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Dinar Rasyiqa
Aku ingin memiliki seorang laki- laki seperti Ayah.Yang jika berhadapan denganku, selalu lembut. Membuatku merasa jauh lebih istimewa dari semua mahluk didunia ini.Laki-laki yang tegas sehingga aku tidak berani melawannya.Laki-laki yang lembut jika menyentuh diriku.Laki-laki yang tatapannya hangat hanya karena sedang menatap diriku.Dan aku, menemukannya.Walau semua ini sulit, aku sangat-sangat menginginkan dia di hidupku.Walau dirinya sangat keras kepala, aku suka dirinya. Sangat-sangat menyukainya.
A Siren at the Helm
When Amina is accidentally kidnapped by Captain Esteban's crew, she is found not to be exactly who she says. She is thrown into the deep waters of her past; one that she swore to leave behind. Old foes filled with loathing hatred lie in wait for a moment to strike. And when an unforeseen event occurs beneath the waves the past and future are forced to collide.It does not help that she cannot stop thinking about the Cuban pirate that, for some reason, continually crosses her path.Preview:Esteban noticed that her hair was charcoal black instead of red, and had been tied into a bun. A few strands had escaped and were now hanging loosely in her face. He noticed that her eyes were inhumanely blue instead of brown. He noticed that her dress had been dirtied and torn when his men had kidnapped her. And above all, he noticed that she was not Isabella Oakes."I believe, captain, that you are very much mistaken," she said with a smile that threatened to turn into a full laugh."You're not Isabella.""So you noticed? Your crew didn't seem to."Esteban was dumbstruck. His surprise was evident, he had not seen the girl since his men brought her aboard. How the hell had his crew managed this? "So who are you then?" He asked bashfully."Amina, but you may call me miss O'Brien," she looked up at him with a smirk.
♢ Kiss Me Sweet 《Tokyo Ghoul/Vampire Knight》 ♢
"It's cold." a girl roughly the age of 7 stated as she stared down at her snow-covered hands. 'Pure white snow Miyako.' echoed a ghostly voice, strangely like her own. The girl, Miyako, looked left and right, trying to find the voice only the be met with silence. She casted her gaze back onto her hands. "What is pure white?" she asked again out loud. "What is snow?"'It is...something that is not red' the voice answered. "What is something not red?" she asked again shifting her gaze to look up to the sound of footsteps approaching her."Are you lost, little lady?" asked a tall, menacing figure with black scleras and red pupils gazing down at her. 'That is...' May I have a taste of your blood?" asked the mysterious figure as red wings and scaly tails sprouted from his back. 'They eat the flesh and blood of people and their own kind alike. They are beasts disguised as humans.' "Then what am I?" questioned the same girl 16 years later in a city the humans called Tokyo
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To songs that I and others know. Please enjoy~Some songs have strong languageAnnnddd!!!Requests are open~
TAEKOOK FANFIC RECOMMENDATIONS
Taekook ao3 fanfic recommendation ˃̵͈̑ᴗ˂̵͈̑Can't find any delicious smut filled yet fluffy taekook fanfics???I'm here to save the dayy!!And I want to add the fact that most of the story's summary are quite short and not much specific but those stories are real amazing. So please give it a go even if you don't feel the story's good enough by reading the summary! *all the story credits go to the awesome authors(obviously)