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Sayonara Shinjuku
The girl stood on the edge of the skyscraper. Her heart was etched in darkness like the night sky above. She looked down upon the apathetic citizens of Shinjuku as they went about their boring lives.
Salarymen rushing to catch the last train.
Drunken vagrants hassling for change.
Nightwalkers bringing their clients into love hotels.
" What a drag." She muttered.
Up until a week ago, her life was normal.
Up until a week ago, she had no reason to die.
But now?
Her feet were almost off the edge.
Her body balance was supported only by her heels.
" Goodbye Shinjuku. I don't need you anymore and I'm sure you feel the same way about me. Oh. I'm sure you won't be missed either." The girl said while staring at her stomach.
The father discarded them with a callousness she thought impossible. He had fed her so many expert lies about love and commitment. She dutifully kept their relationship secret from students and faculty just like he insisted. "They're jealous of our love. They'll try to tear us apart," he told her.
She thought she was doing right by her lover. He repaid her affection with bruise marks and crumpled dollar bills. The girl wondered if she would make it on the news after this. That would make it impossible for her to be ignored. An ideal ending.
With one final step, her body plummeted.
The lights and sounds of the city all became a blur.
In a moment, she would become red splatter.
She'd be forgotten by the next morning.
No more regrets.
No more bitter sentiments.
All she had left were the memories of one week prior.
Everyone wants to be a Barbie- Short Story
Stacy desired beauty more than anything in life. She grew tired of playing the role of a background set piece in someone else's story. The men at her job paid her no mind and the women often mocked her plain Jane appearance. Life was not kind to people like her; people who were destined to be loveless. Every day she scorned her bloated body, crooked nose, and heavy eye bags. Why couldn't she be like the girls who pranced around on social media? They always danced on screen wearing the latest trends while a legion of fans cheered them on in the comments. A lifestyle like that was a dream as distant as the farthest stars.
Diets didn't work. Neither did makeovers. Stacy remained a prisoner in her ugly skin. There were times when she wanted to end everything and other times when she fervently latched onto the possibility of true beauty. It was on one fateful morning she took the first step toward turning her dreams into reality.
Dr. Faust was his name. He stopped Stacy during a morning jog and presented her with an opportunity she couldn't turn down.
" Excuse me miss, but you're exceptionally beautiful. Far too beautiful to spend your morning all alone. Allow me to be of service." The man handed her a sleek pink business card. His tall figure was clad in an all black suit and bowler hat despite the warm spring weather. According to the card, he ran a small modeling agency located on the outskirts of the city.
" I can help you realize your true potential and show the world how pretty you are."
Stacy was stunned. No one, let alone a handsome older man like Faust, had ever complimented her appearance. Her heartbeat pulsed rapidly and her breath was stifled. Was this how Cinderella felt when the Prince offered her his hand? Stacy happily entered the car and allowed the tall stranger to drive her to his business.
The exterior of the building was a far cry from what Stacy expected it to be. It was a modest abode in plain grey colors and looked borderline decrepit. It looked more like something from a housing project rather than a modeling studio. All the signals in her brain were telling Stacy to run away but she dreaded possibly losing her only chance at stardom. She buckled down her fears as she followed Faust inside.
Inside the building hardly looked any better than outside. Cobwebs were growing in dust covered corners and an odd disinfectant odor invaded Stacy's nostrils. Her pulse quickened with each step she took up the metallic staircase blanketed in rust. By the time it dawned on her that leaving effective immediately would be in her best interest, a large metal door came to loud shut behind her.
" We have arrived, my dear. It's time to let your inner beauty blossom." Dr. Faust flicked on the lights to reveal a scene straight from hell itself. Several mannequins were lined against the walls in uniform fashion. Each one of them had bulbous bodies caked in heavy layers of dirt and dried waste. Some wore office attire while others wore clothing on the more… erotic side. Most striking of all were their hollow expressions. They were almost completely devoid of emotion or color but Stacy could feel a faint ping of pain upon looking deeply into their eyes.
Stacy frantically rushed to the door, grabbing desperately at the knob that refused to turn. Her vain attempt to flee was met with guttural laughter from her captor. " Why so eager to run? I told you I can bring out your true beauty. There is nothing more desirable in my line of work than a woman in complete tranquility. No movement. No emotions. Nothing but abject stillness."
Stacy could only scream in pure agony as the syringe was stabbed into her arm. The vile concoction made her body almost instantly go limp. Her legs could no longer support her weight so she went plummeting to the ground. She couldn't even plead for mercy while Faust towered over her with a manic smile plastered on his face. From his pocket he pulled out a scalpel covered in dry blood.
" It is now time to begin the operation. You shall become the perfect girl within due time."
