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I love AE! Saeran with wavy hair. I just want to run my fingers through it😭
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Why don't you reach out and stroke his hair, then? He knows you're thinking about it, and the longer you stare at him, the more likely he is to take your hand and give you what you want. So, choose wisely. Do you want him to tease you or do you want to win him over first?
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jaeheecloset · 2 days
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I'd grab him from his stupid chain and give him a dumb kiss
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anas-tasiaa · 3 days
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Ladies and gentlemen,
✨them✨
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shizukais · 10 months
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my favourite emo🤭
i already posted this on ig but i should post here too. anyway love u
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sapphireicecream · 18 days
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🫗🥀
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goofbell · 2 months
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mystic messenger 2024 compilation
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micromys · 4 months
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Some of my favorite mysme moments on replay, pt 1
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the-fridge-orange · 1 month
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alivepossibly · 9 days
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I made this a while ago, hopefully Saeran can find his audience on here...
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cat-meg · 2 months
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"You're doing it again, aren't you?"
"...Huh?"
"My love, you're doing it again," Saeran stressed the words one by one. He pressed a warm blanket around your shoulders, likely fresh from the dryer after given that he had been doing laundry for whilst you took care of other matters. "You're pushing yourself too hard to take care of this. I know you feel obligated to do everything but you can't keep this up forever... I don't want you to burn yourself out. It's not healthy."
You pulled the blanket tighter around your shoulders and turned away from your laptop screen. No matter how much you wanted to look at it and get your work done, you couldn't. You couldn't take it anymore. It hurt every time you tried to rationalize what you had to do and how you had to do it.
It was way. too. much.
How could you ever get all this work done in time before it was due? There was so much riding on you, so much riding on how good you could present your plan, and so much riding on how you could craft every little detail down to the atom.
Everyone was counting on you, trusting their fate in your hand to do the right thing without a second thought, and that felt like a blessing and a curse.
It felt good to know people trusted you, and how far they were willing to go to place their confidence in you.
"Do you think I don't know that?" You retorted, then winced, upon hearing how the words sounded. It wasn't like you were angry with him. It wasn't his fault. He didn't deserve to be barked at because everything felt like it was on fire. He only wanted to remind you it wasn't okay to do this to yourself.
Not when you had been fighting your instincts for years to stop doing this to yourself whenever you felt backed in a corner with no way out of it.
You swiftly recanted those very angry words as you regretted them the second they left your lips. "Sorry, Saeran. I shouldn't take this out on you. I know you're right! I know—this isn't the way I should handle everything! I just... I don't know how else to do this! Everyone needs me to put on a strong face and do what's best for the job. I'm glad I have the respect of my coworkers, and that they believe in me to do what's best! But, I'm—"
It also hurt to know that their faith in you was what led you to take on as much as you could to make things right.
"...I'm tired."
Quietly, he wrapped his arms around your shoulders. He couldn't see it, but he could hear the sob in the back of your throat as you felt the shame and exhaustion catch up with you. You couldn't bare to look at his face, and he knew that, which is why he made sure you felt those loving, tender arms there to bring you peace.
"You can always tell them you need help, my love," he whispered, the words warm and gentle. "You don't have to do everything all alone all the time."
You knew he was right.
But, it was hard for you to confess you needed help. It was hard to say you were in too deep and over your head, and GOD. God, you sounded like Jihyun Kim when he hit rock bottom. You didn't want that. You didn't want to do what he did, nor did you want to repeat those painful shadows you tried to talk him out of before he gave up on himself.
You knew better, and yet, it was the crux of your fatal flaws, always there when you let yourself get too worked up, and you knew that falling back on old habits would only burn you.
So, why couldn't you do better? Why wasn't the road to learning how to do better for yourself a flat one, not filled with bumps and hills and mud and more obstacles? It wasn't fair, but you knew you couldn't do this to yourself anymore.
The words were tiny and faded as you croaked: "...I just want to cry first."
"I've got you, my love, cry as long as you want to," his words lulled you to let go of the stress, melting into his embrace.
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gabimedialuna · 18 days
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Bread?! Where did you even get that!
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schmellows · 11 months
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Happiness grows when shared.
(Though Icecream doesn't)
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sapphireicecream · 3 months
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😳
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glandot · 1 year
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Luciel redisgned in my style
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