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mxlly143 · 7 days

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Dojoon | the rose

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOJOON

#mxlly #mxlii #kpop #moodboard #kpop moodboard #mxlii moodboards #the rose #the rose dojoon #dojoon #happy birthday #vintage moodboard #vintage #vinyl records #vinyl

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key201303 · 1 month

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Finally finished the rose first collection 🥹 if you wanna see more you can find me on ig and tiktok under @keydraws_0504

Like/reblog if you safe/use 🫶🏻

🚫DO NOT REPOST🚫

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saturnnelahy · 4 months

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒓

𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴: 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘵4 𝘹 𝘺𝘰𝘶

(Masterlist here)

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potatomountain · 6 months

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I GOT TO SEE THE ROSE TODAY AND I WENT FROM A LIL MORE OF A CADUAL FAN TO I NEED SOME FICS SO LIKE- ASSIST.

Went in Woosung biased but Dojoon and Jaehyeong got me like 👀👀 maybe maybe.

So my lovely Black Roses- hit me!

Also- might do a quick face reveal/outfit reveal for the concert but it would have to be another post [I only took a quick 5 second video 👀]

#the rose band #the rose woosung #the rose dual #the rose dojoon #the rose kpop #the rose jaehyeong #the rose hajoon #black roses #kpop concert #the rose concert

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kiestrokes · 6 months

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Because RED is my favorite 🥀

#the rose #kim woosung #lee hajoon #park dojoon #lee jaehyeong #kpop #krock #k rock #red #the rose band #the rose kpop #the rose woosung #the rose jaehyeong #the rose hajoon #the rose dojoon #k pop music #the rose dual #mars.fm #🚀

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hagarsays · 6 months

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youtube

The Rose member's reaction and commentary are too funny

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therose-net · 1 year

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dojoon ✧ sour ✧ 230416 the seasons

#dailybg #kpopco #malegroupsnet #mgroupsedit #usermau #nugudomedit #the rose #park dojoon #the rose dojoon #dojoon #gif #e:heal #flashing #black roses #allofmylovelove

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defm0on · 1 year

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time will heal us 🥀

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t4kalcvr · 9 months

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THE ROSE>>> y’all i heard it as soon as it came out but i just finished recovering, this song is ♾️/10. it’s honestly so beautiful :( i freaking love it. STREAM IT.

The raw emotion they use when singing, the intensity of their voices it’s all that makes this song what it is. The purpose and meaning of their words and the directness of it as well. It’s truly a masterpiece. One of my favorites to say the least.

I can make you mad, I can make you scream

I can make you cry, I can make you leave

I can make you hate me for everything

BUT I CANT MAKE YOU COME BACK TO ME.

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soulmateszedits · 1 year

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The Rose ; Heal ᓚᘏᗢ

✧ Era

✧ Any

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flurrys-creativity · 8 months

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Back to me

Pairing: Park Dojoon (The Rose) x GN!Reader; Genre: Break up AU, Angst; Rating: sfw, pg-13; Warnings: mentions of previous fights, mentions of heartbreak, lots of tears, breaking up, a physical fight, bruised lip, bloody nose, more crying, some curse words... that should be it; Wordcount: 1.302

Summary: Dojoon tries to win you back - even starting a fight with one of your neighbours to bring his point across. Though he might be too late for that.

A/N: Am I obsessed with this song? Yeah, pretty much since it came out. Do I love the band? With my whole heart!

You heard the banging on the door clearly through your now empty apartment. Tears streamed down your cheeks while you sat between a bunch of moving boxes.

The banging continued and you even heard the dull pleas from Dojoon on the other side of the door.

He kept pounding against it for the past twenty minutes already but you couldn’t bring yourself to get back to the door again after you shut it prior.

When he first knocked you had opened the door, forgetting to look through the little spy hole who was there. Your breath got caught in your lungs when you saw the dishevelled figure of Dojoon in front of you. He had one hand stemmed into his side, inhaling the air greedily as if he just ran a marathon.

“You’re leaving?” He all but gasped, his eyes searching your face for something you weren’t sure of.

You didn’t know what to answer him. Sure, you were leaving this apartment but you weren’t about to drop from the surface of the earth. Additionally you didn’t want to leave, you didn’t want to leave him but the constant fights and yelling and heartbreak made you consider finally cutting ties.

There was only so much your heart could take.

“I know I can make you mad and it probably wasn’t the best idea to ignore your calls when you needed me but please, you can’t do this to me. To us.”

You noticed the tears welling up in his eyes and how he fidgeted with his hands, wanting to touch you, hold your hand but unsure how you’d react to it.

“Please, yell at me, curse me, cry. You can even punch me, whatever it takes, please. Please, don’t leave.”

You bit on your lower lip, trying to keep your emotions at bay. You still loved him, your heart and body yearned for him to hold you but wrapping your arms around your torso had to make do. Soft sniffles escaped your lips as you slowly started to shake your head. “It’s too late for that”, you whispered, voice breaking into a sob.

Dojoon tried reaching out for you but you hurriedly stepped back and shut the door between the both of you.

