white whiter


Oh, look. It’s a mysterious light. Shining round a corner. Approximately ten feet away.

Pink Hot Chocolate Milk - A Self-Love Potion

A potion for self love. Take as a ‘self love pick-me-up.


  • ½ c. Strawberry Nesquick or other strawberry milk flavour (add more to taste if desired.
    Strawberry represents love, sweetness, passion, softness, and warmth.
  • 1 c. white chocolate chips
    Chocolate represents sexual and non-sexual euphoria, communication, love, desire, and acceptance. White chocolate is a ‘whiter’ version of this.
  • ¾ c. instant dry milk
    Milk represents, peace, fertility, a healthy body, and having plenty.
  • ½ pkg instant white chocolate pudding (3.3 oz)


Grind up white chocolate chips. Freezing them first helps. Mix all ingredients together, using about three teaspoons per cup or water, milk, or coconut milk.


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I wouldn’t be sure of that (Connor Murphy x reader smut!)

Hiii! I am back and with some good old smut! Thank you again for the response on my first post, it means so much to me!!! Also I got some amazing requests that I will start working on! Keep sending them in! Also there are some random parts about horses and cults, so just be warned hahaha.

Requested: nope
Words: 2,642
Warnings: smut!!! And some swearing. Also I forgot to write in protection :P, but if you don’t have protection no horizontal hula!

Sixth period was the definition of boring. The AP US History class was so dull that you had turned to contemplating how many horses it would take to make a horse cult. What was a horse cult? You had no idea, but you were dedicated to finding out during the hell which was called AP History. The only thing you had to look forward to was ‘Spa Day’, or ‘Spa Afternoon,’ with your friends. The monthly tradition was created after your friend Zoe had an unfortunate accident plucking her eyebrows. Let’s just say nobody looks good without eyebrows.
After that fateful day you, Zoe, and newfound friend Alana vowed that each month you would all spend time “treating yourselves.” This wonderful tradition switched between the three girl’s houses, and no matter where you were you always managed to laugh the night away, create weird face masks, and leave embarrassing texts to people you were too scared to talk to. This current month signaled that the sleepover would occur at the Murphy’s house, and although her parents were nice it meant running the risk of bumping into Connor. You didn’t have preconceived notions that other people had regarding Connor, but that was just problem. He fascinated you beyond anyone or anything, even more than horse cults. The lanky boy that kept his door closed at all times made you want to be brave, or at least brave enough to talk to him more in depth than you usually had.

You had known Zoe for around a year after changing high schools, and you had become instant friends. Alana had started helping you with your Spanish homework and soon enough all three of you would spend your lunches together filling out quizzes in teen magazines, and confiding in each other. Throughout your year long friendship, you had surprisingly spoken to Connor many times. When the school hallways became too overwhelming you would often wander into the school’s library and sit next to Connor. At first, he was hesitant to talk to you, fearing you were just another mean girl at school, but after some time it seemed as if he actually liked your presence, and that talking to you wasn’t that bad. This small friendship created between the two of you always seemed to sway on the line of flirtation, but no matter how many times you hinted to him that you liked him it always went right over his head. To say that it was frustrating would be the understatement of the year, and you couldn’t just bring it up with Zoe. Sure she was probably your best friend, but why bring anything up if all Connor saw you as was some friend.

