I figured you all deserve an explanation as to why I havenât posted on here in months. For the past year and a half now, Iâve slowly gotten out of K-Pop, and BTS. Iâve done this before in the past, but have always still listened to their music, but I donât even listen to K-Pop anymore and havenât for a long while.
Due to this, I havenât wanted to write for BTS at all, so... I just havenât. No inspiration means no good works, and I believe in posting my best writings, not just some half-assed pieces, which I worry I was doing with the last month I was on this blog.
Iâve been well, doing school and working, and I still constantly write, just not for BTS, and all my works are just pieces I write and wonât ever post (probably). Iâm sorry to have disappointed you all, but I believe this is a Permanent Hiatus blog now.Â
Now, what does that mean? Essentially, it means Iâll still check in every now and again, but I will no longer be posting to this blog. I MAY however finish Flowers & Weeds, because I hate leaving a whole series unfinished, but it may be sporadic in when itâs posted. As for the requests, they will not be fulfilled, and Iâm incredibly sorry. Is it possible Iâll be back to write in the future? Sure, if I get back into K-Pop and become inspired, Iâd love to hop back on and start writing and posting again. However for now, I will no longer be working on this blog.
I will not be deleting it!! I love all the pieces Iâve written, and know a lot of people go and reread them, which always warms my heart, so I would love you all to still have access to them all. ^_^ Iâve, also, reached 10,000 followers as of recent (Iâve actually reached it like twenty times from people unfollowing, but itâs alright, I understand.) That is an absolutely crazy number and Iâm so honored to have so many people enjoy my works. So thank you all so much for all your love and support over all these years. It was some of the best times Iâve had in my life. <3 I love you all, and I hope you all the best in life. <3
Hey so if school is being stressful and your work is to , just relax for a minute or go to your happy place without worries because I thinks that may be the problem not sure? This usually helps with stress for me.
Hiya sweetie. Iâm so sorry for the late reply. Itâs just... been a weird time for me, is all. I really hope to write at some point but... I just have no motivation to do so. Thereâs multiple reasons that I havenât been as into writing, but I just guess Iâve lost my funk. Donât worry too much about me, Iâm just... so sorry Iâve dropped off the face of this app..... I have a day off tomorrow, so maybe Iâll try and write some.... I do sincerely love you all, and Iâm sorry if Iâve made you sad in any way..... I hope youâre all well and have a happy new year. đ
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Hi sweetie! Iâm alright, just been busy and stressed as of late. My job has been working me very hard and school has been stressful, but this is my finals week so Iâm hoping to get something posted eventually. đ Thank you for checking up on me! đ
heya mami, I found your blog agessss ago and then lost it and have finally found it again yay! srsly tho, you dont know. the struggle was real đŤ
Oh hello darling! Sorry for the late reply. Well, welcome back! Iâm glad you could find your way back to me! ^_^ Trust me, I completely understand the struggle!
Accidentally got into a fan war on twt, I just wanted to talk about Marxism and communism because it interests me, now I feel bad because the op was just trying to write their essay and someone attacked them. Why canât fans just get along? đđđ -đđ
I just saw your post, I want you to take time for yourself and take care of yourself! Eat, drink and take as many naps as possible!! Get some hugs in there too!
Donât worry about the blogs? Weâll still be here waiting đđ
Hey Honey,
I know youâre taking a break but hey, Iâve been following you for nearly 4 years(I think, I tried to track)!! đđđĽłđĽłđđ
All the love~ đđ
Hiya sweetie! Ahh, I hate Twitter with a burning passion. Filled with hatred on all aspects. I stay away from it. Itâs good to talk about things that you donât understand! People donât realize that whether you agree or disagree with a topic, itâs important to learn what the thing is. A lot of times, I think people immediately assume youâre against whatever they believe, so they attack. Again, I do hate Twitter. Fans will unfortunately never get along.... :(Â
Thank you love! Iâm doing much better, last week was just incredibly rough. Too many bad things back to back. This week is much better though! Even with finals coming up.... Thatâs essentially the only major stress I have right now! So thatâs good.Â
Oh wow, four years huh? You know, I think Iâve only been on here for two.... My third year should be next year! (Donât worry, It honestly feels like Iâve been on here for four!!)Â
Hi hi! Iâve been a silent anon for ages and I finally downloaded tumblr. Your works are one of the the best Iâve read on this website, and Iâve fallen in love with every single world youâve created. Iâve binged Roses and Thorns, Shadows and Wolfsbane and Shelter of Hope more time than I can count! I anxiously await every update because I can submerge myself in your universe.
