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The song is called criminal right =)))

Favorite is hoodie. 2024 anyone?

i still think the image moves 😭😭

Get a life losers❤

Connecticut of all fine olive oil

I started to smile stupidly when i heard the first song... :)

Whats happening over there 🤔🤨🤨🤨🤨

I mmade a POV and forgot I made a POV so I made another POV, much darker might I add and now there's 2 POV's. Dang, I'm giving up my creative content just like that

I see geto suguru,i click

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I'm a simple woman. I see Geto, I clicked. ☺️

Can we talk about how smooth all the transitions between songs are?

Having listened to most of these as nightcore it was a bit weird them being "so slow" but from beginning to end you got the songs spot on!! Seems like a throwback Thursday alright

Ela entra em casa, o desespero a faz correr para o banheiro não ligando se ainda estava de sapatos ou se sua bolsa jogada no canto da sala iria fazer com que levasse uma bronca. Havia um corte em seu supercílio esquerdo e ela tinha a completa noção que ele não iria deixar isso assim. Com medo ela corre rumo a bolsa de remedios e tenta camuflar o pequeno corte, mas para ao perceber que desde o princípio ele estava lá, a observando enquanto fumava aquele cigarro de papel escuro e ponta luminosa. Suas mãos tremem, e ele se aproxima com cuidado. Sua camisa está enrolada até seus antebraços e a julgar por sua respiração ele estava ocupado, e não de um jeito bom. Suas maos frias a tocam enquando um silêncio perturbador recai sobre o lugar. Ela engole em seco, prevê o que vai acontecer. O homem de olhos escuros desliza seu dedo pelo corte fumando lentamente - quem fez isso? - Em desespero ela se apressa - eu me machuquei! Eu juro! - Ele sorri lentamente e traga outra vez do seu cigarro escuro. - não me faça perguntar outra vez mulher...- Derrotada ela confessa em um sussurro - foi um acidente, um colega tentou acertar uma caneta no lixo e...- ele ainda a olhava com calma. - acertou em mim. - Outra vez ela ouviu seu leve gemido de concordância. - tudo bem. - Ele se vira, e dá dois passos rumo ao corredor. - espera! - ela o alcança segurando em seu braço. - não vai fazer nada... Não é? - Ela teme pelo que está por vir. Então, ele sorri mais amplamente flexionando levemente os joelhos de forma que ficasse na mesma altura que seu olhos. Existia algo de sexy e sinistro em seus olhos, mas então ela se lembra que foi por isso que se apaixonou por ele. Se apaixonou pela forma que ele a olhava por sob seus óculos de grau, pela forma que ele parecia um maldito gângster, com o corpo totalmente tatuado e rosto de nerd. Se apaixonou pelo fato de que ele era um homem sério, sério e safado... Safado e perigoso. - foi um acidente, certo? - com calma a beijou de forma doce. - não precisa se preocupar my rose... Acidentes acontecem. - piscou. Ela assente preocupada. - obrigado. - Ele volta a caminhar. - acidentes sempre acontecem...- Ele sorri enquando cerra os punhos. Na manha seguinte, ela descobriu que seu colega sofreu um acidente. O freio do seu carro havia sido cortado, estranho não? Afinal, acidentes sempre acontecem. Anita viana.

