I Agree This Is Hilarious…

Happy birthday Jongho!!!!!!!

Aw look at the cute ferret 😭🙏🏻

BRUH YESTERDAY I WENT TO A TWICE CONCERT!!!! It also happened to be my first K-pop concert i’ve gone too.

It was actually hard to believe that i was there!! Like I thought i was dreaming!!! My voice is kinda out cuz i was singing iff the top if my lungs!

Who’s your bias in Twice? Mine is Dahyun. BUT OMG THIER SOLO STAGE😍😍😍😍

I had so much fun last night! It was me, my mom, my papa, my brother, and my two cousins! My papa got the tickets for mine and my cousin (younger cousin then her sister) late birthday present ! ( well late for me six days after my birthday but three days before my cousin!)

CONGRATULATIONS YOU GOT THROUGH THE YEAR!!!

If it was a bad year for you i’m sorry, and i pray next year is better for you!!

If it was a great or just good year i still pray that next year will be better for you!!

And remember sometimes were not just in the wrong, but also sometimes we caused the issue at hand, not everything is someone’s else’s fault, or responsibility. Take responsibility in your actions.

Stay humble! Cause we all have our blind spots.

This is your life’s journey, and live it to your best (even on your worst days) cause we only get ONE! 🫶

Have an amazing night/ day/ week.

I Pray you the best for 2024 🫶😊

And heres a hug for you! You don’t have to take it but I HIGHLY encourage you to, my family doesn’t say i’m Olaf for no reason😊

(I don’t own this gift at all!)

It's my 2 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Yunho was smooth with it 😌😌

[240421] MLB Official Twitter Update | ATEEZ Member YUNHO threw out the first pitch at the Dodgers game today!

yessss!

I definitely coming back too this fic when i need it. It was so cute🥺🥺

not alone

pairing: seo changbin x gender neutral reader

genre: angst, comfort – MDNI

synopsis: it's getting bad again and changbin knows so he comforts you the best he can, reminding you that you're 'not alone'

warnings: mental health, general feeling of very low moods, established relationship, pet names, negative emotions, soft ending

words: 1.7k ~ (1762)

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it's getting bad again.

your old habits are creeping up on you and as much as you don't want them to, you have no choice but to let them.

you look down at your digital sketch, hate, resentment and anger seeping from your pores. you hate it, you hate it so much you're tempted to erase it and start all over again.

you snap a quick picture, sending it to your friends in hopes that their words would help soothe your overbearing thoughts. when you see notifications pop up here and there, friends telling you how talented of an artist you are, it does soothe you–to some extent

however, that side is telling you differently. you know they mean well, you know their words are filled with love and that they truly mean what they say, but you can't help but feel like they pity you, just saying things you want to hear to make you feel better.

you don't want to hate your art. art is what you love most, finding inspiration from everything and anything. you tried one more time to fall in love with your current piece before giving up after you feel yourself getting angry at trying to fix the same wonky line.

“that's enough for today.” you mumble to yourself, leaning back in your chair. your phone pings, a message from changbin pops up. you press your lips together, placing your phone screen side down on the desk. “sorry binnie, not today.”

you chew on your bottom lip, the sound of your phone constantly vibrating causing you to get anxious as well as annoyed. letting out a hefty sigh, you pick up your phone to see that changbin has called you 4 times and left dozens of messages.

“I said, not today.” you grumble, throwing your phone on your bed. it lands with a soft bounce as you rub your face with your hands.

you gather the remainder of your energy to push yourself up off your seat. you drag your tired body to the kitchen, rummaging around in the cupboards in hopes to get some inspiration on what to eat. your mind runs on blanks, your mood dipping lower and lower.

you're tired. not psychically, mentally. you don't want to feel like this and you wouldn't wish it upon your worst enemy. at times like this it's easy for you to isolate yourself, stay locked up in your bedroom and sleep the days away–but a certain someone won't allow that to happen.

as you make your way to the bedroom to bury yourself under the blankets and watch some corny series, a knock at the door is brought to your attention. your brows furrow together, anxiety creeping its way up to the back of your throat.

who could that possibly be? you weren't expecting a delivery nor company. the thought of company drained you even more, if that was even possible.

you look through the peephole, sighing softly before opening the door to let in your boyfriend.

“why haven't you been returning my calls or messages?” he asks, looking at you as you close the door. 

you swallow, looking down as you play with the sleeves of your oversized hoodie. you chew your lip, guilt sinking in along with the tens of thousands negative emotions you're feeling right now.

he knows. you don’t have to say anything. he's observant. he softly sighs, wrapping his arms around your frame and pulling you into his broad chest.

“it's bad again, huh?” his voice is so soft, making your resolve crumble. you grip onto his clothing tightly, eyes squeezing shut as tears suddenly fall down your cheeks like a waterfall.

“hey, it's okay. binnie's here, binnie's got you.” he wraps his strong arms around you, rocking you side to side as his fingers comb through your hair slowly. he hushes you, kissing your head gently. the material of his own hoodie getting soaked in your tears and snot.

your uncontrollable sobs shake your body, uneven breathing as you choke on your saliva and tears.

“hey hey hey.” changbin pulls away for a split second to cup your cheeks in his hands. you look up at him, lashes wet, eyes red and puffy as your cheeks are stained. “breathe baby, remember to breathe”

you look at him, coping his motions and techniques. you breath in, count to ten before slowly letting out your breath. you feel your heart rate slow down, mind feeling somewhat calmer.

