#Kys

[eterosis]

I fucking hate it when I see a childhood trauma comfort post and I'm like omg that's so sweet and then I go into the tags AND I SEE FUCKING 'narcissistic parents' OR 'recovering from a narcissist' LIKE ARE YOU KIDDING ME

[aoi-josei-2]

Wyglądam bardziej jakbym miała kompulsywne obiadanie się a nie anoreksje

[zebrx]

“wiem o tobie wszystko!”

czekaj, wiesz ze mam zaburzenia odżywiania?

“wiem o tobie wszystko!”

czekaj, wiesz ze sie okaleczǎm?

“wiem o tobie wszystko!”

czekaj, wiesz ze mam mysli samobøjcze?

“wiem o tobie wszystko!”

czekaj, wiesz ze sie nie akceptuje?

“wiem o tobie wszystko!”

czekaj, wiesz ze chce sie zabiç?

“wiem o tobie wszystko!”

czekaj, wiesz ze nie mam juz na nic sily?

“wiem o tobie wszystko!”

czekaj, wiesz jak bardzo jestem rozjebana?

nie wiesz nic, bo ja dla ciebie nie istnieje, nie ma mnie, nie widzisz tego co sie dzieje, a ty i tak nie chcesz zebym istaniala, wiec przyznaj to.

[iknowicanbutwhy]

Hello, do-not-make-Mirabelle-angry gang, I present to you @ksenya-and-the-artistic-cucumber being really funny with scattered context

[irhabiya]

(lib who does nothing but police palestinians and antizionists all day voice) and you're not helping the palestinian cause btw

[bloodbathbakery]

Expression practice 🔥

[abottleofchampagne]

If your name is CAROL HAVDALA and work at a art centered school consider yourself an OPP

[chains4w-gutzfuckk]

I'm gonna be fr I fucking hate Valentine's day sm like its literally gonna be my thirteenth reason I stg

[teddybeartoji]

i should be allowed to kill people who dare ruin my cinema experience

[seokminfilm]

nangs | lee seokmin

🪄 pairing, lee seokmin x reader

🪄 warnings, very short, kissing, pet names (seokmin uses 'baby', reader uses seokmin's nicknames), touchy-feely reader, flirty seokmin, wholesome

🪄 summary, your boyfriend can tell the new shorts he bought have a massive effect on you.

🪄 author's note, saw that picture on my interest feed and automatically thought of seokmin (i'm ill ugh he's so fine)........anw currently in a writing slump & period cramps decided to hit me so i'm sorry for the lack of fics ☹ if you have any seokmin aus/fics/tropes you'd like to see me try, let me know! enjoy me and my hormones going insane

🪄 now playing, happy alone, bss (seventeen)

Your boyfriend lies sprawled out on the bed, brown hair still slightly tousled from waking up from his nap. His eyes are tired, half-lidded and handsome as his eyes scan what must be a long-winded text, based on how his lips move as he reads it.

Something was different about him─your boyfriend was always attractive, drawing your attention from everything you were doing even when he wasn't trying to, but he was doing it easier and more often today.

His hair was the same, that rich brown hair fluffy and calling out to you to card your fingers through it. His face was the same too, features more sharp since he just woke up from what must have been a good nap.

It wasn't his smell either─he smelled of faint cologne and men's deodorant (the good, sweet kind), which he always smelled like. Maybe it was the expression he had on his face─still sleep-ridden, but slowly warming up, a lazy smirk on his face as he chuckled at something on his phone's screen. It was attractive, you wouldn't lie, and you loved it when Seokmin was like this.

But, no; that wasn't it either. What was it that kept drawing you to your boyfriend so easily?

...It was those, wasn't it?

Seokmin had bought a new pair of shorts yesterday, as he came in ranting about how he had found all these good sales at the stores he went to. You didn't really get a good look at them until now, and good god, was he hot in them.

The outfit he was wearing now was simple, a snug-fitting, white tank top, paired on top of the pretty shorts. You could see the dip of his body from your vantage point, and you had to hold yourself back from sighing dreamily, biting your fingernail to distract yourself.

Of course he'd wear that while taking a nap so you could walk in on him. He probably knew the effect his tank tops had on you, laughing silently even now at your blushed face.

"You have so many pictures of me on your phone, baby. Why do you need to stare at me? Do you want another one?" Seokmin's voice is rich, and teasing, and you finally meet his eyes, blushing as Seokmin smirks at you.

