Where are you from ?

— & Faeries are savage little things sleeping inside the poison ivy leaves that grow by the ( meadow ). They pry open the eyes of boys & girls to show them the truth of their existence: t o i l, decay, disappointment; but if they are brave and good and follow the echoes into the cold pond they will find eternity unfolding.

[jimiyoong]

fluffy cuties

[bryvxis]

@celestitas

[bryvxis]

jonsoo:

he doesn’t feel the sudden urge to focus enough to feel asa’s heart beating at the speed of light against the back of his hand because his own heart feels like it’s going to explode from his chest, the constant beating making its way to every hidden corner of his skull, making him dizzy but at ease. asa’s kiss turns out to be as soft as he imagined, even softer if that’s even possible, forcing him to decrease the speed of his own lips to let himself travel to another dimension where he doesn’t even care about what could happen around them because he’s so into him that everything else seems to be secondary and nothing but irrelevant. a soft smile appears on the corner of his mouth while listening to the gentle hum he’s making into his mouth, his own features softening at such gesture. he’s so soft and gentle and he doesn’t understand why is he so surprised about this when he knew there was no other way. but maybe his own question can be answered for the simple fact he never thought he was going to have the guts to kiss him until that very night, until his sudden touch caused butterflies to flutter inside his stomach and shivers to come up and down his spine like an expandable wave tracing a path through all of his nervous terminations. the hand that has been on his chest until now, leave its place to pull him even closer to him by pressing his lower back softly, his free hand twisting some locks of his hair while his petals deepen the kiss but it’s still in slow motion. he doesn’t want to go hard on him, he seems to be super fragile so he’s just going to try and make him as comfortable as he could possibly do. “asa,” he pulls away softly, keeping his nose brushing up against his as he tries to get back the oxygen he desperately needed some time ago. he’s about to say something, but his eyes stop at his lips, lightly swollen because of the recent kiss that it simply forces him to smile one again, tilting his head to a side to capture his lips once again.

asa doesn’t know how they got here. he can’t even remember what they were doing five minutes ago, or an hour before that, or the one before that, or all the hours leading up to this moment because it feels like this is the only thing that exists right now. him and jonsoo, the heat radiating between them like an engine, the soft puffs of air that wash each others faces in warmth after every kiss, the shape of the smile on jonsoo’s lips against his own. hell, nothing outside of a three foot radius exists right now. only this, and he’d be damned if anyone or anything interrupts them. asa ends up fully sitting in his lap with the gentle encouragement of the elder’s fingers on his lower back, his butt fitting so perfectly into the little crater between his roommate’s legs that he can’t help but beam. he’s not afraid to tell the delivery guy to bugger off if he happens to knock at the front door before he’s finished giving jonsoo every kiss he’s ever wanted to give him; for every time he made him laugh or touched him in passing or ate dinner with him in their little kitchen, he’s paying him for all of those moments in bulk and he’s taking his time with it too. asa doesn’t realize he’s even pulled away until he leans in for another kiss and misses, his lips landing on jonsoo’s chin instead before he opens his eyes in surprise and reels back. he didn’t think it was possible to get any warmer than he was, but when he says his name and stares down at his lips, asa just about sets his hair aflame with his blush reaching up to the tops of his ears. “jonsoo,” the younger breathes back after the next kiss, encouraging him to say whatever it is he meant to say before he implodes; unconsciously tracing the shape of the shell of the elder’s ears and sweeping his back and forth just behind them.

[bryvxis]

jaewon:

jaewon isn’t exactly the kind of person who’s good at telling lies, not really. his body language speaks for himself when his own words seem to betray him, when he doesn’t seem to decide what to do and what to avoid and maybe, just maybe, ends up getting on sasha’s nerves knowing he doesn’t seem to be the most stable person on earth. and he’s been doing some many mistakes since he got there at that time of the night, realizing that maybe he’s already regretting coming here in the first place. it’s not like he’s surprised, to be honest. he struggles on a daily basis for not knowing how to approach people properly because he’s always making mistakes, always saying things that aren’t supposed to be said or making others uncomfortable like he genuily thinks he’s doing right now. his lips open just a little to mumble an apology, but nothing comes from his mouth when he realizes sasha is probably going to reject his words and his actions, again. so he simply places his head on the pillow, looking at the other while he climbs on the mattress and pulls the blanket up around his chest. “you can come closer if you want, it’s cold and i don’t want us to get sick.” he mumbles softly, but he regrets his words as soon as they escape from his lips. is he crossing a line? yes, probably. is he going to reject him again? most definitely. yet, anyways, he opens up his arms in his directiton, knowing he’s probably making a fool out of himself. once again.

