xiuhnny reblogged
the best kisses are about the hands
the kiss by francesco hayez // the kiss by gustav klimt // the meeting on the turret stairs by frederic william burton // the kiss by auguste rodin and details
xiuhnny reblogged
today’s date is the 3rd? what’s next, the 4th? the 5th? the minor fall, the major lift?
“buy me mcdonalds and touch my butt”
people really don’t give a shit if you’re someone starting out something and that’s the cold heart truth lol.........
no one really wants to help others being uplifted and validated unless they get something out of it
I don’t have much money but boy if I did I’d buy a big house where we both could live
Rocketman (2019)
fluoresensitivearchive-deactiva
anyways 💅 omegas have and always should be in control of their heats, have access to suppressants and (if they choose) a willing sexual partner.
lesbianriot
> advocates for omega rights
> still says they should have a partner
lol
vaantablack
if .. they .. choose …. oooh mygoood can alphas just not read?? you get to go to school and get degrees and you still can’t read???
lesbianriot
WOAH BUDDY im sensing a little bit of alphaphobia there!
vaantablack
lmfaooo these?? are the types of alphas??? y’all are defending
sylphaem
loool go log off and take your suppressants sweetie
fluoresensitive
god seeing this old post of mine is like LITERALLY being kicked in the teeth my GOD
quit arguing marvel vs dc!!! we ALL know which is the greatest and most imaginative superhero movie of all time. it’s megamind.
Anonymous asked:
(4/5) I also liked that you made miscommunication pretty much the main problem of the plot, it's a far too common issue in any type of relationship and you conveyed it really well too. Despite the story being meant to be read mainly in the perspective of the reader, to an extent, we can understand both Mark and the "reader". It's like when we have two friends who are mad at each other and we see their points despite still thinking they could make up with an effort from both parts 🙂 ~ 🌙
i really wanted to focus on miscommunication and that embarrassment you feel when you’re too afraid to make a move because there’s not really a big sign on their behalf whether they like you back or not. i’ve gone through that way too many times and i really wanted to build a situation where someone eventually explodes and confesses. can’t say i had the same luck as the reader had buttttt hhahaha it just mends my heart a lil
also i wanted to portray this dual point of view even if it’s in the third person because i don’t like making ppl suffer by anticipation LMAOO 😭😭😭 i didn’t want ppl to only find out at the end because the main issue here was how the reader couldnt overcome the weight high school had on her and miscommunication between two ppl when they like each other but dont know
xiuhnny reblogged
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Anonymous asked:
(3/5) I think (again) that your writing style is GREAT, the story had a VERY GOOD balance of its elements (dialogue vs descriptions AND fluff vs angst) and the characters were just so well written... amusing and relatable at the same time. A lot of times when I read I feel like a character is acting a certain way just because of the sake of reaching a certain point in the plot, and it wouldn't be like that "in real life", but it all felt so fluid and natural in your story! ~ 🌙
REITERATING MYSELF FOR THE NTH TIME
you have NOOO idea how happy your comments make me????? to have someone recognise my writing style as good just makes me the happiest
i’ve always been so self critical, to an extent where i really hated everything i wrote or did. it’s like my expectations about myself were the highest ever and i compared my writing style to everyone else’s and mine was never enough. even if the other’s were simpler, they made it work while i didnt. it was a toxic mindset of negativity that occurred in all aspects of my life. fortunately i’ve been breaking from it and i’ve been fine ever since!!!
xiuhnny reblogged
a montage of love / mark lee [preview]
genre: college!au, acquaintances to lovers!au, fluff, a bit of angst if you squint
pairing: mark lee/female reader
word count: unsure
summary: High school was a time in your life you didn’t like to think about, especially when the present days were the best ones you had ever lived. But when Mark Lee shows up in the form of blast of the past, you’re left with emotions you never planned on experiencing.
COMING SOON!
High school was a period of time you weren’t particularly fond of.
It was just a clustered mess of stillness-infused events happening one after the other, never having anything really good coming out of it; it was either neutral or downright disastrous and embarrassing, so sometimes you pretended it either didn’t exist or it was a foggy, distant memory in the back of your mind. Everything had been just plain, normal, detached, never good enough to think of it fondly.
You supposed being the new kid was probably one of the causes that made your attempts at fitting in with the others fail miserably. The people you hung out with were the type of people you knew your friendship wouldn’t stretch further than the last day of high school: you relied on each other for convenience, and that didn’t hurt you at all because it was something you did too. And it wasn’t like you were the best version of yourself back then.
The best came when you entered college.
