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Here’s an edit that represents OT9 and their dumbasses 🤧💕

Creating a resting checkpoint for all monbebes. My door is always open please reach out if you feel the need.

If you’re someone whose accepting fancafe letters &/or letters or post its to starship you may let others know by replying to this or rb-ing.

For now here’s something for who ever may need to hear it rn.

°Please stay hydrated.

°Don’t skip meals, even if you’re not feeling hungry just have enough to keep your body nourished.

°Rest your eyes from using the screens too much, just 5 mins of closing your eyes & not using your phone or computer.

°Take a long shower if needed, relax your muscles.

°If prone to aches of any sort, mostly migraines please don’t delay your painkillers or remedies that you opt for.

°Rest! Lie down for a while, do something different, watch netflix or whatever that keeps you a)distracted b)in a slightly better mood.

°It’s okay to not feel okay all of your emotions are justified. Your self care comes first so do whatever is needed before you join the front lines again.

°Sleep or nap trust me you need it!

°Stick to your support group, friends, loved ones, people who will reassure you and look out for you.

°HUGS! This may be random but good hugs help.

°Comfort food, comfort clothes & comfort atmosphere surround yourself with it.

°Stay with your pets, they are therapy!

For now that’s all I can think of, feel free to add your own tips, someone might need it. Pls rt as much I want to help for as long as we are fighting. We don’t know how long it’ll take. My dms are open & I’ll nest this in my pinned tweet in case anyone needs it!

twitter ver. 🖤

◦ genre: enemies to lovers!au, brother’s best friend!au, fuckboy!au; angst, fluff

◦ pairings: reader x changbin 

◦ word count: 20.2k

◦ description: you think life hates you because you’re convinced that the universe conspired to help seo changbin exist at the same time as you do.

◦ warnings: explicit language, alcohol consumption, suggestive remarks (!), slow burn

◦ a/n: happy birthday, bin! the world spins for you (or at least mine does)! enjoy this mess of a fic y’all. i have no idea how all those aus come to play… but it will… trust me; this is probably the most self-indulgent thing i’ve written fml & you have been warned :)

one.

Summer is packing your belongings in a dilapidated suitcase that has been through many airport terminals, throwing your t-shirts and jeans on top until it’s filled to the brim with too many items of clothing and too little occasions to dress up for. It’s taking that burdensome stack of essays you’ve accumulated throughout the semester and tossing them down the trash chute with the rest of the banana peels and ramen cups. It’s taking a breath of fresh air without the imminent stressors of “midterm prompt will be posted at noon” or “printer is low on toner”.

Summer is the honking of Chan’s car outside of your apartment complex, the incessant vibrating of your phone with caller ID that reads “asshole™”, which leaves you questioning why your brother brought his entire entourage to pick you up from college.

The moment you step out of the building complex, you’re greeted by the familiar sound of Jisung’s voice—penetrating, raucous, grating, and other big words for annoying. But that’s not the point.

The point is:

“Hey, hurry up! Changbin says he can’t fall in love without you!”

Ugh.