That being said, I hope youâre taking care of yourself! We can wait, and being in a bad space mentally absolutely sucks. I hope you take some time for yourself inbetween your frequent updates.
Youâll be seeing a lot more of me!
Previously honey anon đŻ, now just Mia â¨
Well hello darling!! Thank you so much, Iâm so happy you like my works enough to reread them!! ^_^ Thank you for your kind words, Iâm becoming a bit better, enough to try to write some this evening. My mental state is much better from last week, but the upcoming weeks is the final weeks of my semester, so Iâm a bit stressed with that! Again, thank you so much! <3
Summary: Before Y/n rehabilitated hybrids, she was just an average rich daughter of a well-known hybrid breeder. She was also someone who didnât want hybrids in her life, she didnât like how they had to have an owner when really, they were more human than animals. When the government starts threatening her, she decides to get one to make them start. Thatâs what changes everything.
Warning: Mentions of Mental & Physical Abuse, Depression, Anxiety, and Suicidal Thoughts; High Suggestions of Smut; Future Mentions of Attempted Suicides; Read with Caution~ <3 This Chapter in Particular Mentions Medical Issues, as well as Cleaning Wounds. Read with Caution. <3
Word Count: 1,500
Connected Series: Roses & Thorns
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Authorâs Note: Welcome to Chapter 7! Iâll add links later. I hope you like it!! ^_^
    Seokjin sat on my couch, legs crossed and eyes flicking around the room. It was closing in on two in the morning, and I figured my two boys were asleep in my bed. I walked to the bathroom, returning with some medical supplies. He whined slightly at them, frowning and more tears falling.
    âHey, I just need to clean the wounds,â I said, gently. âI donât want to get them infectedâŚ. Itâs going to sting, okay?â Seokjin watched me, nodding his head. I took a deep breath, pouring the hydrogen peroxide on his chest. He let out a loud scream, making me flinch as I placed a large towel over him. âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry, Iâm so sorry.â I looked up at him with sad eyes, watching his tears fall as he bit his lip. âAlright, alright, itâs okayâŚ.â
    He nodded, pulling his lips between his teeth as he breathed air in through his nose, eyes slamming shut. I pulled the towel away, the blood that was on his chest coming off so I could see the full extent of his injuries⌠they were bad.
    âHoney, I have to do your back,â I said, making him whimper. âLet me get you a rag to bite on, okay?â Again, he only nodded. I ran to the bathroom, jumping when I saw Namjoon and Taehyung sitting on the stairs, looking concerned.
    âEverything okay?â Namjoon asked, eyeing the blood that ran across my shirt.
    âNo,â I whispered. âHeâs hurt bad, and he wonât talkâŚ. I want you two to go back to my room, he needs to get some sleep and I donât know how heâll react to you two.â
    âOkayâŚâ Taehyung answered, frowning. âBe careful, okay?â
    âPromise,â I whispered back, going into the bathroom and grabbing a washcloth, running back over to Seokjin. I wrapped it up, holding it straight and watching him bite on it and turn around. It was just as bad as his frontâŚ. âAlright, 3, 2, 1.â I poured it, listening to his muffled screaming in the cloth. I placed a new towel on it, frowning as I listened to his screams slow down. âOkay, alright, weâre done.â
    I took away the towel, showing him the bandage. I began wrapping it around his entire torso, covering every inch of wound he had. By the end of it, I could only see his shoulders and arms. I let out a shaky breath, nodding my head.
