#sz.

[szcyn]

a coffee snob in the wild.

📷: @uceyjvcey (is that better.)

[iwillbeasuccessfulwoman1]

Vége annak a 3 évnek, amibe tőled menekültem. Egy percét sem bánom, félreértés ne essék. Életem legjobb embereit ismertem meg itt és a legfontosabb dolgaimat tettem meg ott. Csak annyira elmondanám most neked, hogy mindent sikerült a legjobbként elvégeznem. Elmesélni, hogy mennyit gondoltam rád, hogy hányszor akartalak felhívni és elmondani, hogy Te adtál erőt nekem, azzal hogy összetörtél engem. Hiányzol, sokszor kereslek még, vagy épp csak nézegetem a számod és a messengered a telefonomban. Kaptam helyetted egy csodát, akit azt hiszem a sors küldött utánnad! Nem szabad azt mondani, hogy pótolható vagy, de Ő sok sebet begyógyított bennem, pedig teljesen más a kapcsolatom vele, mint veled volt. Belé nem vagyok szerelmes. Viszont téged a legőszintébb szerelemmel szerettelek! Nem tudom mik ezek a gondolatok, beszélnék veled, de tudom, hogy nem lehet. Köszi, hogy elmenekültem miattad ide, itt önmagam lettem és végre “otthon” érzem magam!

@iwillbeasuccessfullwoman

[ghhosstt]

Eskiden bir arkadaşım vardı. Bazı konular hakkında hep zıt düşsek de çok güzel sohbet ediyorduk. Sonra araya çok zaman girdi bir daha eskisi gibi olmadı hiçbir şey. Gerçek dostluk değilmiş demek ki. Hâlâ konuşuyoruz ama önceki gibi değil işte. Belki de ben bir kaç sene önceki o yaz günlerini özlüyorumdur..

[ca-dmv-bot]

Customer: SZ IS MY PARNER NAME INITIAL KING IS MY LIVING ADDRESS DMV: SIZE KING - SEXUAL. COULD BE REFERING TO PENIS SIZE. Verdict: ACCEPTED

[darqx]

I thought i was on the wrong website

("Tell our userbase it was planned, Jenkins.")

[draptoryx]

i dislike how my art style changes between when i just line it, and when i color/render it. hope you guys don’t mind that i’m still finding my art style, i apologize in advance.

[iwillbeasuccessfulwoman1]

utolsó üzenetem neked Sz!

Nem tudom, hogy kéne ehhez hozzákezdeni, túl sok minden kavarog bennem. Talán azzal kezdem, hogy is találtam rád. A lelkem mélyén éreztem az első beszélgetés óta, hogy jól egymásra fogunk tudni hangolódni,de betudtam ezt egy újdonságnak.A két összetört szív egyszer csak egymásra talált egy tök átlagos nap után. Nem gondoltam, hogy egy közös koli szoba és két összetört kislány így fog egy hatalmas káoszban némi boldogsággal az élni az életben. Aztán egyszer már csak azon kaptam magam, hogy nálam töltötted a hétvégéket,féltem mindig attól, hogy csalódni fogsz bennem.Féltem attól, hogy csalódok, féltem,hogy fájni fog ha ennek vége, de az azt követő időszakból azt következtettem, hogy ettől a búcsútól nem kell félnem, nem történhet meg, de mivel ezeket a sorokat gépelem, csak csak vége lett. Amíg velem voltál sok minden másképp volt, valaki ismerte minden mozdulatom, ez a valaki te voltám... Sosem tudtam miért szeretlek annyira nagyon, de volt egy külön világunk. A kapcsolatunk nem volt titkos, mindenki tudta mennyire jóban vagyunk, hiába figyelmeztetett mindenki, hogy rossz hatással vagy az életemre, nem foglalkoztam mások véleményével. Szerettél, ebben sosem kételkedtem egy pillanatig se... de valami olyan gyorsan megváltozott benned, ami után utaink mindig újra és újra keresztezték egymást, de most már nem így lesz. Többet nem fogok neked anya főztjéből vinni , nem fogunk délután hatalmasokat kacagni. Többet nem simogatlak elalvás előtt és nem is fogok hozzád bújni,mikor az ölelésedbe menekültem a világ elől. Nem fogunk már közös inni és elfelejteni a dolgokat és nem is fogunk reggelente együtt ruhákat próbálni. Többet nem filmezünk közösen és nem isszuk a helleket addig amíg a hasunk nem fáj. Eljött a nap mikor másokkal folytatod a napjaid,mással töltöd az életed és már csak néha egymás emlékeiben élünk tovább. Nem az fáj amiket mondtál rólam, hanem hogy a Te szádból jöttek ki. Hiányzol és fogsz is, de megtanulok ezzel együtt élni. Kérlek vigyázz magadra és télen öltözz fel rendesen, nyáron pedig fogyasz elég folyadékot, nehogy rosszul légy. Ég veled!

