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the bllk boys in shibuya <3

MISAMO for Vogue Japan (2023)

the world’s first sweet potato proposal🍠

girlboss girlboss girlboss girlboss babygirl

ϟ bachira meguru ϟ

OMG MY HEART </33333

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Seven years ago Mun may have become an orphan, but this kid managed to not only have one set of parents in his childhood besties but he’s also gained another set of parents in Mo Tak and Mae Ok. Not even accounting for his two grandparents and then another sugar daddy grandpa Jang Mool. Plus an older sibling figure in Ha Na… 

Basically Mun may have lost his parents but he essentially got himself a new [found] family that loves him and are willing to go to bat for him and I really love that about this show!

This

was thinking this is a fantasy au but it didn't disappoint at all

Dreams

The sound of lights turning on in the midst of the darkness made you close your eyes at the sudden brightness, knees digging through the carpeted floor with a foreign set of hands on your shoulders—to prevent you from escaping—and your hands uncomfortably tied behind on your back. You can’t see it but you can tell that whoever is in charge of restraining you, must hate your whole existence. If that’s not the case then how can someone else explain the tightened rope as if it wants to leave bruises on your wrists?

An arrogant ‘hmph’ catches your attention. Finally, something familiar. 

You sighed in relief and upon raising your head, you were met with menacing blue eyes looking down at you. A fist supporting the owner’s chin, leg crossed, red coat draped down in his broad shoulders, and oh boy, what a blinding golden crown sitting on top of his head matched with a throne and a cocky grin on his annoyingly pretty face.

"Kaiser, what the fuck.”

Loud gasps were heard coming from who knows where. You can’t be bothered by the audience but the fact is where are you? And why’s Kaiser is in-character of his stupid superiority complex? With you still swearing if this is one of his theatrics again and thinking how to get back at him, you didn’t recognize him standing up and his shoes hitting the carpet and-

“Ah.” Your chin is harshly grabbed, tilting it forward that you feel Kaiser’s nose bumping into yours as you glared at him. His face still has that plastered conceit that you see every day. The one that what he will do next means that it’s for his own pleasure. “Eyes on me, wicked witch.”

Huh, a witch? Typical of him. Treating everyone like some kind of character in a play made to serve under him.

Somewhere, in reality, you’re grumbling incoherent words in your sleep. Hair’s a mess as you toss the blanket off of you as you turn on your back and sleep again without a care. A hand took the discarded blanket and covered you as Kaiser had a teasing smirk on his face, poking your cheek as you slapped it away from you—your eyebrows furrowed and Kaiser had to stop himself from laughing out loud when you’re adorably fast asleep. “Damn….you..Kaiser…..”

He stifled a chuckle as you utter his name as he leaned in to plant a lingering kiss on your forehead. “Dream lots about me, ‘kay?”

If only he knew.

nah i love them so much