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[dynamicblithe]

"I was just asking someone for directions. I just recently arrived to Canterlot Island. And my name is Sue Patterson. And what is your name? And it is a pleasure to meet you!" Sue Patterson replied.

Merry looked at a person that she had seen nearby where she is standing. She was walking towards the theater, when she saw that person nearby herself. “What are you doing right now?” Merry asked the person. @forgottenfriendshipstarters

[stargazsblog]

how to lose a girl in 10 days | ch.1 the bet

ryomen sukuna x fem!reader

ʚɞ ryomen sukuna is tall, devastatingly handsome, and the campus heartbreaker. everyone knows his name, and his reputation for leaving girls with broken hearts. but then there's you uninterested and completely unimpressed by him. you're the only girl who couldn't care less about him. when his friends tease him about it, everything changes. they challenge him with a bet to make you, the one person who isn't affected by his charm, fall in love with him in just 10 days, sukuna accepts the challenge, thinking it'll be an easy win. it's just a game, a way to prove he can get any girl he wants. but the more time he spends with you, he finds himself wanting something he never expected.

ʚɞ warning/tags: angst, fluff, romance, use of cigarettes and alcohol, jealousy, asshole sukuna, heartbreak, inspired by how to lose a guy in 10 days, college au, enemies to lovers.

ʚɞ now playing - no. 1 party anthem by arctic monkeys

note: hi guys! this is the first chapter and I'm so excited this is just about how the bet starts nothing crazyyyy YET… i can’t wait to write more! merry christmas!! <3

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“I still don’t know why I let you talk me into this,” you muttered, pulling your jacket tighter around yourself. The muffled thump of bass from inside the house was enough to make your ears ring, even from a distance. The faint smell of cigarette smoke and cheap beer mixed with the crisp winter breeze, making you wrinkle your nose.

“Because,” Shoko said, throwing an arm around your shoulder. “Deep down, you know you’ll have fun if you let yourself.” she grinned at you.

You side-eye her, “Have fun?, this is a party of drunk idiots I have to pretend I like.”

“Don't be dramatic.” Shoko rolled her eyes, patting your shoulder as she let you go. ”You spend too much time brooding alone in your dorm, anyway.”

“I call it peace,” you shot back, but Shoko was already halfway up the stairs.

The door swung open before either of you could reach it. A group of boys tumbled out, laughing and shouting, nearly knocking you over in the process. You stepped aside just in time, muttering a curse under your breath

The heat of the crowded house hit you immediately. The air was thick, almost suffocating, with the smell of sweat, spilled drinks, and overly sweet perfume. Bodies pressed together as people danced to the relentless beat of the music.

“Come on, let's get a drink,” she said, grabbing your wrist and leading you towards the kitchen. You stuck close to her, pushing past people in the crowd and avoiding eye contact as much as possible.

“This is a disaster,” you muttered as you reached the kitchen, leaning against the counter. Shoko handed you a bottle of water before pouring herself something that smelled suspiciously strong.

“It's just a party,” she replied.

As she took a sip, she leaned against the counter, her eyes scanning the room again. “There he is,” she said, nudging you with her elbow.

“Who?”

“You know who.”

Your gaze followed hers, landing on a familiar figure sprawled out on the couch in the corner of the living room. Ryomen Sukuna.

He was sitting on the couch like he owned the place, his long legs stretched out, one arm casually draped over the back of the sofa. He was wearing a white shirt, the fabric clinging just enough to hint at the toned muscles underneath. His eyes scanned the room with practiced boredom, like none of it was worth his time.

A girl was sitting on his lap, twirling her hair around her finger and giggling as if he’d just told her the funniest joke in the world. She leaned closer, whispering something in his ear, but he didn’t seem to be paying attention. Instead, his gaze drifted and then locked onto yours.

He grinned, a slow, cocky smirk that made something in your chest tighten not with attraction, but with irritation. It was the kind of grin that said he knew exactly the effect he had on people and loved to watch them crumble under it. He tilted his head slightly, as if to say, Caught you staring

As you looked away, you could feel the weight of his gaze on you. But you didn’t turn back. You weren’t interested.

“Great,” you muttered, taking a long sip from your water bottle. “Now I have to burn this memory from my brain.”

Shoko laughed, clearly enjoying your discomfort. “Oh, come on. You’ve got to admit, he’s hot.”

“He’s insufferable.”

“Hot and insufferable. The best combination.”

