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forevershiningshinee · 6 months
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[Photo] SM Actist instagram update - with Minho 231101 (2P) Credit: sm_actist
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sailingwithu · 6 months
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si-eunnis · 3 months
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‿‿‿︵‿︵⊹‿︵⊹‿︵‿୨ི୧‿︵‿⊹︵‿⊹︵‿︵‿‿‿
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찬 훈 Me gusta la noche, sin la oscuridad, nunca veríamos las estrellas ꒰ ঌ 🪧 ໒ ꒱
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goldenhickeysandramen · 11 hours
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KCTC
I don't usually post about military stuff, but I think this is relevant....
An active duty soldier currently serving in the 5th Division has written a post in Naver 👇 about his KCTC training (to help other future active soldiers)
As you will see below (in the translations) the actual training is very hard... and that's why he confirms the physical training starts 2-3 months before the actual training.
So not only did Jungkook confirmed in March that he was cooking there, but he also confirmed that he was training a lot.
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So I guess his knee was better 🙏🤲and that it was always his plan to go to KCTC (btw with Jimin) +
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The soldier's experiences of cold nights or lack of water is heartbreaking and makes you worry about the hardships our boys went through. .... They must have had to use all their physical and mental strength, because the latter is very important.
But at the same time I hope, as this soldier says, that Jimin and Jungkook will feel good afterwards, satisfied and proud of what they have overcome (and have plenty of holidays to rest).
God bless them.💜💛
PS: Love for your friend must be incredibly BIG to choose to go to a tougher place, for real
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reivrze · 1 year
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谷 : MASTERLIST !!
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☆ 💬 。・ reactions — click here !
☆ 💬 。・ stories — ( ✿ ) : written | ( ☆ ) : smau | ( ♡ ) : favourite | ( ✉ ) : requested
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희    ─    HEESEUNG
( ✿ ) : in your arms | 0.2k
( ✿ ✉ ) : need any help ? | 0.6k
( ✿ ) : bf!heeseung | headcanons
( ✿ ) : jealous!heeseung | headcanons
종    ─    JONGSEONG
( ✿ ) : pure love | 0.3k
( ✿ ) : bf!jongseong | headcanons
재    ─    JAEYUN
( ✿ ) : idiots in love | headcanons
( ✿ ✉ ) : cutest tutor | 0.5k
( ✿ ) : bf!jaeyun | headcanons
( ✿ ) : wanted more | 0.5k
훈    ─    SUNGHOON
( ✿ ) : click ! | 0.4k
( ✿ ) : bf!sunghoon | headcanons
( ✿ ) : burnt | 0.4k
선    ─    SUNOO
( ✿ ) : subaki | 0.4k
( ✿ ) : bf!sunoo | headcanons
원    ─    JUNGWON
( ✿ ♡ ) : oh, say it ditto | 0.8k
( ✿ ) : bf!jungwon | headcanons
( ✿ ♡ ) : game over | series ; ongoing
키    ─    RIKI
( ✿ ✉ ) : step by step | headcanons
( ✿ ♡ ) : komorebi | 1.4k
( ✿ ) : bf!riki | headcanons
( ✿ ☆ ) : glitch | smau ; ongoing
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yulafilms · 8 months
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⊹ 훈 ⨾ OOPSY-DAISY, BABY!
≡ ⌂ ⌕ 𝐘𝐔𝐋𝐀's masterlist. navigation. latest work. ⌨︎
wherein . .⃗ . it was love at first crash. or perhaps not. five minutes before the school bell rang and the student council president detained the late students, park sunghoon's bicycle crashed into you—and irreversibly, your life.
tropes . .⃗ . highsch romance, first love, pathetic pining, shameless flirty banter, sunshine reader x sunflower sunghoon, fluff
❛ ༄︎ ❜ SPRING. SUMMER. AUTUMN. WINTER. ᷦ᷼ ᷦ ᷦ♡
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❘ ❙ ❚ 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟏.
