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the last bit of peace to ever be felt for fanfiction was left in 2024 cause now we got bots trying to disguise themselves as writers. i don’t care how harsh it sounds i don’t have sympathy for generative ai users. almost everyone’s become a sheep and fucking lazy. your lack of creativity pisses me off. you don’t need that dumbass shit to create art, to write or use it to make a simple poster ad or any sort of ad. you’d be surprised at the results of using your own brain (which everyone is lacking recently).
i kind of strayed from the original message about this post but it just actually pisses me off how no one tries anymore. it’s all just “let me feed this into ChatGPT” for everything. and the result is fucking ugly anyway. ai memes are stupid, ai generated pictures are stupid, ai generated writing is stupid. they’ve even gone as far as making ai music. music. you know maybe like the top most creative thing to do?? now we’ve got bots trying to disguise themselves as artists wow!!!
i’ve said it once and i’ll say it again you are not a writer or an artist if you need to use ai to create anything.
bringing your slop onto writing spaces just takes away from actual writers who use their brains to write. this isn’t shade towards anyone, but if the shoe fits.
It seriously stuns me how some people in a CREATIVE community either turn a blind eye to the usage or use it. Why aren’t you angry?? Why isn’t anyone speaking up but a select few??
It’s tiring seeing an app where artistic talent is supposed to be represented at its most authentic state, turn into one that’s overrun by shit heads who use a machine that sucks up our drinking water just to get a few notes.
This is for you guys too, if you see an ai fic, SAY SOMETHING ABOUT IT!! Yes you can complain in private, but nothing is going to get fixed if the issue isn’t faced head on. I also have a doc that was made (not by me) with a whole master list of how to spot ai in written works if you so need.
and very disrespectfully if you don’t give a fuck or use ai unfollow me right now this isn’t a safe space for you.
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Guys I picked up the ipad today🥹🥹 Yeonjun is js too cool i had to draw him (plus i liked the lighting) EVERYONE STREAM NO LABELS PT 2 RN‼️‼️‼️🗣🗣🗣 anyway i hope this piece is good (0_ 0 III)
title submission !!! "in another universe, maybe" ??
not what first came to my mind w this but i highk like it more lol I WAS GENUINELY REACHING W THIS sorry i js wanted an excuse to try out dark themess also omg im so sorry this took forever
in another universe, maybe
"in another universe, maybe you'll understand my way of expressing love for you."
— a secret admirer you thought was cute slowly turned into something scary
pairing: stalker!taesan x gn!reader genre: oneshot, dark romance warnings/tags: one sided (?) 'love', actually its more of obsession, unconsented pictures, wc: 1.5k
you thought the letters were cute at first.
"i liked your hair," "you looked good today," some compliments anyone could say. but despite not knowing who these were from, you felt your stomach turn. your best friend could tell you this and you'd just go "thank you." a relative go say the same thing and you'd think they're just being polite. but something about getting anonymous letters sent specifically to you made you feel special. it made you feel wanted. you weren't popular or anything, so you this person really had you wrapped around their finger with their charming letters. you never wrote back—obviously, though its not like you could either way—but you re-read them every night, wondering who of all people it could be from.
soon enough, the letters were written describing things that were specifically you. mentioning habits only you have. then again, you still thought it was cute. like this admirer noticed you enough to mention how you specifically doodled bunnies and aliens at the right bottom corner of your notepad when class got boring. like they adored you enough to discern the way you'd sneak off to rooftop after tests, usually because you got stressed easily and wanted some fresh air and to take a breather.
you smiled everyday as you saw the letter stuck on your locker through the tight closing of the metal door after your third class, skipping to the cafeteria as you read the letters with your friends over lunch.
as the details grew more accurate and oddly specific, your friends slowly started to feel uneasy about this person.
"isn't it weird that this person knows so much about you?"
"i don't think it's weird. i think it's sweet that means someone likes me enough to notice me that much."
"yeah, but don't you think they're paying too much attention to you?"
"you guys are too anxious. chill out a bit!"
after a while, this person started talking more about themself little by little rather than sending you compliments only.
you learned he was a guy, and that he was into music. besides that, he mentioned a recent hobby he had was photography.
