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  Jun 28 minx
Kalliope
I only grow flowers with thorns.
Beautiful from afar,
Their petals softer than skin after shea butter,
But poison to the touch.

Their scent so captivating,
You can't help but search for it,
Only to be knocked out once found.

Those brave enough to pick up the stem
Will always regret it.
These thorns are razor sharp,
And they love to embed.
They've never seemed to bother me though
  Jun 28 minx
Kai
Laugh in the dark at your own clever spin,
turning meaning to mischief with a smirk and a grin?
Are your nights stitched in velvet, your mind wide-awake,
with your dog at your feet and the silence you make?

Veil your affection in jest and disguise,
saying darling or love just to watch my reply?
Ever wonder, like me, if your teasing might stay
longer than you meant it to linger that way?

Lace on your wrist smells like citrus and rain,
is your scent a soft story you haven't explained?
Are your plushies arranged like an audience unseen,
watching matcha-steeped mornings unfold like a scene?

Vanish mid-text to float in your head,
do your thoughts wander far before coming to bed?
Even now, I don't ask for more than you give,
just to wonder like this is a sweet way to live.
minx Jun 28
Quick as a whip, Yunho jumped to his feet and raced across the floor to go inside the massive closet. Mingi heard him rifling through drawers and hanging clothes, the little sounds he made under his breath as he searched for what he was looking for.

After several minutes, the Master emerged in a whole new outfit. He was wearing a Ralph Lauren jumper. It was baby blue cotton, with ribbed cuffs, neckline and hem. On the chest was a stitched image of a brown teddy bear. It was wearing a baseball cap with casual clothes and sneakers.

Beneath the jumper was a white shirt with an exaggerated collar. The top button was open to expose a hint of his neck. He had paired the jumper and shirt with little white shorts and light blue socks.

Finally, he had slipped into his black horsebit loafers with the thick heels. Yunho skipped out of the closet and spun on his heel to show off the outfit. The Roméo charm was hanging from his phone case. It bounced from the movement. He let out a breathy giggle and smiled wide enough to show off his teeth.

Seonghwa moved to retrieve a hat from a drawer. It was a twill nautical cap, with a navy brim and band and a white top. Little brass buttons on the band matched well with the brass details on the lamb bag. He neatened the Master’s hair with his fingers and then tugged it on for him.

“There, now you look perfect, my darling boy.”

Yunho gushed and leaned against his fingers. “What do you think?” he asked, glancing at him with his big, sparkling eyes. “Do I look beautiful?”

Mingi had gotten used to the Master’s little uniforms and layered suits. He no longer furrowed his brow when he came skipping into the stable, his shoes clip-clopping and his hands swinging at his sides. He didn’t even see it as childlike anymore, because he had spoken to him enough to understand that he was an intelligent young man beneath the princeling costumes. However, now he could see him dressed in a preppy, casual outfit, he found he liked it a lot. Yunho still looked boyish, but he was handsome rather than cute.

Mingi gave him a slow smile. “You look very handsome, Yunho.”

Oh, Yunho had to turn away from him because he was so overcome with joy. His ears turned a shade of deep pink from beneath the brim of his cap. The flush even crept down the back of his neck above his shirt collar. He cupped his face in his hands and let out a series of flustered noises.

This made Seonghwa beam at him. “Mingi’s right; you look very handsome. Now, you must behave when you’re with him. Yes? Don’t wander off, stay by his side. Remember to be patient with him, especially if he comes over quiet. And most importantly …”

Seonghwa took hold of his shoulders to turn him around so he could look into his eyes. Yunho wasn’t quite able to hold his gaze because he was still so flustered. “Enjoy yourself,” Seonghwa finished, giving the boy another soft stroke beneath the chin.

“No more pouting, no more sadness. Today is your special day, and you must enjoy it whilst it lasts. Yes?”

Yunho nodded and skipped across the room towards Mingi. He held his hand out in silent request. Mingi studied it and then glanced at Seonghwa, just to see how the other man reacted to the gesture. It looked familiar, like they had held hands before. He saw no concern or confusion on the other man’s expression, so he took hold of his hand. It was as moist and warm as always as the boy entwined their fingers.

“Alright,” Mingi sighed out, his shoulders lifting and falling in a soft wave. “Let’s see what’s happening in town …”
ughhh my pretty yunho. i adore him so much, i swear.

little ponyboy..sugamins
  Jun 28 minx
Travis Green
He was my paradise on fire
My ecstasy sanctuary
My crash-hot magic zone
My bliss bomb on blast
My high-voltage explosion utopia
My dream-drip dope Romeo
My cloud-nine kryptonite

I was hooked on his hypnotic heat
He was a whole soul-rockin’ocean
Of chocolate confections
Laced with luscious **** sauce
He had me dizzy and litty
Off his body-ody-ody built
To straight-up slay my heart

I was lost in his hot, kissable pecs
His dark chocolate *******
So feelable and lickable
Irresistible arms that charmed me
Delectable abs that grabbed me

He was so beardiful
All rugged seductiveness
Coveted lushness
Eyes that were hazel hotness
Top-notch art that conquered my queer heart
  Jun 28 minx
Travis Green
His hazel eyes were a hazel flex
An unforgettable, ultra-cool universe
Of gold, glowing greatness
Gallery-worthy art that left me dazed
And immensely captivated
By his masterpiece-level machoness

He had my heart on lock
My mind hijacked by his divine charm
My fantasies filled with thrilling gay scenes
And ******* climaxes of him all over me
Making me explode on replay

His hot, rock-solid pecs
Was a thirst-trapping
Temptation-loaded station
Of flavorful flexing freshness
A playground of page-turning desire
A macho map of dope perfection

His tasty ******* were a buffet of bliss to savor
He had a sizzle-charged rearguard
That I couldn’t stop marveling at
A knockout-loaded pole
Guaranteed to hijack every cell of my being

He slayed me all the way
Gave me a cosmic rush
That I couldn’t get enough of
He was my soul-thunder hunky nightclub to love
That rocked my world to the maximum limit
  Jun 28 minx
dude
If I showed up late
Would you
Restart the movie

Or tell me to grab some snacks
Behind my back,
talk **** about me

Would you be so sweet
And not even start it, til I
walked thru your front door, or

Would you not reply
Bat your eyes
Like i’m
Such a chore
an oldies jawn 2
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