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(cont, reattempt at his r/s with shua anon here!) i bring up that question bcs it's written in the earlier chapters that ww says it's "hard to fall in love with mirrors" and jun says "you say this now, jww", comparing that w/ later, how mg is basically in ww's position...? i just wanted to know what you thought of this theory, without necessarily considering the meanie-ness of the fic. thank you!!! have a good day <3

Hello! You’ve basically hit the nail on the head, anon. (In this post, I’m referring to SVT by names as characters, not the IRL people.)

Fundamentally, one of my intentions was indeed to write Wonwoo/Joshua of the past in parallel to Mingyu/Wonwoo of the present. The parallels aren’t exact, as they shouldn’t be for creatures as complex as people, but the echoes of the past are definitely heard.

At the start of IDOTSC, present-Wonwoo was both drawn to and aggravated by Mingyu, who represented the “successful best outcome/future” dreamt by past-Wonwoo. Wonwoo back then was swept up in ambition, industry success, and young love. Present-Wonwoo became envious of Mingyu because he was everything past-Wonwoo wanted to be.

It still astounds me that there are people out there who actually read what I posted here haha thank you! It’s nice to know. 🥰

Amen to everything you’ve written, anon. Let people have their fun. No one is actually being harmed. So many idols are ADULTS. So many people use writing to explore their own sexualities. Don’t sanitize or make a sin of sexual/intimate experiences just because you’re lonely 💅🏼😒

To add to that, and not to open an entire can of worms, if minors are accessing that shit (since so many people use that argument, too), that’s not the creator’s fault, either. There are already warnings in place (e.g. AO3′s “are you sure you wanna access this content?” message before mature fics), and people who are given access to the fucking Internet should know or be taught about what they’re getting into.

Viva la write whatever tf you want to write about!*

Hello! I've recently finished a set of exams and returned from a short holiday visiting my home country. I feel a little refreshed, but I've just jumped into a new stage of courses this week... It's like finishing a run, taking a short break for energy drinks, then jumping into the water to swim.

You're so incredibly sweet, it warms my heart to heart! I think my writing is indicative of just how sappy I am myself, so there's absolutely no judgment here. I'm flattered more than anything, especially hearing how my silly stories have helped you get through college. Fanfics, both reading and writing, have certainly helped me during those days, too.

"Wonwoo was advised to tread quietly, to dispense honesty and openness and affection so very carefully. “Because it fits your image better that way,” said the CEO. “Because it will help you survive,” said the manager."

I AM SHOVING MY FIST INTO MY MOUTH BC ITS TOO REAL AND I FEEL WEIRDLY VIOLENT

🥺💖

UGH that fic is my baby, my precious lil shnookums!! 🥺💖 Truly, I think it's the one I reread the most, perhaps even more than the host club AU (which I hold very near and dear to my heart as well.) I challenged myself to write MW without them actually interacting much, let alone hold hands. But the love is still palpable, isn't it? Love presents in so many forms over distances, social barriers, absence of physical touch, etc. I'm such a sucker for yearning!

Ngl I think the last time I read Sense and Sensibility was in high school and my experience of it is, regrettably, inextricable from the universally questionable experience of being in high school in the first place... But it certainly doesn't stop me from enjoying Kate Winslet in the movie adaptation.

i just read your new minwon fic recommended by a friend (100/10 best person i love them) and i love it to bits and pieces and slightly larger pieces and even more larger bits of my heart!!!!!!!!!!

the sense of humour, the quintessential tsundere-isms of wonwoo, and the tasty, tasty dynamics of the 96 linerz (soonwoo lil cuties are extra special) are the sauce of the kbbq that is the fic.

but, as we all know, the meat is the real king of a bbq and those were the narrative style (lemony snicket would be proud!!) of the whole fic, how actually politically accurate it was (fuck trump) and the way it was shown through painfully-polite sarcasm, and the hypen-ed words bc who even cares about the english language grammar rules. the rib of the bbq was"the feeling of being out of place when you are a product of both cultures but never a part of one" that was sprinkled all over the fic.

apologies in advance bc i WILL binge read all your fics (it's a threat 🔪)

Hello to you too!!! I've finally arisen out of my last set of exams and I, uh, didn't leave the exam room particularly optimistic haha and now, the day after, I'm sitting in an airport running on 1.5hrs of sleep. Rereading and replying to your ask has given me something delightful to occupy myself with for a bit!

