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CLOSING TOMORROW

account will be officially closed tomorrow temporarily, thank you.

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temporary closing + hiatus + rant

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hello hello!

its misty, i want to get straight to the case so... here.

: : t a b l e ☻f c☺n t e n t s : :

- closing

º hiatus

- rant

closing

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so, after a couple of months and progressing through a couple of works and on top of that drafts/drabbles, i have felt bored as well as stressed and just sick of certain things that i'm sure various writers might have experienced at some point (i will be going into detail in the rant part of this post). therefore, i felt as if this account is rather dead and at first i just wanted to experiment with other platforms for my works and this just barely made the cut; later was that i felt that same way as many different writers on my dashboard that have considered deactivating their blogs because of lack of interaction and feedback. this doesn't mean i have decided to deactivate and delete this blog completely; however it does imply that it could become a future possibility. i have decided that it is for the best to temporarily close this account, in a way in which i will not post at all only check interactions, copy my drafts, and check messages. thankfully, i am active on my twitter and still post some taekook aus on there but not regularly (as expected). the blog will close april 9th.

hiatus

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tw: loved one death

as we all know well by now, i am fantastic at going on hiatus and here we are again. i've been on semi-hiatus for about a month and i'm currently in the middle of exams, 9 regular classes, as well as instrument lessons, and unfortunately recently my grandfather has passed away from covid. which i may add, my other [step] grandfather who caused my entire family to get covid but we also own up to it on our behalf for having a gathering, although small, during the climax of the pandemic. so with all this stress and work as well as my personal family problems and repetition with struggling with my mental health i find it incredibly difficult to continue to write, im sorry for that. along with the closing of this blog, i'm going to go on a full hiatus for these next few days until the closing of the blog and maintaining it that way for as long as needed (until end of blog closing approx.). also, please appreciate your writers. which leads me to my next point.

rant

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this past of this post is not related to the closing and hiatus but i'd still appreciate if you would read it. i believe i saw some writer writing about this exact same topic earlier in the year cus one particular moot i really liked reblogged it and i didn't completely relate with what they meant at that time but now as someone who has started to take their writing more seriously, i fully understood why they were outraged by ghost reading and lack of interactions. first, people need to understand that writers work their ASSES off to write the stories you love. seeing people read your work and just simply like it, without giving you any comment or ideas of what they think, or how they feel about, or how the writer can improve is really stressful and just completely useless to a writer. why? because without feedback, a writer can't grow (and can't please their audience for the most part). which is why i'm here to rant. it doesn't take a day to type a short comment on how the story was, in fact, it only takes a few seconds out of your day to help someone progress. this leads to writers permanently closing their accounts because of ghost reading, and what enrages us [writers] more is how the second a writer mentions how they feel like their interactions are low, no one likes their work, and they are considering closing their account everyone rushes to their asks or starts leaving comments in attempt to persuade them to stay when they should have already been trying to appreciate their writer. now, i understand being shy and not wanting to bother a writer but think of it like this:

a stressed writer has 3 ongoing works and they get rather very little interactions, although you are shy you leave a simple comment "loved the update !!💗 " and that on its own shows, how even with the stress the writer has written a good story someone likes.

i understand being afraid a writer might get upset because you are bothering them with a simply notification, but there is no need because most of the time the writer wants to hear their audience and it helps them remain positive. i hate to sound desperate for interactions, but this is not the case since, i and many other writers feel that we need and deserve to be told what you think of the work, whether good or constructive criticism it is still appreciated.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE, on the behalf of all writers, unless they have asked to not be giving feedback; PLEASE, give us your thoughts on our works, it keeps us from loosing motivation and continue writing works YOU love. <33

anddddddd no outro, but you can see me yelling and dying over whatever in the tags sooo... also here's my masterlist!!!

