List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers 💗
1. This man - end of the top.
kidding. but I'm still letting him here.
1. Everything related to goth culture.
2. Ducks and birds.
3. My best friend and my grandmother.
4. Walks.
5. Concerts.
I think that sums me up pretty well. 😌
If anyone wants to do this just tell me and I'll pop into your inbox because I don't know who's okay to be disturbed with that. <3
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Nothing like snapping out of an episode in a field again, what can i say my bones tearn for the dirt
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Husk: will you stop holding my hand?
Angel: what? You know you like it.
Husk: I do not.
Angel:
Husk:
Angel:
Husk: *starts purring*
Husk: shit-
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MANGO!! FIC REC!!!
https://www.tumblr.com/nonononranghaee/745116124887367680/walking-in-the-wind?source=share
hope you like it bc ive never cried so hard <3
Swallowing hard, Cheol mustered up a smile, “of course, I do kwan. Nothing will change us. Nothing.”
you know a fic is awesome when you're balling within 5 seconds of reading it
And Seventeen? Seventeen was the feeling of wrapping yourself in a blanket while the rain poured outside. The feeling of hugging a sibling, whom you hadn't seen in years. The feeling of being taken care of while you were sick. Seventeen was the feeling of sitting in front of the fire with hot chocolate after an afternoon of playing out in the snow. Seventeen was warm caresses and soft kisses on foreheads. Seventeen was summer nights spent holding your stomachs because it hurt so much while laughing. Seventeen was a home cooked meal, a warm embrace, a loving gaze. Seventeen was home.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
HOMEHOMEHOMEHOME
the way i sobbed
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Of course he would eat yoghurt with a fucking fork. What did I expect…
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