To spread the Suho love~ ♡


from exochocolate

Part 1:  Your first taste of heaven is here. Dying comes later.

Part 2:  Get ready to dive into the different flavors of gramps - no strange fetish intended. 

Part 3:  When we said dying came later, we may kind of have meant now.

Part 4:  Junmyeon is an armada of flavors and ships and we haven’t even finished yet.

Part 5:  Last one - maybe to make your heart beat a little faster for Junmyeon. 

I agree to respect that my body speaks its truth without words. I trust I am learning the language with each passing day. I agree to honor my quest for this knowledge, whether that brings me to ice cream or fresh fruit, knowing there are no lingering labels of “good” or “bad” in this new vocabulary. I will listen to my body’s requests without judgment.

I agree to journey forward through this life as a person connected – to my body, to my values, to others around me and to the world itself.

I no longer intend to use food as a tool to numb myself to the beautiful chaos of life. Emotions are meant to be felt.

I vow that the only numbers in the future will be the number of relaxing breaths I give myself to come back to the room during a yoga session, not a hopeless search for a number of a scale. I will be adding up the future days of unearthed potential, not calories in or out. I will learn to believe in myself above all else, not in the lies that once presented themselves as my truth.

I know now that I am not alone in my healing. There is help in places I have not yet thought to look, and help in people I have ruled out in the past, unable to see the full potential of others.

I hereby agree to meet myself. I agree to become acquainted with myself, acknowledging all at once the distance between who I was, who I am, and who I want to be.

I will share my story, taking ownership of myself as a whole. I agree to embrace the idea of self-love, not merely as a foreign concept, but as a mission, fully within reach as I continue to do the work that makes it necessary to be painfully alive and to partake in life fully.

Love Thy Neighbor - Makoto/Rin

Title: Love Thy Neighbor
 makorin ; Tachibana Makoto/Matsuoka Rin
Fandom: Free!
Word Count: 16735

Summary: Despite never really properly living with someone outside of family, Makoto thinks Rin moving into his place when he needs somewhere to live in the city shouldn’t be that different.

A year in the life of good friends to roommates to more to back again to more again (and even more).




He laughs, “I guess the rule is if I’m roommates with you, we fuck, right?”

Makoto shakily mimics Rin’s laugh, who doesn’t even seem to realize what he’s been saying in front of his newest roommate. Makoto, however, does, and wonders what that means. Did Rin figure this out before he offered to stay at Makoto’s place? Was this some sort of plan of his?

The conversation strangely shifts to more innocent memories from elementary school and the topic vanishes with the contents of their now warm, empty bottles of beer.


"What?" She was doing it again. Just staring and Ruby didn’t understand what was so interesting.

"Your eyes," Belle smiled, looking into them like they were something she’d never seen before. "They’re like a…" She paused to laugh at herself, "Like a book. Or a story."

Raising an eyebrow and laughing slightly, Ruby tilted her head to the side. “I’m not sure I follow.”

"They’re just…" Belle’s thumb moved in a slow, easy curve along Ruby’s cheek, comforting and relaxing. "There’s just this depth to them. They talk of joys and pains. Dreams and fears. A haunting past that won’t go away. A promising future being treasured and guarded and nurtured." 

The way Belle was looking at her… gazing at her… It was as if Ruby was the most enchanting thing ever to be seen. Like she was something that was amazing. Like she was special.

"They show scars that haven’t fully healed, yet they also show the strength it takes to keep going despite that." Belle kept going, her face still holding that wonder and appreciation, "They show fears that are powerful and crippling, and the immeasurable courage it takes to move past those. They show unwavering loyalty. They show me this… this beautiful soul and sometimes I just can’t believe you’re real."

Ruby felt her face growing warm and flushed. Biting her lip, she looked to the side, torn between feeling giddy at Belle’s words and feeling like they weren’t true at all. “Real?”

"That you’re real and you’re here." Belle continued, carefully guiding Ruby’s face until their eyes were meeting again. "And I’m grateful for that." The kiss that followed made Ruby’s stomach flip and her skin heat up and world spin and slow down at the same time and all of it just felt so… right

(ref for pose)