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Franz Kafka, from a letter to Milena Jesenka featured in "Letters to Milena,

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Safiya Sinclair, from a poem titled "Gospel of the Misunderstood," featured in A Century of Poetry in the New Yorker

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Sleep doesn’t come to me naturally these days. I often play “rain sound for sleep and meditation -3 hours” to fall asleep. It’s something I’ve adapted to and honestly I am proud I figured a way to sleep other than crying myself till I physically can’t stay awake. This feels much better. I also went back to the boys. They often welcome me in my rock bottom and build a protective shield around me which keeps me sound. Let’s not forget the 13 clowns who also joined the gang. They keep me entertained and don’t let me spiral. Couldn’t ask for more.

Other than this, I also think about you. Where you might be at this moment and what keeps you busy. I wonder if you ever think about me the same way I do. The days when things get hard, I wish I already have you beside me. Not in the future, as a partner and husband. But now. Right now. So that I could lean on your shoulder and tell you about my day. You let me sit on your lap and we talk about the silly little reel my friends shared. A little laugh. A forehead kiss. You then tell me to call my parents as I missed one of their calls while you heat our dinner. I talk to my parents and they’ve been the healthiest and happiest around you. We eat our dinner together and I wash our dirty plates. You get our bed ready and bid my mom a goodnight. She smiles warmly before hanging up. I jump into our bed and you greet me with tickles. Laughter fills in our bedroom and we turn off the lights with a night lamp on. Its orange/ yellow light reflects slightly on your face when you turn your head towards me. You smile at me. The prettiest smile. And then you pull me close. Close to your chest. Where we sync our breaths. I close my eyes and remember that I don’t have to listen to the rain sound on youtube anymore cause that calmness is replaced by your heartbeats. You make me feel safe. Heard. Seen. And mostly importantly, loved. You are everything what I didn’t settle for and kept fighting for more. You are that more. You satisfy me. Love you. Hope we meet soon. I can’t wait to squish you.

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1. Eyes

A heavily crowded day at the mandir. What can I expect? It's been few days since Ganesh Chaturthi. Everyone misses 'bappa'. I do too. That's why I'm here. In this crowd. Waiting for the blessings after aarti. I might also be here to catch a glimpse of a familiar face. A face that rushes my blood to my brain. Eyes that makes me lost in those deep hazel brown color. That face. No, I don't dream about it or hope for an eye contact. It would be too much, right?

As the line moves forward for the prasad, My legs start to strain. The only part I don't enjoy here. But sometimes I get lucky; because that familiar face blesses me with it's encounter.

My didi stands ahead of me while I'm looking at the end of the line, not realizing I'm next. I have flowers in my hands that will be offered to god. Struggling with those flowers and my dress, I move forward in line. And guess what?

A huge figure stands in front of me. He smells like sandalwood and jasmines. My favorite. Failing to hold the flowers together, few of them fell on my feet.

With a frown, I look up. And there he is. The face. The familiar one. His eyes looked like the darkest shade of autumn. His fair skin tone suited those eyes. An emerald shirt falling off his shoulders. Underneath they hid his lean muscles. God. Our eyes meet and I could feel my cheeks burning. Trying to hide my flushed cheeks, I stretch my hands for the prasad.

He placed the prasad on my hands and I walked away hiding my embarrassment.

While I step out of the mandir, I thank god for the 'prasad'.

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on the most silent and calm days, I have this unsettling feeling in my chest. Not sure of what it is, but it's been here for a while. The more I try to suppress it, the more wild it gets. The moment I slowly carry it in my hand and caress, it gets calm.

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Megumi's Star

megumi x reader, 18+ rated, Itadori Yuji, Love at first sight

Part 1

Nothing would justify the amount of rage you felt that day. It was your 2nd year anniversary with your now ex-boyfriend. He dumped you two hours ago. And the saddest part is, he dumped you on text. What was the worst you could do? Jump off a railing? Drink rat poison? Stab the ex to death? But fortunately you did none. You choose to hit up at the club your best friend works.

Yuji has been working there for 4 months now. At first, you really didn't like the idea of him studying and working part time but he had bills to pay. As a best friend, all you could do is support him. You pull out your phone from your coat,

Yuji 🐒: yo, you good? Do you want me to pick you up?

Y/n: Nah, I'm good. I'm actually on my way to your club, is that fine?