“I’ll leave right now.” you turned heel, but Shoko grabbed your arm, stopping you from your track.

“Relax, I’m just teasing you.”

Your jaw tightened, but you stayed put, watching as Sukuna leaned back even further, his eyes still fixed on you. The girl on his lap pouted, clearly annoyed at his lack of attention, but he didn’t seem to care.

“I hate him,” you muttered under your breath. The words came out bitter, but they were true. “Did I mention that before?”

“Yeah, like hundreds of times,” She replied, laughing “You really hate him, huh?”

“I just don’t get how people fall for his act,” you said.

Shoko shrugged. “Like I said, he’s hot. People like hot.”

“Hot doesn’t excuse being an asshole,” you murmured, crossing your arms. “What’s his deal, anyway? Does he just sit there all night waiting for people to grovel at his feet?”

“Pretty much,” Shoko said with a shrug. “But he’s good at it. Watch.”

As if on cue, another girl approached him, drink in hand. She leaned down, her lips close to his ear as she said something you couldn’t hear. Sukuna smirked, his attention finally shifting away from you, and you let out a breath you hadn’t realized you were holding.

“See? he’s harmless,” Shoko said.

“Harmless,” you repeated, your voice with sarcasm. “Sure.”

“You know, you’re the only one who doesn’t fall for his charm.”

“Good,” you said firmly, crossing your arms. “I’m not about to start. I don’t need someone like him in my life.”

“You gonna keep her there all night?” Suguru asked, nodding towards the girl on Sukuna’s lap.

Sukuna smirked tilting his head back. “why not? She's comfortable here.” the girl giggled again, clearly tipsy, but Sukuna's attention has already wandered. His eyes scanned the room lazily, taking in the usual suspect, drunk athletes, and the occasional out-of-place loner. Until it landed on you.

You stood in the kitchen, keeping your distance from the chaos, leaning against the counter with your arms crossed. Your eyes roamed over the room, observing, until they met his. He caught you looking, and a smirk tugged at his lips. When you quickly looked away, he let out a low chuckle.

His friends noticed this.

“You’ve been staring at her for the last ten minutes, what’s the deal?” Geto voice cut thought Sukuna’s thoughts, and he glanced over at his friend.

“I’m not staring,” Sukuna retorted smoothly, his tone laced with nonchalance as he effortlessly lifted the girl off his lap. She let out an irritated groan, before stalking off in a huff. “Just observing,”

“Oh, don’t give me that,” Geto teased, raising an eyebrow. “I’ve seen the way you're staring at her, that’s not the ‘I’m observing’ look you usually give what’s going on with you.”

Sukuna’s gaze flickered to you once more. “She’s different,” He had noticed you around campus—the way you never spared him a second glance when you passed by, completely unaffected by his presence. Once, he’d even tried to strike up a conversation, but you had brushed past him without so much as acknowledging him, as though he were invisible.

Gojo chuckled “Different? Dude, that girl is the only one who doesn’t drool over you.”

Sukuna’s lip curled into a sly grin. “So what?”

“So,” Suguru continues, crossing his arms, leaning against the couch. “you’ve never met a girl who doesn’t fall for your charm, right? You’ve been with everyone but her? she couldn’t care less.”

Gojo snorted. “And she’s probably the only one on campus. That’s gotta sting.”

Sukuna scoffed, leaning forward slightly. “Please. She is probably playing hard to get.”

Geto exchanged a glance with Gojo, and then a mischievous grunt flashed his eyes. “All alright, how about we make this interesting? We give you ten days.”

Sukuna raised an eyebrow, “Ten days?’

“Yeah,” he said with a sly smile “Ten days you make her fall in love with you.”

Sukana let out a short laugh, but the challenge already sounded fun to him. He never was the type to back down from a game. “You think I need ten days?”

Suguru shrugged, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. “It’d be easier if it were any other girl. But this one… she’s too—what’s the word? Stubborn. Definitely not into guys like you,” he said, “She won’t be an easy win. That’s what makes it interesting, though.”

Satoru chimes in “Yeah, man. You can’t just use your looks and charm this time. You’re gonna have to actually work for it.”

Sukana's eyes flicked back to you for a split second. You were standing there unaware of the conversation that was happening a few feet away from you. “Ten days huh?” he murmured.

“Ten days” Gojo repeated. “And if you fail you lose. It's as simple as that.”

His expression turned darker, the idea of him not winning seemed unthinkable. He wasn’t just going to prove them wrong he was going to show them that no one could resist him.

