#musings on touch or no touch

[metamorphesque]

think about how there’s no such thing as a complete touch—only the illusion of it… think about how you’re moved and affected and scarred and scratched and bruised and kissed and bitten by a mere illusion… think about how you’re saved from the real thing… think about how you’re bereaved of the real thing

[intimatelyhungry]

l want to slide your underwear off you, and bury my head between your legs. 😏

[haechansunshineboy]

*:・ﾟ✧. *:・ﾟ✧.

*:・ﾟ✧. *:・ﾟ✧.

Haechan’s rings always look so pretty on his fingers. The different intricately designed silver bands on both his left and right hands just look so good against his skin. You’d been daydreaming about holding hands with him (or his fingers trailing down your bare stomach-).

It was becoming a problem, since you were getting incredibly distracted by his hands holding the red solo cup.

He caught your eye from across the crowd, raising his eyebrows to greet you from afar. You wave back at Haechan, watching him start squeezing past people to get to where you were standing.

“Hey.” His voice puts you at ease every time and you reply back with a “hey” as well.

“Wanna get out of here?” Haechan asks you. “We can take a walk together, if you want.”

You nod, smiling at him as he gestures with two fingers for you to follow him out.

-

The two of you walked around the block until you reached a local food chain, opting to sit on the side of the empty parking lot.

The cool wind felt nice against your skin, and you turn your head to face Haechan, who was already looking at you.

You flushed at seeing his gaze on you, his soft smile growing bigger before he started talking.

“Anyway I started watching this new show..”

-

Haechan’s hands rested on his lap, palms facing upwards towards the night sky. Again, your attention was drawn to the rings adorning his hands. The simple silver band on his left index finger, the delicate ring shaped to look like a rounded nail on his ring finger, and your favorite: the pretty braided metal on his right index finger.

“Everything ok?” He asks you, noticing you hadn’t responded to his question about the show.

Feeling bold for once, you muster the courage to drag your index finger over one of the pretty silver rings adorning his knuckle.

“Sorry, I got distracted by your rings.” You mutter. You let the pad of your fingertips brush against his palm as well, feeling how soft his hands were.

“It’s o-ok. My little cousins are always asking if I’m m-married. So annoying.”

You look up at him, taking in the sight of Haechan’s attempt at being nonchalant, his reddening ears giving him away. You smile softly, bringing your attention back to his hands.

“They’re so pretty.”

Haechan lets out a soft breath when you pull your hand away, hoping you didn’t pick it up.

“Y-you know, my chain is also really nice..” He trails off, never taking his eyes off of you.

You beam at him, secretly enjoying seeing this flustered version of Haechan.

*:・ﾟ✧. *:・ﾟ✧.

[justvea18]

Art block sketches of my muses

[moonlight-prose]

old man!logan and falling in love feels like a wound. a terrible bloody wound that could only be created by the mauling of a wild animal. he doesn’t fall gracefully, he fights it. he bites and chews and snarls with each tender touch; his teeth are sharpened by reverence, his heart poisoned by plush lips and slick thighs. he is the beast you brought in for a meal, the stray you tried to save. and now he refuses to leave.

[life-imitates-art-far-more]

Auguste Rodin (1840-1917) "The Cathedral" (1908) Stone Located in the Musée Rodin, Paris, France

[shallowcloudz]

I know that hua cheng's mother is barely mentioned in the books, but we know from mxtx that she was part of an ethnic minority (likely hmong judging by hua cheng's jewelry and accessories) and that hua cheng was very close to her, meaning that she was likely the only other person, apart from xie lian, to ever treat hua cheng with kindness and respect. Which got me thinking, what if, after her death, her soul lingered in the mortal realm as a peaceful ghost for a while and maybe during that time her and hua cheng managed to meet by chance? Thus allowing hua cheng to reunite with his mother and spend some time with her before she passed on.

[macheinroyale]

She’s Beautiful

📸: me

[intimatelyhungry]

baby, arch you back for me and let me take you from behind. 😏

[avichor]

i love watching a show about death and trauma and the dehumanization of people by the top 1% just to see endless posts about ships

[cruel-hiraeth]

lion hybrid jing yuan who refuses to go to sleep unless you allow him to groom you…

[rueyam]

loving some people from a distance is safer for my heart

[lady-phasma]

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen - Dune: Part 2

No caption, just hands

[intimatelyhungry]

come here my girl and let me kiss you. up and down your neck, across your collarbone and up to your lips. 😏