an update

hi everyone! as most of you all know or guessed, misfits has been on hold for a very very long time. i have been really busy with life and im sure all of you were very confused and annoyed at the abrupt halt in uploads. misfits is not over and whilst i do my best to write, life got in the way heavily.

i was not able to write as i lost motivation due to many reasons. the main one being my mother, she has been diagnosed with mild cognitive impairment, which in the next two years is expected to develop into alzheimers. at this moment in time, it is already evident to me that her cognitive state will deteriorate quicker than in two years. it has affected not only her mental state, but my entire family. i had to get a new job to support my father with medical and utility bills.

it has affected my mental state an awful lot. my mother went from my rock to a scared, unsure person, anxious person in what seemed like only a few weeks. i have not been able to prioritise myself in a very long time, which is the reason for my lack of uploads, for this I truly apologise.

writing used to be my escape from the real world, just as I know reading my stories was an escape for you all as well.

this all leads me to my point in time right now. I have some free time now, as my father has decided to take my mother on a three-month-long vacation to do everything my mum has ever wanted to do. and to do it before her mental state is fully compromised.

i have been rereading 'Misfits' and I no longer like it. I can do better; some chapters are rushed, have loopholes, and contain unexplained elements. also, the story's order is not something I am proud of. you all deserve a better story.

but fear not, this is not me saying that I will delete it, or stop writing it. i am going to rewrite it completely. start from fresh. i will archive the chapters already released and upload the new chapters, starting from chapter one. the story will be more or less the same, just with a different style because I am not a fan of the way its written .

i got a lot of constructive feedback from people while writing this story, such as the chapters explaining the past should have been the first chapters, not in the middle of the story. i need to explore the relationships between reader and some of the boys more deeply, in order to keep the equality between all members. for all of your feedback I am forever grateful.

i would love to hear in the comments, dms, anon asks, anything any feedback you have for this story and I will 100% welcome it all with open arms.

with this being said, i cannot guarantee a date that I will start to upload these chapters, but I will do my best to upload chapters that I am proud of, and that you all will enjoy as much as I do to write them.

thank you all.

petal.

destiny.

➾ synopsis: waking up in the past is a disorienting experience. what’s even worse is it seems like you’re the only person in the world who is experiencing it. so when all of a sudden, a distressed man shows up claiming he has also woken up in the past. you realise he may be the key to your way home, yet he also just so happens to be a member from your favourite kpop group, ateez.

➾ word count: 25k

➾ pairing: idol! San x non idol!reader, soulmate au (kinda)

➾ warnings: slight violence, mentions of death, fluff

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Sitting regally in front of a beautifully adorned vanity, you are surrounded by your maids who are diligently preparing you for the grand banquet in the royal palace. You take a deep breath, the scent of incense and flowers filling the room, as your maids flit about you, attending to your every need. The dress you are to wear is a magnificent creation of delicate silk, adorned with intricate embroidery and adorned with gemstones that sparkle in the soft glow of the chamber's lanterns. The fabric is a rich shade of deep crimson, the colour reserved for the royal family.

You have always been fascinated by the process of dressing for such occasions. Your maids are skilled artisans, their fingers deft and nimble as they fasten your dress, adjust your ornate hairpins, and adorn you with exquisite jewellery. Your attire is a reflection of your station, a symbol of your lineage, and the embodiment of your role as a princess in the esteemed Joseon Dynasty. Yet, no matter how much you tell yourself, this is your life, you are just not able to get used to it.

Whilst your maids work, your thoughts turn inward. You can't help but feel a sense of unease, a mysterious foreboding that gnaws at your heart. Your life was so normal until you awoke to privilege and luxury, the weight of your responsibilities is never far from your mind. In this moment, with your heart fluttering like a caged bird, you need a respite from the constant attention and the constraints of the role you know you must get used to.

"Could I have a moment alone, please?" you ask your maids softly, your voice tinged with a sense of vulnerability.