he has such a beautiful mouth

The Skeletons’ Hidden and Useless Talents

I’m bored, sue me.


Undertale

Sans-

  • Is able to decipher any sort of messy handwriting. Like, any and every sort of unreadable chicken scratch.
  • Can spin a pen like a pro.
  • Once won a staring contest with a statue.

Paps-

  • Can make origami out of money and and golly, its beautiful.
  • Moonwalks like a boss.
  • Is able to recite the alphabet backwards in four seconds flat.

Underfell

Red-

  • Has incredible spitting accuracy. It really adds to the whole bad boy scary vibe.
  • Can lick both elbows at the same time???
  • Will fit his fist in his mouth if you ask nicely.

Edge-

  • Won’t admit it, but he’s knows how to play a couple of songs on the recorder with his left eye socket. Only the left one, though.
  • The Knife Game is his jam. (he scares the shit out of his brother)
  • His whistling will bust the eardrums of anyone who listens.

Underswap

Blueberry-

  • Is insanely talented at rock-paper-scissors. Your pride = Kablammo
  • Can tie/untie any and every knot out there. Impossible knot? I think (k)not!!
  • Stealth skills are surprisingly on point.

Stretch-

  • Can type 144 words a minute. (do my english homework, pls)
  • Is able to recite the first 34 numbers of pi by heart.
  • Has drawn a perfect circle before, will do it again if need be.

Swapfell

Blackberry-

  • Is able to rap Fergalicious in its entirety with no slip ups or stutters.
  • The master of UNO right here.
  • Sneezes with such force that it could break glass.

Rus-

  • Is able to notice the slightest of changes in people. Its impossible to lie to this beanstalk.
  • Can growl like a damn ferocious dog. Scary party trick, but nonetheless a party trick. (Puppyrus much??)
  •  Makes the best shadow puppets.

you know what would have been great? if ron got sorted into slytherin.

imagine– we have this kid on the train, the first friend harry meets, with his corned beef sandwiches and smudged nose. ron is eleven years old and he wants gryffindor, because he’s a weasley and that’s what always happens. but it doesn’t happen.

what a way to redeem slytherin house– or, god, at least complicate it. because ron is petty. he is mean and sharp and ambitious and jealous– and he is loyal to the ends of the earth. he is all those things, and he is and always has been good.

potter becomes before weasley in the alphabet, so harry says not slytherin please and gets told might as well be gryffindor. percy and fred and george are all sitting there in red and gold, ruffling the already-ruffled hair of the boy who lived, smug, and then ron sits down and the hat spits out slytherin!

c'mon it’d be fun. just imagine–

  • the weasleys freaking out– but even that first christmas molly sends him a sweater in beautiful green and silver.

  • snape taking points from gryffindor when ron breaks rules or mouths off. “i’m in your house.” “hm, couldn’t tell which weasley it was…” /drifts away

  • sitting with harry in potions and in flying– whatever classes they happen to share. meeting up to study. scarfing down their breakfasts at separate tables so they can go hang out in the empty classrooms before the day starts. hermione reads while they play exploding snap.
    • the trio signing up for all the same electives third year. this friendship being something they earn and work for; not just the one that looked easiest. (not to bash canon ron&harry, the bros to end all bros, but by putting this very obvious obstacle between them– it makes it that much clearer to the reader that this is a love worth fighting for, because they’re fighting for it).
    • ron being jealous that harry and hermione get to share this house, this home, these hours, while he’s stuck with malfoy and parkinson and goyle– because that would eat him up some days, some months, this insecure kid who’s been the last at everything all his life. this kid who always leaves and always comes back.

  • ron, who constantly compares himself to his brothers– not as smart, not as popular, not as good. one more nail in that coffin, here, yeah? he’s not a prefect, not a quidditch star, not a troublemaker– and even when he becomes those things, someone else has always gotten there first
    • well, i guess he got to this house first at least

  • ron still snaps at snape in potions, after hermione’s been ignored three times, “you know, sir, i think hermione might know the answer.” he still pulls the bars off harry’s window with a stolen, flying car. he still shows harry around the burrow shyly, not knowing what a wonder a warm home is. he still stands up in the shrieking shack as best as he can with a broken leg and tells a mass murderer that if he wants harry he’ll have to go through him first. 
    • ron weasley is a lot of things, but one of them is absolutely a true friend.

  • in their second year:
    • when everyone calls harry the heir, they eye ron at his side and sniff.
    • when hermione lays petrified in the medical ward, ron sits at her side and reads her homework assignments aloud and thinks my house this was my house
    • when ron hugs ginny’s damp, shaking frame after the chamber, ron says sorry and sorry and are you okay and i’m so sorry and ginny calls him an idiot.

  • the trio spends more time in the library with hermione, since ron can’t come to gryffindor tower to study, and homework remains a thing that has to happen. fred and george constantly try to sneak him into the tower anyway. 
    • “c'mon, ronnykins, you belong here, you deserve it, no one’s gonna fuss, it’s your BIRTHRIGHT,” and ron fusses and rolls his eyes at them
    • and then in fourth year in one of those periods where he’s not talking to harry and harry’s not talking to him– he just snaps at the twins
      • because it’s not, alright?
      • not his birthright, not his house, and maybe no one would fuss if he snuck in, maybe no one would care, and that makes it worse not better, because then he’s just that weasley who should’ve been gryffindor
      • and isn’t
    • (and harry overhears this caterwauling, feels his heart fall to his toes, and goes and awkwardly asks ron if he wants to go a few laps on his firebolt). 
    • (because, god, harry-the-chosen-one, harry-in-the-cupboard-under-the-stairs, harry-who’ll-save-us-all– he knows what it’s like to have should have beens on your shoulders, and he knows what it’s like to not be wanted).

  • ron cheers for gryffindor during quidditch matches in those first few years, and sits with hagrid and hermione and neville. harry’s seeker, and fred and george are beaters, and ginny becomes chaser eventually, and honestly screw the slytherin team. they have each and every one of them said disparaging things about ron’s mother.
    • harry and hermione badger ron into trying out for keeper fourth year; he and harry have been practicing on the quidditch pitch because its a non-library-shaped place to hang out where both of them are allowed. ron makes the slytherin roster, and malfoy grudgingly provides ron a team broom after the captain chews him out for a bit.
      • “he may be a weasley, but he’s our keeper, don’t you want to win, draco”
    • but the sort of things they spit in the locker room, the words the players hiss or snigger, the slurs that come easy to their tongues– ron would like to say that he considered just walking out of the cesspit, but instead he snipes and sasses and shouts and sometimes tries to spell slugs at the worst of them. 
      • it doesn’t do much, that one irritated voice of protest– except that it does. and he’s got a new (hand-me-down) wand, after the gilderoy fiasco, so the slugs even come out the right end.
    • fred gives him a black eye with a bludger one time (though ron does manage to block the quaffle) and molly sends a howler to gryffindor table with the morning post. (“RON DID YOU TATTLE”) (“IT WAS CLEARLY PERCY, FRED, SIT DOWN”)
      • (the weasleys often have family conversations across the great hall, with hufflepuffs and ravenclaws covering their ears long-sufferingly between them)

  • in the lake, it’s still ron hanging there in the water, still and bloated. it’s still harry’s heart that stutters in his chest, for all it’s just a game, just a game, just a game, right?