[szmoothie]

whimsy legacy expanded: generation 01 | from the ground up

the garden won't get fertilized by itself

[aubloe]

sz crumb

[emtrobarasalaplatja2]

[sainzinnorris]

❛ you were a wonderful ❛ you were

experience... ❜ everything..❜

[finn-exe-hasstopped]

they are so soft and tender sometimes actually

[darqx]

Upgrading the 'polaroid magnet' idea of 2019 for 2023's Xmas card trades, these ones are made from wood and use actual magnets! Luxurious! |D All the poses are also referenced from actual party photos i've taken of other people, to add to the candid vibe lol.

The dreamcatcher is kind of a gag gift (yes the craft project i reffed here) for some friends. Since they don't have the ability to fight their nightmares i have offered to [try and] do it for them XD

Made from: Wooden craft polaroid (plus some backing MDF pieces), magnet, misc decorating items (glitter, wooden shapes, gel pens, paint etc). The dreamcatcher is just a storebought one with laminated paper mes wired to it

[toskarin]

Being is confinement, and the mind remains hostage.

[fuckyeahworldoftaika]

[taetr4ck]

from home, to home

yang jeongin x reader, 1.2k words, no warnings — fluff, yearning

a/n : happy jeongin day !! sorry for not posting it on his birthday (it’s already february 9th in my country) :( happy iyen birth aaaaa i almost banged my head against the wall writing this one RAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

“for the passengers of flight A0251, please proceed to gate 6,”

upon hearing the announcement, you grasp the handle of your luggage tighter — trying to calm the anticipation from the surprise you prepared for Jeongin. it’s past dinnertime, and by the time you arrive at your destination, it’ll be past midnight.

being countries away from your lover is no easy feat. the relentless longing to catch a glimpse of their face, to feel their touch, and to bask in their presence and embrace burdens your heart, magnifying the pain of being apart.

before the plane takes off, you message him. it is a casual text, not wanting to spoil the surprise.

“baby, i’m going out tonight. i’ll call you after a few hours, okay?”

“yup, be safe and have fun :)” he replies.

you suddenly laugh at yourself. going out, huh? more like going out of the country.

upon arriving at your destination, it is already 2 in the morning. the streets bathed in the soft glow of the convenience stores' lights, casting long shadows across the pavement. the stillness of the night envelopes the surroundings, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze. despite the late hour, there is a sense of tranquility in the air, as if the world slows down to a peaceful rhythm.

you suddenly realize that pastry shops are already closed at this hour. with a sigh, you make your way towards the cold glow of the nearest convenience store, hoping to find something similar to a cake.

the aisle of pastries beckons with its tantalizing display of sweets wrapped in cute packaging, making your stomach rumble with anticipation. your gaze lingers on the last piece of cheesecake sitting on the middle shelf. its creamy, off-white hue melds with the color of the soft, overhead fluorescent lights.

as you’re about to grab the pastry, a hand swiftly joins – both of you holding the same piece together. there is a second of momentary silence — after that, you step back.

“sorry, you can have that piece,” you say to the man beside you, still looking at the cheesecake.

you’re greeted with a long silence. “...y/n? is that you?” the man looks at you in shock and hesitance.

the familiar voice seems to jolt you from your fatigue — you look at him in surprise. 

“what… Felix?”

“what are you doing here? did you go here all by yourself?” Felix asks, still holding the cheesecake.

“oh, and never mind this… you can have it.” he hands you the pastry.

“thank you,” you take the cake from his hands.