"if you'd like, i could send you some pictures i took in my next letter. if you want that, leave this paper on top of your locker. i'll leave a sticker of a camera on your locker if i got the paper." his letter read.
doing as told, you left the letter on top of the metal box. soon enough, you saw the sticker on your locker.
honestly? despite how much he told you about himself already, you still weren't interested in finding out who he really was. sure, you were curious, but you also enjoyed the thrill of the mystery, the way you were clueless of his identity.
finally, the next day came. his letter was already there when you arrived at school. you opened it immediately, finding aesthetic pictures, the kinds you'd find on pinterest. in one of the photos, he took a picture of a puddle from a rainy day. you could see a soft reflection of him holding his camera up over his face, his black fluffy hair covering up the rest of his features that the camera didn't hide. you found that photo alone attractive, growing more attached to this guy.
since then, he'd been sending you photos daily and talked about them too, whilst still talking about little habits you had that he (in his words) loved, cherished, and adored.
soon, he started taking pictures of you.
along the photographs of night skies and windy meadows, there were snapped moments of when you weren't paying attention in class, chatting with your friends in the cafeteria, waiting for your ride back home. you started finding these little things odd, though then again you dumbed it down to this guy being 'romantic'.
as the letters kept coming, he'd been even more specific with the things you do. worst of all, he started mentioning 'how nice your room is', and 'i love the little posters on your walls, and those tiny figurines on your study desk.' it was unsettling. you were already certain that this person wasn't your close friend. first of all, you rarely invite your friends into your room. not only because it's a mess most of the time, but also because you see it as your private space, for you and only you. as the weeks passed and you kept reading the letters, chills would run down your spine for different reasons from before.
the messages kept coming. 'i liked your pajamas last night, pastels suit you.' 'you should tie your hair up more often, you look better.' it was like there was a literal camera in your room, and he would watch the footage while writing you his next letters. sometimes, you'd talk to yourself and some of his messages in the letters would be like responses, as if he'd been part of the conversation.
soon enough, it became obvious that you were creeped out by this. you started leaving the papers to pile up, the letters dropping to the floor as rushes of students passed through the hallways in between classes. he started leaving them more and more, trying to put them in places you couldn't ignore. pinned onto your locker by a magnet, on the desk of your next class, and even on your friend's lockers. you picked them all up and threw them into the trash, trying to stay away from him as much as possible now. you were too late, though. you already fed into his obsession.
as you rushed to the benches outside your school to wait for your ride, you suddenly felt a tight grip on your wrist that dragged you to an empty classroom. it couldn't be any of your friends, they'd all left already. you heard the click of the door locking, the guy's back facing you. then, he turned around. it was han taesan, that guy in band club. you knew him from being partnered together in a few class projects, but you never really paid proper attention to him.
"why have you been ignoring me? have i done something wrong??"
"taesan? wha-" 'what are you saying?' you wanted to continue, but then it hit you. the letters you've refused to read. the stacks of papers you've thrown out. the familiar hair and face shape. 'i'm into music,' and he's in band. 'but recently, i've really been enjoying photography,' and there's a camera strapped around his neck.
han taesan was your secret admirer. or rather, your stalker.
"why are you the one asking me questions? shouldn't it be the other way around?"
"no, answer me first!"
"fine, then! it's because you're a creep, han taesan! knowing where i live, checking out my room, watching me at night, taking pictures of me—you're genuinely insane! you're brave enough to do that but you can't even approach me?"
with those words, something in taesan snapped. his demeanour changed quickly from pleading, needy, and desperate, to something darker. more dangerous, rather.
"creep? insane? y/n, i did all that because i love you. i want to get to know you more." he seemed all soft and gentler now, but something was off. like he had set up a trap, and he was waiting for you to fall into it. "i wanted to find out more things about you. things that only i know." he reached his hand out to you, wanting to touch or hold you. your hand, your arm, your waist, anything. "that's what makes our love special, y/n. it's secretive. we know things about each other that others don't."
you stepped back as he reached out, trembling and genuinely terrified, unsure of what to do. you felt that if you ran away or tried to escape, he'd charge at you and keep you pinned down. or maybe knock you out and trap you in some dark place like in movies.
"taesan, that's not love! that's obsession... that's... that's stalking! and if that's your idea of love, you're messed up. you're a freak, you're sick in the head! you-"
you were about to go on, but then he suddenly pulled you over and held you against the door, pinning you and trapping you. his voice was a lot softer now, which terrified you even more than yelling. "maybe. maybe you're right. maybe i'm what you say i am. obsessed, messed up, a freak, sick in the head—but it's all for you, baby. because i love you and i want you. i need you, y/n, and i can't live without you." he leaned in closer whispering into your ear. you stood still with your breath held, petrified. you felt that it you squirmed a bit much or even breathed too loudly, he'd do something you wouldn't like. "though i do wish that you could understand me... in another universe, maybe. maybe you'll love me for who i am, for my actions. maybe you'll be mine, and only mine. i don't care. even if it means hurting your friends to keep them away from what's not theirs, ill do it. but maybe in another universe, you'll understand why i'm like this... and maybe you'll love me the same way."
