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Used to live next door to this Hispanic family...and I made friends with two girls named Wendy and Cristy...Wendy sadly had a facial deformity and one time I remember she got sick...idk with what...but I hate they have moved because of it...this was so long ago like 6 or 7 years ago...I remember one time Wendy was playing with friends as I was coming back from somewhere with my dad...just as I stepped out, I see Wendy approaching me for a hug....she was SUCH a sweet girl, and I miss her...idk where they have moved now but I feel like they don't live here in this apartment complex anymore...

I also remember one time, it snowed, and the whole family was out playing in it. Wendy and Cristy were making a snowman, and it was fun to watch them from my window. They used a whole carrot for the nose and these beads for the eyes. Once it started getting warmer, I watch everyday of that snowman melting away...

Then...the day came for them to move. I opened my window, just seeing Wendy had walked by and asked her what's going on. She just told they were moving, she didn't know why. I felt a pang of sadness in my chest, knowing this will be the last time I'll ever see them again.

Wendy surprisingly reminds me of myself when I was a little girl--sweet and innocent...I'm just hoping she is alive and doing well...😔

hc for moonknight boys ( pigging off of the preferences hc a little..) with neighbor!reader who is thick as fuck and has a big white cat named Osiris and one day the Boys hear her opening her door in the hall and calling for her cat, the boys being like ⁉️ HUH and then they go over and meet the cat and like they have a huge big fat crush on her

AWW anon this sounds cute.

reader is fem (uses she/her) curvy, fluff, pining, dual POV. no y/n

Summary: reader moved in a week ago and her cat is adventurous. not exactly the way you asked but it mutated hehe

song recs: anything by stephen sanchez or frank ocean

Things had progressed nicely. The furniture arrived yesterday, and you'd got it done in a flash - hopefully the neighbors weren't too concerned with the loud thumps and scrapes. You were most glad that Osiris' cat tree had arrived so he'd stop shredding the carpet.

"Ozzy," you whistled. "Breakfast, bubba." You scraped the rest of the tin into his bowl and waited for the excited jingle of his collar.

Frowning, you peered into the living room. Even in dead sleep, Osiris woke at the prospect of a snack. Part of why you got along so well.

"Osiris?"

Hoping you hadn't shut him in a closet, you set down his meal and knocked on all the doors, checking the shelves and any tricky-to-reach spots. Ozzy often forgot his size and got into places he couldn't easily get out of.

It wasn't a huge apartment, only two bedrooms and a bathroom. You'd done two rounds before nervously figuring that he'd gotten out.

How? The door was closed and locked - you double checked, always.

Your hands fluttered nervously, lip stuck between your teeth. He was a lovely boy but he didn't know the area. You didn't know the area, where would you look? There was one floor below you until the busy street...

"Shit," you muttered, hurriedly pulling on your shoes. The cold air had started yesterday. I'm comin', buddy, don't worry, you thought nervously. You were dressed in a comfy sweater and sweats. Hopefully you didn't look too much like a crazy person.

Slamming your door behind you, you looked both ways down the hall, eyes squinting for a flash of white fur.

"Osiris?"

Marc had enough. Somewhere, a tiny trilling bell was jingling. It was driving him fucking insane. He'd poked through the stacks of books and under the mattress. His phone - Steven might've installed some crazy alarm - but no dice.

He peeked out his door. The hall was empty, but-

"Oh," he said, crouching. "Hey there, little guy."

Steven, now awake, snorted. Not very little, though, is he?

The roundest, whitest cat he'd seen in his life was sat patiently in front of his door. Brilliant green eyes blinked up, and a soft meow carried through the hall. Marc had never been good with cats.

His headmate shoved to the front, greedily reaching out for a pet. "He's so soft," Steve breathed, scratching under the cat's chin. A titanic purr radiated out of the fluffy monstrosity, reveling in the attention.

Steven was in love. He gently picked up the cat, snuggling its warmth. Marc grimaced, tapping on Steven's shoulder. You don't know where that's been, man. Wash your hands.

He waved him off, eyes glued to the cat. It was cold out; the poor thing was probably starving. Closing the door against the cold air, Steven happily set his new friend on the ground.

"Would you like some food, then, little man?" He cooed. The cat meowed again and ran off curiously. Steven watched as it poked and sniffed through his flat, purring the whole way. He noticed a slight jingling sound follow the furball. Aha, he was the culprit.