“Connor’s going to have to drive us back home today,” Zoe said as you all stood by Alana’s locker while she put away a book.
“Wait, why?” you asked while fidgeting with the strap on your backpack.
“My mom’s with my aunt today so Connor drove me to school. Don’t worry though he promised me not to be 100% embarrassing,” she answered while reapplying her lip gloss. The three of you started walking towards the front doors of the school which seemed absurdly large.
“It doesn’t matter how we get there, besides I bet he wouldn’t mind if we started talking in the car, right Zoe?” piped in Alana.
“If that’s what you’re worried about y/n,” Zoe spoke as she slung her arm around you, “it won’t stop us from gossiping. Connor’s used to tuning me out so you can still spill all your secrets.” Alana and Zoe laughed, while your nervous laughter blended in. Together you walked to the school parking lot and looked for the familiar silver minivan that you were used to Zoe’s mom driving. Instead of Zoe’s mom you were used to, you saw Connor leaning against the minivan the family lovingly called “The Beast.” The three of you giggled at the unusual sight, but while Alana and Zoe might have been giggling about how funny it was, you were because of how good Connor looked. He wore his usual black shirt and jeans, but you could see bright yellow socks peeking out from under his jeans.
“Uhmm y/n?” Zoe asked laughing.
“Oh! Sorry I just kind of zoned for a minute,” Zoe looked at you with a slight smirk but didn’t say anything else as you all got in the car. You sat in the front seat, but only because you got motion sick and nobody wanted you to puke all over the car…again. As soon as Connor started the car Alana started talking a million miles a minute about somebody in here math class who she seemingly liked. You chimed in a few times, but mostly listened and tried to look at Connor without seeming like a stalker. The conversation then shifted to you, forcing you to be pulled back to reality.
“What about Shawn? He’s cute, and totally into you!” Alana said shaking her head.
“Shawn? I guess he’s cute, but I don’t like him like that at all,” you replied glancing over at Connor who was gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles had turned white, or at least whiter. His eyes were intense and he was staring at the road as if he had a personal vendetta against it.
“Will you all just shut the fuck up?!” Connor yelled. The car went silent as Alana and Zoe looked at each other in surprise. You on the other hand just stared at Connor.
“Are you okay?” you asked quietly. He didn’t respond and instead turned the music in the car up. You quickly glanced in the back seat where Zoe shrugged at you, while Alana tried not to laugh.
“Sorry,” she said between giggles, “I laugh in stressful situations.” And with that, the rest of the car ride was filled with Alana laughing on and off and some Bruce Springsteen.

