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All I Need | Renjun Imagine #6

Title: All I Need

Genre: Fluff, kinda angsty

Warnings: mentions of mental health, vague mentions of anxiety, a little suggestive, making out

Word Count: 531

Author's Note: This was a request from an anon, and technically my request box is closed. However, I thought the idea they gave was cute and thought it wouldn't hurt to write a little something for Renjun. I feel like I don't write enough stories where the reader is comforting the member, rather than vice versa. And I know Renjun won't see this (thank God), but I truly believe he deserves the world and I sincerely hope he's getting the rest he needs for his physical and mental health. I hope those who are also struggling are taking care of themselves too. Thank you for reading ^ ^

P.S. I have quite a few things I'm working on writing-wise so please look forward to my future works!

𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪

When you noticed Renjun’s declining mental health and encouraged him to take a break, you didn’t think he’d actually listen to your advice. You were aware of the concerns and disheartenment that came after the company’s announcement about him not participating in upcoming activities. Despite your boyfriend’s evident disappointment over not performing with his members, you were grateful for his decision to prioritize his well-being.

Shortly after the announcement was made, you headed over to his dorm in hopes of lifting his spirits. When a physically and emotionally exhausted Renjun opened the door to you holding a Moomin plushie and a grocery bag of ingredients for hot pot, he never felt more loved. Not a second was wasted before he was pulling you into a tight embrace.

“Thank you for being here with me,” he murmured, prompting a small smile to grace your lips.

Returning his hug, you rested your chin on his shoulder. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

For the first time in a while, the two of you enjoyed a quiet evening where you ate good food and caught up on your lives. After dinner, Renjun pulled you into his room for some much-needed cuddles. Nestled in his bed, you let him be the small spoon as he shared what had been troubling him lately.

“I wish I could take all your pain away,” you said quietly, subconsciously tracing the contours of his face.

The boy’s eyes glimmered with appreciation, and he relaxed under your touch. “Even if you could, I wouldn’t let you.”

Your lips parted to rebut his words but were stopped by a warm pair of lips pressing against yours. With widened eyes, you saw Renjun’s endearing expression after he pulled away. 

“You’re all I need,” he whispered, before leaning in once more.

Admittedly, you thought the second kiss would be the last for the night. But Renjun didn’t stop this time, catching you a little off guard. Even though after a year of dating, intimacy had not been extensively explored in your relationship. Mainly because the both of you had boundaries and wanted to respect them, but this…this kiss seemed to stretch on and on, and you didn’t hate it.

His lips moved slowly against yours, as his fingers traced feather-light patterns along your jawline. With gentle pressure, he tilted your chin upward for a better angle to deepen the kiss. Eventually, you stopped letting your thoughts distract you and gradually allowed yourself to surrender to the moment. Your hands found their way to his back, pulling him closer as you kissed back in hopes of conveying all the comfort you wanted to give him. 

It was enticing, losing yourself in this shared intimacy. Then when you finally parted for air, you noticed the glisten of tears in Renjun’s eyes.

“I love you,” he whispered against your lips, “so very much.”

You smiled, feeling your eyes get glossy as well. “I love you too, Jun.”

He embraced you once more, holding you closer than ever. It was at this moment when you silently promised to stay by Renjun’s side forever. 

If you were all he needed, then you were willing to give everything.

𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚༝༚𓆩⟡𓆪

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even we are different world in social platform now. you two always in my heart. oh i m being cheesy. renjun always gonna remind me about you cuties. ilysm! ♡.

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Huang Renjun : "Broken Melodies" 23.06.2023

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Pretty boy✨

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[01.20]

At this time of night, the studio falls silent. Only the sound of dripping water and soft thuds as you shape the clay are there to accompany, along with the dimly flickering LED bulb on your work desk. The mannequins behind take on a ghostly appearance, shrouded by shadows and yet stark white. It may seem spooky, foolish even, to hang about in such an isolated place. After all, this is what makes up ghost stories, isn’t it?

Yet, solitude seems to have provided a perfect space for you to continue your art, undisturbed by the constant frenzied buzz that makes up the classroom. Away from your classmates’ laughter and jokes, there is just you and your art. While entertaining, they have also proved a distraction, leaving you to remain awake at odd hours to have any chance of finishing your final work.

The stress that came with being in Seoul’s top-performing arts university was unpleasant, but not unfamiliar. You had always sought approval from figures of authority, whether it had been your homeroom teacher, or now your lecturer. Just the other day, she stated that your art “lacked feeling and passion”, which you would have to somehow find within six months. Though there wasn’t much passion that could come from expensive coffee runs and hour-long presentations on art history.

Taking a step back from your sculpture, your eyes scan over it. The faceless mould of a woman stares back, and you’re not sure how to feel. In a way, it feels like a mirror: surrounded by an endless sea of talent, you’ve become nothing but another student-artist wannabe. A sigh escapes before you know it, and you rub your eyes. Maybe it’ll be a good idea to take a break, and ‘view some scenery for inspiration’ as Ms Kim suggested.

Just then, footsteps ring down the hall. A tinge of fear rises at the thought that it might be some sort of revengeful spirit before you quash it. Stupid. Ghosts don't exist.