With the barrier between you the sobs broke out freely, shaking your whole body in the process. You pulled yourself away from the door and back to the living room, where you broke down between the moving boxes.

Ever since Dojoon hammered against your door as he simultaneously called your cell phone over and over again. After the first three times you turned off the sound and vibrations. Now you only stared at the screen lighting up whenever he tried calling you again.

By now your tears had dried and your senses dulled, letting you sit apathetically on the floor and stare into nothingness. Everything shifted into the background as you disconnected yourself from the whole situation. You hardened your heart and numbed your emotions until you practically became a shell of yourself. You didn’t know how much time passed, having lost the sense of it in your state.

Loud yelling from outside of your apartment pulled you back to reality. You sluggishly turned your head towards the front door, needing several seconds to actually focus on your sense of hearing before you were able to register the words that got screamed.

You hesitantly got up and moved back to the door, staring at it warily. Now you heard a voice that didn’t belong to Dojoon. A voice that sounded quite aggressive and not like the desperate tone Dojoon had while he yelled at your door. You flinched when something or maybe even someone got slammed into your door. After a few heartbeats you ever so slowly creeped up to your door, peeking through the spy hole.

You gasped and clasped your hand in front of your mouth, seeing one of your neighbours down the floor fighting with Dojoon.

Without thinking you opened the door and rushed out on the hallway. “Stop it!” You clasped your hands in front of your chest, staring at the two men in front of you with wide, shaking eyes.

Both of them turned their heads to you, one with a bloody nose and the other with a bruised lip.

“What are you doing?”

They looked at each other and back at you, both of them starting to explain two different reasons at the same time.

You stared at them in disbelief. Even though they had talked at the same time you got the gist of it. Your neighbour thought Dojoon was bothering or even low key harassing you and decided to take matters in his own hand to help you, while Dojoon wanted him to leave again so he could talk to you.

Dojoon pushed your neighbour away, turning and even taking a step towards you.

You hit his chest without much force, feeling the tears welling up once again. “What were you thinking?”

Your neighbour looked between the both of you, narrowing his eyes momentarily before he sighed and walked back to his own apartment.

You hit Dojoon again, crying silently in frustration. Dojoon caught your fists and pressed them against his chest, smoothing them out until your palms rested on his chest and followed the movement of his breathing. “I fucked up”, he whispered and leaned down to place his forehead against yours.

“You can’t build a world out of broken dreams. You need to let me go”, you told him as you tried controlling your sobs again. You moved one of your hands up to his cheek, thumb lightly brushing over his bruised lip. “You can’t make me come back to you. Not like this.”

Dojoon inhaled sharply and closed his eyes, his brows furrowing as if he was in pain. A tear rolled down his cheek and when he opened his eyes again you noticed how red they were.

“Please.” Now you were pleading for him to understand. “Please, let me go.”

“How could I?” Dojoon exhaled shakily, slowly realising this was a fight he was about to lose. “How could I let you go? I know I don’t deserve you and I took so much for granted and I just realised that I need you like you needed me.” His hands tightened around the one on his chest, the fear of losing you way too palpable.

“Please.”

Dojoon stared at you with red rimmed eyes, tears silently running down his cheek. It mirrored your expression almost perfectly, though they had slightly different reasons. With a defeated cry Dojoon dropped your hand, accepting his fate. “So I really can’t make you come back to me.” He rubbed over his eyes with his sleeve, silently cursing himself for being so stupid.

Your lips quivered as you leaned forward and pressed them one last time against his bruised ones. The kiss tasted salty and conveyed all the regret and the love you two still felt.

“Thank you”, you whispered while you stepped back, your hand ever so slowly dropping from his cheek. You looked at him one last time, clutching the door as if your life depended on it.

“I hope you’ll come back to me.” Dojoon looked at you with hopeful eyes. “One day at least.”

You mustered a crooked smile as you closed the door, not daring to answer him without breaking down once more. You leaned against the closed door, silently listening to his retreating steps.

He could make you mad, he could make you scream. He definitely could make you cry and made you actually leave. Sometimes he even made you hate him for everything, even hate yourself for saying things you didn’t mean. But you couldn’t say whether he could make you come back to him.

Taglist: @xavi-in-kpopland

#kwritersworldnet #kdiarynet #kvanity #wkcnet #the rose #park dojoon #leo #the rose dojoon #the rose leo #one shot #back to me #i looooooove that song soooooooooo much #listen to it #stan the rose

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longnightsdieonthehorizon · 1 year

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The Rose x Content Magazine

#the rose #the rose x content magazine #kim woosung #park dojoon #lee hajoon #lee jaehyeong #the rose dojoon #the rose woosung #the rose hajoon #the rose jaehyeong #kpop #krock #kbands

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key201303 · 3 months

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Pairing: Dojoon x reader Word count: 1151 words Warnings: Mentions of alcohol Plot: Dojoon asking you to marry him A/N: As soon as I saw that drinking picture of him I felt the necessity of writing this scenario 🥹 I'm in love with cozy Dojoon 💕 Hope you guys enjoy it 💕 Taglist -> Let me know if you want to be added! VALENTINE'S DAY X THE ROSE

“Okay okay, you win.” Dojoon said, throwing his uno cards on the floor, taking the bottle of beer he was drinking and going to the window. You couldn’t stop laughing and teasing him as you got once again the few bills that were on the floor waiting for the winner of the round to take them. You loved playing card games with Dojoon even more if money and alcohol was involved.

