#get it while u caaaan

[puretopia]

[moonandsunwoo]

hello baby can u write sunday morning cuddles with the boyz like a reaction but not really reacting just cuddles yknow yws okay so ??? how tbz would cuddle ?! but sunday morning!! smth bout sunday morning man idk i just like cuddles and boyz and u okay thank u !! ♡♡

hello my love 💗 yes i sure caaaan and may I offer a proposal: I give u Bermuda-Line now and the rest a bit later on so that you can have at least 3/4 of your main-babes on a Sunday morning…sound good? I will link the others later. Love uuuu~

Sunday mornings with tbz bermudaline

# — pairing: juyeon / younghoon / hyunjae x reader

# — genre: fluufff

# — warnings: none

— juyeon

Groggy, bedhair juyeon

Reaches out with his enormously long arms until he finds you before he’s even fully awake

It’s a reflex by now

He also keeps complaining that the bed is too broad

And that one day he’d have to throw a lasso to get to you

His arms are more than enough tbh

He still likes to be dramatic about it sometimes

however, and without fail, he’ll always find you somehow (it’s not like y’all are KILOMETRES apart anyways…)

SWOOP and there you are in his arms, tucked against his chest tightly

Stuck!

But comfortably

Juyeon’s quite good at that yknow

He’s also good at holding your hand with his

Not in a “intertwining fingers kind of way” tho

He just places them on top of yours

“You comfy?” “Mhm”

Sometimes carefully tightens his arms just to see if you react or if you fell asleep already

In that position it’s really comfy to slip arms around Juyeon-waist

Just saying ☕️☕️

Likes to caress circles with his thumb against your skin

S gonna take a while to get out of that leg-tangled cuddle pile

<3

— hyunjae

usually it was the light that somehow kept finding ways to fall thorough the curtains (even though he swore he would pull them shut) that would wake him up.

Today however it wasn’t.

Today it was the additional, weirdly comforting weight that suddenly rested on his chest, right under his chin.

Well it was that and then light, because as soon as he only slightly opened his eyes, the sun decided to send a particularly penetrating beam right to his face that almost made him sneeze.

Anyways

That something was sleepy you

Sleepy cuddly you that made Hyunjae’s heart beat out of his CHEST

He’s just very soft for you okay?

Carefully wraps arms around your upper body to properly hold you

Morning voice is so so pretty

That’s very gentle back-rubs for you

And dozing off together again only to wake up in the exact same position again and repeating the whole thing

Sunday mornings with Hyunjae are very gentle

“Mrning”

He kinda just rolls over until he finds you

Dreads having to get up for training when…

It’s Sunday

He can just stay

Immediately happy hoonie

nuzzles face right into your neck

There, that’s comfy

Prepare to stay like that for the next few hours

There’s not much talking, but lots of waking up together with the rest of the world

Lots of watching light wander through the room whilst holding comfortably

Lots of absentmindedly toying with each other’s fingers too

Most times it’s you holding a single finger of his and him finding it kinda cute

If either of you gets hungry there will be food made or (if you feel really lazy) ordered

And Younghoon would get the door, hair sticking up in all directions

Immediately crawls back into your arms

The morning isn’t over until you decide so, okay

⌕ m.list

© moonandsunwoo

🌷tags - @hwallswrld

[blossomkoushi]

can u do a continuation of the nipple piercings w/ suna but it's me giving him a tongue piercing and calling him a good boy

i sure caaaan <3 work in question

includes slight description of piercing, nothing too graphic

your fingers run though suna's hair, pushing his head back slightly and his hazy eyes rolling up to look at you. his tongue sticking out, a clamp pinching the muscle and a blue dot sitting on his tongue.

"gonna look so handsome, rin" you hum, gently rubbing his cheek with your thumb and his skin heats up under your touch.

"fhank you" suna tries to talk despite the clamp keeping his tongue from moving properly, making you giggle lightly.

"good boy, just stay still for me" pressing a kiss to his forehead, you let go of his face and turn around to the sink, getting the already sterilized needle and the piercing that will be going through suna's tongue.

from the corner of your eye you can see him smirk, basking in the praise and trying to sit up straighter. turning back again, you grab the clamp and keep his tongue in place, checking the dot again to make sure it's symmetrical.

"deep breath in-" you instruct, waiting for him to comply before pressing the tip of the needle to the dot, checking his eyes only to see that they're closed. smiling to yourself, the needle pushes through his tongue with a swift move. he winces slightly, eyebrows scrunching up.

"shhh, good boy rin, did so good. breathe out." air hits your hand before you can finish speaking.

your hands move smoothly, moving the needle out and putting in the bar and tightening the ball. suna winces slightly when the clamp lets go, moving his tongue back into his mouth.

