araceli

hii, i am alive skfjskdf

i'm just ridiculously unorganized and drowning in school as usual, buT i have exciting news to share ab my new blog soon! so pls stay on the lookout for that.

Anyways I’m excited for the new change.

— hello,

it's been a long time since i've updated. i've been thinking a lot about the status of this blog, and with the help of others, i've finally reached a conclusion.

moving forward, i'm going to be discontinuing my writing on @heejinnien. i've thought about the best steps moving forward, and i'm not going to stop writing. all writing, past, present, and future, will be rolled over to a new blog that i will be opening in february. over the next month, i'll be making edits to my old works and writing new works. this blog will remain active until the activation of the new blog, and my old writings will remain up. no new writing updates, however, will be made. all rewrites and new fics will be posted on the new blog.

lots of thought went into opening a new blog. i still love to write, but i couldn't keep up with writing deadlines. by setting the opening of the new blog in february, i can not only have time to prepare new writing and edit old ones, i can have content prepared so that i can have a more regular release schedule.

in the meantime, this blog is remaining open. i'll be checking my asks and messages on a semi-consistent basis, and i'll post a new update in february. i would love to hear from you, so please don't hesitate to reach out! i would love to just talk :)

If you don’t want to write it it’s okay I understand. ☺️

hello lovely!

i would love to write this request for you and i absolutely will! i'll be coming out with a post soon that will outline my writing schedule for august, so please look forward to that!

just for clarification: the fic is based on the live where jinyoung sings "at my worst," and when he sings he's announcing to the world that you're dating? and up until then, your relationship had been hidden from the fans.

hey.

it's honestly been a hectic last few months, with a few circumstances outside of my control arising and a packed schedule with my academia. i've worked on a few fics here and there, and i've long meant to update my ongoing fics and post some new ones by now.

that obviously hasn't happened, and i feel like i owe you an explanation as to why.

as i mentioned, it's been a hectic past few months. due to a combination of being physically unable to work on my fics, stress, academia, and factors in my personal life, i've been ia. i honestly didn't mean to be gone for writing for that long, but the more i've thought about my blog the longer my hiatus dragged on.

at the risk of sounding entitled, here's a mini-vent about how i feel about this:

it's frustrating not receiving appreciation as a writer because of your age. i'm not saying that i'm entitled to anything for the work that i do. that's not why i write. but it's a little bit demeaning to have your work skipped over or have authors refuse to interact with you because of your age. i understand this, i truly do, especially for authors who write nsfw content who aren't comfortable sharing that with minors. if i were an adult who fell into this category, i wouldn't be comfortable sharing with minors either. but please, don't pass over my work or my blog because of my age. i deserve just as much as a writer who's one year older (to clarify this, the legal age in my country is eighteen).

this has been one of the things that i've thought heavily about. don't misunderstand. this isn't the sole reason i left, and i don't mean to sound as though i am promoting my personal opinions regarding interactions with minors. but i thought it was something that i should share.

regarding the future of my blog going forward, i will slowly be getting back into tumblr. if you've sent me a dm recently and i haven't answered it, i'll be catching up on messages between tumblr and discord, so please don't feel as though i'm ignoring you.

this message is long overdue, and i apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused you. i truly am looking forward to getting back into writing again, and i have some really creative things planned.

sincerely,

tagged: @cheriebeom

last song i listened to: wings - pixy

last movie: cruella

cravings: ramen

ult groups: bts, exo, got7, dreamcatcher

hobbies: reading, writing, listening to music, watching k-dramas, learning languages, being a clown

feeling: anxious because i'm taking 5 summer courses and have to begin college applications and i leave on sunday for a 5 week camp so what could go wrong-

recently, a huge network for content creators made an announcement in their server regarding interactions between adults and minors. to summarize the announcement, it stated that adults should not interact with minors on the basis of what could happen.

at the risk of sounding entitled, here's my thoughts about the matter.

to completely say that minors should not interact with adults is wrong.

i'm not refuting the claim that there are predators on the internet. this is definitely true. i'm also not refuting the claim that minors may look at nsfw content and make content creators uncomfortable. this is also true. but hear me out.

i'm 17 years old. i take full and complete responsibility for whoever i talk to and using my personal judgement to determine whether or not they are a safe person to talk to. when i was 16 years old, i felt the same way.