First of all, thank you so much for for taking the time to write, I really do appreciate it. 96z have such a special place in my heart! I cannot and will not part from them ever!!!! I'm not sure why, but out of the same-aged lines in the group, that one's my fave.

Second, I'm glad you resonated with the AsAm experiences and narrative in the story! Somehow I really struggle to write fics without some kind of hidden message or lesson because it started off purely as a not-so-reunion turned meet-cute... I guess I was just feeling some type of way! And the AsAm, multicultural experience is one not well-represented, if ever, in mainstream media anyway.

hope this finds you well!

Hello! Your message does find me well! I'm sorry it's taken a while to reply. I know everyone says "no rush, don't even worry about responding" but I find it to be a basic courtesy to bounce something back, especially if someone has gone out of their way to send an Internet stranger a message outside of my AO3 repertoire.

Alas, there are many of those "little things about the human mind" swirling in my skull. Maybe writing fanfic helps me get some of them out. I'm overflowing with words! A blessing and a curse, given my writing tends to be detailed but also very wordy.

All that aside, I felt compelled to write this after reading your broken compass post. I recently found your fics on Ao3 a few months ago, and you have no idea how much they tugged my heart out, broke it into pieces and put it back together again (this is NOT an exaggeration.) And now that I have tumblr, I followed you without a second thought :D

Think of this as a letter from a concerned stranger who finds comfort in your writing and only wishes the best for you.

College(or university? Whatever. Higher education. There) is hard and stupid and necessary. As a college student who is currently repeating her first year, all I can say is; I wish I'd done better.

Being a medic student is hard. Being a burned out medic student with less than a milligram of passion for medicine is even harder. Expectations stacked on you and failures after failures added onto the pile, it's safe to say I'm barely holding on.

But as they all say, this too shall pass. Rather obvious, but I'm bad with words so I'm trying my best here. This isn't supposed to be about me ranting about my problems to you, I intended for it to be a little more: "Hey, I'm experiencing something similar. You're not alone." I hope I succeeded.

I don't know what you're facing in your life right now (that is, if you even see this. I didn't bother to check the last time you updated here. I'm crossing my fingers.) , but I could only hope you'll find your calm. I'd say "happiness", but, as someone who's been at the bottom of the barrel (still am), all I ever wanted was a little bit of peace.

Whatever, whenever or wherever you find your peace, I hope they stay with you, until you're ready to find your happiness. Stay strong and take care of yourself. It's tempting to drown in that self pity and guilt and those negative thoughts, believe me, I know. But like everyone on the internet suggested, start small— don't forget to drink your water, take a walk, etc. etc. Again, rather obvious.

You don't have to reply (is this how you do it?), but if you're reading this I could only hope you find some comfort in it, no matter how small.

Your writings will stay in mind FOREVER. This isn't a promise but more like my destiny. Whatever you decide for yourself, you'll do great. Have a great day :) For the rest of your days (that sounds like you're dying, sorry it wasn't a threat)

Belated hello, anon. First of all, never apologize for your English! Knowing multiple languages is an incredible feat and imo nativity has no significant bearing on portraying your kind sentiments. Don't let colonialism make you think you're less-than based on your English skills. ;)

Thank you so much for taking the time to write to a fellow stranger on the Internet, let alone write with vulnerability. It's messages like yours that remind me that there are good, kind, and lovingly imperfect people on the Internet who care for one another. Even though we don't know each other, we understand each other in a way, and it's hard to forget that inherent part of human connection when it feels like everything is on fire all the time.