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𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀 .

.°˖✧ Emotional intelligence & relationships

How to truly forgive someone : textbooks can explain the psychology of forgiveness but they can't teach you how it feels to let go of genuine hurt, or how forgiveness is often a process you have to choose repeatedly, not a one-time decision. You learn this through experiencing betrayal, working through it, and discovering that forgiveness is more about freeing yourself.

Reading people's unspoken emotions : while there is courses that cover body language basics, real emotional intelligence comes from years of observing how your friend's laugh sounds different when they're actually sad, or noticing when someone says "I'm fine" but their energy tells a completely different story. It's about developing an intuitive sense for the emotional undercurrents in any room.

When to end a friendship : nooooo manual can prepare you for that moment when you realize a friendship has become toxic or has simply run its course. Learning to recognize when someone consistently drains your energy, crosses your boundaries, or no longer aligns with who you're becoming is something you only understand through lived experience.

.°˖✧ Self-discovery & personal growth

Your own emotional patterns : u might learn about anger management techniques, but you won't know that you get irritable when you're actually hungry, or that you withdraw when you're overwhelmed, or that certain types of conflict make you shut down completely. Trying to understand your unique emotional landscape takes years of self-observation

What actually makes you happy : nobody can't tell you that you feel most alive when you're helping others, or that creating something with your hands brings you happiness, or that you need to go out to recharge. True fulfillment comes from experimenting with life and paying attention to what energizes vs drains you.

How to be alone without being lonely : the difference between solitude and loneliness is profound but can't be explained in words. Learning to enjoy your own company, to find peacee in silence, and to be comfortable with your own thoughts is a skill developed through practice .

.°˖✧ Life's practical realities

How to handle failure and disappointment : textbooks can't prepare you for the gut-punch feeling of not getting into your dream school, being rejected , or watching a carefully planned future fall apart. Learning to bounce back find meaning in setbacks, and rebuild your confidence happens through surviving these experiences .

The weight of making big decisions : no decision-making framework can capture the anxiety of choosing a career path, deciding whether to move across the country, or figuring out if you're ready for a serious stuff in ur life . The paralysis of having too many options, the fear of making the "wrong" choice, and learning to be okay with uncertainty are all lessons learned through living.

How to trust your instincts : gut feelings, intuition, that nagging sense that something isn't right these can't be taught. They develop through making mistakes, ignoring red flags and regretting it, following hunches that pay off, and gradually learning to distinguish between fear and genuine warning signals.

.°˖✧ Navigating complex situations

How to set boundaries without feeling guilty : learning to say no to protect your time and energy, and to communicate your limits clearly is an art form that requires practice. You'll probably be a people-pleaser first it's ok , get burned out, and then slowly learn that boundaries aren't mean they're necessary for healthy relationships...

How to handle injustice : textbooks can explain systemic problems, but they can't prepare you for the rage you'll feel when you witness unfairness, the helplessness when you can't fix everything, and the challenge of channeling that anger into meaningful action rather than bitter cynicism.

.°˖✧ Understanding change & growth

How to let go of who you used to be : identity shifts are messy and non-linear. You might grieve the person you were in high school, feel disconnected from your past dreams, or struggle to integrate new aspects of yourself. Growth often feels like loss before it feels like expansion.

That most advice doesn't apply to your specific situation : life is nuanced , what works for your friend might be terrible for you. Learning to take wisdom from others while trusting your own judgment, and understanding that you're the expert on your own life, is something you discover through trial and error.

How to find meaning in ordinary moments : Textbooks can't teach you how a random conversation with a stranger can shift your perspective, how watching a sunset can ground you, or how small acts of kindness can create ripples of meaning in your daily life.

life is basically one giant experiment and you're both the scientist and the lab rat like you're gonna mess up constantly and that's literally the point. The people who seem like they have it all figured out they're just better at pretending or they've failed more times than you have (which is actually goals tbh). Your gut feelings are usually right, even when they don't make logical sense, and learning to trust that weird intuitive voice in your head is basically a superpower. Also most of the stuff you're stressing about right now won't matter in five years, but the random tuesday when you helped someone or had a deep conversation with a friend probably will. The secret sauce isn't having all the answers it's being okay with figuring it out as you go and remembering that everyone else is just winging it too. So like be nice to yourself while you're out here collecting life experience points, because u're doing better than you think you are .°˖✧🍀

@bloomzone

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bro lemme kiss you PLEASE.. and keep the glasses on

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🐰ྀིHold me?

Clingy bf!Wonbin x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: non

wc: 417

You should have known when Wonbin peeked into the practice room with those bright, puppy-like eyes that your peaceful evening was over.