Gojo leaned back, a grin tugging at his lips. “Oh, and one more thing,” he added, glancing at Sukuna. “You can't be seen with other girls. It’s gotta look real, after all.”

Sukuna’s expression shifted slightly, an eyebrow raised in silent challenge. “You think I need rules to make this work?” he asked.

Geto gave a small nod. “It’s just to make sure no one gets suspicious. You’ll need to actually put in the effort.”

Sukuna smirked, unfazed. “Fine. I’ll play by your rules, but don’t expect me to go easy on her.”

Ten days to make you fall for him. The girl who wouldn’t give him the time of the day. The girl who didn’t care about his reputation. The girl who has no idea what was coming for her.

Unknowingly, you had already been pulled into his game.

“You think his shirt could be any tighter,” Shoko muttered, nodding towards a guy who was flexing across the room.

You snorted. “Pretty sure it's painted on.” leaning against the kitchen counter. Shoko grinned at your words, sipping from her cup.

The kitchen was quieter than the rest of the party, you leaned against the counter sipping on your water. Shoko perched on the edge of the sink, swinging her legs as she talked. You were nodding and listening to the story she was telling you. You hear a group of people walking in the kitchen, their laughter loud and careless. You don’t even need to turn around to know who it is. The weight of his presence pressed into the room like a rebound heartbeat. Ryomen Sukuna.

His graze swept the kitchen, it lingered on you for a moment too long, and a smirk appeared on his face.

“Shoko,” one of his friends called out, his tone playful, but almost teasing. “Come help us with something. It’ll be fun, I promise.”

Shoko raised an eyebrow, glancing between you and them. “Fun, huh? i doubt it.”

“It’s better than being stuck in here,” another white-haired friend chimed in.

She rolled her eyes but slid off the counter anyway, giving you a quick pat on the shoulder. “Don’t get too comfortable,” she said with a wink before following them out of the kitchen. And then, it was just you and him.

Great.

Sukuna didn't say anything, but you could feel the weight of his gaze, as he leaned against the counter across from you.

“Guess it’s just us now,” he said finally his voice low and smooth.

You didn't look up, keeping your focus on your drink “Lucky me,” you replied, your tone dry.

He chuckled softly, the sound rich and deep. “You don’t sound too thrilled.”

When you finally glanced up, he was much closer than you’d expected. His tall frame leaned casually against the counter opposite you. Up close, the details of his features were almost overwhelming—the sharp line of his jaw, the subtle curve of his lips that formed an infuriatingly smug smirk, and the mess of his hair falling carelessly over his forehead. You couldn’t deny it, no matter how much you wanted to. He was hot—like, really hot.

“You’re not exactly the first guy to try this,” you said coolly, taking another sip from your drink, your gaze steady as you met his.

Sukuna tilted his head slightly, his eyes narrowing in amusement. “Try what?” he asked.

“Whatever you’re doing right now,” you replied, “the whole brooding, mysterious thing. It’s not as original as you think.”

He laughed at that, his head tilting back just enough to expose the line of his throat. It wasn’t often that people spoke to him like this, you realized. Most would have thrown themselves at him.

“You’re sharp,” he said, pushing off the counter and taking a step closer. The scent of him hits you. “I like that,” he added, his voice low, a hint of approval in his tone as his gaze lingered on you.

You arched an eyebrow, unimpressed by him. “And I don’t care.”

He paused not being he was offended, but because he wasn’t used to being dismissed, even by someone who didn't so much flinch under his gaze.

He took another step forward, closing the distance between you. “Most people would kill to be in your position right now,” his tone quieter now, almost intimate, as his eyes locked onto yours.

You smirked, setting your drink on the counter behind you. “Then maybe you should go find ‘most people,’” you replied coolly, not breaking eye contact.”

The silence hung in the air. Sukuna’s eyes lingered on you for a moment, then slowly, his gaze dipped to your lips. The smirk on his face faltered just slightly as if he was plotting something in his mind, before it returned—sharper, more amused.

“You’re different,” he murmured finally, his voice low, the words lingering in the air as his gaze stayed fixed on your lips, the tension between you growing with each passing second.

“Should I take that as a compliment?” you asked.

“Take it however you want,” he said, his voice softer now, almost a whisper, his gaze still lingering on your lips as if he was waiting for your next move.

His gaze made it hard to look away. But you forced yourself to break the connection, turning your focus elsewhere. You weren’t sure what Sukuna was trying to do—charm you, challenge you, or maybe a little of both.