College you was the person you had always dreamed to be. Liked by people who genuinely cared for you and your wellbeing, with whom you shared good and bad moments. Carefree in the sense that you were no longer afraid of sharing your opinions and being yourself yet carrying all the same struggles every other college student did. This was your peak. You were at the top of your game in every aspect possible. And even if you were still flawed, like you would always be, the life you lead was still worth it.
However, not everyone shared the same path as you. Some people really just had it all since the beginning: they were consistent in the way they presented themselves to other people throughout the years, and consequently that in itself appeased the masses no matter the environment they inserted themselves into. It really didn’t help at all if they were truly nice people, which was the case.
You weren’t sure why the fact that Mark Lee was as loved — if not even more — in college as he was in high school surprised you, but the truth was, it did.
Going through a blast from the past was something you were expecting, seeing people from your old school navigating through the halls of a place you really liked became a second nature. You saw Sicheng every once in a while, the Chinese guy you had to become acquainted because the both of you had transferred to your high school closely after each other. You saw Dahyun who was from your Math class though you never really made an effort to be friends, neither did she. You saw a variety of faces with whom you had shared tiny speckles of basic interaction.
But Mark Lee wasn’t just any person.
Mark Lee was the cool guy who looked like he had everything without even trying or working hard for it. He had friends, good looks, good grades, recognition and respect from pretty much everyone surrounding him. You were sure there wasn’t a soul capable of hating or so much as even having hard or negative feelings towards him. And rightfully so, for while Mark looked like someone who breezed through life without a scratch, he was severely passionate and strived hard for good results on whatever he put his mind to. To top it off, he had luck on his side.
You couldn’t hate the guy, you’d give him that. He was too much of a good person.
It was nearly the end of the first semester of your second year of college when you had seen him for the first time after you ended your senior year. With Mark being younger than you by one year, you were swept away out of that hellhole before he was, but as luck would have it, you were back to sharing an education facility with him. Not that it bothered you that much, except you had to be shocked not only by his presence, yet also by the happenstance he was talking to one of your best friends with whom you were supposed to meet up fifteen minutes ago.
You were the one who was late, of course. So many years had gone by and you still weren’t able to be on time whatever the circumstance was. And when you tried to be responsible and leave your dorm early, the universe seemed to be against you. It remained a mystery why public transportation would fail you on only those specific times.
At that moment, being late was the least of your worries because there, in front of you, stood two people who represented completely different times of your life colliding with one another, while you watched in the sidelines and wondered why something like this was even happening to you. It truly felt weird to you seeing the out-of-reach Mark interacting with completely-approachable Jungwoo.
Anonymous asked:
(2/5) Even from those few paragraphs it was obvious your writing is really good, and I couldn't help but feel curious about the plot. I'm so glad I waited this long to be able to read it! I can say for sure it's amongst the best works I've ever read on this site (and I'm very picky, that I can assure you xD), and I'm happy you gave it your all, because it shows. I think you can be very proud if yourself, it's an amazing first official piece of writing for the kpop community (quoting you ^^) ~ 🌙
this just makes so happy!!!?????? so..???? i have no words once again to explain.
there’s a sense of dejection of not having anyone notice your hard work after you’ve done so much. when i went to bed last night (at 3am even though i work today) it’s like i was already expecting not to get a bit of recognition, but after getting your messages i’m happy. i’m happy because one person is enough. and i have to endlessly thank you for that ❤️❤️
i also used to write for the 1d community like... 3 years ago but i was mostly known because of the banners because i was always a better graphic designer than anything else 😅
Anonymous asked:
(1/5) I don't even know where to begin... I expected that "a montage of love" was going to be good just from reading the preview, but it's so much more than i thought it would be! To be honest, I was never someone who read fanfiction unless it was about books or movies, because at first the thought of reading something with a "real life" character felt weird. It was a friend of mine who convinced me to try, and by that time it was when I coincidentally stumbled on your preview. ~ 🌙
i have to admit that i thought you were a part of the kpop community, and maybe you are and i just understood it wrong, but just know how flattered i am by your comments. and how warm they make me. and how accomplished too!
i completely understand that pov where someone feels weird about reading about real life people, i tend to be like that if those stories are about two real life people who have a friendship involving themselves romantically and/or sexually. i try to stray away from those because it’s somewhat uncomfortable for me. but when it comes to this type of fanfiction, since the other part of the pairing is someone completely abstract, it’s easier to detach the character from the real life person they were inspired on.
i thank your friend for pushing you a little of your comfort zone! because of that, you were able to find my tumblr and i was able to be reminded how at least someone out there in the world, who doesn’t know me personally, is looking out for me and anticipating my work ❤️