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astoldbyarastella · 5 months
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HAPPY ATEEZ X APPRECIATION WEEK 💜
Song Mingi: 🐥(🐺)
"Ming-tiseu" 💛
99liners 🧡 (5/6)
Yungi 🩶 (2/2)
Rapline 🎧 (3/3)
Nicknames: Mingki, Man Gi, Princess Minki.
*Only ENTP-T member that's in their group.
*Fans say he looks like iKONs members 'Bobby. "
AsToldBy𝓐𝓻𝓪'𝓢𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪
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moirtre · 2 months
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‎ ‎ ⋆⠀⠀&.⠀⠀٬⠀⠀❝ 1 : 37 AM :   BROKEN SILENCE. ❞  ‎ ‎ ┉       
i heard you on the phone last night. we live and die by pretty lies, you know it, we both know it. these silver bullet cigarettes, this burning house, there's nothing left.⠀–— from, “Nothing Breaks Like a Heart - Mark Ronson & Miley Cyrus”
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&.⠀⠀CHARACTERS⠀⠀┉⠀⠀*⠀SOHN NARYUN, MELANIE BAE, MIN HERI, SOHN NARAE, JEONG KARIN, WILLIAM KIM. &.⠀⠀WORD COUNT⠀⠀┉⠀⠀*⠀2.5K &.⠀⠀WARNINGS⠀⠀┉⠀⠀*⠀car accident, blood, hospitalization, unhealthy dynamics. &.⠀⠀NOTES⠀⠀┉⠀⠀*⠀a closer look at the heri-melanie dynamic. narae can be found at @viriditic! one of my favorite things i've written in a hot minute. this has been canon since like 2021 and it's finally leaving my brain. i'm getting "melanie, don't fuck with me" tatted as we speak, that's gold!
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Naryun feels the spinning of her head before she hears the ringing in her ears. 
The disorientation throws her for a loop as her conscious screams at her to get up. To do something. She figures something is all wrong when her body can’t seem to understand what her nerves are trying to say. They scream and scream at her legs to push themselves up from her spot; all crumpled on the hard, unforgiving ground. They cry and cry at her neck to swivel itself in a direction— any direction possible; it refuses. 
Slowly, she begins to make sense of the chilled grass beneath her, starting to thaw from the heat she feels is escaping her at such a speed she thought was just an exaggeration the true crime stories used to describe the hopeless helplessness she feels at the very moment.
Her fingers dig into the ground, feeling the dirt blend into the carefully manicured prettiness of her nails. It’s an ugly contrast that barely manages to shock her as her eyes peel themselves open. Even if it had shocked her, she wasn’t sure her brain would have been able to process the emotion.
The stabbing tingle of her fingers pulls her hazy attention away from the ground and to the metal on her tongue. The tang of her blood trickles down her chin so slowly it nearly itches. Her eyes can barely bring themselves to fully adjust to the scene in front of her with all of the lights blinding her vision and that god-awful ringing in her ears. 
The ringing was supposed to be the worst part. 
The inability to process anything besides the dirt underneath her frigid body was supposed to be the worst part.
Instead, the worst part was that she couldn’t bring herself to want to fix it. As if the warming grass beneath her had consumed every fiber of her will, Naryun had no interest in fixing the disorientation or the frigidity. And she definitely had no interest in stopping the ringing that spun her mind and made her nerves scream in an endless loop that made her feel absolutely mad with suffering. 
A scream finds a way to escape the confines of her hoarse throat. Slipping through the reddened glow of her whitened teeth and out of her body with such force it rips her voice away from her. The second scream comes as a lower groan and the third is lower still. It is the strength of her whispers that finally tear her will from her. The lights and the ringing begin to still before she can attempt to make sense of them. Stillness—and her sister comfort—embrace Naryun into a void that welcomes her so gently that she doesn’t even miss the ringing in her ears.
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It must be hours later when Naryun is finally coaxed out of stillness and back into awareness. Her body shivers from the cold and her nose flares as it takes in the sterility of the hospital air. The mattress beneath her is just as cold as the grass she had last felt the ringing. The ringing itself is gone, though she now longs for its return instead of the screaming she can’t quite register from outside of the hospital room door. The inability to register the words thrown amid argument cannot hide the voices the words belong to— even in her state of slow consciousness. 
