iiinova — where your digital self keeps evolving

i feel like it'd be hella weird to repost any of my fanfic stuff since idk if/when i'll be back to finish them, but i feel like they're still good for what they are 🥺

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fru 🍊 @harrowsong.bsky.social · 20h

forever picking away at doomed yaoi yunwoo (when i'm not getting distracted by yuriteez...)

The scenery opened up in front of them suddenly over a steep incline, the street a dip down to a row of beach-front houses and a playground and beyond, the frothy glass mirror of the ocean, stretched glittering with reflected light and out into the dark nothing. Wooyoung stopped and took a deep breath. Yunho, carried by momentum, stopped a few steps further down the hill and turned back to look at him.

There was a street lamp a few paces up, half shaded by a tall tree. The spill of butter yellow light lit up Wooyoung’s shape in a way that made Yunho’s fingers itch, suddenly, for his camera.

“Now that's some view," Wooyoung said. He wasn’t looking at Yunho. His eyes were caught on the horizon, the thread of silver sea foam that trailed the beach. “Never gets old.”

"Want to go, dip your feet in?” Yunho asked. Hoarse thing around an affable smile, half truth, half lie—he cleared his throat and clenched his fists around nothing when Wooyoung looked down at him and sucked his bottom lip between his teeth, expression unreadable for a moment before it smoothed into something a little cocky, a little warm and honey-dark. He stepped closer, a sway and a casual tuck of his hands into his pockets, close enough that Yunho could touch him if he dared to reach out.

"We could," he said. His voice was low, a sweet hum, a little gravel. "Or we could go to my place. It's not very far from here."

And what would we do at your place? The question sat on the tip of Yunho's tongue. A laugh, warm and friendly; easy enough to do and let Wooyoung believe that he didn't understand the implication, that understanding didn't make his palms sweat and his heart race and the crucifix around his neck feel heavy. Lead-line to the ocean floor. The phantom pressure of a velvet box tucked into the curl of his palm.

"Okay," he said.

"Okay," Wooyoung repeated after him. His eyes lit up, feverish.

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rhysiana @rhysiana.bsky.social · 17h

More from the space AU

Sometimes, Wooyoung entertains himself with thoughts of how similar his job is to that of a historical telegraph operator. He’d written a paper about it once at the Institute; his instructor had not enjoyed the comparison as much as he felt it deserved. But he’s right! It’s funny that the most efficient form of long-distance communication through space now is once again a chain of relay stations passing messages back and forth. The fact they’re telepathic messages instead of dots and dashes is a minor difference, in the grand scheme of things.

Really, though, being a Relay is more glamorous, or at least more prestigious, than his self-deprecation makes it sound. Even amongst telepaths, not many can meet the standards for crystal-clear and perfectly accurate sending and receiving, let alone over the sheer distances he can. (His older brother had snorted when his test results came back and said, “Of course you’d be good at yelling.” Wooyoung’s rather loud response hadn’t done much to disprove his observation.)

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Rai @raiykei.bsky.social · 20h

something something sansang

“What’s got the spirits riled up?”

Wooyoung snorted, switching out the wet rag for a roll of bandages. ”Ask the gods. Usually when something strange happens, they’re at the center of it.”

”<i>Great</i>,” San groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. Just what he needed. More god nonsense. What had started as a rather straight forward mission was suddenly becoming more and more frustrating. Yeosang sticking his nose into whatever was going on with the gods was bad enough without having to worry about the town on top of it, and he doubted it would be as simple as solving one problem would solve the other. It was never that easy.

”Tell me about it,” the tavernkeep huffed. “I would love to go one day without having to worry about what the spirits and gods are going to fuck up this time.”

”Don’t let them hear you talking like that, boy,” one of the other patrons chided, words a little slurred from his drink. "We have enough troubles as is."

Ah right. It had been some time since San had ventured so far north. He had started to forget what life was like when the towns grew smaller and the trees and mountains became more prominent. The spirits were closer here, the gods more real than in the capitol where people could go their entire lives without running into one or the other. And with proximity came superstition.

