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loveurn · 4 years

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sometimes.

@principalles jbminz shenanigans

sometimes it tickles.

in the gentle way, when both of them don’t have schedules that make them want to commit each other to memory. for the times that minzy has had to bury herself close, as if jb was going to slip behind her fingertips, her body and her comfort dependent on the feel of his beneath hers. she would burrow herself close enough to feel the rise and fall of his chest and match it with an inhale, a need to remember his scent for the days when the spot next to her was cold.

lately though, she hasn’t had to. lately this habit has become less of the routine she was used to. lately minzy had time to let her fingers trail, let her hands dance over jb until he woke up, no longer worried about the countdown until his alarm woke and duties tore him away from her. as often as minzy would tease him for wanting her as close as possible, she was the same, just less obvious.

now, with all the time they had for each other, it was time to admire the gentler, sweeter parts of him that the morning had to offer. it was time to bury her face in his neck, to plant chaste kisses until he’d wake up and steal his own. it was time for minzy to scoot up and push close and just lay, laze through the morning.

that’s when she first felt it. it was a gentle brush against her cheek, much like how jb’s smiles feel when he wakes up. smiles that have been quite frequent as of late. it was so gentle that she almost didn’t notice and usually she doesn’t notice until jb’s pulled her up to meet him, his kisses are taking away any thoughts for the rest of the morning. but it’s a few brushes and the closer minzy pushes against him, the more she feels it, the tickles of his hair against her cheek, and her nose.

it usually isn’t this long and she usually isn’t so receptive, but the morning gives her more time to think, to feel and she’s a mess of giggles as it plays across her cheeks.

even when she notices, the giggles have jb awake and pressing kisses against the top of her head that turn the giggles heartier and deeper with each movement. tickles and soft touches that turn warmer, lower and loving.

sometimes it’s bragging rights.

because minzy knows, of course she knows that her boyfriend’s face is often plastered on the face of the nearest magazine and even more recently billboards and every damn thumbnail when she’s scrolling down her feed. interviews, behind the scenes, collaborations, all his hard work coming to fruition. as hard as minzy tries to be on top of every release and every collaboration she’s got quite a few friends who like beat her to the punch and remind her of exactly who she’s dating.

and why he’s so good at what he does.

it often comes in a series of messages when there’s a release. it’s cute that they’re such big fans of his work but it’s also loads of fun to look at the messages and have the right to say things like,

[ i know. ] [ my man ] followed by a series of hearts. or even read the outlandish praise they’ll give his latest photoshoot.

[ this is unfair minz ] [ he can’t look this good ]

pictures taken from magazine or saved from the internet, blowing up her phone while minzy smiles so hard it leaves him asking what’s so funny.

“you’re breaking hearts.” said with her perched in his lap, letting him recount the tales of the very shoot that’d been released. tales of whose idea it was to wear what, on how his stylists live to get a reaction out of minzy nowadays, knowing that she’ll eventually see the shots, and how it’s become competition around his closest team members.

her arms are slung around his neck, threading through the very culprit of the messages blowing up her phone and jb’s smile is smug.

‘they said you’d like it.’ “didn’t think you’d keep it.”

keep growing it is what she’d meant to say. but her hands are busy trailing from the lowest ends of the strands and over her neck, jb’s eyes doing the same but lingering on her lips. the problem being that for all her bragging rights, all the laughter she gets from the messages means nothing for having to face him herself. bragging rights means she’s well aware of everything being said. it means that when they say he can’t look this real, she’s thinking the same but up close and personal, with those same lips inches from her own, with those same fingers thumbing at her waist.

that same gaze, that same hair. gelled before but still full, curly at times like this and longer. it falls to his shoulders and it’s easy to twirl her fingers through the strands, easy for him to twist his head and send a bang out of his face.

super easy for the smolder he’s known for in his photos to become more of a daily.