allow minors to make their own decisions about who they choose to interact with.

one common counterargument for this point is that not all minors are capable of making responsible decisions, especially those who fall within the younger age range. when do you start letting them make responsible decisions? how long are you going to tell them who they can and can't talk to? personally, i've learned best from experience. if someone told me not to do something, it just made me want to do it more.

i grew up using the internet. i definitely have trusted the wrong people before, but i learned from my experiences and i can also say that some of my best friends have been made on the internet. i would say that my closest tumblr friends are adults.

do i read their nsfw content? no. do i talk with them about general writing tips? yes. do i talk to them about mature topics? no. do i talk to them about basic things like school and guys i like? yes.

while i understand that there is no sure way to make sure that minors aren't interacting with content that isn't safe for them, why are all minors - specifically those who fall under the umbrella of content creators - being punished.

this leads me to my next point.

it's frustrating not receiving appreciation as a writer because of your age. i'm not saying that i'm entitled to anything for the work that i do. that's not why i write. but it's a little bit demeaning to have your work skipped over or have authors refuse to interact with you because of your age. i understand this, i truly do, especially for authors who write nsfw content who aren't comfortable sharing that with minors. i wouldn't be comfortable sharing that sort of content with minors either. but look at things from my perspective. please, don't pass over my work or my blog because of my age. i deserve just as much of a chance as a writer who's one year older (to clarify this, the legal age in my country is 18).

a few of the creators who i respect the most are adults. some of them are even my friends. as mentioned previously, i don't read their nsfw content, and we certainly never converse about these topics either. just because we could talk about these topics doesn't mean that we do. just because something could happen, that doesn't mean it will. why are all minors being punished on the basis of what ifs?

relationships with adults don't always have to go two ways, especially those with content creators. adults can read minor's works without the minor having to read the adult's work in return. the two events are not mutually inclusive.

but of course, i understand that it still might make adults uncomfortable to speak with minors. here's something that i've done before that comes to mind to remedy this.

a piece i was writing required me to explore a different genre of writing that i had never touched before. naturally, i looked up fics within this genre and found a writer who had published many fics within it. i dmed her asking for her help, explicitly stating that i was a minor and that i would understand if my age made her uncomfortable. she said it was okay, and we began conversing only on the topic of sfw writing advice.

before we completely eliminate all relationships between adults and minors, please consider alternative solutions. talk about these things. be honest. we don't know if we're making you uncomfortable unless you tell us. if we are, we'll respect how you feel and won't interact with you, but we can't read your mind.

once again, i'm not invalidating the claims made by the network. i'm simply addressing them in regards to how i feel. you might not agree with my opinion, but please respect it. i want to understand both sides, so if you have something to add that i missed please let me know as long as it's in a respectful manner that doesn't attack me.

word count: 3k

pairing: jaebum x reader x jinyoung

synopsis: when y/n’s sister is murdered, she’s forced to evaluate everything that she thought she knew.

genre: mystery, witsec au

warnings: the reader is in a club (they’re old enough to legally be there), murder, gore, imagery used to describe the reader tripping over and finding a dead body, probably incorrect portrayal of the witsec program, there’s a mildly disturbing nightmare

rating: pg-17

author’s note: this is part one of the walking on sunshine event! it focuses on summer beginnings. i was partnered with @dreamystuffers​, and credits to them for the amazing moodboard! thank you @birbdae​ and ryan for being my beta readers. seriously, thank you for filling in all the spaces where i wrote blah blah 

“I freaking hate Tzuyu.”

You groan, dropping your head in your hands. Sympathetically, the bartender slides a glass of water towards you, accepting the grunt that you emit afterwards as a sort of thank you. You pause in your wallowing to take a long sip of the icy liquid, feeling the pressure in your head lift slightly.

“Rough night?”

The bartender’s smooth, baritone voice carries over the loud sounds of the club’s music, and you wince at his words.

“Something like that.”

The bartender looks as though he’ll say more, but he’s cut off by the sound of a high, feminine voice ordering another drink. You’re grateful for the distraction, sliding a wad of bills over the counter and slipping off of the metal stool. You appreciate the kindness he has shown you, but you really need to start looking for your sister.