Join us in a celebration of Black History Month as we highlight the Black authors whose books are in our Young Adult Collection! First up: Elizabeth Acevedo, Tomi Adeyemi, Kwame Alexander, Lisa Allen-Agostini, L. J. Alonge, Carol Anderson, Lily Anderson, K. Ancrum, and Dead Atta
Join us in a celebration of Black History Month as we highlight the Black authors whose books are in our Young Adult Collection! Part 2: Rena Barron, Kalynn Bayron, Black Enough Anthology, Tonya Bolden, Tanya Boteju, Roseanne A. Brown, Kacen Callender, Dhonielle Clayton, Brandy Colbert, Charlotte Nicole Davis, Dana L. Davis, Tanita S. Davis, Tracy Deonn, Alechia Dow, Sharon M. Draper, & Kimberly Drew
2 am a late night with you
Suguru Geto x Black Fem Reader
Summary: You broke up with Geto nine months ago and he shows up drunk at your place just to see you.
No Warning tags. Just the mention of blood and fighting.
Word Count: 935
"Geto." You said surprised when you opened your apartment door to find your ex slumped up against the wall to prevent himself from falling. Geto's face is red. He has a busted bottom lip and a black eye. Hearing you say his name reminds him of why he's here at your apartment at 2 am.
"Can I come in?" He asked. His words slurred and his voice raspy as he stumbled forward.
You look down at your pink bunny slippers thinking. It's been nine months since the breakup. You removed any traces of Geto from your life. Breaking up with him was the hardest thing you ever had to do. But he was a thug, a low life with nothing going for him but his gang and beating the shit out of rival gangs.
Your parents disliked him. They thought you could have done so much better. So when they set you up with a man named Gojo who was rich and graduated from an Ivy League university, they thought he was just right for you. You never wanted to rebel against your parents so you broke up with Geto and started to get to know Gojo and eventually started to date him but to you, you found him boring. He wasn’t as exciting and adventurous as your Geto.
“Yeah, sure.” You let him into your apartment. You smell the cheap whiskey and the cigarette smoke coming from him.
Geto looks at you as he passes by. He saw you had your natural hair braided back. His memories seep back to the nights you and him stayed up late doing your hair. You taught Geto how to do cornrows. He caught on quickly. That moment was special for Geto because he learned to do other things with his hands besides beating the hell out of someone. His hands also learned to love you. The roughness of his palms and fingers missed your body. You never liked your body but Geto showed you every reason he admired it. Kissing you in the places he loves the most. So when he walks past you, you don’t miss the way his hand presses to your waist before slowly falling away.
“I’ll get the first aid kit.” You said as you walked down the hall to your bedroom to grab the kit. When you return, Geto makes himself comfortable on the living room sofa. You kneel between his legs with the kit in hand and open it. You always fixed him up after a fight. You loved hearing the gruesome details of the bloody fights and how he barely made it out alive.
“You don’t have to do this Y/n,” Geto said, staring down at you.
“You’re hurt. Let me fix you up.”
Geto smiled at you. He loved that you cared. Loved that you never looked down on him because he was some thug. You were the first person who made him feel human, so human that he himself felt human again too. He flinched when the cotton swap touched his bottom lip.
"I...I...Uh, I miss you.” Geto says quietly. “Does he um…treat you right?”
Of course, you didn’t know how to reply to that. You were with Gojo now and saying that you miss Geto would be shattering that mirrored reality you created with Gojo.
“He does.” You said as you examined his split lip closer. He liked the fact that you always smelled of shea butter and cinnamon.
“That’s good,” Geto said. He wanted to know this Gojo guy. Shake his hand to see if they were soft or rough like his. You could tell a lot from a person's hands and that's all Geto needed.
“You found anyone yet?” You meet eyes with Geto. A dumb question to ask because you knew Geto would never move on so easily, not from you. Every bit of you was too deeply intertwined with him.
“Not yet.” He smiled. But it’s broken. “No one can compare to you, Y/n.”
“Let me get an ice pack for your eye.” Before you can leave Geto grabs hold of your wrist staring up at you.
“I can change,” Geto said. “For you, I’ll change.”
As you sit on Geto's lap, you crease his check. He felt your warmth and for the first time in months, he felt safe again. He always loved that feeling when he was with you. Geto compared that feeling to a million things but the two he liked most were heaven and lilacs.
You say, "Always be the Geto I fell in love with."
It was all those fleeting memories of you and him that you held on to most tightly. Kept close to your heart on nights you shared a bed with Gojo. Everything about Geto was who you were. You taught him the things you liked and he taught you the things he liked, too.
You could do a flawless roundhouse kick because of Geto. He taught you how to defend yourself if he wasn't around. Because there were horrible people who wanted to hurt the only person he loved to torture him. They would want to see the mighty Suguru Geto fall to his knees.
