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@xfebronia.bsky.social Oct 15, 2026, 12:03 PM

A day late for #wipwed but today I have ample writing time and moderate writing energy to keep working on my Fell Vampire AU thing for FE Vampire Weekend

Cookies and Candy if you can guess who Alcryst’s visitor is

#feengage #fireemblem #writing #amwriting

@iyenly.bsky.social Oct 14, 2026, 10:58 AM

#wipwed from the 🐰🦊 restaurant au side thing. it should be in everyone's hands soon..... very soon 🤭

@iyenly.bsky.social Oct 8, 2026, 10:51 AM

late #wipwed for the 🐰🦊 side thing, it's been so healing to write and i can't wait to share it with everyone 🥹🥹💕

@jisungismyhan.bsky.social Oct 7, 2026, 10:34 AM

my first #WIPWednesday here cause I finally feel confident enough to post one 🎉

#nsfw #wipwed

@hanjisoph.bsky.social Oct 7, 2026, 9:07 AM

I only started this yesterday but one of my fav things to write is hyunsung as besties which this whole series is gonna have enough of hehe
#WipWed

@dwaekkiholic.atiny.social Sep 30, 2026, 7:17 PM

happy #wipwed, here's a sneak peek of what I'm dropping for day 1 of Kinktober tomorrow >;3

this one's for my staytiny

"I guess we'd better get going, then." Hyunjin slipped a hand out of his pocket to scratch his collarbone, brushing aside the collar of his already sinfully unbuttoned white dress shirt, leaving more of his smooth chest exposed. As his hand slid back into his pocket, Seonghwa's lower lip slid underneath his teeth.

"Now? Hyunjin-ah...."

@sangiequeen.bsky.social Sep 30, 2026, 4:09 PM

#wipwed

The voice was deep and pleasant, soft like the fine fur of a pedigree dog. San's eyes were able to focus and, in a sea of white, a bright figure was looking back at him with a gentle expression.

An angel.

"Where am I?" San asked, and he looked around him. He saw a window showing a bright blue sky, white curtains on the other side, and the angel, who had black hair and a birthmark like a flower
—or a heart?-on his temple.

"You're in a hospital bed. It was hard to get you back here, but we've done it."

"You're not an angel?"

"I'm just a nurse," the angel replied. "My name is Yeosang."

"I'm San."

"I know. Your ID was in the car."

Yeosang made a move as if he was going to leave, but San stopped him, pulling on his sleeve. He felt tears coming up and he sobbed, but he didn't know if it was from disappointment or relief.

Yeosang smiled and sighed, the sound airy and soft, and he sat back down next to San.

@gloomywrites.bsky.social Sep 30, 2026, 1:14 PM

here have the entire first chapter of Seven Thousand Chances since it may never see the light of day otherwise. #Skyrim fic!

Female OC - Lossie x Nirya (college of winterhold) enemies to lovers endgame. Opening chapter just sets the tone for our leading lady lol

#wipwednesday #wipwed #fanfiction

"C'mon lass, just this once. For old time's sake."

"I can't, Bryn. You know I can't."

Lossie stares down at the murky water dripping into the wooden bucket, wringing out a rag and trying to focus on her work. Her routine is the only thing she has, and she's not going to let Brynjolf of all people, interrupt that.

"The only one who thinks you can't is you, Lossie. I've always had complete faith in your capabilities."

She looks at him over the silvery rim of her glasses and snorts, not bothering to grace that with a proper response. They both know he's lying through his freakishly perfect teeth. Turning away, she moves on to the next table, scrubbing up... something sticky. Mead, probably. Hopefully.

"Lass, please. You're the only one who can get close to the target."

"What, can't charm your way into this one's pants?"

"I'm, eh... not his type. I know for a fact you are, though." He sounds like he really does know that for sure. Lossie stops scrubbing and spins around to look at Brynjolf, searching his face. He looks as unbothered as usual. The same can't be said for her.

"Bryn, are you out of your mind?! He's a regular, isn't he? That's why you know."

Brynjolf just smiles that easy smile he likes to pretend he means, and holds fast. Like he thinks if he just persists in her space that she will do what he wants. She steps closer and looks around to make sure nobody is in earshot.

"Haelga would kill me for stealing from a regular, Bryn! How could you even suggest this? I need this job, you know that."

Her voice is hushed, but urgent. She watches Brynjolf's face, hoping that her words will get through to him. She can't have him hanging around here, causing problems for her. Especially not if the reason he's hanging around is because he is trying to steal from one of the bunkhouse regulars. If Haelga found out, she'd be done for. She can't lose this job now, not when she's so close to her goal.