    âAre you tired?â I whispered. His eyes fluttered up to me, nodding his head. âFollow me, Iâll show you your room.â I stood, watching him stand as well and follow me up the stairs.Â
    I put him across from Namjoon, the second door on the right from the large staircase up to my bedroom. I watched him walk over to his bed, touching it gently and eyeing it. I went across the hall and into Taehyungâs room, grabbing a pair of pajama pants and a shirt before coming back to find Seokjin laying down, eyes trying to stay open. The pair of pants he wore were ragged and I could see his legs.
    âAlright, these are for you,â I whispered. âGo to sleep, weâll talk in the morning, okay? Get some rest.â I watched as he shut his eyes, his breathing becoming slow. I sighed in relief, walking out and gently closing the door. I walked up the stairs and into my room, where Namjoon and Taehyung sat on my bed, waiting patiently for me.
    âIs he okay, Y/n?â Taehyung asked, watching me change into my own pajamas. I shrugged, walking over and laying between them, exhaustion filling me.Â
    âNo, Tae, I donât think so,â I whispered. They both laid down, facing me as I laid on my back. âHe has whip marks all over his bodyâŚ. He was screaming when I went into the houseâŚ.â
    âWhatâs his name?â Namjoon asked.
    âSeokjin,â I said, shutting my eyes. âI donât know anything about him, just that he doesnât like human men muchâŚ.â
    âWhat about hybrids?â Taehyung asked, curiously.
    âWell⌠I donât knowâŚâ I admitted. âWeâll find out in the morning, I guessâŚ.â Namjoon kissed my temple, curling into my side.
    âGo to sleep,â Namjoon whispered, making me sigh in comfort.
    âDonât have to tell me twice,â I mumbled, feeling sleep completely engulf me.
    The next morning, I was in the kitchen making breakfast. It was really early, my two boys still asleep upstairs. Even though exhaustion filled my every pore, I knew I had to get up early for our newcomer. Plus, I could probably take a nap later, as I didnât have too many duties being under the radar.
    When I turned around from the stove, I jumped when I saw Seokjin sitting at the island, watching me patiently. He seemed to flinch himself, but I gave the softest smile I could, nodding my head in hello and turning back to the stove to finish the eggs.
    âMorning, Seokjin,â I said, turning and dumping the eggs onto four plates. I turned the stove off, turning back and gently pushing a plate near Seokjin, who nodded in thanks. âDid you sleep well?â I asked, beginning to eat my own plate of food. He nodded, giving the smallest smile, making my heart skip at the accomplishment. âGood, Iâm glad. I see you put on Taeâs clothing.â Seokjin seemed to tense up, looking at me with wide, fearful eyes.Â
    âOh, donât worry, theyâre hybrids.â I paused to see his reaction, and it seemed to be much calmer. âSo, hybrids are okay, right?â I questioned, making him look at me and nod.Â
    âCan we come in?â Taehyung whispered from the opening, frowning slightly as Seokjin turned to look at him before turning back.
    âOf course. Hereâs your breakfast,â I whispered, grabbing their plates and handing it to them as they came in, smiling softly at Seokjin who nodded in hello. âTae, I hope you donât mind, I let him borrow your clothing.â
    âSure thing,â Taehyung said, smiling largely at the Alpaca, who gave a soft smile back. Progress. âIf you want, you can borrow more! Or, Y/n could take you to the Hybrid Mall.â Seokjin tensed up again, frowning and looking down.
    âIt may be too soon for that, honey,â I whispered, kissing his cheek before doing the same to Namjoon. âIf youâd prefer, you can use my computer to look up clothing from the hybrid mall. I can do a pick up order for you, so you can still get what you like.â Seokjin seemed to flash a very small smile, nodding his head. I smiled back, nodding and beginning to eat my own breakfast.
    I stared at my computer, my brow furrowed as a mixture of anger and sadness rolled through me. Itâs like I couldnât keep my emotions in line. My partner had sent me Seokjinâs file, and the more I read, the more infuriated I became.
    Namjoon knocked on the door, walking into the room and shutting it. He always was way more confident than Taehyung. I looked over my computer at him, shaking my head and looking back to the file. Namjoon sat in the chair in front of me, eyeing me as his tail twitched curiously.