Means he's got a collar, Marc noted, so he's got an owner, I'd bet. Steven pouted slightly; he wouldn't mind keeping the little bugger. Jake hissed when the cat started wiggling into the closet.

Ay, if that thing steals my gloves I'm takin' it out back.

Steven gaped at the hostile behavior of his friends. "Alright, fine," he relented, "but I'd like to feed it first. It's cold out, y'know."

Whistling gently, Steven knelt down in front of the wardrobe. "Here, kitty," he said softly, clicking his tongue. A fluffy tail tickled his nose. Giggling, he caught the cat in his arms.

"Okay now, hold still for a smidge, lemme look at you-"

The cat squirmed as he felt around for a collar. Truly, the amount of hair on this thing was insane. Jake sneezed.

A little gold tag glimmered. Steven squinted. "O...Osiris? Innat funny, Marc? His name's Osiris!" He dropped the cat in favor of rambling about the deity, hands moving excitedly. Jake frowned.

Isn't that the death guy?

Steven sighed at Jake's vocabulary. "Underworld, mate, very different." The alter snorted. My bad, of course.

Could be an omen, Marc quipped.

"Why're you all being so grumpy?" Steven groaned, raking his hand through his hair, "it's just a cat."

Did the tag have an address? Jake wondered, back on track. The cat had curled up on Steven's lap, so he tried gently to get closer without disturbing him.

"Uh...yes?" The numbers were smudged to hell, so he couldn't really read it. The cat couldn't have gotten too far in the cold, his owner lived close. Steven's disappointment at letting go of his friend was quenched by the intrigue of meeting someone who was interested in Egyptology.

He fed the cat a few pieces of cheese and scooped him up. "Alright, off you pop, let's find your owner, yeah?"

The cat purred in his arms, snuffling into his jacket. Steven whistled aimlessly, locking his door and setting off.

He lived on the third and highest story - so he'd work his way downwards. He paused.

Marc sat back knowingly. See, in order for this to work you've actually got to talk to people, Stevie. Steven faltered. He looked sheepishly in the reflection of the doorknob.

"...Marc?"

Rolling his eyes, Marc slipped in to front, jostling with Osiris. The cat noticed a switch, and curiously sniffed the new alter. Jake backed out; claiming allergies. Grimacing, Marc reached for the knocker on the neighbor's door.

No luck. Nobody on his floor had seen or lost a cat named Osiris - though he did encounter a tearful little boy looking for his hamster. Internally, Marc wondered if the cat had found the rodent first. Steven would switch out every few minutes to stroke Osiris lovingly, before hiding in the headspace if someone approached.

The cat seemed to get used to the different men, eventually falling asleep.

Marc sighed, taking the elevator down to the second floor. This cat was heavy.

He nearly ran smack into someone else as he stepped out. Osiris yowled and he stuttered an apology, blinking at the impact.

A very shocked woman was staring at him, mouth open.

"You've got my cat!"

He blinked again, looking at Osiris. "Your...he's yours?"

You nodded, reaching out for him. Marc clumsily handed him over, still reeling from the coincidence. You thanked him profusely, gently scolding the cat.

You beamed at him. "Thank you so much, sir, I thought I'd never find him. Ozzy's a bit of a pill when we find a new place, I appreciate is so much."

Marc was stunned stupid. Once he'd gotten a look at you, you were really pretty. There was a nice, calming energy radiating off of you like a halo. A flush had brightened your eyes and cheeks from the cold, coloring you like a cherub. The fluffy cat rubbed itself on your legs, tail winding around your supple curves.

Ay, amigo, Jake whispered, you haven't said anything.

"Yeah," Marc stammered, wiping his brow. "Yeah, for sure, it's...it's no problem." Fuck, he sounded like Steven.

The poor brit was in the same sinking boat, brain gone offline in shock. Oi. Oi Marc, don't fuck this up holy shit do you see her earrings? She's got little moons on-

Marc had to mentally mute his friend's babbling, too preoccupied with not looking like an idiot. You were busy cooing after your pet. A cute smile adorned your round cheeks and he had the urge to reach out-

"Hey, d'you want to come in? I've got some coffee or tea inside," you offered, gesturing behind you. Marc had a feeling that was a bad idea, seeing as how fast his heart was beating, but Steven was doing flips with excitement, so he accepted.

