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guys its been more than a year stop liking my posts my writing was complete shit 😭

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let me just apologize to all my friends whom messages I haven't responded to I havE 11 PROJECTS DUE SPARE ME

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i swear the moment i saw him with the kids i fucking burst crying 😭

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hELLO DEAD FOLLOWERS

as I've said in a previous post, I will be quitting writing full time, it's a hard decision but the inspiration i had when I started writing is really gone, I've had my fun with my anons cheering me up and my constant followers supporting my fics, it's rough to say but thank you for brighting up my 2020. writing for ateez and txt was a ride of emotions and I'm looking forward to see them grow, they've inspired and fixed me so much and thank you will never be enough. it's been fun thanks to you guys and 600 is already a big following for me. Thank you so much. this will be the last time I'll be singing off.

💌 malsuk

#announcement #malsuk #thank you

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i don't get the point of y'all over criticizing writers and the way they write, whether it's the details of not fully describing something leave us alone we're already trying our best to write and it's not making us feel better

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guess who's quitting writing hehe 😗✌️

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serendipity | jeanmarco

the calm wind passes jean, his footsteps firm and heavy. he turns into an alleyway, head hung low. his blood-stained hand reaches for the door and opens it. the loud screech of the door made his ear twitch. a shaky breath escapes his mouth as one foot enters the unfamiliar place. the sound of the wooden flooring creaks throughout the house. its emptiness filled both jean and the house. the dust particles tingle around. sunshine peeks through the tainted window.

another tear slips as he vividly recalls the nickname he gave marco.

“ my sunshine “

as he lets go of the door handle after closing it, his knees grow weak. what he saw just minutes ago override his mind. he steps back only for his back to bump into the hard door. he lets out a sob, one he hasn’t made in so long. he bites his bottom lip, refusing to let another one out. as his legs give out, a loud thud comes next.

his fists tighten as he remembers everything they both went through. the excruciating hours of heavy training under the heat of the sun, only to sneak out to look at the stars together later at night. the moments they would sneak around to just simply kiss each other. the warmth he felt whenever he would see marco smile so brightly.

it was during another day of training, the scorching temperature slowed jean down as too the heavy odm gear they had. he remembers panting against a tree, trying to catch his breath. he heard a zip, then the sound of boots against the tree branch he was on. “ hey, we still have a few more hours, try not to wear yourself out too much, okay? ” marco stretches his hand out to jean. as jean looks up he pauses once seeing the smile that’s been stuck in his head for the entire day. the reason he couldn’t focus well. 

“ just why are you doing this? “ jean asks. a bit taken back, marco tries his best to reply “ well, i want to stay by your side. i want to be with you. “ he sheepishly smiles. jean takes marco’s hand but suddenly feels his heartbeat pick up pace. a tint of pink could be seen on jean’s cheeks. they both zip away, but maintaining distance enough to see each other. jean tries distracting himself with training but nonetheless, marco’s words along with the smile that made him have butterflies mixed with the loud beating of his heart circle jeans mind until it drove him mad.

and that’s when he knew, he fell inlove.

now after seeing the lifeless remains of marco, jean could barely walk. the image remains stuck to his mind as endless tears fall from the corner of his eyes. the lip he was biting so hard was now gushing metallic liquid. a loud and desperate cry leaves jean’s throat. hitting the floor, his choked up sobs became more frequent. he didn’t care if his hands hurt. his cries echo throughout the vicinity, every flashback felt like a stab. the remaining light he had, disappears before his eyes. he wanted to walk out and reunite with marco as if nothing happened.

“ you promised me marco. y-you said you’d always be by my side. “ he grips the patch he gotten from marco's ripped uniform. the wooden floors had a dark puddle, all of nothing but his tears. tears of sadness, grief, anger, and anguish. another memory came clear to his mind. the night he confessed to marco.

it was yet again another one of their late-night sneak outs. they both headed quietly to the roof of their respective dorms hand in hand. they climbed up the ladder with marco going first. they rest on the hard roof under the millions of stars looking down on them. some underlying tension fills the air between them. “ marco. “ jean states firmly, his heart beating so fast it could burst any moment. the other male hums in response as he admires the shining lights of the night sky. jean practiced what he’d said thousands of times before this. but why couldn’t he get any word out?

“ is something wrong jean? “ marco turns sits up and turns to jean.”

