the headlines: this isn’t because of anyone in the community. all my reasons are personal. my blog will stay up—along with sideblogs like @xinganhao—and my writing will not go anywhere. my time here has been nothing short of extraordinary, and i am extremely grateful for every little interaction. what a joy and a privilege it has been.
the longer story will be under the cut for anybody who might want more of an ‘explanation’. for what it’s worth, thank you, thank you, thank you. ylangelegy/studioeisa and xinganhao only existed because of each of you.
may you always be happier than me.
see you when i see you. :)
💙 kae
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you didn’t have to click ‘read more’, so if you did, thanks again.
i say this is the ‘longer’ story, but it will still remain somewhat abridged. i’ve started working five jobs to stay afloat e.g. rent, daily expenses, the eldest-daughter-in-an-asian-family expectations of providing (#iykyk). at the same time, i’ve gone back to school and i’m putting myself through night classes. the reason why i’m ‘leaving’ this side of tumblr, i guess, is just Life in general. once you have all that going on, writing fanfiction start to feel like a luxury. i wish i could keep doing it, but i find myself in survival mode more often than not.
there is, too, just a general shift in interests. SEVENTEEN remains near and dear to my heart, but i’ve struggled in writing creatively for them for months. i don’t feel like the last couple of fics i wrote were anything i did for myself, which probably contributed to me falling out of love with being studioeisa. whether i will ever have that spark back again is not something i can definitively say.
i don’t want to make any promises i can’t keep. in an ideal world, i do not have to work myself to the bone and i have the time to write 100k words of xu minghao fanfic. but this is the world we live in. and, man.
before this gets too sad: i will be keeping this blog up. everything i have ever written was mine once; it’s all yours now. i hope it brings you joy (even if my favorite genre always had been angst). i hope it is everything you need it to be. i’m still semi-active in some of my other fandoms, and i check tumblr/discord every so often. drop a note before the lines get busy. i don’t always respond but i see it and appreciate it deeply every single time.
i said no promises—so, instead, a prayer: i hope our paths cross again.
take care, eat well, be happy. good morning, and in case i don’t see ya: good afternoon, good evening, and good night.
quick transmission after two months of radio silence. been a really tough couple of weeks, and i owe a lot of responses/reblogs/reads. big apologies. but also: thank you, thank you, thank you for all the grace i was afforded this past year. i hope 2026 is kinder and gentler to all of us. good morning, and in case i don't see ya—good afternoon, good evening, good night... and happy new year!!! 🩵
i've been keeping up with your work since just a little too soon, which (i think) was some time in october of last year, but haven't ever really felt the need to leave an ask like this until now.
i found ylangelegy when i was in a weird place where i was just super bored of life 😭, and your blog gave me something to look forward to. or more like ?? something to enjoy that wasn't part of all the draining stuff that comes with being an adult
i don't have the time anymore to sit in that kind of headspace (thankfully), and i also don't have the time to check tumblr everyday like i used to. but i still think of your work—and you—quite often, and when i do, i'll check in to see what you've been up to and how you're doing
anyways. i just wanted to thank you for making art that has stuck with me. i love your work i love u i hope you're doing great and better than i am always x 💗
this was so sweet that it genuinely devastated me a bit ｡°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡ thank you for sticking around, my love!!! i get what you mean about being bored with your life and looking out for something to fill that void; that is, i think, why i rejoined tumblr in the first place. i'm also not in the same headspace as i was before, but i think there's something rather beautiful in that!!! both of us being in better places is something to celebrate. if you are grateful for my work, then i am grateful that it's reached you. i hope you're happier than me—hell, i hope we're both always happy—and please remember there's always space for you here 💌
happy one year anniversary kae!!! 🎉 caratblr is so lucky to have you. thank you for being the first person to talk to me when i joined a couple months after. thank you for making me feel welcomed. even when life’s busy, i always think of you & your words as they’ve been such a bright spot for me this past year. i hope you’ve been doing truly okay. i hope there have been little joys that remind you of who you are and what you love. and even if things haven’t always been easy, i hope you’ve still been able to find good times to look back to. you’re so, so loved here, and i’ll always be cheering you on 🫶🏼💙
celeste!!! i am not in my own inbox as often as i probably ought to be and so i'm terriblyyy late, but thank you for always being so kind to me. i don't deserve your sweetness and i hope you're always happier than me x
hellooooo, i love love love your fics, and im (politely) BEGGING you for more fics of the lost in translation couple
i want more of them too, babe </3 HCJNAJKSDC sometimes i feel like the lost in translation couple is in a good place & i don't want to bother them. sometimes i am compelled to write 5k more words of their story. we'll see how it ends up!!! but tysm for expressing ur (polite) interest, my love
after years of on and off being on tumblr, i rejoined last year to publish my first ever reader insert/kpop fic (aventus creed). since then, i've had the immense pleasure of publishing stories here & over at @xinganhao, i've co-hosted a collaboration with some of the coolest writers i know, and i've met amazing people from all over the world!!! right now, i will admit i'm a lot more tapped into writing for a different fandom haha but that doesn't take away from the fact that this main blog has been proof of love. all of you have made me possible.
