When the door eases open and Seungmin slips back inside the room, Changbin is propped up in his bed on his elbows, staring, waiting for his brain to catch up. Like it needs a moment to confirm that he's conscious and lucid and not, in fact, imagining the other man's presence. "I was trying to be quiet," Seungmin informs him, no longer trying to be quiet. As he closes the door behind him, naturally gentle with it even though he's disturbing no one, he registers Changin's demeanor and pauses. "Did you think I was an intruder?" "No, says Changbin in a voice rough from sleep, feeling dangerously out of practice. How is the morning-after thing supposed to go, again? Is there a casual, non-pathetic way to say I didn't expect you to still be here but I'm really happy that you are? Changbin stares. Seungmin stares back. The silence yawns between them like the room itself is saying Well? What now? Seungmin points to himself. "I'm Seungmin,' he says flatly. "You brought me here last night."

finally, a fresh #wipwed from me and it's some sorta chemistry ch. 4!! seungbin have much to think about

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#writesky #wipwed #april1st

“Astrals, Nyx, calm down,” he softly mutters, stepping in front of the massive kitten before reaching out. A poor decision, in hindsight, but all Nyx does is narrow his eyes at Cor, flicking a whisker towards him that feels like a hiccup of a misplaced lightning spell.

#wipwed #ffxv

Who says being a gremlin doesn't get results? Amirite, wwx?

(Also, I've apparently used this word 51 times in my draft, 19 of which are in chapter 1 alone. Lol)

#mdzs #mdzsww #ficwip #wipwed #wipwednesday #wordgamewednesday

Excerpt from the upcoming chapter 16 of red lights for wipwed 💕🚨

#wipwednesday #skzff #straykids #fanfiction #omegaverse #wipwed

@skzff.bsky.social

You can read red lights on AO3: archiveofourown.org/works/632094...

“I want it, though,” Yoongi said then, looking swiftly up at Namjoon. It was instinctive, and as with all his impulses, he knew this one to be true. He wanted to be alone with Namjoon and see where it took them. “I want it all. Your promises, and mine, and for all of it to drive the both of us crazy.” His lips quirked upward as he stretched out a hand. “Namjoon ah. Ask hyung again?”

i was gonna post earlier but i got distracted by bangtan (🤧) but it's still wednesday somewhere i guess. have some heartfelt feelings but i think it just doesn't compare with that drone show vow renewal we just saw :/ how 2 beat real love? #wipwed

ok a lil more #wipwed

Because I also want to play #wordgamewednesday, here's another snippet for #wipwednesday.

A-Ying isn't the only baobao to cross the mystery Lan lady's path!

#wipwed #ficwip #mdzs

🔁 was the winner. Thanks for voting! And to prove I actually worked on it, this week for #mdzsww we have modern wwx who's lived and watched a lot of crime dramas, thank you very much.

#wipwed #wipwednesday #mdzs

"It scared me when you mentioned the videos at the locker room. You're kind of a loudmouth and a busybody. Full ofense." "Ya wound me Omi-Omi." "Thanks for not telling anybody." Atsumu blinked, "Of course. Ya shouldn't thank me fer somethin' like that. I'd never. It's yer business." "So, why are your sets and serves shit recently?" "Wow, ya stopped bein' afraid fer yer own ass and yer instantly pickin' fights with me again?" "I'm not picking a fight. I'm being frank. You're too tense, you make a lot of mistakes, your communication is bad and your mood is affecting the team-" "Oi-" "-and you're usually bet—you're usually not like that. If it's—it's because of me, somehow, I'd like to know… It's affecting the team. Atsumu wanted to scoff. What a tsundere ya are, Omi-Omi. "Ah, well, I have a workin' set of eyes Omi-Omi. Yer distractin' me is all."

what is this?? mother tongue #skts #wipwed by salt on a wednesday??

dragon kuroo for #wipwed bcus this one is going to take a million years

God, there was nothing better than this. The air was stifling beneath the duvet. Sweat dripped down Seonghwa's temples, his cock painfully hard against the mattress. The smell of San's clean sweat made him feel like an animal. He trailed kisses up the length of him, wet ones that made him glisten in the filtered light, then dragged his nose back down, rooting in the coarse hair at the base. San's hands twisted in the sheets. "Will you...?" Seonghwa flipped the covers up. His brows arched at the sight of San's expression—wrecked even though he hadn't really done anything yet, hair mussed, as though he'd been scrubbing his hands over his face. "Will I what?" he asked innocently. San groaned. "Seonghwa, come on." "I'm all sweaty," Seonghwa said in a low rasp. "I might take a shower."

"Will you —in your mouth-please?" San's voice cracked, his cheeks as red as his cock. Seonghwa hovered above him, watching San's muscles tense in waves. His cock twitched toward Seonghwa's mouth, as though it were begging, too. "I'm not sure I understand," Seonghwa said, letting his mouth pool with saliva. A long strand of spit dripped down, landing on the tip. San tilted his head back, stretching the horizontal lines banding the thick column of his neck. "Ask," Seonghwa prompted. San's palms dragged down his face. "Will you suck my dick?" "Oh," Seonghwa said softly. "Why didn't you just say so?" San made a humiliated little sound as Seonghwa lowered himself again.

sanhwa #wipwed from the next chapter of the BSC // will you…?