With a groan, she reaches for the button she’s sure is not too far from her side. The buzz of the alert is fuzzy and barely recognized as she attempts to block out the insults spinning around her head. A young nurse rushes over to the newly alert idol, slowly taking in the sight of her hands covering her ears with her eyes gently adjusting to the fluorescent LED lights hanging overhead. 
“Miss—”
“Please tell the divas with the dyed hair to shut the fuck up.”
She throws in a gentle smile to soften the harshness of her words, hoping the poor nurse wouldn’t take her irritation to heart. With a shallow bow, the blue-scrubbed woman carefully exits the room, Naryun almost laughs to herself when she sees Melanie’s head whip around. Her brown eyes make contact with Naryun’s darker ones, drawing a clear path from her place between the three bodies flanking both of her sides. Her shoulder nudges Heri’s whose features twist in concern before following Narae’s eyes to the group’s soft-spoken vocalist. 
“Can you tell everyone that you’re perfectly fine?” Melanie’s words are as brash as expected. Naryun catches Karin’s labored exhale as she presses against her tanned temples. 
“What- what are you talking about?” Naryun shallowly chokes out, coughing hoarsely before Will raises a bottle of water to her lips. It is at that moment that Naryun realizes her right hand is bandaged up, thumb set in its place, a stark contrast drawn between the forced restraints keeping her in place and the impatient pacing Melanie charts in front of Naryun’s hospital bed.
“Karin and I think that it would be best if you—and the rest of the group take a break from any public activities-” Will, the parent company’s PR representative is cut off by a bright-eyed Australian accent. 
Melanie cuts into his words, inserting her thoughts into the conversation. 
“Which is overkill because you’re fine, right?” 
There’s a hidden force beneath Melanie’s words, one that Naryun is sure only she and Heri pick up on between the five people occupying the sterile room. Naryun’s eyebrows furrow as the boom of Melanie’s voice pounds against her temples. She’s much louder than Will is, more forceful, much less gentle. 
“Melanie,” Karin speaks up with a warning. Her gentle stiffness contradicts Will’s all-around gentleness. 
If she had even the slightest clue what Melanie was so worked up about Naryun might have even found the tension a bit humorous. But with Narae’s controlled anxiety and Heri’s flat-out anxiety, Naryun can’t help but find herself bothered by Melanie’s bluntness.
“I- I don’t..” She draws out, eyes closing as she grows frustrated with her brain which can’t seem to remember why she has a headache or why she’s in a garish white gown. Narae releases a controlled breath through her nose, taking a step towards Naryun the others in the room wouldn’t dare to. 
“You were in an accident, bear.” 
Bear. Her words are so gentle and so direct that it takes Naryun a moment to piece everything back together. Her twin sister’s hands softly tug at Naryun’s chestnut hair, eyes communicating much more than those nearly harmless five words. 
“Car?” She whispers, unable to tear her eyes away from her sister’s. With a nod so quaint the other three miss it completely, Narae’s eyes lock onto Melanie’s figure, signaling all her sister needed to know at the moment. 
Naryun swallows slowly bringing Will to draw closer, offering another needed sip of water. He begins to speak once more as he watches her drink from the bottle in his hand. 
“We want to give you as much time as you need. I’ve spoken to the others, their priority is your recovery. Nothing happens without your word, Naryun.” 
His calming tone does nothing to ease Naryun’s gradually quickening heart. Nothing could calm her heart when Melanie’s eyes blaze with a fierceness Naryun is much too familiar with. 
Karin is the next to step forward. Motherly hands reach to envelop Naryun’s damaged ones in her own. “Take some time, go back home. We’ll circle back in a few months, okay?” 
Naryun nods, incredulous as she takes in the two executives’ words while simultaneously trying to decipher Melanie’s stony expression as she leans against the frame of the door. A few moments of silence allow Naryun the clarity to finally voice her thoughts.
“What’s wrong with you?” Her two groupmates seem shocked by her lack of filter. The most conscious member pulled into a state of bluntness. A state that perfectly aligns with the bruising injuries that decorate her skin. 
Melanie’s raised eyebrows illustrate her perplexion, releasing a much gentler, “Me?”, in response to Naryun’s frankness. Receiving a nod in confirmation, she sighs with her head hanging in what a stranger would view as shame. Naryun knows better than to believe the act so she waits in silence, eyes unbudging from Melanie’s figure.
She parts her lips to answer before quickly closing them. She repeats the action once more before finally pushing herself up to pace closer to the pale vocalist.
