Your Lucky Charm

Lee Gnome

dominATE in SÃO PAULO D1 (250405) / © all4minho

my mom is playin fuckn animal crossing in real life

she got this painting for $75 in an old case at an antique market shes been going to for years, and she thought it looks really beautiful, so she sent an email to a local art center to have it appraised

and now she has an art conservator in her emails making a plan to have her come bring it in to be appraised as a genuine Hokusai wood block print from over a hundred of years ago

thats so fucked up to me. my mom went fuckin shopping at Crazy Redd's

no joke, she got it at an antique market. but she didnt even buy the painting. she bought a bag that the painting was in, cuz she's an artist.

when she got home, the bag fell over, and the painting fell out. into the lap of an unsuspecting small town idaho girl (my ma) (that's how she described it).

movie shit.

Woah!

Today I tested Painty, an experimental software that simulates animated painting. It is still under development and therefore not accessible to the public.

He was so happy. And then he saw the comments.

Kitutukimusume on Instagram

What the fuck is wrong with you immature pieces of shit? Grow the fuck up. For real, get a fucking clue, you childish soggy tea bag.

Of course wherever SKZ go will be their second home. Wherever STAY are, is their second home. "Everywhere all around the world" sound familiar? Lobotomy sound familiar?

You're a walking recessive trait and you should have been a blow job.

Drop the title of "STAY". You deserve it as much as children deserve cancer. (if you're thick, that means "not deserved at all", you wet sock.)

Thank you for upsetting Bang Chan. Way to go, twat-attack.

May you have the day you fucking deserve.

Cunt.

I assume this early morning rant of mine hit a nerve with some people, as I've lost followers.

Excuse me whilst I go not give a fuck.

© jukibittencourt

I choked on my own spit

Love this!

[MESSAGE TO STAY from Bang Chan]

I said "another home"... I really wish for STAYs to stop fighting with eachother...

At this point, whatever comes out of my mouth just becomes problematic I'm actually scared to say anything now...

Why are they like this on such a great say? Jealousy? Understandable, yes I feel like that's the most hardest thing to do yeah? Sharing love equally to all STAYs around the world is definitley something that I want to accomplish But I think that's the thing that I'm horrible at so I'd like to apologise Sorry for not being able to share love equally... I feel like I'm only making fights... It's all my fault I guess

I'll do better! Yeah that's all that needs to be done STAYs aren't the ones that are in the wrong Channie will try his best!!!

I don't usually post bubble messages on here but this one HIT HARD. Bang Chan doesn't deserve to feel this way and shouldn't feel scared to talk to fans but the fact he had to come on to bubble to tell STAY that says a lot. In the end Chan ended up apologising like he always does even though he didn't do anyhing wrong.

Bang Chan deserves a huge apology! STAYs need to do better, stop twisting his words and attacking him everytime he speaks. These situations are the reason why he'll eventually just stop talking to us completely and I wouldn't blame him at all.

– SKM admin

This really hurts. It hurts me deep to my core.

BANG CHAN / VLOG #5 in MILANO ☀️

This... This is the human some of you have upset.

If your partner isn't obsessed with you, get a new one.

No one is obsessed with me. I'm not even my dogs favourite person.

𝐎𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐲

Shielding her eyes from the gleaming sun, Sky peered down at her father and frowned in thought. His eyes were shut, his eyelashes long and delicate against his flushed skin, his head resting comfortably in his wife's lap; Sky lowered her face closer to him, tilting her head to the side as she carefully inspected the stillness of his facial features.

“Is he asleep?” The eleven year old asked her mother in a loud whisper.

Y/N giggled under her breath. She was leaning over to the side, reaching for the tray of things nestled on top of their lawn and pulling it towards her. 

“I'm not sleeping … “ Chan mumbled a moment later. “I'm just resting my eyes.” 

“You always say that,” Sky said with an amused smile. “And then you fall asleep.” 

“That's not true,” Chan grinned. 

“Yeah it is,” Noah chimed in from his spot in the grass a few feet away. 

“It is,” Y/N agreed. 

Eyes still closed, Chan stuck his tongue out towards the cloudless sky above them all; it made them all laugh, the sound sweet in the soft breeze. 

“You can go to sleep as long as you stay still,” Y/N said as she shook the sunscreen bottle she was holding, flicking the lid open. 

Chan groaned. “Not again.”

“Yes, again,” Y/N smirked as she squeezed out a large blob of the fragrant cream onto her fingers. “Look … even Ky's keeping up with her sunscreen.” 

“Only because I like the smell of it,” Sky said. Her skin gleamed under the sunlight, her cheeks rosy and the soft wisps of wind sticking her loose hair to her dewy cheeks. “I don't think I'd wear it if it didn't smell like that.” 

Y/N started to laugh. “I'll make sure to always buy you the same one, then. Oh for goodness’ sake, Christopher … stop being such a baby. Move your hands.” 

Chris shook his head against her thigh; his slender fingers covered his face to prevent Y/N from slathering him with sunscreen, and through the small gaps, Y/N could see the blatant grin spreading across his features.

Exploding into a fit of giddy giggles, Sky loomed over her father again. “Daddy you're being silly.” 

Chris made a series of dramatic sounds, each one muffled and amplified in comedic value behind his hands. 

“You'd think you'd have learnt your lesson after turning into a lobster on the beach all those years ago,” Y/N couldn't help but laugh, her free hand closing around Chris's wrist with a gentle grip, slowly dragging it away from his face. “Do you really wanna end up like that again?” 

At that, Chris grimaced. He remembered that day all too well; falling asleep in unbothered bliss on the toasted sand, like a soft blanket beneath his skin. He hadn't intended on falling asleep - but a few hours had passed, and Chris woke up to see his entire body sporting the colour of ripe cherries. Not to mention the strange solid quality his skin seemed to hold as he stretched his limbs this way and that. 