Clássico da minha infância

Since the comment section is now becoming a wattpad imma write one myself. ALSO THIS MORE OF A RIVAL TO LOVERS She hated him, despised him, the very thought of him irritated her, but there she was on mission with him. She was forced to, it was not even her choice as it was direct orders from the boss. Kim Sanha, age:17 was part of the specialized squad of the Army. Her all time rival Yung Woojin, who always made fun of her since they were kids, making fun of her(Note: not physical bullying, just teasing).Yung woojin, age:19 and also part of the specialized squad also the son of the boss aka Mr. Yung(general and incharge of the army). To her their teaming up didn't make sense, they were rivals, he hated her, this what she thought... she was actually in for something far more than what she expected on this mission. [TWO DAYS BEFORE THE MISSION] Time is around 10 p.m. Kim Sanha was called into the office to get a mission assigned to her. Once she entered she saw Yung Woojin waiting for her arrival along with his father, Mr. Yung. Seeing him she was rather pissed amd a little shocked but quickly regained her composure. "May i know what mission i am being assigned today. Mr. Yung?" She said this with a smile with a soft but harsh tone. It was quite obvious that she was displeased with a certain someone's presence. "Ah. Yes. Sanha, do you know about the the special banquet of criminals that is randomly hosted, where many criminals come together and try to sabotage the government as well as making threats to the safety of civilians? " Mr. Yung said calmly while a scammer smile was plastered on his face. "I am aware of it, you have found out about this years date. Judging from the way of talking i think you are assigning me to infiltrate it. But what does this have to do with him" Sanha said this while glancing at Woojin who was silently listening to the conversation. A vain on her face become more visible. It was evident that she was not happy and she was trying to make it clear that she was not happy at what Mr. Yung was hinting at. Nevertheless, it was not like ahe could do anything about it so she decided to make it clear that it was not in favour from her side. Still she kept herself in check as not to do something that could potentially lead her to be excluded from the mission. "Well... You two are going on this mission together whether you like it or not since ypu too are the best agents afterall and the success of this mission matters the most after your safety." He said calmly, his intention was clear but still vague, vague enough to make her ponder what other motives he hid for this mission. It was hard even for as she couldn't decipher his(Mr. Yung) thoughts as she could practically read people's thoughts based on their behaviour but this father son duo's thoughts and actions were something she couldn't understand. (Why.... why am i being assigned with this b@stard, who only knows how to irritate me.....Haizz. i can't do anything right now, can i? Nope that's not happening seeing his smile...)she thought. She sighed and agreed to what was asked of her. While walking out the door she softly said to Mr. Yung that she will be taking the next day's morning shift off as she had to take care of something, to which he complied. Returning to her office, she was having an internal crisis just by thinking about the future mission. (This is not the time to think about it, i have a lot of documents pilled up anyway....)she thought while opening the door of her office. [TIME SKIP TO SOME TIME AFTER MIDNIGHT] From the corner of her eye, Sanha looked at the time and saw it was little over midnight. She didn't want to leave because it was not like she could sleep(she has severe insomnia). Unwillingly she got ready and left the office. On her way out she stopped for some coffee. Inserting the money in the vending machine, picking the strongest coffee... (It is cold today and it is not even winter.) She thought while waiting for her beverage. Suddenly she noticed a familiar presence and the voice of a man spoke loudly and calmly "Don't be late pipsqeauk, we are going on a mission after you come back from whatever you are doing tomorrow..."Yung Woojin spoke and left without elaborating further. Excepting his discrimination for being assigned to this mission, she was stunned (What.. Wait is he really Woojin or not.. he would never say that..he would make fun of me.....) "HAIZZZ I need to go to the gym" (i need to burn off some fustration) she mumbled not knowing the figure of the man she had just encountered was standing behind the corner quietly observing her and was thinking of why she wasn't resting like he thought she would. Suddenly he heard a thud and footsteps walking away. He peaked around the corner only to find her walking away. He also decided to head to his house, to rest for the night. Meanwhile, with Sanha, she went out side and picked her bicycle and not Motorcycle on purpose because she thought it was not necessary since her house was near(Creaters note:4.2 km away, I could never peddle that far💀.), she peddled through the streats of Seoul city stopping by a convenience store and grabbed some dumplings and ramen. After eating her mid night snack she peddled her way to the gym.