Instead of being cowed by her words, though, Brynjolf lights up. Fuck.

"Well now, lass. Lucky for you, then, that this job isn't stealing. It's quite the opposite, in fact. Pays quite a pretty penny, too. All for this little thing..." He flourishes his hand and produces a silver ring from what seems to be thin air. Lossie blinks, unimpressed, and waits for him to finish. "... to end up in the right pocket." He smiles wide with his stupid, perfect teeth on full display. Like a cat that got the cream.

"No."

His smile disappears, and Lossie turns around and walks away. She has shit to do. She wets the rag and goes back to scrubbing.

"Lass! Wait—"

"No." Lossie keeps scrubbing. The sound of water sloshing in the bucket and the rag against the tables fills the silence. She keeps working, completely focusing all of her anger at Brynjolf into her task. She can't believe he would risk her job like this. Not when he knows what it means to her.

"What if—"

"No." She finishes cleaning the tables and moves on to sweeping the floors. The broom's bristles scratch against the wood unpleasantly. Lossie hates that sound. It's a very stark reminder of how many months she has left here every time she hears it. Scratching at the floor the way she scratches at the walls of her enclosure, begging to be free of it. All she wants is out of Riften.

Lossie has her plan, her timeline. It's the only thing that brings her comfort. The only thing that keeps her going through her life working at the bunkhouse, each day working her fingers to the bone. Each night, lying beneath man after man until her insides are numb. For the coin. All for the coin. She's so close. Only four more months.

Brynjolf's hands cover hers on the broom, stopping her work. She looks up at him. She knows that her desperation must be plain on her face, because Brynjolf looks away. He never could handle anything as real as that.

"Lossie..."

Lossie agonizes over her decision for a grand total of ten seconds before she holds her hand out to Brynjolf. Five hundred septims is too much for her to turn down, and they both know it. He seems resigned somehow as he places the ring and a small, weighty coin purse into her palm. He uses his hands to cover hers, folding her fingers over the items.

He lingers for a moment, and she looks up at him. He's not looking at her, just staring pensively at their combined hands. He opens his mouth like he wants to say something, but it clicks shut again. Lossie has no idea what to make of his behavior, as it's so out of character for him to not be gloating over his success.

With a nod, Brynjolf looks up at her and smiles that easy, fake smile... and then he leaves.

@sangiequeen.bsky.social Sep 23, 2026, 9:18 PM

#wipwed for the mentally descent to hell that I put yeosang through

"I think you're lovable. You are a very pretty person, Yeosang. I can see us becoming great friends."

Something came from deep within Yeosang's belly, something ugly, and it rose to his throat and suddenly turned into a burning sensation once they reached his eyes.

"I," Yeosang tried to say, but he stammered. "I don't think I deserve these words, Jongho."

Jongho looked at him, truly looked at him, and a small smile curved his lips upwards.
"It's the first time you said my name. It sounds nice, in your voice."

Yeosang opened and closed his mouth a few times, but no sound came out.

"I'm going to sleep, but you're free to walk wherever you want in the apartment, or to put the TV on, I really don't mind."

"Thank you, Jongho."

Jongho was about to leave the room and he slightly turned toward Yeosang. "It does sound really nice. Good night, Yeosang."

@seokzitas.bsky.social Sep 23, 2026, 8:41 PM

a #wipwed from chapter 8 of "when the apricot flowers bloom"

i hope you like it 🌸

@gloomywrites.bsky.social Sep 23, 2026, 1:56 PM

HA! I lied. #wipwed

beginning of off course ch1

(ATEEZ ot8 hybrid omegaverse au)

CW for injury and angst

#wipwednesday #ateezff #writiny

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@xfebronia.bsky.social Sep 23, 2026, 1:54 PM

Affectionately named this the Wyvern WIP, Engage my beloved. #wipwed

#feengage #fireemblemengage #fe17 #writing #amwriting

@gloomywrites.bsky.social Sep 9, 2026, 1:30 PM

snippet from i want you, my stalker yh x streamer sh fic that is currently in progress for #wipwed

CW: stalking, guns

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@beakysbigtop.bsky.social Sep 3, 2026, 4:32 AM

I'm a little late but better late than never! Happy #WIPWed! 🥰 Today was hubby's bday, so I spent most of the day writing a new char sheet for Daggerheart.
BUT I have also been working on entries for King Paimon week! Enjoy this snippet of Pai introducing his austere new bride to Tilla. Allegedly...