whats up with my lips

Mileena Kahnum a.k.a. worst liar ever

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Did my makeup yesterday and i was hella hot.
I did a winter inspired eye look with frosty white, silver, and blue. I did a valentines day sweetheart lip (thanks to my natural cupids bow and some slight accentuating). And I did dark silver brows and light silver highlights 😊

I have been feeling p feminine lately which is nice cause i was p masc for a while

If you wanna know what i used feel free to ask👌🏼

|They/Them|

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Ziam night in.

More teacups

Some pouting Suga!!

(couldn’t resist it ;;;; he just looked so cute)

When Is It Too Late To Begin Again?

The night comes in after a gray day. The cool fog refracts streetlights; I dash out, always late. My boots clack too loud in the silence of the fog’s influence

I drag myself to a party, reluctantly. Some old friends have swarmed into town. What would they know of me now? Already I’m tired of the coming conversation, what am I doing, where am I living…. I have my excuses lined up, ingenious, unquestionable ones.

But I wasn’t expecting you

I rushed into the hall, the sounds of laughter and conversations filling up all the air.
I was choking on their false happiness before I’d even entered the room. My excuses sit on my tacky, too-made-up lips, my “what a pity I have to leave” face prepped, on hold. My brain has already bolted back into the cool of the fog.

Your eyes, clear as the ocean in Maui, see through me and drag me across our past. My brain yanked out of my escape, tied to our ending that made me run away to this town. I moved on; I found a place for me like a checker on a checkerboard, just one indistinct life among many in a city that can more than absorb heartache and failure.

I’ve been staring at you, and a smile spreads across your face down your body to your legs that move to me, frozen in that time when we were everything and nothing else mattered at all.

The band in this room loops around on a tune, waiting for you to take the stage. These women invited you to sing, so they could swoon and fan themselves with fantasies that you’d be theirs.

They were our old friends, and I couldn’t keep them. They slathered me in their pity at our breakup, gloating in their jealousy. It threatened to consume me.

You’re still coming; the band gestures to you. The women I didn’t need to see, smile out their hatred of what we had once. I can’t swallow; I can’t move. Your eyes, hypnotic, are fixed on me. My heart pressed down by the ease of your walk, casual in your rocker style, a part of who you are. Every step is like a dance that’s too cool to be choreographed, and I gulp down the scars on my heart.

I’m desperate to breathe, and the music loops insanely, and I want to back away. I’ve moved on! I have! I don’t want this anymore. My hand throbs from the lack of pressure of yours.

Your fingers reach out, lightly touch my hand that must have been stupidly extended out, a handshake? Oh, I don’t even know what you think I wanted, but I’m afraid it all shows in my eyes that haven’t left yours. You don’t ask me how I’m doing. You don’t ask me how I live today. You just smile a smile that fills your head, even your blue-tinted rocker spiked hair shines with the smile in your eyes. When is it too late for new beginnings because I’m ready to abandon all I have, take your hand and run so fast we reverse time. All I want has been compressed to standing like this, fingers touching forever.

@katrinnac

  • Pathologist: *enters the morgue*
  • Sherlock: *examining a body*
  • Pathologist: *rolls his eyes* Excuse me, sir, this area is out of bounds to-
  • Sherlock: *still looking at the body* It's okay.
  • Pathologist: *sighs* If you don't leave, I'll have to call security.
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* I said it's fine.
  • Pathologist: *frowns* Why is it fine?
  • Sherlock: *smirks* I'm sleeping with the boss.
  • Pathologist: ...
  • Pathologist: *confused* You're sleeping with Stamford?
  • Sherlock: *looks up; annoyed* The other boss.
  • Molly: *enters the morgue, carrying coffees; irritated* Here's your bloody coffee, you git. Have you finished now so I can do my job?
  • Sherlock: *steps aside; takes the coffee, grinning* Yes, boss.
  • Pathologist: ...
Chapter 5

Mark Tuan || frat boy au

Originally posted by gots7

Reader (you) x Mark Tuan ft Jaebum

Word Count: 1748 

Genre: Fluff, Angst (shit gets real)

Summary: You get caught up in a mess that you wish it didn’t happen. Wondering how you got to this point, you decided to let things flow without thinking. 

prologue  Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4  Chapter 6  Chapter 7   Chapter 8  Chapter 9


Mark knew what my intentions were up to. He began to move his lips in sync with mine. His hands gripped my waist tighter, pulling me towards him so our bodies collided with one another. My hands made their way up to his hair, tugging it slightly as we made out in the middle of the park. His teeth slightly biting my bottom lip earning a moan coming out of my mouth. Then reality hit me hard.

