#midnightthoughts

TW : Suggestive/smut. MDNI

Imagine you got yourself a tattoo of Keigo's full name on your back, and now he can't stop banging you from behind while his fingertips grazing over the words.

A small corner where I collect stories hidden inside ordinary things.

The moments people call normal. The routines nobody notices. The quiet strength, simple kindness, unnoticed efforts, strange little perspectives — the things that don’t look inspirational at first glance, but somehow stay with me.

This blog is about finding meaning in the everyday.

سردیوں کی ایک ٹھنڈی شام تھی۔

وہ باہر تھا، تھکا ہوا، پریشان، دل بوجھل۔

فون آیا، ماں کی آواز تھی:

"بس یوں ہی دل گھبرا رہا تھا، سوچا تمہیں دعا دے دوں۔"

کال بند ہوئی — مگر دل ہلکا ہو گیا۔

ماں کی دعاؤں میں کوئی مخصوص وقت نہیں ہوتا،

وہ ہر گھڑی پہرہ دیتی ہیں۔

"Silent Prayer"

It was a cold winter evening.

He was out, exhausted, restless, his heart weighed down.

A call came in — it was his mother.

“I don’t know why, but my heart was uneasy,” she said.

“So I whispered a little prayer for you.”

The call ended.

But somehow, the weight lifted.

Because a mother’s prayers never wait for the right time —

they're always watching, always whispering.

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ɴᴏ ᴇs ǫᴜᴇ ɴᴏ sɪᴇɴᴛᴀ…

ᴇs ǫᴜᴇ ᴀᴘʀᴇɴᴅí ᴀ ɴᴏ ᴍᴏsᴛʀᴀʀʟᴏ ♡

ʜᴀʏ ᴄᴏsᴀs ǫᴜᴇ sᴇ ǫᴜᴇᴅᴀɴ ᴀᴛʀᴀᴘᴀᴅᴀs

ᴅᴏɴᴅᴇ ɴᴀᴅɪᴇ ᴠᴇ

ʏ ᴀʜí sᴇ ǫᴜᴇᴅᴀɴ ʜᴀᴄɪᴇɴᴅᴏ ᴇᴄᴏ ☁️

sᴏɴʀíᴏ ᴘᴏʀ ɪɴᴇʀᴄɪᴀ,

ᴘɪᴇɴsᴏ ᴘᴏʀ ᴇxᴄᴇsᴏ,

ᴅᴜᴇʀᴍᴏ ᴘᴏʀ ᴄᴀɴsᴀɴᴄɪᴏ, ɴᴏ ᴘᴏʀ ᴘᴀᴢ 🌙

ɴᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴅí…

sᴏʟᴏ ᴍᴇ ғᴜɪ ᴜɴ ᴘᴏᴄᴏ ʜᴀᴄɪᴀ ᴀᴅᴇɴᴛʀᴏ 🫧

"even if you are lost, let your inner light eclipse the darkness of the world."

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