#sorry friends I've kept hanging for a while 😬

[darkkitty1208]

Sooooo. Hi. I'm back from the dead.

Some updates for if anyone is interested at all (under cut for those who, well, are not):

IRL is not doing Super Great but it could be worse and thankfully it isn't. The Horrors persist but so do I

I've been at a low the past few weeks (emotionally and err, otherwise) and have been generally lethargic lately but I'm building myself back up and that's all that matters, I think. Otherwise I am doing pretty fine :v

I think part of the reason why I've been so afraid to come back on here is because I felt the need (not pressure, just like, an incessant urge) to create more fics to post and share. And I know there's no real pressure here and if anything I write for myself, but still. The feeling is there.

Speaking of which: I've been distancing myself from writing these days and I wasn't exactly sure why, and it took me a while to understand why I was reacting that way. So creating and writing for me requires a feeling of creative fulfillment and I've been lacking that lately. These days all I've been doing is writing out prompts and barely putting in the effort to write anything substantial or, yk. Something I can be passionate about or proud and satisfied of. Not that I wasn't enjoying it, there's still several works I'm proud of and loved writing like the Stephen healing arc fic from about a month or so ago, but I needed to feel like it was less an obligation and more like how I intended it to be: a fun, no-pressure, enjoyable hobby. I'm gonna be directing my works towards that now and focus on how *I* feel about it first before others. (For a long time I thought I understood that well enough to actually do it, but dear god is it easier said than done. Been writing for I think nearly 4 years now and I still struggle with this for some reason. Ugh. The brain can be weird sometimes.)

But anyway; I am not quitting, I will keep writing, I'm sorry I was gone for so long and without warning (again) xP

Also. I cut my thumb by accident with a knife (I was slicing an apple, I do not like the skin of apples) the other day and it is Not ideal. Typing this out on mobile and by thumbs is Not a great idea. Ouchies. Another reason I haven't been writing.

Anyway. That's probably everything. For now I'll try to catch up on all the things I've missed while gone! :D

[biaswreckingfics]

Just wanted to request yeosang angst 8 + suggestive 75 and I wanted to say I really loved blurred lines! Can't wait for your future works!!

Yeosang + Angst/Fluff -The suggestive prompt turned fluffy?? Now that I've reread the prompt, I'm picturing an entirely different story and I kind of hate this. I'm sorry 😬😔. Also, thank you!! You're amazing ❤️❤️😭😭-

(I don't like them. I like you. + I think I've made my intentions clear.)

When the secretary rings your desk and tells you that someone is here to see you, you're sure she's mistaking you for someone else. You've never had someone visit you at your job before and you can't imagine who would be doing it now. Still, you hop in the elevator and ride down to the first floor.

As soon as the doors open, you step out and make your way to the front desk. Searching for someone familiar, you stop short when you recognize a dark head not that far away from you. His black hair faces you while he looks around, and mixed emotions swirl inside of you.

Kang Yeosang. The man you've been harboring feelings for. The one who was hanging around some pretty blonde at San's party. The image of his arm around her shoulders is still burned into your retinas. You remember having to leave the party early just so you wouldn't have to witness it anymore. 

Working up the nerve, you walk up to him. "Yeosang?"

He spins around and greets you with a blinding smile. "Hey! I hope I'm not interrupting work or anything?"

You shrug. "That depends on what you're here for."

His hand, which he has had hidden from you this entire time, comes out from behind his back. He holds a bouquet of your favorite flowers out to you and says, "These are for you."

Gingerly, you take the bouquet and admire the fresh flowers. They're beautiful, but you're confused. "Thank you. They're lovely, but what's the occasion?"

"I was hoping you'd be available to go to lunch with me?"

"Right now?"

He nods. "If that's alright."

"Like as a date or as friends catching up?"

Amusement colors his features and he smiles. "Like a date."

"Oh," you quietly respond, surprised by the events taking place. Yeosang is asking you out? He came all the way to your work with flowers to ask you out? "Why?"

He looks surprised by your response, and you can see that he's suddenly unsure of himself.

"Because I like you."

You swear you're becoming more and more dumbfounded by the moment. Did Yeosang really admit to liking you or is your imagination running wild?

"I thought you liked someone else…"

He jerks his head back and furrows his brows. "Who?"

Embarrassed by having to admit that you were watching him, you mumble, "That girl at San's party. You seemed like you knew her well."

His eyes look to the side as he tries to recall who you're talking about. Waiting  you see the moment he gains clarity.

"Are you talking about Wooyoung's cousin? The blonde?" He asks and you nod. He shakes his head with a smile. "Wooyoung asked us to make sure we kept her company since she didn't know anyone else. That's all that was."

"Oh…" you trail off feeling a little stupid.

Yeosang takes a step closer to you and catches your gaze. "I don't like her. I like you, and I think I've made my intentions pretty clear."

His eyes fall to the bouquet in your hand and then they glance around your building. When he looks back at you, he gives you a soft smile and asks, "So, do you want to go on a date with me?"