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[kk-iki]

tears in my eyes, this was literally the sweetest thing to wake up to. i’m going to hold this close to my heart for a long time. i adore you so much and i am so happy you’re here 💌

day one hundred and seventy nine of documenting what i do in a day to cultivate a sweeter life for myself. well, i'm glad that the whole dilemma with people asking why i won't write male - centered content seems to be behind me. hopefully i can spend the rest of my vacation actually relaxing. . .as much as i can when my dad's here, i guess.

you can find my progress under the #kiki's diary. tag.

08.18.25 — quite unfortunately, i think i still love you. i know asking you to come back is pointless. you have made up your mind.

what i did:

posted a substack piece before i went to bed

woke up at 9:00 am

set my intentions and said my prayers

made the bed

checked out of the hotel

spent a few hours on the road

picked up a snack and a drink at the gas station (ended up giving my snack to my brother because he didn't get to buy anything with how my dad was rushing him for literally no reason)

visited harvard (their bookstore is so lovely)

had dinner at a lobster bar

coordinated with my school again

checked into the next hotel

did some journaling

worked on my novel

what i’ll do:

drink at least a bottle of water ♡

give myself a compliment ♡

eat a warm meal ♡

check my mail ♡

we're finally out of the humid, sticky summer weather! it was pleasantly cool when we visited harvard's campus and checked into the hotel; i am so glad i finally have an excuse to wear the cute baggy jeans i packed. my friends have been keeping me sane, too; i don't think i would have been able to rein in my temper as much as i have if it weren't for them cheering me on behind the screen.

thank you for being here, even when i'm not going uphill like this. i love you forever.

xo, kiki

[kk-iki]

good evening my angels. a new substack piece is out, about the experience of being an american - born daughter of two immigrants, in a land i cannot call home that is tucked away from the eyes of the whitewashed concept of asia. i'm a bit tired but i had to write this in at least some way because it's been in the back of my mind for what feels like ages.

fair warning, it's a longer read than what i usually put out. i love you.

[kk-iki]

day one hundred and seventy nine of documenting what i do in a day to cultivate a sweeter life for myself. well, i'm glad that the whole dilemma with people asking why i won't write male - centered content seems to be behind me. hopefully i can spend the rest of my vacation actually relaxing. . .as much as i can when my dad's here, i guess.

you can find my progress under the #kiki's diary. tag.

08.18.25 — quite unfortunately, i think i still love you. i know asking you to come back is pointless. you have made up your mind.

what i did:

posted a substack piece before i went to bed

woke up at 9:00 am

set my intentions and said my prayers

made the bed

checked out of the hotel

spent a few hours on the road

picked up a snack and a drink at the gas station (ended up giving my snack to my brother because he didn't get to buy anything with how my dad was rushing him for literally no reason)

visited harvard (their bookstore is so lovely)

had dinner at a lobster bar

coordinated with my school again

checked into the next hotel

did some journaling

worked on my novel

what i’ll do:

drink at least a bottle of water ♡

give myself a compliment ♡

eat a warm meal ♡

check my mail ♡

we're finally out of the humid, sticky summer weather! it was pleasantly cool when we visited harvard's campus and checked into the hotel; i am so glad i finally have an excuse to wear the cute baggy jeans i packed. my friends have been keeping me sane, too; i don't think i would have been able to rein in my temper as much as i have if it weren't for them cheering me on behind the screen.

thank you for being here, even when i'm not going uphill like this. i love you forever.

xo, kiki

[kk-iki]

mom left me unattended in a bookstore and somehow did not think to look for me under the big beautiful baskerville font poetry sign. . .it’s like she doesn’t even know who i am.

[kk-iki]

not funny anymore i’m deadass experiencing heytea matcha withdrawals 😭 get me out!

[kk-iki]

Hello sweetheaartt

I wanted to know--- will there be a continuation of sieve or is that serie finished?

hi koshka baby! as of right now, sieve is completed and i don’t have plans to continue it with any sequels or anything like that. i wrote it when i was in a very tender and delicate space, and i think re - entering that would bring with it a lot of the emotions i told myself i would leave behind. so for now, sieve is all done. thank you for asking, my baby. i love you forever x

[kk-iki]

i’d like to note that i’ve received not one, not two, but four asks from them since yesterday evening.

these anons r frying me man… how do you find one of the only blogs (that ive seen at least..) that write them as women then come into their ask box to demand they write men ??? theres no way theyre being serious i refuse to believe that

it’s just so baffling 😭 i’m being honest when i say i am not a big blog. i get an average of probably five notes per post and i don’t post frequently, and part of me is wondering if this is just some internet troll that gets off on causing trouble. i’m not even sure how they found me. nevertheless i’ll be deleting any future asks from them, so hopefully that’s the end of that lol

[kk-iki]

these anons r frying me man… how do you find one of the only blogs (that ive seen at least..) that write them as women then come into their ask box to demand they write men ??? theres no way theyre being serious i refuse to believe that

it’s just so baffling 😭 i’m being honest when i say i am not a big blog. i get an average of probably five notes per post and i don’t post frequently, and part of me is wondering if this is just some internet troll that gets off on causing trouble. i’m not even sure how they found me. nevertheless i’ll be deleting any future asks from them, so hopefully that’s the end of that lol

[kk-iki]

hello, my loves. a new substack piece is up. i don't think i'm proud of this one. it feels a bit like a confession, and it's very clearly unedited. this is all i can give right now. i'm sorry. i love you.

