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when you get this you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool!!)

Sjsjsjsj I wasn't expecting any notifications from this account anymore so sorry if I didn't do it right away 😊

I like that I can draw cartoon well

I rarely ever gain weight

I like my fashion sense(?)

I like that I have a personality that makes dogs like me uwu

Jsjjsksjsjs my nails...?

Ps. Thank you for tagging me love 💛

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will you be active on on your other account..? 👉👈

I will try to be. But you can always message me. I never ignore messages ^^

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First of all, I would like to apologize for making this post out of nowhere. I know I haven't been as active as I used to be in the beginning though I wanted and tried to. Due to few things that has been going on in my personal life, I have decided to stop writing. I can't find happiness in writing anymore. It just isn't the same for me. It rather feels like a chore and I feel really guilty for not updating properly.

I am not deleting this account. The fanfics I have written had once made me really happy and I won't forget it. I will forever be grateful for it. I made this account purely out of impulse not knowing I would actually gain attention or followers. Like I have always mentioned before, each and very followers mean a lot to me. Thank you for reading what I wrote and giving me a chance.

I want to say thank you to my best friend before anything else @toxxik-shock if you didn't introduce me to tumblr, encouraged me to keep writing and posting, I don't think I would have ever done it. You know how much I love you. Sorry I don't say it enough.

I would also like to mention my mutuals from my both account (@7ortindd is the other one) for being nice and friendly towards me.

@vampwrrr @yeolsangeleyes @g-exo @babyblue-soo @serengay @cbxs @monicaexol @soft-seokjin-stan @mooninibear @jongin-be-my-jagi @ninibears-erigom @taexkai @the-freefeather @thesoondongiefiles @strikingsilouettes (sorry if you didn't want to be tagged 🙏)

I might start writing again but it won't be in near future, reader x or in tumblr. I am sorry and thank for taking your time and reading it. Please have a nice day/month/year.

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I am probably going to get all kinds of hate for saying this… but after completing those drabble requests I just feel so over writing.

And it isn’t even the actual process of writing. That was the fun part. It is the way I always end up feeling used when I do drabble games and/ or any form of interactive writing.

I had a mound of requests come through. I’m talking like 30 in the first 15 minutes. It was actually overwhelming and I know it is my fault because I asked for them, but in a way I was so flattered that I had so many to choose from and so many people wanted to read my writing.

It seems though that people are so quick to respond to games like that and request content. They are so quick to beg for updates and ask for certain things. They want new content all the time to consume and are often overly persistent when requesting for it.

Even after going on my almost 6 month writing hiatus, I still get people asking for updates on my work despite me ignoring all these asks and repeatedly saying I won’t be updating them due to mental health issues.

When I do upload something, all I hear is crickets. I get very little feedback and/ or response to what has taken me time and effort to produce.

As a content creator I don’t want thousands of likes and followers. All I want is genuine engagement with what has taken me a lot to produce. I want validation that this thing I have shared with you (often at your request) was worth it, and I want to know your feelings on it.

I don’t care and have never cared about followers and likes. It is simply the lack of feedback that hurts too much. This is exactly why I stopped writing before - I was going to use this little game to see if my thoughts on the topic has changed. It is clear they haven’t.

Unfortunately I’m still just as burned out from all the rapid consumption without interaction. I am not going to sit here and beg for comments and thoughts on my work anymore. I’m just too tired for that.

I could have just slipped away and quietly gone back into a writing hiatus. I could have not said anything at all and just quietly stopped writing. I actually have no plans to continue writing after this drabble game…

But I know I am not the only fic writer who feels this way. I know I am not the only fic writer who feels that the effort gone in to their work is wasted. So I am here to say:

If y'all don’t start commenting and giving worth to what other authors do, there will be more who can’t be bothered sharing their work and will quit. If you read something, tell the author what you think. It is that simple.

This whole relationship needs to be reciprocal. It doesn’t work if you just ask for more. If you want writers to keep writing, tell them how much you like their content.

It is super simple stuff.