  • ron listens hard and tries to talk himself out of fist fights, all that next year in the slytherin common room as they read aloud rita skeeter articles.

  • when hermione calls dumbledore’s army to its first session in that pub, there are green scarves in that crowd– ron and one of the beaters who ron’s gotten to help glare to rest of the slytherin quidditch team into submission.

  • ron beats draco to being prefect (i think i remember it was dumbledore and not mcgonagall who seemed to award prefect status– snape doesn ’t get a say).
    • percy is SO PROUD, as usual, but so are fred and george. “did you see the little malfoy git? green with shame, my god.”

  • when harry has the dream about sirius, ron isn’t there to wake. but when draco’s pulled out of bed to be a professional bully– er, i mean inquisitorial squad member– ron follows at a careful distance and curses draco from behind. 
    • they ride thestrals over london. harry finds the prophecy and ron thinks about the sorts of things that get decided at your birth.  
    • sirius black was a son of slytherin who had a lion living in his chest that he couldn’t hide away. 
    • ron was meant to be gryffindor, and through a haze of injury and fear he watches sirius die just out of harry’s reach.

  • just imagine: ron with his temper and his sharp words and his fierce loyalty. ron who looks into the mirror of erised and sees house cups and prefect badges and ambitions earned– he could belong in slytherin. there is nothing wrong with wanting things, and he wants them so bad.

  • there are so many reasons to fight a war, and so many ways. harry and his sacrifices, his loving resignation. hermione’s good right hook and bottomless bag of supplies. luna, brilliant and a bit batty. lee jordan’s radio and mcgonagall’s burning patience and brittle, certain bones.

  • just imagine: when the last battle comes, there is a slytherin on the field who is not snape.

  • when draco and his parents walk away, in that last battle, ron–
    • who slept in the same dormitory as the boy for six years
    • who heard draco’s nightmares and saw him paling and desperate all sixth year
    • who is as pureblooded as lucius’s spoiled whelp
    • who remembers grimacing at the thought of squibs
    • who has known magic all his life
    • who spotted draco penning letters home to his mother every sunday and hiding them when the other boys could see–
    • ron sees them going.
      • he sounds no alarms. he says no farewells.
      • he turns back to his friends, and his fight, and lets them be.

  • just imagine: when harry kneels on the train platform and his second son asks him “but what if i get sorted slytherin, dad?” harry can say, “the bravest man i ever knew was in slytherin house. whatever you are, wherever you go, we’re going to be so proud of you." 
    • and they can both gaze over to where ron is squawking beside his daughter’s trolley of luggage because crookshanks (who will live to be forty eight million years old) has latched onto his shins with a violent fondness.
The Most Beautiful Man In The World, Who Lives In My Building And Only Ever Sees Me When I Look Disgusting

The Most Beautiful Man In The World lives in my building. i don’t know his name. we met on a bus, when i smiled WAY too brightly at him for strangers because, honest to god, my whole heart lit up in a way that made me think, “oh, i must know that guy!!” no. i didn’t. he’s just The Most Beautiful Man In The World.

what does The Most Beautiful Man In The World look like? i will tell you:

  • like the way the sun spills over water at dusk
  • like the way food smells when you’re hungry
  • like the sound angels make when they’re doing folk covers of pop songs on their heavenly harps
  • and also kind of like the guy who played Chad in “high school musical,” if the guy who played Chad in “high school musical” was the most beautiful man in the world.

i tell you this not only to brag that i live in the same apartment complex as The Most Beautiful Man In The World but also because i want to know WHY, if there even IS A GOD, every single time i run into The Most Beautiful Man In The World i look like a LITERAL DUMPSTER TROLL that has just CRAWLED OUT OF ITS GARBAGE HOUSE in search of FREE WIFI AND A SLURPEE. i want to know why i can never just BE COOL with The Most Beautiful Man In The World when we ride the elevator together, which is!!!! kind of often!!!!!

DID YOU GUYS KNOW that sometimes i look nice?? sometimes i actually look like a FUNCTIONING ADULT!!! sometimes i would go so far as to say i am an ATTRACTIVE INDIVIDUAL!!!!! 

you know who DOESN’T know any of that???

THE MOST BEAUTIFUL MAN IN THE WORLD, WHO LIVES IN MY BUILDING!!!

here’s a quick rundown of the last few times i ran into The Most Beautiful Man In The World:

  • i was wearing a maxi dress i had very cleverly biked home in, without a helmet* (*don’t try that at home, kids), in the VERY HOT AFTERNOON SUN, so i was a GROSS SWEAT MONSTER but without any OBVIOUS INDICATOR that there was a normal reason for it, and i couldn’t stand to look at him so i just glared at my phone while he probably wondered, alarmed, whether i was fleeing the scene of a crime
  • i was wearing a white shirt that i had not SECONDS before spilled salsa ALL OVER in a big red stain right down the front like a KINDERGARTNER
  • i was carrying two armfuls of ENORMOUS bags of popcorn with a three musketeers bar literally in my mouth and he overheard me say through my stuffed candy cheeks to my doorman, “oh, no, i’m not having a party, this is literally all for me”
  • i dropped my backpack while opening my mail and said to it, defeatedly, “why? why did you do that when i explicitly told you not to? do you like being on the floor?” 
  • i fell into and then off of the elevator

why??? why does this happen??? what vengeful god has orchestrated it so the ONLY TIMES i ever run into The Most Beautiful Man In The World are when i could easily be mistaken for a child’s doll that has been put through the wash by accident, or a dollar bill that has been stained by years of being in people’s sweaty palms, or a mop with eyes???

whatever. everything costs money and everyone you love disappoints you. Mop Eyes out.

episode one :: Yuuri Katsuki is the most beautiful disaster that Victor has ever met in his entire life, and Victor has built his empire on beautiful disasters.



