not to be…… sinful for a saturday night but i wanna kiss baekhyun.. grab his face with both of my hands.. squish his cheeks together n then peck his lips and when i lean back hes smiling so big.. hes so surprised but content
Happy birthday, Janis Joplin! ♥ (b. January 19, 1943)
“I gotta go on doin’ it the way I see it…I got no choice but to take it like I see it. I’m here to have a party while I’m on this earth…I’m gettin’ it now, today. I don’t even know where I’m gonna be twenty years from now, so I’m just gonna keep on rockin’, cause if I start saving up bits and pieces of me…man, there ain’t gonna be nothing left for Janis.”
Imagine a pocket-sized you cuddled in Seokjin’s palm as your eyes begin to droop. Even though Seokjin’s the oldest, he suggested that the two of you watch cartoons to help you both sleep (this was kind of a ritual that you and Seokjin did), but this night it wasn’t helping all that much. Yes, it was making you tired but not to the point where you could fall asleep. Looking up, you see Seokjin’s eyes shut and his chest moving up and down already off to dreamland (you wish that was you). Letting the air pass your lips in a humph, you turn your head back to the TV as the character is coming up with a plan.
You’re only a few minutes in before you hear one of the bedroom doors open. You wonder who it is, but you can’t see over the couch so you wait for their footsteps to come closer to where you are in Seokjin’s palm. The light of the television illuminates on his face as he gets closer and rubs at his sleepy eyes. Close enough so that you can see him, you call Jungkook over to ask why he was up as well. Coming down to your level with a tired smile, he whispers that he couldn’t sleep either (he makes sure to not wake up Sleeping Beauty). Hearing the faint sound of the cartoons made him come out of his room and find out what was going on.
Jungkook doesn’t hesitate when you suggest he lay and watch cartoons with you. Taking you out of Seokjin’s hand and laying his head on his hyung’s lap, he puts you own top of his head so you can see better. Warm and cozy in the brown strands of Jungkook’s hair, you begin to drift off to sleep from the faint smell of his citrus shampoo.
Beautiful pocket-sized wolf sculptures by DemiurgusDreams on Etsy! These are only examples; more wolves are available in other colours and patterns, and start at only $21 for these adorable little friends.
‘you wanna tell me i can’t be a boy i’ll stab you in the gut’ vongola primo g ‘yeah my name is just one letter do you have a problem’ the right hand asari ‘oh yeah i just do yakuza business when i’m not being a lonely starving musician’ ugetsu
i’m gonna write stuff for them one day. ONE DAY. i have so much stuff to write.
Every city has such pockets of beauty, stunning little gems that make you pause and stare for a moment. It doesn’t matter what you believe in, seeing hundreds of floating candles on still waters reflecting the sky, is worth a pause and a sliver of awe.
First round of #NorthPoleNinjas readings and signings done, more to come this weekend. If you have not yet ordered, check out northpoleninjas.com or bit.ly/NPNinjas We need more kindness and this is a fun place to start.
imagine a pocket-sized you collecting wildflowers in a meadow. once your arms are loaded with flowers, you shuffle through the grass back to yoongi. the pale boy is lying just a few meters away among the blades of grass and dandelions, happy to finally have a chance to soak up the summer sun. you sit by his head and begin tucking flowers into his pretty silver hair until it’s beautifully decorated with lovely pinks, sunny yellows, and soft purples of delicate petals.
yoongi cracks a lazy eye open to peer at you when you giggle and tousle at his hair. he tells you that you need flowers as well, and when you point out that these flowers are too big to fit in your hair, he sits up and smirks. careful not to shake the blossoms out of his own hair, he slowly searches through the flowers surrounding him. when he finally finds one he likes, he bends toward you with a small smile playing on his lips and gently places a sweetly-scented buttercup over your hair. he sits back to admire you for a moment before he chuckles roughly and whispers, “perfect.”