Today, 4 years ago, one of the greatest bands known broke up. 2 minutes ago, I remembered and started crying.
I am not afraid to keep on living, I am not afraid to walk this world alone, but sometimes I wish I had them to walk with.
If you don’t know who I’m talking about, it’s My Chemical Romance, and I fucking miss them.
Not a band, just an idea, but this idea was the best idea someone has ever had.
Please do not forget that Yuzuru Hanyu is an actual, real person who deserves to be seen as such and not just as a reference to your favourite anime, especially now after he won the world cup for the second time. This goes for every other figure skater too btw. It’s okay if Yuri on Ice got you into figure skating or whatever, but Yuzuru Hanyu is not Yuri and he should be known and appreciated for the fact that he is an outstanding figure skater and not for the comments on his performances saying that he is definately Yuri. Thank you.
Kenma recognizes him from the broad lines of his back and the strong muscles that cover his shoulders and biceps. He doesn’t move much but when he does, they ripple like water, flowing so smoothly it’s mesmerizing. Kenma can’t see much at all; there’s no moon out and the street lights are down, but he knows this body well enough.
Kenma opens the door softly and steps out. From the slightest stiffening of Iwaizumi’s shoulders, he knows the man is aware of his presence, which is impressive since he’s always been quiet in his movements. He walks forward and grabs onto the railing, the cold metal biting into his skin.
It’s rare for Kenma to initiate a conversation. It isn’t lack of interest so much as it is the fact that he’s rarely comfortable enough to start talking to someone. But his curiosity is far too great when it comes to Iwaizumi. The man is different from the others in the band. He never asks Kenma questions, never tries to pry, and respects his personal space, though he does smile at him occasionally and he makes great coffee.
Iwaizumi doesn’t turn to look at him but he smiles a little, his dimple barely visible. “Yeah, it’s just one of those nights, you know?”
Kenma nods because he does in fact know. Leaning forward, he rests his chin on the metal and winces when the cold hits him harder than he expected, but it’s not a bad sensation. The wind feels nice, just this side of chilly, and the silence is welcome. They don’t live in a good neighborhood, and there’s always fighting and loud music and an absurd amount of yelling.
But on this night, at 2:47 in the morning, with the stars hiding behind the clouds and the moon nowhere in sight, Kenma has never liked this place better. Iwaizumi’s presence is strangely comforting, and the sound of his every inhale followed by a soft exhale makes Kenma unconsciously sync with him.
“Do you like it here so far?”
The tone of Iwaizumi’s voice makes it abundantly clear that Kenma is free to ignore the question if he wants to. He appreciates that, and decides to answer honestly.
“Haven’t really been here long enough to decide,” he says, eyes sliding shut, “but I think I’m going to stay just a little longer, if that’s alright with you.”
Iwaizumi huffs out a laugh, and it’s strangely endearing. “No problems here.” He brings the cigarette to his lips and takes a long drag, and Kenma watches as he blows out the smoke with a sigh, a white cloud forming into the silent darkness of the night. The metal of his tongue piercing shimmers when the headlights of a passing car shines on it, and Kenma’s breath hitches in his throat.
Iwaizumi offers him the cigarette without turning to look at him and Kenma accepts it gratefully. He takes a generous drag of his own and the feel of the smoke calms him with its familiarity. Blowing out the smoke with a lengthy exhale, he hands it back to Iwaizumi, and he feels a new bond form. It’s intimate in a way he’s never felt before, warm even when it’s cold, and he actually likes it. Might even get used to it.
He finally turns to face the man and takes in his profile, and it keeps surprising him, how handsome the raven-head really is. “Has Kuroo always been this insufferable?”
Iwaizumi’s eyes widen at the question before he starts laughing, loud and deep, and Kenma finds himself smiling along.
“You could say that, though Oikawa is right up there with him.” Iwaizumi winks, a playful smile dancing on his lips, “Don’t tell him I said that though.”