“Sunny-”
“Melanie, don’t fuck with me right now.”
Their eyes lock in a stare. Heri shifts uncomfortably in her spot. Karin’s hand reaches to massage her temples once more. 
Melanie’s jaw clenches. “Naryun,” She tests out to begin. “You- I’ve been working really hard on my album, you know that better than anyone.” The switch in her word choice tells Naryun exactly where she was going. 
Still, a little part of her wants to give her the benefit of the doubt, nodding twice to give her the okay to continue. 
“If I wait on this, I risk missing my window-”
“Your window?” Narae scoffs. Will sighs. Karin remains silent.
Ignoring her completely Melanie continues. “A December release date. It’s perfect, you know that right?” 
Naryun can’t help but blink up at the older girl. The silence in the room is thick, nearly strangling Melanie whose eyes have yet to let go of the fierceness Naryun despised. She struggles to find the words as her head continues to pound, louder than before, in response to the plea Melanie presents her with. Instead of responding, her head turns to face Heri whose eyes are fixated on the ground. Her bangs cover her face as she all but fades into the distant background of the tense conversation.
“Heri,” Naryun speaks up, grasping the attention of the younger girl. 
“What do you think?”
Naryun feels her heartbreak at the vulnerability in Heri’s eyes. Her head shakes in a desperate plea to remain without a voice. This time it is Melanie who scoffs. Will sighs again. And Karin’s eyes roll so subtly that Naryun knows she’s hit a vein.
“I’m asking you what you think, Heri.” A little more forceful this time, Heri’s eyes close in discomfort as if wishing reality—or herself— to disappear. 
She whispers lowly, “I can’t.”
Naryun’s eyes blaze as she whips her head towards Melanie. The blonde meets her eyes in challenge, a smirk reaching her own as her arms fold one over another.
“Heri.” Narae is the one to speak up this time. Melanie keeps staring at Naryun.
“It’s not fair!” She finally exclaims, cracking under the pressure of the three older idols. Her eyes continue to shy away from any eye contact, fixed to the floor as she hugs herself in self-comfort. Naryun holds her gaze on Melanie, urging the youngest girl to continue, “What’s not fair, Heri?”
Heri hesitates this time, chewing at her lip as it quivers in discomfort. Tears threaten to break at the surface before she finally finds the strength to look up from her found comfort on the floor. It’s at that moment that Melanie breaks the contest between Naryun and herself. Faux gentleness floods her eyes as the twins look on incredulously. Not yet understanding what was soon to occur, Narae turns to face Naryun whose jaw is set in a low anger.
“What’s not fair, Heri?” Melanie’s voice, echoing Naryun’s words, oozed with honeyed care. Her eyes warm with a comfort that only Heri can see. It’s that same comfort that finally draws the words out of Heri’s mouth. 
“It’s not fair to Melanie.”
Karin and Will are shocked into silence as Narae struggles to contain her amazement. Naryun, who already knew what the girl’s next words would be, doesn’t react. Her breathing is even for the first time since she woke up, and her eyes stare straight ahead, through Karin and Will who struggle to believe Heri’s words. 
Narae is the first to speak up. 
“Is this a joke to you?” 
Her voice cuts through the silence, aimed at Heri who refuses to look up at her, eyes back to their comfort spot on the floor. 
“You cannot be serious.” Narae scoffs, turning to leave the room. Her footsteps are heavy as her cloud of disappointment follows her through the door of the hospital room. 
“Melanie can have her album then. Since Heri thinks it’s unfair… Melanie can have her album. That’s fine.” Naryun’s words are curt, delivered with a level of restraint that manages to astonish even Melanie. Sensing the protests fighting to tumble from Will’s lips, Naryun eyes him with an air of decisiveness. 
Karin, ever the businesswoman, clears her throat and turns to face Melanie. 
“I’ll see that everything is finalized. I’m looking forward to hearing it.” Her lips purse in obvious disappointment as she carefully eyes Heri whose bowed head causes her hair to fall over her face once again. With a shake of her head, she exits the room. 
Will, who says nothing, follows behind her, his phone pressed to his ear with seasoned speed. 
Melanie reaches for Naryun’s hand, holding it so warmly that Naryun almost begins to understand Heri’s cowardice. 
“I’ll be thinking about you the whole time. Thank you, hun.” 
Her accent creeps into her pronunciation in a way that Naryun finds ironic considering her false sincerity. She glides out of the room with an ease that leaves Naryun numb with anger. 
