"Pandora, unable to undo what she had done, fell into despair. As she grieved, she heard a feeble quiver from the box. She lifted the lid once more and out fluttered a small, bright, most beautiful creature she had ever seen. It flapped its delicate wings as it danced around Pandora slightly brushing against her shoulder. Pandora immediately felt her angst melt away and her heart glow with warmth. It was hope that was kept in the innermost nook of the box. It trailed behind the miasma of darkness aswaging their I'll effects on mankind. Hope gave people the will to carry on living amidst the pain and strife."
TFW you're still not ready to travel to conventions, so you set up your stuff in a shop and sell it to the people of mid-Michigan every weekend for less than the price of airfare to SPX.
The Dark Arts Market in Lansing, MI is an awesome co-op art space, and I have 1/4 of the shop to call my own. I have books, pins, stickers, prints, and also a bunch of original art made of glass, wood, paint, collage. Lots of spooky and/or queer stuff and I'm adding more stuff every day.
as a fan and just someone who pays attention to them, what joon said finally puts many things into perspective. bts always promoted as “authentic artists” but for a while now that narrative felt very hollow, since it already felt like they dont have any control over their sound and image for ages and I’m glad joon finally adressed this
Yep.... don't get me wrong, BE is a very good album but honestly I rarely listen to those songs. MOTS7 is a masterpiece. It also explains why it got released as MOTS7 instead of being split into Shadow and Ego as I suspect it was planned to be.
me: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh anyway how are you.
Being fat and “attractive” always comes with an addendum of gender hyper performance- literally think about how many fat guys you’ve found attractive unless they were big bearded lumberjack flannel wearing daddies and think many fat chicks you’ve found attractive unless they were pompadour having poodle skirt wearing 50s pinup dolls.
Big unabashedly fat GNC homos are the lifeblood of our community I love big fat obtrusive butch bulldykes who sit with their legs spread and take up space and I love effeminate fruity limp wristed fat bears that wear short shorts and feather boas. Stupendous magnificent showstopping
Running your fingers through the hair of the man between your legs, you moaned, pulling against the locks as his tongue ran tight circles around your clit. “Fuck, Joon! Don’t stop!”
Feeling the smile Namjoon gave against your sex, had you throwing your head back against the man behind you. With a moment of clarity, you looked up at the dark, doe eyes above you, smiling up at him as you reached out. “Watch,” you whispered.
Jungkook’s eyes traveled down your body to where Namjoon’s head was, the older having pulled back just enough so that Jungkook and you could watch the way his tongue moved against you. You could feel what this was doing to the man behind you as Jungkook’s cock twitched against your cheek. Turning, you licked a long line up the side of his shaft, smiling as he shivered.
“Show him how I like it, Joonie.” Breathing the words against Jungkook’s skin with a moan, you dug your nails into the younger man’s thigh. Namjoon lapped at you as though he was starving and you were a four-course meal.
With the last bit of sense you had, you could feel Jungkook’s breathing grow ragged, short little gasps leaving his lips as you worked the tip of him into your mouth, just holding it there so he wouldn’t get distracted. If he wanted to stay in your bed, he needed to learn.
With a hum against your clit, you moaned around the cock resting against your tongue, the pressure of your first climax so close to bursting. Pulling back, you shouted as a long swipe from Namjoon’s tongue pushed you over the edge before he continued to work you through your high.
With a final soft suck against your clit that had you wiggling on the verge of over sensitivity, Namjoon pulled back, a sheen from you on his mouth. He gave your legs a gentle pet before he was looking up at the stunned man behind you. “Come here, Kook. I’ll show you just how she likes it.”
With a start that moved your whole body, Jungkook was shaken from whatever thought he’d been in, eagerly pulling his massive body from behind you, leaving you to flop ungracefully against the mattress he’d been. “Jesus, Kookie. I’m not breakable, but damn.”
Looking back at you as his ears turned red, Jungkook leaned in, giving you a soft kiss that soothed your bruised ego. He pulled back, looking almost uncomfortably long into your eyes before he spoke. “Sorry, just excited.”
After another quick kiss, Jungkook was settling between your legs much the same way Namjoon had. A quick look up at you with a smile that was almost too adorable to be coming from just over your sex, Jungkook focused his attention on the other man, listening intently as Namjoon described what he’d been doing with his tongue and on what parts.
Falling back with more force than necessary, if Jungkook learned how Namjoon played with your body, they would be the death of you, but you’d love every moment of the ride there.