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transferring my works to ao3 :DD

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its really frustrating when writers dont get feedback or interactions with their works and since they dont they choose to go on hiatus and suddenly everyone wants to give them their opinion and voice their support, like its not hard to write three words “I LOVE THIS” etc. like where were you when i actually had the motivation to write??

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im taking a full break hiatus from writing atm not that yall give a fuck but just so you know 

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can yall actually tell me how im doing in my writing, cause tbh idk feedback isnt something i get,, and honestly i wasnt going to ask for it but here i am. idc if you tell me you hate it or not just anything on it would be nice : /

REGRETTED :: C.SAN

pairing :: fem reader  ✘ san

wc :: 1.1k

genre :: angst • suggestive

tags :: mini fic, oneshot, angst, breakup, fem reader, regret

author’s note :: i got the idea while reading @ poutybinz ‘s hcs on soobin’s size kink but idk how the hoodie concept came in or how i got the idea of a breakup from soobin size ink hcs??? but yk here’s san??? :D <3

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(o´ω`o)ﾉ⌒･*:.｡. .｡.:･゜ﾟ･ ❝ ˡᵉᵗ'ˢ ᵍᵒ~ᵎ ❞ ——-

it had only been around noon when i felt as if i could no longer swallow the cowardice hiding inside my body, it had felt like way to long since this was necessary. were we really going to…

‘no!- no..’ i sighed as i thought internally, will i ever get the guts to tell him what i truly want? suddenly i felt as if my feet were walking on their own, waltzing with hesitance in front of san’s figure. he had been distracted by the television before him but as i peeled his hoodie off of my now shivering body all eyes were on me.

it felt like an eternity taking off this sole piece of clothing, not mention oddly suggestive. i continued to run the dialogue of what i might say over and over again, reluctant of what would spill from my chapped lips soon after.

Keep reading

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pov: choi san kicks u in the face

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guys i posted-

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REGRETTED :: C.SAN

pairing :: fem reader  ✘ san

wc :: 1.1k

genre :: angst • suggestive

tags :: mini fic, oneshot, angst, breakup, fem reader, regret

author’s note :: i got the idea while reading @ poutybinz ‘s hcs on soobin’s size kink but idk how the hoodie concept came in or how i got the idea of a breakup from soobin size ink hcs??? but yk here’s san??? :D <3

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(o´ω`o)ﾉ⌒･*:.｡. .｡.:･゜ﾟ･ ❝ ˡᵉᵗ'ˢ ᵍᵒ~ᵎ ❞ -------

it had only been around noon when i felt as if i could no longer swallow the cowardice hiding inside my body, it had felt like way to long since this was necessary. were we really going to...

‘no!- no..’ i sighed as i thought internally, will i ever get the guts to tell him what i truly want? suddenly i felt as if my feet were walking on their own, waltzing with hesitance in front of san’s figure. he had been distracted by the television before him but as i peeled his hoodie off of my now shivering body all eyes were on me.

it felt like an eternity taking off this sole piece of clothing, not mention oddly suggestive. i continued to run the dialogue of what i might say over and over again, reluctant of what would spill from my chapped lips soon after.

san let out a devilish giggle catching me off guard as my shirt slipped up about an inch from before along with the hoodie.

it felt like running through a maze with a beast; unsure of where the next right turn was gonna be. my head was spinning and i fumbled with the hoodie, folding it nicely before meeting san’s blazing gaze. the tall man stood to his full height, towering over me with dark eyes and a cheeky smile. he wrapped and arm around my waist before pulling me into a deep embrace, savoring the scent lingering around my neck. my world had crashed the moment he laid his head on my shoulder, tightening his grip on my hips before i pushed him away with hesitance.

i couldn’t tell him, i couldn’t possibly do it. the way his eyes stared at me with determination and persistence, it felt like he was burning holes of guilt into my skin. that was until, i pulled away. his cat like gaze followed me intently, preventing me from spitting all the words i wanted to say.

“doll, what’s wrong?”, san said with a worried look, expression changing drastically from before.