Slowly, you begin to weave through the throng of clubgoers, searching for anyone who moderately resembles your sister. You wince as an elbow connects with your stomach and bite back a curse when a heel stabs your toe. Still, there is no sign of your sister.

word count: 207 words

pairing: jungkook x reader

synopsis: “And now I'm covered in the colors/Pulled apart at the seams”

a member of a world renowned boyband. a graffiti artist. the art of one teaches the other what it really means to live.

genre: angst to fluff

warnings: a metaphor comparing the feeling of performing to drugs but nothing really major (the fic will contain the full list of warnings)

rating: pg (the full fic will be rated pg-15)

author’s note: this fic is also a part of the spring will come event! the prompt for this is the various meaning of hyacinths: “sincerity (blue); deep regret (purple); thoughts for someone (white); recreation (red); jealousy (yellow).” once again, thank you @biaswreckme​ for the beautiful banner. i really don’t know what i would have done without you 

As the youngest member of Bangtan Sonyeondan, Jungkook often felt like there was something amiss in his life.

Sure, he had everything that he could desire between his arts and his hyungs, but there was a hole in his heart that he didn’t know how to fill.

At first he didn’t notice it, chalking up the empty feeling inside him to small laziness he found himself indulging in during the day — a small mistake during the chorus of Fake Love, not enough time to visit the gym before practice. He wasn’t happy, but he certainly wasn’t sad, either. He just felt as though he was somewhere in limbo, a simple presence floating through the plane of existence.

It wasn’t until Taehyung came back to their shared residence with a girlfriend that the pieces clicked into place.

He was lonely.

The idea of him, Jeon Jungkook, being lonely made him scoff. But as he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

When Jungkook had first begun to perform, each performance filled him with a feeling of happiness and satisfaction. And it still did, to a lesser extent.

Performing was his drug, but like all drugs its effects were wearing off, and Jungkook didn’t know what to do.

word count: tbd

pairing: god!taehyung x fem god!reader

synopsis: it was a cruel sort of fate that intertwined the lives of the two gods together — always pulled towards each other only for tragedy to ensue.

genre: angst, god au

warnings: tba (warnings will also be listed on each chapter)

rating: pg-13 (varies between chapters)

author’s note: this was written for the spring will come event! the chosen prompt was “A is spring, B is winter — madly in love but fated to only meet in brief passing each year for eternity.” here’s my take on that (a oneshot that quickly spiraled into a series)! thank you @biaswreckme​ for the beautiful banner!

chapters

prologue

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

word count: 227 words

pairing: god!taehyung x fem god!reader

synopsis: it was a cruel sort of fate that intertwined the lives of the two gods together — always pulled towards each other only for tragedy to ensue.

genre: angst, god au

warnings: none

rating: g

author’s note: i apologize that the prologue is extremely short in nature, i didn’t want to spoil too much but i also wanted to give you a look into the world and story! if you’ve read any of my other fics, then you’ll note that the writing style featured here is different than my other works. this is because of the mystical and magical nature of this story. i wanted to use words that would properly capture these feelings throughout!

link to masterlist

The birth of Spring was a magnificent affair.

In the rich, gilded halls of the palace, Spring was born. Pastel fabrics were draped across balconies, blossoming flowers were twined around the marble architecture, and sweet fragrances floated in the air with twining smells of lavender, jazmine, and rosemary. Instantly, the baby was swaddled in silks and showered with attention. She had no need or want of anything, and from then on she would grow to know who she was and her importance.

In contrast, the birth of Winter was rather sordid.

In the dark, crumbling walls of an alley, Winter was born. While some claimed that the birth of a fourth season, one who would bring about death and misery, was purely accidental, this was not so. For the fates of the universe knew exactly what they were doing when they placed a fourth god in the world, one who would be raised shunned by others for the season that he would bring about as his destiny required of him.

Born on opposite sides of the kingdom, it was a cruel sort of destiny that bound the paths of both gods together despite the rigid dichotomy of their situations.

It was also that cruel, cruel fate that would bring the pair together for the rest of their lives —  only to rip them apart again and again.

i was tagged by the lovely @mieohmy! 

rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. then, people can send asks with the title that most intrigues/interests them and you’ll post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it!

help my wip list is so long *breathes* leggo!

on the shore

graffiti artist au

seasons crossed

as the sun sets

city lights, city lights

monsters pt. 2

midnight

reflection

begin

stigma

first lie

awake

link to a previous version of this tag that you can also ask about :))