i'm in a very different place from where i was when i first started blogging again. whether you've known me as ylangelegy (wowza!), xinganhao, or kwondotcom, all i can really say is thank you for giving me the space to be. hopefully more stuff ahead. like i always say: please don't be a stranger. good morning, and in case i don't see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night! 🍰 <𝟑 kae
seungcheol isn't the type to leave hickeys. he prefers to leave his mark in different ways.
★ genre/warnings: 18+ content. pwp, soft dom!seungcheol, lewd language, fingering, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, pet name ('sweetheart'). this fic was sponsored by fragrantica. word count: 993.
It's the black currant that hits you first. It lingers the most— the woody top note, rounded off with the complex blend of bergamot.
It's never quite as strong when you only catch it in passing, but it lingers. In the elevator. In the hallway. The clearest indicator that he's already here, somewhere. Always a step ahead of you.
The base notes of birch and cedarwood only really hit once you're within his vicinity. You have to be in the same room to catch a whiff of it. Earthy and raw; hints of smoke and leather. It's a cooling, prickly scent, which is a small grace.
At least it doesn't overwhelm your senses when he has your back pressed against the door of the recording studio.
If anything, it's the bite of citrus that always gets you. The bright, tangy scent of lemon that's meant to be clean and refreshing.
There is nothing clean about the way Seungcheol's tongue dips in to your mouth, the way he swallows up every pretty little sound that you make.
There is nothing refreshing about the almost lazy way he kneads your breasts over your shirt, the way he relishes at the feeling of your pebbled nipples underneath the calloused pads of his thumb.
When he pulls away suddenly, leaving you whining about the loss, he lingers for only a moment. Seungcheol had the capacity to be cruel if he wanted to, but not today.
"I know the studio is soundproof," he coos in to the crook of your neck as he nips at your pulse point, as he leaves open-mouthed kisses down the column of your throat. His hands never leave your hips because he wants to keep you in your place. Wants you to remember where you belong.
"But let's still try to be quiet, hm? Can you do that for me?"
And how could you ever deny Seungcheol, really, when he speaks and looks and smells like that? When he waits for you to nod and hums happily at your assent? When he rewards you immediately, with his hands slipping lower, and lower, and lower?
When you bury your face in to his shoulder to hold back your moans, he hooks your thigh up his waist and pulls you flush against him. He holds you steady, holds you tight, as his fingers curl deep inside of you. He whispers sweet nothings in to the side of your temple— litanies of you're so perfect and you're doing so well, contrasting the relentless place he's set.
This close, you can pick up on the fresh scent of pineapple. Seungcheol is a big believer in applying cologne where it matters. Neck, chest, pulse points.
And so it's always the sweet, tropical fruit that's there as he coaxes you to finish, as he revels in the feeling of you tightening around his fingers and biting back your screams. Because he is also a big believer in having you finish first.
After that, though, he doesn't hesitate to take.