After what felt like hours you arrived at the Murphy house. Zoe, Alana, and you all jumped out of the car and ran upstairs to Zoe’s room where you immediately started painting each other’s nails and failed at Pinterest hacks. Eventually, the sun went down and you all changed into pajamas. By 10’oclock Alana had crashed in her sleeping bag and was snoring what would be an obnoxious amount if you didn’t love her so much. Zoe on the other hand had a habit of saying she wouldn’t fall asleep early, but once again by 10:30 pm she was sound asleep on her bed. Although this might be annoying to others you didn’t really mind since they seemed like they needed sleep, and you never really fell asleep until much later in the night. Tonight seemed like one of those nights where falling asleep seemed impossible, so you decided to wash your face again, hoping that maybe the hot water on your face would make you sleepy. On the way to the bathroom, in what was a very dark hall, you started thinking about horse cults again , and if that could actually be a thing. Not even realizing where you were walking you opened the door at the end of the hallway, but the bathroom wasn’t there. Instead, you open the door to find a dimly lit room with Connor sitting at the end of his bed reading.
“What are you doing y/n?” Connor asked looking up at you with confusion written all over his face.
“This isn’t the bathroom,” you said trying to laugh it off, “I’m sorry about that. I guess the dark really turned me around.” You smiled at Connor before realizing you were awkwardly standing in his doorway in very short pajama shorts and a tank top with no bra on.
“I guess I’ll be leaving now. I don’t want to bother you or anyth-,”
“You can stay if you want, but I’m guessing that would annoy Zoe so…”
“She’s asleep,” you said quickly, “I mean her and Alana already fell asleep and I have trouble sleeping, so thanks.” You silently cursed at yourself for seeming so desperate, but Connor didn’t seem to mind so you made your way into his room. Connor scooted over on his bed to make space for you. As you sat down you took in what was happening. You were in Connor’s room. Connor. The boy who you’ve silently liked for months, and now you were sitting on his bed.
“So,” Connor said as he pulled his hair up into a bun, “you don’t like that Shawn guy?”
“What?  My gosh no. Why?” you asked aloud.
“I guess I was just wondering since he likes you apparently and Alana seems to think you two would be good together or some shit like that.” Now it was Connor’s turn to silently curse at himself.
“Well he’s okay, but I’m kind of into someone else, but that’s a little hopeless,” you answered trying not to look Connor in the eyes.
“Hopeless?” Connor said as he slowly scooted closer to you.
“He doesn’t like me like that,” you answered, actually looking at Connor this time. Your eyes flickered from his lips back to his eyes, and you were quickly aware that you were so close you could kiss him.
“I wouldn’t be so sure of that,” Connor answered. In a single swoop he moved his mouth to yours and the heat that radiated off of him connected you together. With your lips connected you felt as if the two of you turned into one. All the anxiety of not knowing if you felt the same way slipped away as the rush of your soft lips against his own hit him. The intensity of kissing each other was more than both of you had thought possible, and the way you felt against him was something so incredible that Connor thought no words in the English language could explain it. Maybe it was the passion of the kiss, or maybe it was how intoxicating Connor was, but you wanted more. No, you needed more. With the thrill of Connor’s lips on your own you started to slowly, almost painfully drag Connor’s shirt off. Connor wasn’t as patient as you were and quickly pulled his shirt off lacking any form of grace. You lightly laughed in response but were quickly brought back by the sight of Connor in front of you. He was all you had ever wanted and there he was, with lanky arms, milky white skin, small tufts of chest hair, and he was absolutely stunning.
“Can I take your shirt off?” Connor asked with a slight quiver in his voice. You nodded in response as his cold fingers brushed against your sides as he pulled your shirt over your head. Connor took a moment to admire you and every line on your body. You wrapped your arms back around Connor’s neck as he wrapped his around your waist, bringing his hands up to your breasts. His hands were cold, but soft and gentle. You pushed your body against his this time, wanted to be closer to him. A low groan tumbled out of his mouth as you moved to straddle him. Your hands tugged at the hair in his bun, and he bucked forward bringing moans from both of your mouths this time. You quickly pulled away and gently tugged at his pajama pants. In a fluid motion, he flipped you so you were on your back and his arms on either side of you, seemingly protecting you from the outside world.
“Are you sure you want to?” Connor asked before going back to your lips.
“100% sure,” you replied smiling up at him.
“I’ve never really you know…uhmm…I don’t have experience,” he said trying to look you in the eyes.
“I don’t care, and we don’t have to do anything,” you said as you pushed a loose strand of hair behind his ears.
“I fucking want to, I just wanted you to know,” and with that he brought his lips back to yours. It felt as if all the oxygen was brought back to your body. Suddenly it felt as if there were too many clothes on. You started pulling down his pajama pants and Connor helped as swiftly pull them off and kick them to the floor. With his length free he tugged on your pants. You desperately kicked them off and Connor laughed. Expecting Connor to bring his lips back to yours you closed your eyes. Instead, you felt him slowly kiss down your stomach. Your breath hitched as he got closer and closer to where you felt your heat radiating. With his eyes looking at you he made his way to your core. You gasped and felt yourself grab at the sheets.
“I t-t-thought you said you had n-no experience,” you breathed out.
“There’s a thing called the internet.”
“Thank you internet,” you laughed, “as much fun as this is, I want you…now.” With that permission he brought himself back to you, hovering as you stroked his shaft.
“I’d stop that now if I were you, if you ‘want me’,” he said with a shaky voice. You slightly laughed and brought your lips to his once more. The feeling of him on top of you made you feel safe and at home, nothing nerve racking about it, instead it felt right. Connor positioned himself and slowly entered you. Moans slipped from your mouth and you could feel Connor shudder. Even in the moment of so much intimacy you couldn’t help but look at Connor. His eyes squeezed shut, hair tumbling out of the bun, the bucking of his hips that made you believe that there is heaven on earth. With each movement of Connor’s hips against you more and more pleasure surrounded you, and the noises coming from Connor’s mouth were enough to bring you to the edge. With the final thrusts Connor gave, you felt as if your body were on a high, and you knew Connor’s was too with his climax.
“My gosh,” he panted, “I think now would be an okay time to say that I like you a lot, shit maybe even love you.”
You laughed at Connor’s words, while he dramatically flopped down on the bed next to you.
“I like you a lot too. Hell I know I love you,” you spoke as you moved your head onto Connor’s chest.
“Good because I was trying to seem cool. I know I love you too.” And with that Connor put his arms around your bare body.
“I’m happy we’re on the same page.” You sat up and Connor tried to grab you in his arms.
“I’m only putting my pajamas back on so we don’t scar Zoe,” you said trying to find your clothes in the dim light.
“Well, I found my shorts.”
“Just take my shirt and throw me my pants.” You made your way back to Connor’s bed, half dressed. You got back in his bed and he enveloped you in his arms.
“So I guess we’ll have to tell Zoe,” you said with a nervous tinge in your voice.
“I don’t think she’ll mind, she’ll just be happy to see you more.” With that you nuzzled your head on his bare chest.
“Can I ask you something Connor?”
“Anything, I mean you’ve seen me naked, so anything.”
“If horses had cults what do you think they would do?”
“What the fuck?”

[Context: We’re playing Dusk City Outlaws, where the Judge plays the role of the GM]

Grifter: I’m going to wash the guard uniforms.