Oh my god.

I slightly pushed away from the kiss, breaking the rush of acceleration. Looking up at Mark, he had a sly smirk plastered on his face as he looked at me with his dreamy eyes. I smiled slighting, taking a few strands of my hair and covered my face. This was so embarrassing. I would never kiss anyone out of the blue even when I’ve only known that person for a day.

“I’m sorry.” I quickly apologized, covering my face with a chuck load of my hair.

“You’re so cute, (Y/N).” Mark chuckled as he grabbed my arm and pulled me closer. “That was good. Let’s do it again.”

“W-what?” I stuttered, as I furiously tried to fix my hair in order to get a good sight of him.

“Well, you know where I live. I’m always free to chill sometime.” Mark smiled as he winked at me. I stared at the boy with disbelief. Was he inviting me over so we could Netflix and chill? The way he made it sound was like a thing a fuckboy would say. But at the same time, I thought about what his intentions might be. Maybe he just wanted to hang out. Like a date?

“U-uh.” I mumbled, unable to talk because I was still flustered about the kiss. I need to get out of this situation. I came out here to sort out my feelings and Mark Tuan decided to show up out of the blue, messing with my mind. And I even kissed him.

“I need to go.” I quickly mumbled before I scurried off in the opposite direction. What am I doing? Why was I pushing Mark away when I was the one who wanted him in the first place? This was all so confusing to me. I kissed Mark, obviously wanting him to be closer, and now I’m avoiding him. What kind of twisted feeling is this?

I quickly ran back to dorm and plopped onto my bed. Alex gave me a weird look as I entered but didn’t say a word. She knew I didn’t want to talk and her instincts were right. I laid back in bed as I stared at the grey ceiling. Screw the test tomorrow, I just needed rest.

Just sleep (Y/N), I thought to myself. Just sleep and tomorrow will be a better day.

The next morning, I shot out of bed and found myself running to business class. Once again, I was almost late for class but still made it on time. The day was long and brutal as I started to count down the minutes to when the day will be over.  My mind couldn’t help but think of the kiss Mark and I shared. I have to admit, he’s a good kisser. But damn, why did I make the mistake of pushing him away?

It was around late afternoon where I found myself at a coffee shop near campus. I had my laptop out as I worked on the business project that was suppose to be a group work but I ended up doing all of it. I was so focused on my work that I didn’t even notice someone pulled up a chair in front of me, until that voice interrupted me.

“A nerd since kindergarden and still a nerd now.”

I looked up to come face to face with Jaebum. He was wearing a snapback that matched with a perfect outfit he was wearing. He looked like a hottie that girls would hook up if he moved in as a next door neighbor. In other words, he looked good as always.

“If you’re here to bother me, at least buy me a cup of coffee.” I said as I looked back at my computer screen. Jaebum hated spending money, so this would surely get rid of him.

“Deal!” He said quite cheerfully as he shot out of his chair and walked over to the counter. I leaned my head back, sighing quite loudly. Now I have to deal with him and his bullshit. What a day. After what seemed like ten minutes, I got myself a coffee cup and an idiot in front of me.

“I was debating if I should get myself a drink too but, I only had enough for one cup. And that is for the special girl sitting in front of me.” Jaebum smiled, as he tried to get my attention by attempted to shut down my laptop.

“What do you want, Jae?” I sighed, finally looking up at him.

“Answers.” He smirked, leaning back on his chair. I rolled my eyes and closed my laptop. If Jaebum wanted answers, I might as well give it to him so he can leave. I nodded at him, signalling him to ask away as I drank the cup of coffee he bought for me.

Jaebum leaned forward, resting his face on his hands. “Are you single?”

“Yes.” I simply replied.

“Then who was that guy that came and took you away from me?” He asked.

“None of your business.” I stated, taking another sip of my coffee.

“Okay, if he isn’t your boyfriend, why are you fucking around with him?” Jaebum asked, with a tone that sounded quite angry but he wasn’t mad.

I looked at him in disbelief, almost spitting out coffee that sat in my mouth. “Is this twenty one questions?”

“No, I’m just curious.” Jaebum stated, smiling innocently at me.

“None of your business.” I fired back at him.

“I see the way you look at him, (Y/N).” Jaebum said as he lifted up his cap to brush back his brown hair. “You like him but, he obviously doesn’t like you back. So why try when he won’t even acknowledge you?”

“It’s none of your business, Jaebum.” I said, with a slight anger in my tone.

“Well it’s my business if the girl I like is living a miserable life.” Jaebum fired back and quite loudly too.