(Creators note: Why was she eating before working out?: Idk) ~~~~~~~~~CH 1 END~~~~~~~~~ Ch 2 is here😊 Entering the gym, she noticed how empty it was. It was weird because at this time there would be 2 other people working out. One's identity she didn't know while the other was her friend Han Seoyun who was a close friend of her. She(Han seoyun) was like a cheerful unnie who would look after those closest to her. Seoyun was 18, kind and compassionate but at the same time, she was weird, dirty minded friend who was trying to keep the innocence of the younger friend(Kim Sanha). Kim Sanha thought it was weird that there was that no one was there where their should be at least one. Paying it no attention she brushed it of her being busy or asleep. She started to work out. After warming up her muscles, she began to let out her fustration on the poor punching back, punching and kicking the daylights of it. She was immersed in her thoughts of the mission and with every thought of him making her life unbearable, she punched or kicked the punching bag. At last the assault was to much for the bag that it was starting to tear. Noticing this she went to the receptionist's table and wrote a note listing the issue of the tearing of the punching bag, and after writing it she took another piece of paper, folding it and making it into an envelope for the money required for the repairs of the damage she had caused(she put a total of 120000₩ in the envelope). Glancing at the clock she saw that two hours had passed since she got here. Quickly picking up her stuff she peddled her way to her house(Apartment to be precise). After getting there she put her stuff down in her living room. Her apartment had two rooms(1 bedroom and a study room), a kitchen, a bathroom and a small living room. She set her bag on the countertop of the kitchen, she made her way to the shower, taking off her clothes, it was revealed how thin she was, her chest flat os the ground, her body skinny as a branch. It was clear how malnourished she had been, weather it was her small appetite or high metabolism. one thing was clear even with her slender and thin body she qas strong as 10 regular men. After showering she noted that it was pat 3 AM, laying on her bed, closing her eyes she tried to sleep and successfully dozed off. Sanha's eyes fluttered open and she quickly sat up on her bed, sweat pouring out her pores, her breathing heavy. She was panicking for sometime, but soon realised it was just a nightmare. She got up, changing her clothes into something practical, she put on a tight sleeve-less black turtle neck followed with a brown coat and wore a black skirt that followed to her knees,she quickly picked up her phone and got on her bicycle. As she peddled through the morning breeze, her thick brown hair tied loosely and clumsily in a pony-tail, swaued in the wind under the P-cap she was wearing. She peddled through the empty streets of Seoul city that had few car going about their way. Her brown eyes set themselves on the road to the headquarters of her work. Reaching the parking lot of the massive complex(headquarters), she made her way to her allotted parking space. Setting her cycle against the pole that supported the shade,she got of and made sure to lock her cycle. Moving closer to her motorbike, she got on and as soon as she started to reverse it she heard a thud from the adjacent lott. From the corner of her eye she spotted a balck haired man getting off, it was Woojin gettig off his car. Ignoring him she started to reverse and as soon as she was about to start the engine, a voice from behind stopped her in her tracks. It was the voice of Woojin. She slightly turned her head signalling the man to speak. "When will you be back?" He asked in a calm voice. She paused at his sudden question as she thought he was going to scolled heror make fun of her. "If i leave now, i will be back by lunch time" she responded to his question in a light voice. Hearing his answer he did not say anything further. Seeing this she started the engine and soon as she was about to drive away he said "Make sure to be back by 4...4 pm, we will be leaving then."he said in a calm voice with hints of shyness that she was unable to pick up as she was wearing a helmet. She nodded and quickly drove off. Near the highway entrance she was thinking of this encounter and how the black haired boy looked at ease for some reason. She quickly pushed these thoughts away trying to look at the road ahead. Meanwhile, with Waojin who was laying on the couch of his office, lounging as work and training had not begun. A small wet towel obscuring his expression.