Judge: Okay, I think that just happens, you don’t need to roll–

Alchemist: Wait, I want to assist! Okay, as an alchemist, I’ve created a badass laundry detergent. It gets your whites whiter, your colors brighter, and it’s just the most kickass laundry detergent ever.

Boss: I get some of my goons and they just go to town on those dirty guard uniforms.

Grifter: And all this is happening like in a sports anime, just overdramatic shots and sprays of water and it looks amazing.


Alice in Chains at the CUB Ballroom, Pullman, 1989.

“I had seen some of Alice’s first shows when Layne was luminous onstage, whiter than white, as if he was lit from within. It was like he didn’t have a body when he was performing.”
- Ann Wilson

it took me 15 minutes to make this and i don’t regret a second of it

(insp. by some of ur weirder posts)

False: I only remember making one of these posts except I’m sure one day they’ll catch up to my blog

anonymous asked:

Yo hey u fab artist u, I gotta a question. Um, I kinda want to start an artblog but I don't really do digital art, and I think not all of ur art is digital, so how do u get good quality pics of traditional art? When I try to take pictures it looks fuzzy, and u can't really see the lines that well, or its just bad quality and then I don't want to post it. Any tips on how to fix that?

Hey you, fab anon!

It’s great that you want to start your own art blog. I think every artist should do that, even if they think they’re not good enough, because, after a while, your followers and even yourself will be able to see how much you’ve improved and the best part is that they can be witnesses of your growth.

As you said, most of my art is traditional; I love black and white drawings with ink and coloring with comic markers, and, to be honest, it’s a huge challenge to get the digital image to look as good as the original piece.

I don’t usually “take pictures” of them. I use a scanner connected to a pc or a laptop where I edit them using photoshop. I you use photoshop, it’s important to know how to use the infinite editing options that the program offers.

Start with the image adjustments and play with the options there; learn what each of them do to your piece and think of how do you want to turn out. Do you want to change the colors? Or do you want to look as much as possible as your original piece?

An usual problem is that the whites aren’t as white as the paper so you can use ‘levels’ to fix that, even to darken the colors as much as you want, making the contrast more visible. 

To fix the colors (if they’re not as cool as on your original piece) use ‘selective color’ to fix each color separately: reds, yellows, greens… even neutrals, blacks and whites. Be careful to not to change them too much, being subtle is better.

 If you see that your image is too yellowish or too blueish use 'color balance’ to fix it (remember to use the complementary color to do it).

If you’re not happy with the results, I encourage you to keep playing around with the options! If you’re inexperienced I assure you that you will improve in no time.

It is true that some times I take pictures of them, the stickers I make, for example. If you don’t own a scanner you will have to use a camera to show your art to the rest of the world. My first advice: don’t try to use it as a scanner, don’t try to take pictures to make them look like you scanned them, all straight and from above the piece. For aesthetic purposes, you can set the materials you used to create your art next to it, like pencils, pens, markers… 

The key is to try to make your pictures as bright as possible and the colors vibrant. If you can get to make the picture clear enough to to make the strokes of the pen, marker or brush, visible, even better. Because that is what is so cool about traditional art, that you don’t have to fake the texture of the paint or the paper.

The most important things:

Light! Take the picture during day light. Use a lamp if you feel like you need to to fill the shadows from the opposite side of the window, but have in mind that natural light will give you a blueish color on the paper while the bulb light will add a yellowish one.

Editing! If you use your phone to take the picture I’m sure you will have some apps to edit pictures. Try to turn up the exposure and the contrast to make the whites even whiter and the blacks even blacker xD

Filters! If your drawing is a black and white piece you can alway try to use a b/w filter!

And the most important thing: CLEAN THE LENSES before taking the picture! It has happened to me before that the camera was filthy and it took me a while to realice why my pictures were so shitty lmao.

Sadly, in the end, the quality of your camera has a lot to do with the final results.

I hope this will help you! And if you start your art blog, don’t forget to send me the link because i will love to follow it!!

to all of my fellow white people out there following me, go and watch the 13th documentary on netflix. feel uncomfortable. squirm in your seat. think about history. especially recent history, history made as we have lived. remember the names of the black men, black women, and black children. it is not about us. it is about them. we have to stop making it about how we feel and start thinking about how we ally ourselves with the black lives matter movement, our brothers and sisters in humanity, but strangers in melanin. 

so yeah. watch the fucking documentary. 

