- i knew from the moment I saw you that I wanted to be yours. I guess that’s why I always acted so unbothered by your comments.” You state nervously, glancing down. Matt lifts your chin up, “I was too afraid to say anything, and you know how messy things ended with my ex. So I guess me being a dick to you was my way of trying to take control of things and my feelings for you.” He says, staring to get teary eyed. You notice and reach your hand over, grabbing his face and placing a loving kiss on his lips, “why don’t you come into the bath too?” You whisper, a smile on your face.

He smiles, quickly taking off his clothes and climbing into the bath with you. You straddle his hips, both sighing in content of the warm water embracing your aching bodies. “Hey,” he says grabbing your chin to look up at him, “Be mine, please.” You smile, and shake your head yes and he grabs your face, kissing you lightly.

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡☾ The Morning After ☽ ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡

You were afraid to open your eyes, to be honest. Your body hurt, and you awoke, confused to see yourself with your head on Matt’s chest. As the moments of last night flash in your mind, you sigh, attempting to get out of his arms.

“What are you doing?” Matt says as your feet touch the cold ground, “um.. I’m leaving.” You say lowly, grabbing your dress you wore last night from the messy floor. “Why?” He asks. You sigh, pausing and furrowing your eyebrows, slowing twisting your body towards him, “Because, Matt. I know how this goes. We had sex last night, you say you want me to be yours. We cuddle, probably have some morning sex, and after I leave, you don’t talk to me again. I’m not stupid.” You say, standing up from the bed and placing your dress over your body.

Matt has a look of defeat on his face as he looks up at you, “you really believe that?” He speaks softly, intertwining your fingers with his, and softly pulling you onto the bed and laying you on his chest, “I’d never do that. Like I said last night, I’ve been waiting for you for a while, and I asked you to be mine, so, you’re mine.” He says placing a kiss on the top of your head, bringing his other hand to your head and rubbing it.

Soon enough, you felt your eyes get heavy and before you knew it, you were asleep in the warm arms of Matt.

WOWWWW ITS FINALLY OUT YOU GUYS!

So I realized I kinda wasted mine and your guys time with the Dom!Chris smut, because after some hard consideration, I will not be writing that one. I realized that it was just not possible to work out the way I’d like and I’m an extreme perfectionist when it comes to my writing, SO that being said, there will be a Dom!Chris smut, just not in the way it was intended. It might take a little time to do because I’m really busy with work right now, but I promise it will come eventually! Thank you for understanding yall.

ALSO, THE LOVE IVE GOTTEN FROM SNAPS FROM BF!MATT2 IS INSANE THANK YOU SO MUCH???

-hales

Taglist 🏷️:

@novasturniolo03 @sturn290403 @ilovechrissturniolo1 @sstvrnioloo @nicksmainbitch

#christopher sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo smut #fandom #matthew sturniolo smut #matthew #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo fluff #Matthew Sturniolo fluff

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st4rbe0m · 4 months ago

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SUMMARY ▸ 20 years ago, a gruesome murder shook the town hard. A type of murder that should've never happen, much less in their quaint town. A lovely family killed in cold blood by an unforgiving axe wielding maniac - a mother, a father and a little girl. It's been 20 years down the road, hasn't it? Then why are these 10 teenagers stuck in a loop of the same day, being haunted by a little girl who died 20 years ago?

PAIRING ▸ Park Jongseong (Jay) x fem!reader ; additional pairings between characters as well , multi chapter story

TAG LIST ▸ open!! send an ask to be added

WC ▸ 3.1K

A/N ▸ new chapter anyone who reblogs one million hugs and kisses btw. looped moonstruck while writing this chapter. ALSO beach episode coming next chapter 😈

WOULD YOU LIKE TO CONTINUE THE BODY SEARCH ?

▊ yes -> CHAPTER 5

▊ no -> CHAPTER 3

BODY SEARCH MASTERLIST

“Yang Jungwon, you’re so dead.”