“san, please don’t call me that..”

“babe- why? are you okay? is everything fin-?”

“san..i think we should break up.”, i finally spit out, leaving a bittersweet taste in my mouth.

“but- but why? i thought you wanted to- fuck!”, he managed to pull together with an empty tone. denial laced his voice, unable to process my previous statement.

“i don’t understand y/n...why?”

“bab- san, i don’t now-”

“why do you not know?! were you always just lying?-”

“san! i don’t fucking love you anymore, i’m sorry!”

the atmosphere was still and my head was spinning, the words that left my mouth felt like a crime. to this day if i could build a time a machine to go back and fix all my mistakes, simply, i would. this would be one of those mistakes. i couldn’t bring myself to look at him, and when i did, i met his glossy eyes. all the joy and life from his face had been completely drained, the color from his eyes felt to have disappeared and i was the culprit behind it.

could i have been anymore stupid? why did i have to say it like that?

not only his but my world fell apart too, we were the completion to each other but my sole stupidity and selfishness impeded me from remembering that and clearly he wanted me to realize it too.

feeling the pressure get to me, i handed him his hoodie with reluctance as i picked up my things from around the room before making my way to the door. just i reached to turn the nob my hand was grabbed by a crying san, his face was drenched in tears and he never looked more hurt than this.

once that first tear broke free, the rest followed in an unbroken stream. san bent forward where i stood before the door, and began begging for a chance to fix everything-- to receive a second chance. It was painful to see him like this, all I could do was look away in hopes to mask my regret, yet my own tears were starting to soak my cheeks. i could feel his grip on my wrist tightening, finding himself unable to let go, not knowing whether to be mad or to give up hope all together. he could hear my silent cries as my head continued to scream to let him go yet, i couldn't. i couldn't bring myself to look at him in this state, knowing i would only suffer more in the silent battle between us.

“san, i have to go..”, i finally choked out watching as his sparkling eyes stared at me in hopes of this all being a bad dream.

“you don’t h-have to, y/n..”

i nodded slowly, studying his trembling figure; acknowledging the hurt washed over his face.

“can- can i please get one last hug...”

“a kiss..”, he continued before trailing off, accepting his defeat.

“sannie..”, i said fondly, smiling through the tears, remembering that the weather is only sunny when we are under it, and it wouldn’t hurt to be under it one last time. i turned on my heel before meeting him face to face, inches away from his face...i’d never noticed how beautiful his eyes were until then, how rosy his cheeks got at these times, just how beautiful he was-- and i was willing to throw it all away. his lips were so alluring and soft, i felt a sequence tingle run down my spine as i recalled the way we used to kiss. then suddenly my nose touched his and his lips touched mine.

the kiss wasn’t rough, it was rather soft and passionate; so passionate that a spark hit my heart and i felt the tears blur my view once again. yet, before i knew it, it was already over...the feeling of emptiness rushed through my body as i felt all his warmth depart from me, his swollen face was all i could feel as i reluctantly let go.

it was one of us that had to rush into the hug, and it felt like it must be me. yet, almost as if on cue our bodies melted into each other’s and the warm spark once there dispersed all throughout us one last time.

“i love you angel, don’t forget that.”, san whispered with a head on my shoulder as he squeezed me softly, sharing a sense comfort with me i’ve never felt before.

“i love you too sannie.”

“even if you leave, i still love you.”

and with those last meaningless words, i had closed the door as i stared off into the distance with nothing left. only the feeling of emptiness and regret.

end of story

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came up with an angsty drabble...san you’re the victim

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i just read @poutybinz ‘s entire masterlist and yes i cried over five breakups that weren’t mine and felt less lonely for once

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atz cheaters

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KEONHEE | No Diggity

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ummm yk how in bittersweet mingi has a lip ring.... well i found fanart for it...hes a redhead, has the lip ring....guys....its him

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gonna try and shit out the chapter