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It's important to be mindful of your thoughts and try to practice positive thinking. This doesn't mean ignoring or denying negative emotions or challenges, but rather reframing negative thoughts in a more realistic and balanced way.

By Dan mumford

My Dearest

Pairing: Duke!Bucky Barnes x Lady!Reader (Regency Era AU — Bridgerton Inspired ) 

Summary: On the night of Lady Maximoff’s ball you find yourself in the gardens, troubled by your emotions. As if by fate, the rain pours down reuniting you with the one who is the very object of your troubles.

Word Count: 3k

Warning(s): heartbreak / angst / longing / implications of cheating / rejection / creative liberties for this era (yes I did do research, but bear with me if there are any inaccuracies in this piece of fiction 🤍) / PDA -> stays at a TV-14 level / a surprise cameo / female reader

a/n: This little piece has been in the works since I got into the Bridgerton series. Binge-watching the spinoff Queen Charlotte this weekend gave me the motivation to finish this piece. Thank you for reading! 🤍 Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!! ❤️

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Your fingertips poked at the surface of the water in the fountain. Unstemmed red carnations danced along the water to the rhythm of the ripples. The faint music of the ballroom was ever so slightly drowned out by the stream pouring from the fountain at the center of the garden. You were sitting on the edge of it, hoping to ease your nerves with some fresh air. You wished you had brought a coin with you to throw in the fountain and wish your worries away. 

Wishes, however, were for children and the fairytales they believed in. You were no longer a child nor were you in a fairytale—much to your dismay. Your father made sure you knew of this, reminding you of your duties at every possibility. As the only child of the one and only Earl L/n, you were expected to marry into a higher status. Your mother, on the other hand, wished for you to marry for love and nothing more. 

You thought you had found both—you almost had both. 

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When you convince yourself that you are a specific “type” of person, you often only limit yourself. “I’m just a sadder person” “i’m just a fucked up person” “i’m a person whom people just don’t understand” Okay? What about all the time you have to transcend that? Authenticity requires allowing yourself to expirence all the states you are capable of. You’re allowed to be different every day. Don’t let arbitrary categories become essential to your identity and restrict you in your becoming. You as a human have received the gift of fleetingness and adaptability: you are not a fixed, one dimensional entity. Treat yourself like the complex and versatile person that you are.

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❝ go ahead and ask your questions, but i want you to ride my thigh while you do. ❞

PAIRING ▸ johnny suh x fem!reader 

GENRES ▸ smut, fluff, crack, college au, sports au, journalist au, fuckbuddies to lovers

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual tension, lots of teasing and flirty banter, smut (this is so self indulgent), dirty talk, oral sex (fem. receiving), squirting, orgasm denial, praise, kinda degradation, thigh riding, fingering, sex in front of a mirror, steamy scene in a shower, johnny is actually very soft, alcohol consumption, mentions of drugs, ft. annoying best friends chenle, jisung, and mark

SUMMARY ▸ when you get the biggest scoop on one of the sports teams, you’re determined to get in on the front page of the school newspaper. unfortunately, your only lead is the basketball team’s captain, johnny suh, and not only is he a tough nut to crack, but he’s also a little too good at distracting you.

PLAYLIST ▸ good intentions by rini • thinkin bout you by katie

WORD COUNT ▸ 12737 words

TAG LIST ▸ @leeknowsredeyeliner @geniejunn @huangberryyy @greasywall @sehunniepot @yasmini24 @gomjohnny @vantxx95 @jenoxygen @wasssuhjohnny @sadgirlroo @commentgirl @dreamycomets @sokkigarden @nohuyck @epiphany-beom @nachotequilaqueso @chitaphrrrr (+ dunk shot! tag list at the end)

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ thank you so much for supporting this series !! this one took a while but it was so fun to write. part of the dunk shot! series but it can be read separately ♡ hope you enjoy !!

ACCORDING TO SOCRATES, YOU WERE POISON TO A STUDENT ATHLETE.

The so-called Socrates in question, named Zhong Chenle, had once told you that if he wasn’t your best friend, he would hate your guts. In the sports world, jocks and journalists didn’t seem to get along very well. Flattered, you responded to your dear friend with your middle finger.

Chenle considered himself real smart, even going as far as to compare himself to one of the greatest philosophers (hence, the nickname Socrates you deemed upon him). Yet, with this vast amount of supposed intelligence, your best friend still couldn’t seem to figure out why you were hovering around Johnny Suh like a fruit fly.

“He knows about the steroid scandal,” you explained calmly. “I just want to find out what he’s hiding.”

Zhong Chenle’s brain decided to translate this into: “I am madly in love with Johnny Suh,” so now, your stupid best friend was convinced that you had the biggest crush on the basketball team’s captain.

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y'all i am sharing my The Summer I Turned Pretty spotify playlists i created over the years please be kind

FIVE PLUS ONE | JAEHYUN

SYNOPSIS. Five times world-renowned chef Jeong Jaehyun tried to end your journey to be a chef  because you weren’t ‘qualified enough to be a chef’ and that one time you proved him wrong. 

—or: your villain story quite literally 

PAIRING. jaehyun x fem!reader

GENRE. fluff | angst | enemies to lovers!au | chef!jaehyun | aspiring chef!reader

WORD COUNT. 28.8k+ words (is this my new record? omg)

author’s note. i posted a long time ago about how i must write a chef!jae fic and now, here she is. i’m so sorry for such a long wait (and all those postponements oop) but i’m glad that she’s finally done and posted for you to enjoy reading! i hope you enjoy this fic as much as i enjoyed writing it :-) also pls reading the author’s note at the end for all my thoughts about writing this fic! happy reading~

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「 ✦ Slytherin boys reactions when they see their girlfriend in another house uniform ✦ 」

Theodore Nott

Theodore freezes, his book forgotten in his lap. A frown creases his brow, but it's laced with worry, not anger.