"did so good for me. stick your tongue out again, let me see" the silver ball flashes on his tongue while he smiles, his hands grabbing your hips and making you straddle him.

"like it?"

"mmhm- a lot" you purr, leaning in to kiss his neck hotly.

[cleoselene]

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I feel like Tori is one of the few artists that will change her setlist from night to night and that’s just. Amazing. That totally makes sense. And Scarlet’s Walk is up there for me, too. My fave is Choirgirl, but SW is second, I think. But now that Lover is out a while (and therefore the novelty has worn off a bit) and I’ve been able to listen to it and the other albums over again, it definitely has shot to the top.

that’s why I’ve bothered to see Tori seven times.  I know I’ll get a different show every time.  I don’t understand people who like, tour with artists who play the same fucking songs every night, like isn’t once enough lol?  But I understand the people who tour with Tori because she plays a new show every night.  I love how she has so many songs she sometimes needs the crowd to remind her of the lyrics.  When I saw her in 2005 she did “Baker Baker” and was like, wait, what’s the next lyric?  LOL.  She did the same thing when she sang “Daisy Dead Petals” (!!!!!! SHE’S PLAYED THAT LIKE FIVE TIMES IN HER CAREER !!!!!) and the crowd helped her along and it was the cutest moment

and then I read the concert review and the reviewer was like SHE WAS SO UNPROFESSIONAL DIDN’T KNOW THE WORDS SEEMED CHECKED OUT and I was like bitch, u don’t know Tori.  She tailors her setlists to fit the locale, which is cool.  The only song she overplays is “Leather” lol.

Lover is amazing because it is the ULTIMATE car concert album omg.  When “the Man” comes on and I’m driving my buttcheeks are clenching in time with the music and I’m all I’M SOOOOO SICK OF RUNNING AS FAST AS I CAAAAN and it’s glorious

Death By a Thousand Cuts is my current fave but god the whole album is good shit.  London Boy is the weakest link and even there I find it charmingly unpretentious and unafraid of being cheesy and that’s always been one of Taylor’s strengths.

[ddearddigitalddiary]

sweetener: Stoned Favorites

So I’ve tried making this post before. However, I was doing it on mobile and I switched to another app, tried going back, then my post that was almost halfway through the album had disappeared. I think that’s kinda fitting for this album specifically. At first the album was whatevers to me. There were a few songs I listened to quite often, but overall I didn’t think of the album as a favorite. Before I went to see Ari live on tour, I wanted to prepare and listen to both sweetener and thank u, next and any other single she’s dropped since. That made me listen to this album again all the way through, and realizing how much I under-appreciated it... Now as one of my faves, here’s sweetener while I’m stoned.

raindrops: (what a freaking great opening to an album) wheeeeeeen RAINDRops feeellllllll... / ooooh she crrriiiiiieeeed, an aaangeeel CRIIIIIIiiiiiiiiIIIIIIEEED, she CRIIIIIIIIIIEEEEDDDD

blazed: (overall, great funky vibe)  DON’T think that it cannot happen cauuuse it caaaan, shawty you can get *blazed*, SLEEP if you want and wake up in looove agaaain, shawty you can get *blazed*

the light is coming: (took me a very long time to like this one, pretty much i love Nicki’s verse the most) yo Ariana come let me give you a high five, the light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole

R.E.M.: (fucking HIT) excuse me, ummmmm, i love you, i know that’s not the way to start a conversation, trouble / think I hear some wedding bells

God is a woman: (such a mood) *yuh* I tell you all the things you should know, so baby take my hand save your soul, we can make it last take it sloooow, i can tell that you know i know how i want it, and your different from the rest, and boy if you confess you might get blessed, see if you deserve what comes next, i’m telling you the way i like it how i want it

sweetener: i like the way-you lick-the bowl, somehow your me-thod touches my soul /  SHEESH

successful: (love this one) do you like it bae, does it give you chiiilllssss, does it make you feeel COLD

everytime: (one of my favorite songs of all time now, i love the whole thing forreal) i’ve triiied to fight our energy *yeeh* but eeeeverytiiime i think i’m freeeEEEEeeeeEEeeeee *yuh* you get high and call on the regular, i get weak and fall like a teenager, why oh why does god keep bringing me, back to you BACK TO YOU BABY 

breathin: FEEL my BLOOD RUNnniinnn, SWEAR the SKY’S FAALllinnn, i KNOW THAT ALL that shit’s complicated mmmmmm, TIME goes BY AND iiii, CAN’T conTROL MY miiinnnd, DON’T KNOW WHAT ELSE to try but *YOU* taught me everytiiiiimeeeee

no tears left to cry: they-point out the colors in you, i see em too and boy i like em, i liiiike em, i like em, we way too flyyy to partake in all this hate we out here viiibiiin, WE VIIIIBN, viiibin

borderline: (Queen Missy) seeeeems like i’m coming on strong but i don’t want this time to paaasss, i know you got a lotta chicks hollering at you but i bet they cannot laaast, you know i’m the wifey typppe bae

better off: let’s put them topics to bed and go fuck on the roof, just to say that we did it

goodnight n go: lately all i want is you on top of me, you know where your hands should be, so baby won’t you come show me, hmm

pete davidson: universe must have my back, fell from the sky into my lap, and i know you know that you’re my soulmate and all that

get well soon: want you to get beEETTAAHH, my life is so controlled by the what-ifs

