[6:50 A.m.] Kim Fucking Taehyung Stood In A Black Turtleneck Tucked Into Black Slack-like Pants And A

[6:50 a.m.] kim fucking taehyung stood in a black turtleneck tucked into black slack-like pants and a faux fur coat draped across the span of his broad shoulders. his stylist adjusted his bangs over his face as the magazine editor spotted you. “ah there you are, y/n, right on time. we’ll have someone help you set up, and we should be running in five minutes!” nodding, you started setting up your equipment and pulled out your camera. by the time you shot the photos, the time had gone from 6:50 to almost 9:30. you had help from the editor and the magazine’s staff. you did your best to shoot these pictures, if you were honest with yourself but how could you when taehyung looked so good? you tried not to stare at him too long, although his mere presence a couple feet away from you shook you to the core. once th shoot was over and you started to pack up, you felt your phone buzz. a text from an unknown number said: you wanna grab some breakfast? there’s this really nice place that makes a really good waffle nearby. when you texted back a tentative who’s this, your heart was beating out of your chest because almost immediately the unknown number replied taehyung. i got your number from the staff lol don’t freak out. well, you know what they say; when your all-time celebrity crush turned (kinda) colleague offers to grab breakfast with you, you don’t refuse.

Hi :) can i ask that you refrain from using ‘crimson’ and ‘red’ to describe the face of the reader when embarrassed? just to respect your readers who have a darker skin complexion and often feel excluded from reader-insert works that use exclusive physical descriptions. when conveying embarrassment there are many ways to write it without mentioning skin tone and physical descriptions! on a lighter note, i loved your sungchan timestamp <3

HI, so first of all, I would like to apologize. I most definitely did not intend even the slightest to offend anyone or to make anyone feel excluded. I’m so sorry if you felt this way :( it was not my intention at all! secondly, thank you so much for bringing this to my attention. I feel like I’ve used these descriptions in other places here and there throughout my works, so I’ll be sure to go back and change them. I truly had no idea that using these words could make someone feel excluded, so I deeply apologize for that. again, I’m so sorry and thank you so much for informing me about this.

xoxo zai

same

hiii nice to meet u my name is wowo<33

hiii it’s nice to meet you!! i’m zai 😃

that being said, i’ve also decided to scrap carpe diem, and instead i’ll do something else with the dead poets society/boarding school trope. I also kinda wanna just switch to writing long ass scenarios instead of committing to series.

eventually tho, i’ll finish coterie, since that’s my baby lol

i’ve deleted some works that flopped and am moving things around rip

[10:39 p.m.] (warning: dark humor since we’re talking cards against humanity lmfao) “okay, it’s my turn,” you breathed out, and set your cards down, picking up a black card. you read aloud, “what’s that smell?” a smile played along your lips as you watched your friends hurriedly look at their cards. you recently bought the game cards against humanity, which you think by far, has been one of your best investments. haechan grinned and set the first card down, before trying to peek at jisung’s cards. pushing him away, jisung slowly set down the next card, followed by jaemin, mark, chenle, jeno then finally your crush!renjun. you shuffled the cards, and began to read each card aloud, trying to show a minimal amount of reaction. “what’s that smell? coughing into a vagina; Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II; mouth herpes; poor life choices; bees?; Keanu Reeves; and Mr. Clean, right behind you.

“I have to say this is quite the bunch, but I narrowed it down to these three: the Queen one, the Mr. Clean one and poor life choices.” this made chenle and jaemin groan, while jisung said, “it was a shit card anyway,” with mark agreeing regarding his card. “sorry, but I think the winner is the Queen card.” renjun clapped at this, and taking the black card from your hand, fingers colliding gently with your own. the two of you blushed at this, and haechan simply groaned, “of course he wins! you literally love him!” renjun’s ears went red hearing this, and your eyebrows shot up, reaching for the pillow next to you and aimed it right for haechan, telling him “shut up!” the boys dodged it easily and everyone laughed at your antics, before quickly moving on to making mark the judge for the next round. you picked up your cards hastily, but throughout the rest of the night, you and renjun exchanged secret glances at one another, haechan’s words echoing in both of your heads.