“oh thank god.“ he doesn’t realize he said it out loud until he notices how noisy his voice is in the room, echoing off the walls and swallowing up the murmured words that leave jaewon’s mouth. he’s sort of relieved, if that wasn’t obvious enough by his outburst, but subtlety has never been his strong suit. it’s just that having jaewon three feet away from him kind of defeated the purpose of having him in the bed in the first place; sleeping on the opposite side of the bed was just as lonely as jaewon sleeping in the next room over on the couch and he wasn’t looking to feel both alone and awkward tonight. sasha mumbles an apology and just scoots up closer before he can make a fool of himself again, hands hovering in the air while he decides if he should rest them between their chests or wrap them around his friend’s waist and use him like a human body pillow. after some very serious consideration and going back and forth between the two, it seems the most natural option is throwing his arm around the other’s waist and keeping his chin tucked in so he isn’t breathing hot air directly into jaewon’s face. he almost wriggles one of his legs between jaewon’s thighs too but decides against it when he actually uses his brain for once and considers that it might be a little too intimate. “is..is this okay?” sasha asks softly, suddenly all too aware of the volume of his voice.

[labias]

I love getting called baby like Yes it’s true I am a baby but most importantly I am Your baby so please say it again

[cringe-attacks]

i overheard these two guys in the hallway at my school and one of them was like “you always look hot dude… no homo tho” and then like 5 seconds later he yelled “sike!” and slapped the other dude’s ass

[pristean-remade-deactivated2018]

are you a twice or a blackpink person? gfriend or red velvet? f(x) or aoa? pristin or wjsn? 2ne1 or wonder girls? seventeen or monsta x? exo or bts? shinee or big bang?

[yafictionquotes]

[ridleydaisy]

[bryvxis]

jonsoo:

of course jonsoo is pretty much awared of the effect he seems to have on asa, yet this is rather unexpected. knowing him for the one barely making any sounds at night, the one who never really bothered him, this is nothing but a surprise. asa’s hand is curling in his own shirt, forcing him to curve his lips into a soft smile because apparently, he wants this as much as he does. and it’s so frightening because he never thought he could feel this way towards him. and it’s scaring him so much because he knows this seems to be a field full of mines where every step is a risky one, where a simple touch, a simple action can make him feel like he’s making the biggest mistake out there. because to his eyes, asa is the purest being out there, the one person that deserves the world and even though he hasn’t done anything yet, he knows he’s going to ruin him without really wanting it. “are you sure? you’re not going to push me away?” he asks softly, his lips brushing up against his, his thumb gently caressing the back of his neck. genty, softly. but he doesn’t seem to want to wait any longer, this is making him incredibly anxious and truth be told, jonsoo didn’t know he could feel this way, this excited yet scared at the same time. so he finally dares to destroy the distance between their lips, letting his own petals to press against his. his movements are almost in slow motion, a gentle smile on his face when he finally gets to kiss him. unconsciously, he pulls the younger boy even closer to him, his free hand letting go of the back of his neck so it traces a path over his chest, stopping at where his heart is located. hoping, wondering if it’s beating as fast as his own.