tyyy @mytwinsung for tagging me !! 🤍 (granted like a week ago...)
last song: sun has set - beabadoobee (I WON THE FREAKING TICKETMASTER)
currently watching: never ending summer, it's this c-drama that i keep seeing everywhere but i haven't watched it yet but i'm planning to soon :p
current obsession: photography 👀 i just love when my feed looks clean and aesthetic like it just makes me happy inside, sooo i've been experimenting with different digis
currently reading: re-reading the percy jackson series 😛 (I CANT WAIT FOR SEASON 3 AND FOR THE EPIC THE MUSICAL MOVIE)
currently working on: riki's part of lens unfocused... I'LL GET IT OUT SOON I SWEAR I'VE JUST BEEN SO BUSY 😭😭
currently wearing: a thin tank top and jorts because it's so FREAKING HOT. house slippers too ig
last google search: the weather... 💀 donno why i keep searching that when i KNOW theres a freaking heatwave everyday 💔💔
fav flower: magnolias ^^ they’re so big and pretty and they smell good and they look so delicate andand (or lilies for the same reasons lol)
✿ tagging: @noirellee @veorise @whiskimsy (im too shy to tag 10 people...)
currently watching : love island usa (I’m sorry ts is genuinely all i breathe)
current obsession : love island, and cinnamon holy shit someone stop me from adding cinnamon to everything also true crime documentaries for some reason.
currently working on : social circles ( i swear I’m writing it I’m SORRY💔💔)
currently wearing : sleepwear because it is time to SLEEP.
last google search : i hate this but John Wayne Gacy because i was watching the Netflix documentary about him today
currently watching : i dont watch anything rn!! i just cant find good series, so i keep rewatching the big bang theory😭 over and over and over and over again
current obsession : i always have a lot... but lately ive been very fixated on mental illnesses and what causes them in the brain so ive been writing down them in my notebook. (bro even studies in summer break what a fucking loser)
currently reading : i just finished reading ward d by freida mcfadden like 5 minutes ago and im about to start the inmate!!
currently wearing : uh green socks with toasters on them, black pants and black oversized shirt that says 'ramen' even though ive never eaten ramen before
currently working on : my tyunning teacher x teacher fic!! its a fic im very excited for because its been ages since i wrote member x member stuff, even though im more confident in writing those + the male perspective😅 also need a little break from tumblr (so sorry) and a break from straight fics
last google search : paranoid schizophrenia
favorite flowers : genuinely idk im not a flower person😭
tyy for the tag @hoongsf :33 (also hiii new mootie :p)
last song: White Noise - holly humberstone
currently watching: nothing 😭😭😭 (exams hv been kicking my ass)
current obssession: writing (～￣▽￣)～
currently reading: Katabasis by RF Kuang, My Friends by Fredrick Backman (holyshit this one made me sob)
currently working on: new fic 👀👀👀
currently wearing: a jersey and shorts :p
last google search: toxic personality traits... 💀💀
fav flower: orange cosmos!
tags: @tobiotaesan (i already know you hehe) @cottonauroras @sunishake @i2sunric @noirellee @siyalogue ok yeah... idk who else to tag who hasn't been tagged already
lowk cant believe i got tagged in a game eee
@nefariouspanda134 this btch MY PRECIOUS NEWBORN, SHAKESPEARE tagged me 🫶
last song: raining in manila by lola amour (ingat po sa mga apektado ng bagyo, stay safe and pls dont leave ur pets behind!)
currently watching: ouran (LMAOSJIAHDJCN) and kumusta (i love cooking shows lol)
current obssession: lowkey tadc cus i just finished it (JAX💔) and park sungho
currently reading: the indio and the impaler by wincy aquino ong, finally started it 7 months after receiving lol (rizal is such a fckng menace lmao)
currently working on: jaehyun ouran yaoi and mayor leehan au
currently wearing: lotso pajama set...with a lotso bear on my side, a lotso plushie on my back, lying down on my bed with lotso bedsheets and a lotso lego figure on the desk beside me (pink bear from toy story)
last google search: my university student portal
fav flower: carnations...?
tags: absolutely no pressure! u can ignore me its fine 🫶 @wingzyyy (do this after ur exams, goodluck!!!) @cinnamorollhyuka (additional question for you or you can change the fave flower question, favorite marine species!) @ivehan (addtnl question for you! fave bnd ship) @kazukazukiiii (always on my tl but havent really interacted with 🫶) @starriniqhts (tagging u just bcus i miss u) thats all i have 😔😔
No pressure tags! @ihanzzn (u have so many cool interests hehe) @beomtomie (YOU SEEM SO COOL HEHE) @overtheggum (if you have time !!) @browniienextdoor (i'd love to hear more abt u! If u want hehe) @ivehan (you r so funny) AND ANY OF MY MOOTS ILYSM ALL OF U
current obsession : starting the 2 week minecraft phase and bnd as a whole..
