rules: post 3 snippets from published work, and 3 from your wips
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I've been in a writing slump lately - I have a million WIPs in progress but am unable to find the motivation or concentration to finish any. So if any of these sound interesting, please let me know - your excitement is what keeps me going! 💕💕💕
There’s some smut in some of these snippets, so I’ll put those under a cut.
3 WIPs:
The Rules:
“And after that, we were banned from ever visiting Ikea again,” Chan finishes, a crooked grin crossing his face as he waits for your reaction.
“That is… the greatest story I’ve ever heard,” you inform him. “Thank you, just, so much, for that.”
Chan nods, leaning back against the vinyl of the booth seat. “Now, you’re not gonna run off and snitch to Changbin, are you? Tell him I’ve divulged all his dirty secrets?”
You press your hand to your chest, looking scandalized. “Absolutely not! I would never. Everything you’ve told me stays with me.” You pause. “Until I need it.”
“Fair.” His grin returns, cheekier than ever. “If you’re gonna use it for blackmail, I will be expecting a cut. Just to warn ya.”
A server stops by your table to grab your empty glasses and drop off the check. It feels like the perfect opportunity to bring the night to a close - thank Chan for the drinks, since he didn’t even attempt to argue with you about paying, simply dropped his card on the tray, thank him for the gossip, and bid him a good evening.
But no. You’re you, and so instead of saying “Thank you” or “Good night,” you say,
“I think we could come to an arrangement.”
Chan tilts his head, eyes roaming from your smiling lips down to your goose-dimpled thighs and back, and you realize you may have miscalculated a bit. Because the sweet expression on his face has vanished, replaced by a look of hunger so ravenous, your pulse quickens - the primal reaction of prey realizing it’s exactly where a hunter wants it.
“Could we now?” He shifts slightly, the arm around your shoulders falling between you as he signs the receipt. He taps the pen on the table. “I like the sound of that.”
You do too, which is why there are klaxons suddenly blaring in your head. You should really leave. Instead of sliding further into the corner of the booth as Chan casually leans forward, blocking your view of the rest of the bar.
That’s when the hand that was at Chan’s side creeps its way onto your exposed thigh.
Untitled Vamp!Jimin sequel (to Claim):
Jimin lets out a loud laugh. “Damn, you are beyond drunk. Come on, let’s get you ready for bed, you lush.”
Fine, maybe you are drunk. Tonight had been a bit of a special occasion. Tonight, your boyfriend finally introduced you to the rest of his coven. To the vamps who had basically raised him from a feral fledgling to be the incredible undead man he is today. Since you are wildly, hopelessly, head over heels in love with Jimin, you’d been nervous as hell to meet all of his friends. You wanted them to approve of you and Jimin’s relationship. To approve of you. Which meant you’d gone a little heavy on the wine tonight.
In the end, you’d had nothing to fear. Jimin’s friends loved you, and the feeling had been more than mutual. So the drinking turned from anxious to celebratory. Leaving you now stumbling around your boyfriend’s bedroom as he tries to shepherd you towards the closet, where your pajamas (an old t-shirt of his) await.
But you’re not ready for bed. At least, not for sleep. Immediately, your petulant side makes itself known as you drop onto his bed with a pout. “Don’t wanna sleep. Not tired.”
Jimin stops at the end of the bed, reaching for you. His hands are ice, like always, but they feel good laced between your warm fingers. “Didn’t say anything about sleep, now did I?” You try to resist his tugging, try to pull him onto the bed with you. It’s futile. All he has to do is engage a tenth of his vamp strength and you’re on your feet. You squeak in delight.
“I love it when you do that!”
His grin blinds you from this close as he wraps his arms around you. “When I do what?”
“Use your vamp strength and toss me around like a ragdoll.” You sigh happily, beaming as he rubs his nose against yours.
“Like a ragdoll, hmm?” Eyebrow cocked, he spins you around, aiming you towards the closet. “Got it. Now strip it down for me.”
