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we could slow dance to rock music, kiss while we do it
talk till we both turn blue
spring day in may moodboard ⋆˚❀˖
fruit's & tunes
losing it once again
𝒱ℯ𝓃𝓊𝓈 𝒜𝓈 𝒜 ℬℴ𝓎 • re2r ℒℯℴ𝓃 𝒦ℯ𝓃𝓃ℯ𝒹𝓎 𝓍 𝒻ℯ𝓂!𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇
{Hii everyone !! this is lowk kind of poetic and kind of doodoo and maybe a little cringe but I mean I tried, its very self indulgent too 🥹😼 I genuinely hope u love this, I put everything I have into it and honestly im so excited with how it turned out. For now its not smut, but I want to keep the theme of the song in other parts because venus as a boy is actually kind of an erotic song. My masterlist is right here ! <33}
{𝒜 𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈ℯℯ𝓈 𝒸𝒶𝓇ℯ𝓈 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓊𝓉 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓰𝓈, 𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓃𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓈. 𝒜 𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝓌𝒽ℴ'𝓈 𝒷ℯ𝒶𝓊𝓉𝓎 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒷ℯ 𝒸ℴ𝓂𝓅𝒶𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℴ𝒻 Venus, 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓰ℴ𝒹𝒹ℯ𝓈𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓅𝒽𝓎𝓈𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋ℯ𝓃ℯ𝓈𝓈, 𝓰𝓇𝒶𝒸ℯ, 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾ℴ𝓃, 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈ℯ𝓍. ℒℯℴ𝓃, 𝓁𝒾𝓰𝒽𝓉 ℴ𝒻 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ, 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓋ℴ𝒾𝒸ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝒶 𝓃𝒾𝓰𝒽𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓰𝒶𝓁ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓉ℯ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇𝓃ℯ𝓈𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝒶 𝓁ℴ𝓉𝓊𝓈 𝓅ℯ𝓉𝒶𝓁. 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 ℯ𝓎ℯ𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒸ℴ𝓁ℴ𝓇 ℴ𝒻 𝒶𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃ℯ 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓃ℯ𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓀𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓈𝓂ℴℴ𝓉𝒽 𝓉ℴ 𝓉ℴ𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝒶𝓁ℯ 𝒶𝓈 𝓅ℴ𝓇𝒸ℯ𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓃. ℋℯ'𝓈 𝒱ℯ𝓃𝓊𝓈 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝒷ℴ𝓎.}
Prone to loneliness and overthinking, you thought you would your entire life contemplating non romantic things like the greenery of a garden or the grace of a delicate flower. You thought all there would be to your life would be your dear friends, the musical notes that pleasantly hit your eardrums, your dreams, and your job. You didn't exactly think you'd meet a man so special. You didn't really think that you'd meet him so unexpectedly too.
At the caffeteria of your college, you can find many things. You can find food, bad coffee and students struggling on their grades or being good at the subjects everyone in the building would have to endure. You'd bearly slept the last night, only having closed your eyes for about three hours, so you needed an americano to come to your senses again. You weren't going to be able to study at the dingy tables with burning eyes and tired limbs, you thought.
You almost immidietly spotted a boy that looked around your age, his eyes were super-glued to your figure as he seemingly stopped studying on his notebook. From that angle you could only get a poor glance of the pages, crucified in yellow highlighter and curly, small, bearly legible handwriting. He couldnt have been older than twenty one. His looks demanded attention, he was so imperfectly perfect. You'd speak but you were afraid your tounge would be caught in between your teeth and you'd have to suck all the words into your stomach to prevent yourself from squeaking.
His eyes were almost icy blue, and he seemed distracted, by you. By your clothes, the decorations on your bag, the way you spoke to the cashier while purchasing your drink, the way you bit your lip slightly at the bitter taste of the beverage, and the way you put your headphones in to listen to some music while you studied. You tried to study, but it seemed like you got nothing done. Your eyesight kept drifting to that boy, you wished he'd come up to you, he was so very handsome. You were fidgetting with your glitter pen, when it fell to the ground, nobody but him batted an eye.
He got up from his chair before you could process anything or even think of picking it back up. "Hey..here you go", he gently said, his words lingered in the air of the caffeteria, you took them in and let them set for a few seconds before answering a simple "thank you." Up close, his features were astoundingly stunning, you allowed yourself to finally ogle at him like you'd never swooned over any man. "I'm Leon- Leon Kennedy." he stated, you had a face and a name to remember. Usually, you weren't great with names or dates, but it was quite impossible to forget his, and the warmth of his tender gaze, you thought to yourself, before giving him your name.
"You have a cute name," Leon playfully replied, with red creeping to his cheeks and spreading to his ears. "Is that all you think is cute about me?" you answered, with a smile and eyes never leaving your lap, you felt unable to stare into his piercing orbs, which reminded you of "forget me nots" flowers. "No, definitely not ma'am." his respectful nickname made you flushed and rosy all over. "Are you from around here?" he asked, desperate to get you to talk more in an attempt to memorize your voice perfectly. "Yes, I'm only about twenty minutes from campus." you chimed in, to which he said "that's good, I live about ten minutes from here, y'know." It was cute how akward he was getting.
You could sense his nervousness ever since he was looking at you and you arrived at the place. The entire time, you had one earphone in, phone on the table as you didn't really write, but rather listened to the songs in your playlist. When Leon was talking about were he lived, the distinctive rhythm of "Venus As A Boy" by Björk. One of your favorite songs, the words in it flustered you as you spoke to Leon beyond comprehension. "Well, it was nice meeting you ma'am. I suppose you're busy, so, see you soon." ...
You both knew you were doomed from that day on, because after this encounter, Leon was never out of sight, he looked for you anytime you were at the caffeteria or renting a book at the public library. You mocked love at first sight, you claimed it was impossible for it to happen, how could you fall for someone you don't know? you said, and here you both were, Leon had hopelessly fallen for the ethereally beautiful caffeteria girl, constantly wondering where were you? what did you like? did you like him? did you wonder what he did and if you thought of him, as much as he did with you?...
The most subtle brush of your hand or your arm would send his mind into an ongoing spiral. To an extent, he felt childish. He felt childish because of the way he'd internally giggle at your every smile, wishing that you felt the same, seeing a future with you not too far from now. His friends made fun of him, they said he was "whipped", but he didn't exactly care at all. When it came to you, he didn't care if he seemed desperate. His eyes reminded you of a puppy's, and his attitude was not far from one. He was as comforting to be around as the faint smell of dust, or the scent of vanilla, or the touch of something soft.
He wasn't suave, never nonchalant, he was sweet and kind like a daisy. He wasn't opressing, or mean, or self centered. Leon was simply.. Leon, or as you'd sometimes think;
He's Venus as a boy.
How to deal with haters 🎀🪽
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