“ well... how do i say this... ever since we started training you’ve always took care of me, talked to me and even helped me. it was when you helped me at the forest when i was sure that i like you. “ jean confesses with a flushed expression, looking away. his usual habit he desperately wanted to get rid off. but he couldn’t look marco in the eye for some reason.

“ hey, don’t be so nervous. i... like you too jean. “ marco admits with a slight chuckle.

jean was quick to sit up. he held a surprised appearance. marco looks at him with eyes he hadn’t seen before. a smile so sweet he wanted it all to himself. marco caressed the knuckles of jeans hand that was hoisting his body up.

jean slowly turns his head. his cockiness and confidence disappears when he’s around marco. and that too made marco fall deeper for him. his vulnerability.

“ can i? “ jean asks while his hand cups marco’s soft cheek and his thumb gently stroke his freckles. his eyes met marco’s but he immediately turns away, embarrassed. marco makes his move and brings his hand to the back of jeans head, bringing him closer until their lips finally meet.

jean leans further in and feels marco smiling into the kiss. the butterflies in his stomach wasn’t helping either. it felt like time stopped. heat rose from jean’s stomach to his chest. he took in marco’s familiar scent, their lips moved in sync. they both felt like they were the only ones in the world. marco’s fingers touched jean’s skin with a mind of its own. jean takes his hand and laces it together with his as he leans back and let marco take the lead.

they both broke the ever so passionate kiss and took time catching their breath. marco tightens his hold on jeans hand. “ lets stay by each others side forever, hm?” jean stated, grinning widely. “ i promise. ” marco replies with his usual smile, giving jean a peck on the cheek.

he doesn’t have a clue how much time has passed since the moment he saw his worse nightmare. he didn’t care to begin with. he wishes marco would open the door and embrace him, telling him everything’s alright. kissing him to reassure him he’s not gone. just like he promised.

but he knows its all too good to be true.

something lands on his shoulder. a light weight. it felt like a hand, touching the sleeve of jean’s jacket so delicately. jean’s crying come to a stop. a shaky breath escapes his mouth. it felt like every single breath left his mouth that instant. 

“ Jean. ” the familiar voice rings.

jean couldn’t move a single muscle. he wanted to cry, look behind him, hoping marco was there to greet him. 

“ marco..? “ he replies in amidst of the empty flat. his tone tainted with desperation and despair. those words came from a corner of his throat filled with so much despondency. it burned and itched to the core.

“ i will. for as long as it takes. ” marco’s voice lingers. jean held a bittersweet smile, he felt marco’s smile even through his words. it hurt so much he could die. out of everyone that could’ve seen marco in that state, jean wondered why him? what past life sin did he commit to deserve this pain?

he still felt the kisses marco would sneak during the morning burning embedded on his cheeks. he savored the last moments of that warmth before alas, that inanimate hand resting on his shoulder lifts itself. a moment of pure silence was brought upon jean. he leans his back onto the door, one leg lying straight and the other bent. he bluntly stares onto the ceiling above.

 “ why won’t you just hold me in your arms? “ he sighs again but with a smile. the smile he swore to protect. realizing he failed to do so, he could only carry that smile until he reunites with marco.

a / n : finally I finished this!! I know I haven't been posting but I really hope you enjoyed this! my requests may not be open but I'd love to receive some aot requests!! 🥺🥺

#༊*·˚ malsukie #aot #attack on titan #snk #shingeki no kyojin #aot x reader #jean #aot jean #aot marco #marco #jeanmarco #jean x marco #aot imagine #aot imagines #aot headcanons #aot fanfiction #aot icons #anime #anime x reader #anime fanfic #aot fanfic

[alittleprincehwa]

EXCUSE ME 😭😭 I JUST TOOK A BREAK FROM STANNING AND COME BACK TO THIS??

Jeong Yunho - Noir

#holy shit 😭 #wreck me

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i am not sorry.

#bl #bl manhwa #boys love #manhwa #yaoi #walk on water #creed mcqueen

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GODDAMMIT CAN I JUST GET SOME NORMAL TSUKISHIMA FLUFF WITHOUT HIM BEING AN ASSHOLE LIKE GRRR JUST LOVE ME SIR I'LL BITE UR HAND OFF 🤺🤺🤺

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normalize letting writers refuse or decline a request 🤐

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no hate on the animators but the I am offended. I am OFFENDED. they didn't include this man, this MAN? EXCUSE ME DO YOU KNOW HOW HOT IT COULD'VE BEEN TO SEE THIS MAN SIP TEA WITH A GUN AND GETTING TIED UP?