⠀⠀⠀A MYSTIC TWINE OF FATE TETHERED YOU TO A STROKE OF BAD LUCK, PULLING YOU—AND YOUR CAR DOOR—INTO A BICYCLE.
The collision reverberated throughout the morning, scaring off a murder of crows perched atop the line of cherry blossom trees outside your high school. Jaw agape, you stopped chewing your madeleines, as if it would help you process the entire accident faster: scattered books; muddied shoes; a fallen bicycle; and your father’s concerned yell—someone just crashed into your car door.
Before you knew it, you were stuttering apologies while scrambling around, trying to gather all the books on the ground.
“Kid, are you alright?”
No, you wanted to scream. It was the first day of school, and you practically threw someone off their bike with your car door. Not to add, you were running late. However, your father wasn’t talking to you.
“I’m fine,” a silvery voice grunted.
Right. You completely forgot about the rider.
Your gaze flickered up the sprawled figure, locking with a pair of bloodshot eyes. It was a boy scrunching his face in agony. He wore identical uniforms and shoes as you did, yet somehow they appeared rather sophisticated on him. Perhaps it was the contours of his muscles or his elegant frame. Either way, he was the spitting image of an unfortunate prince being bullied on his first day.
Which made you the bully.
An awkward chuckle slipped from your greasy lips. Ashamed, you gulped down the last of your madeleines, not even bothering to chew. You wanted to explain yourself. However, the silence that stretched between you two had looped around your neck, constricting your throat. Though when you finally managed to find your voice again, you seemed to have lost your brain. Yes, that must be the case.
Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to muster the temerity to shrug your shoulders, saying: “Oopsy-daisy?”
The boy frowned.
Lovely. You wouldn’t even be shocked if he wanted to drag you around the school compound by your eye sockets.
With the support of your father’s arm, he rose from the ground, brushing off the pink petals on him. “It’s nothing serious,” he told your father through gritted teeth. “Thank you for your help, Sir.”
“Dad, you should leave. I’ll help him.” You exchanged a look with your father. As if the guilt and regret weren’t enough, now your father was berating you through his glares. You stretched a smile. “Dad, you're going to be late.”
After a few coaxing, your father left you two alone. The boy was oddly quiet, save for the few noises of discomfort. You half-expected him to discard the benevolent facade after your father left, but he didn’t blame you. All he did was fidget beside you. Maybe he was waiting for you to lend a helping hand. After all, the boy was limping, and his backpack was quite a distance away.
Gingerly, you collected all of his belongings before presenting them to him in a sincere bow.
“I'm so sorry,” you repeated for the umpteenth time. “I didn't notice your bike at all. Maybe it's due to the three hours of sleep or five cups of matcha I'm surviving on, but I had not expected you.”
For a moment, he remained mute. His silence unnerved you. You peeked at him, catching the corners of his eyes drooped in tenderness. Before you could question him, he shifted his gaze to the gate up ahead, alarmed by the school’s bell.
“Save it. We're late.” Despite the curt response, there was no bite in his tone. Because of his height, you had to crane your neck to glimpse his expression. You couldn’t read the precise emotion portrayed through his clenched jaw and furrowed brows, but you were grateful it wasn’t directed at you. “It's not entirely your fault. I wasn’t supposed to ride this close to a car, anyway.”
You bobbed your head, maybe a little too keen, because your reaction provoked a laugh out of him. Now, that caught you off guard.
Mirth lit up his eyes as they curved in a way that mimicked a partial eclipse, sunlight glimmering in the arc of his vision, captivating you to the point of blindness.
As he stretched his hand out, you shook your head. “Let me carry these,” you said. “I'm y/n, and I'm from the second class. My homeroom teacher is quite lenient, so I can spare some time to escort you to the infirmary—”
“Escort me?” He blinked, a hint of amusement in his upturned lips. “You speak as if I'm made of glass. You out of everyone would know how absurd that is, since you were ogling at my body earlier.”
You coughed.
“I was checking for bleeding. Now, let me accompany you to the infirmary, alright?”
“Fine by me.”
