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yibo-wang · 1 year

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SHE MAKES MY HEART FLUTTER (2022)

#this episode was so good!!! just everything about this series!!!#she makes my heart flutter #여자에게 설레는 편 #jung one #asiandramanet #asiandramasource #lgbtqaiandramas #kdramadaily #gl series #gifs:mine*#gifs:smmhf*#lee re #jung one x lee re #dailylgbtq #asianlgbtqdrama #tuserskc

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junkobato · 6 months

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Castaway Diva (2023) ep 1

#kdramaedit #castaway diva #park eun bin #lee re #moon woo jin

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psalm40speakstome · 5 months

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Of course Ki Ho would be in the worst (in admittedly a long life of worst) situations in his young life AND still find the one person in the same situation and save her

#I love him #I love them #I love this drama #castaway diva #my KDrama rambles #Ki Ho #chae jong hyeop #park eun bin #Lee re #moon woo jin

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motherdanger · 1 year

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I'm back again with another crossover!

I sincerely think they are THE superior post-apocalypse squad. Headcanon Ellie and Regan always take forever deciding where to go but Jooni loves them too much to be annoyed 🥹🫶

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flamingthespian · 2 years

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#um actually #brennan lee mulligan #tal talks #i just watched this today and thought this bit was so good lmao #i for one would love a reverse Indiana Jones who breaks into museums and re-steals stolen artifacts to bring them back to their home culture #AND gets with really old women

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k-star-holic · 2 years

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Lee Chun-soo "Passed To 160 Cans...It's hard to be the first Idol ('MrMrMr. House Husband 2')

#Mr. House Husband 2 #Lee Chun-soo #Shim Ha-eun #Friend #Father #Lee Re

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gyudons · 1 year

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friends supporting friends

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chaosgenasi · 1 year

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We came to a young world. We came to a world of raw, elemental wonder. Of chaos and exultant passion. Of energy vaster, and more potent than anything we beheld in the cosmos... It doesn’t seem like it’s random or chaos. It just seemed like potential.

#critical role #criticalroleedit #critteredit #aabria iyengar #brennan lee mulligan #matthew mercer #cr exu #cr calamity #cr2 #cr3 #basil.gif #long post #it's about magic it's about potential it's about life it's about stories it's about exandria being a beacon it's about let's do it again #i mean it's also my thoughts on how the luxon maybe made leylines when they impacted/scattered #+ how cool that is when u examine the magic of exandria especially when u consider. luxon = leylines = ether = dunamancy = magic #(some quotes that Almost made it in were matt saying that all magic basically falls under dunamancy + the description of ether)#not to mention the tharizdun connections of a being of elemental chaos & what that could mean for the relationship between the luxon + them #and ruidus and exandria. i also have so many ashton thoughts re: elements + divine + being a fucking beacon but that's for another set lmao #also aabria's!!! dark motes of potential!! what's that about!! i gotta rewatch exu sdfjkh this was just everything off the top of my head #also real spiral shit here but the first person to officially find a beacon post calamity being named leylas. COINCIDENCE. most likely yes #also thinking about draconic being one of the like. languages of magic esp when you think about Elements. but i'm gonna stop now

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aislingxyz · 4 months

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nyan-nyan lee

#reverse1999 #r1999 #re1999 #re:1999 #reverse:1999 #an an lee reverse1999 #an an lee #ananlee #an-an lee #reverse 1999 #catgirl #nekomimi #nyan nyan lee

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briankang · 1 year

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Minho in 『There』

for @x-ximenas

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venusofthewired · 1 year

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ﾟ｡･*.☆.This truth drives me into madness.☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ

#evanescence #ergo proxy #amy lee #re l mayer #cyber y2k #cybercore #cybergoth #cyber aesthetic #mall goth #2000s emo #aesthetic #anime #moodboard #mine

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eoieopda · 19 days

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table for two | lsm

seokmin thinks recovery looks beautiful on you.

pairing: lee seokmin x reader au: established relationship, slice of life genre: fluff, hurt/comfort (sort of?) type: drabble | 860 words rating: pg-13 — minors still do not have my consent to interact. content: gn!reader; reader’s physical appearance is not described in any way; seokmin is the best of all boys; food/beer mention + consumption; seokmin’s pov. tw: reader is referenced to be in recovery (implied to be for an unnamed eating disorder) ! there are no depictions of disordered eating; however, seokmin thinks about things reader no longer does ! specifically, this references the absence of past distraction tactics (pushing food around plate, picking up a bite and setting it back down during conversation) ! seokmin notes that reader sits with him for over an hour after eating, rather than disappearing (reference to implied history of purging) ! a/n: this is deeply, deeply, deeply personal. i wrote this because i need comfort; and i am posting it publicly in case it can be source of comfort for someone else. it is based on my personal experience and may not be reflective of any other person’s experience. please review the tw’s and skip this drabble if you believe any part of this will make you uncomfortable or unsafe. if you are based in the u.s., this website has resources that may be helpful for you. multi permanent taglist. seventeen permanent taglist.

