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vivala-getout · 2 years ago
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The one factor that nobody but quite close friends can comprehend, is Sylvia’s particular death-ray quality.
Ted Hughes, from ‘Letters of Ted Hughes’ ⁠— Gerald Hughes, December 1962
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vivala-getout · 2 years ago
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vivala-getout · 2 years ago
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jungkook vs jimin's room: a story in three acts cr. moreloveforhobi
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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this bitch is gonna get g-noted so hard and i am ready
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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In every way except physically, I am in California right now.
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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what the fuck am i supposed to do with myself now
we’ll carry on…
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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jeno details icons ★
★ like or rb if u save/use
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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huh that seemingly unpleasant task only ended up taking eight minutes to complete and was surprisingly satisfying, I may have erred in putting it off for two weeks.
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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I lost my shit over a pen today like holy shit
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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[1:45am]
   The vibrations of the bass-boosted music filled your senses, the sound-proof room not completely safe from the shaking of the club on the other side of the wall. 
   Despite the distracting music, the most distracting thing in your opinion was Stripper!Jeno’s wet tongue leaving a trail of saliva from your neck down to your naval, causing you to let out a thin long whine. A deep chuckle reverberated from your stomach all the way to your core, the amount of teasing he put you through causing you to be extra sensitive. 
   “How are you liking it?” The gravelly voice serenaded you, and you opened your mouth to say something, but his tongue dipped into you at the same time, forcing a sharp moan to leave your throat. “Mhmm, fuck…really good…” Your hand tried to travel to your breasts, but it was only met with resistance when Jeno’s calloused hands grabbed at your wrists and pinned them against the wall behind the VIP room couch. 
   “You can’t touch yourself, baby doll.” He whispered, leaving his place at your hot core to your flustered and fucked-out face. “I didn’t even fuck you yet, doll. You like it that much?” He cooed, letting his hand gather your arousal on his fingers, rubbing them together. He moved to sit on your lap and used his mouth to trail his warm tongue against your throat and up to your open mouth. 
   His strong muscle met yours with vigor, easily dominating you due to your exhaustion. The wet kiss was exemplified by your tired mouth that was trying its best to respond to his hungry kisses, the sound of saliva mixing with saliva like music to your ears. 
   The sudden pounding at the door broke you from your wet trance, the sound causing Jeno to roll his eyes. “Jeno! You have your next show coming up in a few minutes!” Jeno sighed before getting off of you, but instead of letting you get up yourself, he grabbed silver handcuffs from the table nearby and locked both your wrists to a pole above the couch. 
   “What are–”
   “You’ll wait for me, right doll?” He sang, trailing his hand to your mouth and dripping his fingers in slightly, playing with your tongue, asking for you to suck on them. His fingers left your lips and left a small wet path down your chest. Without thinking, you nodded, lavishing in the incubus-like smile he gave you.
   “Good girl.” You watched as he walked out the room in his barely-there clothes, excited for his return to uncuff your already sore wrists, but more excited for what he had in store for you. 
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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idk I just love how we Young People Today use ~improper~ punctuation/grammar in actually really defined ways to express tone without having to explicitly state tone like that’s just really fucking cool, like
no    =    “No,” she said. 
no.    =    "No,” she said sharply.
No    =    “No,” she stated firmly.
No.    =    “No,” she snapped.
NO    =    “No!” she shouted.
noooooo    =    “No,” she moaned.
no~    =    “No,” she said with a drawn-out sing-song.
~no~    =    “No,” she drawled sarcastically.
NOOOOO    =    “No!” she screamed dramatically.
no?!    =    “No,” she said incredulously.
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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mood: no.
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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my budget is a fucking mess. i‘ve got the spending habits of a victorian dandy on the salary of a medieval serf. i’m living like post-incarceration oscar wilde with prime 2-day shipping
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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if ur hands are cold it’s just ur ghost boyfriend holding ur hand
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vivala-getout · 6 years ago
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Hoseok’s absolutely beautiful and touching gift for Jimin
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