    âThey killed his entire family,â I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief. âThey thought his owner was harboring hybrids and they killed him and the others.â
    âIâve heard many stories like that,â Namjoon said, his voice soothing.
    âHis owner was in his mid sixties and owned a fucking farm, Namjoon, he wasnât harboring hybrids,â I snapped, raising my voice more than I wanted to. Namjoon squinted his eyes cautiously, not moving a muscle. âIâm sorry, Iâm just upsetâŚ.â I mumbled.
    âItâs alright,â Namjoon replied, leaning forward. He reached over, gripping your clenching hand and making you look at him with soft eyes. âNo one ever said this job would be easy⌠but I know youâre strong enough to get through the most horrible scenarios.â
    âThanks, Joonie,â I mumbled, shutting my computer and rubbing my face. âThere were pictures in his file and⌠they were so awful.â
    âWhat happened to him?â Namjoon asked, leaning back and furrowing his brow. âWhy didnât he get killed?â
    âAlpacaâs are rare when they look as good as he does,â I mumbled, looking at him. âMost alpaca hybrids look deformed, like a genuine mix between human and animal. Heâs the first Iâve seen that doesnât have a long neck and hoovesâŚ. They probably thought they could make some money off of him.â
    âI can guess what they did to him in thereâŚâ Namjoon mumbled, frowning.
    âSays that he had lived on the farm since the day he was born,â I replied. âWhen he came to the auction, he was ornery and didnât listenâŚ. TheyâŚâ I trailed off, shaking my head and looking down.
    âI know,â Namjoon replied. âI was there onceâŚ.â I looked up, frowning and reaching over, gripping his hand. âDonât worry. Heâll be okayâŚ. Heâs safe with you.â
Take your time with your blogs no rush sweetie! Take some you time, enjoy a nice bubble bath with your favorite song playing in the background. Some good ol comfort food and decompress. Your health, whether physical mental or emotional is most important â¤â¤â¤â¤
It would be so nice if tumblr told me WHEN YOU UPLOAD LIKE COME ON!!!
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Blue, lemme tell you, Tumblr is going down the drain, I swear.... Itâs become so bad and just blah! Makes me so sad.... Which is a good time to mention my Ao3 account @/daydream_hobii, coughcough, in case Tumblr really does go to the dogs and you all still would like to see my stories! Theyâre all cross posted over there! <3
BTS Reaction to: Their S/O Hiding a Cold From Them and They Find Out
Author's Note: Thank you so much for the request! I hope you like it!!!Â
Warning: Mentions of Vomit; Read with Caution. <3
SEOKJIN:Â
   Seokjin would go full on daddy bear, oh no, you arenât getting away with it. As soon as you so much as sniffle, heâll know youâre sick. Heâll make you stay in bed, make you some soup, even put on your favorite films. When he comes back with your dinner, he just sighs as you begin to eat, shaking his head.
   âWhat am I gonna do with youâŚ?â
YOONGI:Â
   Yoongi would just squint his eyes at you, nodding once you insisted you were fine. Heâd leave for the day and, when he came home, you were much worse than that morning. Yoongi would cross his arms, eyeing your sick state as you frowned, not meeting his eyes.Â
   âI knew you were sickâŚ. Come here, let me feel your forehead.â
HOSEOK:Â
   Hoseok would immediately be concerned but, when you persisted that you were alright, heâd just brush it off. Later that day, when you're cuddled up on the couch with him, watching some television, youâre desperately trying to hold back a cough. That was a big mistake, as you had the worst coughing fit, Hoseok patting your back.
   âOh, honey, why didnât you just tell me you were sick?â
NAMJOON:Â
   Namjoon would definitely be cautious. Heâd know you were sick, of course heâd know, heâs the leader of six boys who lie about being sick all the time. Instead of pulling it out of you, he just waited for you to tell him yourself. You actually didnât get to say anything as you ran to the bathroom, your meal making a reappearance. Namjoon, being the caring man he is, would come in and rub your back, helping you out.