“well done, darling.” he whispers before pulling you back into his chest. you bury your face into his hoodie, clinging to him like a new born baby as you inhale his scent that helps calm you down.

“why didn't you call or text me, baby?” 

“i don't… i don't know, binnie.” you whisper, the same guilty feeling resuming and sinking in your stomach heavily.

“what have i told you in the past?” you look up at him with a sad pout, sniffling softly.

“t-to call you when i start feeling bad again…”

“mhm.” changbin hums, wiping away your tears and snot with the sleeve of his hoodie 

“a-are you mad at me, binnie…?” you whisper, swallowing. you hope he isn't however you wouldn't blame him if he was. you did promise him and you broke it, it'd be understandable if he was.

“no, i'm not mad, baby. why would I be?”

“because i promised and i broke it…”

“that doesn't matter, baby. what matters is that i'm here now and i'm going to care for you.” you nod slowly, pulling away from his grip as you take deep breaths

“first things first, get dressed.” you look at him with a blank expression on your face.

“why?” 

“we're going out.” you sigh deeply, shoulders slumping.

“binnie, i–”

“not asking, i'm telling and i won't take no as an answer. i'll give you 10 minutes and we're leaving, whether you're ready or not.” you nod once before dragging your body to the bedroom.

you settled on jeans and one of changbin's oversized sweaters, ruffling your hair to make it look better before walking back to him.

“ready?” 

“i guess.” you shrug.

“let's go then.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

changbin took you to an embankment next to a river. the sun is slowly setting, saying goodbye to the world before the moon and her children appear to light up the night sky.

you stare into the sunset, watching it slowly sink. the orange, yellow haze of the sky makes you feel warm, reminding you of summer. you wrap your arms around your knees, holding them close to you as a cold breeze suddenly hits.

“here.” changbin takes off the jacket he was wearing over his hoodie, placing it around your shoulders.

“thanks.” you weakly smile at him, before resting your chin on your hand.

“why didn't you call me, babe?” you shrug, swallowing a burning lump in your throat.

“because it's easier if i don't talk about it. it's not real that way.”

“but you shouldn't have to struggle with this alone, darling.”

“i-i know but i don't want to be a burden. it's bad enough i have to live with it. i don't want to push it onto others as well.”

“when we got together, what was the first thing i said to you?”

you clench your jaw, furiously blinking back tears as your bottom lip quivers. changbin smiles softly, wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulling you close to his side.

“t-that i'm not alone.” your voice breaks, tears spilling down your cheeks.

“exactly. so you shouldn't suffer alone, babe. i'm always here for you just like everyone else around you because we care and treasure you!”

“but what if… what if you get sick of me and leave? what if i'm too much for you?”

“you'll never, ever be too much for me babe. you're stuck with me forever. life works in mysterious ways. sometimes it treats us well and sometimes it treats us like shit, that we cannot help. however–” he pauses, taking your hand in his gently. “–it's how we deal with the rough that makes a difference. sure, you can go back home, bury yourself in your duvet and isolate yourself from everyone, but what good will that do?”

“it doesn't. it just makes it worse..” 

“exactly. so why do it babe?”

“because i don't want you to hate me, binnie and i don't want to hate you either, but sometimes it's too loud up there that i project my negative feelings onto others which makes me hate and fall out of love with things and people.”

“then hate me because at least you're still here to hate.”

“b-binnie–” you look up at him, tears cascading down your cheeks. he wipes away your tears with his thumb before stroking your cheek.

“i know, deep down, that you don't hate me, that you love me more than anything. i know that babe. i want you with me, i want you by my side. there is only one of you on this earth, so treasure yourself like everyone else around you does.”

“but my feelings–”

“are valid. you're valid, babe. i know it gets loud up there but surround yourself with people who help lessen that burden, who silence the noise.”

“why do i feel like this, binnie…”

“because you're human, my love. you feeling things and emotions, whether they be good or bad, proves you're alive.”  

“why me..? why do you put up with this when you could just easily leave, find someone else and have an easier life.” you mumble, biting your lip gently. changbin sighs softly, cupping your cheeks in his hands.

you look in his eyes, suffocating with the amount of love his eyes hold for you. you place your hands on top of his, feeling your worries melt away. all the negativity and angst slowly washing away as you get lost in his eyes.

for the first time in a long time, you could feel your heart beating hard against your chest, threatening to break free. 

“because i don't love anyone else other than you. i treasure the good and the bad. you hurt, i hurt. i want to protect you, be a shoulder for you to lean on. till death do us part.”

you laugh softly, rolling your eyes at him.

“binnie, that's something you say when you're getting married to someone.”

“maybe i want to marry you.” changbin says, nonchalantly.

“d-dont play with my heart binnie.” you stutter, cheeks flushing pink at the thought.

“who says i'm joking?”

note: the last instalment of starry's treasure trove!

i wrote this a while ago as a way of comforting my friend. he gave me permission to post this in hopes others will find comfort in it as well ‹3

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I need help, I trying to teach myself how to play guitar but…. Lefty struggles with a right handed strung guitar, any tips. If so please tell me😭😭✨

Sooooo i’ve recently got into The Maze Runner!

And you know thats one fandom thats still somewhat active . But should i write fanfics on maze runner?! I’m reading the books right now but im going to watch it here pretty soon so i need people’s opinions. Now i’m not the best at writing my best friend is really good, i’m more of an artist than an writer, but I’m wanting to get out of my comfort zone. So should i?!