Victor isn’t sure he knows what he’s doing anymore by the time casting rolls around for season 22 of The Bachelor.  Okay, he knows what he’s doing, but it’s all autopilot.  He’s got a dossier of Chip Vanderbones and Tad Hardbeefs to look at, but is almost resigned enough to just give into Lilia and Yakov’s suggestion to cast Georgi Popovich, notorious histrionic Bachelorette season 10 runner-up, as this season’s lead out of sheer notgivingafuckness.  At this point Victor isn’t even sure whether he really wants to be in this game at all anymore, but what the hell else he would do besides sleep for a thousand years if he retired before thirty?  

And then Phichit Chulanont comes into his office to distract him during a conference call with Yakov to tell him a story about his friend who just crashed and burned at the Figure Skating Grand Prix Finals, and everything click click clicks into place: redemption narrative.  Twenty young men are going for the gold, but only one can win the heart of Yuuri Katsuki– he can hear the promos, see the character arcs unfold, and the narratives rush through him like they’ve always lived inside him and it feels–exciting.  

“Phichit,” Victor says suddenly, interrupting Phichit and grabbing him from across his desk.  “We have to get him.  He’s our next bachelor.”

“Oh my God,” Phichit replies, eyes widening, and then again, “Oh my God.

“Do you think you could get him?” Victor asks.  He’s seeing figure skating dates, thematic destination shoots in Chile and Finland and Iceland, “The Bachelor: Love on Ice” title screen flashing over two champagne glasses on the lip of an outdoor hot tub.  

“Do I think I can get him,” Phichit repeats dismissively, looking the closest to offended that Victor has ever seen him.  “What do you think you hired me for, Nikiforov.”

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“Lemonade” poetry bits

Intuition

I tried to make a home outta you.
But doors lead to trapdoors. A stairway leads to nothing.
Unknown women wander the hallways at night.
Where do you go when you go quiet?
You remind me of my father, a magician. Able to exist in two places at once.
In the tradition of men in my blood you come home at 3AM and lie to me.
What are you hiding? The past, and the future merge to meet us here.
What luck. What a fucking curse.


Denial

I tried to change.
Closed my mouth more.
Tried to be soft, prettier.
Less…awake.

Fasted for 60 days.
Wore white.
Abstained from mirrors.
Abstained from sex.
Slowly did not speak another word.

In that time my hair grew past my ankles.
I slept on a mat on the floor.
I swallowed a sword.
I levitated… into the basement, I confessed my sins and was baptized in a river.
Got on my knees and said, “Amen.” And said I mean. I whipped my own back and asked for dominion at your feet.
I threw myself into a volcano.
I drank the blood and drank the wine.
I sat alone and begged and bent at the waist for God.
I crossed myself and thought… I saw the devil.
I grew thickened skin on my feet.
I bathed…in bleach and plugged my menses with pages from the Holy Book.
But still inside me coiled deep was the need to know.
Are you cheating? Are you cheating on me?


Anger

If this what you truly want.
I can wear her skin…over mine.
Her hair, over mine.
Her hands as gloves.
Her teeth as confetti.
Her scalp, a cap.
Her sternum, my bedazzled cane.
We can pose for a photograph.
All three of us, immortalized.
You and your perfect girl.

I don’t know when love became elusive.
What I know is no one I know has it.
My father’s arms around my mother’s neck.
Fruit too ripe to eat.

I think of lovers as trees…
…growing to and from one another.
Searching for the same light.
Why can’t you see me? Why can’t you see me? (Why can’t you) Why can’t you see me? Everyone else can.


Apathy

So what are you gonna say at my funeral now that you’ve killed me?

Here lies the body of the love of my life, whose heart I broke without a gun to my head. Here lies the mother of my children both living and dead. Rest in peace, my true love, who I took for granted, most bomb pussy, who because of me, sleep evaded. Her shroud is loneliness.

Her God was listening.
Her heaven would be a love without betrayal.
Ashes to ashes…dust to side chicks.


Emptiness

She sleeps all day…dreams of you in both worlds.

Tills the blood in and out of uterus. Wakes up smelling of zinc.
Grief, sedated by orgasm.
Orgasm heightened by grief.
God was in the room when the man said to the woman, “I love you so much. Wrap your legs around me and pull me in, pull me in, pull me in.”
Sometimes when he’d have her nipple in his mouth, she’d whisper, “Oh my God.” That, too, is a form of worship.
Her hips grind pestle and mortar, cinnamon and cloves, whenever he pulls out.

Loss.
Dear moon, we blame you for floods…for the flush of blood…for men who are also wolves. We blame you for the night, for the dark, for the ghosts.

Every fear…
Every nightmare…anyone has ever had.


Accountability

You find the black tube inside her beauty case.
Where she keeps your father’s old prison letters.
You desperately want to look like her.
You look nothing like your mother.
You look everything like your mother.
Film star, beauty.
How to wear your mother’s lipstick.
You go to the bathroom to apply the lipstick.
Somewhere no one can find you.
You must wear it like she wears disappointment on her face.
Your mother is a woman.
And women like her can not be contained.

Mother dearest, let me inherit the Earth.
Teach me how to make him beg.
Let me make up for the years he made you wait.
Did he bend your reflection?
Did he make you forget your own name?
Did he convince you he was a God?
Did you get on your knees daily?
Do his eyes close like doors?
Are you a slave to the back of his head?
Am I talking about your husband or your father?


Reformation

He bathes me…
…until I forget their names…and faces.
I ask him to look me in the eye when I come…home.
Why do you deny yourself heaven?
Why do you consider yourself undeserving?
Why are you afraid of love? You think it’s not possible for someone like you.
But you are the love of my life…love of my life…the love of my life…the love of my life.


Forgiveness

Baptize me…
…now that reconciliation is possible.
If we’re gonna heal, let it be glorious.
One thousand girls raise their arms.

Do you remember being born?

Are you thankful?
Are the hips that cracked…
…the deep velvet of your mother…
…and her mother…
…and her mother?
There is a curse that will be broken.


Resurrection

You are terrifying…
…and strange…
…and beautiful.


Hope

The nail technician pushes my cuticles back…
…turns my hand over, stretches the skin on my palm and says:
“I see your daughters, and their daughters.”
That night in a dream the first girl emerges from a slit in my stomach.
The scar heals into a smile.
The man I love pulls the stitches out with his fingernails.
We leave black sutures curling on the side of the bath.
I wake as the second girl crawls headfirst up my throat.
A flower blossoming out of the hole in my face.


Redemption

Take one pint of water, add a half pound of sugar, the juice of eight lemons…
…the zest of half lemon.
Pour the water from one jug, then into the other, several times.
Strain through a clean napkin.

Grandmother, the alchemist.
You spun gold out of this hard life.
Conjured beauty from the things left behind.
Found healing where it did not live.
Discovered the antidote in your own kitchen.
Broke the curse with your own two hands.
You passed these instructions down to your daughter.
Who then passed it down to her daughter.