This was the last sentence that Nishimura Riki uttered before he was brutally mauled to death by a stray sports cart being pushed by the bloodied hands of a deadly little girl.

10 hours before this, under the protective shade of the umbrella of their cafe table, were sat Uchinaga Aeri, Ning Yizhuo, and Y/N Y/L/N, each digging into their chosen sorbets and ice creams. It was Giselle’s idea, who insisted that building a friendship within these dire times was not a bad idea. Friendship was a strange concept to Y/N - simply because she had never been able to experience it fully. As fleeting it was in her childhood, it became non-existent in her teenage years. Honestly, if she thought about it - the last, true friend she had might be Jay himself, and that was when they were about 11 years old. Before middle school pulled them apart like magnet poles. And that was what she was in the midst of explaining to NingNing and Giselle, who felt pangs of guilt growing stronger in their heart as they heard her story.

“It’s not that I even did anything bad, you know. I suppose that’s what made the whole situation disheartening for me. It was just one day that I had missed the school swim meet, and then a week after that because of a very nasty cold I had caught. But I guess my best friend at that time, Lee Naeun, decided it was the end of the road for us. Because when I returned to school after my break, everyone avoided me like the plague. Turns out, Naeun had told everyone the reason why I had skipped the meet because I loathed everyone, and that I’d told her everyday that I wished the very worst on our classmates. It didn’t help that I was already a very shy person. And she took advantage of that, I suppose. She knew I’d never be able to defend myself.”

Looking up from where she’d kept her head bent down, staring woefully into her sorbet while recounting her sob story, she met the eyes of both NingNing and Giselle, expecting the look of pity she’d been expecting. The sad, sad story of the school freak. Instead, she was surprised to see both wearing the same look of sadness, with Giselle even having a little mist in her eyes. Shocked by this slightly unexpected reaction, she opened her mouth again but this time the both spoke, clamoring with apologies. “I had no idea, Y/N. I’m so, so sorry. Even if there was no way of me knowing, I shouldn’t have believed the baseless gossip of the school as class president”, NingNing apologized shamefully. Giselle too, was heavy with regrets, and she clasped Y/N’s hand tightly as she spoke her own sorry’s. The heartfelt sorrows, as well as the loving and gentle touches and looks the two gave Y/N made her feel an ache in her - like something missing was suddenly returning to her. Something that she’d craved more than anything coming back to fix the pieces of her broken heart, the glue she needed. And it made her feel absolutely elated, to the point where small giggles began leaving her mouth, growing into full fledged laughter, which broke the trance NingNing and Giselle were under. Seeing her reaction, the pair began laughing themselves, and for a moment they could pretend to be normal teenagers again. Teenagers who weren’t playing death’s game every night.

“Jungwon, let me be frank dude. What’s your deal?”asked Riki, nonchalant about how loaded his question was as he stuffed fries into his mouth, ignorant of Sunoo’s widening eyes or the stern glare Jay gave him. After seeing how his girlfriend had abandoned him at lunch to have a girls hangout, Heesung decided to ask the boys to join him for one of his own - for the power of friendship and stuff. Totally not because he missed his girlfriend.

Jungwon, however, didn’t seem perturbed by the question at all, sporting a smile instead. “Well, you know how people peak in highschool, and some people become rich and own mansions and cars? Let’s just say, the guys who’ve made such a mark of my reputation won’t be laughing when they’re washing my sports cars.”

