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lee dong-wook ↳ nylon tv korea

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lee dong-wook ↳ nylon tv korea

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Ena teaching Saena the peace sign = he does not stop doing it for a whole day... to anyone he meets.

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Christina Ricci as Misty Quigley

“Bear Down“ | Yellowjackets

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YOO GI-HYEOK and SEO MOON-JO Hell Is Other People (2019) 1.02

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POTW: Pick a Lee Dong Wook Role (that's not Goblin) (as voted by our members and followers)

Seo Moon Jo || Strangers From Hell (2019)

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I'm azhwhsjsh at the thought of Saena receiving flowers from Ena. It's one of his most favorite things. He also appreciates plushies, but he adores the different flowers she always gifts him the most. And when she actually gave him a well-developed flower crown? God, it made his whole day.

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Happy Mother's day to Saena('s boyfriend, too) and to all mothers out there in the world and beyond.

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This part specifically was tailor-made as fan-service for exactly me. Thank you for the Saena crumbs.

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[ Extracting Directive from @dollhidden's ABBY -> Atom: 💫 a late night text. ]

[ TEXT -> A. ] The kids are asleep.

[ TEXT -> A. ] Can we meet up?

[ TEXT -> A. ] I'd like to talk... It's nothing serious.

[ TEXT -> A. ] Actually, it is quite silly. But I'd like to talk about it, anyway.

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[ Extracting Directive from @dollhidden 's MI-HYUN for Saena: Send 👥 for me to create a starter for you beginning in a setting created by this generator. ]

It's midnight. There's a mist rolling in. You're in a small town. There's a sad feel to the place.

The night outside is mesmerizing, tranquil. It mixes with trickles of droplets beginning to form and fall against leaves and petals. Around them, he can see the start of... dust? Fog? Ah... it's mist. Maybe that's why the droplets were so clear, maybe that's why he was so entranced by it. Things like those easily bring memories of yesterday and who he used to be. That mist would feel the same as who he had been.

And then, there it is, the quietness of the town – it's still alive, despite the fact that there is barely any noise. He enjoyed it, it's a difference he can cling to even through the dead of night. He almost forgot he had company or that, technically, he was the company, this time around.

"Did you ever kiss your husband in weather like this?" He has been told to replace grotesque thoughts with good ones, preventing them to become a reality. Voicing the good ones further solidifies them, evaporates the negative ones. Mi-hyun happily spending time with her husband in a distant memory was as good as any positive thought in his head. "I've seen it on TV; couples in romantic scenery, like rain, or a storm."

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It's been raining over here for the past days.

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He plans not to move from the bed. Maybe, today is just not a day to work.

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Lee Dong-wook Chanel Pictorial

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[ Extracting Transmission from @homelander-rp-blog 's HOMELANDER: ❛ everybody here wanted something more , ❜ ]

"Something more than this?" Saena would stare at the massacre, studying the way in which the so-called Homelander had exacted his revenge. It was much like the dreams he sometimes had. He was either the monster or the victim, never an in-between. Yet, this scene in particular was a result of the suffering of a different kind of victim.

Much like him, Homelander had been a test subject for most if not all of his life. Saena couldn't help but ponder upon the fact that he retaliated so much later on in his life... That's why he quietly respects the control the man used to have. Right now, though? He seemed much more unstable than anything. He shouldn't trust what he saw on TV.

But, his attention was with what lied beyond the massacre. Behind every bloodstain were filed, thorough research papers of the latest experiments. Beyond every human remain, cruel machinery where once John had been placed upon, a room in which he was locked in.

The way their pasts were so similar yet so different left a sour taste in his mouth. Even here, on the outside world, people could be so cruel. The anger boils deep inside, he keeps it tucked in.

"Something more... from you?" Saena stops looking at the scene, turning to the perpetrator, curious. "Is that why you killed them? To show them you could do much more?"