he’s just about to tell him he won’t pull away when their lips brush just faintly and the promise of it, the desperation, makes him whine and breath out loud and heavy, almost panicky as if he’s being tortured– a starved child being tempted with a juicy steak waved over him. asa shakes his head more than is probably necessary, promising that he won’t, wouldn’t ever pull away while he forces the weight of his body closer. he’s almost in his lap by now, kneading at jonsoo’s shirt while they share breath. their lips catch and the shock of it is almost enough to make him cry but then jonsoo’s hand leaves his neck to cup his thundering heart in his palm and asa shudders at the gesture before he’s fumbling into his lap, taking the elder’s face into his hands to keep him steady. he’s so much sweeter than he imagined, softer than he was in all the dreams he had of kissing him, the ones he’d wake from breathless and aching because none of it was real. those dreams made it hard to look at him some mornings, as if jonsoo could know that he thought of him that night or if they shared the same dream that neither of them knew how to confront. he knows neither of those were a possibility for sure now because his roommate seems just as surprised as he is and this is so much different than those nights he spent curled up on his side replaying them in his head. his legs curl around him, ankles locking behind his back. asa doesn’t notice the gentle hum he’s making into jonsoo’s mouth, the little satisfied hmmm that accompanies the shaky sighs he takes between presses of their lips. he just wants to kiss him and kiss him and kiss him, his fingers pressing into his hot cheeks while he fights back the urge to kiss him harder because everything is so soft and sweet it feels like heaven.

[bryvxis]

jaewon:

he shouldn’t be this surprised because at this point, it’s not like he knows everything. actually, he’s completely clueless about what’s going on sasha’s mind so of course things like these were meant to happen. still, there’s some sort of disappointment on his features, pressing his lips together as he starts biting the inside of his cheek, sudden anxiety going up and down his spine like it’s some sort of shiver that doesn’t seem to let him go that easily. but, at his next words he freezes, tilting his head to a side like he’s trying to understand, like he misheard his words because this doesn’t seem sasha at all. at least, not the one he remembers. he’s tried so hard to offer some help but even though he always thought his help was unappreciated and a waste of time, now it seems to be the complete opposite. “are you s-serious?” he asks softly, looking at him like he’s trying to figure out if his words are genuine. “but, yes, i can sleep with you. i don’t want you to feel alone, sasha. i’m here, you have me.” he says in a whisper, nodding softly at his own words before climbing on the mattress and patting the free spot next to him. “come on, you need to rest. that’s okay, sasha. you’re going to be okay. i promise.”

sasha frowns like it’s an accusation, a look like he was trying to figure out what he’d done wrong in the few short words he’d sputtered drawing deeper on his face. “yes?” he doesn’t mean to sound angry when he says it but it comes out that way, apparently his default emotion when he didn’t know how else to feel. he’s tired. too tired to explain himself or even begin to try so when jaewon agrees without any more questions his shoulders slump as he approaches the bed and shuffles out of his pants. it doesn’t occur to him that he could ask for pajamas or even just a pair of sweats to wear to bed but he doesn’t mind either way so he crawls up the mattress in his briefs and the plain white t-shirt he came over in, sliding into the space beside his friend. sasha doesn’t know where to put his hands now that he’s here, suddenly aware of how close he put himself to jaewon and how awkward it would be to leave them at his side like a plank or touching the other male without asking. he settles with stuffing them under the pillow once he’s pulled the blanket up around his chest, fisting the pillowcase in his hands while he tries to get comfortable.

[binxrps]

how about a 1x1 where we each choose a birthday for our character. we then look up the various forms of zodiac and astrological signs and predictions for that character and make their personalities strictly in line with their sign. we can check their horoscopes every once in a while and make them act out whatever it says for that day. virgo will have a meaningful conversation with someone today? the virgo has to bring up a very serious topic that day. scorpio has energy and should use that to clean out their life? the scorpio suddenly decides to clean out their apartment and accidentally throws away the other character’s things. there would always be a way to mix up the plot by just checking that day’s horoscope, and their personalities would basically be written already.

[golden-orchid]

which finn are you today?

[puppy-in-a-jar]

6,7 & 9 mostly

[lucifer-chloe]

