#miso wallpaper

[myminazinha]

Miso (dreamnote)

[soulmateszedits]

Miso × DreamNote ᓚᘏᗢ

🎄 Christmas Special

🎄 Simple & Edit

🎄 Lys

[akidits]

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[ourdadai]

✿ miso ꒰ dreamnote ꒱ lockscreens !

[leeseoate]

[laninha-1]

' miso { dreamnote } lockscreens ও

[wontune]

� miso. ( dreamnote ) lockscreen !

[yeonitgirl]

੭໒ ࣪personalização ꒰dreamnote꒱ miso. ✿𝆬

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[heyniniy]

𐙚 ׁ ˳ miso - dreamnote lockscreens

[you-know-who555]

[kpop-forever2311]

Dreamnote outfit Inspo

What’s your fav underrated Kpop girl group?

[soulmateszedits]

DreamNote; Lemonade ᓚᘏᗢ

✧ Pt.1

✧ Era

✧ Nako

[akidits]

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[ourdadai]

✿ miso ꒰ dreamnote ꒱ lockscreens !

[taeyamayang]

Sincerly Yours,

tsukishima kei; angst

“If you're reading this, my worst fear must have happened.”

Rain mocks Tsukishima as it slithers from the roof of his tinted car down to the steep glass that separates him from the rest of the world. The events tonight are heavy, leaving a wrenching pain in his chest even though he had everything planned. Emotions and reason are quantified and rationalized and yet he did not expect to feel this way, not when he’s reading a letter from you–the one you gave him before you left the cafe. 

“Ironically, I wrote this at my happiest moment with you. You’re sitting across from me in the living room, my feet on your thighs as you busy yourself with a newly purchased book. You don’t even notice me looking at you and smiling like an idiot in love. Well, that is true. I am an idiot for loving you.” 

Tsukishima couldn’t remember the last time he had a hard time reading words. Every phrase numbs his senses, losing control over his trembling hands, and restricting his air ways making it hard for him to breathe. All he could focus on is the prickling sensation on his palms and his racing heartbeat. Why are you always so unpredictable?

“You burnt your tongue on a miso soup I made tonight. It was my first attempt to recreate your mother’s speciality and you were so excited to critique that you missed my warning. You cussed in different languages at the sudden burn and I couldn’t help but laugh. Sometimes I forget that deep within you rests an innocent child. I want to take care of you; of course, for as long as you allow me. Tell me, do you remember today?” 

Unable to hold it in, Tsukishima chokes on his tears. His pale cold hands cupping his mouth as if to swallow back his sobs. The memory of you in his apartment, wearing an apron way too large for your size and the determined look on your face, eager to woo him with your amateur cooking skills. How could he forget? You looked ridiculous as you complained about the confusing cooking instructions on google. He snuck a photo of you in his small kitchen, your back to his as you take a sip from the wooden ladle. It was his wallpaper for the next three months. How could he forget? How could he forget the first time he wished for a future with someone. Waking up next to you every day, warm showers together, and falling asleep in each other’s arms. He was never this way with anyone before. 

“Why didn’t we make it?"

Tsukishima wallows in despair, tucking the letter away to the dashboard. His forehead meets with the steering wheel, body forfeiting on the burden of breaking up. His hand clutches onto the paper tightly as though he was holding your hand, afraid that losing grip will slip you away. 

“Was I not enough? Was being with me not enough to make you happy? I always tell you to pursue happiness even if it means leaving important yet unhealthy things in your life. Perhaps, in your present day, I am one of them. I’ll never blame you for ending things. You might think how could I be so sure that you’ll be the one to break us up? I have never told you this, at least from the time I wrote this, with you I have always been certain. I want to grow old with you. But things turned out differently for the both of us, didn't they? Even so, thank you and for the last time, I love you, Kei.”

He tosses his glasses to the seat next to him, pressing the pads of fingers on the socket of his eyes. “Stop.” He utters between sobs. The rain has now completely framed the windows of his car. The loud pouring on the metal hood silences the rustling city. He’s alone, listening to his pointless wails. 

“Sincerely Yours,”

a/n: writing with my uterus. ah i miss writing angst.

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[jiminrings]

What/who is in 478jk’s wallpaper now?

a mirror selfie of oc n hwayoung :D technically miso is also in the picture but with 478jk being himself (petty) he jus covered her up with an emoji!!!