Without waiting for you, the boy began limping ahead.
Meanwhile, you took your sweet time strolling to school. You were already late, so what was the point of rushing?
Your fingers traced the cover of his textbook.
Park Sunghoon. Third-year student, fifth class.
You had never heard of that name before, but a stirring sensation in your gut told you that you would start to hear it more often.
“Eyes on the road.” His sly voice broke you from your reverie. “We don’t need you crashing into someone again.”
You perked your head.
“I’m so sorry! I’ll treat you to fried chicken for a month!”
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sailorjisunq · 9 months
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영♡훈
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ultrakdramamama · 6 months
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😳최민호 출연 영화 <뉴 노멀> 2차 포스터 공개🎬
#최민호 #CHOIMINHO #민호 #MINHO #샤이니 #SHINee #뉴노멀 #NewNormal #훈
😳 The second poster of the movie <New Normal> starring Choi Min-ho will be released 🎬 #CHOI MINO #CHOIMINHO #MINHO #SHINee #SHINee #NewNormal #NewNormal #Hoon
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ggukkiedae · 4 months
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Inside Ari’s Personal Phone
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for ari’s personal phone, she has a cream galaxy s23 ultra that she keeps in a leather case with a strap and a pocket that makes it convenient for quick trips to the convenience store
contact names:
(in parentheses indicate the idol it is not part of the contact name)
enhypen members:
heeseung: 희 오빠
jay: 제이 오빠
jake: 재윤 오빠
sunghoon: 훈 오빠
sunoo: 개구리
jungwon: 원이 리더님
ni-ki: 大きな赤ん坊
siblings: 우리 오빠, 우리 아름이
best friend (itzy yuna): princes YU!NA!
the other girls (bts miya, nct hannah, txt seri): 윤미 언니, 한나 언니, 세리 언니
current closest friends: 성찬 오빠 (nct sungchan), 만두만채 (le sserafim euncha), 지훈 오빠 (treasure jihoon), レイちゃん (ive rei), 홍중이 오빠 (ateez hongjoong), 태현 오빠 (txt taehyun), 지젤 언니 (aespa giselle), 나비 엄언니, 지우 언니
recent conversations:
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taglist: @choisoobiniscute @strwberrydinosaur @1-800-enhypennabi @caratinylyfe @sunflower-0180 @1-800-minji @cherryutasrecs @cherryutas @one16core @kimhyejin3108 @chansols @akshverse @niafics @90sni-ki @wtfhaechan @luv4gyu @hiqhkey @toriluvsfics @layzfeelit @stopeatread @allthings-fandoms
drop an ask or a dm if you wanna be added or taken out of the taglist 🥰 requests are also open!
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hoonkitty · 10 months
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훈  ׅ ׁ  💙ᅠᅠ✿𝅼
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..✮
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kiwichimi23 · 2 years
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Gojo what-😳
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Artist: 훈 (@Ju_angbal_love)
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생일케이크 고마워 훈❤️ 설날 명절이라 정신 없었을텐데.. 생일 챙겨준 모든 나의 벗들 고마워🥹💜 #생일케이크🎂 #조촐한 #생일파티 #설날생일 #HBD #birthdaygirl #bday #selfie #selfietime #셀카 #셀스타 #셀스타그램 #셀피 #셀피그램 #셀피꾼 #생일자 #셀카그램 #셀 #셀픽 #셀카놀이 #셀카투척 #셀카스타그램 #셀카📷 #셀끼꾼 #셀기꾼 #셀스타그램📷 #데일리메이크업 #데일리 #메이크업 #makeuplover https://www.instagram.com/p/CnwNOFIJqUA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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jorgewashingtonwc · 1 year
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News
전쟁은 민사행정 민사재판 소송에서나 심리붙지
현실은 죽여주는데 얼마나 많은데 이발소 미용실만 가도 목 잘라주는데 전통시장 사람 붐비는곳 어디든 마찬가지야
그렇게 심신 지치면 결국 허위자백으로 교도소 들어가 쉴 생각밖에 없는데 비행기를 타고 제주도 와야지 오면 3년간 상중인데
이기간 호텔에서 지내면 얼마나 좋아 매일 뷔폐먹고 파리 즉 파티하고 그렇게 만들어 놨는데
죄를 좀 인정하지 예산안 인데 씨발놈아 죄도 인정하지 않는데 경��인 사법권이 좋아하겠니
그게 니 죄니 예산인데 씨벌놈아 이재명 이 씨발놈아 시장엔 왜 또 들어가
거기 어디시장이야 불태워 버려 그 죄 대통령실 에서 진다 시장 너무많아 섹스를 하던지 불 태워버려
내무부 국무총리실
훈 령
너 같으면 씨발 돈 주고 저걸 사먹겠니
불도저로 밀어버려
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bamtolflash · 5 months
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옆 회사 훈 남 조 아
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yulafilms · 7 months
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⊹ 훈 ⨾ OOPSY-DAISY, BABY!
