An old doodle i found in one of my sketchbooks. This is still a rough sketch and i basically forgot it existed lmao. THANKS TO @ka-rin7204 THAT I REMEMBERED THIS.
It’s not curly, but yeah– bed head khun! I believe since he straightened his hair every morning, his original hair is actually shorter.
I love the idea of khun waking up earlier than everyone else for the sake of his bedhead not being exposed- but i also love the idea of them having morning routines together. Remember when viole came back the first time? He’s the first person to wake up and khun is just snuggling tightly in his blanket, meanwhile rak is having his comfort sleeping on viole i WANT TO SLEEP ON HIM TOO wait what-
You know what really gets me about Kings Rising though?
It’s how the first half of the book, you see that shift in Damen. Not just the ‘I am now the King’ shift but you see him so much more muted. and at one point you realize it’s because he’s sad. He’s mourning whatever he had with Laurent. THEN you have them do the bickering thing which is worse because now it FEELS like a break up. But then Laurent gets drunk and he says ‘I miss you’ and than suddenly it SHIFTS.
AND IT’S LIKE THE SKY OPENED UP AND BATHED THE EARTH IN PURE SUNSHINE. BECAUSE DAMEN WAKES UP SMILING. AND HIS HAPPY. AND ITS NOTICEABLE.
ALL BECAUSE OF 3 WORDS WHISPERED IN THE NIGHT FROM A DRUNK LOVER.
CAN YOU BELIEVE HOW DEEP THIS KID IS? CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT’S ALL IT TAKES FOR US TO GET HIM BACK?????
hq DANCE AUS??KAGEYAMA HAS HIS OWN STYLE LIKE ANON SAID ANd he’s a dance prodigy an all, and he does the choreography too. he’s so good that suga lets him choreograph for Karasuno even though suga is more experienced. at first it’s terrible and kageyama is really bad with communicating (he used to have a dictatorship over kitagawa; now his confidence is shaken but he’s trying to work with karasuno.) then he and hinata have this connection, together they’re amazing. Thanks to this the team clicks because Hinata is the only one who can understand kageyamas style and his terrible communication, and so they bring the team together (even though they have to explain dance moves not only with motion but with words like “whoosh” “bam”)
The style of the dances the create together are explosive and powerful but give every team member a time to shine (their own solos are met with great appreciation). After being in disarray, their dance team is finally ready to face the others in the national competitions.
hi, no. 24 with jinyoung asdfghjkl thank you very much!
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It was your wedding night, and you don’t know whether to feel horrified or excited about the events that are bound to take place on this night.
You step into your room, dressed in a simple white dress, and your eyes are immediately drawn to the figure sitting on the edge of the king-sized bed in the middle of the room. Jinyoung looks up at the sound of the door opening, and a dark, mysterious look immediately crawled upon his features, sending an involuntary shiver down your spine.
He stands up, slowly sliding the black blazer off of his shoulders, tossing it to a random corner of the room, making his way towards you in the process like a stalking animal looking for its prey.
His eyes were almost predatory as he drank in your appearance, but the hands that slid around your waist were gentle, almost tentative, and you smiled inwardly. He was still the loving, caring boy that you fell in love with.
Leading you towards the bed, Jinyoung’s fingers danced against the material of your dress at your waist, a nervous habit of his, and his eyes sent a silent question.
With small nervous smile on your face, you reached behind you, and ever so slowly undid the zipper at the back, letting the dress fall naturally away from your body, a blush rising to your cheeks at the feeling of being so exposed.
A hand came up to cup the side of your face, and you let Jinyoung lead you into a slow, passionate kiss. The two of you fell onto the bed, his hands instantly reaching for your waist.
Soon you both were naked, your bodies pressed against one another, Jinyoung’s arms beside your head as he eased a finger into you, your head thrown back as you gasped at the touch.
Slowly he thrusted his finger in, kissing and sucking up the side of your neck, and when he heard your moans grow louder, he eased a second finger into you, curling his fingers.
You bucked up into his touch, trying to get to your release but he pulled his fingers out, sucking them clean, knowing that you were ready.
You sent him a nervous nod as a signal for him to push himself into you. As you did, you cried as the pain stung through your lower area and through your whole body.
His thrusts were slow and gentle, passionate as he made love to you, his member reaching your sweet spot each time. His hand traveled down your neck and onto your chest, massaging your breasts gently and softly as his hips moved against you. He thumbed your sensitive nipple bud lightly, making shivers and goosebumps go up and down your spine. You couldn’t help but moan a little louder from the pleasure.
Your fingers clawed into Jinyoung’s back, holding yourself onto him as his thrusts quickened. You held in your moans as hard and quietly as you could, feeling the hairs on your body raise up as you were close to reaching your orgasm.
‘Jinyoung .. I’m close!’ You whimpered into his shoulder as he just kissed you lovingly, saying upon them, ‘Let go baby …’
He thrusted into you a little faster, your back arching as your orgasm took over your whole body, your fingers scratching down his back harshly. You held on to him for dear life, your bodies so close and wrapped around each other.
You both lay there in silence, both trying to catch your breath. Jinyoung’s head laid upon the crook of your neck before leaning up and capturing your lips, you moaning softly as he did.
He chuckled, pushing your hair back and out of your face, ‘I love you so much Mrs Park …’
You giggled softly as he pulled you into his arms, nuzzling your face into his neck, kissing it, ‘I love you to Mr. Park.’