My grandma said, nothing real can be threatened.
True love brought salvation back into me.
With every tear came redemption.
And my torturer became my remedy.

So we’re gonna heal, we’re gonna start again.
You’ve brought the orchestra.
Synchronized swimmers, you are the magician.
Pull me back together again the way you cut me in half.
Make the woman in doubt disappear.
Pull the sorrow from between my legs like silk, knot after knot after knot.
The audience applauds…
…but we can’t hear them.


Warsan Shire

you know, i like to think of those times when isak and even eat lunch together in the cafeteria and then they have afternoon classes, and isak has biology and he always arrives earlier so he can go over his readings, the room is empty and it’s easier to concentrate. and isak sits right there at the back of the class, next to the window. and even sits by the window as isak takes out a textbook from his backpack. and it’s spring and it’s a sunny day and even looks outside and thinks of what they could do after class. go for a walk, go to the park maybe. because yes, even loves swings and once he grabbed isak’s hand and told him, “we’re going swinging” and isak whined but still followed him, smiled when even sat on the swing and said “let’s go!” as he slowly started to rock back and forth. and maybe they’ll grab burgers and eat them on a bench outside, and even will take off the ketchup on the corner of isak’s lips with one of his fries, grin at him before shoving it in his mouth. today is bright and beautiful, and even thinks it has that in common with isak 

and even turns around and looks at isak, his feet barely dangling above the floor, and he tells him “come here” and isak is still looking down at his textbook, and he’s got a small smile on his face as he says “hold on, i’m done with this section in a minute”. and when he is, he stands up and rests his hands on even’s thighs, settles between them. and even strokes isak’s nose with his, his mouth ghosting over isak’s and isak’s hands go up and up until they’re gently grabbing even’s face. and their lips touch as students come in, and then sana arrives and sits at her seat, the one next to isak’s and she’s clearing her throat, twice, and that’s when isak finally turns around, a slightly annoyed look on his face until he notices that it’s sana

and isak and even both say hey, smile on their face and in their voice and sana asks even how he’s doing today, and he tells her he’s doing well. and isak asks “don’t you wanna know how i, the best biology partner you’ll ever have, am doing?” and sana shakes her head and says “we have the whole class ahead of us isak, but even has to go because class starts in…” she looks at her watch and adds “four minutes” and even’s eyes widen a little and he grabs his backpack and he kisses isak’s cheek quickly and tells sana “it was nice seeing you sana, have a nice day. let’s all grab lunch together soon, okay?” and sana smiles and nods. and even is out of the classroom. and looking at sana as she opens her notebook, isak feels thankful to have her as a friend. and when he quickly glances outside the window right before class starts, he also thinks that it’s a bright and beautiful day today, and that he can’t wait to spend the rest of it with even

All It Takes

Bucky x Reader

Summary: Based off THIS post of mine, which surprisingly got 1.8k notes aha, and just bc I love imagining Bucky jerkin’ off with his metal arm.

Word Count: 800-ish  | Rating: R [NSFW]

Warnings: SMUT. Masturbation, one nsfw gif

A/N: I’m still on a break. I was just a wee bit horny

Oh look, it’s 12.54 am. That means its my favorite soldier’s birthday!!! Happy Birthday, Bucky Barnes. Congratulations on surviving on this planet for a whole damn century.

I love Bucky to death. ❤

P.S. sorry if there are any typos, i wrote this on my phone

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*gifs are not mine!

It’s simply just the sexual tension between you and Bucky that gets him hard as rock in literally less than a minute. And he has to get himself off, before he loses control over his actions. Your images flash across his mind, immediately ceasing any activity he previously tried focusing on.

Just the thought of you, your body, the way you’d bite your bottom lip - purposely or not - is enough to turn him on.

That’s what makes it so difficult for him to be around you. He’d think of kissing you, leaving you breathless, take his time with you all night long, leave you on the edge every time, just to enjoy see you fall apart, make him do things to you in bed, you’d never forget.

But that’s all he could do, imagine. Because he’s far too much of a chicken to actually admit his damned feelings for you.

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Little first moments between the Inquisitor and their love interest that it makes my heart happy to think about:

- The first time Cassandra finds he’s left something for her, a rose lying across her favourite book or a little message scrawled on a piece of parchment cut into the shape of a heart, and realises that the flowers and the candles and the moonlit glade weren’t a one-time thing, this is going to be forever. The first time she picks up the gift and holds it close, knowing it’s not just a gift but a promise that he’s always going to make her feel like one of those women from her books, always going to see the woman inside the armour.

- The first time Blackwall wakes up beside her after she learns the truth, and remembers that he’s not hiding anything from her anymore, she knows exactly who he is and what he’s done and she’s still right here in his arms. The first time he looks at her lying there, and feels tears of a kind he’s not familiar with sting his eyes, tears charged by joy, and at last there’s no burning pang of guilt and grief clawing at his insides - because she knows, and she still chose him, and he can just look at her and be happy.

- The first time Bull slips off his eyepatch, feeling… not awkward, exactly, just very aware that this is the first time his kadan has seen him without it, that so, so few people have ever seen his face just as it is. The first time his lover smiles at him and reaches up and takes his face into their hands, traces the jagged lines of his scars with gentle fingers and presses their lips against them, and murmurs to him that he’s beautiful (and hot, of course).

- The first time Dorian kisses the Inquisitor in a street or in the throne room or in the courtyard, where everyone can see, and his smug grin has a touch of wonder behind it because yes, they can do this, they can show what they feel in front of the entire world and no one is going to come up to them and wrench them apart. The first time he glances at the people who’ve seen them and realises that some of them are even smiling to see them together, that the people around them want them to be happy.

- The first time Solas looks at her and realises with a jolt that he’s stopped seeing the vallaslin, that the silent voice inside him has stopped screaming about the wrongness of it every time he sees her, that while he still wishes it were gone, her face has become the most important thing. The first time that the way she smiles and the warmth in her eyes seem to outshine the marks of her slavery and ignorance, and he aches to think of all she doesn’t know, but she is so beautiful, so beautiful.

- The first time Sera hears the Inquisitor call something shite or frigging and stands frozen for a moment, her grin too wide for her face, because her girlfriend’s speaking like her, those are her words coming from the mouth of the woman she loves. The first time she realises that she’s become a part of the Inquisitor, part of the way she speaks and thinks and lives, and feels joy sweep through her because the Inquisitor is part of her, too, always will be.