“Are you busy?” he asks, but he’s already sliding in, closing the door behind him, pulling his hoodie sleeves over his hands like a shy cat.

“Wonbin, you’re supposed to be practicing,” you say, trying to hide your smile.

“I am,” he insists, even as he flops down next to you on the couch, legs bouncing restlessly. “I’m practicing…resting. With you.”

You sigh, but it’s soft, because you’re used to Wonbin like this—hovering near, waiting for you to acknowledge him, eyes darting between your phone and your face like he’s scared you’ll disappear if he blinks.

When you don’t say anything, he fidgets, then slides his hand across the couch until his pinky touches yours. Just the pinky.

“Wonbin,” you say.

“What?” His eyes are big, pretending innocence.

“You’re clingy.”

“No, I’m not,” he lies, before hooking his pinky around yours fully, then slowly tangling your fingers together, his thumb brushing over your knuckles.

“Okay, maybe a little,” he whispers, cheeks pink.

“Is there a reason you’re like this today?” you ask.

He pauses, looking down at your joined hands, playing with your fingers like it’s the most fascinating thing in the world.

“I don’t know,” he admits, voice soft, “I just… wanted to be with you.”

Your heart squeezes, and before you can respond, he’s leaning his head on your shoulder, letting out a small, relieved sigh like he’s been holding it in all day.

“You’re warm,” he mumbles, eyes closing.

“You’re heavy,” you tease, but your hand tightens around his.

“I’ll move in a second,” he lies again, and you both know he won’t.

Outside, you hear the other members laughing in the hall, but in this small corner of the world, it’s quiet, just the soft rhythm of Wonbin’s breathing and the occasional warmth of his hair brushing your cheek.

“Don’t go anywhere, okay?” he whispers, almost as if he’s scared you won’t hear.

“I won’t,” you promise.

And you don’t, even when the lights dim and the world quiets further, letting Wonbin fall asleep holding your hand, your thumb brushing the back of his hand gently, matching the calm, steady beat of his heart that you’ve come to know as yours, too.

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I felt motivated💔

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꧁✬◦°⋆⋆°◦. 𝓜.𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 ◦°⋆⋆°◦✬꧂

Request groups you would like to be added

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Where are all the dark/ sad angst writers😭?

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hi i was wondering if i could request fluff of leejeong from whib please?

Idk who that is im so sorry😭 but ill search them up ⭐️

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Not me redoing my masterlist as if I'm writing anything💔

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୨⎯ 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭⎯୧

Key: ☁️-fluff |💌-smau |🫧- headcanons

🐰ྀིXG

Jurin

Chisa

Hinata

Harvey

Juria

Maya

Cocona

🐰ྀིKEP1ER

Yujin

Xiaoting

Chaehyun

Dayeon

Hikaru

Bahiyyih

Youngeun

Mashiro

Yeseo

🐰ྀིP1HARMONY

Theo

Keeho

Jiung

Intak

Soul

Jongseob

🐰ྀིNEW JEANS (NJZ)

Minji

Hanni

Danielle

Haerin

Hyein

🐰ྀི(G)i-dle

Miyeon

Minnie

Soyeon

Yuqi

Shuhua

🐰ྀིNmixx

Haewon

Lily

Sullyoon

Bae

Jiwoo

Kyujin

🐰ྀི82MAJOR

seongil

Yechan

Random bf!texts

Seongmo

Seonbin

Seokjoon

Dogyun

🐰ྀིAMPERS&ONE

Kamden

Brian

Jiho

Siyun

Kyrell

🐰ྀིNct Wish

Mackiah

Pizza?

Seungmo

Sion

Riku

Yushi

Jaehee

Ryo

Sakuya

🐰ྀིRiize

Shotaro

Eunseok

Sungchan

Wonbin

Hold me?

Seunghan

Sohee

Anton

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I seriously need more kpop demon hunters fanfics before I DIE. OMG. Jinu tooo foin y'all.

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I'm currently OBSESSED with the saja boys rn

Wait! Can you do the Yanderes Saja boys x reader pls? Except the reader is aroace and isn’t a fan of Kpop

Saja Boys x GN!Reader

a/n; oh anon luckilyy i'm both of those things ☺️ BUT I'M SO SORRY since it's my first time writing them, i kinda lost the point n it turned to a character study MY BAD 😭😭 feel free to send a request again!

summary; the most common imagine for the Saja Boys right now—them finding a human manager. They find the human's company a little too enjoyable....

— 🥤 [not proofread]

During their debut, Soda Pop—the Saja Boys had a passive objective: find someone in the audience who wasn't even the slightest bit interested in them.