“you’re doing this on purpose.” ‘doing what?’

bragging rights also mean being well aware that her boyfriend is sometimes too much to handle. especially when they’re this close and seoul summers are this hot and jb’s eyes still haven’t left her own. especially when he’s the one who’d pulled her into his lap and his attempt to look innocent is only him biting his lips and recreating the very photo she’d sat through her friends and the internet raging about.

except it’s not behind cameras, it’s not in a set of photos, it’s in person and each bite of his lip makes her inch closer. makes her remember the looks that lead to long nights, that lead to warm flushes against her cheeks and his name in the air -

her phone pings again minzy is up and out his lap before she can even catch her breath.

sometimes it’s the cutest thing in the world.

when he’s groaning over it in the bathroom, his finger a series of motions and shuffles when she peeks into the room from the bedroom. when she’s watched him have to pull it up as it got longer. he’s not struggling with it but the bun seems to get longer with each passing day, it higher and it’s quite comical to hear the groans that leave his mouth as a result.

just as it’s fun for her to hint that it’s not as neat as she knows he’d want it to be.

sometimes it is cute! and minzy can enjoy it for days after realizing that he’s growing it out. it’s cute and it brings out a softer side to her boyfriend that she has pictures of for days.

but, more often than not, it’s distracting...

and it drives her up the wall.

she hadn’t thought that she could be this caught off-guard by something as simple as his hair growing. simple is relative though. simple could be the t-shirts that jb wears when he has a day off, the ones that show his arms and make minzy want to burrow in the covers to block thoughts he’s bound to pull from her the minute he catches it.

simple is relative. so so relative.

and so there shouldn’t be anything so - distracting as jb’s hair being pulled up into this damn bun. it’s loose, it’s a little messy considering he’s usually done it in a rush - determined to stop it from falling over as he cooked or went about the day. it was his thing nowadays, moving about the kitchen and using all the time he could use cuddling in couches, to give her all sorts of meals.

minzy wasn’t complaining, but she had half a mind to push him out the kitchen each time he rolled up those sleeves and she was reminded of how quickly those arms would have her up and against him rather than allow her to work. that coupled with his hair up, tied back and loose in a bun - had minzy entering the kitchen and ready to leave the way she came.

she’d been hell-bent on grabbing a snack and a drink. she’d been minding her own business and trying to beat the heat that’d taken over seoul and her boyfriend’s strange decision to keep his hair long.

she’d managed to maneuaver him in the kitchen, grab the bag of chips from the cupboard and pour iced tea. she’d managed to do it all without stopping to watch as he moved about and thought she could lean at the sink and watch. she thought she was fine but then he’d asked questions. he’d asked her if he was doing something correctly and how the hell was minzy to tell him in he’d mixed the sauce correctly when she’s stuck looking at his arms ------ at the frame of his face with this bun, and the smile as he looks both excited and determined at the same time. it’s endearing why can’t it just be endearing without making her want to tell him to put it all aside and come with her.

it’s a crime.

why’s he asking her when there’s a phone with instructions on the internet. why’s he being cute and telling her about his plans now that they have some time, telling stories of incidents on set that she’d never heard before and smiling so wide. wide as if he doesn’t look like he’s walked out a teen beach heartthrob romantic comedy.

more importantly, why is the ice melting into a puddle around her fingers when the first thing on her mind had been grabbing a cold drink. now it’ll be watered down and tasteless and she can’t even complain. one look at him, a few seconds of listening to him, a turn of his head with that hair and that smile, her lips have forgotten their destination around the glass rim.

it’s because she gets this distracted that jb notices, it’s because he notices that he decides to take full advantage of it. this means - him peeking over to repeat questions she hadn’t quite processed and questions he knows she didn’t hear. this means - jb looking amused and like he’s up to no good in a matter of seconds and making his way to her space to prove as such.

“the food.” is minzy’s weak attempt at changing the outcome. ‘there might be something you want more.’ is his counter.

it means jb’s arms caging her against the counter without her realizing and minzy’s parted lips and protest dying in her throat.

“i want you to cut your hair.” ‘yeah?’ “yea...yeah. yes. yes cut it.” ‘and miss you being this cute?’

there’s no need for him to whisper that but he does so anyway. there’s no need for him make maneuvering around to avoid the look he gives this difficult but he does.

“you’re the worst.” ‘and you’re red.’