Your apartment was lovely. You'd clearly just moved in, the furniture was clean and new. Incense burned at the window, filling the room with a jasmine scent. Marc inhaled deeply, catching whiffs of your shampoo. It made his chest feel a little gooey.

Steven needed a tranquilizer, he was so elated. A small shrine to Ra was on your vanity, with a plate of dates and gold coins. Your bookshelves, unlike his, were neat and organized. Most of the books were on Egypt or horticulture. That explained the houseplants on every flat surface.

If we were mentioning omens...Jake murmured suggestively, nodding to the abundant moon decor and Egypt references. Marc pushed him away, too enraptured with watching you.

You were humming quietly, grabbing mugs and sugar and cream. That wonderful halo was burning brighter the longer he stared. The sweater you were wearing was a lovely shade of blue that brightened your face like the sun. Fitting that she likes Ra, Steven breathed, she looks celestial.

Jake agreed silently, having swallowed his own tongue. He was excited about the coffee, smelling warm and rich from your kitchen. You handed them a cup, gesturing to the milk and sugar.

"Help yourself to either," you said cheerily, patting Marc's shoulder. holy fuck your hands were soft. He watched you disappear into the hall, mesmerized with the sway of your hips.

Don't be a creep, Steven scolded, as if he hadn't been mentally planning a wedding. Marc murmured something unintelligible, awestruck by your lovely figure.

He gulped his coffee too fast to hide the flush on his face when you returned.

"What's your name?" You asked, sitting across from him. You told him yours, voice musical and light.

"M-Marc," he said around a burnt tongue and a lovesick heart. You asked him questions about where he was from, which he tried to answer, though in truth your sparkling eyes and lovely scent were really difficult to think around.

Your curves were quite distracting, and he kept being drawn to your movement, face aflame. His dignity was in tatters now but he'd never seen a person so gorgeous before. Osiris wound around his feet, an almost-smirk on his face.

Marc's gaze was glazed as you continued talking, words going in one ear and out the other. That was okay - he could catch up once he asked you on a date. Currently he was too preoccupied with imagining your soft skin and supple hips and-

Marc.

He scowled at himself, shameful. Jake shook his head, sighing. he didn't show it, but a hot rush of desire was also snaking through his chest. Steven was sat and totally absorbed in your conversation like a child at storytime.

Before he left, he slipped his number onto your kitchen table for you to find later. You caught him as he left and pulled him into a hug.

what.

He'd completely glitched when you pulled him into your soft body. Trembling with restraint, he carefully hugged you back, nose pressed greedily into your sweet-smelling hair. You fit perfectly in his arms, waist wonderfully soft and perfect to hold. Marc's mouth was dry as the desert. His heart was thundering, and he held on for a bit longer than necessary. He couldn't let go, he just wanted to hold you and squeeze and kiss you and oh god he's gonna embarrass himself like a teenager with how hard he's getting-

You waved goodbye and shut the door, leaving him awestruck in the hall.

"I think I've been drugged," he breathed to nobody. Steven had passed out, and only Jake was left to numbly agree.

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You know that thing right before dawn when all the birds go nuts shouting for mates, defending their territory, establishing dominance, all that kind of stuff? My neighbors, on the weekends, with their lawnmowers, exact same thing.

Love in Loop

Soulmate!AU | Neighbor!Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jin)

genre: fluff (so much lol)

rating: PG-13

description: It’s February 14th and you’re stuck in a time loop. What’s funny is you think it’s because of a cheesecake. Yes. A cheesecake. Totally makes sense. It’s not like you’re supposed to be finding your soulmate or anything… That would be ridiculous. 

word count: 6.4k

warnings: none

a/n: Happy Valentine’s Day! Ever since I found out about Jungkook’s love for cheesecake, I just had to come up with a fluff scenario. And prove to myself I can write something other than smut for him OTL. I hope you all enjoy it! 

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“Your hot downstairs neighbour comes over to help you with your laundry because you are too lazy to do it. Your laundry however won’t be the only thing getting shaken up.”

