Its Heartbreaking To See Talented Creatorsranging From New To Veteran To Anywhere In Betweenstruggle

It’s heartbreaking to see talented creators—ranging from new to veteran to anywhere in between—struggle with this platform’s (community’s?) lack of engagement with their content and ultimately retire or relocate to another site. It’s challenging, bordering on impossible, to share your content beyond the little bubble of your following when posts languish in everyone’s Likes rather than being reblogged. It’s demoralizing to read messages like “my dashboard is dead” when this is how creators are treated here, when users who have been here for years watch their numbers dwindle as the like to reblog ratio worsens, when new creators can’t even cultivate a following because their work is never seen. Of course this wears on us even when we’re not doing it “for the notes.” Of course creators are leaving. When we’re treated as dispensable, what reason do we have to stay?

Can u write for dpr about how ur a really good friend of him, and everyone thinks u guys should be together, but u and dabin just never discussed it and so it startssss

Super sorry for completing this so late.

https://write-here-n-now.tumblr.com/post/180675443417/really-good-friends

Please enjoy and write feedback.

1:17 am

Three brisk knocks to the door catch your attention.

Without wasting a second, you walk up to the door to let in the late night, or early morning, intruder.

Once you open the door, you are greeted with a disheveled Mark Lee. Messy hair, jacket on haphazardly and buttons undone. Either he got dressed on the run or with his eyes closed.

“Can I come in?”

It’s barely a whisper and he already knows the answer. You silently move out of his way, holding the door open for him to step inside.

You don’t even need to ask him his reason for gracing you with his presence, at the late hour, as he begins to explain a story that you’ve heard one too many times.

“we broke up, again”

He doesn’t meet your eyes and remains standing, fidgeting with the zipper of his jacket.

“She’s gotten too much, she told me she never wanted to see me again, all cause I stopped her from drinking, when she was already shit faced drunk”. He walks towards the couch to sit down, bracing himself, because he too was a little tipsy.

You stand quietly, staring at this boy in front of you. The boy who you’ve seen in this same situation countless times, you swear the night feels like deja vu.

You stay silent for a while, letting the previous words settle in to you.

Taking a seat next to him, without hesitation you ask.

“Do you love her?”

“I don’t know”

“Is she comfortable for you to be with or do you still love her?”, trying again this time emphasizing the word love.

He leans back, exasperated, running a hand through his knotted locks.

“I really don’t know y/n, I wouldn’t be this frustrated if I knew”

He did know, and so did you. He just wasn’t ready to let go of the first real relationship he’s ever had, but it was getting out of hand.

“Do you want to find out?”

You turn to face him.

“Yes of course”, blurting almost desperately, now sitting up straight.

He was getting tired of the fights, the cheating, and the seesaw of a relationship.

You move closer to him, placing a hand on his thigh, while the other moves to cup the side of face.

You can feel him tense under your touch, obviously confused and shocked at what the hell you were doing.

You press your lips to his, feeling him relax into the kiss. As you go to pull away, he moves closer to deepen the kiss.

It’s simply intoxicating, kissing Mark Lee.

Pulling away, you can feel blood rush to every inch of your body.

The realization hits the both of you, presumably at the same time, that two best friends have just kissed each other.

Your heart is racing, the sound is pumping in your ears and you're sure your whole body is buzzing.

“Ummm” he starts but is unable to form a coherent sentence. What do people say after they kiss their bestfriend?

“You don’t love her”

You state, simply, like it's a fact you’ve known your whole life.

“I guess I don’t”, beaming, he pulls you into another kiss.

Also im here to support and represent like all genders and races in my silly little writings and imagines etc so feel free if u have a certain request for how the reader should be

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Artists I write for;

Big Hit; BTS

JYP; GOT7, Stray Kidz

Pledis; SEVENTEEN

SM; EXO, NCT 

Starship; Monsta X

YG; iKON, Winner

AOMG; GRAY, Jay Park, Loco, Simon Dominic

Ambition Musik; Changmo, 

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~ I will not write smut (I can go as far as implied smut nothing beyond that).

~ Please don’t request anything with rape, harassment or physical assault. 

~ Please don’t request anything with mental illnesses, disorders or self-harm. 

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break my mind’s eye pt. 9 — jjk

Requested by anon.

Plot: Jungkook thinks that the best way to seal a deal is with marriage.

Pairing: Druglord!Jungkook x FashionDesigner!Reader (Belle).

Genre: mafia!au | 18+ | angst, smut.

Warnings: drugs, sexual content (present in previous parts), emotionally disturbing events (late miscarriage), angst (heavy—crying, betrayal, toxic relationship), violence (minor rough grabbing by security guards), blood (graphic depictions of bleeding and pain), slight carelessness during medical emergency.

Links: Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4 | Pt. 5 | Pt. 6 | Pt. 7 | Pt. 8 | | Masterlist

Word Count: 9.8k

A/N: here it is lovelies the second last part…next one is the finale…holy shit that’s weird to write. I hope you enjoy I really do because this hurt. 

Sidenote: it’s not completely proofread please excuse any minor mistakes. 

Three Months Later

In the deep quiet hour of the night, Belles’ stomach jolted her awake to a dark room. For a moment, when her bearings were not quite right, fear settled as if she transported to a strange place. Quickly turning her gaze there laid Jungkook with his back facing up and an arm around her torso. For the first time she let out a sigh of relief seeing the man’s face knowing that her location was at least familiar.

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