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[chaosofnoises-blog]

stjerneklare:

She can’t help but give a small smile when Michelle complies so easily, even enjoying a bit of a triumphant feeling for a bit. Though the direct eye contact causes Kari’s cheeks to turn a lighter shade of red, and it takes her a moment to get herself together again. “Now well,” she leans in closer, briefly glancing at Michelle’s lips as she does, “the obvious I guess, no?” She however still waits a few seconds there, in case the other wanted to pull away at the last minute, and then finally brings her lips to meet Michelle’s, as well placing a hand on Michelle’s cheek.

The smile elicits something in Michelle; a spark of home, maybe, or a spark of mischievous excitement. It flickers in her chest, in her stomach, in her groin. Her own lips curve into a smile, one that pulls towards the right corner of her mouth. Kari’s blush is cute, and Michelle’s body mirrors hers by leaning closer, reducing the distance between them. Her arms are rested on the table in front of them, loosely folded. The few seconds pass quickly, tension heavy in the air, and Michelle notices Kari’s gaze on her lips. Still smirking, she gladly allows the kiss, her eyes closing gently. The hand on her cheek is comforting, the closeness easily allowed. Their lips lock, and Michelle unfolds her arms a little as the kiss continues.

[chaosofnoises-blog]

MUSE AESTHETICS: LYRICS EDITION.

Bold what applies to your muse, repost, don’t reblog!

tagged by: @loevinde​ tagging: @napuleh​ @stjerneklare​ @lilli-of-the-mountain​

to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die. | under a bus, with my fingers crossed. | it feels like nothing matters in our private universe. | take me, i’m yours. | i’ll be a rock and rollin’ bitch for you. | you want the real story? you shouldn’t ask me. | i’m so drunk, i don’t mind if you kill me. | i don’t pretend to know what you want, but i offer love. | you’re so mean, baby! | she will have her way. | i’m bored; come on, let’s get high! | why don’t you walk away? | where i go, there’ll be no kind welcome. | into temptation, right where you belong.| we’re still outsiders. | i never feel pain, won’t you hit me again? | oh, i just don’t know where to begin. | practically all is nearly forgiven. | black words slipping off my tongue. | couldn’t it be easy to believe? | you are afraid of me; that’s why you’re so unkind. | sinner; i have never learned. | desolate in anger and safe in isolation. | do you feel the pressure? | i wanna be forgiven. | spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics. | how i needed you when i needed you. | history has been cruel. | do you see what i see? | is there anybody in there? | i’d beg for some forgiveness, but begging’s not my business. | we may never meet again, so shed your skin and let’s get started. | every day i love you less and less. | there’s nothing that you love that i’ll ever miss.

[chaosofnoises-blog]

stjerneklare:

chaosofnoises replied to your post: “ it means kiss me. ”

Michelle sips at her drink, shrugging a little. “Yes. If you want it to be.” Winks. Winks!!!

“Oh. I see. Alright.” She nods, sitting up straight. “You might wanna like, put down that glass first then though.” 

Oh shit. She fights hard to keep her cool exterior, slowly placing her glass down, licking her lips. “Well.” She looks up, staring Kari directly in the eyes. “Now what, hm?”

[chaosofnoises-blog]

this is a starter call! open to…. everyone

[chaosofnoises-blog]

brvadaraiche:

Well aren’t you a ray of sunshine?! I’m quite enjoying this wee heatwave here, its a pleasant change from the usual wind and rain.

[ She says, burned from head to toes, freckles multiplied by ten, suffering yet too proud to show it. ]

Just because I’m brown doesn’t mean I love the sun, babe. Especially not when it’s humid because of the pollution cloud I live in. It’s alright for you and your fresh air.

[She pauses, giving Eilidh a look over.] Are - Are you alright, though?

[chaosofnoises-blog]

loevinde:

Oh, how that little word brings such a big grin to her face. “Might be hard. Don’t think I’ve ever seen a vegetable in my life.” Agathe gives the other a little nudge with her elbow. “C’mon, I know a place. Completely vegan, so don’t ya worry.”

For Fuck’s Sake. Michelle doesn’t laugh at the joke, instead half rolling her eyes, sighing through her nose. Every day, she wins the award for most miserable person alive. “Good. Otherwise I will have a bowl of ice and water for my meal and will complain to every manager on shift.”

[chaosofnoises-blog]

brimaquonx:

@chaosofnoises || sc.

“Who needs ‘to be smart,’” he said with air quotations, rolling his eyes facetiously, “when you got these babies?”

Oh, she is such a lesbian. Why is he flexing at her?

“I mean. You can’t solve your taxes with biceps, can you? So you need to be smart, to be honest.”