His confident, albeit cocky and slightly goofy response had Jake choking on his milkshake and Sunghoon giving an amused smile as he continued to munch on his chicken tenders. “Leave Jungwon, let’s talk about something more important. Like how these three genuinely ordered off the kids’ menu. When Jay mentioned it, I thought he was kidding.”, said Sunoo with a sip of his own root beer, gesturing on the Dumb, Dumber and Dumbest - Jay, Sunghoon and Jake, the same order they were sitting in at the diner booth. “What’s wrong with the kids menu? Better food at half price, it’s a fucking steal”, said a pouty Jake as he made a deal out of eating his cheese fries. “Honestly, I didn’t think Sunghoon would be as bad as you guys. I always thought he was a serious guy.” This had the other two speaking up together, both ready with several examples of Sunghoon’s rather stupid moments. “Hey, hey, he didn’t ask for a testimony!”. “So are you back to school for good, then?”. Another loaded question, that had Sunghoon furrowing his brows. “Yeah, I am”, he said after a moment’s pause, looking directly into the eyes of his two best friends, who returned grateful smiles of their own. “Let’s leave the sentimental stuff and talk about what’s more important, like Lee Heesung, how did you, a loser, manage to pull Giselle?”, asked a teasing Jake, and thus began another round of bickering.

“I’m serious, I don’t like Jay!”, laughed NingNing, when she saw the unconvinced faces of Y/N and Giselle. “B-but you’ve attended all the practices! And you’ve been close to him for a while now, haven’t you?” spluttered a perturbed Giselle, who fancied herself quite the cupid. “Well, I have been attending practices and gotten close to him. Just not for the reason you all thought it to be.” “Then what? Is it someone else on the team you’re interested in?”, asked Y/N. When NingNing gave no reply, Y/N and Giselle broke into huge grins as they nudged the other girl who was smarting reddened ears and a docile smile. “You guys have to promise me this stays a girls’ secret, alright? No telling Heesung, okay Gi?”, said NingNing in a rather hushed tone. Moving their heads closer to hear NingNing better, and Giselle promising to keep the secret safe even from her boyfriend, NingNing hesitated for a bit before the name tumbled out of her mouth. “Park Sunghoon. I was attending their practice matches to see if he’d show. And I got close to Jay to ask him about how Sunghoon was doing. It’s not everyday your crush starts barely attending school and starts ignoring everyone. But I’m glad he’s back now.” said a shy NingNing, immediately covering her face to hide her furiously blushing cheeks. “Ayye, I’m sure you’re glad. Now if that little weirdo comes after you, you always have your Ice Prince to save you, don’t you?”, Giselle’s joke making Y/N laugh out loud and leaving NingNing in a mess, smacking Giselle’s arm in embarrassment.

“Jay, come off it. Everyone sees the heart eyes you manage to make even in a life or death situation at Y/N.”, Heesung countered to the flustered Jay, who’s strawberry red ears weren’t helping his case at all. “Wait, dude what about Ning?” asked Jake, the name making Sunghoon pop his head out and ask, “Jay has a thing with NingNing?”. Sighing, with a self-important smirk, Heesung leaned back into the peachy orange seats of the diner to just say, “Oh you kids, just starting out with love, so unaware of your own feelings”, which just resulted with Jay chucking the crumpled plastic wrapper of a straw at his face.

“Wait! This is brilliant Y/N!”, said an excited Giselle who turned to Y/N with hopeful eyes. “What?” “Well, now you and Jay can get together freely without any complications!”. This just made Y/N bite down a bit harshly into her sorbet accidentally, and rubbing her upper lip, she feigned ignorance as she asked, “What do you mean?”. “Oh come on, there’s no way you both don’t have something going on! He protects you and follows you around like a guard dog. It’s always ‘Y/N did this’ ‘Y/N be careful’ and ‘Y/N stay in my arms and be safe with me forever’”, which made Y/N smack Giselle over the table this time, looking to NingNing for any support, who just looked at the exchange with amusement and knowing. “Ning, don’t tell me you think this too?”, asked Y/N. “Well..” “Oh, you guys!”