Man i just finished writing a story on wattpad and found this playlist and everything I wrote can be summarised in to this playlist Rivals to lovers

3:43 The transition was frickin awesome!

Pov: He cutely turns you into Kit kat like Go/jo 🤗

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The first song is fire

Just reading the comment section makes me wanna write a little story, so I'll try d= ^o^ =b Tell me if I need to fix anything with the story if there is, pls <3 You can even translate the names of the characters if you want! It's in Japanese if you want to. TW: Swearing It was raining. Normally, you would be inside your apartment, looking out the window while listening to calming music, or coolly battling some bad guy outside, but this time was different. Instead, you found yourself in front of someone's door. You didn't want to be there, but you thought there was no other way, because you were in your hero suit, badly bruised with a few big bloody gashes on your arms and one across your chest. Besides, if you went to a hospital, everyone would notice that you're Quirky. The hero that lives up to her name, is really powerful at a young age, and never gives up. Going to the hospital will reveal your secret identity, and will ruin your reputation as a hero. Everyone would know your weakness. Especially the villains lurking in the darkness, planning their next move on you, maybe even force out information so they can take down the hero association once and for all. Someone opens then door, and it's a kid. "H-hey boss!" You hear someone groan and walk down the stairs. "What is it Riku??" "....Didn't expect to be at your door...Kowai Tenshi." Kowai's eyes widened. "Get inside. Now." After you did, he made you sit down on the couch. "Riku, get me some medical supplies." "Got it, boss!" the kid saluted and ran to get the supplies. Now you two were alone. Now....Kowai can ask THAT question. "....Who did this to you?" You froze as he glared at you with his cold eyes, waiting for an answer so he can know who's ass he needs to beat up. "His name is Nightmare King. He's able to know people's nightmares and bring them out into reality." "Any other information?" You gave him a confused look. "Why do YOU need to know??" He stayed silent for a moment, then was about to reply, but Riku came in. "I got the stuff, boss!" After he finished stitching you up, it became really quiet. Only the sound of some hissing because of the amount of pain the stitching was the only thing that was killing the awkwardness between the three of you, so now it was WAY too awkward for all of you, so Kowai interrupted the silence "So....Amai Akuma is the famous Quirky, huh? Makes....more sense..." You thought for a moment, but never recalled Kowai, your bestie's bully and your rival, being anywhere near you during your hero work. Then, you could only think of 2 things. One: he saw you on TV, very possible. Two, he worst case scenario....:HE was the villain, along with Riku, since the villain she's been fighting had a kid with him at all times, being a little hawk. Well...now's the time to ask, since there's no other way. "Kowai? Are you and Riku....villains?" Both Riku's and Kowai's jaws dropped. They looked at each other, thinking if they should tell her. Then they both sighed. "Fine. We're both the villains you've been fighting, ok? But that doesn't matter right now. I need to find anybody that goes by that name that you mentioned, alright?" "Y-you don't HAVE to. I'll just find him myself and defeat him, just like how I normally do with the weak ones." "But this one ISN'T weak. So, the boss and I'll help, alright?" ... "Fine. I'll let you guys help me fight this guy." They both smirked. "Now, this'll be fun!" Comment if you want a part two! <3 Also, if you wanted to know, the spice WILL COME (get it?😏) if you guys want me to continue! And trust me, it will be worth it😏and no, the kid won't be in there when it happens. Also, sorry, but I realized the amount of crap I put in the original so I started this shit again to get this, so I edited it to be better! But seriously: comment what you think, and no need to like🥰I hope you all have a great day, or night!

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“Don’t worry, Sister. No. Lilith.. I’ll be the hero in your stead.” She chuckles at the heartless comment of her brother, sighing in resignation as they leave her, letting her die a bitter death in the rain. She closes her eyes, resting as she hears their fading footsteps, trying to think of happy things to entertain herself before Death himself comes to hug her. A face surfaces in her thoughts, and then the annoying voice that always accompanied the owner of that face. “...Lilith.” A voice called out, it sounded pained, angry and desperate. A pale face. One unlike him. She stares blankly at him. “Hey… you came?” She coughed in pain, blood accompanying it. His eyes widened… then he rushed to her… hands trembling dearly as he tried to figure out just how to help her. “Who..” he growled, his voice rough and feral. His eyes stared at the swords stabbed into her body. “WHO!!” She watched quietly, her hands trembling as she reached out to lightly brush away the tears on his cheeks. “...thought you’ve always wanted me dead.” She smiles, gentle and delicate. His face darkens as he grows silent for a moment. “Is it your brother?” he snarls, slowly putting his hand on your wounds, trying to stop the bleeding with his dark magic. She chuckles softly, a pained expression donning her face. “You've got it right, as always.” she winces as Khalid slowly heals her whilst peeling the swords away from her belly. “... Lilith… please… survive… you still have your mission as an heroine to-” he pauses. He stares blankly at her. A kiss… it's cold. “you know well just how close I am to death, Khalid.” she rests her head on his shoulder. “you can see it right…? My heart… it's… slowing down.” He sobs silently, hugging her dearly as if holding a glass rose. He carries her after peeling that last sword from her back. “I love you… I love you… I love you…” She smiled sadly, “... I love you too..” Her eyes dimmed slowly. “...I’m sorry, I can’t... give you the end you always wanted… Khalid…” her eyes closed slowly, right arm falling limp to her side. “...I love you… So please…” he hugs her cold body, hatred and sadness boiling in him. “Don't leave me all alone…"