You could see Dojoon was a bit tipsy by the few hiccups he got while he rejected to accept you won another round and his red cheeks weren’t saying the opposite. “Are you okay?” You said, hugging him from behind as you look through the window above his shoulder. “Yeah sure.” He said smiling, already forgetting he had to act mad. But he couldn’t be mad whenever you had him under your touch. It was like he was under your spell in which he would do anything you asked him to no matter when and where.

Music was playing in the background as you both kept sharing more and more beers, stories, laughs and kisses. You felt like a teenager in their good years when you used to go to house parties and end up making out with the hot guy you just met. Only difference being you both were 30 years old, you’ve been dating the hot guy for 7 years, you were alone in your shared house and he was about to ask you to marry him. Well you didn’t know that last one. Maybe that’s why you felt like a teenager in a random house party now that you come to think about it.

“How did all of this end up like this?” Dojoon asked as you both sat on the floor after you danced to one of your favorite songs. “You’re that drunk you can’t even remember how the night started?” You joked, looking at him in disbelief. “No idiot, I mean all of this. How did we end up like this? With you wearing my hoodies every morning and me calling you cute names.” He said, taking his beer to take the last sip. You couldn’t help laughing at his question. You had to admit it was pretty surprising considering how you started dating after nobody expected it. And it is that you never thought you would end up dating someone you claimed to be your best friend. But he has been there for you in every single moment you needed him and you couldn’t help falling for him, especially when he was there for you when your ex boyfriend broke your heart and confessed his feelings. Every day that passes, falling a bit more until today, when you’re sitting in front of him, beer in hand, admiring how handsome and hot he looks with his beer in hand and red cheeks in the same house where everything started.

Suddenly your favorite ballad started to play, making you gasp almost choking in surprise. “Let’s go.” You said, standing up and leaving the bottle on the floor. You expanded your hand waiting for Dojoon to take it and dance with you. “You know I hate slow dancing.” Dojoon said, not believing you were asking him to slow dance with you in your small living room. “Come on, you have to practice for when we get married.” You said, taking his beer from his hands to place it next to yours and taking his hands to pull him into your embrace to start slow dancing. Little did you know what his plans on marrying you were tonight.

He was actually good at slow dances. He has always been. You never understood why he always rejected doing it with you when he knew how soothing and healing it was for you being near his heart. His soft voice started to lazily hum the song giving you a huge smile as you rested your head on his chest, feeling the vibrations his thorax produced while softly singing. You wanted to stop time, just so you could enjoy his embrace forever. “(Y/N).” He softly said, not wanting to break the atmosphere. You hummed a yes, letting him know you were listening even though you weren’t looking at him. “Would you marry me?” He suddenly said with a low volume.You stopped your steps as soon as you heard him say that, making you both fall into the couch. “What did you just say?” You asked completely speechless as you looked at his eyes. “Would you become my wife?” He repeated, holding himself up with his left arm. “Are you drunk?” You said, not believing he asked you that seriously. “Maybe I am.” He said, placing his right hand on your cheek and pulling you into a soft kiss that quickly turned into a deep kiss. “I love you so much I just can’t wait anymore.” He whispered against your lips. Your muscles relaxed under his touch, your arms wrapping around his neck to pull him into another deep kiss.

“Can I take it as a yes?” He asked once you were done with your heated up kissing session. “Not until you clarify everything.” You said, still not believing he asked you to marry him seriously. He let out a soft giggle as he got up and went to the entrance drawer where he kept the ring he bought in his jacket pocket. “I was going to ask you in a completely different atmosphere. But I couldn’t wait anymore. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was how beautiful you always look. Maybe it was a mix of both things. But yeah, I couldn’t contain myself anymore.” He confessed, playing with the little velvet box. It was true that he sucked at keeping secrets when he was drunk so it immediately clicked with you the reason why he told you already instead of waiting a few more weeks to ask you and set a perfect proposal scenario. “I’m sorry if it’s too shabby.” He said, noticing you weren’t saying anything. Maybe it seemed like you were disappointed but in fact you were speechless. Speechless because it was the most intimate and most truly proposal he could have ever done. So you and him. You loved it. “It’s perfect. It really is.” You said, finally tears watering your eyes as you looked at the boy ever so fondly. “Then, will you marry me?” Dojoon asked, kneeling down and finally showing you the beautiful ring covered with little sapphire gems. You nodded, unable to form a word.

Maybe it wasn’t the fanciest of the proposals, nor the most romantic but it was the perfect proposal for you. Full of truth and the love the man you had in front of you had for you and the love you had for him as well. Where it all started and where it will probably end. Your home.