nospace is a terrible app since they’re ran by creators who supports nfts. also, the users harassed and called an 18 year old shawol a necrophile just because he made christmas imagines in a YAPPING app-
this is my first petition, and i’m pretty hopeful that people may see it and reply- (i’m sorry if i’m not too literate — english is not my strong suit)
This needs to stop getting normalised - it has almost been 6 years now.
(cw // content mentions dec 18th, mentions of suicide and cyber bullying)
I'm practicing this writing style that seems very poetic and hypnotising. It is also inspired by the man himself!
Please give me some feedback on how I could write better! I'd love to hear what you guys have to say! Annoying for me to say this all the time, but please do not harass me at all whatsoever. Writing is a form of a coping mechanism for the events that occurred and isn't supposed to offend anyone. If you don't like my content, just block me. My blog is a ot5 safe space and any sort of vile language or harassing messages over my stories will be blocked.
I see him laying on the floor, looking at the moon in the deep, crisp midnight sky above him. From the look of him, he must've been having a lot of thoughts about where he was and now, at this very moment next to me at the roof of his house.
I was his first girlfriend, and he had never thought that he would ever be with someone as loving and caring as I was. Seeing how he would reminisce about how he used to me, he would continuously think of himself as he was this young and naive little boy, constantly having thoughts that he wasn't good enough and that everything happening now was just an illusion.
Every time he forgets my name, a teardrop falls from my eye and I wouldn't even dare to look at his face when really, his body would spasm out of his consciousness and would tell him that he was still 14.
He never truly believed his age was 25 when I made him look at his ID that was inside of his wallet, making him stand up from his place and reach out from his back pocket to reveal a small leather fabric that his late father gave him. He could see his name, age, date of birth and even when he got his driver's licence. Yet, those cards would grab their legs and run away as his mind starts to play those dirty tricks on him.
He was having a midlife crisis, but he hasn't even used the age of 30. It was the most bizarre thing I've ever witnessed. Traumatic events could be due to his behaviour, but I've never seen it this bad at the point where he would feel like a stranger whenever someone says his name.
Now he's looking back at me, still with his tears in his eyes. He swiftly started panicking, thinking that he was going to lose me. I don't ever want him to feel this way, and so I leaned in for a warm embrace. I felt his arms behind me closing in, making me feel safe. His head was on his shoulder, with teardrops clearly pouring out. I stroked his head and I whispered to his ear that I'll never leave him, no matter what.
"I'm right here, Jonghyun."
I'm so sorry it was a bit sad, but that was all I could come up with lol
merry christmas/happy holidays guys! i hope you have/had a great day and you had received all the things you wanted! here’s a drawing i made for jokes!
jonghyun: *moans* key, why did you make me go butt first?
onew: i got something for key… i wonder where he is…
minho: ooh… same!
taemin: i’m finally home guys!
kkoongie: meow!
the doggies (roo, comme des and garçon), woof!
key: shush! don’t tell anyone!
credit (for the jonghyun part): @theokangkk (it was based on a dream he had)
also i AM tagging accordingly kindly shut the fuck up please and dni with my blog if you don’t like my content.
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