Pairing: Jungkook x f.Reader

Genre: Smut, Neighbour!AU, lowkey Strangers to Lovers!AU

Warnings: there is some plot lol, safe sex, dom!Reader, switchy!Jungkook, oral sex (f.receiving), use of a dental dam and a condom, lowkey strength kink, some grinding, slight dirty talk, some pretty realistic sex cause that’s the hottest shit, it’s pretty vanilla but that’s hot so ayee

Wordcount: 7.1k

a/n: I saw a post about laundry fairy Kookie and I thought “if only he could do my laundry I’m lazy” and then my mind spiralled and this happened. Enjoy besties

You shake out the wet towel with vigour, grunting in exhaustion and squinting your eyes so you wouldn’t get any of the water in them. 

Once shaken out enough you hang it on your clothing line, you had installed on your balcony railing. 

You take the next towel, starting the whole process anew. You groan in annoyance, stopping for a moment to lean against the railing to give your aching arms a little break. 

“I hate doing laundry. It’s the devils work”, you say out loud. 

You have a habit of talking to yourself whilst doing tasks. It just makes it easier, especially doing laundry. 

Next is your oversized shirt, which you shake out twice before hanging it up on the clothing line as well.

“Like seriously can’t just some random hot guy ring my doorbell and do my laundry like in all those fabric softeners commercials?" 

The next shirt gets shaken out and hung up, all whilst your loud complaining continues. 

"I’d give my right boob for that to happen. Stupid laundry.”

You shake out your last shirt, not having seen the panties hidden in the sleeve. One aggressive shake and there you see them, flying through the air in slow motion.

“No!” you gasp, wanting to reach for them but it’s too far away. All you can do is watch them fall down and slither right onto the railing of your downstairs neighbour. 

“Seriously? Out of everything it had to be my panties?” you almost yell, staring at the pink lace hugging the metal railing in pure shock. 

Your shock however grows when you suddenly see a hand reach out for them and a moment later a bundle of dark hair appear in the frame. The bundle of hair starts to turn, any second now and you would make eye contact with your downstairs neighbour.

“Oh shit”, you hiss, ducking down before that can happen. 

“Nope, nope, nope”, you whisper, crawling back into your apartment on all fours whilst burning up in embarrassment. 

This was so close to being a total disaster. Guess you have to say goodbye to your pink panties, you sure as hell aren’t going down there to get them. You would just make a fool of yourself, especially because you have no idea who lives in the apartment downstairs. He could be a total pervert for all you know, he can keep your panties you really don’t want those back. Who knows what that psycho would do in the time it takes you to make yourself presentable and then go downstairs to ring his bell. You shudder at your own imagination. 

“Nope mission aboard, too disgusting.”

Suddenly your doorbell rings, making you flinch. You stare at it with big eyes, holding your breath. 

Is that your downstairs neighbour? This can’t be happening. 

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This was absolutely adorable.

the morning routine.

you add a cute new neighbor too your morning routine // neighbors!au // Jungkook x reader // fluff // wc: 1.6k // warnings: i think someone swears once // barely edited // hope you enjoy :)

You never talked to your quiet neighbor, despite the fact that you saw him every single day.

It seemed like your work schedules were similar because, like clockwork, the two of you would exit your apartment doors at the exact same time.

It startled you at first when he moved in. You always had early mornings. You loved waking up with the sounds of birds singing and the rays of first light peeking through your blinds. With the ease of morning, the opening shift of the day at your work was an easy commitment.

Because of these early mornings, you normally woke up alone, walked out of the apartment complex alone, rode the subway on a nearly empty train, and made it to your job before your boss even opened the store.

This had been your routine since you moved into the city almost a full year ago and you were content spending the mornings alone. It was peaceful and calming.

That was until your neighbor moved in a few weeks ago.

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Noise Complaints|| myg

Sometimes you should just keep your mouth shut…

❂ House of Jincubus: Room of Restraints

⁂ Hosted by: 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔣𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢 ♛ [ @tweedlekoo​] through @bangtansorciere​

⤐ AU Type: Harness

⤐ Themes: First Time(Together) Sex & Hate/Angry Sex

⤐ Kinks: Biting, Scratching, Hickies, Breast Play, Spit/Saliva Play, Pussy Spanking, Orgasm Denials, Mutual Masturbation

⫸ Pairings: Neighbor!Yoongi x Female OC

⫸ Ratings: Mature, Explicit, NSFW, 18+, H for Heaux 😂

⫸ Genre: NeighborsAU, PWP, Angst, Smut

⫸ Summary: Everyone on your floor is afraid to tell the bad boy in Apartment 137 that his music is too loud but not you. Tired of being kept up at night, you decide to march right over there to give him a piece of your mind. However, things didn’t exactly work out in your favor, and you learn that sometimes you should just keep your mouth shut.