“Every imperfection of you is what I love most, Geto. The times I had with you, I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world. Even though I'm with him. My heart is always yours."
It's selfish to declare your heart belongs to your former lover, leaving Gojo with nothing.
Geto kisses the palm of your hand. “And my heart will always be yours.”
A/N: this was my first time writing an anime ff, and it was really fun. If you ever want to request anything, you can. I don't write smut tho sorry. As long as it's an angst romance, I got you!
Taking request at the moment.
Kpop x fem! Black reader | Anime x fem! Black reader. Or if you want something else that features fem! Black reader please let me know. For example actor x black reader , GxG, K-hip hop. etc.
Please let me know what show/or group your person is from that way I have the right person/character.
Soft ff or angst romance ff whatever you want.
BUT....I don't write smut. sorry. 😭
Project Romance
Hanbin x black girl OC
Summary: In which a boy finds himself falling in love. Or where Hanbin is part of the film and photography department and he is given the assignment to document a girl named Krystal Taylor.
SMALL PREVIEW
Krystal looked into the camera. I zoomed in on her face before zooming out. "Don't you find me boring?" she asked.
"Not at all. I walk around her with the camera capturing every bit of her. "You're the most interesting person I've ever met."
She threw her head back laughing. The sun poured into her mouth and poured over her skin making her glow. I lowered my camera to watch her with my eyes. Something about the way she laughed made my heart spark and jump. And I think then, at that very moment I had fallen in love with Krystal Taylor.
A/N: I'm not going to write this story anymore but anyone is free to have it. If you do write it please tag me I would love to read it. 😭 You can also turn this into a Hanbin x fem! Black reader. Or any idol of your choice with y/n. 🙂
San and You are the main characters in the K-Drama Nevertheless.
San x fem! black reader nevertheless mood board
“Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.” ~NEVERTHELESS.
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A/N: If you would like to see more of these featuring other ateez members and you in different K-dramas let me know. :)
this is how you fall in love | Mingi ff
Mingi x fem! tomboy blk reader
INTRO CHAPTER HERE
Summary: Mingi wanted to dance in the September rain with you and eat your favorite ice cream on hot summer days. He wanted to know the things you don't tell your close friends and he wanted to know your favorite song and your favorite day of the week. He wanted to know all the things that made you, you.
Line Inspiration: From Strangers to friends, friends into lovers.
More details: you are a tomboy who doesn't have luck with dating boys because they saw you as one of the boys. You are too boyish for them to find cute. And when you tried to be girly it seemed forced. You have a crush on this guy named Yunho who couldn't bother to call you by the correct name. And then there was the boy you didn't like, Mingi and the feeling was mutual.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: this is a slice of life romance, teenagers daily life's. Angst and fluff, and rocky relationship with parent.
A/N: If you would like to be added to the taglist let me know. 🙂
this is how you fall in love | Intro
Mingi x fem! tomboy blk reader.
no warning tags.
More about Mingi's ff.
Go here for CHAPER ONE
The sun was shining brightly, but raindrops were falling from the sky. You're in Mingi's bed. He felt nice with his warm skin against yours. Your fingertips softly drag down his bare back. Mingi snored loudly and oddly you find it to be soothing.
There was no romantic involvement between you and Mingi. But with how your bodies are in close proximity, with his arm and leg draped over you; It was evident that there was a connection between you both, despite ignoring the truth.
Mingi’s presence in your life was like a warm summer’s day and he was like cold rain. The boy you hated now became the boy you wanted. And for Mingi, it was the same.
The hate could have been something else that you were too afraid to explore any deeper.
And for Mingi, it wasn’t even hate anymore. He wasn’t sure if it was hate, to begin with.
It was love.
And being a teenager in love wasn’t like how it’s depicted in some movies. It’s messy and confusing; when you’re torn between your heart and what you’re feeling.
Mingi vents to his best friends about how stupid love is. But you were the definition of that stupid love. When he was alone, all his thoughts were about you and every sappy love song, he heard was about you too.
You breathe in his scent. He smelt of sweat and the outdoors. Mingi had played soccer earlier in the day and didn’t have time to shower when you showed up at his house crying because you and your dad had gotten into an argument. Comforting you was more important than a shower for Mingi. Besides, he thought he would take one after you calmed down, but you two ended up in his bed.
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A/N: So I started off with an intro chapter because the first chapter I wrote was ass and I deleted it. Regrets thoooo. 🙂
I don't have a set schedule of when I'll update. But I'm hoping I can every Sunday. 🤔
BTW I do take requests if you all ever want to request anything anime or Kpop or just whatever with blk reader. (No smut, sorry)
Taking Ateez x fem! blk reader request.
I don't write smut sorry.