Chris smiled now, remembering the bewilderment on his father's face once he caught sight of him. 

“Okay, you have a point,” Chris chuckled. He dropped one of his hands completely, pushing the other one up his hair and exposing his forehead. “Go crazy.” 

“Good boy,” Y/N's eyes danced with mischief. She caught the glimmer of something equally as playful in the centre of his husband's gaze; his eyes had turned into a rich, light brown like cinnamon under the golden sun rays that spilled over him, and they twinkled as he looked up at her while she smoothed her fingers over his skin. She worked the sunscreen into his heated face, her thumbs caressing it down his neck, and the length of his strong arms. It didn't take her very long, but by the time she had finished, Chris's breathing had slowed considerably, and his face had inherited a telltale softness that showed he was indeed asleep. 

Y/N's heart skipped a beat as she slipped her hand into his hair. She gently wound his fine curls around her fingers as the wind rustled through them, scented with a tinge of the early flower shoots that had begun to sprout around their garden in the flower beds she had planted. The spring air washed over all of them with its cooling kiss, and Y/N smiled to herself as she tipped her head back a little, her own eyes falling shut when she let the sun spill over her. 

She loved days like this. Days where she could sit on the grass for hours on end, a book beside her and something iced on hand; she could gladly spend days after days doing nothing but that and not get bored. It wasn't too hot, nor was it too cold - spring always had a way of being completely perfect, with its colours and its green scents and the unmistakable feeling that somehow, everything would always be completely fine. 

Heart content, Y/N exhaled slowly. She turned her gaze towards her children with a growing smile; Noah was already three shades warmer than he had been two hours ago, the caramel hue to his usually fair skin amplified by the thin white t-shirt he was wearing. His freckles stood out proudly on his nose bridge, and his thick curls fell into his honey brown eyes as he looked towards the grass. He had been picking daisies for a while now, and his wrists donned dainty little flower chains as he carefully split delicate stem after stem. 

Sky was also picking daisies. But she wasn't making chains; she ran around the garden, collecting the ones that were further away so her brother could take the ones around him - the girl came back with a bunch of them clasped in her hands, and she sat down cross legged beside her mother and father with a cheeky smile lighting up her face. 

Y/N watched curiously as Sky took one of her flowers and reached out towards her sleeping father; when she sank the first stem into Chris's hair, nestling it amongst his curls, Y/N's eyes softened and she wordlessly landed a tender onto her daughter's head.

“I love daddy's hair,” Sky whispered to her mother, so as not to disturb the sleeping man in her lap. “it's so fluffy.” 

“I love his hair too,” Y/N whispered back.

“Look … the flowers are staying so well,” the girl giggled as she placed a fifth flower into Chris's hair. “If daddy had straight hair I don't think it'd work. I'm gonna turn him into a princess.” 

From his spot on the grass, Noah laughed under his breath. “He's gonna wake up so confused … fallen asleep as mama's King, woken up as your Princess.” 

At that, Y/N and Sky started to giggle. 

“King Princess?” Sky hummed. 

“Princess King,” Y/N laughed. 

Noah shook his head. “Neither of those make sense.” 

Smiling, Y/N nodded to the daisies around his wrists. “I like your daisy chains, Noey.” 

“Thanks. I wanna find some dandelions,” Noah said, getting up to his feet.

“There's some over there,” Sky pointed to the grass behind one of Y/N's vegetable patches. “Behind the peppers. And there's some on the other side too, I think.” 

Nodding at his sister, Noah headed to the direction she had pointed to. Sky kept placing flowers into Chris's hair, and after a few minutes, the man's hair was more daisy petals than his own fine strands. 

It made Sky burst into hushed laughter. “He looks like a field.” 

“He looks beautiful,” Y/N sighed, a little dazed as she traced a finger over the flowers in his hair. 

Chris yawned then, his features scrunching up as he raised a lazy hand to his mouth. “Mmm … what are you two babbling about?” 

He shifted his head a little against his wife's thigh; he frowned then, feeling something amiss. “Why can I smell flowers? Like … really strong.” 

Giggling increasing, Sky's hair fell around her face like a curtain as she leaned over her father again. “Oopsie daisy … looks like you're a princess, daddy.” 

Chris's face was one of confusion; it made his family laugh further, Noah grinning widely when he returned with his dandelions. “Huh … ? What're you talkin’ about?” 

Reaching for her phone, Y/N pulled up her camera. She snapped a photo of her sleepy husband before showing him what they could all see, and the man's face broke into a large smile, his eyes crinkling as he started to chuckle.

“Daisies?” Chris raised a hand to his hair, very gently feeling for the flowers. 

“Do you feel pretty, daddy?” Sky cocked her head to the side. “You look pretty.” 

“Very pretty,” Y/N nodded.

Chris flushed. “You two … you're making me blush.” 

“Daddy, you're always blushing,” Sky waved her hand around as she dismissed his comment. “Your ears are red.”

Touching his ears for confirmation, Chris's nose turned darker. He sighed, his lips curving into another smile as he reached out and plucked out three of the flowers from his hair. 

“Hey!” Sky was indignant. “You can't take them out … I won't let you.” 

“I'm not taking them out,” Chris laughed. He sat up, and with his eyes positively melting with affection, he extended his arms and gently placed two of the flowers into Y/N and Sky's hair. Then he turned to his other side and placed the third into Noah's, the boy's lips quirking up at the sides as he weaved his dandelions together. 

“There,” Chris hummed happily and dropped his head back against Y/N's outstretched legs. “Now we're all princesses.” 

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