currently reading : californias preschool curriculum framework …!!!! (summer classes)
currently working on : 2 requests and my drafts
currently wearing : a snoopy shirt and jeans
last google search : cypress vines!! (for my recent fic heh)
fav flowers : i have a lot.. i’ve loved hydrangeas and peonies a lot, but ive grown a liking to irises and wisteria !!
no pressure tags — @mirouie (new moot! u seem so cutie 🥹) , @taestulipss (i always luv yapping with you soso much hehe) , @j-jellyous (i luv seeing u on my timeline <3) , and whoever else!! idk who all has been tagged sooo :3
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♰ a/n: bf woonhak headcannons wherein he’s too downbad so he lets you do anything you want to him and he WILL comply with whatever antics you’re up to. based on this clip 📼 yay! i had fun writing these and i hope yg have fun reading it too
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bf! woonhak who replies with “no” after you ask him to wash the dishes because you had just stolen his favorite character in mario party. in the same minute, he proceeds to make his way over to the sink anyway because he just wanted the feeling of saying no but couldn’t actually bring himself to mean it.
bf! woonhak who pretends to be irritated by you laughing at your reels just so you can show it to him. “why are you laughing so loud???!” “hak look 😭😭😭” you face your screen towards him and he bursts out into laughter. the two of you end up watching reels together for an hour straight until both of your cheeks start to hurt from laughing.
bf! woonhak who hates when his members tease him by lifting up the sleeves of his shirt to show his arm muscles but secretly loves when you do it to him. at first he’d be kinda shy but after knowing that you enjoy seeing his arms he lets you do it to him as many times as you want. sometimes he’d even do it himself while talking to you because he knows you’re going to get distracted.
bf! woonhak who can’t help but love when you start braiding his hair or when you give him little pigtails. his pride and ego completely dissipates when you’re around—he endures every moment if it means you’re having fun. he’d pretend to complain and yet once you stop and do something else on your phone, he’d look over and say, “…why’d you stop?”
bf! woonhak who is the type to be lying down on the couch perfectly at peace while listening to music. it stays like that until you flop down on him, which earns you the biggest groan known to mankind as if you had just crushed every bone in his body… in the middle of his little tantrum he doesn’t notice but one of his hands are already reaching to rub your back.
bf! woonhak who always HAS to take photobooth pictures with you because you have an obsession with them. every photobooth you see you must take. he would complain and say “it’s a waste of money and paper” yet he sticks it on his pegboard and decorates it as soon as he gets home.
bf! woonhak who cannot resist you fixing his hair in public, even if he’s grumbling, “stop… people are looking.” meanwhile, he’s already lowering his head just so you won’t have a hard time reaching it. same goes for fixing his collar whenever he likes to wear his loose polo over a tank top. he just thinks it’s cute that you want to make him look presentable anytime anywhere and lowkey wants to let others look.
bf! woonhak who gets afraid to move because you’re sleeping so comfortably on him. his legs could feel numb and like they’re about to fall off. he could desperately need a glass of water. but no. none of that is important enough for him to get up and disturb you.
bf! woonhak who always wants to pay for the food, no matter if it was his or your idea to eat out. “this one’s on me!” you say, holding your money up and blocking his hands from reaching into his wallet. he argues back saying he wants to do it but backs down seeing you get so happy to pay. you happily smile at him as he puts the money in the bill, not knowing he had already switched his with yours.
bf! woonhak who has gotten used to hearing, “hold this really quick,” before random things start getting thrown onto his hands. your phone. your bag. your shopping basket. at this point, he automatically reaches out and ends up holding your things for not a “really quick” time.
bf! woonhak who enjoys grocery shopping with you. normally, if he were alone, shopping for food would feel closer to a chore. but when you’re there, he loves it mostly because you keep trying to sneak snacks into the cart while insisting, “we need this.” he always notices but chooses to laugh and pay for them anyway.
bf! woonhak who wants to be needed by you. he still gets a little smile every time he hears you call his name from another room. no matter what he’s doing, he drops it and shouts his automatic answer, “coming!”
because living with you—even sharing the most ordinary days with you—means that things get twice as long to finish and simple moments turn into ones he’ll always remember. laundry takes more time because you keep distracting him and dinner comes by later because cooking turns into dancing in the kitchen. little by little, errands start feeling more like dates. and yet somehow, every inconvenience becomes his favorite part of the day, simply because it leads to spending more time with you.
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