Dreaming Of You In Violets | OCs Samantha & Bo
a/n: Samantha and Bo are two characters I made for their original story called Burnt Sugar which is completely different from their new story Dreaming Of You In Violets. I love my babies so much and want to share them here. It's just little snippets of their lives I'll be sharing. In Dreaming Of You In Violets, their book I'm slowly writing. Samantha and Bo go from Strangers to Friends To Lovers. If you want, you can ask me stuff about my OCs. 🥺
Snippet 1: the world moves a little slower when i'm with her.
Samantha
When I'm with Bo, the world moves a little slower when I'm with her. Time slows too. We sit on the back of her trunk in a half-empty Walmart parking lot sharing a cigarette, her fingers brushing mine when she passes it to me. While I smoke a couple of puffs, I stare at her fingers; they are slender, and her nails are short from all the bitting she does, she tries to keep them pretty with dark red nail polish, but she only picks away at the polish. She wore a golden wedding band that belonged to her mother and the initials of her father were tattooed on the side of her index finger. Her parents left her, but she still held little pieces of them close to her.
She rubbed her fingers against her blue denim jeans, and I wondered how her fingers would feel rubbing against me. The pad of her thumb gently pushing against my bottom lip or the soft dragging of her fingertips against my skin, stopping every so often to trace her name in the spots she wants to kiss later. I want to kiss all ten of her fingers. I want to make her face grow warmer.
The Sun Only Burns For Us | Ambw New Adult novel on Wattpad by me Unique_High
Tall girl x Short Boy. Sports theme (sort of) Strangers to friends to lovers.
I haven't wrote the first official chapter yet but it's coming!!
As his gaze met mine, time seemed to stretch. The bustling world around us quieted, as if hushed in reverence. A soft breeze rustled through the leaves, carrying the scent of blooming flowers. The sparkle in Sam's eyes spoke volumes, even before his lips curved into a smile. In that moment, all my previous disdain for him melted away, replaced by a newfound affection that filled my heart.
I questioned whether this feeling was love.
Inspired by the K-Drama Weightlifting fairy, Kim Bok-Joo.
Does anyone have jongseob p1harmony x black reader fanfics? Fluff or angst or anything angst? If not can someone please write a college themed fic with seob and black reader. Where seob is a film major and black reader is an English major and they bond over books and movies. Like black reader prefers reading books instead of watching the movies to them and seob prefers watching the movies instead of reading the books to the movies. And I think seob and black reader have a playful argument where they go back and forth to which is better. And like they have like this “date night” and Seob wants to watch a movie to a book black reader had read and she's like rolling her eyes the entire movie saying how stuff in the movie doesn't match the book at all. And seob playfully wacks her in the face with a plush mellow telling her to just enjoy the movie and black reader tells him, he has to read the book since he's making her watch that God awful film against her will. 😂
I think a bonus is where seob makes a short film for black reader asking her to be his girlfriend. 😭
Please someone write this. 🥹
I'm trying to grow my author's account. I mainly focus on my fictional story over there. If you're interested in following my journey of writing a black sapphic please give my other account a follow. 🥺
Currently thinking about about a scene in my wip where Bo invites Samantha to her friendsgiving and like Bo's friends are gushing over Samantha saying “Oh wow she never told us how cute you were and so tiny.” and “She won't ever shut up about you. Like she's madly, I mean madly in love with you.” And Bo is like embarrassed because her friends are exposing her and she's threarting to kick their asses if they don't shut up lol.
It's a black sapphic fic with Nana vibes that takes place in fictional small pacific northwest town set in the early 2000s.
I do write original fiction stories in my free time :) Samantha and Bo are my babies and I can't wait to give them a more fresher fuller story than their original one.
Dreaming Of You In Violets
Lmao, omg so I wrote this during the summer last year when I first started watching YOU. And these are my characters BO and SAMANTHA having a convo. Idk where I was really going with this. I have this story posted on my Wattpad but it needs editing real bad for Grammer. 😔 Don't really care about telling a perfect story. I just want to tell the story that's brewing within me and share a little piece of it with anyone who is willing to read.
I start too many new stories, lol.
Side Project: project romance
So this is my side project I'll be working on during the summer just here and there. I wanted to experiment with my writing and try out other things.
I'm a discovery writer. So I know I'm going to really find some gems in this while writing it.
You can read it on Tapas my author name there is Unique_High (btw the first official chapter will be out sometime next week)
Switching to posting more about my original fictional work seems a lot harder. 😭
I'm never sure what to post on my writing account since I'm new to the writing community and I'm not sure how to grow my account or get my post to reach the right people I guess. I do write fanfic on another account that's kind of thriving but switching to writing original stuff/posting about it seems a little harder on the writing community side. So if anyway one has in tips on how I can grow my account please for the love of God tell me how. 🥺 Cause I would love to make mutuals and stuff and venture more and more into the writing community.
I just wanna find my passion for writing fanfics again.