Yuji 🐒: You don't sound good but okay sure. I'll be here anyway. Take care bestie <3

Y/n: <33

In no time, you arrive at the club. As you enter, your eyes start searching for the pink haired boy. Luckily, you found him behind the bar. You take a seat in front of him. As soon as he looks at you, you notice the expressions and his eyes. He is concerned. Yuji and You have been friends for over a decade now. With your moms being best friends it was obvious y'all spent a lot of your childhood together. He has seen you closely through different phases of your life until now.

"Are yo-"

"I'm fine Yuji. I really am. I hope we can avoid this topic for now and I can peacefully get drunk with no thoughts"

Yuji puts on a warm smile,

"Sure M'lady. I'm gonna get you my special drink. Hold on"

He says and runs off the table to the kitchen. You smile at hin and move your attention towards the dance floor. Sweat and alcohol, yuck. Not today. You look further and find a few empty couches. There's one guy sitting quietly. He's still almost like a statue but keeps scrolling through his phone. You can hardly make out how he looks but the light through his phone reflects on his face. Even from afar, you can tell he's cute. Yuji grabs your attention walking behind you and hands you a drink. You are anticipated by the funky color but trust your bartender friend and taste the drink. Yuji looks at you waiting for an answer.

"It tastes bitter at first and then sweet and then sour. I love it"

His smile widened and he ruffled your hair.

"Enjoy your drink. Don't do anything stupid. I'll be here nearby. If you need anything call me, okay?"

"Yes mom, now go."

He leaves hastily as you watch him and sense a big figure behind you. It's the same guy with messy hair from the couch. And up close, he's even prettier. Fuck.

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Pt. 1 of Gojo Fanfic out ✨

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Stay by my side.

pt. 1

( Gojo Satoru Fanfic, fluff, Bestfriend to lovers)

Gojo Satoru. Your bestfriend since the 2nd grade. Also your crush. From the 6th grade. You both have been close to each other, sharing everything. But little did he know, that he was your first crush. Your first love. It's like the secret you've always been hiding from him, by the fear of losing your childhood bestfriend.

It's your 21st birthday soon. Satoru has been busy with his music career. You're caught up with your degree and a part time job.

Even though life has been hectic, you both find ways to be involved and be updated with each other. Just like a true bestfriend.

Or maybe something more than that? You never knew if Gojo ever saw you that way until your birthday arrives.

On your birthday.

" Okay I'll see you in a bit! Make sure you reach on time. Don't be late or else-"

" Yeah okay. But remember my condition. Dress pretty. It's gonna be a fancy dinner"

"Gojo, I honestly don't know if I deserve this. But because you've been insisting for a month now, I'm okay with it. And yes I'll dress pretty."

"Good. You don't have to worry about anything Y/n. I'm here.

Can't wait to see you, beautiful"

You wear a pretty black backless gown. You wanted to show off your new back tattoo. This was the best choice.

As soon as you arrive at the hotel, you're greeted with flowers. Lilacs. He knows they're your favourite.

You smile widely walking through the main entrance and there you see him. A tall guy in a suit. "SUIT? HE'S WEARING A SUIT???" you say to yourself.

Damn. He looks so hot. The suit flaunts his broad shoulders and chest. His hair is all slicked back. He looks amazing.

You shoo away the nasty thoughts that keep lingering in your head this time.

He's going to be the death of you. And you love it.

As you watch him in awe, he walks upto you. You're startled by how close he's standing to you now. And now you realise a small hint of cologne. You have a thing for those. You shake your head and focus on him.

"Hi. Mr. Gojo Satoru"

"Greetings, Your highness"

Fuck. Why is he so hot.

He reaches out for your hand and gently lands a kiss on it. Sweet.

"May I?" he gestures you to link arms.

You do so.

You both walk up to a table which says "Reserved for Mr. Satoru" and he pulls out the chair for you. You both instantly get comfortable and start updating each other about your life.

After a few laughs and sips of wine, you notice how frequently you both are locking eyes. It felt magical. This felt magical.

You allow yourself to open up only one person and you're glad it's him.

"Now, it's time for your birthday present"

he pulls out a box and as he opens it, a beautiful pendant comes to your attention.

He brought you a necklace.

You're about to tear up.

He says, "I know you're probably feeling this is a bit too much for a birthday present, but I have a reason, Y/n."

Confused by his words, you think of every possibility of why he'd gift you a necklace.