“I’m not interested in you, if that’s what you’re wondering,” you said, your tone firm, making sure he knew you weren’t fazed by his presence.

He tilted his head, his smirk fading for a moment. He just looked at you, his dark eyes searching yours as if he were trying to read you.

“We’ll see about that,” he said, his voice low and confident, before turning and walking out.

You let out a slow breath, the heat of his presence lingering in the air. Sukuna wasn’t used to being ignored, and for him, that only made you more of a challenge.

But you weren’t here to play his game.

At least, that’s what you thought.

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[bensonsbreakdowns]

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[ ꕤ ] — angst

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ᗢ two years after losing natasha, the only thing you count on is having wanda home for christmas

[cranberrydietcoke]

merry christmas to those that celebrate ! ʚɞ

[fairy-verse]

what if you sing a song to the fairies?

And so, you hum and sing to the hidden fairies surrounding you on all sides, and it is as though the trees sway, and the wind caresses your cheeks as tiny voices start to grow and sing along to your merry song. Despite your best efforts, you cannot fully understand the words of the fairies, but this is what you believe you heard correctly:

・ ゜ ʚɞ ゜ ゜

Far out and hidden well there lies an Isle of Flowers who mean well.

Gentle and Kind as the land they all are, for naught but cold evening winds of winter’s embrace come their way, and so they fear nothing and suffer no ails.

But woe shall they arrive and form bonds with Fairy or Folk alike, for then grief will riddle their delicate bodies, and rest they shall have no more.

Death is not their saviour.

Life is their eternal path for their talent and craft make wishes come alive.

Gain their favour and the Isle shall blossom and sing your welcoming.

Bring with you joy and gratitude and blessed light and colour will follow as you shall be laid to rest on grass green with turquoise waters cradling your elder body.

The Luna tree shall then forever hold you close, though what a terrible truth this is, for what child of the Folk or the Fairies could ever hope to find their way there, for the Flowers so rarely come our way, and when they do, they shy away and hide among their cousins in the tall grass.

Oh, Flowers of the Isle, bring with you the blessings of the Luna tree.

Bring with you its grace and beauty.

And perhaps we too can find peace of mind and soul.

・ ゜ ʚɞ ゜ ゜

Strange as the words may seem, you will find some meaning behind them, and when you do, will you feel satisfied with the answer?

What is the Isle? Previous part 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

[from1837to1945]

It was during his engagement with the American Biograph Co., that Jack Mulhall met his wife and she was the first girl he met on his first trip to California. He was very young and must have been somewhat anemic-looking, because he heard her say to another member of the company, "Who is that pale, thin-looking young fellow over there?" Four months later they were married.

(...)

"Mrs. Mulhall and I have been married for five years. I won't say we have never quarreled once. On the contrary we have. I don't think two people with any will at all could live together without having occasional arguments. And, if they could, think how they would bore each other. No Irishman would be contented if he were married to a woman who always agreed with him"—this with a merry twinkle in his eye."

-Elizabeth Peltret, "The Romantic Irish," Motion Picture Magazine, Jul 1920, pp.103~104

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[ao3feed-larry]

Let's make christmas merry, baby ʚɞ Traducción

by louelsolecito

Harry se detuvo a su lado y tintineó sus anillos contra el volante del carro al ritmo de Deck the Halls. "Entonces, ¿esto significa que tenemos que besarnos?" bromeó Harry, con una tímida sonrisa en los labios. Louis se sobresaltó, dejando caer la revista en un revoloteo de páginas brillantes. Miró fijamente a Harry y siguió su mirada, fijándose en la falsa vegetación barata que colgaba sobre sus cabezas. Se burló: "lo único que vas a besar es mi culo". "¿Oh?" Harry se rió, sonriendo como un idiota. "Eso no sería lo peor del mundo, teniendo en cuenta que es un culo bastante bueno". Eso hizo que las mejillas de Louis se pusieran rojas, y que sus ojos se abrieran de par en par. "¿Perdón?" Entonces el alfa soltó una risita, una jodida risa. "No estoy ciego y tú no eres tan tonto. Es uno bueno". La boca de Louis se abrió y se cerró, prácticamente con boca de pez mientras miraba incrédulo al hombre. Era el mayor y más extraño sinsentido que Louis había visto.