[chaosofnoises-blog]

Yeah, summer in London is fun. It’s really nice.

Especially lovely is how you’re sweating from 70% humidity when it’s only 23 degrees out, and how you get attacked by about 30 mosquitoes the moment the sun sets. Oh, and you can’t forget about the joys of being stuck underground on the sweaty Central Line, tucked under some guy’s musty armpit.

It’s a real experience, if you ask me. 

[chaosofnoises-blog]

stjerneklare:

[ Meanwhile Kari here has managed to topple over the whole bowl of yoghurt, somehow. Don’t ask how. She is now trying to wrestle her cat away from it while cleaning it and replying at the same time ]

[ Text: Michelle A. ] Please. It would be heavenly. And anytime, really.   

[The hedgehog is firmly on her shoulder. It’s cute, but it also means she can’t move her head without being prickled.][blease help her]

[Text:] Are you free in two weeks? Or sooner?

[chaosofnoises-blog]

“this is like satan’s cement butthole.”

ask meme - accepting

[DEEP BREATH][this is why she doesn’t socialise.]

... This is Leake Street graffiti tunnel, but okay. Sure. Nothing like Satan’s cement butthole, but go off I guess.

[chaosofnoises-blog]

stjerneklare:

[ Kari can relate to that honestly, as she cleans the homemade yoghurt off her cheek from having missed her mouth with the spoon ]  [ Text: Michelle A. ] That sounds nice. I could use a good milkshake or something! It has been a while. 

[She’s sitting here, her hedgehog on her shoulder, rapidly shitting herself.][Its hardly as if this is their first date, or first interaction. She has no reason to be this nervous, but she is.] [Text:] Cool! I’ll get you as many milkshakes as you want. When are you free?

[francisleseduisant]

buzzfeed unsolved ask meme

““hey demons, it’s me, ya boy.”

“hey ghouls! the boys are here!”

“this is like satan’s cement butthole.”

“what if i go up there, and you stay down here, and we turn all the lights off, and see if we hear anything?”

“what if you go fuck yourself, how about that?”

“get me the fuck out of here, i’m leaving! goodbye ghost at the bottom!”

“shut up! what are you doing?! this is the worst thing you could possibly do!”

“what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“i know you weren’t going to believe me; this is bullshit!”

“they know, [name], they know!”

“i don’t want to kill the vibe but we could just… turn the lights on”

“oh god, i think i’m gonna cry”

“we’re just two guys, sitting in a tub.”

“you’re a skyscraper in tennis shoes.”

“you look like a dried, shrivelled raisin.”

“well, there you have it. i was a monstrosity.”

“[name], i’m going in.”

“don’t listen to children!”

“this didn’t work out as well as i thought it would.”

“you and the fucking people in france.”

“that seems like a good idea; lock ourselves in the murder room.”

“i’ve been… more comfortable.”

“do y’all have some coins? i need some coins for the realm.”

“really, you should come through dancing.”

“i do find that more compelling than any of the other dumb ones you’ve dug up.”

“it’s a victory point, for you?”

“i’m gonna buy you one of those for christmas.”

“[name], just put away your fear, and focus on what you feel.”

“i wanna be swept up in this. i wanna believe in something outside the norms of, you know, physics.”

“i took an improv comedy class once.”

“because i’m a white guy.”

“have you ever been a scared kid?”

“oh sure, let’s do that, that seems like a good idea.”

“wait, what? that was never part of the bargain.”

“don’t frame it like you’re trying to help me, you dick, i know exactly what you’re up to.”

“that was really fascinating.”

“i think you need to learn how to shut the hell up.”

[chaosofnoises-blog]

francisleseduisant:

i have two months left of my degree

i will. return. after these two months

[roseyjones]

35mm // london, england november 2017

[wanderlusteurope]

Harrods and black cabs, London

[littlelovelymemes]

