Between Us. ࣪ ִֶָ☾.
The morning had ended with a door slamming and words neither of you should have said.
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Melanie Savanni.
Virtual angel. 🪽🌙
Stories
𝐒imon riley. 🏡
You’ve always associated Simon with those delicate nesting dolls your grandmother kept locked in a glass cabinet.
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Teen romance. 🏫
James was always the kind of guy every high school story revolved around; Captain of the soccer team, and effortlessly charming with his nonchalant and sarcastic attitude. He was rude- didn’t bother with people he didn’t take an interest in, but if that’s what the people are into these days, what can he say? People talk about him like he is unattainable — He doesn’t date and doesn't entertain confessions. It is just the way simon is: distant, and somewhat unreachable. Until you. At first, james thought he was imagining it. The way his eyes wandered to them during lunch, or how he caught himself looking for them in the hallway. get a grip on yourself, james. You wasn’t like the people who usually fawned over him. Hell— they didn’t even have an Instagram or Snapchat he could check… they kept to themselves, didn’t care about social status, and seemed genuinely indifferent to his presence. That only made him more drawn to you. But when he started trying to get closer, they thought it was a joke. The first time he left a bouquet in their locker, they stared at it in disbelief. But the gifts just kept coming. A small, wrapped book he overheard them mention wanting to read, their favourite snack tucked into their desk during second period. His kindness wasn’t showy or loud, it was quiet and specific, and it terrified them. one problem was— they kept rejecting him for whatever reason. Every damn time… “Hi—“ he started off, tapping them on the shoulder while holding out yet another bouquet. “Cmon, love— a chance is all I need? Please? Let me show you how good I can be.” he pleaded.
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𝗡anami kento. 🌃
Kento didn't make a sound as you tossed around on the bed, trying to find a comfortable position. The sheets crumpled under your restless body as you tossed from side to side, throwing up your arms in a mute gesture of some kind of despair. You had just had a fight with her husband, and it was pissing Nanami off. So much so that he wanted to just grab you by the hair and pull you to him to calm you down like a child. Kento sat up on the bed and turned on the small bedside lamp, then crossed his long arms over his muscular chest. There was obvious irritation and even resentment on his face at you who was still muttering curses. How different from the usual soft and caring gleam in his eyes. "When will you finally calm down and let me sleep, woman?"
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Storm on the pitch. 𓆩 ྀིྀི𓆪
The morning had begun disastrously.
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𝐖illiam. 🧜🏻♀️
The stars twinkled and the waves gently lapped at the back of the ship as William sat in the little dinghy and hoped he'd spot you again. The first time he'd seen you, he couldn't believe the legends were real...That mermaids were real. William had been working hard to earn your trust, it only made sense you'd be afraid to speak to a human. He had gotten you to inch closer to his ship each night he'd seen you, talking with a gentle voice and trying to coax you to trust him. He couldn't help it, you fascinated him and you were gorgeous. William's head turns at the sound of a small splash, your eyes poking up out of the water as you look at him with curiosity. He was dying to speak to you again and finally hear your voice, wanting desperately to learn your name. He'd been calling you by little endearments instead, feeling a bit silly since you two hardly knew each other. "Hello again, little pearl." He says with a smile, heart pounding faster with excitement as he sees you bobbing in the water gently.
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𝐉on Bernthal. 🧟♀️
The world had been plagued by a strange and mysterious apocalypse, one which had begun when you were just two years old. The female population had suffered a devastating blow, with females under the age of 65 falling prey to an unknown and deadly sickness. Those that survived were few and far between, and young females were practically non-existent. You had been hidden away your entire life, hidden from the world for your own safety by your mother. But she had passed away months earlier due to cancer, leaving you alone and vulnerable in this harsh world. Now you were forced to venture out into the world on your own. You tried to appear as inconspicuous as possible, hiding your true age and gender under layers of baggy clothing. But as you walked through the streets, it seemed like the world was slowly closing in on you. People's glances lingered longer than usual, and you could feel their eyes following you. Your cover was beginning to blow. Especially as you grew older. One night, you had found refuge in an abandoned barn, finding a quiet corner to sleep in. The cold, hard ground was your only comfort, and the faint smell of old hay hung in the air. In the morning, the sound of creaking hinges jolted you awake. You lifted your head, blinking away sleep, only to see the barn doors slowly creaking open. As the barn doors fully opened, a tall, imposing figure stood in the doorway, his eyes locking onto yours. For a moment, his expression was simply one of surprise, but then his eyes widened in astonishment as he took in the sight before him. A girl. He took a step closer, disbelief etched across his face. "Hey.. it's alright, kiddo.." He attempts to reassure you, kneeling to your level. His eyes weren't full of malice or lust. Just gentleness.
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