He'll guide you on to the too-small couch until you're sprawled out underneath him, where he promises to give you exactly what you want once he's had his fill. He'll take your clothes off for you, and if anything is in the way— a stubborn button, a stuck zipper— he'll just rip the damn thing off.
"Sorry, sweetheart, couldn't help it. I'll get you a new one, alright? I'll get you everything you want," he promises you.
His attempts at appeasing you pale in comparison to the way he practically slams his aching cock inside of you, not even bothering, this time, to make you beg for it. Not when he wants it just as badly. He has half a mind to clamp one of his hands over your mouth, to muffle the shriek that rips out of you at the suddenness of it all.
It never seems to matter if he's opened you up, if he's scissored his fingers in to you for God-knows-how-long. You're always so tight around him, taking him so well, that he can't help but let out a guttural groan himself.
Seungcheol is a busy man, so he makes good use of his time.
He bullies in to your weeping cunt until you're writhing underneath him, until his palm is slick with your saliva and your teeth are catching on his fingers. He's a little better at keeping quiet than you are, but the occasional grunt will escape him— when your eyes roll back, when you flutter around him, when your pussy only seems to suck him in more.
At this point, the mossy, tropical notes of his cologne are a little harder to pick up, but he never fails to remind you of them as he angles himself to push in to you deeper, as he leans down to breathe absolute filth into your ear.
"How am I supposed to resist you when you look like that, sweetheart? How am I supposed to not lose my mind?"
"You're lucky I didn't spot you in the hallway. I would've taken you then and there. You would've liked that, hm? Want everybody in this whole goddamn company to know who fucks you stupid?"
"God, look at you. Getting all tight and wet at the thought. Maybe I should just let you scream, sweetheart. Maybe we can test just how good the soundproofing in this studio is—"
When all is said and done, once he's dragged you to finish another time— together, sweetheart, together with me, okay?— he takes care of you in the way that only he can. Promises of new clothes he'll probably tear off again, if he had his way. Praises of you, you, you.
Seungcheol isn't the type to leave hickeys. He prefers to leave his mark in different ways.
When the two of you walk out of that studio, he makes sure he's not the only one who smells like Creed's Aventus.
"Ten years, I’ve been using it since debut… The reason why I still keep using this perfume is that once I arrive in the company and go to the practice room, starting from the elevator, they’ll know I’m coming. It became my trademark." [S.COUPS and DINO exposing each other 🤣 Switching their bags to show what's inside 👜 by W Korea]
kae omd who blessed your mind and your hands bro you’re genuinely so talented 。゜゜(´Ｏ`) ゜゜。
i’m truly such a big fan of all your works, your writing style is something i rarely see in media and all of your fics definitely wow me and i’m literally looking forward to going home rn so i can properly sit down and binge your works ( ´ ꒳ ` ) ♡
of course, no rush at all but i just wanted to let you know how excited i am for part 2 of both the final defense of the dying and keeping score, considering they’re written for my bias & bias wrecker, i’ve definitely grown to love both of those fics with all my heart (i wrote a whole commentary ab keeping score on my reblog haha, no pressure to read it or anything tho it’s basically just me yapping about how much i love that fic hahahaha)
i can’t wait to see what you put out in the future and just know that i’m here to support you in anyway i can! much love sent your way ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡
hello, sweetheart!!! (..◜ᴗ◝..) this was such a cute message, i'm in shambles,, thank you for being so kind to me. i appreciate the love for tfdod and keeping score, both of which took an absurd amount of time to write ahdkmakldmcda. i think i vaguely remember seeing the notif for your review, although i will need to tap into it again very soon :'-) you've made my day with this ask, and i hope you have a morning/evening/afternoon as lovely as you x
been a while, but hello, everybody! back from vacation (thank you to everybody who gave me tips & advice; they were incredibly helpful!!!) & just trudging through the last of my really heavy work obligations 𐔌՞꜆. ̫.꜀՞𐦯 hoping to be a little more active for writing svt again, especially as october marks one year on this blog (!!!). until then, here are some of my film shots from my time away hehe ⋆.📷˚
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