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The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.

2 Peter 3:9 NIV

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I stumbled upon a website that allows you to blend any colors evenly no matter how opposite on the spectrum they are.

sharing the knowledge

very helpful art resource

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dramatic reading of greenland oc

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I don't know why I remember

the smell of my papa's work place. It's just so huge and spacious and so many places where a little kid shouldn't run into. With the badge pressed against the scanner, the glass doors slid open and as I walked through that gateway I took a deep breath. This is where my papa works. I loved the way it smelled and if I close my eyes and take a deep breath imagining that I'm walking through those doors once more I can almost almost taste the air from my memory. 

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When I was 16, I had a fake I.D. and decided to go to a gay bar by myself because some friends bailed on me. While there, an older gentleman bought me a drink. He wasn’t a creeper, and he definitely wasn’t unattractive. I accepted the drink and began talking to him. No big deal. As the hour progressed, I felt myself feeling strange. I mentioned that I felt like I had a headache, and this guy helped guide me out of the bar. As we were walking down the street, the thought of, ‘Oh god, he’s drugged me, I’m going to die’ came to my head. I tried to get away, but I was so drugged up that I could barely walk, let alone speak. It also didn’t help that I had really large ��goth’ platform shoes because I was going through a phase. Anyway, this guy brought me to his suv and began undressing me. As a final act of defiance, I hit him over the head with my platform shoe. He then punched me, and I remember thinking, ‘Why don’t they ever give workshops to gay guys about being victims of rape too?’ While I was as careful as possible, I never saw the guy slip something in the drink. I even watched the bar tender make the drink. Anyway, I lied there completely paralyzed while this pervert was lubing up. I locked eyes with his for a moment, and that’s when it happened. A very large and angry drag queen opened the door of the vehicle and beat the shit out of my attempted rapist. She and her other drag friends helped dress and care for me while the police arrived. I was saved by a group of guardian drag queens. They were basically the modern day ‘angels from heaven.’

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(( And by different I mean he’s a host/prostitute. ))

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Paul Davis is alive, that was apparently a sick and cruelly timed joke.

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A writer for the new york times interviewed a series of people who had survived jumping off the golden gate bridge. Every person she interviewed admitted that about two thirds of the way down, they realized that every seemingly meaningless problem that caused them to jump was fixable.

Every single one.

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Superhusband fanfic

(( For mum and apologizes my brain farted one too many times: ))

Tony mumbled tohimself rubbing away the sleepy yellow bugs from his eyes with his hands only to realize that he had crackly dried stuff on his hands already. It was then when he remembered where he was and just what happened the night before with all the drinks and what not. He turned his groggy head down at where he would expect to find his hot ancient hubby but was met with stained wrinkled bedsheets instead. Tony sighed to himself as images flashed through his mind and his face got all red and hot as if it wasn't already hot. 

With a grunt he hauled that hot piece of ass  himself off the bed pulling the tangled sheets off his legs and willed his lazy butt over to the shower to get all the stuff off his bod. When he walked into the bathroom there was confetti on the floor and streamers off the ceiling and steve sitting on the marble floor in front of the toilet in the fetal position.

"What the hell happened in here?" Tony strode over to the curled up body that is his hubby and knelt down and hover handed over that fine piece of meat before actually placing his palm on Steve's shoulder awkwardly. Jarvis pipped up,

"He seems to be going through some sort of shock. Cultural differences I suppose. I just notified him that he was-"

"Don't say it!" Steve shouted at the dismembered robot voice, his own voice cracking kind of still hoarse from last night's rounds. Tony got a peak at his lover's face and saw that it was a nice bright tomato red. "Don- don't you dare say it!" 

Amused a smirking Tony ran his fingers through Steve's short fuzzy golden locks crawling over the superhuman's curled up body.  "Hey Jarvis," He could feel steve stiffen up underneath him. "What did you tell him?"

"Simply, against all laws of nature, that he was-"

"Noooooooooo"

"-pregnant." 

Steve started to sob over-dramatically, face in his hands this is need to know because this explains the fetal position that he was found in when Tony walked in on him Tony's smirk sort of froze on his face. Processing the information his mouth opened and shut like a fish out of water almost at loss of words as Jarvis once again shot out streamers and confetti once more in celebration.

"Congratulations sir you're going to be a father. And I should say I am not surprised with the amount of copulation that was happening between the two of you."

Tony baffled by this and Steve just as confused and in the end they had a baby boy through some science-y gene-y mutation thing-y. They named the child Esteban and he was just like his daddies; smart, strong, sarcastic, and very well built.

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A lush hour-long housey, swingy, electroswingy, boompty kinda musical treat!

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If the voice had a face...alas it doesn't so I refuse to describe the smug smirk he would have on his pompous face if he had a face.

That should last you another day boy...carry on...carry on...

The child was humming to himself now as he walked onwards in the dark.

“It’s cold and dark…I’m alone…dongsang…what should I do…?”

The normally snarky voice in his head didn’t reply but instead reveled in the fact that his host was suffering.

“…neh…dongsang…say something…please?”

Not even a whisper. The child was on the verge of tears now.

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oh too easy...the poor boy won't last if I leave him like this...Let's change it up a bit...