Okayyy i wanna try the whole wattpad thing too, but its a different version, here we go!! I lie back on the bathroom walls when someone rushes through the bathroom door, nearly breaking it with the amount of sheer anger they had and there i was, lying in a pool of my own blood , barely conscious yet managed to force a smile on my face. I am pathetic. How could he see me like this? Just wait, he'll start laughing like the others did and then leave after mocking me. This will all end soon, be patient ,i kept on reassuring myself as he came closer. "Who did this to you?' His eyes bulging and red, as though he was going to murder the people whose names i uttered. I was at the brink of death, I didn't care anymore. "Are you happy now? Because i give up. Leave." "Who.Did.This.To.You." "I wanna die in peace you asshole." "So do I." I stopped for a second. What does he mean by that?Does he-? NO WAY, that can't be right... "Your henchmen did, who else would-" I started coughing hard, so hard that blood started trickling from my deformed lips. "I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE. THEY'RE GONNA FUCKING DIE-" My limp body slides down the bathroom wall and submerges itself in the pool of my own blood. "CASSANDRA NO NO NO NO NO NO NO THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING-" "Bye weirdo" It was his nickname that i used to call him when we were young and life was simple. "WAIT PLEASE I'M COMING" "N-no please don't-" But it was already too late, he had already stabbed himself and held my hands reassuring me by saying "Cassie, don't worry and rest, i'll finish them off and return back to you my love, let's reunite in the afterlife." My hand grew cold and as he realised that i was gone, he picked himself up, knife still deep in his heart and walked out of the bathroom looking like a man who had nothing to lose. Please don't judgeee its my first time doing one of these!! Hope you liked it!!

“Don’t worry, Sister. No. Lilith.. I’ll be the hero in your stead.” She chuckles at the heartless comment of her brother, sighing in resignation as they leave her, letting her die a bitter death in the rain. She closes her eyes, resting as she hears their fading footsteps, trying to think of happy things to entertain herself before Death himself comes to hug her. A face surfaces in her thoughts, and then the annoying voice that always accompanied the owner of that face. “...Lilith.” A voice called out, it sounded pained, angry and desperate. A pale face. One unlike him. She stares blankly at him. “Hey… you came?” She coughed in pain, blood accompanying it. His eyes widened… then he rushed to her… hands trembling dearly as he tried to figure out just how to help her. “Who..” he growled, his voice rough and feral. His eyes stared at the swords stabbed into her body. “WHO!!” She watched quietly, her hands trembling as she reached out to lightly brush away the tears on his cheeks. “...thought you’ve always wanted me dead.” She smiles, gentle and delicate. His face darkens as he grows silent for a moment. “Is it your brother?” he snarls, slowly putting his hand on your wounds, trying to stop the bleeding with his dark magic. She chuckles softly, a pained expression donning her face. “You've got it right, as always.” she winces as Khalid slowly heals her whilst peeling the swords away from her belly. “... Lilith… please… survive… you still have your mission as an heroine to-” he pauses. He stares blankly at her. A kiss… it's cold. “you know well just how close I am to death, Khalid.” she rests her head on his shoulder. “you can see it right…? My heart… it's… slowing down.” He sobs silently, hugging her dearly as if holding a glass rose. He carries her after peeling that last sword from her back. “I love you… I love you… I love you…” She smiled sadly, “... I love you too..” Her eyes dimmed slowly. “...I’m sorry, I can’t... give you the end you always wanted… Khalid…” her eyes closed slowly, right arm falling limp to her side. “...I love you… So please…” he hugs her cold body, hatred and sadness boiling in him. “Don't leave me all alone…"

