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and suddenly, you - a yungi socmed au

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yunho thought that chapter ended long ago. but sometimes all it takes is a name on your screen to bring back every memory, every song, every reason you once fell in love.

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#seongsang #sfw

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#yungi #nsfw

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4 - ateez's "deja vu"
woohwa and the perpetual struggle of trying to get a word in edgewise when wooyoung really gets going...

and we'll call it #WIPwednesday, too.

@atzff.bsky.social

www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlnM...

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A screenshot of a wip reading: "You're doing it again," Hongjoong said low through a tight smile. Seonghwa took a long sip of wine, gaze flicking over to where Hongjoong was standing at his side. His lips were stained a slight red when he pulled his glass away. "What are you talking about?" Hongjoong's face fell flat. "Seonghwa. Don't act coy with me." Seonghwa cleared his throat and lifted his eyebrows. "Prince Seonghwa," Hongjoong corrected with a taste of frustration. "You know exactly what I'm referring to." Seonghwa sighed, gloved fingers playing with the stem of his wine glass, looking away from Hongjoong to the rest of the ballroom. "I told you, my court expects me to meet and mingle with dignitaries. I've ruled for over ten years without a spouse, people are starting to talk."

Hongjoong sighed, tilting his head to catch a glimpse of the gold chain he'd fascinated around Seonghwa's neck before the ball, one with KHJ engraved into a small charm near the back. He leaned in. "Then let them talk. You know no one could take care of you the way I do." He watched Seonghwa's Adam's apple bob with a swallow. "Hongjoong." Hongjoong stepped closer to Seonghwa, letting his hand travel to the small of Seonghwa's back. His eyes caught the profile of a tall blond man, smile bright as he chuckled and spoke to a small group of partygoers. The man looked over as if sensing Hongjoong's gaze, meeting Seonghwa's line of sight with a polite bow, grin softening to something more flirtatious. "Do you think he could pleasure you like I do?" Hongjoong asked, voice pitching a shade darker. "Hongjoong," Seonghwa snapped, but he didn't shrug off Hongjoong's touch. "It's not about that. They have land and we have resources. He's an important ally." "That's what this is about? Allyship?" Hongjoong steeled his face into something unreadable, catching the blond man's eyes, making him turn back around and resume conversation. "We need tonight to go well. Don't make a scene."

#WIPWednesday at last with some Prince Seonghwa and bodyguard Hongjoong at a fancy party totally not flirting in public

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Since i posted the wrong version earlier, I decided to post the right one now that I'm a bit more rested.
Kintsugi's 5th chapter (right word now 😂).
No Wooyoung was hurt in the making of this chapter, I swear

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early #wipwednesday been working on Leviathan after not touching it for months

// seongjoong, siren seonghwa, pirate hongjoong, very very mild dubcon

enjoy seonghwa courting hongjoong and a glimpse of the first smut scene. hwa loves (needs) eye contact🥴

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snippet from my lore hongsan wip: Yeosang is unfailingly polite. It nearly makes Hongjoong feel bad for resenting him the way he does everything else around here, but his friend with the scowl — Wooyoung? — seems to be regarding him with the level of suspicion rival cats do one another in the street. He falls upon the hot drink and breakfast with gusto, the turn of his stomach settled by the appearance of warm broth, mushrooms and green onion floating in the cloudy suspension. "'M not a spy," Hongjoong says between glugs. "Not that you'll believe me. It just happens to be the truth." The soup is distractingly good, salty and savory. He raises the bowl to his lips with both hands to finish it all. "And he likes the soup," Yeosang says, turning his eyes to Wooyoung with significance.

WIP weds - it's a good sign when you like the soup 🙂‍↕️⚔️

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Heavy footsteps thudded on the floorboards. Hongjoong glanced over his shoulder. Mingi leaned against the wall, cigarette resting lazy between his lips. Smoke curled around him, drifting toward the window and over Hongjoong’s summer flowers. A delicate gold chain pooled in the hollow of his throat. He looked like Adriano Panatta in the seventies—thighs thicker than Hongjoong’s waist, a forest-green polo with a Johnny collar stretched tight across his chest. An ace if there ever was one. “We have a new neighbor,” Hongjoong said, turning back to the flower box. “I liked the old one.” Hongjoong snipped a bluebell and dropped it into the tulipiere. He watched Mingi in his periphery. “He’s very good-looking.” Mingi’s eyes narrowed. “Better looking than me?” Hongjoong could feel Mingi’s temper rising. It made his heart race; it made him want to be mean.

“Answer,” Mingi said, sharper now. Hongjoong faced him. “Give me a compliment, and maybe I’ll give you one.” Mingi pushed off the wall. “Your red hair suits you,” he said, cigarette bobbing with each word. “It makes you look like one of your little poppies.” Hongjoong took a step closer. “Try again.” Mingi’s eyes flashed—desire or anger. After ten years, Hongjoong still couldn’t tell the difference. The cigarette burned down. “I’ve never wanted a man the way I want you.” Desire, then. Hongjoong moved toward him until the smoke stung his nostrils. Closer still, until he had to tilt his head back to meet Mingi’s eyes. All his life he’d hated being small, but with Mingi, it was his power. He heard the change in Mingi’s breath. “Prove it.”

wipwed from Ring Pop // new minjccng coming later this month 🐥🐿️ "prove it."

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This one might never see the light of day, but it’s also the only thing I’ve managed to write this week besides drabbles so! Wip Wednesday it is.

CW: disassociation, implied hospitalization

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sharing a WIP here instead of twt. (bc I dont really have followers here)

Writiny, don't forget it's #WIPwednesday 😊

ahhh i love making moodboards!!! these are for my two ongoing fics!

Omg I love this sm. Here’s one that feels like me if I was in the lore universe🖤

CW:// Suicide attempt, Plague, Witch Hunt, Plane Crash, Execution by Hanging, & Miscarriage.

These recent Moodboards are for an fic I'm posting after New year! Each tells the story of 4 sirens (Hwa, Woo, Mingi, & Sang) falling in love with humans in different time periods only for tragedy to hit.

This is such a cool idea, I make so many moodboards but never considered how I'd make to represent my writing as a whole.

At the moment maybe this is it... intricate, with a hint of angst over pretty things 😊

I don't have many mb on my phone but this one is still a vibe