Untitled YoonMinKook x Reader fic:
As soon as the door is closed, Jungkook’s kissing you, walking you backwards towards his couch. There are no words spoken when he pulls you into his lap, peeling your shirt off so he can run his mouth along the swell of your breasts where they spill over the cups of your bra. Nor are there any when his hand slips down your pants and yours slips down his. It isn’t until he’s got you naked on his bed, thighs wrapped around his ears as his mouth hovers over your cunt, that he finally breaks the silence.
“Thank you,” he sighs happily, warm breath dancing across your skin.
The pillows under your head and shoulders give you the perfect view of his face as he peers up at you. “You’re thanking me? For this?” Shouldn’t you be thanking him?
“Yeah. Couldn’t stop thinking about it. Was afraid you were gonna say no.” He grins, a bashful smile more befitting someone who isn’t currently nestled between your legs. His nose crinkles, and you sigh.
You’ve always loved the delicate little slope of his nose. Now, with him nuzzling right into your sensitive nub, you wonder if he’d let you ride it. It looks perfect for riding.
“I mean… after the other day, at the cabin…” you trail off when he kisses your inner thigh, lips lightly fluttering there. “You know, I didn’t know you were into guys.”
He stops long enough to laugh. “”M not into guys or girls. I’m into people.” His hand gently squeezes your ass as his eyebrows wiggle. “All genders are welcome to flatten me with their thick thighs. I’m an equal opportunity pancake.”
You laugh, which quickly turns into a whimper as he licks along your slit. “Are you saying I have thick thighs?”
“Your thighs are perfect,” he murmurs, breathing into your clit, fingers gripping your plump skin as you unconsciously try to squirm away from the ticklish sensation. He keeps you locked in place, not just with his hands, but with the look he gives you. It tells you to stay still, so you do.
“I’ve never flattened anyone with them, though.”
He smirks, smugness dripping from his voice. “That’s because you’ve never let me do this before.”
3 Published:
Into The Rush:
Seokjin’s gaze bounces between the two of you. “I feel like I’m missing something.”
Taehyung sees you nibbling on your bottom lip and he turns to his brother. “I can explain. Buttercup here-”
“Buttercup can speak for herself,” you interject, “and don’t call me that.” With a sigh, you slug back another shot of soju and look at Seokjin. He’s waiting patiently to hear what you have to say. “I was… kinda seeing someone a few months ago. And I thought that I had something with them, and it turned out that I was wrong. They didn’t feel the same way I did, so…” You trail off, not sure how to say ‘so I spent the last few months crying in my room over a broken heart.’
Luckily, Seokjin spares you this confession, nodding sympathetically. “I gotcha,” he says simply, and you nod back, stuffing some rice into your mouth so you don’t cry at the warmth in his expression.
“I don’t know why you’re being so cryptic about who it was,” Taehyung frowns. “She’s talking about Yoongi.”
Something passes over Seokjin’s face quickly, so fast you almost miss it as you smack your roommate on his arm. He yelps in shock.
“What? He was going to find out eventually, they’re best friends!”
Versus:
You tug against the restraints, testing their give. There is none.
“Finally, our little dance comes to an end, pretty bird,” Yoongi coos, twirling his dagger, the light from the lamp swinging overhead reflecting off the long blade. “Does that make you sad?”
“You make me sad,” you hiss. “You’re pathetic.”
He’s annoying the fuck out of you right now, as usual, refusing to shut up long enough to let you figure out what’s going on with your powers. Again you try to access them and fail.
This isn’t the time to panic. You need to get free. Guess you’ll have to do this the hard way.
Yoongi’s gaze rakes over you slowly as you hang helplessly against the wall. Ignoring the sudden stirring in your gut, you pull on the ropes. There. Your left hand. If you can just twist a little more….
Yoongi presses his blade against your throat. The cold metal bites into your skin as his other hand grips your shoulder, and you freeze, going completely still beneath his touch.