Heri turns to leave the room without a word of comfort. Head hanging low as she drags her feet across the gray vinyl flooring, following Melanie so predictably it finally draws a scoff out of Naryun. Stopping in her tracks, Heri looks up at the hospitalized vocalist. Naryun watches in distaste as a tear falls from Heri’s eyes leaving a wet path along her sunken cheeks. 
“Do me a favor?” Heri speaks up cautiously. 
Naryun doesn’t respond.
“Please don’t tell the others what I said.” 
The edge of Naryun’s mouth twitches in response. Her nose flares as she tries, and fails, to contain herself. 
“Do me a favor?” Naryun echoes her words. 
She takes a deep breath as the pounding in her head finally clears and her voice returns to its full strength. A rush of will surges through her as she pushes herself up to her full height. Their eyes meet for the first time that day before Heri breaks the hold, another tear falling from her eyes.
“Let me know what her dick tastes like when she finally fucks you.”
Heri doesn’t respond.
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encitii · 10 months
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Icon cute soft pink
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luluas-things · 1 year
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Continues!Everything you need will
come to you at the right time.
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Caso for usar, coloque o créditos!
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saturnes-stuff · 2 years
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📀⠀ : ᥱrv : ⠀Eu desejo que você se desapareça.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀[Like or reblog if you case picks up]
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lunartie-s · 11 months
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Ditto 🩶
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sarida-candy · 9 months
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I am close
Before going to bed, I listened to music/waves for lucid dreaming and I boasted of making it easier for him to enter the void. After a few minutes I took off my earbuds as I couldn't sleep properly with my earbuds on. I kept affirming to ease it out of the void and fell asleep. I dreamed of the desired reality towards which I will go. I dreamed about the members of the K-pop group I made up. But, there is something. I made up me and a friend. In my group we are 18 (yes I know it can be a lot). I figured I'd make people up myself when I go. We arrived at a luxury home like what I had scripted. But she was different. I was going to a room with my friend. I wrote that there were two of us in one room.
I also dreamed that I was going to a parallel world and that a teacher was an example with kpop idols
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rinithv · 11 months
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IG update | 27042023
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kpop-cs · 2 years
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↝ hwasa 【mamamoo】 ; lockscreens !
don't repost! ˃̵ᴗ˂̵ | like or reblog! ˃̵ᴗ˂̵
psd by @kpop-locks .
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astoldbyarastella · 5 months
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moirtre · 10 days
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‎ ‎ ⋆⠀⠀&.⠀⠀٬⠀⠀❝ BREAKING: SOLOIST OPHION PASSES AWAY, APRICUS CULTURE CONFIRMS. ❞  ‎ ‎ ┉    published mar. 07, 2024
ʬ.ʬ.⠀written by ⸻ fyrprf.
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According to the Seoul Gangnam Police, soloist Ophion has passed away.
The representative for the police station reports that on March 7 at approximately 1:47 a.m. KST, a resident living within the apartment building called the police to request a wellness check on their neighbor.
According to the woman in her early 30s, her next door neighbor had not placed his trash bag outside of his door that night, nor had she seen him enter or exit the building for several days. She reported the behavior as being suspicious claiming that he never broke his routines.
After being instructed to knock on his door, she reported to the dispatcher that there was no response. She added that there was a suspicious noise on the other side of the door that caused her alarm. Police were dispatched to the scene less than 30 minutes later where they were able to obtain access to the apartment.
The man, found unresponsive in his home, was rushed to the nearest hospital where he was declared dead in surgery hours later. Later that morning, police confirmed the man's identity after obtaining permission from his family.
An official joint statement released by Apricus Culture in collaboration with the Soul Gangnam Police stated, "It appears that Yang Sanghun [more commonly known by his stage name, Ophion] has passed away. Although it is clear that Sanghun took his own life, we are still searching for a suicide note."
The agency also requested privacy for the singer's family members.
Prior to his passing away, Ophion was scheduled to release his tenth full length album, MASQ, in April. Although an official release date had not yet been confirmed by Apricus Culture, a representative for the soloist confirmed the album will be released posthumously on its planned date. Proceeds from the album and any remaining merchandise in stock will be donated to a charity of the family's choice.
We offer our deepest condolences and sincerest wishes for peace for the Yang family and friends during their time of grief.
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𓈒✿゚۪𝆬֯𝄄˒Shuhua Moodboard.
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