Kenma covers his mouth dramatically and Iwaizumi nods his approval. The two grin and face the street again.
The view isn’t terrible, if Kenma’s being honest. They aren’t high enough for him to feel anxious, but he can easily see the park a few metres away. A sigh of content escapes him and Iwaizumi mirrors it and they just stand there, shrouded by the comfortable silence between them that mingles with the silence of the night.
Okay! I’m a scientist so there are two possibilities;
1) Ethan and Tyler are single together
2) Ethan is not single (and hopefully dating Tyler because who else actually shares clothes if not couples!?)
What's your theory on Taeil? Care to share with the rest of the class ^.^
*cracks knuckles* Let’s go…
SO! It’s no secret that Trey Songz is pretty much known for singing about some nasty shit (if ya know what I mean) and Taeil claims Trey Songz is his favorite artist. hmm…
Also - time and time again the other members of 127 have all agreed that Taeil is the member who’s the most polar opposite to the side that we (the fans) see. Meaning he’s not the shy, quiet, reserved, nervous guy he portrays himself to be…
AND the members even went as far as to admit that Taeil is the member who walks around the dorms “”naked”” the most (what I’d do to catch a glimpse of that….)
And I mean it’s kinda like a known fact that the quieter the person, the dirtier they really are.
And that’s my theory on why Taeil is actually a hoe! Thanks for reading bYE !!!!
okay but the glasses Pidge always wears were Matts right? he’s wearing them in his official astronaut picture but not when he and Shiro are about to be forced to fight. in the scenes where Pidge is at home and gets thrown out of the garrison they’re not wearing glasses; so did Matt leave his glasses at home and just take contacts to space, only to have Pidge later steal his glasses? does he only need to wear them sometimes or is he blind without them? I started thinking about this and now I’m concerned about him stumbling around blind in space. and if Pidge is wearing glasses but doesn’t need to, how much is that messing up their vision? and why are they wearing them? I get it if it was for part of a disguise at the garrison but now that everyone knows who they are is it just sentimental?
Onew didn’t grab his mic for replay so key ran after him and handed it to him ㅋㅋ
someone in the front was recording and key got right up in her camera rip that girl 😱😱😱
TAEMIN IS ON ONE! HE DID 3 SPINS IN THE MIDDLE OF FEEL GOOS & ALMOST HIT MINHO😂😂I feel like hes gonna bust out his clothes
Minho: Welcome to SHINee World!
Key: We’ve always wanted to come here for a shinee world concert, right? Not for kcon, not for a kpop concert. I wanted to come for a swc.
Taemin: Today is the last day of the North America show so let’s fire it up!
Taemin: We had a lot of good meals to eat. Key: We had In n Out
Key:This is real guys. You are not watching youtube right now.
Jonghyun: You are so passionate today. We thought deeply how we should show you our performance this time. I’m honored that you are the last audience that we are performing to.
Interpreter: you guys are very passionate today. Taemin (in English): you guys are… very… passionate today
Jinki: the louder your cheers, the better we are! Crowd: *loses their shit*
Taemin: We will do our best until the end of the show today
Jonghyun: We are going back to Korea tomorrow.. so sad. Taemin learned so much english.
Minho: I really miss LA.. actually today, i watched NBA. Actually i’m.. lakers fan.. my favorite basketball player is Kobe Bryant… but today lakers dont have a game.. but i watched la clippers… but they lose.. today i ate hotdog and in n out… SHINee like In n Out
Key said Minhos jersey was $300 and Minho said “shhh the price is secret” lol
Key was trying to recall some lyrics from LaLa land to sing but was having trouble so Minho said “are you ok?” cr: yitaem
Key told us not to miss the power Ranger movie cr: yitaem
they were talking about the movie la la land and key and minho were trying to copy the poses from the movie poster. before that minho was talking about basketball and key was like “i know nothing about basketball so what did you do today”
Minho just dabbed and now MinKey are making silly poses together pfffft cr: keyoemi
MINHO: *talks about sports*
Key: “I don’t know what your talking about anyways what did you eat today”
😂😂😂😂 cr: ontaekey_
Key: What were you guys talking about? Taemin: Why you come hurry.