It was Mystery who noticed you first.

Among the crowd, you glanced at them like the rest. Paused and listened like the rest. However, unlike the rest, you pulled out your phone not to record—but to draw your attention, and eventually walk away.

Mystery memorized your face. After all, with how obsessed humans are with paperwork and management, they had to have someone deal with the annoyances just to make them seem like the real deal.

So, after their performance, your presence was mentioned. They ultimately deemed that you're the one who stayed the shortest.

Jinu approached you first.

But he was an absolute loser and couldn't keep his story straight (hundreds of years of human society blurred from his knowledge), leading the rest of the Saja boys impatient and embarrassed for him.

The next best thing they do?

Reveal themselves. Threaten you. It's either your soul goes, or your free will goes.

They're not exactly the smartest, for sure... that came from Jinu's thoughts.

Nevertheless, it worked. You work for them now.

When you first got into this mess, you thought you'd be scared for your life every single day.

"But now I'm stuck with attention-seeking, clingy, needy arrogant—"

A slim finger touches your lips in a silent gesture. You glare pointedly at the demon.

Romance's stupid face is smiling. "Sshh. You should smile more. Like this." He stretches his lips further. "See? You're so much prettier when smiling."

There's nothing to smile about. You only huff and roll your eyes before obliging—a forced, crooked smile that genuinely made him wince.

Ignoring that and turning around, you spot Baby rummaging through your fridge again. You notice how loud he was doing it too; he intentionally does that to get your attention when he couldn't find anything he liked.

"I have some popsicles in the freezer," you say, walking over and opening the top part. Baby perks up at the sight and chuckles. "Bunch of flavors."

"Always know what we need," he snickers as he casually grabs all of them.

You ignore that and sit on the counter with Abby who's fumbling with his shirt buttons. He stiffens at the sight at you and plays it cool with a smile.

"Jinu's out again, huh?" you hum, gently taking over his task a moment ago. He relaxes in your care.

"Yeah," he nods. "Only a matter of time until the big boss calls him again."

Hmm. You don't know how to reply that. So, you simply don't. They rarely tell you anything, and if they do, it's always something you'd never have any context of.

You slip the last button off and pat his chest. "Done."

Abby stands up, his shirt flying dramatically away at the same time. You squint your eyes at his exposed abs that he's clearly so proud of.

Despite yourself, a snicker escapes you. Abby smirks and traces his pec with his thumb. "Beautiful, is it not?"

Cornball.

"Hey, wait," you turn away, leaving Abby disappointed from your lack of response, "where's Mystery?"

Oh, no.

You rush to your room and almost slam the door open—

Great. He's laying on your bed. Again.

"Mystery!" you yelp, and he immediately sits up at your voice. "Out! Out!!"

He scrambles out of your bed and teleports away. You do a quick inspection on your bed—alright. Nothing damaged at the very least.

You swear—you had two rules for them to which they agreed to: one, keep their human form. Second, STAY OUT OF YOUR BEDROOM. You have a guest room for their resting needs.

You head back to your living room, seeing them all huddled up on your couch. Each one of them having a popsicle with unique flavors.

"Baby," you call, only to end up with all of them turning to you. Your face flushes. "Uh, Baby. Give me one too."

He throws you a surprisingly not melted popsicle with a sweet smile.

"Thanks," you smile back. Then an idea comes in. They all seem like they're in a fairly good mood, so maybe you can take a break—

You grab a jacket from the rack. "Anyway, I hope you guys don't mind, but I'll go for a walk in the park—"

"NO," all of them growl, you flinch, turning around to see their demon forms—an exception to rule 1 is that it will be broken when they're deadly serious.

"..OkayIwon't"

— 🥀

working with crumbs.... saja boys writers u guys r killing it... also huntrix too pelase

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💗this is so cute

little spoon

pairing: taeyong x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of anxiety

word count: 539

you patted your face with a soft towel as you completed your skincare routine and looked at yourself in the bathroom mirror. the fresh glow couldn't conceal the worried line between your brows or the frown that wouldn't leave your lips. the worry in your eyes was as obvious as the dark circles beneath them.

you took a deep breath before leaving the bathroom. it was late but you couldn't sleep. not being able to sleep made you anxious and not getting enough rest made it worse. you needed to break the cycle, but how?

you walked into the bedroom and saw your boyfriend sleeping on his side, his breathing deep and even. you smiled to yourself. it was calming to hear each repetitive breath he took.