“Yeah, we knew each other as kids. Best friends in kindergarten, if that’s anything?”, said Jay who had been pressured by the rest of the group to spill his history. “Then I drifted apart from her, kinda. With basketball and whatnot”, Jay shamefully mumbled the last part, regretfully leaving behind his childhood friend obviously. “Well, she grew into her lonesome after that, didn’t she?”, asked Sunoo. “Yeah, but she shouldn’t have had to. I should’ve done something”, huffed out Jay, as he slumped in his seat. “Despite”, added Jungwon, “she’s been kind. She’s been kind to me when I’ve been picked on. I’ve seen her help the aging old librarian during lunch and offer him some of her leftover lunch.” Hearing about Y/N made Jay break into an unknowing grin, and the rest of the boys noticed this almost immediately, smiling knowingly within themselves.

“Back when we were 11, our families went to an amusement water park. He sort of saved my life that day.” After cracking open to the girls about her crush on Jay, Y/N was in the midst of explaining when she realized she liked him. “Wait, so you’ve liked him that long?”, asked NingNing, surprised by the length of this ongoing infatuation. “Well, yes. There was this slide and there was a negligent lifeguard there. Honestly, I don’t remember much of it. I remember the guard almost hurt me in the water, and Jay had managed to find me and bring me away from the guard to my family.” “That’s really strange, why would a lifeguard hurt you?”, asked Giselle. “Yeah, honestly I don’t remember much. I don’t even know if he was a worker there or just some dangerous man who had slipped in unnoticed into the waterpark.” “Wait, so that means you guys are childhood sweethearts! Ah, how exciting!”, squealed a delighted NingNing, and as the topic of crushed changed courses to school to the future to just simple discussions, the next 3 hours were spent in merriment. Not only the girls, but even the boys could feel the time fly away like feathers with the way they all bonded.

That was 10 hours ago. 10 hours after the smiling and teasing and jokes, standing in the empty broadcast room of their deserted school was Yang Jungwon, shuffling between CDs the music department had kept, all of them being either hymns or instructions. Finally, he managed to pull out a CD, the cover art faded away into almost nothing, but based on what it was, it seemed to be some sort of rock and roll music. Plugging it into the CD player and cranking up the speakers with no time to spare, Jungwon spoke into the mic, feedback whining as he yelled into the mic, ��Are we freaking ready, gang? Let’s rock it”. He was sure his friends were laughing or groaning at his corniness, but he wouldn’t have had it any other way. Because it was the first time he was using the word friends in a sentence referring to himself.

Riki and Y/N are in the sports room, and they’d made a sort of obstacle course out of the sports carts and the equipment. On the other side of the room were Sunghoon and NingNing, holding tennis racquets, ready to play offense. The group’s incentive for this night was the ground floor, and stationed in all the important rooms were members of their little crew - ready with every nuisance they could come up with to distract the little girl. The cherry on top, was what Giselle had provided them just before they began.

“I remember the AV club’s president, my cousin, had mentioned something about walkie-talkies being somewhere in the school. So I, the great Uchinaga Giselle, have taken the liberty to find them and provide them to you all”, she said, as she dumped some possibly decade old walkie-talkies on the table, hands reaching out to grab one each, thanking Giselle or praising her for her quick thinking.

Jungwon’s music choice was obnoxious, is what Riki thought when he saw the girl appear, her white fangs glinting in the light of the room. And immediately, the team sprung into action. Y/N, Sunghoon and Riki ready to combat the girl while NingNing frantically searched the room for any missing body parts. Though the girl seemed to possess immaculate speed and inhumane strength, the group managed to stall her long enough for NingNing to find a severed leg, and run like the wind away from the room, screaming into the walkie talkie of her discovery. And as the girl rammed the sports cart into Riki’s head last after stringing Y/N’s body, split in half by the ropes, and Sunghoon’s lifeless body laid out unceremoniously on the basketball court, they were glad about one thing - she was going down just as planned.