[ljhoney]

someone was excited

[bryvxis]

jonsoo:

jonsoo is not used to feel this vulnerable around others, not really. and certainly, not around asa. for quite some time, he used to know he was the one making the other uncomfortable and even though there’s a part of him still thinking that way, this time seems to be quite different. “i don’t think this is actually something you could promise.” it’s cute he thinks he can do it, though. “because you don’t know what i’m going to say. yet.” he’s probably making the other anxious by now, but he doesn’t seem to realize that just now. “i just…” he takes a deep breath, his thumbs caressing asa’s cheeks first, then drawing paths across his jawline as he stops on his neck, fingertips forming small circles against his soft skin. “asa, you…” he frowns at his own words, feeling the urge to regret everything and just walk away because there’s a part of him thinking he’s not capable of doing this. “i mean, you and me.” he’s rambling, one of his hands reaching the younger’s cheek so he can pull him even closer to him. without knowing it, he has decreased the distance between them to the point their closeness is nothing but dangerous, yet he doesn’t feel uncomfortable but the exact opposite. softly, he lets his nose to collide with his, his lips almost brushing up against asa’s. “i didn’t mean to scare you before, asa. but i r-really want to kiss you right now.” he looks up, softly chewing on his lesser lip as he awaits for some permission. but he’s pretty sure he’s going to be rejected at this point. and god knows how much he’s hating himself just now, he should’ve never approach him like this.

“i promise.“ he says defiantly, confident in something for once. just once. and maybe he isn’t, not really, but he wants to be so he convinces himself he is. he has to remind himself that he isn’t scared when his heart races anyway, stopping himself from rubbing his hand over his chest because that’ll only make it real. asa’s easily the most frightened person he knows. he gets scared when someone tells him they ‘need to talk’ and he gets scared when there’s a phone call in the middle of the night and he gets scared when someone says his name too loud and he gets scared and he gets scared and he gets scared. every nerve is fighting with him simultaneously, making a collective effort to make him cry or heave with panic while jonsoo stumbles through his words. you and me. he isn’t scared, he isn’t. he isn’t. not by the fingertips on his neck or how close his roommate brings him, how easily he gets asa to yield to him. their noses connect and that’s when he realizes his hands are shaking, halfway between himself and jonsoo, just hanging in the air uselessly. jonsoo says it so quietly that asa isn’t sure that he hasn’t just imagined it, but then he feels his breath on his mouth and he can’t - he can’t - because he wants it so much that he wonders if the ache of wanting it could ever feel as good as actually kissing him. so he waits, their lips almost touching, but not quite as he shudders out a breath until his useless hand is curling in jonsoo’s shirt. asa may never stop being scared but he still licks his lips and tilts his head because jonsoo is right there and he has to. “please. p-please kiss me.“

[bryvxis]

jaewon:

jaewon knows he’s being pretty useless now and to be honest, he could be doing so much if only sasha could tell him what’s really going on in his mind, what is he so afraid of, what is bothering him, what does he need. “it’s fine, don’t need to thank me.” he shrugs his shoulders softly, a weak smile curving his lips as he looks at him. his question catches him off guard because he hasn’t thought about this, until now. “uh, well, here?” he looks at his own bed and then his sight is back to him. scratching the back of his neck, he starts chewing on his leeser lip because he has to figure out where he could sleep now. “i’m having the couch, dont’ worry. and please, don’t argue. i’m pretty sure you need these hours of sleep more than i do anyways.” jaewon presses his lips together, starting to adjust his own pillows so sasha could be comfortable. “here, i got a new mattress a couple of weeks ago so you’re going to be fine. and if you need me, i’m going to be just a couple of steps from you.” he offers a weak smile, not being able to face him for more than three seconds. “do you need anything else?”

asking him not to argue was like telling a dog not to scratch. it’s useless. “can you..not do that. please.” it isn’t that sasha isn’t completely down to have comfort over the sofa that’s probably worn and sags at one side and would most likely have him waking with a knot in his back, and he isn’t above making someone else suffer those consequences for sleeping in such conditions either ( honestly, he probably didn’t even consider that when he was offered the more desirable sleeping arrangement ) it’s just that he doesn’t want to be alone. he didn’t come here to be left in a room by himself again. sasha spent the whole semester at uni sleeping in the practice room of his dorm, where the walls felt further away than they were and echoed every time he tossed and turned on his mattress he tucked into the corner. the empty reflection of his living sounds drove him mad in there– he couldn’t stand the silence and the distance anymore. “sleep with me. i-i don’t want to be alone in here. please. please.“

[bryvxis]

i was gonna try to get some replies done here but im staying in a hotel with shitty wifi that keeps coming in and out and won’t even open some pages so I’m just giving up until i get home tomorrow