   âYouâre lucky I love you enough not to complain about you lying to meâŚ.â
JIMIN:Â
   Jimin wouldnât really notice a difference. Sure, you were a bit slower with your actions, but he just thought you were having a relatively bad day, so all he wanted to do was try and make you smile. When you went to take a nap, you began to shiver uncontrollably, yet your body was super hot. Jimin would walk in, the smile on his face disappearing.
   âBaby? Are you sickâŚ?â
TAEHYUNG:Â
   Taehyung would just kind of watch you. Heâd know something was wrong, but when you said you were fine, he was a bit too nervous to argue with you on it. Honestly, he thought he may have been overreacting. When heâs sitting on the couch later on, heâd see your form run into the bathroom, listening to you begin to puke. Heâd wince, sitting straight up and waiting for you to stand in the door, wiping your mouth.
   âY/n, are you alright? Dumb question, of course you arenâtâŚ. Let me help you, okay?â
JUNGKOOK:Â
   Jungkook would be oblivious to you being sick. In fact, the entire day, you were miserable and he was⌠well, productive. He managed to sing a bit, play some games, even got to practice dancing at the studio a little. By the end of the day, heâd notice you were sweating and slightly paler than your normal skin tone. Heâd be shocked, really, and would immediately jump in to help you out.
   âBabe, what? Why didnât you say anything?! Jeez, I even left you here, Iâm horribleâŚ.â
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Ohhh, Blue, Iâm so happy you loved it!! I was hoping I did it justice. ^_^ Thank you for letting me know! Any kind of feedback makes my heart soar! <3
Summary: You had hunted the vampire for months now, finally cornering him in the middle of a warehouse. Sure, you couldâve killed him, easy, but the words he spoke to you made you hesitate. Would it actually workâŚ?
Warning: Mentions of Blood, Killing, Death; Read with Caution. <3
Word Count: 1,026
Authorâs Note: Thanks for the request! I hope you like it!! ^_^
    It all happened so quickly. There you stood, crossbow in hand and a scowl to match your mood. You stood in front of an extremely pale man, one with shining grey/white eyes and fangs to match. The vampire that youâve been hunting for months now, you finally came face to face with, but you were hesitating.
    With your hunting, it was sort of like a Mr. and Mrs. Smith scene. You both would fight, but also flight and compliment in the meantime. Sometimes, itâd be in a high end bar where you came across each other, both of you dressed in formal clothing. Other times, youâd find yourselves in a secluded place, a forest, a warehouseâŚ. This was one of those times.
    âYouâre hesitating,â Yoongi said, hands up and a small grin on his face. You stepped forward, your scowl deepening.
    âNo, just thinking,â You snapped.
    âIsnât that the same thing?â Yoongi asked, grin never leaving as he raised an eyebrow.
    âNot at all. One move, Iâll pull the trigger,â You said, squinting your eyes. âNo hesitation.â
    âThought about what Iâve said?â Yoongi asked, grin disappearing, but an eyebrow still raised.
    âWhich part?â You asked, your voice laced with spite. âThe part about dating you?â
    âWell, that too,â Yoongi replied, grin returning. âI mean the part about not all of us being bad. About how I could help you.â
    âWhy would I want your help?â You questioned, snarling as you gripped your crossbow tighter.
    âBecause I only drink animal blood,â Yoongi replied, matter-of-factly. âBecause I could teach you all about vampires.â
    âAnd why would you do that?â You asked, watching him take a step towards you, hands still raised.
    âWe donât like the blood suckers either,â Yoongi replied, seriously. Youâd never seen him this serious, you were surprised. âThey give us all a bad name, and kill whoever they want. We donât like that.â
    Again, the hesitation. You blinked, eyeing his entire face, trying to determine whether he was lying or not. You thought about the months youâve technically been with him, researching him, spying on him, even talking to him on the days you both were too in public to kill each other. After all of that, you knew he wasnât lyingâŚ. You lowered your weapon, letting out a deep sigh.
    âIf Iâm wrong about this,â You started as Yoongi smiled, putting his hands down.
    âYou wonât be,â Yoongi said. âYou hunters could learn a thing or two about the inner wars we supernaturals have.â
    âInner wars?â You questioned, swinging your crossbow onto your back.