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hiyya! i stumbled upon ‘Sun’ and omfg ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ i loved the allusion to yixing being the sun like i think i rly hit home with that metaphor! AAHHHHHH its just a rly beautiful metaphor, i cant! its hard to explain but it evokes certain emotions in me... awesome job, def will be looking forward to reading more of your work. hope your doing well, more power to u!!!

Thank you so much for the support!! 💕 I'll try my best to update more and put out more contents out there. Thank you for reading 'Sun' 🤗

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i came across ‘Sun’ and i hurrtttt akkakskskal. i know it says oneshot but goddang it i have to try. will u pls consider writing a second part? pretty pls?

I'll see if I can come up with something that won't destroy the story but will also be a good second part. Thank you for reading it ^^

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Lawyer AU for Lay 🙈

Sun - Yixing/Lay x reader (angst)

Moodboard made by the one and only @cbxs 💓

The burning passion inside of you always kept you warm. But it was never enough. That's why the sun existed. The sun always shined the brightest, standing out to the whole universe. It kept you warm, gave you hope. You aspired to fly to sun the sun but often wondered whether your wings burn down if you flied to close to it? If you looked around you, a small kindle of fire was truly the one that kept you warm. But before even you can appreciate it, it burns itself out.

Working was fun in a certain way. Whomever said being a lawyer was hard was most definitely right. But also whomever said it was worth it had lied. A childhood dream to serve the nation but with wit not muscle had driven you to this very day. Having a small box in the corner of your heart labeled 'feelings' remained untouched for years while you focused on being successful. And your inspiration? The sun. Even in the darkest and the cloudiest day, it peeked through all of it and made its presence clear. In the hot scorching summer when the sun is hated by everyone most oftenly forgets without it, the world would become cold and bitter. You thought being a lawyer was the same. Even in the toughest cases, you kept by your stance. And when people hated you or your job for proving their innocence or their crime, you smiled through it. But then why did you feel like a part was missing inside of you. In your office, located in the small corner of a big room, separated by half walls but by the huge glass window that provided you a beautiful view, you looked out from it and thought back if it was worth it. If keep looking forward and not acknowledging what was beside you worth it. The same thought doesn't leave you when you packed your bag and got in your car. It doesn't leave you when you unlocked the door to your cold lonely apartment. It doesn't leave you when you went to sleep in your bed alone with no one to share it with.

College life is either a person's best or worst experience. There are no in between. It doesn't get defined by how much you partied which equals to having fun or how much time you spent on studying while equals to having no fun. You had different type of fun. While you memorized laws after laws, you always closed your eyes and imagined yourself in a courtroom being able to use it. Of course you had friends whom you hung out with, but only sometimes. Not making a deep connection with a friend was one of your biggest regret.

It was the second year of college when he came around. He was second year as well majoring in music composition. He also had passion for dance. He was popular around the college for his looks and his unique personality. It was very charismatic, trapping everyone in his fist and dangling them around and such. Or so you thought at the beginning before meeting him. He was too pure to do it. Hell that guy even forgot to name his first pet cat. But he had a name, a beautiful name. Yixing. You never got to ask him what it meant. Sometimes you wish you did. But for you, it will always mean the angel whom you hurt.

