shifter aus. i'm still not huge on them as a primary trope or feature in a fic but writing my hongsang dragon shifter au has been really fun!
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sci-fi! but then I saw several prompts for the yunsan fest and was like why the f not
yeah definitely omegaverse XD once I realized I could just keep the parts of the concept I liked it got a lot more appealing
Never thought i'd write omegaverse but here we are
zombie au. i cannot and never have read a zombie au bc i can't handle the suspense and anxiety of it all (and they're usually so tragic).
i thought i'd never touch the idea and yet here i am 1/2 of the way through chapter 1 of my own zombie au.
Writiny, a question for you!
Is there a trope that you didn't expect to ever write / like that you've grown to enjoy? 🤔
Share your answers in the comments or quotes! 🤍
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~ Lavender's Kiss of Solidarity ~
💜Chapter 9/12 (~7.2k/~62k)
💜Rated E
💜Tailor HJ x Rich Bachelor SH
💜1930s AU, Arranged & Lavender Marriage
💜Queer Found Family, Side Government Ships
💜Wedding Night, D/s undertones, Voyeurism
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No, it's not 😊
Atiny, it's recommendation day!
Share your favorite fanfics of the week in the quotes and comments 🤍
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A capture of a wip of a fanfiction with this: Mingi didn't know what to do with his hands, and he was so nervous he almost knocked the glass of the iced americano over as he moved to grab the straw if it wasn't for Jongho's incredibly fast reflexes. "Sorry!" Mingi exclaimed, feeling completely mortified, his face turning red out of embarrassment. Jongho was so endeared he didn't know what to do. He wanted to do many things, like kiss Mingi, for example, or telling him that there was nothing he had to worry about or to be so nervous about, or saying something stupid as if he had knocked fifty iced americanos he would have repurchased every single one of them. "No worries, hyung. Crisis averted." MIngi smiled and nodded, and then he just went silent, twirling the straw of his coffee, the clinking noises of the ice against the glass the only sound around them. "I'm sorry I didn't… reply to you." Mingi finally blurted out, he really wanted to say that out loud, he wanted to express how thankful he was for Jongho not to give up, no matter how terrified he was feeling. "I got… I got overwhelmed." Jongho sighed, as if he had been holding a tension he wasn't aware of. "I am glad you gave me the chance, hyung. I promise I will make it worth it." He grinned, his nose scrunching for a slight second and Mingi's heart made somersaults inside of his chest again. Why did someone like Jongho want to go on a date with him. He couldn't make sense out of it.
my first #wipwednesday (i always forget)
a little snip of unworthy of your love part 2, it's jcnggi first date ever!
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✨WIP Wednesday for Lavender's Kiss of Solidarity✨
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From the shadows, a flat voice speaks up, “You’re late.” San startles. Instinctively, his hand flies to the back of his trousers, where his fingers brush against the cool metal of his laser gun. Once he spots the familiarly tall figure the voice belongs to, he relaxes and puts on a cheeky grin. “I suppose if there’s someone that can melt into shadows even in the brightest of corners, it is you, Ghost.” Jeong Yunho—famously known as Ghost among Novo Halanians—materializes into the alley like he really had been non-corporeal seconds ago. His black hair is tousled in a way that indicates he didn’t bother much before coming, curling slightly around the nape of his neck. “Shadows cannot exist without light,” he points out, dryly. His expression is blank as ever, but over the past weeks San has gotten quite good at noticing small changes like the slight tilt of his head, the brief twitch of his eyebrows, or the subtle purse of his lips. Now all he needs to learn is what each means. “Perhaps you should pay more attention to your surroundings.” San’s grin stretches. “Maybe I like you watching me from the shadows. Makes me feel all safe.”
i've got too many wips right now T_T but here's a little scene from my yunsan space heist au
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Hell, San thinks, is watching Jongho disappear in a swarm of electric blue sparks. The weave is shredding, folding, serpentine and geometric all at once as it grazes its claws along his flesh, feather-light and bone-deep. Unraveling him with a single stroke down his spine, like there's a zipper hidden in the notches of it that no one else has ever been able to find. He's unwinding, unbecoming, splintering before her as the shroud of magic digs in deeper. No amount of lunging will get her close enough when the blood of the world wants to keep her away. Choi San realizes she's in love with her husband like this, flayed open and screaming through bile-soaked teeth on the battlefield as the very thing keeping their hearts in rhythm sets its teeth to his skin. The very thing she has written verse in search of, pined and broken nails to the quick for, hits her like a lightning strike. Death itself would be kinder, were it still an option.
Happy #wipwednesday! Pls enjoy this snippet from Conscription part 3
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🌕 Us By Night
🌙 Woogi
🌙 Chapter 3/?, 16k/24k
🌙 Superhero au, mild peril and science
🌙 Rated M (eventual E)
🔗archiveofourown.org/works/77066811/chapters/...
"Sometimes the truth isn't good enough, sometimes people deserve more."
- The Dark Knight