I stared at the boy who sat in front of me. The boy who was my childhood friend. The boy who pledge my mother and father, when we were young, that he would protect me from any harm. The boy who turned me down in front of the whole high school, was rude, arrogant and selfish. And here he is, claiming that he liked me.

“W-what?”

“Why can’t you look at me the way you look at him? What’s his name? Oh, Mark Tuan. He gives you that look that he gives to every girl. He treats you like he would to any girl. And you look at him like he’s the love of your life. Why can’t you do the same to me?” Jaebum stated, slightly getting angry.

“You’re no different, Jae. You play with every girl you meet. You turned me down in high school, humiliated me, made me the top loser and left me alone. Why should I give you a chance?” I explained with a tone that hinted I was mad.

“Because I’m the one who can treat you better than him.” Jaebum simply stated, his voice lowering a bit.

“You are full of lies, Jaebum. You had your chance three years ago and now it’s all gone because of your pride.” I yelled, quite loudly too. But I didn’t care. This boy needed to know what I’ve been through all these years.

“Well fuck the past. Give me a chance, (Y/N). That’s all I as-”

“God, man. Why can’t you leave this girl alone?” A voice interrupted from behind. Flinching at the sudden interruption, I turned around and looked up at Mark. Why was he here at times like this? Why can’t these two men just leave me alone?

“Look, I’m in the middle of something. Could you please just go?” Jaebum asked, his anger rising at a dangerously high rate.

“I’m not leaving until you do.” Mark stated firmly. I widen my eyes at Mark, giving him the look to back off. I did not want to create a scene at a place where I drink coffee regularly. But the thing was, why was Mark defending me even if Jaebum didn’t do anything wrong? And I somehow ended up in between this mess.

“Are you threatening me?” Jaebum raised his voice, clearly getting ready to fight. I suddenly grabbed Jaebum’s hand that was laying on the table, signalling him to calm down. If he liked me, I knew I was the only person that could keep Jaebum in line. Or at least tried to.

“Well if you think of it that way, yes.” Mark shrugged his shoulders.

Suddenly, Jaebum ripped his hands out of mine and stood up so quickly that I flinched and covered my face. My heart was increasing its speed and it wasn’t a good thing. I was scared for both men and me.

“Look man, I don’t want to cause any trouble but you have two choices. Leave now or I will cause trouble.” Jaebum warned.

“Cause trouble or not, I’m just here to protect my girl.” I heard Mark say, in a calming matter. With my eyes closed and behind my hands, I suddenly heard quick footsteps moving from behind and in front of me.

As I removed my hand, I opened my eyes to see a sight I wish I didn’t see. Jaebum held Mark by the collar of his shirt as he raised a fist in the air. It was like a scene from a movie where everything froze and I was the one can move. At that very moment, I thought to myself that I needed to do something. I couldn’t just sit here and watch this horror.

As the world began to move, I found myself running towards the two men, pushing Mark to the side as I felt pain hit the right side of my face. Soon enough, my body reacted like any normal human being would react to intense pain.

I blacked out.  


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This was like the fastest update I’ve ever done. Hey y’all, how ya doin? Great huh? Hopefully! I just wanted to say thank you for giving frat boy Mark Tuan so much love. I honestly didn’t think people would read my writing. And 150 followers already?!?! Thank yoouuu ~~~~~

Have a wonderful day everyone. Take care! I’ll try to update asap but for now, enjoy the cliffhanger. 

- admin

@captian-hannah-kirk - “Why didn’t you just say something?”


“Chris, I need to see McCoy,” you said under your breath.

Christine looked down at your leg which was half-suspended in mid-air.

“He’s in his office,” she nodded toward the door and lead you over. She touched the panel next to the door and it slid open.

You limped in and waited as the door swished shut behind you.

Leonard looked up at you and pursed his lips.

“What do you want?”

“My leg got worse.”

Leonard sighed, standing.

“Sit. And take your pants off.”

You walked to the chair, trying to ignore the ache that burned with each step. You unbuckled your pants and let them fall to your ankles before sitting.

Leonard crouched by your leg and looked at the wound.

“It’s infected.”

“Yeah.”

“How long has it been this bad?” he asked, looking up at you.

“About three days.”

“Why didn’t you just say something?”

You pressed your lips together and looked into his eyes.

“If you’re going to sacrifice your health, let’s just put this behind us. Deal?” he stood and placed a hand on either arm of the chair.

“Fine.”