San could honestly say he hadn't missed it.

Wooyoung looked at the man glaring at them from where he was hunched over the table before turning his attention to the little spirit face first in the bowl of stew. “Something tells me they don’t care.”

San tried his hardest to keep from laughing out loud, he really did, but a snort managed to sneak through before he could stop himself. Even busying himself with mopping up the last remaining remnants of stew with the heel of his bread did nothing to lessen the smile on his face. Across from him, the little spirit lifted its face from the bowl, looking between San and Wooyoung while its tongue worked on the ring of gravy stuck to its fur.

The man grunted, making a show of slamming coins onto the table as he stood, loudly grumbling about disrespectful kids on his way out of the tavern.

Wooyoung gave a roll of his eyes, turning back to San to finish bandaging the cut. "Some people take the gods way too seriously."

"Back home in Catamount, the mountain god found it hilarious if someone bad mouthed her."

"That's west, isn't it? Catamount?" Wooyoung waited to continue his work until San nodded. "Damn, you're pretty far from home."

San hummed around the chunk of bread in his mouth, letting the conversation fall to silence. It wasn't that he didn't miss his parents. The city gave him opportunities his little hometown couldn't. Allowed him to help others in ways he never thought possible. Though the distance ached at times, blanketing around him in an embrace that crushed his heart, he had found relief in the work he did- enough to keep him from returning home.

He was a general. His work saved lives. Made life easier for the citizens of the kingdom while keeping them safe. There was nothing else he would have liked to do more.

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B'alith Tia is progging FFXIV Write again @inmyleylines.bsky.social · 16h

I love you fanfiction I love you drabbles I love you longfic I love you kinkmemes I love you character studies of NPCs with 5 lines of dialog I love you flash fiction I love you unfinished works I love you crackships taken seriously I love you fanfic writers. You're one of the pillars of fandom. 🖤

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 30/09/2026

moving to writing "original" fics is sooo rewarding and fun and fulfilling and such a fun brain puzzle but also sooooo lonely bc. no one gives a shit. not in a shitty ppl way but just- people don't know your ocs & maybe you can't afford/make art of them which is good at grabbing the eye

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 30/09/2026

ofc i love a love confession that leads into sex but sometimes you can just tell it comes from a place of the author being uncomfortable with the idea of people just... having sex for funsies. people can just want to have sex without love being in the equation, it'll be okay, i prommy.

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TinyRatThief - Chase @tinyrat-thief.bsky.social · 28/09/2026

now that it's over, anybody got churro questions? revospring.net/@TinyRatThief

revospring.net

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TinyRatThief - Chase @tinyrat-thief.bsky.social · 26/09/2026

Chocolate-Coated Churro ૮・ﻌ・ა ~ Yunho-centric Polyteez ~ Magic | Hurt/Comfort | Found Family | E ~ 9/9 Complete - 171,000 words archiveofourown.org/works/66559357

moodboard for Chocolate-Coated Churro feat. 4 photos of various sea stacks and a screenshot of the fic summary in the middle that states the following:

Cursed to stay a dog by a jealous ex for being ‘too charming’ and flirtatious, Yunho went in search of a witch or coven capable of helping him out. But when he’s run off from yet another witches cottage, he stumbles all four feet and falls off the side of a small cliff.

Injured, muddy, and so tired, he pushes on toward the coast where a rumored coven full of dangerous magic users hold sway over the ocean herself.

Leagues from everything he’s ever known, Yunho just wants his hands back and maybe a new place to call home.

photo of yunho looking out at the sea just before sunset. his back is to the camera in silhouette as he stands on a rocky outcropping

final chapter 9 snippet:

He could feel her now, mere moments away from reaching the day's peak, radiating a boundless sort of energy that threatened to engulf him whole. She was excited, both for him and for herself, both on the precipice of transformation. For her it was blossoming into the life bringer of spring, continuing to lengthen the days and provide nourishment for all those under her care.

