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Irene

Can we make buffracha a thing? And include lee know

dirty dog.

ferrari geto

Hyunjin eating pomegranates 😌

blonde lee know for @linoguy

—★ why you looking at me like I’m…

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦ why you looking at me like I’m your boyfriend

—★ why you looking at me like I’m…

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦ why you looking at me like I’m your boyfriend

¹旋律 ’ ♡. you’re the one girl

Oh lawd 😩

🎬 ☆ ͡    ݂   cartier ambassador ¿ ? 𓄰   ࣪   ۪

omg, why is hyunjin so hot???? geezzzz i can't-

Why am I shedding LITERAL tears😭

✨Artist: sesamefruit✨

Gorgeous Misty Invasions Art from chimmyming on Twitter

https://x.com/chimmyming?s=21&t=E--mYAhoHyWN-Kup-yWiBA

OH HE ATE DOWN I FEAR 😩😩

YEONJUN'S MIXTAPE: GGUM CONCEPT PHOTO 1

BYUN BAEKHYUN for ELLE Korea (October, 2024)

¹旋律 ’ ♡. you’re the one girl

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ໃ 𑜞᭠ *    𓊆 ྀི a song of pearls and waves ൃུ ♥︎ ̩̥̐࿔    

heart handbag by ROTHBARTH

　 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌 .

　 stage　i .

the clock struck one. a warm silence filled the atmosphere, excluding the faint crackles from the oil lamp. there was always one maiden or butler that simply could not fall asleep.

wilted lace curtains remained open. the lamp illuminated the frigid ice outside. the grass was blanketed with thick layers of soft snow, snowflakes gracefully fell and landed themselves inside vacant crevices. the maiden stared out the window with an empty expression, a mug of hot chamomile tea in hand.

she fell out of her trance as she made out muffled footsteps from the hallway. hesitantly, she left her seat to follow the trail of noise. heart starting to beat faster, her steps stayed hushed and calculated, bringing the oil lamp that softly screeched as the handle created friction against the lantern.

a vague shadow was spotted on the tainted floors, and the maiden's heart drops. she turns the corner, letting the oil lamp lead the way.

"sister alice, i can't sleep," a timid voice mumbled. alice stared at the weary child, blinking repeatedly, and sighed.

"my goodness. cecil, you scared me."

"sorry, sister alice."

alice released a quiet exhale of relief, as she softly patted cecil on the shoulder, and guided him to the cafeteria. the walk felt long, considering there was no lights other than the dim oil lamp. alice slowly opened the door to the cafeteria, a loud creak making her cringe. she walked and patted on one of the chairs nearest to the cafeteria's kitchen for cecil to take a seat in.

"would you like warm milk, cecil?" alice asked, a chime in her tone to make cecil feel a little more comfortable about the massive, dark room. cecil nodded, and waited in his seat as alice headed to the kitchen. the kitchen door closed.

　 ◦ 𐙚 ◦

it was silent for a while. the only evident noise was the kettle in the kitchen wheezing and bubbling. quiet scratching filled the ghostly atmosphere -- it seemed as if someone was lurking in the crimson-stained walls.

cecil waited patiently as he tried to focus on the subtle bubbling from the kitchen, keeping his eyes on the slither of light that seeped through the cracks of the door.

misty grey started forming in the corner of his eyes. they curled around his peripheral vision, creating geometric shapes that wafted in the air. it felt like something was there.

his eyes ended up wandering around the cafeteria, he couldn’t make out any of the benches near or further from him. darkness seeped out of the windows, painting the floors black.

everything felt off. cecil's awareness grew as he felt his heart pound sharper in his chest. misty grey shapes turned into sinister creatures. his sanity had dropped.

his eyes darted around the room, checking for where his rising anxiety was coming from. he felt several scarlet red eyes on him, piercing into his own. something was there.

his throat went tight; many hands were choking him at once. his eyes bulge panicked, trying to make out words and screams. he felt like he was going to die. he was going to die.

he was going to die.

"cecil, i've made your drink," a voice came from the cafeteria's kitchen.

the burning sensation left abruptly, and the light from the kitchen shone on cecil's face, who was clutching his throat in fear. he fell onto the hard tiles, creating incoherent sentences, catching his breath.

alice, holding an aluminium mug of milk, widened her eyes as she hurriedly helped cecil up, not stopping to question why he was sprawled out on the floor.

stifled sobs left cecil's mouth as alice gently picked him up and cradled him. cecil still sensed them in the cafeteria.

"sister alice, please can we go somewhere else?" he mumbled through weeps and coughs. his breathing patterns were still ragged. alice nodded quietly, and took the mug of milk from the table.

when Xavier arches a brow and looks down at you

for @pog-champurado ♡

girl look! its his thing and he looks so sexy doing it 😩

Gorgeous Misty Invasions Art from chimmyming on Twitter

https://x.com/chimmyming?s=21&t=E--mYAhoHyWN-Kup-yWiBA