- The first time Cullen goes through a whole day with no feverish longing, no shaking, no sick feeling in his stomach, and he knows the battle isn’t over and that all the pain could come back tomorrow, but right now he can look at the Inquisitor and think, this is what the rest of our life could be like. The first time he can really picture long nights and longer mornings beside her with no nightmares and restless sleep, years ahead of listening to her laugh, and he almost cries from the terrifying beauty of it.

- The first time Josephine pens a letter to her family and then stops and stares at what she’s written, because she’s told them all about the Inquisitor and how she hopes to introduce them some day, and just like that it seems so official, it’s set down in ink on parchment that she wants the Inquisitor to be part of her future. The first time she gazes at the letter in awe, because it suddenly seems to be the most precious thing in the world.

omgchulbulipandey  asked:

I feel like Derek must be legitimately confused when people don't find Stiles attractive. Like Scott will forever remain a mystery to him cuz SCOTT YOU GREW UP WITH HIM WHY DONT YOU WANNA HAVE SEX WITH HIM????

I kind of get the feeling Derek would be relieved more than anything no one has “taken Stiles off the market” before they can sort out their shit than anything else. 

Like, Derek is aware people find Stiles a lot to take (he knows he did, in the beginning) but he is also convinced the moment Stiles escapes to college he’s going to be scooped up by at least a dozen amazing people in his first year and he’ll have missed his chance for good, whatever his “chance” is supposed to be. Stiles is under appreciated in Beacon Hills and Derek sort of, maybe relies on that after he moves away; as he and Stiles grow closer, sending e-mails and postcards back and forth; as Derek realises, fuck, what he was sure would fade in time has only grown stronger. Because how could Derek possibly compare to someone who hasn’t got his emotional baggage? Someone without the tragic back story. Someone who can actually communicate with Stiles in a way he’s always needed, but never quite gotten. 

And Derek hates it, hates the first night Stiles kisses him, the day before his college graduation - tentative and scared - and his first thought is thank god no one ever saw in you what I see. It’s a pretty ugly thought but Derek is certain he never would have stood a chance otherwise. He doesn’t understand how people don’t think Stiles is a great catch, especially now he’s matured; is often baffled (and irrationally angry) whenever someone leaves Stiles’ bed after a one night stand that Stiles had hoped would be something more. He doesn’t get why people don’t fall in love with him the moment they get to know him, even if his sense of humour is astoundingly bad and makes Derek want to punch the nearest wall sometimes.  

He doesn’t get it because Stiles is beautiful. And not just in the way he stands or sleeps or smiles, but in the way he gestures erratically with his hands; in the way he makes those awful, inappropriate jokes at two in the afternoon as he shovels pie in his mouth and laughs, all by himself, despite every shitty thing that’s happened to him. He’s beautiful when he’s tired and sometimes when Derek watches him charge - scared but loyal to the end - at the next fucked up thing that comes their way, he has to remember to hide the fact he can’t fucking breathe beneath a well timed scowl. 

Stiles Stilinski is a mystery to Derek because he’s the most infuriating asshole he’s ever met, and yet if it turned out Stiles was some kind of supernatural creature with angel blood he wouldn’t be surprised because Stiles makes the darkness seem not only bearable, but beautiful. 

BTS reactions to your nudes

Requested by: @-happytbh-

A/N: this was so cute~ im super glad you requested this bb, i laughed, i cried… maybe i’m just sleep deprived, but enjoy my lovelies - Kaitlin


Seokjin:  Stunned. He’s just standing there gawking at his phone for what felt like hours, he didn’t care. He loves your body and never fails to tell you. He’s biting his lip and sending you dirty texts, trying to get more pictures from you until he can get home to see you ;)

Originally posted by jjilljj

Yoongi:  When he unlocks his phone and see a picture of you wearing nothing but his fave pair of panties, this giant smirk spreads across his face bc oHmyGod ur so nasty and hot and you’re all his. He wipes off that smirk and replaces it with a poker face so no one gets suspicious as to why he’s staring at his phone for so long

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

Hoseok: when his vision is blessed with your gorgeous bare ass he has to clamp a hand over his mouth to keep from groaning in awe. his first instinct is to run and show the guys at how beautiful his girlfriend is. But on second thought, that probably isn’t the best plan…

Originally posted by j-cypher

Namjoon: He lets his eyes linger on your photo, not caring who saw him staring. His gaze traveled from the swell of your chest down to your beautiful thighs, taking in everything in between. Once he’s had enough waiting, he’s on his way to see you *wink wonk*

Originally posted by glitchyoongi

Jimin: Chim thinks he’s so fucking rad. the hottest girl ever just sent him a jaw-dropping nude… of cOURSE he’s smug about it. But oh no… Hobi saw… he caught a peak at Jimin’s screen and now he’s all “hey… jimin… ;)))” and chims so flustered oh my god hobi’s gonna tell everybody and now you’re gonna h8 him

Originally posted by park-jimizzle

Taehyung: He would see a new message from you and this lil smile would tug his lips and he’d get all mushy. He clicks off his phone immediately after seeing your naked body, covered only by the new lace bra he just bought you. He’s biting his lips and trying to hold back the blush. he’s so excited to go home and take that bra off (probably with his teeth and with lots of giggles amirite?)

Originally posted by taesies

Jungkook: He sees your message and gets excited bc ur so fun he loves u so much. when he opens the message and see a picture of your bare chest hOLY SHIT HIS EYES ARE SO BIG. his hyungs are getting suspicious and want to know what kook’s so *heart eyes* for so they try and grab at his phone and look at it but Jeon is out. hes fucking gone. no way in hell they’re ever seeing this

Originally posted by exhoeluxionism

EVAK FANFICS RECS / PART 8

ONESHOTS:

  • Confess by eiqhties  
    Summary: In retrospect, it probably wasn’t something he should have said when Even had a toothbrush shoved in his mouth. 

  • jeg tror du ser søte by ufologies
    Summary: Isak has to get glasses for a bit and Even reacts to it.

  • Holy by i_once_wrote_a_dream
    Summary: childhood friends!au; It was a Wednesday when he first saw him. Isak thought he looked like one of his mama’s angels. 

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comprehensive analysis of sam & cap meeting for the first time
  • ‘oh hey look how fast i can run look how fast and cool i am look at me’
  • cap is wearing a t shirt 2 sizes 2 small that may as well be soaking wet come the fuck on cap put on some fucking clothes
  • i can’t hear anything steve is saying over his flexing
  • ‘what unit u with? where u work? what’s ur name? u got a boyfriend? where yo boyfriend at?’
  • flimsy excuse to hold hands (’oh help me up from this tree i’m so tired i can’t possibly get up by myself’)
  • sam immediately all ‘must be weird coming home after the whole defrosting thing’ like wow personal much? buy a guy a drink first
  • steve is like ‘uh ya it’s weird that’s personal buy a guy a drink first’ and goes to leave
  • sam: -anguished expression- oh god i fucked it up
  • sam:

damn it sam save it! save it! don’t let him go! -says the first thing that pops into his head-

  • steve like

‘what the fuck buy a guy several drinks first?’