[pigstepmp3-moved]

Full Moon

word count: 5,078

ship: shaun diaz x ryland carlton

content warnings: none really! beyond brief mention of smoking

Love is all consuming, some would say. It'll make you stupid and obsessed, unable to focus in on anything at all. Shaun respectfully disagrees, having a stronger boundary on equally spreading out her time. Ryland tries to agree too, most of the time.

But, he'll be damned if sometimes the slender silhouette of his lover, his best friend, his everything, doesn't encompass him and swallow him whole. It'll make him dizzy and ditzy, like a schoolgirl who twirls her hair and pops bubblegum, who writes her and her first love's names in a heart.

With her back to Ryland, Shaun slouches over the bench of a bay window, located in one of her spare rooms. He's got nothing to do in here, since this room has always strictly been for Shaun's hippie, witchy, ghouls, goblins stuff that he couldn't wrap his head around. But, it was impressive as hell that she could. She never missed a beat when she tried to explain it all to him, the information seemingly locked in the most vital part of her brain. 

He was well aware that he shouldn't bother her. She already made him go through a "cleansing" as she called it, just to be in the room with her while she did all of this. Which included being nearly smoked out by some frankincense and lavender incense, meditating for five minutes, promising to have No Bad Vibes, and having to hold some crystals the whole time he was going to be in the room. He didn't really mind though. The incense could be a little overwhelming, but the meditating was nice, the crystals were pretty, and actively combating negative thoughts wasn't too bad. And he was still allowed to smoke, and hang out with his girl. It could definitely be worse.

He beams a smile at her, even though she can't see him. Everything about her is making him melt; she looks so delicate in the lighting of moonlight and candles, which is a rarity in itself, considering her tough exterior, the soft hums coming from her lips as she's organizing her things, her wild curls, the ends still holding a hint of purple from the last time it was dyed, and the way she looks on her knees, (He thinks that last part, both from a sexual and nonsexual stance.) 

After what feels like hours of admiring her, studying her, he speaks up. He talks softly, barely above a whisper, before he realizes she didn't hear him. "Shay?" He asks, more urgently this time.

She perks up and continues to focus on her task, "Yeah, teddy?"

Ry's smile is nothing short of gooey, his eyes gazing dreamily and longingly. He forgets that he was meant to follow-up with something before Shaun looks back at him questioningly. "Oh! Um," he pauses, knowing he never had anything to say in the first place, just desperate for an ounce of her attention. 

She stares back a minute longer before tilting her head, "Welllll..?"

"Whatcha dooooin'?" He decides to ask, after he's already turns a bright red.

Shaun smiles and turns back to face the window, "Well, tonight's a full moon." She giggles at the silence before further explaining herself, "Those are good for cleansing and recharging my tools. My tarot cards, my crystals, things like that. So I'm getting things ready for that. Just making sure I have all of my crystals, and running everything through some incense to cleanse it before I set it on the windowsill."

He smiles, still confused but nodding along, "Oh! That's cool. How long is that gonna take?"

"Not too much longer, I don't think. But I have a lot of crystals, so. Definitely another ten or so minutes."

He toys with his hands, "Caaaan I help at all?"

"Well, I do need the sperm of a righteous man."

He blinks a few times, blushing brightly, "Oh! Um, well, I-"

She cackles and shakes her head, "Ry, I'm kidding! I love you, but you are so easy!"

Ryland brings his hands up to cover his cheeks, "You're an asshole!"

She giggles and nods, "I'm well, well aware!"

He giggles softly and continues to watch her, tapping his foot impatiently before moving the crystals he was meant to hold in one hand. He grabs a cigarette and lights it, smoking it while watching her.

Shaun finishes up a good fifteen minutes later. She takes her necklace off and sets it in the windowsill, smiling sadly at it. 

He tilts his head and crawls closer to her, "You have to recharge your mom?"

She snorts and sniffles, "No, she just loved full moons. It feels right to give her a break from my shit and let her do something she loved."

He pouts when she sniffles, quickly wrapping his arms around her and pulling her back into his lap. "Hey, hey. No bad vibes, remember the thorough conversation from earlier?"