You didn't know how you ended up making friends but you managed. One of them was a party animal. Being an art major, she always used the excuse of 'being high helps me become creative' to go to parties and sometimes was successful to drag you with her. You didn't necessarily like it but didn't hate it either. That's how you met him. Your second regret, ever going to that specific party. After a point in life, maybe it became one of his biggest regret as well. You wouldn't know now, would you? As usual the party was blasting through the roof. You stood in the balcony. Because that's what you liked the most, going in parties but slipping into the balcony and look up to the sky. The moon was beautiful that night, so beautiful that the vivid image of it was itched deeply inside your brain. Or was it the moon or the face. His face. He didn't want to be there, inside the party. He slipped into the balcony for air but as he told you before, he found himself breathless in the sight of you. The silence was not unwelcomed. But his voice was too soothing. Introduction led to exchanging numbers, exchanging texts, exchanging laughter's and sharing memories and at the end sharing a bed. It wasn't hard to fall in love with him. He loved you deeply as well. Sometimes he showed it in the morning by taking you out and just walking down the street and talking. Sometimes he showed it at night being deep inside of you while sharing passionate 'I love you's. But another summer came. The sun shined bright again reminding you your dreams. Dreams you almost forgot about. The lackings showed itself in your results from last semester. It reminded you to look forward. But even in the courtroom you could see him sitting in a far away corner, giving you support and love. But it was your dream and yours alone. You couldn't ask of him to be put on second in someone's priority list, specially by his significant other. By the time clouds made its way back and rain poured down, you became alone again. The sun was nowhere to be seen, just like the sun if your life. The weather being gloomy and depressing just like your mood. But you kept you held your chin up and chest puffed. By the time flowers bloomed, your heart broke. He left. That's what you wanted but when he actually left, he left with a piece of you. The bright and happy piece of you.

As you get out of your bed without a wink of sleep after a night of remembering, you wish away your dry tear stains hoping you could wash away your regrets too.

A/N: I'll try my best to be more active in the future

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Hi! How are you? ~🔅

Hello bby!!! I missed you ;-; I'm fine, how are you??

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Apocalypse Au with Suho 🐿🐿

Love story (Junmyeon/Suho x reader)

A/N: I’m gonna write an attempt in humour, crack fix with Jongin today. BTW hope you guys like this one! ^^

Yet again the awesomest @cbxs made the beautiful moodboard

The sky that was once such pretty shade of blue filled with clouds that looked like cotton candy was long history. The now dull gray sky with no funny shaped clouds was only capable in making anyone who survived a bit nostalgic. You weren’t sure exactly what happened. One day you woke up from your sleep and suddenly the world you knew was long gone. It wasn’t like you could just google it. The server went down and so did cell services, transportation system etc. The only thing that grounded you was a hoodie. Actually it was more than a hoodie for you. This hoodie belonged to Junmyeon, the love of your life. You remember the day as if it was only yesterday when you both decided to move in together. You went home to pack your belongings. It was cold that night and you forgot to bring your own jacket. He lend you his hoodie. You thought that once you moved in together, it won’t matter because you could easily wear his clothes. Not that he was very big bulky person but his clothes still made you look small and he loved seeing you in his clothings. But after the chaos, you weren’t sure where to go or what to do. You packed everything you thought was necessary, took the hoodie and tried to go to Junmyeon’s house. But you didn’t find him there or anywhere you could possibly think he could’ve went to. Maybe you would’ve given up surviving in this cold cruel world. With no future ahead unless a certain death one day, there was no hope. But the hoodie, Junmyeon’s hoodie always reminded you that he could be out there somewhere, waiting for you to find him, waiting for you to come back home to him. You didn’t want to die before telling him how much you loved him, how thankful you were to have him in your life. So many regrets you had, most of them were not making sure Junmyeon knew what he meant to you. Now dragging your feet from places to places, you write whichever surface was the most visible there that you were there and you were waiting. Unaware about the fact that Junmyeon was out there with eight other guys who managed to survive with him. And he saw your messages on the walls, doors and windows. With the small bunny soft toy you once won for him in a claw machine in his backpack, he grounds himself. You were out there and you were waiting. He’s not going let you go without hugging you one last time, holding you in his arm and saying how sorry he was for not finding you sooner. Maybe the love story of you and Junmyeon wasn’t filled with loads of kisses and hugs anymore, didn’t have rainbows and sunahines anymore. But it had the most beautiful thing in it. Pure love. And maybe that’s why one could only hope the love story of you and Junmyeon didn’t end as a tragedy.