  • sam: your bed, it’s too soft. when I was over there I’d sleep on the ground, use rocks for pillows, like a caveman.

steve:

  • what
  • sam: -explains what the fuck he’s talking about, beds are too soft, etc etc etc’
  • steve: ohhhh the marshmallow bed thing? ya i get that. fucking soft beds right haha -is apparently into the whole caveman thing-
  • sam: nice, saved it -high fives self-
  • steve: -demonstrates how Knowledgeable he is and how much Perspective he has and how Funny he can be’ we use to boil everything!!!!
  • steve literally sounds like one of those beauty queens having a question sprung on her that she didn’t expect
  • ‘Miss New York how does the world of today compare to the days of world war 2??? 30 seconds on the clock’
  • ‘no polio is good’
  • ….’no polio is good’….
  • ‘we used to boil everything!!!’
  • somehow sam is still cool with this. it’s probably bc steve has mouth-watering melon pecs
  • Sam Makes His Move

you can tell this is his Move. he tells this to all the ladies. there’s no way you can get someone listening to marvin gaye and not get laid instantaneously

  • steve doesn’t know what the fuck sam is talking about but this is a great excuse to show off his arms by pulling out his little notebook

are you looking at those arms sam?? bc i am

  • btw
  • this

this is the face of a man who is DTF

  • ‘Miss New York, what are the most significant historical events and cultural changes that have occurred since world war two?? 30 seconds on the clock’
  • ‘uhh…. I Love Lucy. Moon Landing. Berlin wall… up and down. Steve Jobs…. apple….???? Disco. Definitely. Thai food. Star Wars and Trek. Nirvana… I’m pretty sure that’s a band. Rocky and Rocky 2. And whatever this guy just told me. idk I’ll look it up on the Google later’
  • ‘all right Sam, duty calls. Thanks for the run…… if that’s what you want to call running.’
  • ‘Oh, that’s how it is??’
  • ‘Ohhh that’s how it is.’
  • this is better flirting than i have ever implemented in my nearly ten long years after hitting puberty
  • ‘Hey anytime you want to stop by my place of employment that I told you explicitly within minutes of meeting you but now I’m bringing up again to make sure you remember where I work and where to find me again, make out with me me look awesome in front of the girl at the front desk, just let me know’
  • Steve: hella B)
  • nat: -rolls up-
  • nat:

anonymous asked:

Consider this: soulmate au where a person has their soulmate's thoughts about them scribbled over their skin and changing over time (bonus points if it's Pynch) (also you're a wonderful writer)

Consider this: my death (raking in the bonus points) (also thank you so much!)

  • Part of the reason ronan is so angry is because he constantly has the word asshole written down his arms while everyone else has cute things like beautiful and honest and kind
  • adam isn’t much better off with loser scrawled down each finger like a tattoo exclaiming to everyone exactly what he is
  • over time something starts to appear on ronan’s jaw, becoming more and more clear each morning when he looks in the mirror.
  • eventually he manages to make it out: thoughtful
  • adam is also having problems of his own, causing him to constantly ball his hands into fists or pull his sleeves down over them in embarrassment
  • people are always trying to look at his hands now seeing as across the side of his neck it reads beautiful hands
  • by this time ronan is getting jealous of adam’s soulmate… he enjoyed admiring adam’s hands and now he can’t because adam is hyper-aware of anyone’s eyes on them
  • adam agrees that ronan is both thoughtful and an asshole and constantly watches people watching ronan, hoping to catch them out
  • one morning ronan wakes up feeling very insecure… beautiful mind just doesn’t feel right etched across his chest
  • a week later adam’s hands shake and tears blur his vision as he stares at the word independent repeated all the way down his left thigh
  • when they finally discover each other’s feelings… things get a whole lot more embarrassing.
  • ronan now has great in bed imprinted on the back of his neck like a brand of overexposure while adam has filthy mouth written over his collarbone (ronan like to kiss him here more than anywhere else)

anonymous asked:

whenever you have time hit us up with that +18 version. i'm a thirsty one lmao

Haha, here it is everyone! Sorry if it seems a bit rushed, but my content will only get better, trust me. 


Originally posted by fawnave

Kim Seokjin as your boyfriend (18+):

- sweet lover


- Loves your breasts


- Secretly likes when you leave scratch marks on his shoulders


- Quickies


- Moaner


- Knows exactly how to make you cum


- Likes to hold you by your thighs as he strokes you


- A master when it comes to fingering


- Hearing you Moan his name makes him more aggressive 


- A talker “you’re so wet jagiya”


- Always wants to cum together 


- Naked cuddles


- Won’t hesitate to go a second round 


- Surprisingly dominate


Originally posted by talk-me-down-troye

Min Yoongi as your boyfriend (18+): 

- choking kink


- Loves for you to ride him


- Gives feedback like, “that’s it baby, you’re so tight.”


- Loves for you to go down on him


- Black laced underwear will make him instantly hard 


- asks you to watch porn with him


- Always cums first


- But takes care of you REAL good 


- one word: TOYS


- always kisses the spot right in the middle of your chest 


- usually a bit lazy, but when he’s feeling extra excited, he’ll make you tap out


- Never give hints as to when he’s horny, fine one second, hard the next


- Heavy breather


Originally posted by aestheticpinkjoon

Kim Namjoon as your boyfriend (18+):

- heavy make out sessions


- Fingers you under the table in public 


- Rough sex when he’s had a frustrating day


- “When did you become so naughty, jagiya?”


- Loves to take you from behind


- Hair pulling


- Stares at your ass a lot


- Touches your boobs whenever he gives you a back hug 


- Not much of a moaner, a heavy breather


- Likes to tie your hands above you


- A huge ass tease


- Leaves passion marks on your inner thighs


- Quickies in bathrooms


- Prefers you to wear g-strings


- Ear nibbling drives him crazy 


- Loves when you send him sexy videos

Originally posted by huang-zitao

Jung Hoseok as your boyfriend (18+):

- gets super serious and focused when he’s hard


- Always makes you cum first


- 69


- Seeing your thighs drives him crazy 


- fucks hard


- Strokes always in rhythm 


- Sex maybe 4 days a week


- But that’s all you need because he wears you out


- “Jagiya you’re so beautiful like this.”


