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Ame Lee

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I am a: writer, poet, lit student, astrology enthusiast, tarot practitioner, hopeless romantic, devoted staybebe, INTJ Aquarius, ‘01

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Bleed Into Me

Love is fucking feral.

Don’t dress it up. Don’t call it holy.

It’s not a soft place to land,

not a quiet church for your wounds.

It’s teeth, bared and gnashing—

a hunger so deep it swallows you

before you even notice

you’re gone.

Don’t look at me with your soft eyes.

And don’t tell me about forever.

Forever is a lie we tell each other

when we’re afraid of being

burnt bare.

Because love is not eternal.

It’s destruction. It’s rebirth. It's death.

All wrapped up together,

a sickness you thank for keeping you alive

even as it eats you alive.

Some days, I don’t even like you.

I know that’s ugly. I know.

But it’s true. There are mornings

when your voice scrapes

on the fragile walls of my patience,

when I look at you and feel nothing

but weight.

And it terrifies me.

Not the emptiness,

but the fact that I will still choose you

even in that emptiness.

You want to know what love is?

It’s breaking yourself open

a thousand times and still coming back.

It’s saying, *Yes. Hurt me again.*

Take what you need and leave me hollow

because I don’t know

how not to give you everything.

It’s drowning in your chaos

and calling it home.

We build love out of violence.

Every kiss is a battle cry,

every silence a goddamn graveyard.

We bury the softer versions of ourselves.

We dig, we dig, and we fucking claw.

Not because we’re whole—

no, never that—

but because our brokenness

fits together like jagged glass.

You cut me,

I bleed into you.

And somehow,

we stay alive.

Maybe I don’t love you cleanly.

Maybe my love isn’t gentle or kind or easy.

But I will stand here,

open veins and all,

every ruined part of me

staring at every ruined part of you,

and I will say:

*Yes. Again. Again. Again.*

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Waiting for the rain to fall | Lmh

 Synopsys: Minho takes a vacation to the rural area to escape his nightmares. Instead, he finds drought and desolation in the fields and begins to question why he feels so condemned; what exactly his soul searches for.

Genre: Reunited past life lovers, Romance, Angst, Fluff, Supernatural

Pairing: Lee Minho x female reader

Word count: 3.6k

Warnings: Minho-centric in the beginning but the romance appears I swear, reader is perhaps not a human, mentioned character death (in past lives), there's comfort to the angst, discourse on divinity and Gods, happy ending (?), reader has female pronouns, one natural disaster

A/N: Written completely based off the picture above. Before the video even came out.

Please reblog and comment! 

“Wake up.

It’s raining.”

A soft female voice spoke these words to Minho, in a dream, somewhere far away in the hidden parts of his mind, and yet so close to his first waking moments; it was almost as if feather-like lips briefly grazed his ears as he stirred awake.

As the morning light greeted his tired eyes, he realized that he was spared from nightmares the past night. This familiar, kind voice was somewhat comforting, although he couldn’t tell who it belonged to - a figure of his imagination, a distant memory, repeated words of romance movies? Still, the fact that he wasn’t troubled by disturbing images in his sleep brought him a sense of peace, and so he was able to have a calm start to his day. Vintage style, he boiled water in a kettle and mixed it with coffee and sugar, stirring it generously to create delicious foam. As he ate his toast and drank his coffee, he stared into the looming nothingness of the fields.

omg this was simply beautiful😭😭

Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed reading it, and thank you for the reblog! 🖤

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Written In The Stars- Lee Know

summary: he's your soulmate, but he's already in love with someone else

pairing: lee know x fem!reader

genre: angst, soulmate au, unrequited love

word count: 1828 words

a/n: this was requested, really loved this concept— should I do part 2? 👀

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You had always dreamed of meeting your soulmate. As a hopeless romantic, you had imagined it all—the instant connection, the rush of emotions, the realization that this was the person meant for you.

Waiting for the rain to fall | Lmh

 Synopsys: Minho takes a vacation to the rural area to escape his nightmares. Instead, he finds drought and desolation in the fields and begins to question why he feels so condemned; what exactly his soul searches for.