For him it was tying himself, body and soul, to a coven that would unquestioningly change him. By the nature of how magic gained power, any coven Yunho bonded with would've enhanced his natural abilities, but choosing to do so here, on this beach, in this bay filled with ancient magic, whatever Yunho was about to go through had the potential to be monumental.

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Rai @raiykei.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

Wooyoung conversation is always so fun to write (ignore the typos, I am aware)

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Stark 🔥❤🔥 @stark-burnt-heart.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

Just a reminder since we've had similar scares every four to six months: You can ban any ID this way, it is not proof that the bot was "secretly" added to a server. This doesn't prevent Discord from scrapping for AI as a company. While not a bad thing to do, it does not make your server "safer".

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 24/09/2026

diablo au rogue hongjoong wizard seonghwa crusader yunho angel yeosang monk san necromancer mingi demon hunter wooyoung druid jongho

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rhysiana @rhysiana.bsky.social · 23/09/2026

😔 I started another new WIP (it attacked me in a vulnerable state)

Astral navigators are rare. Precious. No one has yet found a way to artificially induce the strange confluence of traits abilities necessary to map safe routes through space, or more importantly, Between space. Most ships and their pilots relied on gates and beacons along marked routes, but anyone wanting to go anywhere new (or go anywhere fast) needed a navigator.

Yeosang is very good at it. He’d showed aptitude early, and can cast his mind out into the cosmos farther and wider than most, which he would be proud of except he didn’t do anything to make it happen, it simply was. The things he actually likes are the way it feels like dancing amongst the stars and the indescrible colors that light the way of a good path when he sees one. No one understands these things; he only once maybe managed to explain it to someone else, but that was years ago.

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Rai @raiykei.bsky.social · 24/09/2026

trying something new with ellipsus formatting to hopefully make it easier to port to ao3. maybe possibly a small hohong oneshot? 👀

Congrats on the exhibition! 🥳 That's huge!

The little checkmark in the corner of the message box refused to turn blue despite the number of hours that had passed since Yunho had sent it. Hongjoong had a weird schedule at the best of times, his sleep sporadic and work calling his attention more often than not. Yunho knew that. It had been the same back in middle and high school. But normally he had some sort of response at the few hour mark, whether it be an actual response or an emoji reaction. To get nothing was... weird. Unlike Hongjoong.

Yunho's fingers hovered over the keyboard, teeth digging into his lower lip as he debated sending another message. No, Hongjoong was probably just busy preparing for the event. Coordinating outfits and models and whatever else came with an entire exhibition dedicated to only Kim Hongjoong and his brilliant mind. He could only imagine how much went into it, and Hongjoong had always been someone who needed to have his fingers in every little crevice of a project.

Yeah, he was probably just busy.

His phone gave a loud buzz, hand jerking back as the vibrations started, a startled yelp pulling from his throat. It slipped through his finger tips once, twice, before Yunho managed to get a decent grip and save it from hitting the floor. He wished he could say the same for himself, his elbow burning where it rubbed against the rug during his fumbling descent.

A old picture from years ago stared back at him, the name flashing across the screen lost in the smile that blossomed across his face. "Hongjoong!" he breathed in greeting, pressing the phone to his ear. "I was just thinking about you."

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 23/09/2026

re:lrp like i will never recover from this. pabs has done irreparable psychic damage to me. like atiny moots imagine yunho coming up to like. san. and saying "it's been my dream to kiss you" BRO WHAAAAAAT ARE WE SAYING and then he just GOES FOR IT and josh is fully stunned UASNDLKGJA AAAAAA

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 23/09/2026

god i love having a crunchy ass family bc my dad (nearly 60) found a hook up?? somehow?? for 🌿 seeds and he's turning part of his veggie garden into a 🌿 garden for me sldkjg dad i love u

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 22/09/2026

i think i've officially read and reread all the fics that i can in [not ateez fandom] and now idk what to do 🧍

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 22/09/2026

my at world's end playlist is slowly starting to become just my default writing playlist lol 🎵 youtube.com/playlist?lis...

youtube.com

At World's End - YouTube

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auntie lino’s strap @aplethoras.bsky.social · 21/09/2026

“is it true ao3 authors appreciate comments” is one of the wildest sentences i’ve ever read. is it true people like receiving feedback on their work? being told they did a good job? experiencing human connection?