"It won't be too intense," Coach Lee emphasizes, "We just want to get your bodies moving, and to maybe start talking strategies for doubles." "But we'll rest in the morning, right?" Minho asks, crossing his arms, "I could sleep in, or catch up with my reading." "Nerd," Jisung teases, a smile gracing his lips for the first time in a while, "What are you reading about now?" "How to destroy my enemies." It is things like these that make people think he is rude, but Jisung knows that it is a joke, so when he laughs, Minho feels his heart skip a beat, perfectly pleased with himself. The world may not understand him, but he can always count on Han Jisung to do so.

no one boo at me, the tennis was bound to happen (again) at some point #wipwed #pepperwrites

Jisung keeps breathing with Minho, syncing up without meaning to. Jisung thinks about tomorrow — the open door, the conversation he promised — and his stomach tilts, fear and relief riding the same line. If he says it out loud, everything changes. If he doesn’t, he breaks. He chokes on both truths and chooses the smaller one: look into my eyes; don’t come yet. He can do that. He can follow. He can be what he’s told to be. Straight is a story he knows how to tell. Minho is a fact he can’t stop touching.

a lil minsung for you on #wipwed

#wipwed #bakt if u see Tsukki crying leave him he's exactly where he wants to be

#wipwed some are you sick of me ch 4 babble

For some reason, this scene cracks me up, like wwx's pulling out a wallet photo or something, but this is canonverse, so it's an ink painting on a scroll. 🤣🤣

#mdzs #mdzsww #ficwip #wipwed #wipwednesday #wordgamewednesday

#WIPWed - Centaur Ghost and Cupid Soap - featuring a bunch of that nipple play I was mentioned. Gonna be fun trying to figure out how to tag this lol #ghoap #ghostsoap

Seonghwa took in the subway map of tendons in San’s neck, the artful taper of his waist and the way the light pooled in his collarbones. He’d seen a body like San’s only once before—during a short-term contract with the Met, photographing sculptures from their permanent collection. Perfect, intentional forms displayed in a fractured world. He’d stolen a small one for Wooyoung to pose with, then let him keep it as payment. In his defense, the Met stole it first. Click. Seonghwa stepped away from the tripod, walking behind him. He lifted the fur from San’s shoulders. San turned his head, their faces only an inch apart. “Did you get what you need?” Seonghwa’s gaze dropped to the creases in San’s throat. “Yeah.”

He stepped away, unscrewing the camera. “Maybe I’ll see you around?” San said behind him. Seonghwa huffed a quiet laugh. San belonged on the Upper East Side, or worse—South Street Seaport. Seonghwa’s friends would eat him alive. “Maybe.” He picked up San’s coat from the love seat and held it open. San’s arms found the holes without breaking eye contact. “Let me walk you out,” Seonghwa said, letting his fingers linger a moment too long. The iron stairs sang beneath them. They stepped into the gallery, where a massive synth was droning, repeating a single note until it warped into something like laughter. Projected words read: I DREAMED I HAD TO TAKE A TEST IN A DAIRY QUEEN ON ANOTHER PLANET.

Time Lapse sanhwa #wipwed no.2
>> the Model

For today’s #wipwed we have my brainworms doing monkey dances since I saw summer Fubuki with a surfboard. This is gonna be a little longer of a project, I think, but these kiddos deserve to be goofy goobers, I think

#runefactory #rfgoa #runefactoryguardiansofazuma #writing #amwriting

I keep forgetting about #wipwednesday! #wipwed #residentevil #graceashcroft #victorgideon #residentevilrequiem

lwj 'bout to show these bitches what's up. 🤣

#mdzs #mdzsww #ficwip #wipwed #wipwednesday #wordgamewednesday

Happy #wipwed — got some Hanahaki AU for #rfgoa…. Fubuki is going thru it. But Sister Spring will take care of him… 🥹🌸❄️

#runefactory #runefactoryguardiansofazuma #fubuki #ulalaka #writing #amwriting

#WIPwed preview of the next chunk! Cupid Soap is trying to track down the next name on his list but he keeps getting distracted since that night with his mystery soul mate. I WONDER WHO IT COULD BE. #ghoap #ghostsoap

And in a way, Yoongi had felt relief. It was easier for Namjoon and him to be bandmates, for nothing to have to change. For the love between them to be part of the gift shared between seven men, for them to be able to look away from staring at each other too closely, because it was easier for their love to be the quotient of an infinite ocean divided by seven. It still made the portion smaller and easier to hold, even if it still approached infinity.

today for #wipwed: here's me writing about bangtan and namgi's love like bodies of water, ahead of finding out the title track is called 'swim' - made possible by how freaking consistent bangtan is with their metaphors and meaning

It's glaring now; the gaps in a structure that was not meant to last. The cracks in a house that was built with no foundation; he hates it. He despises that he allowed things to get to this point, he hates himself to cling on to the weak walls around him because the view through the window is still beautiful. Minho hates to admit that he should have left earlier so that he never ended up like this. Hurting, scared, unable to talk, confused by the way his friends react to the things he says.

#wipwed #pepperwrites sunshine and heavy rain chapter seventeen

#wipwed is almost over but I here's my Styx/Hornet snippet while I am waiting for it to be beta'd #SilkSong #Hornet

“Is that your idea of a romantic line?” Yoongi teased. “Quoting your own letter to me? That’s almost as bad as quoting your own lyrics.” “'One time, two times,’” Namjoon sing-songed in return, dancing a little on the spot, cheese all over his grin. Yoongi clutched the notepad. Not their unit song. Yoongi was both unimpressed and horribly endeared. “I’m this close to chucking this at you,” he deadpanned. “Wouldn’t be the first time you’ve thrown something at me,” Namjoon said cheerfully, walking toward Yoongi and stopping beside his desk. “Not even the second time. Or the tenth, even.”

#wipwed from the quotient of love!!! last february i had just started not-writing this namgi epistolary fic and look ma i'm now writing chapter 6 (!!!!) (and there's no epistolary in this chapter 🤪)

ok i’ve written some of the beginning and i’ve written some
of the end. now i just gotta draw the rest of the fucking horse and also make it look like a horse and also remember what a horse looks like #wipwed