陰陽

Kim Yukwon. The writer next door.

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                                                                                                ❝ monsters are real, and ghosts are too.

 They live inside us.

                                            and sometimes they win. ❞

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REBLOG THIS POST if you are okay with usage of the new tumblr update for either in character or out of character purposes. the update allows blogs to interact via an instant messenger feature that has seemingly replaced the fanmail option. however, these is currently no way to turn off notifications for these messages and thus might add to those who may anxiety issues over such things. by reblogging this, you are stating that you are okay and open to such interactions. 

[ukvon-blog]

“You’re sad. Don’t lie to me. I see the pouty thing you do.”

 “You’re sad. Don’t lie to me. I see the pouty thing you do.” 

 Yukwon looked up at the female and shook his head once again before placing his Wii controller on the ground. He had just lost a match of Mario Kart after declaring himself the “Mario Kart King”. However he wasn’t lying, he was the so called Mario Kart King until Suzy beat him in this one match. He crossed his arms and continued to pout like a child  because he lost his title.

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Best Friend Starters!

{Text}: Go to bed and stop texting me. This isn’t the intended use of emojis.

“Hey, I read about this super illegal thing and I think we should do it.” 

“GET DOWN FROM THERE BEFORE I HAVE TO COME GET YOU!” 

“Do you think foods have feelings? Maybe that gumball I dropped today was sad I didn’t eat him…”

“No, we can’t buy five hundred pugs.” 

“What do you mean I’m too loud? It’s not like I’m SHOUTING IN YOUR EAR!” 

“If I go down you’re coming with me! This is a mutual effort!” 

“I’m not picking your drunk ass up at three in the morning anymore.” 

“Stop coming into my house to sleep on my couch! Someday you’re going to find the door locked.” 

“Oof, get off! You’re too heavy!” 

“I honestly think you belong in a cell, but again, I guess we’d be cellmates.” 

“Now who the fuck took my skittles? It was you, wasn’t it, you smug little-” 

“Somehow I don’t think the teacher believed our story about the sword wielding elves breaking the window…” 

“BUDDY SYSTEM IS IMPORTANT, YOU MIGHT GET LOST! NOW GIMME YOUR HAND.” 

“I don’t care if you didn’t wanna share, it’s mine now!” 

“YOU ARE A DICK. Also I’m at your door, let me in.” 

“C’mon, smile…I’ll tickle you if I have to!” 

“You’re sad. Don’t lie to me. I see the pouty thing you do.” 

“Do you need me to kill someone for you?” 

“You can’t even reach me to hit me, shortie-OW!!” 

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How does a monster become a monster? It starts with love, always love, and they ate it in greedy handfuls, back when they were whole and beautiful and the light waltzed on their skin like stars. It starts with sin, always sin, like fingerprints on the spine, like a devouring, like singing while Eden floods, like singing with fists in their mouths. Before a monster is a monster, it is swollen with love, it presses sin flush against the wall, it pretends that it knows what to do with its hands. And then the love vanishes, it is plucked right out of their mouths, and the monster is desolate, and the monster is withering, and all that is left is sin and a gaping hole where the heart should be, overgrown and abandoned, stars spilling out.

Emily Palermo, And Maybe I Haven’t Been Kissed in a Long Time (via zelo)

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We will be monsters, alone in the world, but we will have each other.

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein. (via daemonium-ignis)

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cocktober is almost over 😩😳😐 hoevember here we come 😍👌👀👅

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[ukvon-blog]

Ethereal asks...

Freckles: Five facts about you

Artery: Does the whole of creation frighten you a bit, in a good or bad way?

Skin: Is perfection important to you?

Spirituality: Favorite music?

Clavicle: Tea or coffee?

Velvets: What is your sun, moon and rising/ascendant signs? (If you know them)

Tea stains: Name three of your followers you would like to have tea with?

Honesty: Three things you like about tumblr, three things you dislike about tumblr? (without offending anybody!)

Lungs: Ever had a panic/anxiety attack?

Skulls: Weirdest movie(s) you have ever seen?

Lavender: Describe your perfect day?

Thorns: Are you kinky?

Memories: Ever met a famous person?

Roses: Ever been in love?

Specie: Are you a cat or dog person?

Tree of life: If you could go back in time and change something in your life, what would you change and why?

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control // halsey

~requested by anonymous (x)~

[ukvon-blog]

"Do you trust me?"

“Do you trust me?”

Yukwon nodded and gave a thumbs up, giving his new friend a big smile. “Of course I trust you! Why wouldn’t I?” He titled his head before taking one big sip of his coffee.