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 21/09/2026

like josh listening in pout? pabs lil giggle? and holding his neck while just GOING FOR IT? "it's been my dream to kiss you" WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 21/09/2026

ngl this ALMOST got me back in the fanfic mines

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 20/09/2026

still not getting the best sleep and tonight i threw up?? am i dying? (food poisoning prob)

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🔞 Cleez 🔞 (AGE IN YOUR BIO OR BLOW UP) @cleez.bsky.social · 09/05/2026

one of my all time favorite tropes

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lex @subtletyofyou.bsky.social · 19/09/2026

i have much to say and little i can bear

yeosang smiling down at mingi who has hoisted him up

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baked tofu @woosannie.atiny.social · 19/09/2026

this specific jongho is really important to me

cozy jongho wearing a hoodie and jacket his hair is wavy and he’s holding a warm cup of coffee

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 18/09/2026

maybe tonight's the night i finally sleep at least 8 consecutive hours? i'll take 6 even tbh.

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 18/09/2026

or the choose your own adventure fanfic on quizilla

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 18/09/2026

i am legitimately so tired i feel like crying

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 17/09/2026

insomnia has been absolutely beating my ass for about a week and i'm real over it. i've struggled with sleeping for 15+ yrs and have tried so many solutions and so very few things manage to even kind of help. and the ones that do i can't really afford rn 😔

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TinyRatThief - Chase @tinyrat-thief.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

hwa said churro supremacy so its only fair you get a wee wipwednesday of something....

snippet from a yet unnamed post-churro one shot:

Between one heartbeat and the next Yunho was out the door and darting across the square with as much speed as he could muster in the moment. Fire burned in his veins, licking at the tendons and muscles suddenly shifting, growing into a monolith as a snarl ripped from his throat. A massive furry hand snapped out to Wooyoung's shirt and yanked him back before the fist could connect, cradled against Yunho's broad chest as a roar echoed through the marketplace.

"You don't touch what's mine," he snapped, baring his fangs to the useless punks that had been running their mouths for far too long. They stared at him, frozen in the revelation of Yunho's power, the undeniable truth that he wasn't some mundane coven pet. He growled, feinting an attack to scare them off, and rumbled out a darkly satisfied noise when they bolted down a side street and disappeared from view.

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tsuristyle @tsuristyle.myatproto.social · 17/09/2026

a little scene from my spiderman!yunho/venom!mingi/mj!hongjoong au for writiny wipwed🕸️ just some innocent yungi texting during spidey patrol with no ominous foreshadowing whatsoever :D

Yunho smiles wryly; barely a week ago, he'd thought he'd left the past behind completely. But it seems he'd been carrying it all along, webbed up tightly in a corner of his heart. Maybe you need to try something new, like HJ said.

(italics) I'm not dating someone just to write a love song!
who the hell would I date anyway

I didn't say that!
...HJ? (laughing emoji)(end italics)

Yunho opens his chat with Hongjoong; it's empty except for his (waving emoji) and Hongjoong's (peace sign emoji) from when they'd exchanged contacts. He doesn't know what he'd say, anyway.

The conversation from earlier pops back into his head-- he really hasn't had any experience with romance, has he? Or even just hooking up. Dating is out of the question, but...

(italics)Maybe I should, he's pretty cute.
(three laughing emojis)(end italics)

A shiver runs up Yunho's back, blooming into a full-blown danger alarm. He hops up, scanning the city-- to the north, somewhere far in the distance. Definitely not an ordinary threat.

He swings through the buildings, making his way north. They thin out and flatten, lining commercial streets that eventually branch into residential neighborhoods and parks. What could possibly be out there that he can sense from across the city?

Then, abruptly, the sensation dissipates. Yunho stops on a rooftop, listening this way and that-- but the threat is gone. Only his racing pulse is left as evidence of its existence.