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I'm sorry that I didn't write many fics about you love. Happy birthday Jun. I hope you got spend it wonderfully. I have so many things to say but for now, let's stick the old fashioned 'I love you's. Have a great year! ( ´▽` )

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a lil something for @red-exo since she liked that soft pcy blurb i wrote for the ask game earlier 💌

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On certain, especially soft days, Chanyeol would be secretly watching you from behind the kitchen door, which was thankfully wide enough to hide him away, lest you find him ogling you. Not that it mattered, you were his girlfriend. He was allowed to stare. But he liked catching you in your moments of complete unawareness, because that’s when you seemed the most beautiful to him.

(second only to the times when you’re beneath him and about to come on his cock. fuck, nothing beats that.)

Unaware you were, annoyed at your tall, dumbass boyfriend for always putting your favourite snacks up on the top shelf so he had to help you out every time you wanted to eat something, and he’d ask for kisses in return for his “tremendous help in your dire times of starvation and need”. More often than not, you never got to eat those snacks because kissing Chanyeol never just ended in kissing.

Not to mention how he had a serious kink for kitchen sex.

Chanyeol heard you groaning from your repeated failures to reach the jar of your favourite cookies, and he was sure you couldn’t get any cuter than that. Casting one last, fond glance at you, he finally moved away from his temporary hideout to come and stand behind you. He wrapped his arms, firm and unwavering, around your waist, and he felt you stiffen.

Oh, he could feel you getting ready to go off on him.

“Yeol, you need to stop putting my food up th-”

Before you could even begin your little rant on how he’s just ignorant towards the hardships of being small, Chanyeol was holding you up and over his head, Lion King style, to help you reach your snack jar. You weren’t sure if you wanted to yell or laugh. So you settled for an airy little giggle.

Seeing the jar safe in your arms, Chanyeol slowly lowered you down, and as soon as your feet were stable and against the floor, he leaned in, rosy lips puckered up for a kiss of gratitude from you. You could only huff as you placed the jar onto the kitchen island and moved in towards him, pecking his eager lips and watching them spread out into a lazy, but smug grin.

“You gotta stop putting the snacks on the top shelf, Chanyeol. It’s exhausting, okay?”

“Okay, I promise I won’t do it again.”, he said with all the calm sincerity of an angel.

You caught his fingers crossed behind his back anyway, and you could only laugh and flick his forehead. What a dork. He was lucky you loved him.

“Can we watch The Lion King later?”

“Shut up, Chanyeol.”

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Hidden Beauty - m

trying to keep your identity a secret from the world had his challenges, especially when a boy with a goofy smile decides to give you his attention.

pairing: chanyeol x female reader

genre: smut, fluff, hybrid!au

word count: 6000+

A/N: This is the first scenario I’ve written in over 3 years, so please be nice, lol. I’ve been in a huuuuuge Chanyeol space for like weeks now and this fic had to be done. 

Growing up, you had a faint idea of how you wanted to live your life. Maybe you wanted to find someone who loved you and stay with them the rest of your life until you became old and had grey hairs. Maybe you even wanted to find someone who would want to marry you. But it never worked like that for your kind.

Through the years, the hybrids slowly mixed in with the humans. It was a bit weird the first time the two species mixed, seeing people like you but without ears and a tail, and it frightened you in a sense. The human kids would mess with you, pulling on your ears or stick gum to your long, fluffy tail. You got over it, though. As years passed, it became more natural to see the hybrids becoming friendlier with the humans.

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Baekhyun tightens his hold on you as both of you slowly dance to the song in the background. It didn’t matter if there were people in there watching you guys. He wanted to cherish his first dance with you as husband and wife.

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Baekhyun always had a very different definition of romance. He once showed up at your doorstep with all of his belongings. When you gave him a confused look, he declared that he had come to live with the most beautiful girl.

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Saturday nights with Baekhyun consisted wearing matching face masks, drinking wine and watching sappy rom-coms.

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Baekhyun asked your hand in marriage by winning a kangaroo plushy from the claw machine because he couldn’t win the ring plushy but he did promise to make you the happiest person alive you said yes.

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Baekhyun had many hobbies. But favorite one was to flirt with shamelessly even after 5 years of dating.

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Getting to know Baekhyun was like getting to the brightest star in the universe.