≡ ⌂ ⌕ 𝐘𝐔𝐋𝐀's masterlist. navigation. latest work. ⌨︎
wherein . .⃗ . it was love at first crash. or perhaps not. five minutes before the school bell rang and the student council president detained the late students, park sunghoon's bicycle crashed into you—and irreversibly, your life.
tropes . .⃗ . highsch romance, first love, pathetic pining, shameless flirty banter, sunshine reader x sunflower sunghoon, fluff
❛ ༄︎ ❜ SPRING. SUMMER. AUTUMN. WINTER. ᷦ᷼ ᷦ ᷦ♡
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❘ ❙ ❚ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑,
⠀⠀⠀SUNLIGHT STREAKED THROUGH THE GRIDDED WINDOWS, ILLUMINATING THE FLOOR INTO A KEYBOARD OF SHADOWS AND LIGHT, AND YOU FELT AS THOUGH YOU STEPPED ON THE WRONG KEY AS YOU STOPPED BEHIND A TALL FIGURE, FLINCHING AS YOUR NERVOUS VOICE CRACKED: “DOES IT STILL HURT?”
It took Sunghoon a full minute to pivot around.
When he did, the afternoon sun clung onto his visage, softening the edges of his face. Amidst the overlapping conversations and shifting bodies in the hallway, his gasp of realisation was the sole clarity you heard. It surprised you too—how you were crossing paths with him. What more talking to him.
“Is that question addressed to me?”
You laughed. Though it may sound forced due to your bashfulness, the amusement you found in his doe-eyed expression was genuine. “Is there anyone else who twisted their ankle?”
His gaze fluttered towards his wrapped wound, and in so, reminded you of his crestfallen expression when the nurse told Sunghoon he wouldn't be able to engage in any strenuous activity, much less his ice-skating competition.
“To be honest, it’s not the worst I’ve experienced.”
Sunghoon was supposed to compete in an ice skating match the day he twisted his ankle. The reason he woke up late was because he spent the prior night practising. If it weren't for your miraculous timing, Sunghoon would've made it to school in time and probably snatched the gold medal. Though he was quite confident in his healing abilities, claiming he was insusceptible to any injury lasting longer than two weeks, your guilt festered like an untreatable wound.
“Are you heading to the library?” It was self-study time and you noticed the stacks of books clutched to his chest. “I'll go with you, so let me help you with that.”
Sunghoon shook his head.
“You don't have to do this. I don't blame you.” He sounded offended that you wanted to help, which ticked you off because frankly, everything was your fault.
“Sunghoon, please. I've been wallowing in guilt since that day,” you said. “If it makes you comfortable, think of it as hanging out with a friend.”
His mouth parted. “We're……friends?”
“I mean—” You fidgeted with the hem of your uniform. Technically, you two were the victim and perpetrator. In your head, you silently cursed yourself for speaking so carelessly. Who would befriend the stranger who slammed their car door into his face? “If you're willing to let me make it up to you, we can be.”
Then there it was again. That gentle smile. The very smile that stole the air from your lungs.