Once you start it will never go away( not complaining tho👻)

omg the song insanity wwas litrally my childhood

anyone in 2024? XD

LITERALLY PAEDYN AND KAI

What is the second song called i cant find it

ayo what anime is he from? 🫦

“sakuna” 😭😭💀

TW/: Mild gore, mentions of smoking Y/N was sitting in the cold alleyway, shivering from adrenaline rush. Bruises and cuts peppered her body, yet she doesn't really care. The fight earlier with the gang was a hard one, especially since it was a 5v1. She stood up and walked over the injured and unconscious bodies, lighting a cigarette and she was on her way. The cold weather soothed her injuries as she huffed out a cloud of smoke. She took a long drag. She heard someone run towards her and she turned around in time, stopping the possible ambush. It was just H/N, the highschool bully. He stopped in his tracks, the usual smug smirk on his face was replaced by a look of concern. "Y/N!" he gasped, grabbing her wrist. "Who did this to you?" Y/N was still pissed and she tore away from his grip. "Leave me alone!" H/N gritted his teeth and grabbed her by her shoulders "Are you okay? What the fuck happened? What's going on?" Y/N let out a puff of smoke into his face and used the opportunity to get away. "Why do you care so much? I am a strong and independent woman, I don't need no man's assistance!" H/N grabbed her by the waist and pinned her to the wall. "I care for you, Y/N. Tell me now, or I'll murder the next person I see for you." Y/N smirked and tilted H/N's chin upwards. "No need to worry for it. I already took care of it." H/N grinned and kissed her forehead "That's my girl."

"I don't like her but if you ever touch her or hurt her, I will show you what you deserve, because she's mine!"

Me hearing cannibal I screamed I LOVE THE KINDEY EATER I’m grounded from leaving my room now…

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Is Rainbow Factory reverbed or something? I just noticed the piano and voice sounded heavier than normal.

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Im a simple person i see geto i fucking click

Okay since ive been reading the wattpad worthy moments in these comments in my turn! Warning i have dyslexia so if there's away wrong words sorry [Name, aka me] walked to class, it was only the first two weeks of school in this new town and she was already ready for it to be spring break, but alas she was stuck in this hell hole for the rest of the year, she made her way to her 6th period, lunch had ended so she sadly had to go to class, she went in the classroom, sitting down at the desk she had been sitting at the whole week, sighing as she put her albow on the desk, putting her chin in her palm, boredom overtaking her, she closed her eyes, listening to the sounds of her classmates rushing into the room to make it before the bell rang, soon the teacher went to the front of the class, she then announced "today we're finally getting seating charts, because I'm not letting you yap to your friends the whole time" [name] huffed, great, she didnt want to sit with some random girl or boy who would probably be rude about sitting with her, names were called and hers was eventually spoken, she was sitting right by the teacher's desk, only one desk connected to hers, at least it was only one person she was sitting with, she grabbed her bag and moved to the desk she was told to sit at, putting her head in her palm again, closing her eyes, before she heard a voice, "hey, my names [insert name, i aint exposing my life], whats yours?" [Name] could tell she was nervous talking to her, [name] was suspicious, but also intrigued, she hummed "[name]" the two stayed silent after her words, she was interested in this girls appearance, she swore she saw her before somewhere, she furrowed her brows, but kept silent, where has she seen her before? She closed her eyes trying to remember, she then opened them, thats right, she was in her gym class, she spoke "hey, aren't you in my gym class, 4th period right?" The girl nodded, she then spoke "yeah, i think I've seen you in the halls too" Thats all for now, if you want more just tell me, i might continue but only if this actually gets any attention 😅

Ngl... I love this so much I'm using it for all my books now. Thank for making this awesome playlist. I love the songs.

I listen to these while writing books. You can guess what my books are about.

the first song sounded like sleep token at first 😭

If you find this message, may today bring you serenity and genuine delight. The world can seem chaotic, but your gentle spirit and positive energy offer comfort and hope to those who know you. Never underestimate the profound impact you have on the lives of others. 🌷💖

This is the best jeff playlist ever!!!

This playlist is so perfect and I don't say that for every playlist .. I am listening to it so often and I love how each song blends into one long song

Created a new playlist just to add this video to it lol

After a year, I've finally tried watching Heartstopper and my god.. it's amazing ❤

What a depressingly funny future we live in. Most of these comments are people talking about listening to sexy songs while doing homework