dancing in the moonlight

Luna | she/her | writer | selenophile | 22

[lunawritesfics]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ About Me .

- Basic Info -

➸ my name is Luna <33

➸ 22 years old

➸ she/her

➸ scorpio asf

➸ im afrolatina !!

➸ intp

➸ im a writer! not a very serious one but i post some original stories and wips here when inspiration strikes. i am more consistent with my one-off poems tbh but i take commissions and suggestions so send an ask or dm and i'll get to writing !!

- Hobbies/Interests -

➸ writing, ofc.

➸ photography/editing

➸ kpop (my ults are SHINee, SEVENTEEN, NCT, NU'EST, ASTRO, and DAY6)

➸ anime (jjba, demon slayer, bnha, saiki k, death note, hxh, bleach, inuyashiki, etc)

➸ video games (final fantasy, danganronpa, animal crossing, apex legends, pokemon, god of war, minecraft, soma, etc)

➸ misc. (junji ito's mangas, sweet home kdrama, netflix daredevil, pinterest/we<3it, terminator 2, youtuber berleezy, horror content, uhh cloudy overcast skies and starry nights, THE MOON <333)

I guess that's pretty much it (╯▽╰) If there's anything else you lovely people are curious about, I'll gladly answer your questions since I'm not even sure if I did this right LOLL <33 For any newcomers who got this far, welcome to my blog and I hope you enjoy what you see. My dms are always open as well so everyone is always one conversation away from being my moot or friend !! Ciaooo <3

[lunawritesfics]

poems aren't poeming these days........... my blood appears to have run thin which is quite unfortunate

[taemmin]

[rosie-moon]

富江

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words words words, they beat around the bush.

descriptors complicate the articulation of a feeling so familar to us all.

symbolism and metaphors put it so expertly, but what can beat the rawness of

i'm in need of love, and there's no one to care for me?

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It is indiscernible pain, but maybe there's solace in putting it out there.

In knowing that there's a chance that the suffering is mutual.

In telling the world that it scarred you, hoping it--as massive and busy as is it--would even care.

It is better to scream in defiance than suffer in complacency.

I don't deserve this, and it's most important that I acknowledge it.

[lunawritesfics]

I wish for distraction, at the very least. Inspiration is far and sparse as is; fleeting moments either leave an impression or leave altogether. There is only meaning in meaning, and what I mean is the burden of picking apart worlds and characters that bud in my spirit leave much to be desired. It bursts with the potential for life-weaving, and creation, but often time I just stay idle. They live untold inside of me for now, and what good is a story without any readers? As good as work that goes unnoticed, effort without recognition, as the tree that quietly toppled over without so much as kicking up dust.

[thatboredhuman]

A really pretty illustration that I found on Junji Ito’s Twitter :P

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i need more moots on here..... how do you get accounts that aren't stealthy prn bots to follow you .·´¯`(>▂<)´¯`·.

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Excerpt from The Moon Laid Bear WIP

Her golden eyes traced my figure, ever so lovingly as they were apprehensive.

"From where did you get this child?" Her majesty inquired in a firm tone.

I looked down at the infant I was cradling in my arms. He was tugging and teething at his own feet, letting out cutesy gurgles and giggling occasionally. I truthfully hoped he would behave this way in time for the current trial, as my only other trump card, my foresight, would prove impotent against the Grand Council of Moon Priestesses.

With a knot in my stomach, I kneeled before the Elders and began to respond.

"Supreme Elders, your majesty, esteemed council members, I understand your concern regarding this child's existence which follows no known logic."

"That is quite the understatement, Imena." Supreme Elder Buesa interjected. I slowly shut my mouth that was hung open on unspoken words. I expected to get at least a bit further before the ridicule.

"You know very well that reality is at its most fragile during these trying times, and these outliers that evade the principles of validity should come to our attention first. Princess Imena, you are well known amongst the Grand Council as quite the meddler, so you best choose your words carefully and with concision if you hope to sway us regarding whatever happenings you got yourself into this time."

Concision. Concision. The circumstances are so unbearably tense and confusing right now that I can't even fathom how such a story could be compressed without revealing all the facts. There's the whole ancient conspiracy regarding our supposed 'benevolent god', the ripples of that concealed truth which explain the true reason behind reality's tenderness, the very fabric--

"Imena! Do shut that child up at the very least if you cannot get your excuses together!" There was clear disappoint and distrust weaved into Supreme Elder Buesa's command.

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some more from my current draft!! i'm honestly having issues figuring out whether i like the direction i'm going in right now so i wouldn't be surprised if i don't keep this mlwkfjk writing is hard

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✎ Symptoms

Your cold eyes digs into my heart, cutting deeply through the center If I don’t cure this wound, I might die, I might go crazy, I don’t know what will happen The sickness that is you; the worse it gets, the more exhausted I get, the only medicine is you If I can’t have you, I might die, I might go crazy, I don’t know what will happen The only medicine is you I can’t live if I lose you

— SHINee

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99 Arrows

I spread my arms out in front of her visage so as to catch the raining arrows; and they indeed, strike true.

The iron tips bury into the skin on my chest and neck. The impact is searing hot, and nothing but unrivaled anguish.

Blood pours from the cuts, yet her venomous words cut deeper.

She says I caught all the arrows but one; a stray that missed me and just narrowly missed her.

She calls me a failure for my imperfect act, and reaches towards the lost arrow.

It makes its way into her hand, and she plunges the last arrow into my clavicle as punishment for my mistake.

She leaves, and leaves me there to presumably die.

The knowledge that she's safe soothes my many wounds, at least.

All but one.

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[thelatinlibrarian-deactivated20]

Everybody stop right now and look at the pretty

[lyralit]

traits turned sour

honest - insensitive

persuasive - manipulative

caring - overprotective

confidence - arrogance

fearless - cocky

loyalty - an excuse

devotion - obsession

agreeable - lazy

perfectionism - insatisfaction

reserved - aloof

cautious - skeptical

self loved - selfish

available - distractible

emotional - dramatic

humble - attention-seeking

diligent - imposing

dutiful - submissive

assertive - bossy

strategic - calculated

truthful - cruel

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Yarn

Tangled spools of yarn occupy the space in my head.

It makes thinking such a chore.

Running up the intertwined threads, trying to connect dissonance to meaning,

is far too tedious to be worth the meddle.

And so I sit in my messy room with tangled spools in my head,

but I hear lots of people have organized balls of yarn instead.

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[pixicade]

baby ive conducted experiments the government hasn't even heard of