 (Harry y Louis tienen que hacer de Sr. y Sra. Claus en una fiesta de la fraternidad y no se llevan bien, pero se quedan atrapados bajo el muérdago hasta que lo hacen)

Words: 20692, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Español

Fandoms: One Direction (Band)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

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[heejakewon-moved]

he really did!!! his pink hair is just *chef's kiss* his vocals are angelic. Will never get over him singing a little bit of anti romantic <3

why are you so precious 🥺🥺🥺🥺 she does really love the job but she's always wanted to be a florist and have her own business. <3 when her and my step dad finally move into their new home, she's quitting her job <3

no i totally get that. i sometimes miss being in the office working and seeing everyone. but it sounds like a massive pain tbh bc the only people in the office are people that cannot work from home. Either they have no Internet or it's impossible for them but every time someone tests positive, everyone gets sent home. They close the building down for 14 days but those people who can't work from home? They can't really do anything but sit around. Plus with the omicron, they straight up will not allow anyone into the office UNLESS you have a good enough reason to not work from home. So whether I like it or not, I'm working from home.

also!!!! i made my first gif!!!! i was like, screw it, im gonna download photoshop, it's like £7 a month or something (like 10 dollars?) so i watched a three year old tutorial on youtube, struggled massively, swore 927 times. the end result is just TERRIBLE but it's practice and i will keep practising :)))) took me two bloody hours to do though 😭😭😭 but hopefully, I can make your little jake gifset soon. probably in 2022 💖 i'm off work this friday so will do some more practice work then :)

ᓚᘏᗢ : NAAAAURR i've been thinking abt anti-romantic hee lately. honestly idk anymore if i bias hee more or jake HAHJHKAJHS heeseung's power is just- idk, makes me go 😭😌😵🤢🤩😭🥵😫🤪🥴🥰😎😨😖😝

stay safe !!! i hope omicron doesn't go wild like delta tho. i just wanna do some hands-on lab work bc at this point, there's no point studying at home. it makes me feel like if i graduate with this system, i won't even deserve to have a job jsdkjs all i did was read materials and i may understand them but it's still different when u finally get to do them ;-;

AND i saw ur gif!!!! you did great for a started tbh (also hshhds idk if it's just me but once you start making gifs/visual content, it's gonna be addicting lol. i was on writeblr too and when i started giffing i just....i never stopped. i dropped writeblr lmao.) my first gif was a freaking mess compared to your first gif. you have the talent!!! just a little practice but you'll continuously develop anw. i'm still figuring out coloring stuff. it's great to find tutorials too here on tumblr about giffing. they're really a big help!!!

[bobogimpy]

ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝ RAAAAAAH MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE !!! I'm so happy and grateful for all the gifts I got today (I'll probably do a haul later on this week)! I won't be able to post tommorow b/c I'll be at a sleepover. Have a blessed day, and may everything go your way !! ♡♡

[seyoumi]

ʚɞ  ʚɞ  ʚɞ | bringing home for the holidays // @rising-dawn​

she twirled the little bits of hair that hung at her ears, watching as they stayed in a nice coil. her eyes peered over the little make up she’d done. if she hadn’t really tried on her outfit at the very least she could make herself look pretty. it made her stomach flutter that she was even doing this, or even spent the amount of hours she had on the and crafted gifts. yumi had spent a full ten minutes simply slicking back the high pony at the top of her head, only to spend another twenty on meticulously flipping the ends of it up to give her that preppy, retro style she’d come to enjoy with silver’s curling iron.

all of this for a boy, she wish she could kick herself, even as she went to tie the suddenly ‘too frumpy’ tshirt up to expose her stomach. and it was bold of her to assume dawn would even care, it was just secret santa. he’d probably gotten someone just as well, and why had his opinion on her appearance matter all of a sudden. lastly she hung a few of her ‘lucky’ necklaces her dad had sent her over her head, turning in the mirror to admire herself before finally exiting the poorly lit, hotel bathroom. she wandered over to the bed and gathered the basket she’d placed both the bowl and candle holder. she’d cleansed and charged a beautiful lilac candle for him to burn in it, layering it with intentions and vibrations of protection, convincing herself there was no use for the candle holder if she hadn’t given him a candle to go in it. 

breathing had begun to be a bit hard as she headed up to phoenix’s floor, holding tightly to the basket as her converse thudded over he tacky carpeting. knocking gently on the door yumi buzzed with excitement, hoping dawn liked the gifts even if they weren’t flashy or expensive. “um, merry christmas suprise~?” she said sweetly holding the basket out to him as he opened the door.

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