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swampxwitchxhattie · 4 months
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She is my everything🥰😍I am so thankful to be her mother🤱🏼🩷my life has been turned upside down since having her but in the best possible way😊. It's hard but I'm loving every minute of watching her grow 💗 I can't believe she is already a month old🥹Seems like time is flying by already🥺time needs to slow down, I don't want to miss a single thing.
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mindful-hempress · 8 months
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samantabrzozowska · 7 months
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"God is the One who every
human heart really love."
With love Sam
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goddess-of-alchemy · 11 months
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inlovewithquotes · 1 year
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He's the wildfire to my wallflower. The inhale to my exhale. The confession to my sin. When you find the beast who unleashes your flame, your soul will welcome home its twin.
-She's Magic & Midnight Lace
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innervoiceartblog · 2 years
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wmiqaqueen · 9 months
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swampxwitchxhattie · 4 months
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Witch please. I read your vibes the second you walked in the room. If I can say one thing about myself is my ability to tune into people and read the like friggen books. Don’t come at me with your hot dog water energy.
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The best part of my day is cuddling my baby girl and reading to her🤱🏼🩷📖
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poetassignment · 11 months
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poeticmystery · 4 months
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:・゚✧:・゚ RAY OF SUNSHINE (p.j.)
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summary : in which percy jackson feels attached, in some way, to a girl he just met.
w.c. : about 1k
a/n : part 2! thank you for all the support on the firsg part, there will be more to follow!
this is also on my wattpad: poet1cmystery
warning(s) : none!
| riordanverse masterlist | navigation | part 1 |
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percy awoke near midnight, having slept for almost seven hours. he had been woken up by a nightmare, just like usual. The stars hanging in the sky painted a serene picture for him as he stared out through the small infirmary window, the view calming him quickly. for once, the camp around him was quiet. no bustling demigods, no chattering kids. just quiet. 
the son of poseidon sat up, looking around more. he was never in here for as long of a time as he had been currently. he never noticed how old the withering wood was, its brown shade falling to a reddish-beige. they were surrounded by magic but still couldn't repair the infirmary. huh. he could definitely see the imprints the apollo children had made, even just in the small room he was in. there was an overall sense of brightness, despite the late hour it was. it felt welcoming, in a way. 
he debated on going back to his cabin now or staying here until morning. the harpies would be out, so that definitely wouldn't be preferable. still, could he really stay for this long? y/n had told him to stay until he felt better...
so, he stayed, in hopes of seeing her again. he was still curious about the connection he felt to her. curious about why her eyes felt so familiar. he tried to rack his brain for answer, yet nothing came to mind. there was a faint image of those eyes on a little girl, their e/c being illuminated by a ray of sunshine. but that was where the memory faded. nothing around the young girl seemed familiar, none of the scenery. he couldn’t even tell if the memory was indoors.
percy noticed the lack of movement, even inside of the infirmary. apollo kids had to sleep too. the only sound he heard was the low chirping of crickets, occasionally seeing one of their tiny bodies hopping by, being illuminated by the fading moonlight.
the lack of light was seamlessly replaced by an orange hue, accompanying the rising sun in the distance. it must’ve been closer to morning than what he had thought. well, that just meant he got to see this mysterious girl sooner.
the stars faded slowly, as if running from the intruding daylight.
y/n walked into the infirmary, smiles and all, the view causing a small grin to even grow to his own face. the optimistic attitude she often boar wasn’t new, but still found a way to draw him in.
“oh!” she looked surprised to see him, was that bad? should he have left when we woke up? the wide smile said otherwise, but he was beginning to think it was permanent, regardless of the situation. his mind raced, and he didn’t know why. it wasn’t like this with anyone else that’d help him. why her?
“i didn’t realize you were still here. are you feeling better at least?” she questioned, concern lacing her features.
“uh, yeah,” he swallowed, trying to get the ugly taste out of his mouth, “ ‘m feeling a lot better. thank you.”