“that’s because i’m - you’re - it’s hot.”

minzy’s words are half a whine and half a sigh.

“do i want to kick you or kiss you...” ‘i know a way we can do both.’

she can feel the heat this time. but this time it doesn’t start from her neck, no it builds all the way from her toes, through her blood, through goosebumps on her skin and a heartbeat pounding through her chest. it curls around her, amplifies the space between them, washes over her face the closer he gets. all the time they’ve spent together, and words like this, implications like this still manage to have minzy weak in her knees and her heart being faster than she can keep up.

“you’re still responsible for cooking.” ‘wouldn’t want to tire you out and then not feed you.’

oh he’s the worst.

the absolute worst.

but even in the midst of thinking that, in the midst of knowing that, she’s letting him turn to shut the stove of, bowls and ladles forgotten in favor of his hand grabbing hers and him being determined to remind her why he’s the exact opposite and easily the best thing to ever come into her life. in touches that aren’t as sneaky as before, or as light. in bold whispers at the end of it all, when minzy wants to kick off the sheets but her body reminds her that there’s only his t-shirt to cover her.

“cut it.” is her whisper against his chest. ‘you had different thoughts ten minutes ago.’

she almost succeeds in kicking him off the bed.

#my star: minzy #jbminz #i wrote this and it all deleted but i saved it in my clipboard RIGHT BEFORE THANK GOD

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missmindyobrien · 6 years

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SNEEK PEEK at @comic_con this week~ say what? My vinyls are oh soooo sneaky and popping up for a visit! You can see them at table A-09 🤘🏿❤️ Tell them Miss Mindy sent Cha! Alas no... they aren’t for sale... YET! ....just a mini sneek peek for alla you awesome comic-con fans! If you just started following my art n’ the journey... you may not know that I got my start at comic con. More stories about those Amazing 5 years ~ coming down the pipe soooon.. Xoxo Minz

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phoenetix-wein · 3 years

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"Hinter die Binde gekippt"

Mein Corona Trink-Tagebuch

Kategorie: Kellerleiche

Und, was sind so Deine Hobbys?

Das ist meine Lieblingsfrage bei Datingplattformen, Smalltalk und Bewerbungsgesprächen. Jetzt mal Hand aufs Herz, welcher Nerd beantwortet die Frage wirklich ehrlich? "Also isch hocke gerne von Morgens bis Abends vorm Bildschirm und versuche mich in die Überwachungskamera der Damenumkleide von Galeria reinzuhacken" oder "ich stopfe gerne von Autos überfahrene Tiere aus und verkaufe diese als Plüschtierchen an Kindergärten" oder auch "ich vertausche bei Rewe immer gerne die Bioeier mit denen aus Käfighaltung". Seht Ihr, alles tolle Hobbys, aber niemand würde sowas bei nem Date oder seinem Chef erzählen. Also meine Hobbys, neben dem Weintrinken und böse Komentare unter bescheurten Facebook Beiträgen schreiben, sind ja Comics. Ich stehe voll auf die ganze Superhelden Sachen und allem voran, dem DC Shit… Superman, Green Lantern, Watchmen, Sandman, Swamp Thing… ja, ich liebe es. Im Lockdown habe ich nun auch endlich Zeit, ein paar "neue" Sachen zu lesen. Nun fange ich mal mit the Boys an, bevor ich die Serie schaue… Dazu gibts mal wieder was aus Südamerika, hab ich ewig nicht mehr getrunken. Die 2013er Secret Reserve von Santa Rita aus Chile ist es geworden. Ein Red Blend einmal quer durchs Bordeaux mit etwas Shiraz. Sehr nice würzig mit viel Paprika, Minze, Tabak und ne gute Portion Cassis, Schwarzkirsche und Himbeere. Trotz des verhältnismäßig jungen Alters, hat er aber schon ne spürbare Reifenote dabei. Hmmm… Muss ich ihn eben etwas schneller trinken. So, Hand aufs Herz, lest Ihr auch Comics?