Seokmin is at the stove with a wooden spatula in hand when he feels your arms slither around his waist. The warmth of your cheek presses into the space between his shoulder blades, just like the tiny, contented sigh you breathe out. Without the sizzling pan in front of him, he might’ve given into the urge to go boneless; to melt into your hold, like marshmallow over a campfire.

Gooey may not be glamorous, but it’s the best way to describe how he feels around you.

“What are you making?” You mumble from behind him, curiosity evident despite how muffled your words are

He bites his lips to keep from grinning. Really, he doesn’t want to make it a big deal, but it is. This might be the first time you’ve ever asked him that question with interest, rather than carefully-cloaked dread. The first time you sound genuinely eager.

If his heart gets any warmer, it’ll burn his —

“Dakgalbi!” And even though you can’t see him do it, Seokmin wiggles his eyebrows for emphasis as he lilts, “With a special ingredient.”

You pull your cheek from its resting place, thankfully without removing your arms. He cranes his neck to meet your eyes over his shoulder just in time for you to snort, “Love?”

Well…

Honestly, it’s no surprise that you catch his cheesy joke before he can properly drop it. He’s cast this line at you a million times before — and that’s a conservative estimate.

Seokmin paints on an exaggerated frown, blinking his wide fake-offended eyes back at you. “My halmoni’s kimchi,” he says through a pout.

You nod appreciatively, then you kiss the pout right off his face, leaving Seokmin to wonder if you’re really talking about fermented cabbage when you sigh, “The best there is.”

The distraction you create is more than welcome, but the dish he’s neglecting starts sputtering in an ominous way that demands immediate attention. Reluctantly, he turns back around to stir. Even more reluctantly, you withdraw your arms from him; your soft footsteps pad off somewhere he can’t see.

Then, he hears a cabinet open.

Then, the distinct clink of two bowls being lifted from the shelf.

Two bowls, Seokmin notes, and he’s unable to fight off a grin this time.

Once the chicken and sweet potatoes are thoroughly cooked, you reappear at his side with two bowls at the ready. Two portions are doled out carefully to avoid spilling any sauce on the counter, then two pairs of chopsticks replace the wooden spatula in his hand.

You sit together at your small kitchen table, and it feels natural now, like this is something you’ve always done. It’s not; it’s a recent development, but there’s an ease to it all now that wasn’t there before.

Seokmin’s instincts tell him to be cool about it. To not stare lovingly at you, as much as he may want to, because that spot-lighted attention would freak him out, too. But even without watching outright, he notices the thousand little hard-fought changes.

When you pick up a large bite of chicken between your chopsticks, you don’t distract with a question or joke just to set the bite back down, undetected. You chew that bite, making some thoroughly delighted sound, and then you take another one.

You don’t push the food around in your bowl, either, but eat your fill from it. Once you do, you don’t disappear. Instead, you stay put, laughing through the rest of the hour while Seokmin eats his first and second servings. You’re present, accounted for, and best of all, happy to be here.

This isn’t the first meal you’ve spent like this — Seokmin trusts implicitly that it won’t be the last — and yet he still feels pride bubble up in his chest in a way that makes his tear ducts tingle. Again, he reminds himself to be cool about it. He clears his throat, as if it’s the gochugaru affecting him and not his admiration for you, and he takes a sip of the beer you decided pairs best with the stir-fry.

Licking the excess foam from his lips, Seokmin sets his glass down and looks up at you. The echoing sip you take is earnest, rather than performative, and it’s followed by a sigh that sounds relieved.

“I love you, you know,” he states plainly.

I’m so fucking proud of you, he implies.

“I know.” You shrug, then the nonchalance gives way to a giggle. Your shoulder knocks gently into his before you lean closer and rest your head there. “Ditto.”

Seokmin rests his cheek against the top of your head. His eyes flutter shut in the comfortable silence that follows, too full and content to even think of doing dishes.

After spending a few minutes that way, you speak again — softly, because you know he startles easily: “It’s supposed to rain tomorrow.”

“Oh?” He asks without a clue where this train of thought is heading.

“Perfect pajeon weather. We should make some, don’t you think?”

What Seokmin thinks is that recovery looks beautiful on you.

Nodding minimally to avoid shaking your head along with his, he agrees, beaming all the while. “Perfect indeed.”