The voice in the little boy's mind began humming a soothing tune. Something old, familiar, comforting...something like...home. The child wrapped his arms around himself in a hug and held on tightly as the song in his mind played. And the words materialized and fell softly upon his mind.

nabi...

"...Butterfly..."

“It’s cold and dark…I’m alone…dongsang…what should I do…?”

The normally snarky voice in his head didn’t reply but instead reveled in the fact that his host was suffering.

“…neh…dongsang…say something…please?”

Not even a whisper. The child was on the verge of tears now.

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My first fan fic

A/N: Okay so like this is my first fanfiction ever so please be gentle!

MichaelxChaeg(Eun Ho Kim)

~x~At the ice cream parlor~x~

I stared at his masculine face as he licked his lips smexily finishing the rest of his ice cream. His black eyes glancing at my face suggestively before he turned his gaze down upon my ice cream cone. Shifting his body he leaned forward towards me and reached out and stole some of my ice cream with his finger. I pouted with the best pout I could muster.

"Hey. This is my ice cream. Not yours." He merely shrugged cooly brushing away my remark and continued to take my peanut butter chocolate chip triple scoop. I pretended to ignore him, pretended to be looking away. But I was always watching him sending messages with my mind to get him to wake up and come to his senses. To realize that my ice cream wasn't what he really wanted.

He moved.

I looked in his direction and watched him lick his lips before he slid down the bench under the table. My jaw dropped onto the table when I felt his hands resting on my legs slowly making their way up to the zipper.

'Was this really happening?!? Has my message finally been recieved?!?' I thought gleefully as his big hands unzipped my jeans. The answer came in the form of his tongue licking my thing.

"Whoa...Michael-sama...your stick is getting so big..." Chaeg mumbled as he kept licking my thing almost skillfully. I could feel my face become red as heat grew down there. I almost gasped as he wrapped his mouth around my stick and sucked on it like a delicious popsicle making moaning sounds.

"mmmmmm....mnnnnmmmmnnnn......mmmmnnnnnnfffff...mmmmmm....." Michael's best friend four ever was going down on him like a baby on a mother's boob. And he liked it. This went on for an hour before Michael let it all out. And Chaeg's mouth was there waiting to swallow it all up.

"mmm..." he moaned as he licked my perfectly shaped stick clean. "...Michael-sama...I love your man milk...it's so sweet..." he purred, his head on my lap, those smexy lips hovering oh so close to my little friend, breathing upon it. I could only imagine what else would make this perfect opportunity perfecter.

"Please give me more Michael-sama."

Next thing I know I found myself staring at his bare back before he pressed it against my torso. Bringing his arms behind him so that he could feel my smooth as marble skin with his surprisingly soft hands. His hips swaying from side to side like a belly dancer, his bare buttocks grinding back into my private spot, I could feel it slowly standing back up in perfect attention. I knew he could feel the heat down there again because he had stopped his hip swaying and removed his hands. Slowly he leaned forward, placing his chest on the table, legs spread apart, raising his butt up like a dog in heat.

"Please Michael-sama...give me more..." he growled in a low husky voice wagging that ass in front of me.

"Well with you begging like that...how could I say no...?" I licked my lips as I placed my marble white hands upon his finely tanned hips and pushed my thing into his hole.

"Oooohhh~ Michael-sama~ Do you like my butt~?" He moaned as I moved my hips going in and out like a pro.

"Oh yes...book you're so fine..." I replied.

This went on for another hour. And being the amazing smex god that I am, I had made him come a hundred times before I reached my peak and filled him with with my sweet man juice. He moaned, mewing like a kitten.

"ooh~ Michael-sama~ That was amazing~" he purred, "I don't think I'll ever find anyone as perfect as you~" he slowly got off the table, beads of sweat rolling down that fine body of his, and turned to drape his arms around my shoulders.

I could feel the heat rising from his skin from our intense loving, the heaving of his chest as he breathed down my neck. The shaking of his legs brought my attention back towards him as I scooped him up in my arms as if he was the bride and I the groom. Shyly he looked up at me. A deep blush running across his face.

"I...I don't think I've ever felt this way before...about anyone...Michael..." his voice soft, almost scared to admit something.

"...what do you mean...?" I asked, my melodious voice comforting to his precious ears. Of course, I knew exactly what he meant but to hear it directly from his mouth was an entirely different matter.

"I..." he paused and looked down then took a deep breath, "I- I love you!" exclaimed. His face turning a very interesting shade of red. Oh this was absolutely perfect. Nothing could ruin this moment now. I took my chance then and there and pulled out a small velvet covered box.

"Then...Eun Ho Kim...would you give me the honor of marrying you...?" I asked, opening the box single handedly showing the most dazzling diamond ring that money could buy. He gasped, hands covering his mouth as his eyes started to water up.

"...oh..." Tears started to roll down his cheeks. "...yes... Yes.... Oh Michael-sama a thousand times YES!!" He cried. And then I kissed him and carried him all the way to las Vegas and got married and made lots of cash and had a lot of super hot butt smex and lived happily ever after. The end.

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Hey Tumblr!!!!

I don't really know how to use this yet, but I know that you are all going to love it!!!!

I may not have any followers yet OTL;;;;; but I will soon!!!!!!!