“What was that, pretty bird?” he asks, cat-like eyes targeted on your lips. “Say that again.”
Paradise:
Ding!
The elevator doors swept open, and you entered, pressing the button for the first floor.
“Hold it!” a voice called out as a tall figure jogged into view. You held out your arm, keeping the doors open as your neighbor, Jeon Jungkook, stepped inside.
Jungkook nodded appreciatively at you as the doors slid shut. He leaned against the wall, eyes closing as music drifted from the earbuds tucked into his ears.
His long black hair fell haphazardly into his face, obscuring his eyes and skimming his cheekbones. He wore his usual oversized hoodie and sweatpants, all black, of course. As far as you were aware, he didn’t own any clothing in any other shade.
You let your head rest against the wall as you surreptitiously peered at your neighbor, thinking about just how little you really knew about the man. Two years of living next door to him, and he remained a complete mystery to you.
Other than the occasional run-in, you rarely saw Jungkook. You had no idea what he did for a living or how he spent his time, other than the fact that he never seemed to be awake before noon. (The wall between your apartments was woefully thin, enough that you’d gotten to know the shrill bleating of his alarm all too well.)
You supposed that you could take the initiative to learn more about him. Maybe try to engage him in conversation beyond the occasional “hey.” But Jungkook didn’t make it easy, the way he’d run back to his apartment anytime you saw him in the hallway, his big brown eyes widening like a startled deer trapped in headlights whenever he was caught off guard by your presence.
At least he wasn’t rude. You’d had your share of asshole neighbors. He was nowhere near that list. He just seemed reserved. Maybe even a little shy, given his tendency to dash off like a frightened rabbit.
Sometimes, when you’d say hello, his nose would scrunch up and his eyes would squeeze shut as his perfectly pouty lips pulled back to reveal a sweet smile that made your heart flip. The first time he’d grinned like that, you’d been completely disarmed, not expecting this hulking figure in black to transform into a cute little bunny.
(You weren’t sure why you automatically thought of innocent woodland creatures when daydreaming about your neighbor’s fine features, but here you were.)
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What is/are the wordcount/s on your main WIP/s and what is/are your goals for them?
Oh boy, here we go. Ordered from closest to being finished to...*hands*
A Game of Two Halves (KSJ; Part Two) 8.2k, almost finished. There's about...two or three sections left to write for this part so I'm estimating about 12k for pt 2 and then I'll tell myself I'll work on pt 3
happy birthday mango (Changbin & Felix) 1.5k, there's still a lot to write but it's a waaaay overdue birthday gift for my dearest @blog-name-idk
Closer (KTH) 2.7k, angst angst angst; a ex lovers to strangers to lovers(?) fic featuring childhood sweethearts, a runaway bride, a pining Taehyung, and misaligned life goals. I don't think it's really anywhere near finished but...if it's a oneshot then maybe another 5k, if it becomes a series...who knows.
the world is a garden (JJK) 400 words; woof what a WC difference between this and the others. it's for the namaste collab but I've only just got the beginning started and they haven't even made it to india!
burn even brighter (a working title for MYG) 8.3k words; a DEAD DOVE fic that has so much more to be worked on
gilded bones (a working title for ot7) 1.2kish; a supernatural ghost fic inspired by the quote 'all the ghost in this rotting house are falling madly in love with me' - a collab with @eserethriddle and mango
disrespect (KTH) 1.1k designed to be in the same universe as @hamsterclaw's Pow in which Taehyung is Poison Ivy and he wants to know why people don't treat them like they treat Jungkook
roadtrip au (MYG; KTH; KSJ) ~8k+ this one is in a lot of different segments because it's this HUGE project that I'm throwing my whole heart into
selkie au (KTH) an outline lol; a collab with Rei & Mango that's got it's outline and good bones but no actual fic written yet
some number of wips idk if i'll be returning to including a childhood friends to strangers to lovers JJK fic and an ot7 coffee shop AU
If you want a snippet of any of them, send me an ask! A thank you to Harrow for sending me this ask and @casuallyimagining for tagging me in a fic wip game a while back
yes, hi, i have a question 😤😤😤 why are you literally the sweetest, cutest, bestest???????????????????????