"I do want another picture, actually." You play along, walking over to your side of the bed as you slide in beside Seokmin. The scent of his fading cologne draws you in faster than you can think, and you're already tracing the veins in his muscles, giggling as Seokmin laughs at you.

"Photo ops are closed at the moment. Give me an hour when I look presentable." Seokmin jeers lightly, and you shake your head, kissing him slowly as he hums.

"You look presentable just like this." You whisper, hands ghosting over the white tank top and shorts. Seokmin smiles up at you, eyes filled with mirth and sparkles as he chuckles lowly.

"I'd knew you'd like these. I remember when we went shopping the last time, you said I'd look good in this specific style of shorts. See? I took your advice. I listen well." Seokmin's sentence is muffled by the sound of your lips on his again, and his hands fly to your hips, not stopping your ministrations.

"So well." You add, and Seokmin's face gets a splash of red, cheeks blaring up as he scoffs, looking away. Giggling lightly, your fingertips tease the end of Seokmin's tank top, and he giggles, breath picking up as he shakes his head.

"You're such a tease, baby. Stop─get your fingertips away from there. That tickles." Seokmin has a light pout on his lips, and you kiss the pout, smiling.

"I love you." You say out of the blue, and Seokmin smiles, lips flush against your neck as he nods. "I love you too."

"No, like─" You pause, finger tracing Seokmin's strong collarbone. He sighs lightly, leaning into his pillow as his eyes flutter shut for just a second.

He looks heavenly like this─silent as he lets you do your thing. He mumbles something under his breath, and although you can't hear it, you can tell it's a curse word. You giggle even more at the thought of flustering him to the point of cursing.

"What are you laughing at?" Seokmin opens his eyes, so in tune with you that he knows you're hiding a laugh.

"Nothing, Seok." You smile, kissing his neck again as he sighs. "Now let me finish my thought." Seokmin laughs lightly, smile growing wider as you tug at his ears, tracing them softly.

"I love you so much. You're so kind, and funny, and sweet, and understanding, and warm, and loving, and caring, and cheerful, and all mine. All mine." You finish, now just inches away from Seokmin's lips as you look down at them, glossy from your earlier kisses.

"And you're all mine, baby." Seokmin's voice is so low it's a rumble now, and you smile, closing the gap as you close the deal that came with it: you are Seokmin's, and he is yours.

[blankjayce]

tired of seeing teenage boys talk about women "murdering children"

and what about the real children that are being shot in class? what're y'all gonna do about them? you only care about killing children when the power of it is in the hands of a woman. when real children are dying, you turn your heads and close your eyes. and that is because you don't care about those children, it's because you care about women having power.

[tryingtobealive]

udalo mi sie dzisiaj zostac w domu ale dosłownie sie poplakalam mówiąc mamie ze nie mam siły isc tam (jedyny plus tego ze ciemno jest i nie zobaczyła)

[plaguemushrooms]

Dr retro

[nerkaaa]

błagam powiedźcie że też tak macie że jak schudnacie to nie widzicie żadnej różnicy nawet na zdjęciach a waga spada 😔😔

[stoner3456]

he just like me fr!!

[hateblackies]

6.12.06

"Dammit, I keep failing this level," you exclaimed, frustration evident in your voice as you sat on the sofa, Nintendo Switch in hand. Satoru, lounging beside you with a can of soda, turned his attention to you upon hearing your complaint.

"You suck. Let me give it a try," he said, swiftly grabbing the Nintendo from your hands. As he played, his face contorted in amusement mingled with disbelief.

"This is the easiest level. You're horrible," he taunted, a snarky smile playing on his lips as he laughed hysterically. Rolling your eyes, you considered snatching the game back from him. Before you could react, another figure approached—Suguru Geto, Satoru's friend.

"Satoru, leave the poor girl alone," Suguru said quietly as he was approaching closer, though his sarcasm was palpable, earning a frown from you. Ignoring Suguru's comment, Satoru showed him the screen, prompting Suguru to glance at it before directing his attention to you.

"If you need help, Satoru isn't your best option," he remarked bluntly. "I... didn't ask him for help," you replied, annoyance evident in your tone, only to be cut off again. "Hey! If anything, I'm better than you. I'm the Nintendo expert," Satoru interjected, his childish nature clear.

"You're too boastful," Suguru retorted. With a final eye roll, you snatched the Nintendo back, the argument between Satoru and Suguru escalating behind you as you walked away, feeling somewhat unnoticed amidst their banter.