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helloo! i've marked myself as on a hiatus but have still been active on here, so i think i should make it public that i'll be logging out for a while if not permanently ^^

i won't deactivate, so my fics are still accessible. though, many asks and text posts have been deleted, along with my side account, @/run2soobi.

i'm sorry for anyone who has awaited posts that i've said i'll write, but writing in itself has felt like more of a task than a hobby. but ty time again for appreciating my works while i had still made them ^0^

to my moots: i'm writing a post but!! it's long so idk when it'll be finished T0T

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i jus read ur txt works and wanted to say your writing is soo beautiful 😭😭

thank you :( i honestly find messages like this so kind because even if you don't reblog, even likes show appreciation but asks? you're such a kind person, and i hope the world treats you as nice as you treat its inhabitants

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20.01.2024 Twitter

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no post 2day as it's shabbat 💞

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#240117 : SUNOO의 💭 COLLAGE

collage ⋅ 1OO

SUNOO's first photos on his camera had been you, but not your face.

you were captured in the essence of how your love flows in earth. in the grasses, in a cat that had walked up to him, and in the skies. in the calls of seagulls, your voice had been there.

in all love, he found his way back to you.

YOUR first joke upon meeting had been about your contrast in personalities.

with you and sunoo having both times of the sun and moon rising, you found one particularly leaning into your projection to others- hence the formation of the kuromi and my melody duo.

in shows, doodles, and papers, he had always found his way onto you.

BOTH of you have a love for soft materials.

like your hearts, they are fragile and easy to nurture. and just like one has to the other, you plant the material in your hand in care for it.

the seed growing in your heart under the name of sunoo is watered with gifts and kisses, but silence too.

you love sunoo in flowers and photos.

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#240117 : KAI의 💭 REQUEST

hueka x reader

fluff ⋅ socmed

photos in the thread here:

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#240117 : JUNGWON의 💭 SILENT KISS

jungwon x reader

fluff ⋅ 2OO

"you kissed me first!" you yell, holding your lips as if they would melt away in the sun's attention. red by what you would hope to be the fault of the heat, you stand out. in general, of course, because with the shade jungwon is painted, you two are similar in more than one feature.

"no?" jungwon counteracts, furrowing his brows with his statement. if his lips didn't quirk up every few words, you'd take them with urgency considering your situation. "i leaned in, you kissed me!" definitely not cute. "so what?" "so what?" he quotes the words as if they're toxic, getting them off his tongue as soon as possible. he doesn't spit them onto the ground because they're yours, but lets the venom sit despite its harm. he's played the game before and isn't new to it. "so our titles could be revoked, that's what! "and don't get me started on the misunder-" definitely not heart racing. the way his face flushed brighter than before, a record at this point, amused you. he was silenced with a kiss. your kiss. does the emphasis matter in the end, though? if the risk is for nothing? "in broad daylight," he scoffs, looking away as if to get his eyes and mind coordinated. off of you. yet, his face is still aligned with yours when you cup his cheeks. "in broad daylight."

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A/N ⋅ oh, darla

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#240117 : SOOBIN의 💭 MISTER DIARY

soobin x reader

fluff ⋅ 2OO

in all instances of death, there is two things you stay true to. that death is the end and that it isn't. that the end of love marks grief and blocks all else from continuing. you stopped loving soobin when he first rejected you.

the carnations stopped showing around his fingers when they brushed against yours, and your heart stopped its samba. the world kept moving, but in the line of love, your sight was obscured. he turned you down with a smile, bowing peacefully with red ears. still, your eyes puffed under the stars that night. even in the embrace of the night, you wished he lie next to you. in the green pastures of grass, every sway continued. the days faded into a low saturation. it's not as if your world ended, no. the lights still flickered, and your cleats still gathered dirt on the lower half of your sole. it was mundane. the way your days passed without a subject to fawn over felt simple. despise is a strong word for it, so you'd settle with bore. your life was boring. but your life went on. and so did your love for little things. soobin thieved his way into his life as if begging not to pass. as if he knew that your love was over, but it was not gone. to be dead is to be forgotten, and he wouldn't let you forget him. not with the way he started sitting next to you more often and even toyed with your fingers at one point. your love was not forgotten. awoken, even. so, while you write in your diary again, breaking the bind after so long of leaving it closed, you ponder. will you invade my thoughts again, mister diary?

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A/N ⋅ experimental

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how do i get to your masterlist? :(

ㅤ ㅤ"love from © afterhoons."

it's simple, no need to fret :D the "love" links to my true navigation page, which contains my masterlist for txt and enhypen, my taglist form, my anons, and more! if you click "afterhoons", it will show information about me and my page!