“i came here to surprise Jeongin. and please, don’t tell him,” you utter in a quiet tone.

you explain the details, and he nods in agreement.

“do you know where he is? i can take you there,”

“oh and before that, let’s pay for these items first. it’s on me today.” Felix offers, leaving no room for refusal.

after leaving the convenience store, the clock ticks past 3 in the morning as you navigate the peaceful streets to Jeongin’s condo. finally arriving at the building, the cold breeze greets you, softly washing over your skin.

“here’s a spare key to his unit. i always bring it with me just in case.” he hands the key to you.

“he should be asleep by now, the practice drained him a lot,” he added.

“thank you lix. i’ll treat you to a meal sometime,” you say as he helps you unload your luggage in his trunk. he smiles at you softly and wishes you the best.

the sound of the elevator heightens your anticipation even further, each ding echoing through the hallway like a drumbeat of excitement.

as you leave the enclosed space, the hallway is dimly lit with soft, cozy lights – emitting a warm glow. the sound of the luggage echoes softly in the quiet hallway, their gentle rolling adding a subtle rhythm to the anticipation-filled atmosphere.

the gentle twist of the key upon unlocking resonates through your lover’s living space. you ease the door open, not wanting to disturb his slumber.

you untie the shoes he gave you on your birthday, setting them aside beside his own — your heart swelling with fondness and nostalgia.

you set your things aside carefully, only turning the dim light on to avoid disturbing his sleep.

the drumming sound of your heart intensifies as you take a step, echoing through the quiet space as you make your way towards his bedroom.

you find his figure sprawled all over the bed, his arms snuggling against the pillow — wishing it was you. as you observe his serene expression, the feeling of vulnerability intertwines with the warmth of yearning and intimacy gently embracing your heart. the sight before you fills your heart with tenderness and adoration — the rush of overwhelming emotions that makes your heart feel as though it might burst out from your chest.

you sit beside his sleeping figure, your fingers running gently through his hair — each strand soft and delicate, just like the man he is.

Jeongin slowly opens his eyes, stirring from his sleep. his eyes try to adjust to the light illuminated by the lamp on his nightstand, seemingly confused by his surroundings.

“hi baby,” you can’t hide your excitement anymore. a soft smile escapes from your lips, not wanting to disrupt the peacefulness of the moment.

“hello baby,” he replied. you don’t think he’s fully awake at the moment, so you only smile until the realization hits him.

“...wait, y/n?” his eyes are wider now, realization washing over his features.

“oh my god y/n, you’re here? this isn’t a dream, right?” he sits up and slaps both of his cheeks lightly, seemingly in disbelief as he struggles to comprehend the reality of your presence before him.

you wrap your arms around him, an unspoken answer to his question – sharing the familiar warmth that only your embrace can provide.

“i’m here, i’m home,” you say in a whisper while playing with his hair soothingly.

“y/n, y/n, you’re here. oh my god… this better be not a dream,” Jeongin presses a soft kiss on the crown of your head, his voice filled with mixture of astonishment and delight.

you rub his back with gentle strokes to calm him down. “happy birthday, my love. the cake is in the fridge. kind of a bummer ‘cause it got deformed on the way here.” you say with a chuckle. 

“the cake can wait,” he murmurs softly, his focus entirely on you. your beauty catches him in a daze – his eyes all focused on you. your presence fills Jeongin’s heart with warmth that surpasses any dessert. “i can’t believe you’re here. i missed you so much.”

“it feels good to be home,” you added. you looked at him with such adoration. after being countries away from your lover because of personal ordeals, it feels good to be here – the once almost unfamiliar space instantly turns into a sanctuary in his presence.

Jeongin presses a sweet kiss on your lips, tears almost welling up in his eyes. “don’t leave me again,” he pleaded, making your heart sink.

“mhm, i don’t have the heart to.” you hummed, giving assurance. you won’t leave him again, and the thought of doing so breaks your heart.

Jeongin wraps you in his arms all night — not wanting you to leave any second. the warmth of your embrace lulls him into a peaceful sleep, the comfort of your presence soothing his restless body.

the way back home feels much better – knowing you're waiting for me.

⋆ taetr4ck, est may 2023. / requests open