“it’s what i’m here for,” she replied cheerily, spinning on her heel and moving away from the open doorway.
 he gave it a few minutes, then slowly sat up. as the blanket fell from his shoulders, a sudden wave of cool air reminded him of the shirt he wasn’t wearing.  his eyes roamed the enclosed area, searching for the familiar orange fabric of his camp-tee. then, he saw it hanging on a plastic hanger, seemingly clean. he took slightly shaky steps towards it, eventually shrugging it over his shoulders, letting it fall past his arms. 
he walked out of the room he was in, slightly zoned out. unfortunately for him, he bumped into the girl he had been trying to figure out.
“ah, shit, sorry y/n,” he said quickly, gently reaching to grab her arm to steady her.
she didn’t seem bothered. “it’s alright, are you going?”
he nodded, releasing his grip from her arm. “i’ll see you around?” he asked, hoping the answer was yes. maybe then he could figure out where he knew her from.
“of course, percy.”
her words made him smile, even if she just meant them half-heartedly. (she definitely did, he could tell.) he stepped out into the now fully-risen sun, its rays beating down on him despite the chill held by the autumn air.
immediately, he was greeted by his short, fast-talking friend. the one and only, leo valdez.
“where have you been?” the boy exclaimed, his head tilting slightly upwards to meet percy’s eyes.
“dude, it’s been like a day,” percy said flatly.
almost on instinct, percy checked his pockets for his trusted pen. no matter how long he had had it, he still wasn’t used to the fact he couldn’t lose it. just like he suspected, it was safely sitting in the back pocket of his jeans.
percy’s gaze wondered back towards the infirmary one last time, before quickly flicking back to leo, trying to listen to what the boy was discussing as they walked further and further away.
he noticed leo looking at him expectantly, and just nodded his head, seemingly agreeing to what had just been said. “yeah, of course.”
“you weren’t listening, were you?” leo groans.
“not at all,” the boy admitted, not wanting to lie to one of his closest friends.
“tell me again?” he offered, smirking sheepishly down at leo, who rolled his eyes. still, the boy repeated what he had said, this time earning a real response from percy.
the two boys conversed, occasionally shoving each other around as they walked over the dirt pathways winding between the camp cabins. eventually, they heard a horn blow, signaling breakfast.
arriving at the pavilion, percy noticed y/n walking towards a table seating annabeth chase, piper mclean, and luke castellan. wait.
luke castellan?
why was she sitting with luke castellan? 
why did percy care? 
he didn’t. right?
no, of course he didn’t. why would he?
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samantabrzozowska · 7 months
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"I am so simple to love,
I want you give you all."
With love Sam
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goddess-of-alchemy · 11 months
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yournameloveskpop · 4 months
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Just Relax
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Paring: BangChan x Reader
Warning: a lot of teasing, Oral, sexy time with Bangchan in a studio
Style: smut, friendship, romance, fluff
Summery: BangChan is stressing about comeback deadlines in his studio until Y/N comes by to help him and tell him to rest
Word count: 1122
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Bang Chan, the leader of Stray Kids, found himself overwhelmed with the pressure of their upcoming comeback. Exhausted, he leaned back in his chair within the confines of his studio, his hands rubbing over his tired eyes in frustration. The clock ticked past midnight, yet he was nowhere near done.
Just then, Y/N entered the room, her presence like a soothing balm. She noticed the lights still ablaze and Bang Chan, working tirelessly beyond the scheduled hours. Her eyes reflected concern and worry as she observed the evident fatigue in his posture and expression.
"Chan, you need to take a break," Y/N urged gently, approaching him.
Bang Chan, however, was adamant. "I can't, not yet. There's so much left to do," he responded, his voice a mix of determination and exhaustion.
Y/N paused for a moment, considering her next move. She then left the room, only to return shortly with a tray laden with food and a cup of coffee made just the way Bang Chan liked it.
He looked up in surprise. "You didn't have to do this, Y/N," he said, a hint of gratitude in his voice.
"I know, but you need it," Y/N replied, placing the tray in front of him and closing the door behind her.
Reluctantly, Bang Chan agreed to a brief respite. "Thank you," he murmured before starting to eat.
Meanwhile, Y/N stood behind him, her hands gently massaging his neck and shoulders. Bang Chan leaned back, letting out a sigh of relief as tension began to leave his body. The touch was comforting, and he felt a sense of relaxation wash over him, his head resting against her chest.