You look at him and he seems confident.

"I- I am not sure, Gojo"

"I knew you'd say that. You would think of everything but the fact that how we feel for each other"

"What do you mean-"

"Y/n. I'm in love with you."

Your heart skips a beat. Maybe multiple beats. And just to make it more, he added,

"And I know how you feel about me. I'm here to accept our fate and hear it from you"

"But Gojo. I-"

"I love you, Y/N"

Fuck. This is happening for real. You take a minute to process everything that just happened. Your eyes meet him and all you see is longing. For love. Your love. He wants you. Those sparkling blue eyes, they speak the truth.

"I love you, Gojo"

As these words leave your mouth, you see him smile wide. He's almost blushing. You have no idea what's going on but you've decided to accept your fate. Yes you love him. He loves you. That's it. There's no turning back.

"I want to kiss you."

You see him moving closer to you. He's close enough for your lips to meet, but he waits. He's looking into your eyes. You nod. He cups your face with his hand and gently kisses your lips. This isn't real. You close your eyes as he deepens the kiss. He holds your face with both the hands. Your mind drifts away and you're smiling against his lips.

So this is what heaven feels like.

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Be a good girl.

(Toji x Reader, soft dom, established relationship)

Toji and you have been in a relationship for a year now. You love him as much as he loves you. Lately, Toji has been busy due to his work and couldn't pay attention at you.

You're worried. You miss his voice. His touch. You miss him.

You've decided to talk about it since you both will be hanging out at his place tonight. You're firm about it and decided not to get emotional. You decided to wear a casual red dress and head out. By now, you arrive at his apartment and ring the bell. You close your eyes and tell yourself "It's okay, we're gonna talk this out" and hear the door open. You see Toji shirtless and grey sweatpants. Yum.

Your eyes meet. His eyes trail your body and he looks into your eyes again.

"I'm glad you're early, I am starving"

Toji whispers in your ear as he leans in to hug you.

I guess he has other plans tonight.

You follow him as you enter the apartment. You are familiar with it since you've been here a few times. But today, you're nervous. You feel butterflies in your stomach and your breath won't calm down.

He asked you to take a seat on the couch, as he heads towards the kitchen.

Meanwhile, you're a mess. already. The interaction at the door has made your mind foggy and all you can think is what did he mean by that. I am starving.

"Fuck" you say with a low voice, as you think about it.

Toji arrives with wine glasses and he hands one to you. He takes a sip of wine as he sits beside you. You start to feel nervous again. Today feels different. Maybe because you're seeing him after a long time. But it is enough to make you scream internally and summersault in your stomach.

You take a sip of wine and look at him, "Hi. I missed you."

As these words leave your mouth, a storm of feelings rush in. You remember what you came here for. He keeps the glass on the table and looks at you. He takes a minute to read the expression on your face and then moves forward to cup your face with his hand.

" I missed you more, baby"

"You have no idea how much I missed you. I kept thinking about you and the things I wanted to do to you. With you."

He rubs his thumb against your cheeks, caressing as if he's apologizing for being busy all this time. You look into his eyes and see how much he cares about you. He really missed you.

He continues,

Your breath hitches as you hear him say that. You smile. Act normal. You already feel yourself clench at his words.

" I'm happy you showed up today. I have special plans for us tonight.

I bet you'll enjoy" He smirks.

"What plans?" You ask knowing very well how dirty your thoughts might get.

" You'll know now " he takes the glass from your hand and keeps it on the table.

He holds your hand and pulls you towards him. You get excited. He leans in for a kiss, but your lips don't touch. Yet. Soon you realise, he's teasing you. He smiles and says

" I like seeing you needy for me. I love it."

Toji pulls you on his lap. You're now above him and he's holding your waist.

" How about you call me daddy princess?"

You're blushing red by his words. You feel yourself getting wet.

"Daddy"

"Daddy" you whisper and he surprises you by biting your lip.

"Loud and clear" he looks desperate now. He wants you to say it desperately.

He kisses your forehead and whispers,

you say much louder this time. You're shy and bury your face in his chest.

" Aw, my sweet lil baby" he says stroking your hair.

"Now, Be a good girl for daddy."

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i have existential crisis everytime I think of next year

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just realised how imp this year is gonna be for me, I need to work on myself.

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putting your girl’s necklace on for her is peak intimacy

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