His phone buzzes.

(italics)don't even joke about that(end italics)

Yunho breathes out, letting his shoulders drop. False alarm, apparently. Although-- where did they say that meteor fell?

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OAT 🌸 mx 17.10.26 @bunnakit.me · 17/09/2026

some last min wip weds 🌸 my oc story "ache" (currently playing with some new, proper names) a lil private moment between vael'nox and delan

Vael examined the room, scanning his surroundings, until his gaze abruptly caught on the imposing figure in the center of the room. His already fair skin paled and his eyebrows rose as he almost seemed to choke on his own spit, an inelegance Delan was not familiar with from the Illumagus. Shock quickly melted to fury, however, and Vael swung around as if to hurl his wrath straight back into the mirror. The surface was empty, however, with no sign of Nox to be found no matter how closely one peered into the depths of the glass.

"This is a cruel trick that I will not tolerate, nor entertain. I do not know what Nox's plan is but you will drop your disguise and tell me where you procured this ring." He hissed with a vehemence Delan had only seen a handful of times before, throwing the ring with surprising force. Some part of the intricate seal scraped against his cheek, leaving a faint cut that welled up with dark, almost black blood.

"I'm afraid there's no disguise to drop, old friend. I am the same man that laughed when you felt the need to announce your engagement, which I still think was a bit ridiculous given your betrothal at birth. I can show you the scar you left me, if it will better convi—" He knew he was rambling, something Delan had never done before, but nerves stung and twisted his insides while his chest felt the absence of a racing pulse.

Lost in his own anxiety, he had been wholly unprepared for the weight that hurtled into his chest. He staggered back several steps, only just managing to avoid slipping on his cloak and sending them both tumbling against hard stone. The Raven Lord instinctively wrapped his arms around Vael'nox, a little mote of warmth flickering to life behind his ribs as his fellow lord sank into the tight embrace.

"You're alive." Vael's words trembled like the last leaf of Talas and Delan could feel his thin undershirt grow damp where the Magus had firmly hidden his face against his chest. Delan had never been the most cautious with his words but even he knew it was not appropriate to correct him just yet. Instead, he wrapped his arms even tighter around his ally, his friend, his brother, and held every piece of him together amidst his gasping, shuddering sobs.

He had spent the majority of his life thinking himself unlovable and unworthy of affection, believing that the other four kings merely tolerated his presence by blood-right, but he knew now that he had been so foolishly, so laughably wrong. What was grief if not a leaking sieve of love left behind?

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Rai @raiykei.bsky.social · 16/09/2026

Forgot the alt text so repost time! Some delicious enemies to lovers Sansang going on for wip wednesday

The actual options available to him, though, really depended on one thing. ”Are you going to give me back my dagger?”

For the first time, Yeosang gave a small half amused smile. “No.”

Before he was able to stop himself, San gave an annoyed huff. It was a nice dagger, one of the first things he had bought himself after receiving his promotion. The finest metal and craftsmanship he could afford. While losing it wasn’t the biggest deal, he’d have to replace it when he got back to the town.

<i>If</i> he made it back to the town.

”You still haven’t told me what you’re doing here.”

”I’m a mage, San. I’m doing my duty.”

”Your <i>duty</i>?” There was something about the phrasing that rubbed wrong against his skin. Something about the easy way Yeosang had said it that poked uncomfortably at the knowledge San carried with him. He had spent too long pouring over the reports, searing into his memory every detail about what had been taking place in the north, for Yeosang to be so breezy about all of it. ”To the gods? Or to your people?”

”The gods <i>are</i> my people.”

”No, <i>humans</i> are your people. The gods are using you.”

”Just because you don’t-”

”<i>People are dead, Yeosang!</i>” San almost surprised himself with how much vehemence dripped from his words, teeth bared in a snarl. “Dead because of the gods, and because of <i>you</i> The tattooed mage working at the request of the gods, hunting their own people.”

He watched Yeosang still, the way his expression closed into something so incredibly neutral that it only served to annoy San more.