*   —  —   VERY SERIOUS RIP VINE SENTENCE STARTERS

‘  when will you learn? when will you learn that your actionS HAVE CONSEQUENCES!  ’ ‘  can i get a waffle??? can i PLEASE get a waffle!!!  ’ ‘  go suck a dick, suck a dick suck a motherfucking dick  ’ ‘  you better stop! biTCH STOP  ’ ‘  do you ever like wake up and do something and you’re just like what the hec– fuck is goin on  ’ ‘  what’s good, brah you don’t know me! you don’t– WHAT IS GOOD! YOU DON’T KNOW! YOU DON’T KNOW ME! ’ ‘  it’s summer i got my hat on backwards and it’s time to fucking party  ’ ‘  anyone ever tell you you look like beyonce?  ’ ‘  I LOVE YOU, BITCH. I AIN’T EVER GONNA STOP LOVING YOU BITCH  ’ ‘  BITCH I HOPE THE FUCK YOU DO YOU’LL BE A DEAD SON OF A BITCH, I TELL YOU THAT  ’ ‘  and they were roommates!  ’ ‘  oh my god, they were roommates  ’ ‘  oh my god, i love chipotle chipotle is my liiiiife   ’ ‘  this bitch empty YEET!!!!  ’ ‘  WHERE ARE THOOOOOSE  ’ ‘  THEY ARE MY CROCS  ’ ‘  bitch disgusting  ’ ‘  yeaaah. yeAAAAAH.  ’ ‘  so no head?  ’ ‘  THIS IS WHY MOM DOESN’T FUCKING LOVE YOU!  ’ ‘  i’ll kill you. i’ll kill you. i’m not even worried about it.  ’ ‘  ahh, fuck. i can’t believe you’ve done this  ’ ‘  aHH STOP! i could’ve dropped my croissant!  ’ ‘  what’s up me and my boys are going to see uncle kracker  ’ ‘  give me my hat back, jordan!  ’ ‘  do you wanna go see uncle kracker or no!?  ’ ‘  i sneezed! oh, i’m not allowed to sneeze?!  ’ ‘  look at all those chickens  ’ ‘  i smell like beef  ’ ‘  i gotta go home cause i forgot to… vacuum my room  ’ ‘  actually, megan, i can’t sit anywhere. i have hemorrhoids.  ’ ‘  is there anything better than pussy? yes! a really good book  ’ ‘  mom, i’m peein on myself  ’ ‘  sorry, i’m on the toilet. i hope the ice cream don’t melt, bitch  ’ ‘  honestly i don’t remember, i was probably fucked up. yeah, i was crazy back then  ’ ‘  I WON’T HESITATE, BITCH!  ’ ‘  just shut up and die slowly, okay?  ’ ‘  two bros chillin in a hot tub five feet apart cause they’re not gay!  ’ ‘  mother trucker, dude! that hurt like a butt cheek on a stick!  ’ ‘  i said WHOEVER THREW THAT PAPER, YOUR MOMS A HO  ’ ‘  you remember one time i liked you? GOOD! cause it never happened  ’ ‘  if your name is junior and you’re really handsome, come on raise your hand  ’ ‘  i’M WASHIN ME AND MY CLOTHES, BITCH! I’M WASHING ME AND MY CLOTHES  ’ ‘  waddup i’m jared, i’m nineteen, and i never fucking learned how to read  ’ ‘  whAT THE FUCK IS UP, KYLE? NO WHAT’D YOU SAY? WHAT THE FUCK, DUDE! STEP THE FUCK UP KYLE  ’ ‘  oh my god why can’t you just take the fricken compliMENT  ’ ‘  is that a wEED? i’m callin the police!!!  ’ ‘  yo, drink this vodka down the hatch c’mon  ’ ‘  it is wednesday, my dudes. aaaaAAAAAAH  ’ ‘  there is only one thing worst than a rapist… a child!  ’ ‘  get to del taco, they got a new thing called fre shavocado  ’ ‘  *to the tune of ghostbusters* i’m an adult virgin  ’ ‘  hi my name is tre, i have a basketball game tomorrooooow  ’ ‘  babeyou’reafuckingbitchiwantyoutogetthefuckoutofmycarcauseiwannabreakupwithyou i fucking hate you   ’ ‘  todays forecast we can clearly see that somebody got me fucked up. FUCKED. UP.  ’ ‘  whAT’S UP FUCKERS  ’ ‘  FUCK YOU, THAT’S WHY  ’ ‘  he needs some milk!  ’ ‘  you are my dad. YOU’RE MY DAD! boogie woogie woogie  ’ ‘  yEAH NO SHIT, HONEY  ’ ‘  oooooh my boy going to prom. fuck it up! fuck it up! fuck it up!  ’ ‘  hey, how you doin? i’m doing just fine. i lied. i’m dying inside  ’ ‘  honey, you got a big storm comin  ’ ‘  i wanna fucking DIE  ’ ‘  road work ahead? uh yeah i sure hope it does  ’ ‘  the yo-yo master did not answer, he just kept on yo-ing  ’ ‘  welcome back to me screaming  ’ ‘  you know sometimes i think to myself what are you waiting for you dumb stupid fuuuuuuck!  ’ ‘  do you ever shut the fuck up?  ’

[chaosofnoises-blog]

“Now, I know you like to think your shit don’t stink,”

“But lean a little bit closer and you’ll see that roses... Really smell like poo.”