Hehehehe hehehehehe
Thank you! I'd like to thank my trauma for starts. Rly showed me the importance of being kind. Uh. Idk how i came to become the sweetest but uh. Thank u! Hehehehe thank u!
What is/are the wordcount/s on your main WIP/s and what is/are your goals for them?
Ayyyyy! In order of what's likely closest to being posted:
The Plot Twist (OT7, Ch 3) - 4.2k words, pretty much done just in editing phase
Mold A Pretty Lie (Jin, Ch 10) - 1.8k words, kind of stuck on it at the moment :|
Arranged Marriage Yoongi (??? Ch. 1) - 3.1k words, mostly done and being edited but it feels like it's missing something. Other than a title, which it is also still missing lol.
selkie!Jin (oneshot) - 5k words, maybe like halfway complete? It might be a collab between @hamsterclaw and @madbutgloriouspond but currently undecided!
Family Ties (Tae, one-shot) - for the Namaste collab... I shamefully have... like 200 real words written. I have notes and brainstorm outlines! I just... writer's block :|
A bunch of other half-finished, barely started WIPs that are untitled and have no actual plans for completion currently.
Let's talk about The Harrowing from @storyglasspod .
A supernatural fiction, British police procedural with well know actors?? Yeah, of course, sign me up!
The Harrowing is a story about Police Sargent, Jackie O'Hara, Joanne Froggatt (Anna from Downton Abbey!) , she's doing an interview with the departmental higher ups after a horrific series of events on the remote Scottish island of Toll Mòr.
It all begans when she arrives on the island following an emergency call from a local farmer. She arrives just in time for a massive, once in a century storm that cripples communications on and off the island, but that's only the beginning of the troubles to come.
When Jackie gets to the location from the emergency call, it's a farmhouse where the parents are killed and the house is on fire. Now it's her job to protect their surviving daughter, and find the killer.
But as more people die, and strangers appear telling an assortment of mysterious stories, lies, and half truths, it becomes more imparitive than ever that Jackie keep the girl safe; and chose who to believe, who to share with, and what side to be on in a literal battle between good and evil.
So, if you like British crime dramas, like Touching Evil...or *ahem* something newer that doesn't make me seem old (listen, Robson Green is fabulous), or podcast mysteries with a supernatural twist, like Congeria, or gosh darn it, just love Joanne Foggatt, then The Harrowing is for you!
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ooo i like these soft asks!!! i hope i can pick three because i couldnt choose!!!
Whats your favorite feeling?
Whats a fabric/texture that’s nostalgic for you?
Tell us about a memory you hold close to your heart.
Ohhhhh! Fun ones!
4. What is your favorite feeling?
Settling into a chair or couch with a tasty beverage and a book/movie/show that I'm really into. I just feel so giddy and excited.
Similarly, going somewhere with a book and intermittently reading and people watching. It's so content and mellow. I love it.
8. What's a fabric/texture that's nostalgic for you?
Not quite a fabric or texture BUT surged hems are nostalgic for me. I would stim by running surged hems of blankets and seams through my fingers and across my nails.
20. Tell us a memory you hold close to your heart.
Running a 10k with my dad last year. It was my first one and generally I have so many memories of running with my parents. Plus that may have been the last time I likely will do a race with him as his knees start protesting more. I might've gotten tendonitis from it though. 🙃
Thank you for sending me these! I loved trying to think through them!!!
List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers!
(or don't, no pressure)
Harrow! Not me responding to this two months later but here we go!
1) my family and friends, including my cat (of course)
2) summer breezes
3) eating a particularly good meal
4) this new lip gloss I got from the k beauty store near me
5) the fact that we have so much bangtan content to look forward to even when they’re away (also Jin is back eeep!)