“I <i>grieved</i> you.” So hard and for so long. Until it had threatened to swallow him whole. Until it had almost broke him. Now, a completely different sort of anguish trapped him in its claws, throwing him into a nightmare he never could have imagined. “I still grieve you, because whoever you are now, you’re not the same kid I knew.”

”I’m sorry you feel that way.” So dismissive. So empty. “For what it’s worth, I had hoped us meeting again would have been different.”

”You had <i>years</i>-"!” San itched to do something, <i>anything</i>, his nails digging into the dirt, muscles straining against the shadows. He hated feeling useless. Hated that he was tethered to the ground unable to do anything but sit there and watch as Yeosang turned his back to him. If only he hadn’t thrown the dagger earlier. If only he had his <i>sword</i>. If only he had been able to do more.

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 15/09/2026

bout to be my own biggest fan for a sec scuse me

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OAT 🌸 mx 17.10.26 @bunnakit.me · 15/09/2026

finished a lil spirit guy for @raiykei.bsky.social 🩷 thank you so much!! 🏷️ #oart

a pale white-yellow noodly ferret creature with long ribbon-like ears and icy blue gems in the front shoulders and forehead

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OAT 🌸 mx 17.10.26 @bunnakit.me · 14/09/2026

the last few hours have been an absolute logistical nightmare but so worth it (there are a couple mistakes i'll cover up with stickers later lol)

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magenta possum @pospossum.bsky.social · 15/09/2026

#squirreljoong ! I had horrible start of a day so I needed to look for squirrel pics to recharge It's incredible that You can find a one that matches him perfectly each time 🤭

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 14/09/2026

WHOOPS I DID SHARE IT

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oobi 🐶 @dibbel.bsky.social · 11/09/2026

wish ao3 had a 'thinking about this fic' button that gave a cute little notification to the author. i would use tf out of it. one kudo is Not ENOUGH

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ᛤ @holyaches.bsky.social · 10/09/2026

to know the pain of too much tenderness. to be wounded by your own understanding of love.

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vire θ @nightsire.bsky.social · 09/09/2026

// hongsang, dragon shifter au here we can see their Interest starting to show #wipwednesday

Yeosang admired the gold flourishes on the chair. "Before Matriarch Seonghwa
took me in, I was born ov the lunar clan." Hongjoong silently watched him, curious, eyes set firmly on Yeosang's face. "Water magic is our nature. Deceit is channeled with the ease of breathing, illusions of frailty believed like witnesses of the sun. Though I am no
hardened master, the entirety of San's kingdom was soundly unassuming."

Yeosang let himself scoff-laugh as he met Hongjoong's intentive eyes, contact
almost dancing playfully in their exchange.

"Natheless, I suppose that was a child's task."

Hongjoong's grin grew with Yeosang's, and Yeosang was quick to get a fleeting
eyeful of those fangs of his.

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 09/09/2026

btw if/when fanfic sparks joy again i'll absolutely continue working on my wips like pawe, qz, etc. i still love the stories themselves.

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 09/09/2026

alright so i've had my little crash out but idk that i'm going to be writing much fanfic going forward. i started writing fic when my abusive father passed away to deal with the complicated feelings around that. it continued to be a good -

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Dorian Dawes @doriandawes.bsky.social · 07/09/2026

"Why wasn't this piece of art more explicit with its messaging" cause it would have sucked ass Bob. Telling people the truth isn't as effective as making them experience it. That's why it's art and not an essay.

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Izzy @the-wild-poet.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

"Don't like, don't read" is honestly one of the most technologically advanced features ever invented. Scientists remain baffled by the ability to simply close a tab.

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22152984 @22152984.xyz · 06/09/2026

do you guys use your phone or your pc to write? these days i write all my fics on my phone, then eventually do final edits on my pc

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Rai @raiykei.bsky.social · 05/09/2026

to write. Hearing the same thing over and over that 'oh if you love what you're writing you wont care if other people read it!' is so fucking disheartening as someone who needs outside engagement/enthusiasm to keep up with a wip. I love what I write. I also love sharing it with other people-

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