As Y/N's skilled fingers worked their magic, Bang Chan couldn't help but feel a warmth spreading through him. He became aware of a growing tension, not just in his muscles but in a more intimate sense as Y/N's hands moved with assured grace.
Noticing the change in him, Y/N leaned closer, her voice soft and coaxing. "Just relax, Chan," she whispered, her hand gliding from his shoulder down to his thigh. The sudden touch made him jolt slightly, but it wasn't unwelcome.
Her fingers moved teasingly over his thigh, each touch sending waves of pleasure through him. Bang Chan let out another sigh, this one laced with a different kind of pleasure.
Suddenly, he couldn't hold back anymore. In a swift motion, he turned in his chair to face Y/N. With an intense look in his eyes, he pulled her onto his lap, their lips meeting in a deep, fervent kiss.
Y/N chuckled softly, her hips moving in a tantalizingly slow rhythm. Bang Chan growled softly against her skin, his hands moving to her back.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asked playfully, his voice low and husky.
"Just trying to help you relax," Y/N murmured, kissing down his neck. Her hands found their way under his shirt, caressing his abs as she continued her path downwards.
As the evening progressed, the studio, once filled with the sounds of music and work, now resonated with a different kind of harmony. Y/N's movements were deliberate and gentle as she edged closer to the waistband of Bang Chan's joggers. The air was thick with anticipation.
Looking up at him with an expression of innocence, Y/N sought his approval. Bang Chan, lost in the moment, combed his fingers through her hair, a silent signal for her to proceed. His breath hitched as she carefully slid down his joggers and boxers, her lips tracing a path along his thighs, moving teasingly close to his most sensitive areas.
Bang Chan's response was a deep, guttural moan, his body unwinding, surrendering to the sensations Y/N elicited. His hips instinctively rolled upward, his muscles tensing as he endeavored to savor every second. His head tilted back, resting against the chair, his grip in her hair tightening ever so slightly, urging her on.
His eyes fluttered closed, a blissful expression washing over his face. A warm, tingling sensation enveloped him, and he couldn't help but call out Y/N's name, his voice laced with an intense pleasure.
Y/N hummed in response, the vibration adding another layer to the sensations. She continued her careful, focused attention on him, sensing he was edging closer to a peak.
As Bang Chan neared the brink, his breaths became more ragged, his hand gripping the arm of the chair tightly. He warned her of his impending climax, but Y/N, determined to bring him complete release, maintained her pace.
Finally, Bang Chan crossed the threshold, a gasp escaping him as he closed his eyes tightly, surrendering to the moment. Y/N gradually slowed her movements, finally pulling away, a look of satisfaction on her face as she licked her lips.
The room fell into a comfortable silence, allowing Bang Chan a few moments to descend from his euphoric state. As he regained his composure, he gently pulled Y/N up, guiding her to sit on his lap once again.
Bang Chan looked into Y/N's eyes, his own shining with a mix of gratitude and admiration. "You... you really know how to make a guy feel relaxed," he said, his voice low and filled with a newfound energy.
Y/N chuckled softly. "Well, I think you deserved a break, Chan. You work too hard sometimes."
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. "I can't believe you just did that," he whispered, still in awe.
Y/N smiled, her eyes twinkling. "Sometimes, you need someone to take care of you, too. You're always looking out for everyone else."
Bang Chan's expression softened. "I guess you're right. Thank you, Y/N. I needed that more than I realized."
They sat there for a moment, the tension of the day melting away. The room, once a place of stress and deadlines, had transformed into a sanctuary of comfort and connection.
After a while, Bang Chan spoke up. "I should probably get back to work. But first, I owe you a proper thank you dinner. How about it?"
Y/N nodded, her smile warm. "I'd like that. But only after you've had some rest. You need it."
As they stood up, preparing to leave the studio, there was a sense of contentment between them. The night had indeed become interesting, but more importantly, it had strengthened the bond they shared, a bond built on mutual care and understanding.
As they left the studio together, the lights flickering off behind them, there was a promise of more such moments – moments of unwinding, of being there for each other, in the midst of their busy lives.
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