Key: what were you guys talking about? Taemin (in English): why you.. come.. hurry. Please call.. your friend.. minho
Jinki: I would like to come back to see you again. its only 13 hours
Taemin:The reason i like LA so much is because the weather is so great. I hope i could come back again to see you all. thank you
Jonghyun: Thank you so much for cheering us on. it was all thanks to you that we could finish so well.
Interpreter:let’s take a picture! Taemin (in English): let’s take a picture! Taemin (in korean): let’s take a picture outside!
Taemin doing an impression of Key Taemin: ARE YOU GUYS HAVING FUN TONIGHT???
then hides face behind hood
Jinki: Please put it down (the banners) so we can see your face Minho: 1, 2, 3 CHEESEuu~
Carrying pepper spray without proper training is dangerous in and of itself due to the fact that if you don’t know how to use it you can be effectively giving your attacker a weapon to use against you (same goes for if you’re carrying a knife and aren’t trained on how to use it)
But if you MUST carry pepper spray DO NOT KEEP IT ON YOUR KEYS because if and when your attacker grabs it from you they will effectively have obtained your car and entrance to your home and your student ID and whatever else you keep on your keys.
Also you make it 10x easier for your attacker to grab your pepper spray from you if it’s attached to a lanyard.
(It’s finally here. This one took me longer because I was trying to make it just right. Please enjoy)
She walked down the hall towards the light and the music. (y/n) walked into raphaels gym. Different colored mats lined the floor. She could tell all of them had been used by the duct tape and patches on top of them. Raphael was bench pressing, faster and with more weights then she had ever seen before.
“Raph!” She tried yelling over the music. Her tiny voice was drowned out my the thunderous bass. Raphael stood up and wiped sweat off of his brow with a towel that was already drenched. He threw it into a huge pile of towels he had accumulated by working out non stop since the morning. He turned down the music.
“Why do you smell like that?” He asked, begrudgingly.
“I’m not really sure what you mean?” (y/n) replied.
“You should leave.” He said, ignoring her. “It’s late.” She looked at the clock on his stereo. It was almost two in the morning.
“It’s too late to leave by myself.” She looked down. Raphael just seemed angrier then usual. He walked up to her, wanting to smell more of whatever it was she was emitting. He inhaled deeply.
“You really do smell different.” He eyed her suspiciously. “Even from when you first got here.” She blushed, suspecting that he could smell his brothers on her. He walked towards her as she backed up. Oh fuck, she thought. It’s because she had left her underwear in Donatello’s lab. He can smell my vagina. She laughed awkwardly.
“Hey maybe it’s because I took a shower?” She lied.
“Why isn’t your hair wet?” He asked. He continued to walk towards her as (y/n) walked backwards.
“Are you accusing me of something?” She asked “or what’s happening here?” Her back hit the wall, her palms resting on the brick. She smiled awkwardly, trying to diffuse the situation.
“I just like it is all.” She felt like her entire face was on fire.
“Oh thanks.” She said. “I think.” Raphael laid his forearm near her head, against the wall.
“So why’d you come in here anyways?” His face changed from a growl to sexy smirk. (Y/N) face was still ablaze from embarrassment.
“You and Michelangelo are the only ones left-” she cut herself off. “I mean awake.”
“Oh yeah?” He kept on smirking. “Then why’d you come see me instead of him?” He pushed himself towards her. She inched as far back as she could. She was so nervous. Even though she had done this with Donnie and Leo already, Raph was his own turtle. It felt different every time. Raphael like REALLY knew how to make her blush. That deep, gritty voice had her knees shaking. He leaned in like he was going to kiss her and pulled away right before he touched her lips. He cleared his throat and turned around.
