"When life gives you lemons, save it. You never know when you'll need it to throw at someone's face."
- Ris, @crystal-snow019
"She let out the tears of pain she was holding in for a long time...
And before she knew it, she was drowning in it."
- Ris, @crystal-snow019
“There is a form of ancient Latin called Latinum Mortuorum, which can only be spoken in the past tense. You couldn’t say ‘I am alive’; only 'I was alive.’ It was spoken by children, often orphans. For them, the present, the future- these realms of time didn’t exist. Instead they spent their lives looking backward. In essence, living in the past.”
— Yvonne Woon, Dead Beautiful
"Sometimes when you're worn down, day after day, relentlessly, with no reprieve for years piled on years, sometimes you lose everything but the ability to cry"
- This Song Will Save Your Life, Leila Sales
really REALLY soft!dom wonwoo eating you out after a stressful day... yeah
babe look, it's pussy drunk! wonwoo's comeback!!
soft dom! wonwoo who frowns at your unusual behavior when you come back home. he comfortingly hugs you when you mention your stressful day. he offers to help you relax and tells you that he'll take care of dinner and other stuff.
soft dom! wonwoo who massages your shoulders and back to relieve the tension. his fingers work into your muscles, bringing relief and pleasure. and you can't help your mind wandering, thinking how good his hands would feel as he massages your inner thigh while his tongue is pressed up against your cunt.
soft dom! wonwoo who complies to your wishes, spreading your legs open as he presses soft kisses to your thighs. he smile softly at you from between your legs, asking you to relax and to let him make you feel good. his fingers gently dig into the flesh of your thighs and you feel his warm tongue, licking up a stripe on your cunt.
soft dom! wonwoo whose lips feel so soft and gentle against your heat. he sucks on your clit, playing with it to bring you the utmost pleasure. but it so easy to get lost in your taste that he forgets to be gentle once or twice. then he presses kisses on your folds, softly apologising. “sorry, doll. y’taste so good,”
soft dom! wonwoo who noses your clit, burying his face deeper into your cunt. your breathy moans and whimpers cause his dick to throb inside his boxers and a wet patch of precum forms on it. he rubs at the sensitive bundle of nerves, loving the way your legs tremble around him.
soft dom! wonwoo who fingers you, curling his digits against that spot while licking your folds and nosing at your clit. he whispers praises while maintaining eye contact with you, softly smiling at the effect it has on you. the orgasm soon shudders through you, leaving you trembling and whimpering.
“you’re so good for me, love.” “so, so pretty.”
soft dom! wonwoo who continues to lick up all your fluids, unintentionally overstimulating you. for which he apologises as well, pressing a kiss to your clit. he pulls away, looking at your dazed state. kissing your thighs again, he pulls you into his embrace, helping you recover. he shakes his head when you thank him, telling that it's duty as your lover to make you feel better.
“you deserve this, baby. and i’m glad that i’m the one who’s providing it to you.”
How are you feeling?
Carry On - Rainbow Rowell: m/m, fantasy
Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe - Benjamin Alire Sáenz: m/m, ya
Whatever - S.J. Goslee: m/m, ya
Boy Meets Boy - David Levithan: m/m, ya
More Than This - Patrick Ness: m/m, scifi
One of Us is Lying - Karen M. McMannus: m/m, ya-thriller
What If It´s Us - David Levithan & Becky Albertalli: m/m, ya
Simon Vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda - Becky Albertalli: m/m, ya
Leah on the Offbeat - Becky Albertall: f/f, ya
We Are Okay - Nina LaCour: f/f, ya
Girls Made of Snow and Glass - Melissa Bashardoust: f/f, fantasy
Of Fire and Stars, Audrey Coulthurst: f/f, fantasy
Broken Things - Lauren Oliver: f/f, ya-thriller
That´s Not What Happened - Kody Keplinger: ace, ya
She talked about books with so much passion that you wanted to be nothing but the character she had so insanely fallen in love with.
'The silent nights of winter,
Have heard more sad stories
Than any other.'
- Ris, @crystal-snow019
happy birthday mark lee!
a mini compilation of mark’s words of wisdom for his 23rd birthday
obsessed with the way that gothic horror is about horror but never directly. it’s not horrific because there’s a haunted house and that’s scary, it’s horrific because the monster isn’t a monster, it’s your grief, your loss, your pride, your desire, your fear. the monster skulking in the shadows, the darkness at the edge of the woods, the haunted house that is too broken to be a home—those are manifestations of events that grabbed onto the fabric of time in a fit of abject horror and clamped down so tightly that they couldn’t keep moving forward toward resolution and eventual dissipation like they were supposed to. it’s all about the scared child and the mourning mother and the hunger in your gut and the little emptiness in your chest at the end of the day. those things are all little horrors but you can’t approach them directly to understand them, so gothic horror gives us these little metaphors and says “here play with these for a while and see what you find.” and all of those metaphors need someone to go back to childhood to release them. you have to care, and be curious and clever, and look for a way to heal the hurt. you have to be so achingly human to survive in gothic horror