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into place
you sit on my lap and recount your day
my hand on your chest so I feel you talk
we'll lay and chat in the sun for hours
i sigh and I smile
you're the key to my lock
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"He was always so calm. Although I'm not sure if 'calm' is the right word. It's like there's a thought in me that even to be calm, one must worry or get excited beforehand. But he was beyond all that. Not because he was strong, cool, or heroic, but simply because he chose to exist this way, not for me but for everything in life. Flowers would bloom, rain would fall, and he, as a human, would do his best in every situation with no drama. If I got sick, he would take care of me; if I got scared, he would hold me; if I wanted to be alone, he would step back. Like a leaf tossed by the wind but not troubled by it, even saying, 'This is my fate,' he calmly accepted every aspect of me and that was the best thing I ever experienced in this life. It was the best thing I can ever have so I was happy, yet not burdened by it, be cause he was not forcing himself for me to be like this, it was his nature itself."
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One day, in another universe, it'll be me and you. It'll be us and we'll be happy. And nothing will stop us from being together
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She has been through love, loss, grief and new life.
He found her somewhere, she was struggling with heartaches and waiting for someone. Someone who feels her sorrows and feel everything she has kept locked inside her.
She found him somewhere deep.
He's a lost soul, waiting for her.
Deep inside him, she saw their roots strongly getting tangled. He holds her tightly next to him. He covers her with his heart and love, promising her that everything will be fine.
But she begs pardon, therefore she doesn't know how to love anymore, she has been stupid enough before.
Tho she love him ardently, and to see him, to be with him is very much delightful to her.
But dreaming of him is much different.
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"I'll protect you"
Story is inspired by Tokyo revengers Hinata and Takemichi's Relationship
kinda High School AU
No killing games tho, Mentions of bruises, blood, Gangs. Reader is GN
Art goes to the respected artist :] I do not own it
Y/n L/n and Sara Chidouin no one expected such a couple not even Joe and Ryoko. Y/n was a delinquent and Sara was a straight A's and B's student, Why were they together? Turns out Y/n was actually the one who asked her out since Sara doubt that someone like you wanted her but turns you did she immediately said yes with out hesitant and regret even now she still doesn't regret it. Joe always told Sara to be careful when she around you and if you done anything to upset her he must tell her as She tells Joe that you never done anything to hurt her nor upset her if you did it wouldn't mean it.
Unlike Joe, Ryoko actual accepted your relationship and thought it was cute of course she was to scared to say it to your face but she does tell Sara which Sara does appreciate the compliments. Y/n and Sara relationship was really good as sometimes Y/n would leave their little delinquent gang just to walk Sara home which Joe and Ryoko would be to scared to join cause of you but you really didn't mind as long as Sara was by your side it was all but then it happened.
Another delinquent gang from a different high school came to fight your delinquent gang as you would rather not fight but the leader of your gang said you guys can beat them and since everyone was on board you just had to join cause you didn't wanna look like a chicken but you knew if you came to Sara with bruises on your face she would obviously would be upset and tell you to be careful and try not to get into fight.
But it happened the fight happened at a park during noon where barely no one goes during that time as the delinquent gang from another school as your gang was already there as the fight start..
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You lost.. You and your delinquent gang lost as the other delinquent gang walk away laughing as 2 of the high schoolers starting crying and saying how we shouldn't have fight and how weak we are as tears fell from their bruised face, As Some of delinquents started crying also as time passes it was dark out as both you and your delinquent gang walked on the sidewalk well your not really walking, you were limping due to the fact one of the other school delinquents twisted your left ankle as blood draw from your knee to your foot as you sudden stop moving as one of your delinquent friends asked if your okay as you let go of one of your delinquent friends and starting limping away the other way of the sidewalk "Oi Y/n! Where you going??" Your leader shouted "I-I have to go somewhere I'll met you guys at school tomorrow okay" You said limping away.
You just had to see her. You know she won't be happy to see the way you looked right now but you just had to go see her. You limped your way across the sidewalk as people looked at you with concerned and worried looks, I mean who won't be concerned or worried seeing a high school with a twist ankle and bruises and blood all over their body as you made it to her house you ringed the doorbell.... The door opened revealing Sara in her pajamas as she looked at you.
"Y/n!? What happened!? Are you okay???" She said with a worried look. You just looked at her til you felt tears in your eyes as they fall down your face "Y-Yeah, I'm fine" " Don't lie to me Y/n, Your face is full of bruises and you can barley stand and look now your crying" "I-I'm not crying" You said wiping the tears from your face but they still kept coming down "Oh Y/n.. Please tell me what happened" Sara said holding your hands to stop your from clearing away your tears as you explained everything that happened.