[kk-iki]

day one hundred and seventy eight of documenting what i do in a day to cultivate a sweeter life for myself. i might have enjoyed today a little more if i weren't constantly having to deal with people trying to infringe on my creative process. if you know you know. seriously, what are you even doing here?

you can find my progress under the #kiki's diary. tag.

08.17.25 — you want blood, and i promised.

what i did:

woke up at 6:00 am

set my intentions and said my prayers

made the bed

went for breakfast at the hotel

went back up to my room and did my daily journaling

got ready for the day

went to see the statue of liberty

did lunch and got matcha afterwards

answered some asks here and there

headed out to fifth avenue

visited central park after a brief stop in some of the shops

got caught in a summer thunderstorm (my track 10 moment)

got more matcha once i returned to the hotel

revived the skeleton of my debut novel and started fleshing it out more, in a way that's more reflective of me

wrote a bit for an upcoming substack piece

what i’ll do:

drink at least a bottle of water ♡

give myself a compliment ♡

eat a warm meal ♡

check my mail ♡

it was hot as hell today, so i was already having major heat aggression, but the sheer gall and disrespect of some of the people in my inbox (and some of the people in my life, cough, my dad) only made it worse. even so, i think tonight ended on a somewhat positive note. not perfect, never quite there, but better than how it started.

thank you very much for being here despite the downward plummets of my mood and environment. summer is a loving season, but it can be so evil. i love you and i am glad you're here.

xo, kiki

[kk-iki]

bug bites everywhere. even (especially) on my ASS.

[kk-iki]

anon from @.kk-iki here! idk who you are but you have no idea how full of yourself you sound btw! saying that im stupid and need to grow up for wanting to read HER writing specifically but with men is a little crazy bc i rly dont think its that serious. i literally complimented her writing and said i wish she would just branch out more for the people reading her work and suddenly i have all these internet warriors coming after my throat??? yall wild. stay safe tho ig <3

I will agree with you on a handful of things; that Kiki’s writing is stunning and that people should branch out more.

However, you’re missing the fact that Kiki blatantly said she would not write men— simply because she cannot capture the experience truthfully, and thus leaves it up to other writers.

You can be disappointed, or even be a little upset about it, but that doesn’t give you the right to call an author—whom you claim to enjoy—selfish for her stance.

If you missed, she’s addressed it here, here, here, and here

Truth be told, if you don’t like the fact he only writes for women, you don’t like any of her work at all. I’m not even the target audience, but even I can appreciate the writing and the story for what it is— sapphic media written by a sapphic

If the idea of a writer not writing about men or pandering to male audience makes you so upset you would not only complain to that writer, but then proceed to go after the people defending them, that says more about you then it does anyone else.

Find other male-focused things to read, maybe then you could find someone else to argue with properly.

[kk-iki]

i need it to be known very explicitly that i do not drink matcha performatively. i am drinking it because i am asian and have been drinking it since people were saying it tastes like grass. i don't drink it because it's trendy i drink it because i'm fairly sure 90% of my bodily fluid composition is ceremonial grade

[kk-iki]

your way of speaking and your prose is so sophisticated 😵‍💫 one thing had me curious though because i haven’t ever heard this word before. what’s a parure…sorry if that’s a stupid question lolol

this made me smile and very heavily consider twirling around in the middle of central park. no such thing as a stupid question, my love. you are so sweet and i love you so much!

the modern definition of a parure is a jewelry set that is meant to be worn together. the one i talk about in my most recent substack piece would count as a demi - parure back then, since it doesn’t come with a brooch. it’s just a necklace, earrings, and a bracelet.

a parure back then was a full set of jewelry—usually a necklace, a bracelet, earrings, and a brooch. they would sometimes feature tiaras or aigrettes, and other coordinating pieces; these were often reserved for royalty.

i think right now, a demi - parure is two pieces meant to be worn together, while a parure is any combination of three or more jewelry pieces meant to be worn together. for future reference, i’ll refer to demi - parures and parures as they were defined back then for my fantasy au.

thank you so much for your ask, baby. i love you forever x

[kk-iki]

VIET WRITER? IN THE COD FANDOM? how do you survive the war jokes? and will you ever write a viet reader? (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE-)

haha yes! 100% viet, i gotta rep my community, even with the disconnect from my heritage. i was born to two immigrants, so there’s always that slight gap between my identity and who i feel like i’m supposed to be—who i could have been if i was born in the motherland.

surprisingly, i haven’t gotten any of those jokes yet. i think it’s because i’ve done a good job of curating what i consume in this fandom, and i don’t surround myself with people who would make jokes like that in that way. that, and i’m not sure many people knew that i’m viet.

as for the possibility of a viet reader in my fics, the answer is yes. it’s something i absolutely want to try my hand at sometime—i rarely see any asian readers in general, much less southeast asian readers, that aren’t slotted crookedly under the umbrella of ‘poc reader’ that somewhat fails to encapsulate the nuances of our culture. it’s something i want to bring to the community if i can, for sure.

let me know if you or anyone else would be interested in seeing that from me! all my love xx

[kk-iki]

get behind me kiki! people who complain about what you write don’t deserve to read your work if that’s how they’re going to behave about it 😒😒😒 your writing is phenomenal and i see so many readers in your future for sure

my precious baby i love you so badly!! thank you so much omg. this has all been a little discouraging but it’s overwhelming kindness like yours that makes it a little easier to breathe. sending you all of my love xx

[kk-iki]

BOYYY LET ME KNOWW IF THIS IS CARELESS III 😩😩😩

COULD BE TORN BETWEEN TWO ROADS AND I JUST CAN’T DECIDE!!