Okay so the more of this early Bex stuff I am watching (I’m up to the whole confrontation at Cain’s party scene), the more I’m realising how creepy and predatory Rebecca has been written? I just keep thinking about how it would be if the genders were switched. The amount of times Robert has basically said “I am not interested, thank you” and the way Bex just continually tries it on in really inappropriate ways is just… not good. 

I’m really getting further into this whole Bex has an agenda stuff now because I had actually been sucked in by the more recent writing for Rebecca. I was starting to think that yeah, she’d actually been pretty manipulated. But watching the scenes back she really… wasn’t??? 

She was almost bordering on Finn-style obsessiveness to be honest. And even then she was really smart with it. She knew exactly how to manipulate Chrissie, Lawrence, Lachlan, and Robert. 

If they’d kept that characterisation and had that be a part of Rebecca this new stuff might be easier to swallow, but I can’t buy the Bex as a victim stuff now because it doesn’t make any sense whatsoever. She is scary as hell to begin with! Even Chrissie is like, wow, okay, she might just manage to take everything I have from me, I need to be on my guard. And Chrissie is pretty formidable herself. 

How Robert being pretty continually upfront about being with Aaron and him and her being a business arrangement/friendship and Rebecca continually ignoring this and pushing him in really uncomfortable ways (even in one scene trying to stay longer and drink with him in an attempt to get his guard down following him expressing that he really wants her to leave) became ‘Robert trampled on and used Rebecca’ is beyond me. 

I mean, damn, I know Robert is a manipulator, but in this situation that isn’t what happened. 

And I have to admit the whole ONS thing is becoming even more uncomfortable to me following this rewatch, because of the sheer amount of times Robert makes it clear he is not interested in Rebecca. Every single time she tries it goes nowhere. Apart from that one night. Guess what’s different about that one! Oh yes, Robert is drunk.

Ugh. God the feminist in me is screaming. 

If they’ve suddenly changed her personality after all this time because they want to make her more likeable then what a joke that is. Please don’t insult the intelligence of viewers by making her gender the thing that lets her off the hook. I just want women to be treated the same way as men in soaps/media. They didn’t have to attempt to erase every nasty trait Rebecca ever had and try to twist it so we would see Robert as a villain. They could still have told the story of Robert being a villain without having to make Bex whiter than white. (What a pun that was). 

Really though, Bex has been written in a really harassing way and if she was a bloke I swear people would be 100% concerned by her endless hassling of Robert and then her campaign to try and destroy his relationship out of spite following her rejection (for like the 10th time). 

The weirdest thing is that I’m a Rebecca fan, I just want her to have a constant personality. If they wanted to make her the selfish, manipulative younger sibling and have her go ruthlessly after what she wanted, not taking no for an answer, they should have stayed true to that. Now taking that character and making her a victim with no agency is such a joke. 

I’m really uncomfortable with Robert having to go through a ‘redemption’ following this storyline to be honest, simply because I think he’s been pretty straight with Rebecca from the start. If anyone needs to have a word with themselves, it’s Rebecca. And those words should be: Bex, gal, we do not sleep with people who are drunk and who have previously expressed on numerous occasions that they are not interested in you while they are sober. You’re not being used when you sleep with a drunk person. That doesn’t make you a victim.

Why did I even begin this rewatch. It’s made me so angry. 

EXO Reaction to Dating a Person of Color

these might be sort of similar because i’m sure they’d all love their s/o no matter what and accept all races and religions with how much they love and appreciate their international fans as well as their national ones


Minseok love the color of your skin, whether it’s darker than the night sky or whiter than white. He will cherish you no matter what and always show how much he loves your skin when you’re insecure about it. He’s scatter your skin with kisses and trace patterns on any exposed skin he can while he praises you. Minseok will make you feel loved and more comfortable in your own skin than you’ve ever felt before.

“You’re skin is gorgeous jagiya and fits you better than anything else. Please love yourself as much as I love you (y/n).”


Lu will prise your skin any chance he gets. He will always question how he got such a dark skinned angel a you and will show you how much he appreciates and loves you any chance he gets. Even if you get hate or judged because of your skin, he will make you forget the comments no matter what. He will praise your body and skin all night if he has to.

“I love you, no matter your skin tone. What people say doesn’t matter becuase you’re perfect and I will spend all night showing you just how perfect you are bǎobèi.”