"Y/n! I thought I told you to stop getting into fights, You know I hate seeing you like this even if you win or not I don't like seeing/hearing you getting into fights" Sara toke your hand and toke you inside her house as you hesitant "Huh? What's wrong?" "Sara Your father doesn't like me.." "He doesn't even know you" "But everytime I walk you home he always stares at me with a unwelcoming look" "Oh Forgot about him right now Y/n, All I wanna do is take care of you" You were about to say something but kept your mouth shut knowing even if you said anything it won't though to her as Sara leads you upside stairs to her room.
She made you sit on her bed as she put bandages and Band-Aids all over your body. All you did was look at her as you started crying again "Y/n, Why are you crying? What's wrong?" "Nothings wrong it's just.." You wipe your tears from your face as you spoke again "I'm just so happy/Lucky to have you in my life Sara" as Blush rise on Sara's face "W-Well I'm lucky/happy to have you in my life to" She said as she sat on bed with you as a few moments pass as you grab her hand.
"Hm?" Sara looked up at as you kissed her cheek and whispered 'I love you' in her ear as Sara blushed even more. "Hehe, You so cute Sara" You said as Sara gently grabbed your face "Y-You are to Y/n" As She kissed you on the lips as you kissed back.
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i flinched at the soft knocking on the front door. i glanced around, noticing it had grown dark outside and the movie was no longer playing. instead, the second installment of the film series was almost halfway through. my thoughts were murky and for a moment, i wasn't sure someone had actually knocked on the door. i waited a beat and sure enough, a second knock came a little louder than the first. it was still soft and hesitant though.
surely a burglar wouldn't knock, right?
i padded softly to the door, eyes raking down my bare legs. a chill went up my spine as i pulled the door open and the cool outside air rushed inside. he stood in front of me, a goofy grin on his sweet face.
his large frame towered over mine in the doorway as he leaned towards me against the door frame. his red hair peaked out from under his baseball cap around his ears and tan little freckles littered the pale skin of his cheeks and nose. his coffee brown eyes met mine with the glint of the porch light showing off flecks of gold.
"hi." i breathed out, still half asleep and shocked to see him standing in front of me. i absentmindedly ran a hand through my long hair, trying to tame it and praying it didn't look awful. the corner of his mouth lifted higher into a brighter smile as he took me in.
"hold the flashlight for me?" his smile reached my lips and i felt my chest erupt with a giggle. the noise shocked me and i quickly tried to cut it off. he laughed with me and held out his hand for me to take.
i grabbed the nearest blanket i could find and took his hand. his touch sent another shiver down my spine. i marveled at how soft his fingertips seemed as they brushed against my skin. his large hand clasped mine as he led me carefully down the concrete steps.
my heart erupted with butterflies every time he glanced back at me with a smile resting on his lips.
"are you cold? i've got a hoodie in the truck you can have." i nodded shyly and watched as he disappeared around the corner of the building. before long, he returned with a bright green hoodie two sizes too big for me. i slid it over my smaller frame and breathed in his scent.
a mix of pine and fancy cologne met my nose and it smelled so much better than i'd ever dreamed. he glanced up and down my body, taking in the sight of me in his over-sized hoodie. he must have enjoyed the view, as his eyes lit up and he smiled widely at me.
he reached out for me and i placed both of my small hands in his. he kissed my knuckles before leading me over to his workspace. i held the flashlight for him as he worked. we chatted, hesitant at first before opening up.
soft music played in the background, music he had apparently been listening to before i joined him. suddenly, he set his tools down and glanced at me. before i could question his actions, he grasped my hands and pulled me towards the center of the building. my bare feet shuffled along the cold concrete as i hurried to follow him. he faced me and began to sway to the beat of the music.
butterflies fluttered in my stomach as i finally understood. afraid of ruining the moment and not trusting myself to speak, i stepped closer to him and began to sway. i matched his hip movements as he stepped closer, our chests beginning to brush against each other.
gently, he set his arms around my waist, pulling me flush against him. my breath caught in my throat and i fought the urge to cough. i forced air into my lungs and tried to level my breathing, worrying that my cheeks were flushed red by now.
i looked up to meet his eyes and noticed his stare. i fought the urge to shrivel into myself underneath his gaze. instead, i smiled at him. his thumb grazed across my cheek and a bright smile met his lips. his eyes searched my face, as if seeing me for the first time.
he seemed to take in every detail he could possibly find. i leaned forward and rested my head against his chest, trying to determine if his heart beat was as fast as mine.
as he swayed the two of us together, i felt like i belonged in his arms. i smiled into his chest, never wanting to leave this moment.