It gets closer and closer, and your breath stops. Before you can blink, the doors slide open, a body follows through, and instead of a ghost with long hair and a white gown, it is Renjun. Huang Renjun, to be specific. Scholarship winner and acclaimed artist since childhood, if the stories are to be believed. Maybe you would know better if he spoke in class. However, Renjun stays shut off, preferring to sit in his corner and work on his paintings, with the rest of the class too intimidated or too unnerved to truly strike a conversation. It's definitely not that he’s incapable of socializing - you’ve seen him around with Jaemin and Haechan from the theatre department, and Chenle from Med.

Renjun looks equally surprised to see you, and it causes you to smile slightly. It seems the both of you are night owls. The smile might come out more as a cringe though, and you’re sure it's not the most flattering look with clay-stained overalls and messy hair. To your surprise, he smiles back. What shocks you even more, however, is the question that he asks.

“Long night?” Renjun’s voice is much clearer than you expected, likely due to the silence of the art studio. It’s pleasant and calming, different from the loud voices of most students in this class.

“Yeah. Ms Kim’s been hounding me about the progress on my work, so…” you gesture half-heartedly to the structure.

“I’ve seen your sketches. They look great. Also Ms Kim just likes to nitpick, but it’s for students she likes. So it’s a good sign.” The praise from him fills you with much more joy than it should, but it’s nice after the cloud of anxiety that’s been hanging over you this entire week.

“I hope so. You’re definitely her star student though. Mind letting me see your paintings? I’m thinking of practicing my brush techniques for the sculpture eventually, and from what I’ve heard…you’re good. More than good actually.” Renjun looks down at that, and you can tell he’s hesitating to say something. Did you cross the line, perhaps? Maybe he was just trying to be polite to someone who he would have to share the space with.

“Actually-” Both of you say it at the same time and immediately halt, staring momentarily. You huff out a laugh, and gesture for him to first.

“I was going to ask if you wanted to collaborate with me for the exhibition. Of course, you don’t have to, but we both have vastly different areas of expertise and I think it’d make a good competition piece.”

Renjun’s request was most definitely not expected. You’re sure you’re fully awake now, and yet fear this might be some sort of half-awake dream that you’ve hallucinated. In the span of five minutes, Huang Renjun, painter extraordinaire, has complimented your work and asked you to collaborate with him. You’d be a fool not to accept, even if you have to work extra hard to make up for the sheer difference in skill.

Nodding, you gesture for him to take a seat opposite your workspace. Perhaps it would be better to bounce out ideas first, to show that you’re committed to this so he doesn’t regret his choice. You’re too busy in your own thoughts, that you don’t realise the look of relief that Renjun has at your agreement, obvious even in the poor lighting. Unable to decide, you return to your sculpture, while Renjun pulls out his sketchbook and gouache paints. He seems to be scribbling down ideas, so you place your faith in him and leave him be. After all, both of you have the entire night, and probably many others ahead if this partnership goes through. But at least now, there’s a renewed sense of hope, an excitement that you thought you had lost a while ago. Eventually, you’ll have to thank Renjun. For whichever lucky stars had aligned, converging your paths together for the next few months.

Occasionally, your eyes drift over to where he’s sitting, quietly muttering to himself before writing things down. The acceleration of your heartbeat is something foreign, and you’re sure you’re wide awake now.

You find that you no longer care much for solitude, not when Renjun is by your side with his sketchbook.

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Jeno and Renjun. ♡

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𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜ꨄ︎

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 : 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎 : 𝙵𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚏𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙿𝙳𝙰,𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝'𝚜.𝙰𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜'𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍'𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚞𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘𝚘𝚗,𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 ,𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜.

𝙰𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗'𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖.𝙰𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚔 ,𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚗. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜'𝚗𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗.𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍'𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 , 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎. 𝙰𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝 'ʏᴇs' 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍,𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 �� 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎.

𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗'𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜.𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚍 ,𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍.𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚍.𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜.𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 , 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚐. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚐𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛. ''ɢᴜʏs.. ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ʜᴇʀᴇ,ᴅᴏ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇʏ ᴅᴏᴠᴇʏ sᴛᴜғғ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɢᴏɴᴇ'' 𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎.𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢,𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛. 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚐 ,𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗.''ʏᴇᴀʜ ,ʏᴇᴀʜ sᴏ ғᴜɴɴʏ'' 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍.𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢.𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍.𝙷𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚁𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 ,𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍'𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍.

[we-survive-endlessly]

Omg wait Karam, Injun, and Jay are debuting in a new group with two more members 😭

[ronjunnie]

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[alinahdee]

Native Children watching the massacre sequence from Little Big Man in the documentary Reel Injun.

[ohseumi]

here’s the tweet he posted (he posted the text on instagram stories as well)

“i’m sorry that as much as you all (or i?) looked forward to it i couldn’t do it [well]

i did my best and worked so hard for 15 years and i thought i did well

i think i was lacking a lot in making you all satisfied [with my performance] it’s all my fault i’m so sorry i’ll stop now please don’t hate me anymore”

idk why he’s suddenly posting this but please leave him a nice comment if you have time i think it would be really appreciated

god i hope injun’s ok i don’t know what’s going on