Dare to look upon me with disobedience

Alexander Oh Plastic Surgeon Disregard the saccharine words that spill from his calloused lips, look past the melted chocolate of his hues that see your hidden secrets and try to evade his wicked tongue's caresses. Do not succumb to the distraction of his skillful, gentle, yet powerful hands that shape your body as if you were made from clay. He is feral and not to be trusted. His beauty is only skin deep and if you're smart enough you may be able to escape...unlike the others. He wishes to purge this world of perfection and maybe make a few "friends" on the way. I II III IV v

[sanguinisolopercapirecheseivivo]

[smxth-blog]

“When you run with the Doctor, it feels like it'll never end.“

Yes..well, it’s been a while, hasn’t it? I don’t think many of you will remember me..

I think it’s pretty safe to say that, I’m back. Where is it that I went off to?    That’s a whole different story and I wouldn’t want to bore you with it. But anyways, I believe a few introductions are in order.

I am called many names   raggedy man, space gandalf, the oncoming storm, so on and so forth . But the one I am most known by is ‘Doctor’. I am a Time Lord who has lived far longer than many of you, and let me tell you this…it is not pleasant.

Now, getting down to business, I do hope that I’m not asking for too much when I say this, but..would you kindly reblog this?

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[qreex-deactivated20131223]

{ A forbidden feeling, A lost mind, A shattered heart..

She grabbed the last of her things before heading towards the door of the apartment. She set the last box down as she turned back to take one last look at the person that once saved her from the pain she once felt. Tears swelled from her eyes as she took a deep breath, turning away and closing the door behing her, letting the tears roll down her cheeks. Hello there friends, I’m Lee Jihyun but I’d prefer if you called me Qri. I’m the rapper & Leader of T-ARA and I’m looking for some friends so If you wouldn’t mind liking/rebloging or even following me, I’ll waddle into your ask box and leave you some cake or something. You’ll probably get a flower, I’m cheap.

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[theartist-zelo-deactivated20140]

I know you all are tired of these, who wouldn’t be, but this one’s kind of special. Let me get to my point, I don’t have a lot of people to talk to at the moment and a lot of them can’t be here a lot of the time. Also, today is my birthday. So please make a birthday boy happy and reblog/follow. I won’t do anything for likes because, well, likes don’t get the word out to anyone. I’m looking for friends, people, not silent stalkers. Although, if you want to be that one random stalker that randomly answers prompts, that works too. As long as we have communication. Thanks in advance! Zelo out!

Semi-AU ☼ RPers Only ☼ "Literate" ☼ Para/Script/Action/Novella

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[scamperingrabbit-deactivated201]

☾—— "my mother told me she loved me before carving my heart out"

Even the most restless of souls need company. I can tell you stories of things you’ve never had the luck of experiencing in your short life span. I’ll lure you in with tales of redemption and  romance, only to serve you the cold, hard truth. The world is not a pretty place, but words can be…

Shall I tell you a story? 

reblog, like & follow 〇 literate 〇 action/para friendly 〇 info

[sself-inflicted-painn]

[fyidesign-blog]

[laksko]

[future-land]

[fuckyehwonbin]

[enigmaticsurgeon]

spin you old greasy fuck

How vulgar. Should an up-and-coming model be speaking in such a way? 

Luckily, you get a kiss. Where would you like it? 

[enigmaticsurgeon]

Her eyes gaze over at the man just a few feet before her, hoping that he doesn't notice her eyes looking up and down at his body, mistaking it for her "checking him out." As her daughter looks through the toys in the stall they're in, Erika pulls out a few cards, each with her personal sketches of different body types, looking to see if she has one with his. A bit to her disappointment, she does and places the cards away, continue to glance a bit, allowing her the pleasure of simply "observing."

Leaving himself vulnerable to others was what Alexander considered a weakness. He could not allow himself to be relaxed in the presence of so many bodies, even if he appeared to be concentrating on the florescent glow from the screen of his phone. He knew the lengthy message from his colleague was important —as it was regarding the condition of one of his new patients— but he was distracted by the stare he could feel on his body; stinging his skin. From the muddy waters of his peripheral he saw her head still turned in his direction so he quickly pocketed his device and tilted his head toward her—giving her the same once over with his eyes as she had done his body.   