“If you're this persistent, I have no choice, do I?”
“Yes.” You flashed a cheeky smile. “You've got no choice, baby.”
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⠀⠀⠀⠀SUMMER SWEPT IN WITH A HUMID BREATH, NURTURING THE BUDS OF SPRING INTO TALL TREES AND ENDLESS FOLIAGE. BY NOW, YOU HAVE ADAPTED TO THE HEAT OF JUNE AND THE THURSDAYS WITH PARK SUNGHOON.
“You look like a corpse.”
The familiar voice made you tense your shoulders, briefly loosening your grip on your water bottle before you composed yourself. It has been a week since you last spoke to him, due to your different classes. You were planning to catch up with him tomorrow at your promised library meetings, but you found yourself incredibly lucky. Delight threatened to ooze out of your existence, but you refused to show it. The water dispenser's water was warmer compared to your cold tone.
“Thank you baby, you always know how to earn a girl's heart.”
You didn't have to look at Sunghoon to sense his smirk. During your first encounter, you thought him a boy of kindness, but really, he could be so blunt.
“Give yourself some space to breathe,” he said, this time softer. “Don't stress yourself out. You're a bright kid. There's a reason you are ranked in the top 50 of our school.”
Once your bottle began to brim, you stepped aside, allowing Park Sunghoon to effortlessly step in. Instead of returning to class, you propped your chin upon your bottle and raised your brow at him.
“What's your rank?”
“High enough to be speaking with you.”
“You know that's not what I mean.”
“I'm just teasing you.” It puzzled you how he was enjoying himself. He was like a pervert who loved teasing others. “Don't worry, I'm not some dumb delinquent, though I almost failed chemistry.”
You clicked your fingers.
“But you will never fail to sense the chemistry between—”
Sunghoon shut the faucet. “I'm leaving.”
“See you tomorrow!”
You didn't know when or how, but you wanted to give Park Sunghoon all your tomorrows. He became a silhouette you'd spend minutes hunting for each day. Your eyes would search the entire basketball court, in case he was playing. You would peek into his class whenever you passed by, eager to catch a glimpse of him. Usually, you would be satisfied with meeting him at the library, however today was a special case. Today, you couldn’t wait for Thursday to come.
The confusion surrounding Sunghoon was palpable, but you paid his furrowed expression no mind as you sat across him in the cafeteria.
You cleared your throat.
“There's a volleyball tournament coming up in September.” You licked your lips, darting your eyes between Sunghoon and your classmate beside him. The anxiety made you parched. “It's a mixed match. Jake is part of my team.”
Sunghoon swallowed his food, staring at you without blinking. You could see the gears in his head work as he tried to form an appropriate response. “Goodluck?”
“Right, thank you but I don't actually need luck right now. What I need is a libero.” You glanced around the cafeteria. “Speaking of which, aren't you the perfect candidate?”
“But I'm terrible at volleyball,” Sunghoon deadpanned.
“Lie. Jake mentioned you were their best libero in middle school.”
At your words, Sunghoon cast a glare towards his best friend. Jake feigned ignorance as he stood up. “You two, keep talking. I'm going to get myself a drink.”
After Jake left, you abandoned all senses of pride and became shameless.
“Just help me out, please? I know you have a lot on your plate right now, but I'm begging you.” You clapped your hands together. “Baby, you know I'd do anything for you. Won't you return the favour?”
Knowing Sunghoon, he would give in once you called him that toe curling nickname. Never once did your trick fail. You've managed to drag him into doing so many favours, which was why you were left aghast by his lack of a response. He just sat there and continued chewing his food. He wanted a bargain, and you knew exactly what he wanted.
You sighed. It was time to use the last resort.
“Sunghoon,” You extended your palm. “I'll buy your favourite coffee-flavoured ice cream for a week.”
Within a blink, Sunghoon grabbed your hand and shook it.
“Two weeks. I look forward to our collaboration—” he smirked. “—baby.”
That was the first time Park Sunghoon called you baby, and for some disgusting reason, it made your heart skip a beat.
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