Say It With Me: There Is No Correct Way To Write PoC, Because We Are Not A Monolith. Literally Every

say it with me: there is no “correct” way to write PoC, because we are not a monolith. literally every type of character you could imagine—we can be that. literally all you have to do is toggle the skin color and culture on your imagination’s character creation screen.

you don’t HAVE to know everything about desi culture to write a desi character; maybe they’re a member of the diaspora and are more distant from their culture. maybe it’s a fantasy world where there IS no desi culture. you don’t have to know everything about the black diaspora and the cultures that emerged from it to write black characters—literally i could repeat this for every single nonwhite identity and it would still be true.

and if you’re going to include our cultures or real world experiences, be open to critique. stop telling us to be satisfied with the bare minimum and no effort, but then turn around and and say you “tried your best and you people are never satisfied” because that isn’t the answer either.

if you can research the dragons of different cultures for 5 hours to figure out how to depict them respectfully, you can do the same service for the characters of color you write.

CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT THE LITTLE COCKY SMIRK HAN JISUNG JUST THROWS AROUND SOMETIMES like cmon man i can’t handle that

ahhhHHhhhHhHHh??????

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y’all wait my birthday is in a month exactly- that’s crazy. and kinda scary. help TT

THIS IS SO FUCKING AHHHHHH?????

Could you write one where it’s #20 with Seungmin?

heyy bb, okie ill work on this, but please know that requests are currently closed. i'll open them up a little later, when i think i have the time. i hope you enjoy this nonetheless^^

20. “YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU LOOKING LIKE THAT WHILE I WAS IN A MEETING!”

seungmin x reader ! cw; teasing, slight sexting, mentions of f. recieving, pet names like doll, pup, baby, etc. wc.— 468.

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now you couldn't really think of doing something like this to your boyfriend. your brain knew it would be mean, cruel even. but your fingers ached to send him that one pic you took at the trial room.

that one pic of you wearing pale coloured lingerie, with lace and everything. what made it even prettier, sluttier even, was the thoughts you had while putting it on.

your fingers trace the material, your nails lightly scrape the strap while you did so. a whimper leaves your pink lips, thinking of how seungmin would love it on you, liking it more off your body. thoughts roam to when he'd lazily remove the straps one by one, teasing you obviously. what was your boyfriend if he didn't tease you one bit?

your mind shifted to thinking about when he'd just casually move your panties to the side, slipping a finger in with ease, because that's how soaked you were for him, and he'd just grin at that. "pretty pup all wet for me, aren't you?" he had said just last night, when he fucked you in that lingerie, only to rip it off, hence the reason for you to go buy a whole new pair. maybe even two more.

again your mind shifted to thinking if it was mean for wanting to send him a picture of you, in the lingerie. but then again, he'd always tease you, and today was your turn.

«image attached»

‹how does this look, min?› you typed out, somewhat hesitant on your current action. you regretted sending that, knowing that seungmin would be either busy or in a meeting.

‹baby...› came his reply, and you could see three dots, showing you that he was typing.

‹YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU LOOKING LIKE THAT WHILE I WAS IN A MEETING! ›

a small smirk formed on your lips, as you type out your response, your fingers flying on the keyboard, telling him how much you missed him, and how you want him to touch you. you asked him if you could send in another picture, of you wearing a different colour lingerie, a different design altogether. this one being more revealing.

without waiting for his reply, you attached an image, and exited the chat, your legs carrying you to the counter for billing. your phone vibrated in your pocket, and the caller ID showed seungmin's name, and that's when you froze.

"what the fuck is wrong with you? if you love being a brat so much, doll, you might as well just get punished," came his voice through the phone, his tone low, like he didn't want anyone to find out who he was talking to.

"get back into the trial room, pup. you're not leaving that store until you've made me cum."

hands. that’s it. my hand kink is acting up so like…. hands :)