She giggles wetly and nods, "No bad vibes. I'm ridding of them. I just miss her." 

Ryland nods and rubs her cheek gently, "I know, ma chérie."

She melts and smiles up at him, "We can go to a different room if you want. I know all the incense can get overwhelming."

Ryland shakes his head and smiles, slowly rocking her, "Nah, I'm okay here. I know this is your space, I want you to feel comforted."

Shaun smiles big and bright, letting herself melt into every curve and indent of his body, and letting her love for him be all consuming.

PLEASE!!!!!!! GODGODGOD, IM DECEASED, IM A MELTED PUDDLE ON THE GROUND!!!!!!! THIS IS SO GOOD!!!!!! U CHARACTERIZED THEM EXACTLY WRITE, ITS LIKE U STOLE MY BRAIN!!!!!!!! WAAAAAAA

[helrialmia]

I caaaan

Day three: "Scars". Shiro really-really don’t like when someone see his scars. It was not shame or awkwardness, he just don’t like show it and talk about it. 1. “Hey, Shiro, how you think…” Lance froze with opening mouth, looking on Shiro’s back. Shiro get deep calming breath, quickly pulled on the jacket and ask: “About?” “Is it… is it a… oh, about go to the space moll?” Shiro pretended that he doesn't notice that Lance want to ask about his scars. 2. The next was Pidge. She see into his arm and in her hangar was warmed than usually. His shirt is wet and at one moment Pidge looked on his scars which were fairly well visible. “It’s hurt?” “Few times”, Shiro can’t be wicked with Pidge but she understood that he doesn’t like such questions and changed theme. 3. “Um, may be you want this?” Hunk awkwardly offered Shiro his yellow cloak. Shiro amazedly looked at him - solemn evening on a peaceful planet demanded official clothes, but it turned out to be quite hot, and one of the aborigine overturned on Shiro a large mug of water, which made his cloak unsuitable. And everything would be alright if black paladin’s clothes under cloak didn’t be without one piece of textile on his back. So, most of time Shiro stand leaning against the wall with his back. “Uh…” “Take it”, Hunk smiled and threw a cloak over his shoulders. “Thank you, Hunk”. 4. “Oh, number one, something happened?” Koran doing something strange with few devices on the bridge where Shiro catch him: “No, I just want to ask, if you can remove tattoo for me?” “Tattoo? I need to look at this, but I see no obstacles”. “It’s may be more like a brand”, with a little bit of shame added Shiro. “Well, let’s go to medical deck and see”, Koran calming smiled to him. He got a few looks at Shiro’s right shoulder and said: “I’m sorry, Shiro, but I know, I can’t remove this. I’m so sorry”. “Everything is fine, Koran”, Shiro hurried away and Koran shook his head softly: “It’s not fine”. 5. “Shiro, are you okay? I did not want to hit so hard”. “Uh, you are a terrible enemy, Allura”, Shiro said after a long cough. They trained on deck alone and at first it seemed as good idea to get spar with each other. “You too”, sniffed she, looked to herself. Two of they were covered in bruises and their training's clothes were torn in many places. “This scar ... I wrong or it is right above the heart?” Shiro strained and lost all his gaiety that he got after spar. “Sorry, I need to go”. “Dammit”, Allura cursed softly. +1. “What u doin?” Keith left kiss on Shiro’s cheek, put down his chin on Shiro’s shoulder and looked at the screen. “Hm, something smart and serious…” “Yeah, it’s a sheme how Castle will protected in automatically mode”. “I got it”, Keith joined to him on the bed and smiled: “Allura was upset and asked me to apologize to you. What she did?” “Um, nothing”. “Scars again”, nodded Keith. “I thought so”. Shiro looked away and shrugged - sometimes Keith knew him better than he want. “You don’t again think that you are ugly?” “No, I just don’t want to show my scars. It’s not a big deal”. “Okay”, Keith left another kiss on Shiro’s throat and smiled: “Just ask. Can I do something? May be kiss all your scars that you don’t think about this so much?” “You are absolutely unbearable”, sniffed Shiro and got his screen closer: “I will think about this”. “Well, say me when you end with all this serious shit, and I get a nap while you will think”, Keith settled himself comfortably behind Shiro’s back and after a couple of minutes snored sweetly, buried face in his shoulder. Shiro sniffed and can’t hold smile - Keith was like a storm. This storm burst under his skin after first day in Castle and didn’t do even smallest move to find out how Shiro got his scars. He didn’t ask and didn’t stared. He pretend that he didn’t care about it, but when Shiro tell - he listened with all attention. One thing in which he was convinced that Shiro didn’t think about himself bad. And such reaction was so pleasant, that sometimes Shiro forget about his scars and think how he deserved someone so perfect.