#tuebingen #comics #theboys

#hinterdiebindegekippt #phoenetix

#jpsprickel #bodegasantarita #sr #chile #chileanwine #weingehtueberall #santaritawine #inderpampa #coronakrise #rotwein #somm #sommelier #wein #weinspass #kellerleiche #foodrebellen #redwine #hobby

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waitedforgarridebs · 7 years

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The Story of Little Suck-a-Thumb

Or: That time the Doctor told a fairy tale at least 30 years too early

To little boys who suck their thumbs; And ere they dream what he's about, He takes his great sharp scissors out, And cuts their thumbs clean off—and then, You know, they never grow again.

Bless @mollydobby for pointing this little bit out to me, because the German in me would have dismissed it as, “oh, the Doctor tells the story of Little Suck-a-Thumb, that’s nice”, and I never would have started to look into it further - and it was so worth doing that...

But, from the beginning. Please, do sit down and listen.

The Doctor tells those homeless children the story of thumb-sucking boy whose thumbs get cut off as a punishment for not listening to his mother who repeatedly told him not to suck on his thumbs.

This is one story out of several about “misbehaving” children and the inevitable consequences of their actions (words chosen with care) - shown in a quite exaggerated way - featuring in a famous German children’s book.

The collection is called “Struwwelpeter - Merry Stories and Funny Pictures” (by Heinrich Hoffmann), but doesn’t only feature the story about the title-character Struwwelpeter (”shock-headed Peter”), who totally neglects his outward appearance and therefore is to be made fun of, but several other stories about children not listening to their parents or generally also some grown-up people who behave badly.

Shock-headed Peter (Der Struwwelpeter)

Cruel Frederick (Die Geschichte vom bösen Friederich)

The Dreadful Story of Harriet and the Matches (Die gar traurige Geschichte mit dem Feuerzeug)

The Story of the Inky Boys (Die Geschichte vom schwarzen Buben)

The Story of the Man that went out Shooting (Die Geschichte vom wilden Jäger)

The Story of Little Suck-a-Thumb (Die Geschichte vom Daumenlutscher)

The Story of Augustus, who would not have any Soup (Die Geschichte vom Suppenkaspar)

The Story of Fidgety Philip (Die Geschichte vom Zappel-Philipp)

The Story of Johnny Head-in-Air (Die Geschichte vom Hans Guck-in-die-Luft)

The Story of Flying Robert (Die Geschichte vom fliegenden Robert)

A pdf of the original German version can be found here (x), and two different English versions here (x) and here (x). But I have to say, some parts of those translations really don’t do the original justice...

(Anyway, since the writers are probably not speaking German (?), the English versions should be the ones to go by - insert: me, weaping like Minz and Maunz, the pussycats.)

Moving on...

tl;dr, some nice bits from the Wiki (x):

Der Struwwelpeter is one of the earliest books for children that combines visual and verbal narratives in a book format, and is considered a precursor to comic books.

Der Struwwelpeter is known for introducing the bogeyman character of The Tailor, or Scissorman, to Western literature. Some researchers now see the stories in the book as illustrations of many child mental disorders that we know about today.

[...] Hoffmann wrote Struwwelpeter in reaction to the lack of good children's books.

Well, nice little trivia, but why should we care?

You see... the original German version was published in 1845, and Mark Twain only translated the book in 1891 - and, due to copyright issues, the translation was not published until 1935 (!).

“Thin Ice” took place during the Frost Fair of 1814.

^just kidding, we all know time is wibbly-wobbly-timey-wimey stuff - but:

Moffat is a sucker for fairytales. So this book is certainly worth looking into - and not only because I already found Heather in there and didn’t even have to look very hard:

#DW #DW spoilers #Doctor Who #Thin Ice #The Pilot

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ktbee2 · 7 years

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Designer: @MinZ Print Model: @Ember Sky Cosplay Photo by : @Wamser Photography Presented by : @Geek Fashion Show Location at: Silicon Valley Comic Con Hash tags: #fashion #model #clothing #geekfashionshow #geek #nerd #photography #photo #Art #makeup #runway #fashionshow #Skirt #dress #cosplay

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naschkater-com · 4 years

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Vanille, Orange, Apfel und Zimt sind häufig bei Raumspray anzutreffende Aromen aus dem Duftspektrum der Lebensmittel. Aber es gibt auch – wie ich herausgefunden habe – und noch deutlich exaltiertere Raumdüfte mit Süßigkeiten-Aroma! Natürlich kommen viele davon aus den USA. Darunter zum Beispiel Lemon Mint Leaf oder Twisted Peppermint, die ich mal in den Winterzeit in Chicago gekauft habe. Andere typisch amerikanische verrückte Düfte sind zum Beispiel Cotton Candy Icing (Zuckerwatte-Glasur) oder Milky Almond (Milchmandel).