- Sex in the shower


- loves to have your legs wrapped around his waist 


- Takes hot photos of you


- Craves you


- Foreplay with him is enough to make you have the orgasm of your life


- hot phone sex

Originally posted by jimin-bts-trashs

Kim Taehyung as your boyfriend (18+):

- lip biting 


- Hates when you have clothes on in the bedroom 


- Light bdsm (tying up, whips)


- Has sex every where except the bed


- Likes to hear how much you’re aching for him 


- Teasing


- His voice gets 10x heavier when he’s horny


- “Jagiya, don’t cover your mouth, let me hear how much you want me.”


- Loves to suck your nipples


- Hates missionary position 


- A moaner


- Seeing you take his dick so well makes him cum quicker


- Once he’s turned on he’ll make sure you’re equally as turned on

Originally posted by nnochu

Park Jimin as your boyfriend (18+):

- Sex playlist 


- exploring each other’s bodies/finding your hotspots


- thigh riding


- Loves to dominate, and loves to be dominated


- When he’s dominating, he’s rough and likes to hear you moan his name


- When you’re dominating, he moans and whimpers, begging you not to stop


- Skilled tongue, Will go down on you for hours and leave you both satisfied 


-  Nipple pinching


- likes to work for it (teasing)


- knows exactly how to turn you on


- Sex in the bath tub


- Spontaneous sex


- So much stamina


- “Jagiya, I can’t get enough of you, you feel so good.”


- loves when you go down on him

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

Jeon Jungkook as your boyfriend (18+):

- thigh riding 


- Takes you from behind to watch your ass bounce with every stroke


- Can go for HOURS


- Rough af, but will be gentler if you ask


- “Tell me when you can’t take it anymore.”


- literally horny all day 


- Heavy breather


- Neck bites


- Spanking kink


- Prefers you with no underwear 


- Is initially shy, but once he gets comfortable, he’s a sex machine 


- Will kiss every inch of you


- Stares at your butt in public


- Loves to role play


- Can be a bit selfish in bed, but he’s so good you don’t mind



Alright my baby’s, that concludes the 18+ version of bts as your boyfriends! Send in your requests! The better the request, the sexier the reaction!

what it would be like to date Lim Changkyun/ I.m:

Originally posted by kihqun

  • Sass, lot of sass
  • The type to absent mindlessly run his thumb over the skin of the back of your hand when you’re sat together.
  • He plays with your hair, whether its short- he just fiddles with it or styles it crazily, give you a Mohawk.
  • If its long, he’ll plait awkwardly if he doesn’t know how to or stick it in pigtails because he claims that you “look cute” with a shrug, or maybe he will sit and twirl it around his finger.
  • If your hair is medium length (your ears or shoulders) then he’ll probably do the same with long hair.
  • His kisses are soft, playful
  • He boops your nose when you’re mad or annoyed.
  • When you’re sulking, he says to you “don’t smile or anything” or “don’t smile y/n” in a playful voice and you can’t help but smile.
  • He walks around doing weird ‘aeygo’
  • Sometimes it’s even in his boxers, prancing round like a raptor.
  • He’s serious, he has a resting bitch face when he spaces out.
  • He does the finger guns when he flirts
  • On your first date together, he took to you to a street food vendor because he said that they do the better food, he was right.
  • The amount of times you’ve caught him dancing of girl group songs is unreal.
  • You can hear him practice his raps while he showers, cooks or basically anything and he slays
  • One time, he bought hair gel from the supermarket and gelled his hair up right and kept it like that for the entire day.
  • Back hugs, he loves back hugs because when he does, he can lean into your and steal your warmth or vice versa.
  • He screams like a girl when you put your cold hands on his back when you’re hugging.
  • He’s serious af at first, but as soon as something he likes, meme is activated.
  • Sometimes he sticks his butt in your face when you’re not paying attention
  • He screams randomly, you could be sat there together just talking, reading or doing nothing at all and he’ll scream loudly and off key.
  • He’s always so extra
  • He stares at you; he doesn’t know that you know but he does
  • He doesn’t seem like the type to be sentimental about things but he kept the shirt you wore for bed that belongs to him, he kept the little notes you’ve written and he saves all the selfie he sends.
  • He complains that he doesn’t have any memory on his phone because of the pictures he has of you.
  • He loves waking up before you, so he can watch you sleep. You could have drool hanging out of your mouth and he would still find you beautiful.
  • He usually has the guys around and he doesn’t mind because you love it.
  • Shownu spends most of the time saying thank you and helping you, no matter how much you tell him its ok to be informal and treat you like a brother/sister
  • When he’s sick, or ill- he’s super clingy.
  • Even if he’s snotty with the cold, he still lays on you. Head on your chest, laid between your legs and a blanket wrapped around him.
  • He’s not always the happy and meme changkyun, he does have the days where he’s quieter, more reserved and when he’s in that frame of mind, he just wants to be around you.
  • You both have the comfortable silence. You both could be sat there doing your own thing and not feel the need to talk
  • When he texts, it’s usually something like this

“Do you wanna go??”

“Bring it”

“ON A DATE WITH ME?! OOOOOOOOOOOOOH YOU DO”

“I’m dating you, you egg”

  • He feeds you food when you’re being lazy and vice versa.
  • He boasts about breaking the camera at ISAC
  • His snapchats to you are mainly double chins or ugly faces
  • Whenever one of the other members joking flirts with you, he turns into an angry smurf
  • You could listen to him talk all day, you usually ask him complicated things so he has to explain it.
  • Late at nights when he can’t sleep, he’ll ‘accidentally’ wake you up and then when you can’t sleep again
  • He’ll do anything for a cuddle
  • He loves it when you wear his clothes
  • Randomly kiss his nose when he isn’t paying attention
  • Waggles his eyebrows at you when he suggests something sexy
  • He’s a soft lover
  • Passionate and pays most of his attention on you
  • He has throaty moans, melodic and deep
  • Sometimes he’s playful
  • Sometime he’s hot and intense
  • Muttering in your ears sweet things and kissing you everywhere.
  • Kissing along your jawline
  • He piggybacks you to the shower usually
  • Joins said showers

“Better for the environment to preserve water”

  • He catches food in his mouth, one time you were across the room throwing gummy bears at him and one was nowhere near him but he lunged to the right and caught it in his mouth.
  • Couple names, baby, babe, sweet, my love, what your preference is
  • He wears your socks
  • Whenever he has to go to work or go out etc, he kisses your forehead with his hand on the small of your shoulders and mutter a slightly sad goodbye
  • But hells text you whenever he can or ring you
  • Says “I love you” in the weirdest ways but he means it.

alicemad-hatter  asked:

Okay, so I've been wanting to get into KNK for the longest time, but like do you have anything that could like help me get to know the members and their positions etc.? Also what song would you recommend for a first time listener?