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best feeling

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#231229 : ENHA's prolonged love.

ot7 x reader

fluff ⋅ socmed

heeseung (희승)

a childhood friendship that never stayed consistent.

jay (제이)

from seeing you afar in class, your head either down or turned in another direction, he vowed to himself to only see the front one day.

jake (제이크)

one who watches from afar.

jake -> beomgyu

sunghoon (성훈)

a victim of life's biggest threat: not showing the love you unknowingly gift.

hoon -> sunoo, yn -> sunoo

sunoo (선우)

a loverboy in secret.

jungwon (정원)

your one-sided rivalry.

without context, but you can believe that yn thinks jungwon is behind something malicious, hence their unease

ni-ki (니키)

one who was taught what love is by the beautiful carnations around him- and of course, the ones you give to others.

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A/N ⋅ first socmed post kinda nervous

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if requests are open, can i ask for streamer!kai x student!reader? yn would be so immersed into her work that she didn't notice that kai, a big streamer, was talking about her and that his fandom became sherlock homes just to find her

hello lovelyㅅ_ㅅ i only write for gender neutral!reader, but i hope the post still fits your tastes. it's queued for friday (UTC-6) ∘ ∘ ∘ this was overly fun to write, thank you.

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#231229 : ENHA's prolonged love.

ot7 x reader

fluff ⋅ socmed

heeseung (희승)

a childhood friendship that never stayed consistent.

jay (제이)

from seeing you afar in class, your head either down or turned in another direction, he vowed to himself to only see the front one day.

jake (제이크)

one who watches from afar.

jake -> beomgyu

sunghoon (성훈)

a victim of life's biggest threat: not showing the love you unknowingly gift.

hoon -> sunoo, yn -> sunoo

sunoo (선우)

a loverboy in secret.

jungwon (정원)

your one-sided rivalry.

without context, but you can believe that yn thinks jungwon is behind something malicious, hence their unease

ni-ki (니키)

one who was taught what love is by the beautiful carnations around him- and of course, the ones you give to others.

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A/N ⋅ first socmed post kinda nervous

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#240116 : YEONJUN의 💭 BLUE MORNING

yeonjun x reader

h/c, "children's book" ⋅ 5OO

your mornings were a messy blue. it hadn't mattered who was there with you, or who was the culprit of the mess. the sky continued to fade into its hue of blue. especially on the nights where your tears fell next to yeonjun's. despite the pad of his thumb and nest of a hair blocking your vision, the sky shone its blue.

it was shown that on nights, there could be different colors. on the day yeonjun confessed, it matched your blouse. and oh, was your blouse beautiful. he had everything planned out. to the constant hype from his friends, yeonjun was armored. but inevitably, he fell weak to your terracotta fabrics. to your beauty, that strikes him time and time again. he fell weak to you and loved you too much. loves you too much. but you are not one to complain. the sky turned blue. the month after, it presented a new hue: purple. the darker the sky, the brighter the stars, you read. and in a fit of curiosity, you were met with a purple sweater, garnering its stars like children. the cashmere sleeves looked so welcoming. and as the stars rested in your eyes, yeonjun came to mind. him and his purple sweater. him and the love you hold for him. whose arms will wrap around you in a lone night if not his? you cried into the sky. into the stars and trees, because you are loved. because you are loved out of want. out of hunger and ache and every emotion there is. and despite your tears, the sky turned to blue.

your morning was black one night. the stars were not there, and neither was the blue. in and after every argument, the skies were still blue. but now they were not. afraid, you were. yeonjun is a constant in your life, similar to the blue skies. every afternoon, he was there. in your coffee and the way you fold your clothes. yeonjun is there, serving as your sky. yeonjun was there. despite your irregular breaths, you sought to stay calm. your mornings shouldn't be this dark. this black or this eerie. so again, your tears fall. but there is no purple or blue. there is no sky, but an abyss. a void that hurts you endlessly. where is he?

when your eyes meet the void, it isn't there. the morning is blue again, and yeonjun places his hand on your waist softly. why? why when he kisses you, you make a mess of your pillows? why were the tears that seeped into layer after layer of your sheets forgotten? why, oh why have you fallen twice as hard once it hits you again? time after time, you realize that yeonjun is your sky. but what does that mean? does that mean he'll kiss you every dawn? will every peck serve as a morning call? will the birds come down on you when he hums to you while spinning you in the kitchen? maybe. but it's never a vow.

yeonjun is your blue morning, but he could be purple.

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A/N ⋅ thank you for reading

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