can you feel the thirst

i want that innocent make out session with niall where you just feel each other up over your clothes and you breathe heavily and you’re both desperate to feel each other, but you haven’t reached that stage yet and niall’s lying on top of you and he starts moving his hips just a bit, rubbing himself against you and when he sees it’s okay with you, he starts dry humping you and you can feel yourself getting wet from the pressure he’s applying as he thrusts harder each time

anonymous asked:

Just because Zico has been around longer and has had the opportunity to make his own music doesn't mean he's better.

zico eats, breathes, and shits hiphop. if you ask tao what he wants to do with his life, he’ll tell you he wants to do action films. if you ask zico what he wants to do with this life, he’ll tell you that he’s already fuckin doin it.

Hey guys I just unfollowed a bunch of blogs and need new ones to follow. So can y’all recommend some blogs or if you want me to look at your blog then please like/reblog this ok help a girl out thanks

trionfale asked:


Send me a HELLO and i'll answer...

If we kissed:

  • [] This wouldn’t happen.
  • [] Oh disgusting.
  • [x] Again, again.
  • [x] Kiss you back.
  • [x] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
  • [] Slap/Push you away.
  • [] Be confused

If you asked me out I’d say:

  • [] Um no.
  • [] I’m taken-
  • [x] Sure. Because why would I say no????

Can we cuddle?:

  • [] No.
  • [] Ew.
  • [x] Sure.
  • [x] YES.


  • [x] Let’s do it.
  • [] No. You can’t handle my d.
  • [x] FUCK YES.
  • [x] No. he’s a good knight.

Should you reblog this?:

  • [] Yes. I want to send you one. Already did uvu
  • [] Yes.
  • [] No.

What is this feeling you give me?
Thirst, that no water can satisfy.
Lust, no lips can be more tempting.

That look in your eyes,
I put my heart out for you.
Crush it into pieces,
For the only one it loves, is you.

Taken away my sweet sleep,
On so many nights.
Now I wish for days,
When I can hold you tight.

A gorgeous angel,
That’s what you are.
Please make my wish come true,
Just by being mine forever.

Professing to the moon.

The moon is full, as are my pupils,

The garnet at my neck, burning, knowing.

Lighting candles as dark as my desires,

Violently reliving vivid fantasies.

Can you tell how my heart races? Is it visible through the silk on my breast?

Petals from your blood red rose lie scattered and tattered around me.

Drinking deeply from the silver chalice, I can feel you here.

Intoxicated from thirst. Dreaming of…

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if you ask a stranger for a glass of water (thirsty or not), they will give you what they have. if you ask for acetaminophen (headache or not), they will give you what they have. 

we can’t feel your thirst or feel your aches, so we trust you and give whatever we have.

on the other hand, if you need to escape (because you can’t survive living with your past, etc..), the participant will say, “but why?”

they never asked why you were thirsty, or why you had a headache. they trusted your opinion on your own body.

but why aren’t minds included in this ritual understanding?