⫸ Word Count: Let’s go with 3k

⫸ Warnings:  Mature Content, Cursing, Explicit Sexual Activity, Penetrative Sex, Dom!Yoongi/Sub!OC, Oral(Female Receiving), A bit of manhandling, Big Dick Yoongi in the buildin’, Unprotected Sex, Rough/Hate Sex, Crying, Begging, Degradation, Squirting, Multiple Orgasms, Orgasm Denials, Biting/Marking/Scratching, Breast/Nipple Play, Intense Orgasms, Overstimulation, Pussy Spanking, Spit/Saliva Play, Fingering, Dirty Talk, Pain Kink, OC is a Toaster Strudel in this one, Filth Worthy, A bit of Aftercare. I really believe that’s it.

⫸ A/N: First of all, shoutout to the entire Squad(they know who they are) for dealing with whatever crisis I thought I was going through. I’m going to consider this as my submission for the House of Jincubus: Room of Restraints April’s Games. Thank you so much, @yutasgalaxy​ for your BETA services & @venusiangguk​ for helping me with the title for this fic. I appreciate everyone in the BWC server so much; they’re always coming through for me.💜 Anyway, enough of my sappiness. Please enjoy over two thousand words of Dom!Yoongi completely wrecking you for absolutely no reason at all. Thank you all for always allowing me to ruin you. Love, Dee Dee.😘

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Okay does anyone think that my neighbors are being friendly by doing this?

As far-fetched as this may be, it’s not too surprising they share such similar customs in spite of different paths. Even so, we shall help them along some.

Is it socially acceptable to ask your neighbor to come smell your art project? I mean, I know when something smells like sulfur and death warmed over, but. That's my limit. I need test subjects. Sincerely, An incense maker with anosmia

I'm sure this makes it's rounds every now and again, but I will never not post this. Being an anarchist is about being involved, not in your scene, or on your computer, but in the world around you, and where you live. It's not supposed to be easy.

To my neighbor practicing their instrument while I’m chilling in my room with the lights off. Fuck You. It’s almost 11 and dark as shit and your instrument sounds way took much like quiet creepy singing. You nearly gave me a panic attack.

To be Clear, I’m mostly joking. But I did almost have a panic attack. In my defense it sounds so, so creepy.

Another year, another exceptional crop of great films that I have had the privilege to see in the past twelve months. And since I was spoiled for choice this time around, I simply could not round up a list featuring only ten entries like last year’s post. Therefore, I have expanded my selections to twenty of the most exceptional feature films—arranged in no particular order—that impressed me greatly this year. Because of obvious geographical limitations and the general bullshit surrounding the release of certain films in the Philippines (which is where I live), you won’t be seeing several prestige titles that have made headlines in various major film festivals (i.e. Berlin, Venice, Cannes, and Toronto, among others) and garnering serious Oscar buzz on this list. That being said, I hope you will take my list of the Best Movies of 2014 with an open mind and discover something to enhance your moviegoing experience in the comforts of your own home. You can read the full post by clicking here.

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#Snowpiercer

#Neighbors

#Guardians Of The Galaxy

#Lucy

#Only Lovers Left Alive

#Frank

#The Babadook

#Leave The World Behind

#Under The Electric Sky

#Nymphomaniac

#The LEGO Movie

#Boyhood

#The Way He Looks

#Big Hero 6

#The Grand Budapest Hotel

#Dear White People

#Oculus

#The Tale Of The Princess Kaguya

#Citizenfour

#Dawn Of The Planet Of The Apes

Dreading the shit-tastic onslaught of the fucking Metro Manila Film Festival which offends your discerning moviegoing sensibilities this holiday season? Then consider staying in the comforts of your own home and marathon the films on my Best Movies of 2014 list! The first five selections on my twenty-strong lineup should definitely get you going during the opening days of the bullshit MMFF period. #snowpiercer #neighbors #guardiansofthegalaxy #lucy #onlyloversleftalive

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