Genre: Reunited past life lovers, Romance, Angst, Fluff, Supernatural

Pairing: Lee Minho x female reader

Word count: 3.6k

Warnings: Minho-centric in the beginning but the romance appears I swear, reader is perhaps not a human, mentioned character death (in past lives), there's comfort to the angst, discourse on divinity and Gods, happy ending (?), reader has female pronouns, one natural disaster

A/N: Written completely based off the picture above. Before the video even came out.

Please reblog and comment! 

“Wake up.

It’s raining.”

A soft female voice spoke these words to Minho, in a dream, somewhere far away in the hidden parts of his mind, and yet so close to his first waking moments; it was almost as if feather-like lips briefly grazed his ears as he stirred awake.

As the morning light greeted his tired eyes, he realized that he was spared from nightmares the past night. This familiar, kind voice was somewhat comforting, although he couldn’t tell who it belonged to - a figure of his imagination, a distant memory, repeated words of romance movies? Still, the fact that he wasn’t troubled by disturbing images in his sleep brought him a sense of peace, and so he was able to have a calm start to his day. Vintage style, he boiled water in a kettle and mixed it with coffee and sugar, stirring it generously to create delicious foam. As he ate his toast and drank his coffee, he stared into the looming nothingness of the fields.

Ocean and flowers | Rafayel x reader

Pairing: Rafayel (love and deep space) x gender neutral reader

Genre: Fluff, Poetic prose, a bit of angst with comfort

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: highly symbolic and poetic cuz it's me who wrote it lol, not much plot, tooth rotting fluff, mentions of pain, tiny argument (?)

A/N: Haven't written prose in months 💀 also first time writing for lads! Feedback is appreciated.

There are some moments in life when the soul craves something more than anything else - and in that moment, in such an ordinary afternoon, you craved your giver of love, Rafayel.

[Are you home?] He didn't even wait for 30 heartbeats before he eagerly replied to your text.

[Yes cutie]

[I'm coming over]

[Audio message from fishie] ▶️

Oh my god thank you so much!! Calling me an imagery god ksbsosnslsnsnk

I am so so glad the imagery was very vivid for you!

Thank you for reading and thank you for the feedback! 🥰🥰

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Genre(s): soft , sfw

Paring(s) : minho x reader

Warning(s): minho tease reader

The night is cold, the biting air seeping through the walls. You rub your arms lightly in an automatic gesture, hoping to make the shivers that run through you disappear. Minho, leaning nonchalantly against the sofa, observes you with an amused expression.

"Are you cold?"

You shake your head in pride, but he doesn't seem convinced. Without a word, he takes off his sweater and hands it to you. You hesitate for a moment before grabbing it with your fingertips.

"You're going to be cold." "Put it on," he replies simply.

The familiar scent of his perfume envelops you as soon as you slip on the garment. It's too big for you, the sleeves fall over your hands and the hem comes in much lower than you expected. You tug lightly at it, trying to find a little warmth. Minho is still watching you, a discreet smile playing on his lips.

"Cute"

You raise an eyebrow, intrigued "What?"

"You, in my clothes." His tone is light, but his gaze much less so. He approaches you slowly and reaches out a hand. Before you can step back, his fingers graze the collar of the sweater and straighten it slightly, as if to get a better look at how it fits. His thumb glides over the fabric, grazing your skin just below.

"Minho… "you murmur without really realizing it.

He pauses for a moment, as if surprised by it. Then a wry smile appears on his lips "Say it again."

You blink, taken aback. "sorry?"

He tilts his head slightly, the shadow of a smile on his lips.

"My name."

You stare at him for a moment, trying to figure out what he's getting at. But in the half-light, his eyes shine with an indecipherable gleam. A challenge. An expectation.

"Minho."

His smile widens imperceptibly "Again."

His index finger slides along the edge of the too-wide sleeve, brushing your hand as it goes. The touch is light, almost absent, yet it sends a wave of warmth through your belly.

"Minho," you repeat lower.

"I like the way you say it..."

"you need sleep man" you reply and he laughs

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