“Ground floor, complete” Jay was putting X marks on all the rooms covered. Till now, the gang had uncovered the left forearm and the right foreleg. The rest of the parts were going to be concealed better no doubt. But they had a good feeling about this one. “Jungwon, I’m begging you man. Play better music. Just because we’re killing that insane ghost doesn’t mean you have to kill us with bad music”, groaned Jake. “Oh, I’m sorry, but would you rather listen to Christmas hymns? Because that’s what the school has” “It’s better than the nonsense you’re playing. The singer honestly sounds like a divorced alcoholic countryman.”, said Sunoo.

The group parted ways, deciding to go their separate ways for a bit, Giselle and Heesung giggling as they went off to the park, and Jungwon, Jake and Riki in a heated discussion about their favorite shows and movies. Moving away from the table was Y/N as well, until a hand around her wrist stopped her. Turning around to see who it was, her pupils widened as she stared right into the chocolate brown of the one and only Jay. “Stick with me tonight, alright? I don’t want to see you strung up like a puppet again.” His tone may have been lighthearted, but the worry in the crease of his brow gave away his seriousness. “Sure Jay, thank you.”, said a beaming Y/N, absolutely over the moon with the way this was going. Sensing the end of her luck with him, she was ready to pull away, when she found that Jay was still clutching her hand, and was striding forward confidently, his hands dipping as his fingers folded themselves around the gaps of your own. Holding her hand in possibly the smoothest way possible, and throwing a charming smile her way that had a million butterflies erupt immediately in her gut, he asked, “Drop you to class?”. And only a fool would give up this offer. Shy smiles and intertwined fingers, the two went up to the class, both opting for the longer route unknowingly.

“So, Y/N”, said Jay casually. “So, Jay”. The hand holding was still going unaddressed between the two, but it was better that way. Some things were left better off on their own, to linger in the air that seemed charged around both of them. Brushing a strand of her hair that had seemed to fall on to her forehead, looking at his face it was obvious he was struggling to say something. “You can say what you’re planning to say Jay”, said a teasing Y/N. Sombrely, he looked at Y/N, only hoping that the hand he was holding on to that made his arm feel like lead in nervous jitters, would stay when he was done. “I’m sorry.” “For what?”, asked Y/N simply, tilting her head slightly in confusion. “For not being a good friend. For leaving you behind. For not keeping in touch.” It seemed like the boy was not going to run out of reasons to apologize any time soon, and Y/N with a surge of boldness simply placed a finger of her free hand against the plush of his lips which were mid-movement, amused as she peered at his face. “Jay. It’s absolutely alright. My circumstances were not your fault at all, and I could have made an effort to reach out as well.” “But-” “No buts. I don’t blame you. And honestly, this whole game? It’s just made me more over the whole thing before.”. Smiling softly, she added another reassurance, just a little leap of faith. “Jay, you’ll always be the boy who saved me at the amusement park, alright? My knight in shining armor rather.” And with that simple statement, she dropped the finger on his lips and tugged the slightly stunned Jay along, both of them making their way down the hall with burning cheeks and fighting grins.

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thus-spoke-lo · 1 year ago

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40-year-old Sanji brain-bees are so loud in my head today. Absolutely will make this into a full fic at some point but if I don’t get this out I’ll be distracted all day. gn!reader.

It’s been well over a decade since you sailed with the Strawhats—faces and memories indelibly carved into your soul. You sit anxiously at the bar of an upscale restaurant, one that was recommended to you by the man you’re here to meet, and you swirl the melting ice in your half-finished drink. The men of this island have disappointed you already—you’ve been here just barely six months and this is already the third time you’ve waited, alone and slowly getting sloshed, for someone who never shows.

As you let yourself settle into melancholy, the bartender sidles over, all bedroom eyes and swishing hips, sets another drink in front of you, tells you it’s on the house and gives you a wink. You take a sip and wonder if she gets paid to flirt or if your night may turn around yet, when you feel a hand softly gripping your shoulder.

“How is it, ma chérie?”

