#telekinetisms

[serpent-txngue]

‘ telekinetisms liked for a starter.’

"---- You know, out of all the centuries and such.  You think i  be so used to be right beside someone who thinks of me."

[iustxs-blog]

telekinetisms replied to your post:end the ‘all character growth has to be positive’...

#me af

90% of the time idec when someone harps on about it, but i asked a homie for their verdict on my tiny bab and when i talked about how he starts off as a real submissive, real gentlemanly type that doesn’t really know who he is and by the end of it all he’s an inconsolable ball of rage that actually has a real handle on himself and who he is as a person thEY JUST STARTED CHATTING SO MUCH SHIT AND I’M JUST SO SALTY ABOUT IT????

[misterlux-archive]

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Send me ₪ for a text message not meant for your muse.

{text: Saint Sela} And then she bared her teeth and jumped at him, turning his wings into shreds.{text: Saint Sela} Oops? My mistake. Hope that yours finally started growing back ;)

[iridexscent-archived-blog]

I want the K

» Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number.

20: Any of the Above. —— 9: Jawline Kiss.

▌   Leaning closer to the other male, Raphaël smiled warmly at him and then nuzzled his cheek, a brief and quiet chuckle escaping from his lips before he lean even closer and press a sweet and gentle kiss to the other’s jawline, straightening up and winking at him playfully as he covered his lips with his left hand.      ❝ Please, don’t mind me… ❞

[thvrn]

( thank you power of au for existing ) I want the K

Send me ‘I want the K’ and I’ll generate a number

20: Any of the Above

choosing:  6: Gentle Peck

Ah the library, the one venue Thorn so loved to frequent. It was a place of his favorite things: silence, countless secrets hidden between the pages of books waiting to be read, and a little librarian with a smile that somehow felt like the sun--warm and full of life. It was undeniable that the soul catcher had found himself attracted to the delicate flower growing in the cracks of concrete.

Perhaps it was those big doe eyes, or the curve in the young one’s smile; he couldn’t quite tell. But for every day that he had set foot in the library, he craved more and more for the boy whose presence made him feel nothing but calm. It was a very pure desire, what Thorn had, and one day he just felt the intense need to express himself.

“Just this today,” he said quietly as he slid a thin poetry book in Luhan’s direction. He was met with the same smile that made his body burn hotter than it usually did.

He had to do it. He had to.

In a barely audible voice, he called the other’s name and leaned over. Just before Luhan had a chance to see, he pressed the softest kiss to the latter’s cheek and pulled away. “I... I like your smile,” he muttered soon after.

[iridexscent-archived-blog]

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» Leave a 〄 in my askbox and I’ll tell you the first three words that come to my character’s mind at the thought of yours.

❝  S W E E T                                           A D O R A B L E                                                                                         C A L M I N G  ❞

[hunzu-blog1]

And if I say yes?"

“Then you won’t have to see me pout, or anything weird like that.” 

With a wide yet friendly grin, Sehun simply reaches out to tug at Luhan’s finger; only barely catching the wary glint in the librarian’s eyes as they make their way closer towards the attraction nearby. It’s a large roaring beast, with rails that swerve this way and that, up and down almost endlessly. People can be heard screaming as they partake on the thrill machine, adrenaline doing its work within multitudes of veins. 

It’s on rare occasions like these, when Sehun’s own schedule doesn’t clash with his own private life that the two can spend some time together. And instead of doing something terribly bland and boring, they ( or more so Sehun ) find something cool to do. For instance, visiting an amusement park. 

“And it’s not like I’ll take no for an answer, just c’mon!” 

[yifxnn]

"I gave up a long time ago."

“You say that but let me get the shit when I left, huh.” Yifan murmurs quietly, exhaling slowly through his nostrils, flicking the ashes of his cigarettes into the soft evening breeze as the two stare out at the Beijing skyline, watching the twinkle of the city’s night lights glimmer at them in the place of the nonexistent stars in the sky. Honestly, he does feel somewhat cheated, that his departure from EXO led to so many criticisms, so much anger and hate, and the other man’s leave had resulted in support and love and really, he should let it go because Yifan’s own fans had accepted his decisions as an individual entertainer now. “Not gonna say I told you so back then.” He mutters, recalling one of the evenings when it had been the two left alone together, sweating, exhausted, overworked and on the verge of collapse but they weren’t allowed to leave until their synchronization was perfect. He remembers their hot backs fogging up the mirror walls as they leaned heavily against it, the luke warm water that didn’t help with their dehydration sitting at their feet, he remembers their fingers laced together, both hands unable to find the strength to knot together stronger. 

He should have seen that as a sign that they were slipping apart.

Yifan was at rock bottom. He had made the assumption the other man was there too, that they would agree to leave together but Yifan was the only one at the CEO’s office the day they said they would meet.  Yifan was the only one who had turned in the request to leave that day. 

It was the first and only time the other had ever stood him up. He can only hope it doesn’t happen again as his long, thick fingers subconsciously close tighter around the smaller, slender hand within his own, the two joined parts stored in Yifan’s breaker pocket to prevent the cool breeze from freezing the other. “But…I told you so.” He mutters softly.