#tpn #the promised neverland #yugo #yuugo #where is yuugo #the promised neverland yuugo #WHERE IS YUUGO

[alittleprincehwa]

deadass had a dream of meeting ateez specififcally mingi 😭 i asked him how he was doing, he said he was doing well and we just hung out? i remember his smile it was so pure omg, wooyoung and jongho joined too and we just chilled and talked i guess,,, thinking about it, i recently have been missing mingi so maybe he appeared in my dreams for reassurance 😭

#pls im sad #ill actually cry omo #ateez #ateez mingi #song mingi #ateez reaction #ateez imagine

[alittleprincehwa]

this was a literal roller coaster buT SO GOOD HSUHDUHD- well time for the mountain of homework ive piled up while reading this

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erwin smith x reader 18+ warnings: explicit content, big hand kink vibes, praise, fingering, oral, face riding (because it’s erwin and I have no self control), overstim, squirting (it’s as close as I could get to pizz for you), a touch of cum eating, creampie, some age kink, & authority kink for good measure wc: 13k (I’m so fucking sorry) a/n: Words cannot contain the joy I felt when I learned that @present-mel​ was my elf for our server’s secret santa. I knew I had to write you some aot goodness, and because I wanted this to be all indulgence with no angst involved, I went straight for the commander and a good old-fashioned coffeeshop AU. Mel, you know that I adore you. Get comfy because this is a long one.

With a soapy rag draped over your hand, you wash off the tables in the coffeeshop just like you did the day before. You clean mugs and teacups, pour cups of black coffee and whip up iced mochas, take money and give change, all just like yesterday and the yesterday before that. Even as the morning rush is about to really start, today will be more of the same.

You’ve been working at Scout Coffee for close to four years since you graduated from the university a few miles away. Unfortunately, choosing a major had been a struggle for you, and your Bachelor of Science hadn’t led to any promising job prospects that didn’t come with huge drawbacks—shitty hours, shitty pay, shitty bosses, the lot. So instead of sitting in a call center or manning the front desk of some office building all day, you landed at the coffeeshop, which turned out to be a pretty decent place to land.

You like being a barista; you really do. You enjoy learning to make different coffees and breakfast sandwiches (your friends are very impressed with the way you froth milk for them, even at home). You enjoy the hip atmosphere of Scout, with its mismatched tables and walls covered in vintage posters. You love picking the music that pumps quietly through the speakers just above the counter. And you even enjoy making conversation with customers, many of which are regulars you know by name at this point. You feel comfortable here, and you’ve become close with many of your coworkers.

Still, you’re getting a little bored, a little restless. You’re perfectly happy, but the monotony of spending 40-plus hours per week within the same four walls is starting to get old. Your life is a cycle of work, reading, video games, and sleep. You meet up with your friends weekly for DND, but lately, you haven’t felt up to much more socializing than that. Between your bills and student loans, you can’t afford the vacation you desperately need, so instead, you lean your elbows on top of the dessert case and sigh, wishing something interesting would happen—something to shake things up a little bit.

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#i had 5 kids while reading this omg #recommendation #good job author!!

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! the promised neverland spoilers !

i might sound really dumb right now but just hear me out and imagine with me;

there was a scene that stated that lucas received a call from “William Minerva” aka norman. its been awhile since I read the manga but imagine if emma was the one that picked up the call instead of lucas. Lets just say what if emma didn’t go that day out and stayed and received the call instead.

imagine norman trying to keep his composure after hearing emma’s voice in so long. imagine him at his desk trying his best to have the professional voice and manner that is William Minerva but crumbles when he hears emma. Emma thinking it was actually William but didn’t know it was norman. Well she might’ve recognized his voice but we’re ignoring that possibility. I can imagine norman being so close to saying “ Emma, its me. ” but deciding not to. He wanted to continue playing as William so emma still has hope. Now norman continues telling his message but with tears.

THIS WAS THE ONE THAT INSPIRED THIS WHOLE BRAINROT AND I KNOW ITS SMTH ABT THE CUPS AND WHEN THEY WERE CHILDREN BUT STILL (art not mine, full credits to the artist)

#tpn #the promised neverland #emma #norman #ray #tpn emma #tpn norman #noremma #tpn noremma #tpn spoilers #the promised neverland spoilers #tpn mang #anime #manga

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i’m turning into an anime and bl blog are you guys even okay about this

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stop doing jean dirty 😭

These spot the difference games are getting harder

Has this been done yet???