"Love," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. "Is everything alright? Did someone force you into that?"

He sets his book down and approaches you slowly, his eyes searching yours for any sign of distress. His possessiveness manifests as a need to protect you, to understand why you'd wear another house's colors.

2-Mattheo riddle

Matteo's eyes narrow the moment you enter the common room. A dark scowl creases his handsome face as he takes in the (not-green) uniform. His possessiveness flares.

He stalks closer, ignoring the curious stares from other Slytherins , his hand reaching out to grip your arm. "Tell me this is some elaborate prank. A way to test my devotion perhaps?" A twisted smile plays on his lips, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"What. Is. This? Those colors are an insult to your beauty. Only Slytherin green complements you, darling,Change back, darling, before I rip it off you myself .."

Lorenzo Berkshire

Lorenzo's jaw clenches as he sees you. Possessiveness explodes in his eyes.

"What are you doing in those colors?" he he asks, his voice low and husky .

"Get those damn robes off you darling " he demands, his voice rough with desire and possessiveness. "Slytherin green is the only color allowed on this gorgeous body of yours, and I intend to remind you of that fact very thoroughly."

* ˚ ✦ CAPTURED MEMORIES | TRENT ALEXANDER-ARNOLD

hana’s notes : just watched inside liverpool of the kit launch and trent coming out of the photo booth got me thinking 🥹…… im just so obsessed with writing lovesick!trent & lovesick!reader so this is what you get <3

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The chilly wind was biting your cheeks making you cuddle up more into your boyfriend’s arm. You were already wearing a coat but Trent’s warmth was more comfortable.

He looked at you with a smile, eyes all soft as they glanced over your figure. “Ya cold, baby?”

You sniffled, nudging your nose into his arm more, “Jus’ a little.”

Trent can tell that wasn’t entirely the case, but before he could tease you more about it, your eyes lit up by something in front you.

“Trent, look! There’s a photo booth!”

There was just a couple that got out of the photo booth and you were already buzzing with excitement. “Can we go?” you asked, a pout forming on your lips, hoping that it could sway your boyfriend.

Trent was already agreeing with you, you didn’t even have to put on that cute face of yours. Anything you want Trent would get it for you.

He chuckled, leaving a peck on your forehead, “ ‘f course, baby.” he hand grazed your cheek. Your cheeks were freezing.

You squealed and quickly dragged him to the photo booth. Luckily it wasn’t already occupied, so you both took your seat, shrugging off your thick coat.

“Alright, so we need to plan the poses!”

Trent was listening intently to every single thing you were saying. Although he did got distracted at times by how pretty you were, and the way your smile is just so captivating, it took him in a daze.

“Got it?”

A fond smile formed on his face, it instituted his cute dimples which made you smile wider.

“Yeah, I got it.”

After taking three photo shots, you were on your last one. He knew you where most excited about it. Your idea pose was him kissing you on the cheek while holding your jaw as you grin the biggest grin of your life. You said that it would look pretty. It was actually based on a photo that Robbo took of you two at an after party when Liverpool have won the UCL. It was one of the first picture of you both as a couple so you were trying to recreate that memory.

“Last one!”

The machine was already counting down so you got into your pose, already smiling the widest smile you could until your cheeks were starting to hurt.

10 . . .

9 . . .

Trent couldn’t keep his eyes off of you, even after the previous pictures where the camera click had went off. His eyes were stuck on you, taking in your features.

8 . . .

7 . . .

He softly moved his hand up your neck and to your jaw. The veins of his hands sending little bumps across your skin making your stomach flutter.

6 . . .

As it hit 5, Trent whispered, “Can I kiss you?”

4 . . .

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, “Course you can, handsome.” patting his thigh using your hand that was already resting there.

Before you know it, Trent was turning your head to face his, his warm hand now navigated around the back of your neck. His pillowy lips landed on yours, as his other hand wrapped itself around your back, dipping you down a little. Like those romantic movies that you guys always watch. You squeaked out a surprised gasp but immediately calmed down, winding your arms around his shoulders, as you brought him down with you.

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You were so lost in each other that you didn’t even notice when the flash had gone off. Your face was hot, your mind was all fuzzy and your heart felt so so full.

Breaking from the kiss with your breaths mingling. Your eyesight was a little blurry so you tried to focus is in by blinking.

“Do you think that’ld look good?” Trent whispered, as he catch his breath. He squeezed your waist, trying to bring your attention to him.

You dumbly nodded your head, “Yeah.”

Trent airily laughed, the kind that brought butterflies to your stomach and its making you feel a little bit dizzy. He pecked your nose, once, twice, your forehead, your cheeks (which was not freezing anymore) and lastly your lips again. He felt like they belonged there, fitting perfectly with yours.

A sudden banging noise can be heard from outside the booth, “Hurry up, then!” you didn’t even realise you have been in there for quite a while.

“Sorry!” you yelled out, quickly grabbing your things and exiting, Trent’s hand bringing you outside. with giggles pouring out of your guys’ lips.

The other pair went inside the booth, shaking their heads and mumbling something under their breath. But you didn’t pay attention, you were all too enamoured by your boyfriend and his previous bold action.

Now, it was your turn to stare at him, taking in his features.

As you both wait for the picture to develop, your arms went around Trent’s waist, his moved to your hips. You were no longer cold, warmth filling your heart along with the tips of your lips as the traces of your boyfriend lingered.

Captured memories to keep forever.

reblog for a kiss <3

consider: teenagers aren’t apathetic about everything they’re just used to you shitting all over whatever they show excitement about