“So what?” He asked casually. “No boyfriend up there gonna miss ya?” (y/n) was startled by his actions. She shook herself out of shock.
“Nope I’m kind of a weird person.” She tried explaining her quirky personality the best she could. Raphael scoffed.
“You’re weird? Look at me!” She WAS looking at him. His muscles throbbing, threatening to burst through his clothes with every heaving breath.
“I am.” She said sensually. He widened his eyes in surprise. She snapped out of her daze. (Y/N) ran to his wrestling mats. “Hey let’s spar raph!” She exclaimed, her eyes eager to try. He laughed.
“I don’t want to hurt you, shorty.” He sauntered over to her. She swung her fists a couple of times.
“You know what I think?” She asked bouncing around him. “I think your scared of me.” He rolled his eyes and smiled.
“Oh yeah?” He started tickling her. (Y/N) started laughing.
“Raphael!” She screamed with tears coming out of her eyes. “That’s not fair!” She squirmed onto the floor, with Raphael chasing after her. Pop music still softly played through the stereo in the background.
“Well i never thought I would be playing this type of music live,” the radio announcer boomed through the speakers. “But Hamilton is a huge broadway hit!” He exclaimed. “Enjoy ‘Say no to this’ by Broadway’s orignal Hamilton cast.” Raphael and (Y/N) looked at each other, knowing what was going to happen next. They stared at each other’s eyes, slowly inching towards each other’s faces. Raphael kissed her almost questioningly, as if he was scared at any moment she would pull away and be disgusted with him. But she didn’t. She kept kissing him back, using her fingers to trace the pattern on his plastron. His hands traveled down her body, landing on her thighs. Raphaels dick was poking at her through his gym shorts already. He rubbed himself against her soaking wet pussy, making the fabric feel even thinner.
“Who’s going to give it to you shorty?” He asked, slyly.
“You, baby.” She replied, kicking his shorts off with her feet. He growled at her, ready for more. He nibbled and sucked on her neck, only releasing her when she moaned. “Oh my god Raphael.” His name came out like honey through her lips. Raphael couldn’t hold back any longer. He ripped open her shirt, only to be stopped by her bra.
“Can I rip this one too?” He asked.
“You can try.” She taunted. He peeled her bra off like a sticker. She admired his strength, running her hands up and down his 40 inch biceps. He nuzzled her breasts, tugging and licking at her nipples. He looked up at her before entering her slowly, he tried to tell himself not to go all the way in but she bucked her hips forward and accepted his cock into her body completely. (Y/N) stifled a scream.
“Let the world know shorty.” He said, arrogantly. “I’m making you feel this way, no one else.” He cupped her ass, coercing her body to engulf him again and again. (Y/N) bit his neck trying to focus on anything else but screaming in pure euphoric pleasure. Raphael moaned. He plunged himself deep inside of her, enjoying it more every time. She pulled him to her mouth. They battled with their tongues. Raphael groaned. He wanted her tongue to dance in his mouth for ever. She pulled away only to slurp away at his neck
“Cum for me shorty.” He whispered. She gripped onto his biceps firmly. (Y/n)’s body tensed up as he hit her g spot repeatedly.
“Oh yes Raph, right there.” She whimpered. He watched her eyes roll into the back of her head as body convulsed in pleasure. He pulled his cock out, cumming on her stomach. She watched pleasure fill his eyes.
“Oh fuck.” He groaned. He flopped onto his side, laying his head on his arm. They both relaxed a little before (Y/N) broke the silence.
“Should we tell anyone about this?” She asked him. He furrowed his brow bone. “Not that I’m ashamed or anything,” she said quickly. “I just feel like we don’t really know what just happened.”
“I guess you’re right.” he said. Leaving his eyes closed. They were heavy, and after that work out he was finally ready for sleep.