Kris never lets you forget how amazing he thinks you are or how beautiful you look with your skin tone. He dismisses any negitive comments made towards you for your skin and will publicly praise your skin. He doesn’t care who hears or sees, he will scatter your face and neck with loving kisses to show his love for your skin. He won’t shut up about your skin either. He will praise you until both you and the person realize how perfect your skin is.

“My (y/n) skin is perfect and I love them with everything I have. I love the contrast between our skin tones and how beautiful their’s looks against mine. Their skin tone isn’t a flaw and if you view it as one, that’s your problem.”


Your skin was the first thing he ever complimented you on. Junmyeon abslutely adores your skin and will tell you any chance he gets. He will interlock your hands or run his hands across any exposed skin just to see your beautiful darker skin against his own tan skin. It’s the greatest work of art he’s ever seen and he wouldn’t want you any other way. 

“You’re the most exsquisit work of art I’ve ever seen and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise jagiya. Your skin’s the most beautiful feature you have and you should be proud of it.”


The amount of love he shows you every time he sees you extends to every part of you. From your dark skin to the deepest, darkest part of your personality. He will make every part of you feel loved and makes it hard to feel insecure about yourself. He will talk to you about how you’ll be together as long as his gradparents have and how beautiful your mixed children will be. 

“Whether they’re as dark as you are or a few shades lighter, our kids will be the most beautiful things in the world and I will love them with everything I am.”


When your skin tone comes into play, Baekhyun’s complements will be more unstoppable than usual. He knows how traditional Korea, as well as a majority of Asia, can be and how they can get about other races and cultures but he will take any chance he gets to show how much he loves you. How you look doesn’t matter to him and he loves showing you how much he loves your skin.

“Times are changing here too, slowly but it’s still happening. People might not be as accepting now but all you need is me and my love for you. We can make them see that times have changed. Just know, that I love you and that will never change.”


Jongdae will show you off as his dark skinned gem. He doesn’t care what SM does or his fans and antis do, he will show you off as the most precious thing in the world. There’ll be no secret relationship or late night dates to avoid fansites. He will take pride that he got someone like you to agree to date him and will even shout from the highest rooftop about how much he loves you.

“You deserve to be shown off (y/n). You’re perfect and I still can barely believe that you’d even think of dating me. I promise I will always show you as much love as you deserve and more.”


Chanyeol’s proud to call you his and will love when you show so much of your amazing skin. He absolutely loves when you wear anything that shows so much of your skin. He loves when the sun reflects off your skin too and just adores everything about your skin, making sure you and everyone knows that he does. Like, his instagram will have so many pictures of you, your gorgeous skin, and a paragraph of praise.

“I’m not taking it down. No matter what people say or even SM say, people need to know how much I love you and appreciate you.”


Kyungsoo is a sweetheart and will adore your skin. He’ll always be so cute about it too. He just cups your cheek and gently rubs it with his thumb while he softly praises your skin and just every little thing about you. He just loves you so much and will love letting you know whenever he can, however he can. He loves cuddling with you and tracing patterns on your skin.

“How did I get someone as gorgeous and amazing as you (y/n). Everything about you is amazing and I love you so much. Thank you for being with me and loving me as much as I love you.”


Tao’s so proud to call you his and to be called yours. He will be one to show you off all over instagram and every social media he has. Like, one picture will be your interlocked hands and the caption is all prise about how he adores the contrast and how much he loves having you in his life. He’ll even have multiple pictures of him kissing you anywhere; lips, cheek, neck, anywhere he can that he can post without being reported.

“Look at my dark skinned bǎobèi. They’re my world and they deserve all the love and respect that you guys give me and ten fold.”


Being of a somewhat darker complexion than others, Jongin would definitely love dating a person of color. He gets picked on for his caramel skin and has jokes made about him so honestly, you two will make each other feel so loved and appreciate each other’s skin tones. Kisses and praise will happen so often between you two.

“Thank you for how much love you show for my skin and I love your skin just as much, maybe even more. I’m so thankful to have you (y/n) and I promise to love you with everything I can for the rest of my life.”


Sehun has a hard time of expressing himself and how he feels towards things so you wouldn’t be able to know just how much he loves your skin. The time you find out just how much he loves your skin tone is after you recieved hate for your skin and being his s/o when he posts a candid picture of you in the sun with so much praise and love for you and your skin. 

“My (y/n) is the most perfect human being on the planet and their skin is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life. Any of my fans who hate on them for either their skin or for choosing to date me or even both, I won’t hesitate to do something about it.”