And there goes what’s left of my brain cells… I might as well go home because I cannot form a coherent thought right now. Holy mother of all fucks, Jung. All that leather… the chains… even the chunky gaudy whatever the fuck is around his wrists… and oh my lord that waist and eyeliner…and I could honestly keep going OTL
Ugh… between Yunho and Jaejoong I might as well be constantly drowning in feels. It’s a wonder I can even function. The beauty of compartmentalization I guess.
//files this image in my head for later *cough*
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Father-figure, Jung Yunho.
Goodbye ovaries… Kim Jaejoong you’re supposed to get a child to give Yunho. Instead, your cat is the one who manages to have kittens. You two need to sort it out quick cos omg Yunho with his own baby *____________________* YunJae baby… Ok I know i’m started to talk nonsense here but really freaking hell and damn can you imagine how godly that child would be? Sigh…
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