Raumsprays der Sorten Minze mit Rosen und Erdbeere mit Johannisbeere habe ich mal in der französischen Supermarktkette Carrefour in Paris erstanden. Das Spray mit Tropical Fruits (mit intensivem Kokosnussduft) kommt aus einem 99-Pence-Shop in Birmingham.

Besonders für Kinderzimmer dürfte der Raumduft der Sorte Cranberry-Marshmallow von Pajoma Duftmanufaktur mit einem Comic-Einhorn auf der Verpackung interessant sein. Pajoma ist offenbar auf Trendmotive abonniert, denn neben dem Einhorn bieten sie in derselben Serie auch einen Raumduft mit einem Lama (Tobacco Flower & Papaya), einem Flamingo (Strawberry Bellini) sowie einem Faultier (weiße Schokolade) an.

Ebenfalls originell ist das Raumspray von Fresh & More mit dem Geschmack “Himbeere, Rosa Blumen und Süßigkeiten”. Vom selben Unternehmen kommen auch “Birne, Keks und Vanille” sowie “Wilde Beere, Kokosnuss und Mint” – ebenfalls alles in einer Dose.

Die Krönung an Absurdität ist für mich aber der Raumspray mit Haselnuss-Aroma, das ich vor ein paar Jahre bei Woolworth erblickte. Wäre das nicht perfekt fürs WC – zusammen mit dem Toilettenpapier mit Schoko-Vanille-Duft?!

Verschiedene Raumdüfte mit Süßigkeiten-Aroma

White Barn Raumdüfte Lemon Mint Lead und Twisted Peppermint

White Barn Spraay Watermelon Lemonade

White Barn Airspray Crushed Candy Cane

Pajoma Duftmanufaktur Stay Magical Raumduft 100ML Einhorn

iPuro Essentials Milky Almond 250ML

fresh & more Spray Refill Himbeere-Rosa Blumen-Süßigkeiten

AirWick Pure Mandarine+Limette Duopack Airspray

WC-Duft mit Haselnuss-Aroma

Hawaiian Tropic Pumpspray Island Resort 250 ML

Hawaiian Tropic Pumpspray Wild Escape

Hawaiian Tropic Pumpspray Aloha Coco

Ein Foto von meiner Raumduft-Sammlung: Die Carrefour-Duftsprays enthalten Vanille- und Erdbeere-Aromen bzw. Erdbeere- und Minze-Aromen. Das Fresh-Produkt gnaz rechts habe ich mal für 1 Pfund in England gekauft und bietet einen wirklich satten Pina-Colada-Duft, der – gerade auf dem Klo versprüht – für große Überraschung und Irritation sorgt.

Übrigens habe ich bereits über parfümierte Müllbeutel und duftendes Toilettenpapier geschrieben sowie über Autolufterfrischer, so genannte Wunderbäume, mit Candy-Aromen.

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Raumdüfte mit Süßigkeiten-Aroma: Marshmallow und Zuckerwatte Vanille, Orange, Apfel und Zimt sind häufig bei Raumspray anzutreffende Aromen aus dem Duftspektrum der Lebensmittel. Aber es gibt auch - wie ich herausgefunden habe - und noch deutlich exaltiertere Raumdüfte mit Süßigkeiten-Aroma!

#Candy Spray #Cotton Candy Icing #Raumdüfte mit Süßigkeiten-Aroma #Raumduft Cranberry-Marshmallow #Raumspray mit Haselnuss-Aroma #Raumspray Süßigkeit #Süße Raumsprays

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