Rio/Misa

i love the 25th Bam a normal amount • pfp @CAK3O • header @Chii_chan_art • nsfw • ❄️🌰 • 👑🌰 • all/🌰 • any prns • aguadefruit on ao3

[skopostheorie]

Touch his mind Lord is going to be a part of my vocabulary forever now

[system-reset]

birthday party for a newborn baby.

[certifiedgirlthing]

Or if your baby was born 10 years ago.

[myothertardisisonthemun]

Birthday party for a 10 year old baby

[certifiedgirlthing]

Or a 20-year-old baby?

[thesungod]

i think we as a society need to start accepting that fictional love stories need to be a bit toxic for us to go insane over them… like, sometimes you kinda need the two parties to be obsessed with each other and fucked up and willing to bring each other back from the dead instead of moving on and go to therapy i’m sorry😔

[socialistexan]

[ylge]

It's a nice weather to take a selfie 🤳

Just discovered about wooahae and I think it's cute!!

[blxckmxrch]

so like, im guessing Twitter is officially dead now

[theclonewriter-blog]

“This is your daily, friendly reminder to use commas instead of periods during the dialogue of your story,” she said with a smile.

[onewordtest]

“Unless you are following the dialogue with an action and not a dialogue tag.” He took a deep breath and sat back down after making the clarifying statement. 

[joehywheelah]

“However,” she added, shifting in her seat, “it’s appropriate to use a comma if there’s action in the middle of a sentence.”

[tenoko1]

“True.” She glanced at the others. “You can also end with a period if you include an action between two separate statements.”

[cj-amused]

Things I didn’t know

[prismatic-bell]

“And–” she waved a pen as though to underline her statement–“if you’re interrupting a sentence with an action, you need to type two hyphens to make an en-dash.”

[jawnwats-deactivated20160713]

You guys have no idea how many students in my advanced fiction workshop didn’t know any of this when writing their stories.

[kat-snow2613]

Reblog to save a life

[futuresabove]

i don't know what younger person needs to hear this, but it is so valid to not want to drink alcohol at all, or to only want to drink very rarely. don't let others pressure you into joining in with those societal rituals. it is an outrage how normalized drinking alcohol is, to the point that those who choose to abstain are constantly forced to justify their private choices, be publicly questioned about what led to these choices or excluded from activities altogether. you do not ever need to justify your reasons for this. there are absolutely valid and important reasons to not drink, and nobody has a right to know your personal reasonings.

[ylge]

Doodled KhunBam soccer player AU

Soccer players AU where Bam doesn't go back to 🇰🇷 with his teammates after they lost in the round of 16. Instead he stays in 🇶🇦 to cheer on Khun everytime 🇦🇷 plays.

[spicymotte]

Musky boy throwing the most red-in-the-face-n-crying tantrum lol

[spicymotte]

[27kb]

Khunbam for an exchange on twt~

[blorbocedes]

recognising people's ao3 usernames in the kudos is like taking out a library book and seeing a familiar name like ah, yes, we are both connoisseurs of the art. cheers bitch 🥂

[blxckmxrch]

Khunbam, y’all make me physically UNWELL

[deiaiko]

Consolation

[deiaiko]

Guess what day is it~

[ylge]

"But I must admit I miss you terribly.

The world is too quiet without you nearby."

[aetherreality]

Khun's absence was not easy. Bam's gaze would return to the empty seat beside him each time, the one stubbornly reserved for his sleeping best friend. It was force of habit by then. He would try to imagine what Khun would look like seated there, remember his voice and face and sly demeanor, the memory eventually becoming a blurred spectre of blue staring him in the eye and plunging a knife through his chest.

Soon he'd forgotten what Khun sounded like, and then he thought, that's it - he's forgetting him, and there's nothing he can do about it.

He forced himself to look forward, and the seat sat empty in the edges of his vision.

When Khun awoke, returned to him warm and smiling, he drank in his image, sated his longing in the marine of his irises and nearly drowned when his hand rose to brush fingertips across his face -

"Your hair... It's gotten quite long."

Khun didn't need to know it was meant to match his, time spent imagining him in the reflection of mirrors in his place; it's a ridiculous thing to admit –

"Yeah. It's not as long as I'd like it, yet."

"Are you well?"

Bam looked at him. Was he well?

Yeah. Yes. He breathed, one of Khun's colognes wafting pleasant in the air, upending nostalgia into his heart, a breath of winter's air–

"With you here," he responded, unable to stop himself.

Khun smiled. Safe haven found in the curve of his lips, carried in his currents, a return to alright, a shifted axis restored. His veins spring hope anew from where ice silenced its flow, and the future will no longer be something for him to face alone.

[aetherreality]