“Thank you.” He kissed your forehead before turning to his desk to retrieve his supplies.

sentence prompts ➝ troye sivan
  • ❛ Why’d you go? ❜
  • ❛ You always get your way. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t want to let this go. ❜
  • ❛ There’s no need for answers. ❜
  • ❛ I need time to replace what I gave away. ❜
  • ❛ Anything it takes to make you stay. ❜
  • ❛ Nothing but time to kill. ❜
  • ❛ I’m holding on to a thing that’s wrong. ❜
  • ❛ Are you really happy? ❜
  • ❛ Don’t you worry about me, I’ll be fine. ❜
  • ❛ I am tired of this place. ❜
  • ❛ Everything is shattering and it’s my mistake. ❜
  • ❛ I’m afraid of the life that I’ve made. ❜
  • ❛ Take my breath away, you know I’m bound to choke. ❜
  • ❛ I wanna sleep next to you, but that’s all I wanna do right now. ❜
  • ❛ Kiss me on the mouth and set me free. ❜
  • ❛ I can almost feel your breath. ❜
  • ❛ The truth runs wild, like a tear down a cheek. ❜
  • ❛ For one more minute, don’t give it up. ❜
  • ❛ That liquid guilt is on my lips. ❜
  • ❛ What if we run away? ❜
  • ❛ I’d rather fuel a fantasy than deal with this alone. ❜
  • ❛ Just set my heart on fire, like gasoline. ❜
  • ❛ Life is chances that are taken. ❜
  • ❛ I fucked up for nothing. ❜
  • ❛ Don’t you wanna see the world? ❜
  • ❛ Your hands and lips still know their way around. ❜
  • ❛ I can’t outrun what’s coming after me. ❜
  • ❛ You lost a part of your existence in the war against yourself. ❜
  • ❛ I’m addicted to being broken. ❜
  • ❛ Only fools fall for you. ❜
  • ❛ I know I like to draw that line when it starts to get too real. ❜
  • ❛ What am I supposed to do? ❜
  • ❛ Now I’m left here in the dust with the taste of broken trust. ❜
  • ❛ I need you to trust that I’m lost. ❜
  • ❛ Never knew loving could hurt this good. ❜
  • ❛ I’d rather be spitting blood than have this silence fuck me up. ❜
  • ❛ We’re getting deeper in this mess. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t wanna walk away but you left me no choice. ❜
  • ❛ The truth is that I’m sorry. ❜
  • ❛ Don’t look them in the eyes. You just gotta take their lives. ❜
  • ❛ You’re driving me wild. ❜
  • ❛ I gotta just tell someone, tell someone what I’ve done. ❜
  • ❛ Until my dying breath, you know I’ll try. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll take a dip into the unknown. ❜
  • ❛ Let’s go have fun, you and me in the old jeep. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t want to lose control. ❜
  • ❛ As the smile fell from your face, I fell with it. ❜
  • ❛ The pain, it’s determined and demanding. ❜
  • ❛ I’ve done you wrong, I regret it. ❜
  • ❛ Press rewind to when you traced your fingers, drew my spine. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t keep love around anymore. ❜
  • ❛ As long as you’re still here, I’ma try to keep you near. ❜
  • ❛ I just want to see the stars with you. ❜
  • ❛ Can’t help but feel I’ve lost what’s mine. ❜
  • ❛ They’re just pieces on the ground. ❜
  • ❛ I can be the subject of your dreams. Your sickening desire. ❜
  • ❛ All this driving is driving me crazy. ❜
  • ❛ The weight of a simple human emotion weighs me down. ❜
  • ❛ I can’t help feeling like I’m all alone. ❜
  • ❛ Whatever floats your boat, what’s your addiction? ❜
  • ❛ Crash and burn is all I know. ❜
  • ❛ Well I can’t make you love me but i’ll try. ❜
  • ❛ I can feel we’re getting closer. ❜
  • ❛ There’s so much history in my head. The people I’ve left, the one’s that I’ve kept. ❜
  • ❛ My happy little pill, take me away. ❜
  • ❛ In a crowd alone, and every second passing reminds me I’m not home. ❜
  • ❛ Don’t be ashamed for all the pain. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll love you as much as I love Nutella. ❜
  • ❛ We knew from the beginning that this wasn’t never-ending. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t give a fuck, I’m not giving up, I still want it all. ❜
  • ❛ Tame my hunger, light within. ❜
  • ❛ Standing in the eye of the storm, my eyes start to roam to the curl of your lips. ❜
  • ❛ You’re not to blame, no not to blame. ❜
  • ❛ I can’t make you feel it, if it’s not there. ❜
  • ❛ They’ll kiss your feet while they stab your back. ❜
  • ❛ I’m standing still, on this hidden hill. And i’m looking around for the right way down. ❜