Hello my dear,

Welcome to the fandom! I am going to warn you that what you are doing is brave since you want me to corrupt you with KNK. *cracks knuckles*

dis is KNK in their professional format

And this is how KNK is like 90% of the time

Originally posted by thatcrazedgirlchuck

Things that happened in KNK:

  • ships… like endless ships (these dudes love each other)
  • endless screaming (i wish i was joking but no this is a known fact

  • their official fandom name is Tinkerbell due to the fact that these men are giants (average height is 185 cm) and we are the fairies that protect them
  • Official fandom colors are rose gold and silver 
  • when something is funny the fall in the floor and laugh (these are facts)

Youjin:

This lovely man who I love is called Youjin

Facts on this glorious man:

  • he is a single dad of 4 kids
  • he is always judging the other 4 members in a loving way
  • Voice of angel like this man can belt dem high notes
  • King of dad dance moves
  • hair porn from this man 
  • he likes his personal space (the other 4 are super clingy to dad)
  • has a 9cm mouth and is proud of it
  • Born February 10, 1993
  • His eye smile is blinding (its too beautiful for this world)
  • Takes care of his sons
  • Main Vocalist
  • Was supposed to debut with BAP
  • he is the main reason why the group is 15% normal
  • he may be the quiet one in the group but when he talks its something super witty and funny
  • Oh lord… dis mans legs…. makes me weak (and his thighs)
  • This tall man moves 360 when he is sleeping 

Seungjun:

This piece of artwork is called Seungjun

Facts about Mr.Fluffy:

  • he is in love with Jihun (he does not deny it and also waiting for the wedding announcement) 
  • he is the visual of the group but is also the official nerd of the group
  • he is soo nerdy that he carries a wand around and has a vast collection of pokemon and has a ton of knowledge about a variety of anime 
  •  Loves tinkerbells with a passion
  • he is a tol child. he is a 190 cm 
  • Acts like lil 5 year old 
  • Born October 28, 1993
  • former Big Hit Entertainment trainee and he trained with the members of BTS.
  • Trained with got7 
  • Did I say that he loves Jihun
  • He is the main rapper
  • Has a deep voice but is a child at heart
  • Loves doing aegyo
  • Likes to give affection to every single member 
  • Besides his love of Jihun, he loves food… like he has a happy dance for food
  • he is cute 24/7 but looks deadly on stage


Inseong

This hottie is Inseong

Facts on this cute lil bunny:

  • Is the king of screaming… and man he screams
  • his lover is heejun
  • this mans voice is to die for… like holy moly my heart
  • His thigh games is super strong
  • Born  July 1, 1994
  • He is a former Big Hit Entertainment trainee with Seungjun
  • Tinkerbells want to be blessed by his forehead and we are still waiting to see it
  • He lowkey cheats on heejun with seungjun
  • He has cute bunny teeth 
  • Main Vocalist
  • Skinship is in his middle name
  • loves laugh or screaming on the floor
  • His smile is a blessing to the world
  • His under dying love for tinkerbells
  • He is a meme like a meme
  • Plays the piano 


Jihun

This cutie dork is called Jihun

Facts on this Babe:

  • In love with seungjun
  • creeps into seungjuns bedroom to get his back scratch
  • He is the leader of the group
  • His dance moves are smooth as butter
  • HIS BOOTY
  • Seungjun is in love with how big his butt is
  • his thighs are 10 out 10
  • Has a sweet voice when he sings
  • Aegyo master
  • Always makes Seungjun Laugh
  • His derp faces should be put in a museum
  • Is part of the extra squad with Inseong and Heejun
  • Born February 20, 1995
  • Is a cutie patootie 
  • Creates some of the choreo for KNK’s dances

Heejun

This smol bean is Heejun

Facts about this cutie:

  • Is the shortest member in KNK (he is 180cm)
  • His lover is Inseong but has a crush on Youjin
  • He is a meme 24/7
  • Part of the extra squad
  • Plays the guitar 
  • Raps/ Sings
  • Was an FNC trainee with Inseong
  • Is a troll
  • asks Youjin to sing him to sleep
  • Loves the floor (cuz he always screams or laughs on the floor)
  • born May 8, 1996
  • Blessed us with his forehead selfie
  • Loves his hyungs


Here are some of my Favorite songs of KNK

Things you should watch to watch the extraness that KNK is

x/x/x/x/x/x/x/x

Things to watch about KNK is from the Youtube channel KNK SUBS  and these other youtube channels X X X X X

Loves,

Tinkermom Cami

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TIDAppreciationWeek17 Day 7 | Free for all: After the Bridge

He turned his head to the side and she saw him swallow. “For all my life,” he said, “when someone has said the word ‘beautiful’, it is your face I have seen. You are my own very definition of beautiful, Tessa Gray.”

Her heart turned over. She raised herself up on her toes — she had always been a tall girl but Jem was yet taller — and put her mouth to the side of his throat, kissing gently. His arms came up around her, pressing her against him, is body hard and hot, and she felt another pang of desire. This time she nipped at him, biting at the skin where his shoulder curved into his neck.

Where The Wild Roses Grow

Summary: When Jughead becomes an active member of the Southside Serpents, him and Betty are starting to grow further and further apart, as the boiling volcano of Riverdale’s Civil War is threatening to erupt in full force. Can a heart to heart with Alice Cooper and an old Serpent jacket give Betty and Jughead the hope they both need?


(This is huge so grab snacks and drinks. The Bughead scene ruined me. I apologize for all of this. Warning: full angst and sin ahead! I’m not describing it as much anymore cause after the Jughead I saw in the finale that’s a given but still, after I post this, I’ll crawl under my covers in blushing embarassment.😂 Here you go, lovelies! I hope you enjoy this! ❤️)


“On the second day he came with a single red rose

He said, "Give me your loss and your sorrow?”

I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed

“If I show you the roses will you follow?”

The snow is slowly melting under the heaps of rain and so is her will to contribute to life these days. The icy scenery that adorns Riverdale gives out under the rays of sun that stubbornly peek through the pine trees and white oaks, ridding their leaves from the coldness of nature, only to become shiny droplets of clear water that hold the whole kaleidoscope of colors, just like tears and their colossal scale of emotions. He is the ice, she is the stubborn sun; that’s what he tells her through the sad darkness of each night that they lay together but further and further apart. He says it as a compliment, in the most sullen John Wheelwright fashion, but she accepts it gladly as her fingers form infinity signs over the crackling ice of his golden heart. Her hair is golden too under the dim moonlight, it’s a match made in heaven, and she vows that tomorrow she will try to burn hotter than the December sun over the patches of snow that are menacingly trying to turn him into a lifeless statue. And she does. But not today.

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