The voice is huskier than you remember, but still smooth like the whiskey on your tongue, still honey-sweet like the sticky syrup that coats the bottom of the glass. You turn as the warm, lean body moves beside you to sit down, and your mouth opens and closes like some deep-sea fish as you try to find the words to say, until all that comes out is a breathless, “Sanji?”

There’s no need to ask, of course—it’s undeniably him, though changed by the years since you’ve seen him, as you know you certainly have been. Long, flaxen hair is piled atop his head in a messy bun, stray stands falling around his face, highlighting the clean lines of his jaw and the hollows of his cheeks. His icy eyes still bore through you the same as they did so many years ago, lines crinkling at the corners as he smiles—it makes your pulse skip knowing he’s smiled enough since you last saw him that those lines have appeared and deepened. His cigarette smoke swirls around him in the air, painting him in a dreamy haze under the soft, blue lights of the bar.

“Who else, my sweet?” Sanji smirks as he stubs out his cigarette. “Have the years been so unkind that you don’t even recognize me?”

“O-of course I recognize you,” you stammer, heat building in your cheeks as you tell yourself it’s just the strength of the drink that’s lighting a fire inside you. “I just—”

“It’s been a long time, I know.” He sets his hand on top of yours, and gently strokes the inside of your wrist. His fingertips are just as soft as you remember, just as gentle as the feeling that was etched into your skin every time he’d graze you when he’d hand you tea.

You have so many things you want to ask, so many things you want—no need—to say, but it’s too much and it’s too soon. And so you resist the urge to fling yourself at him and feel his warm embrace just one more time, and settle yourself—you’re an adult now, not some moonstruck young thing with a crush, and you could contain your giddy excitement for just a little longer.

“So what brings you here?” he asks, settling his chin in his hand.

“Oh, I had a date but”—you gesture around you—“as you can see, it didn’t work out.”

“Someone stood you up?” Sanji’s eyes glimmer a little; he was trying to hide a smile but those creases at the corner of his eyes betrayed him. “Who would dare to stand you up? You deserve better than that.”

You’re right—I deserve you, you think, mind flooded with memories of words that went unsaid. You swallow hard and blink away the tears that threatened to ruin your composed exterior. “I’m just glad you’re okay, Sanji.”

“Of course I’m okay, my dear.” He reached up and stroked the apple of your cheek with his thumb, just as he did the day you’d left the Sunny, when he smiled through his own tears to wipe yours away. “Don’t you still have that vivre care I gave you? You should have found me. I waited for you.”

You did, somewhere. You’d watched it start to burn too many times, sat with legs pulled to your chest as it wriggled in your palm and embers floated away into the atmosphere; you’d let it consume you for years, wondering if you’d wake up one day to a pile of ash on your nightstand.

“I’ve moved around a lot since—since then,” you lied, unconvincingly. “I lost it a long time ago.”

“That’s too bad. I would’ve loved to have seen you. We all would have.”

“Well I’m here now, aren’t I? What a strange coincidence that we’d both be here, tonight.”

“I’m here most nights, dear.” He pulls a business card out of his pocket and slides it across the cherrywood bar toward you.

Your eyes widen as you read it silently: Restaurant Amoureuse—Sanji Zeffson, chef/owner

“Sanji this is—this is yours?”

“I told you I’d have my own restaurant one day, didn’t I?”

The smile that forms on your lips overwhelms you, hurts your jaw. “I don’t know what to say, I’m so happy for you.”

He leans forward, grasps both of your hands in his. “Say you’ll have dinner with me.”

“I don’t exactly have other plans anymore,” you mutter, trying to avoid the burn of his gaze. “How could I ever say no to you?”

As you slide off the barstool, you start for the dining room, but a hand wraps around your wrist and tugs you gently, leading you towards the front door.

“Sanji, I thought we were having dinner?”

“Oh, we are,” he says, letting go of your wrist to slide a lithe arm around your shoulders. “I thought I’d make you something back at my place. It’s quieter there, and i know we have a lot to catch up on.”