[xmisstodaerika]

"Do you see anything you like, baby?" Erika squats down, finding herself at the same height as her tiny child (in a frivolous attempt to hide from the strangers gaze), who is touching almost every toy there is, but not picking it up. As if every attraction she has to a toy diminishes the moment she touches it, making it seem absolutely useless to her. Sounds like a certain someone she knows. 

"Nothing, mama," the girl pouts, stuffing her chubby hands into her overall pocket, kicking nothing on the ground. The woman rolls her eyes at her child’s dramatic action, getting up from her squatting position, letting out a small groan as she straightens up, her back aching a bit from lounging around during her free time instead of getting some exercise. "Mama, you’re so old." This brat.

[enigmaticsurgeon]

His dislike for children under the age of ten dissipated for a moment as he found the child's comments toward her mother to be comedic gold. Trying to keep himself from laughing out loud, he accidentally snickered behind the back of his hand, turning his back to the pair that were in the stall next to him. Instead he started to fidget with the small decorations lining the side of his stall, striking another uncomfortable conversation with the vendor. 

[gimmememesnowx]

Send me 'Spin' and see what you get:

[enigmaticsurgeon]

1st Person gets: A hug

2nd Person gets: A kiss

3rd Person gets: Make out session

4th Person gets: A Date

5th Person gets: To seduce my muse and they’ll willingly comply.

6th Person gets: A heartfelt confession

7th Person gets: A lap dance

8th Person gets: Married to my muse for a week

9th Person gets: Chained to my muse for three days

10th Person gets: My muse at your muse’s beck and call

[luna-ticcs]

[alilouss]

Her eyes were directed to him instantly as soon as she saw him, admiring the features the other one possessed, before slowly glancing at the magazine she was holding in her hands, letting out a soft laugh as she said to herself. “That guy looks like these models in the magazines.” 

[enigmaticsurgeon]

The female form was his specialty, he knew how to lift, tuck, rejuvenate and what angle was the most appealing to the untrained eye. He was a master at sculpting and molding a body into perfection. And even the 'master' was speechless when he saw (or felt) females' running their eyes up and down his body in appreciation (at least he hoped.) He often wanted to tell them that they were wrong and that beauty was only skin deep, but the over-used cliches never seemed to work on those that had lived a life full of those lies. So, he let them look and hope they would see past the looks he had inherited. 

With his wallet in hand, he turns back and spots a small coffee shop, walking past several bodies who were going about their days—and some who were stationery, spending their afternoon reading or appreciating nature. 

[enigmaticsurgeon]

[nojitsui-blog]

{ Gotta knock a lil' harder : Jung + Oh}

She was in the midst of her tour, coincidentally right in the middle of her home town. Picking out every change with every nook and cranny of the block, she eventually stumbled on a particular diner, one heavy with faded memories. Stepping inside with the click of her heels trailing behind her, the blonde couldn’t get enough of the several stares she was receiving. It was about time they recognized who’s presence they were seeped in. Out of her peripheral vision, she catches a lone figure hunched over the last bar stool, immediately making out his form. With a sharp suck to her teeth, she approaches the male with harsh clicks along the marble floor, hands resting on her hips because how dare he not turn around to even spare her a glance.

"Alex."

[nojitsui-blog]

[enigmaticsurgeon]

His eyes rolled and he let himself turn in his seat. He could tell by the hushed words of the patrons at the diner that the certain brunette had blown away the mundane exterior of the diner and put it on the map just by being in the vicinity. However, he knew how she worked and he could play her like a finely tuned piano when he felt the need take over him. She would want him to bow down at her mere presence and though he had a deep seeded respect for her —that was overshadowed by the hatred — he would not succumb to her words. 

So, he sat and stared at her as if she were a mere stranger that had interrupted his greatly needed coffee break. 

"That's me. What can I do for you?"