    âYeah, inner wars,â Yoongi replied. âMaybe we can talk over dinner?â
    âWhatever, vamp,â You groaned, glaring. âI still donât trust you.â
    âBut, if we go to dinner, itâs a public place so we canât do anything,â Yoongi said with a smirk until he saw the look in your eye. âYes, we eat like everyone else.â Yoongi rolled his eyes and it was your turn to smirk.
    âAlright, but youâre telling me everything,â You warned. âOr, I wonât hesitate next time.â
    Hours after the confrontation, you both sat at a dinner table in the moonlight, being the only ones in the restaurant. Yoongi had explained this place was vampire owned, thatâs why it was open so late. He told you all about the wars between the supernatural clans, the biggest being the human blood drinking vampires and the animal blood drinking vampires.
    âYou can tell by our eyes,â Yoongi explained, widening them a bit. âGrey/yellow is how you can tell theyâre friendly - non human blood. Whereas red means-â You cut him off.
    âBlood suckers,â You mumbled. âI always wondered as to why you all had different eye colors.â You leaned forward, resting your chin in your palm, elbow on the table.
    âCause of me?â Yoongi asked, a cocky grin on his lips.
    âActually, yes,â You confessed, leaning back and squinting your eyes at his shocked expression. âIâve never seen someone of your species have such grey - or white - eyesâŚ. They definitely are interesting.â You took a sip of your drink, watching him quickly compose himself, another grin on his lips.
    âAre you trying to butter me up?â Yoongi asked, making you set your drink down and grin back.
    âNah. Youâre already obsessed with me,â You said, leaning forward once more.Â
    âTouche,â Yoongi cooed. âSo, am I an honorary hunter yet?â
    âAn honorary hunter?â You asked, chuckling softly. âWhat makes you think youâre cut out for this life, hmm? Could you kill your own?â
    âI have before, wouldnât be much different,â Yoongi said. Again, he was so serious, you almost thought there was a âgotcha,â coming. You furrowed your brow, a bit of concern in your eyes.
    âSeems tough,â You mumbled. âI donât think I could ever kill another hunterâŚ.â
    âIt gets easier with time,â Yoongi said, shrugging his shoulder and stirring his drink with his straw.
    âWho was your first kill? Of your own kind,â You asked, curiously.
    âMy dad,â Yoongi replied, making you flinch at his words. âHe tried to kill my friend, who was human, so I ended him. Simple as that.â
    âYoongi,â You whispered, reaching your hand over and holding his cold one. âIâm sorry.â Yoongi looked at you, eyes soft for just a moment, before you both pulled your hands away.
    âWhat about you? Who was your first kill?â Yoongi asked.Â
    âWell, it was when I was 16,â You replied. âMy dad trained me and kind of just threw me in. My first kill was a 30 year old female vampire who took a thrill in killing families.â You gave him a sad smile as he flinched. âYouâre right. With time, it gets easierâŚ.â
    âYeah, thatâs life I guess,â Yoongi said, the glint of mischief returning to his eyes. âSo, do I pass the test?â
    âWith me, yes, but weâll have to talk to the council,â You said, smirking. âDonât worry, Iâll protect you.â
    âOh, will you now?â Yoongi flirted. âSo, does that mean this is a date?â
    âDonât push it, vampire,â You snapped, glaring.
    âOh, youâll love me,â Yoongi replied, making you roll your eyes. To think, this all began at an abandoned warehouseâŚ.
So I just binged all of Roses & Thorns and Golden Heart, and my god AMAZING 100 outa 10 just wow I am so im love with the way write and go about addressing such serious issues like sexual assault and showing how differently people deal with it. Like i just...ahhh Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious writing Im in LOVE.
Oh thank you so much!! Wow, Iâm so thrilled you like my stories! Thank you for sending this in!! It really motivates me. đ
Not at all. I love them with all of my heart. Iâm just not keeping up with them at the moment as Iâm not into Kpop at the moment. I still love them and writing for them, I just donât know anything thatâs happening with the boys!