A tingle runs up your spine, and you press your body against his as you walk out into the cool night. “I suppose we do, don’t we?”

#age-appropriate (for me) sanji is so special to me #sanji x reader #sanji x you #lo writes

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nerdieforpedro · 6 months ago

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WIP Wednesday

I haven’t been working on much. 👀 So I think I have three previews? One would say that’s not nothing Nerdie and they are correct. It’s just my brain has been…flipped upside down, shaken and stirred and jostled a little just for funsies. 😑 Bah.

Anyway! Good news is that I am heavy in the fluff camp! Smut was lost between being shaken and stirred I think. 🤔

I was tagged by @secretelephanttattoo @604to647 @djarins-cyare and @inept-the-magnificent 💕💕💕 Thank you for thinking of me. ❤️

Previews under the cut:

The first is for “Our Journey Across the Star Ocean.”

His hand touched face one time with his bare hand next to Grogu’s little green one on your cheek, his thumb brushed against your lips. He held it there a moment before dropping his hand. You wonder if he was embarrassed or sorry that he did so. But his hand is once again in yours as he charts the course to the next bounty.

It’s not only the small touches. Din always remembers enough cleaning supplies for your tools and the ship in addition to the small little caf cakes you like after a bounty goes well. Din might have started eating one as he would buy three instead of just two. The small parchment paper in the refuse was the evidence he’d had one.

It’s very cute I think. 💕 we’re at part four, may end at part five because…reasons. 👀

The second preview is for a random Dieter Bravo series I wanna write just because:

“I’ll text Mindy. It will be fine. Anything happens she’ll blame me anyway. You can just be licking ice cream off your lips.” Scooting closer to Tamia, Dieter purposely lowers his head to look up at her, using his deep brown eyes to his advantage. If you’ve got it, use it right?

Huffing, Tamia reluctantly agrees to Dieter’s proposal for ice cream. A car is summoned and they’re off within ten minutes. A flurry of texts from Mindy stating that he needs to take Tamia home now go ignored other than Dieter’s one reply: Okay mom. We’ll be back in plenty of time. It’s just ice cream.

Who doesn’t want ice cream, especially with Dieter? 🥰

Lastly, I’m working on Only Pieces of you Mr. Morales finale it’s longer than a Drabble (my bad) but I gotta wrap it up properly:

There stands Francisco, a messy mop of dark curls bouncing on the back of his neck, his gray t-shirt struggling to contain his biceps and shoulders. He was wearing tan cargo shorts that cupped the curve of his ass just right. He’s finishing up the eggs, the bacon is to the side, pancakes are keeping warm in a metal baking pan covered with foil. The table is set with orange juice and syrup already out. If she wasn’t apprehensive about what conversation they were going to have, she’d tell him to cover all the food and head back to the bedroom. This is by far one of the sexiest and sweetest things he does for her: letting her not worry about anything. She’s waiting for his usual line of “breakfast is served mi amor (my love).” That’s not what he turns and says.

And a last sentence because @djarins-cyare did one:

Javi and Abigail watched the cerulean blue waves roll against the rocks as they finished up their meal.

I made progress on my Javi G series Two Hearts by the Ocean finally! 🌊

NPT: @rhoorl @maggiemayhemnj @laurfilijames @grogusmum @angelofsmalldeath-codeine

@goodwithcheese @djarinmuse @connectioneverywhere @morallyinept @megamindsecretlair

@soft-persephone @soft-girl-musings @spacecowboyhotch @avastrasposts @mysterious-moonstruck-musings

@magpiepills @pedroshotwifey @julesonrecord @alltheglitterandtheroar @pamasaur

@saturn-rings-writes

PS: I might have made notes to two Moon Knight fics. 👀 Again for reasons…maybe found while being flipped. Who knows these things really?

#WIP #wip wednesday #pedro pascal characters #fanfiction #pedro pascal fanfiction #din djarin #frankie morales #dieter bravo #moon knight #just before the stroke of midnight

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