#librasoo

Send ✿ for a HAPPINESS headcanon.

No, I have not forgotten about you. I will bluntly say it because it is all true, I am lazy. I am tired and I want my replies to be just as amazing as yours.

HONESTLY, I WILL STATE IN CAPS, I LOVE ALL THE PLOTS I AM HOLDING WITH YOU GUISE. FROM CHECKING OUT A CREEPY ASS HOUSE AT TWO AM, TO FINDING OUT SOMEONES STORY, TO JUST BUMPING INTO SOMEONE IN THE HALLWAY. 

I don't know, I get way too excited for my own good for such plots.

I promise to reply to at least half of you on the weekend, if my brain is working properly. If not, then please be patient, they are on the way. Although, you all are patient, so I don't even need to say so. Thank you!

Send ✘ for a text that should have been sent

19: Forceful Kiss

Kahi liked to believe that, while maybe her kisses could sometimes be aggressive or impassioned, she never forced a kiss on Kyungsoo’s person. Generally she tried to give him some sort of warning. For example, pressing him up against the bookshelves, or touching his cheek with a lingering tenderness, or at the very least an urgently-murmured, “Those fucking lips—”

In her rationalization, giving him warning was essentially giving him a cue to accept or deny her. Time and time again, he accepted, some lovely squeak or hum or (God help her) moan slipping out when their lips finally met.

But when he turned to her with a charming smile and a sweet, “Here you go, Noona~” she couldn’t contain her affection for him and all but pounced. Kahi’s lips pressed hard against his, as if she could imprint a tattoo of her fondness for him on his mouth. His hands came up, the book he’d gotten down from the shelf for her dropped to the floor moments ago, and pushed on her shoulders, the initial kiss too firm for his liking. For good measure and quicker relief, he turned his face away.

As soon as their lips were parted, her hand came up to grab haphazardly at his chin and jaw, turning him so she could kiss him again. He initially resisted, anticipating another too-firm kiss, but she eased up on the pressure, opting instead to slide her lips over his quickly, and he acquiesced to that. From there, the surge of emotion dwindled enough that Kahi regained her head, and eventually she softened up on the kiss to pull away. 

10.24.13

I met the absolute cutest boy the other day.

…God, I sound like I’m some sixteen-year-old teeny bopper again.

Anyway, he was beautiful. Lovely pale skin, bouncy and soft-looking brown hair, these really quite adorably wide eyes, and ugh he had these gorgeous plump lips. What’s better than all of that was that he was really nervous and shy—is it bad that it makes me want to seduce him even more?

Ahg, he has me itching to leave hickies all over his pretty neck, or to play the quiet game with him in the library while I’m palming him under the table… So many possibilities. I think I’ll be making frequent trips to the library from now on~

♛ - If my character was king/queen what are the top five rules he/she would make. 

If K I M M I E were Queen…