something about it grounded you. you could feel your bare feet digging into the soft carpet. you relaxed your toes. you realized your hands were balled into fists. you let them relax at your sides. a twinge of pain in your jaw reminded you that you were clenching your teeth. you exhaled slowly and deeply and let go. you felt more at ease than you had all day and it was all due to the predictable rhythm of taeyong's breathing.

you lifted the covers slowly and got into bed, draping an arm over his body and spooning him from behind. you tried not to wake him but you couldn't help pressing your face into his bare back and breathing in his clean scent, which somehow made your heart flutter and feel calm at the same time. you placed a soft kiss on his shoulder and held him tighter, feeling grounded by his skin beneath your fingers and his warmth around your body.

you closed your eyes and focused on his breathing, hoping that you would soon sleep as peacefully as him. you suddenly felt his hand close around yours and pull it up to his mouth for a kiss. "hey, baby," he said in his deep, sleepy voice.

"shh, go back to sleep. I didn't mean to wake you." you placed a soft kiss on his back as an apology.

he kissed your hand once more before interlocking his fingers with yours and giving you a squeeze.

he could always tell when your anxiety was a little worse when he became the little spoon. you liked holding on to him because it helped you feel in control of your body and what was beneath your fingers. he liked being able to ground you without making it obvious or making you feel weak. as much as he wanted to care for you, he knew there were limits to his help and that you wanted to find your own healthy coping mechanisms.

his favorite part was waiting for you to finally fall asleep before shifting positions so that you were enveloped in his arms with your head on his chest. and every morning, without fail, you would look bewildered at your new sleeping positions while he just barely kept the amused smirk off his face. and he would feel his heart soar as you smiled sleepily at him and cuddled him a little tighter, knowing you were all his and he was all yours.

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Random bf!yechan texts

Needa feed my very few followers so here😭

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This is soooo cute

hiiii, can we get prompt 15 with dino? pls pls pls

dino + “are you awake yet?” “no.” “oh okay, sorry.”

warnings: fluff, cutie patootie channie baby an: oh channie, my fav little gooner boy ♡ (this fic does not include gooning.. moots will understand) if you like gooners pls read my 10th anniversary fics too much and journey mercies !!! thank you sm

it’s 8am.

it’s 8am already, and chan has been itching to tell you a story for the past 30 minutes. he hasn’t moved a bit, of course not, so he’s been laying next to you on his stomach, bedhead and all, watching you sleep with his beady eyes.

he reaches out to you with a finger, slowly but surely, until it’s close enough for him to reach out and poke you on the cheek. you groan, turning onto your side, facing away from him. he freezes, thinking you woke up, but when you don’t, he pouts before doing it again.

“chan.” you grumble, voice deep and full of fatigue. “cut it out.”

“sorry..” he winces, sensing your irritation. he waits a little longer, leaning slightly over you, watching your features even out as you fall back asleep.

you’re so pretty, all calm and peaceful in your slumber. your lips are stuck in a pout, cheeks slightly puffing up every time you take a breath. he almost feels bad for wanting to wake you up so badly, but the chatterbox in him is literally begging to come out. he can’t help it! he hasn’t spoken in the eight hours that he’s slept! he reaches forward one more time, this time poking your shoulder. when you don’t budge he does it again, and his entire soul leaves his body when you grab his hand and throw it off of you.

“i’m sleeping. it’s too early. give me an hour.” you speak, short and with no room for any debate.

he whines, mumbling an okay, fine.. before moving to lay on his back. he stares at the ceiling, looking at the ridges in the paint job, wondering what he could possibly do for an hour. eventually he looks at your dresser, giving himself a very unprofessional reading test as he tries to read the texts on all your perfumes and other bottles. he then moves to the frames scattered around the room, looking at the photos and remembering the events where they were taken. surely this all took an hour, right?

“are you awake yet?” he asks, breaking the silence.

“no!”

“oh okay, sorry.” once again he’s pouting, and he decides to just turn over and cuddle into you. maybe he’ll try going to sleep too.

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I'm supposed to be writing a fic and headcannons rn but im procrastinating 💔🥀

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I hate it when a post is labeled as mature content but it not like HELLO?????

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what if what if what if Yoon Yechan 👁️🫦👁️

WHAT IS A MAN? WHAT IS THAT HIS PELVIC BONE?? I WANNA NIBBLE AND LICK IT HEHEHH HIS TUMMY IS SO CUTEEEE WHO’S SHOWERING IT IN KISSES OMG I LOVE A TUMMY HEHEHEH

YECHAN LITERALLY HAS THE PRETTIEST BELLY 👅

I literally NEED to mark his tummy up pls I LITERALLY HAVE SO MANY PICS OF almost EVERY MEMBER RAHHH Yechan pls 😞