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New fanfic but short...
Enjoy it!
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I plucked a dandelion surrounded by the roses and it reminded me of you and the way you chose me when you did not have to and it won't be before my body turns long white like cotton and I float away in the wind never forgetting the time we spent together. So short yet so sweet.
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A SHORT LOVE STORY
She was the girl that never grew up. She was kept under lock and key. She never seen the world for what it Is.
He was the boy that grew up too fast. He was never one to be free. His life was never perfect as is.
She read books as an escape and to be adventurous. He was always working to support is baby sister and never had time from escape and adventures.
She taught him how to be free and he taught her how the actual world is. The good and the bad.
Together they taught each other how to love and how to live.
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29.04.2019
I have been meaning to write something for a while now. If I don’t write I know I will have only faint memories of the days passing me by. Granted, these days are not some of my most memorable ones - I haven’t fallen in love, I haven’t been swept off my feet, I haven’t made a meaningful connection with anyone. Life is ordinary. I went to the lake earlier today and my friend and I stopped by the side of the road on the way back to pick some yellow wild flowers. Here they are sitting in a vase on the balcony table.
03.08.2019
Two cats yank me from the monotonous and lonely life that is housesitting. I have moved to another country, I have a job. Just as easily as these cats appeared in my life, a new person can come along with a new set of flaws and little annoying habits that I will hopelessly romanticize. It would probably wreck havoc on my life. Someone seemingly exciting and unique can disrupt this period of emotional stillness and tranquility, someone sweet and kind, with a different set of teeth and pair of eyes from what I’ve known can come along and promise to love me. The novelty of being touched in a different way, words arranged differently into sentences worshiping me will awaken some passion and yearning for connection and deeper meaning and send me spinning... And for a moment I’ll be riding the tidal wave of a passionate love affair until I fall hard and it all comes crashing down. Whatever comes will surely go.
26.08.2019
I am alone and tired in my new apartment. All of my yesterdays, rushed goodbyes and missed sunsets are weighing me down. I sit in a towel in my boiling hot little room facing south and yet another summer is coming to an end. I will go to the beach tomorrow. In a few days the heat will subside, but I’ll be working for the rest of my life. Fuck.
02.10.2019
I met someone. He makes me feel beautiful. Why am I so hesitant yet eager to jump headfirst into whatever this is? My heart flutters when I hear his sweet voice. I am charmed by his little quirks, his idiosyncrasies, intoxicated by his smell, his touch. It all overpowers me and I find myself walking as fast as I can to him. Ah, the moment he opens the door and embraces me..
18.11.2019
Yesterday he was in my room, he sat on my bed with a pillow propped up against the wall and nothing but thin air between us. I’d never before felt so distant from him. He was somewhere far, locked in the innermost room of the temple of his strange mind. I couldn’t reach him — I’ll never mean anything to him. That’s probably part of the allure for me.
21.11.2019
Nothing profound today. My existence is meaningless and I just want to say nothing, do nothing. Lie down and be in the moment with him, be in the now. Although it pains me to think that someday he’ll have so much to give... to someone else that he could love.
04.12.2019
He said that he ‘stole’ the tram. I find his broken English and just everything about him hopelessly attractive, but he thinks I am rushing things too much. I should pick up a hobby, I should see a therapist, I should learn another language or whatever would keep me from seeing him. Like now.
07.12.2019
Ok I ruined it for good. It was about time.
26.12.2019
Home again for the holidays. All that anxiety pent up in my chest in anticipation of hearing from him has started to subside. Only pain and tears now, but I am at peace. Pain is familiar, pain does not cause me panic. But now there’s no more hope. Hell, I’ll probably never see him again. To never hear his voice - it scares me shitless. Sweet sweet torture.
03.10.2020
One day I’ll struggle to remember this past year. And maybe it’s better off forgotten.
16.01.2021
I don’t write anymore. It’s anybody’s guess why. Corona is still here and we are all a bit mental now. I keep buying books I’ll never read. I’ll be 27 soon. I want a record player.
20.05.2022
my feelings fluctuate, there is no order to the movements of my soul - some nights I am puzzled and in guilt by dreams of us making slow passionate and tender love in his bed for days in a row...
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you're the favourite memory of my past I'd wish to forget.
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You >> everything
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My wife tested positive for covid and I have not yet so we’ve been isolating from one another for 8 whole hours and I miss her so much
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