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Wip Wednesday
Happy Wednesday @hyperbolicgrinch @incognito-insomniac @theotherwhybietoldmeso!
I'm posting this now because this weekend I'm going to transition to a new shift at work so I won't have time to do WWEC much (unless I wake up early or post really late) but I have a snippet to share from a new Killer and Healer fic titled "Better Together" (it's a headcanon that I'm turning into a fic because a) I love the headcanon and b) it's been itching to turn into a fic for years and I just haven't gotten around to writing it until now). Please enjoy!
After everything, Jiang Yuelou found that he…couldn’t sleep alone. His house felt too damn quiet, his bed felt too damn big, and as he laid there, staring up at the ceiling in the darkness, all that played in his mind were the deaths of his friends and loved ones…on fucking repeat. And he did his best to ignore those thoughts and memories, he really did, but after three days of losing sleep to nightmares, he gave up trying and decided to ask Chen Yuzhi for help because honestly…he couldn’t take it anymore. And besides, the man was a doctor. If anyone had a solution, it would be him. ~*~*~*~*~*~ When he arrived at the young doctor’s clinic and stepped inside, he noticed that Chen Yuzhi looked tired…more so than usual. “You look tired” he called out, making Chen Yuzhi look up from his paperwork in surprise before he realized who it was and let out a soft huff. “So do you” he replied, making Jiang Yuelou chuckle softly before he walked over to him and sat down on the edge of his desk, looking him up and down. “Not getting enough sleep?” he inquired. Chen Yuzhi sighed as he put his pen down. “Unfortunately,” he replied before he looked up at him. “What about you?” he inquired. Jiang Yuelou shook his head. “No. I can’t sleep. I keep having this awful fucking nightmares and I just…I don’t know what to do” he explained. Chen Yuzhi hummed. “Have you tried sleeping pills?” he asked. Jiang Yuelou nodded. “I tried the ones you gave me a while back when I was sick but…they don’t help. They just seem to make the nightmares worse” he replied. Chen Yuzhi hummed again. “I see” he murmured, just as Jiang Yuelou looked at him. “Is there anything else I can take?” he asked. Chen Yuzhi sighed heavily. “We can try acupuncture, but that can only do so much and can only keep the nightmares away for so long. Trust me, I know. I’ve tried” he replied, making Jiang Yuelou frown. “What do you mean you’ve tried?” he inquired. Chen Yuzhi, however, just looked at him, causing his frown to deepen before realization hit him and he looked him in the eyes. “How long?” he asked. Chen Yuzhi sighed. “Ever since the car explosion. And they’ve only gotten worse” he replied. Jiang Yuelou frowned. “Why didn’t you tell me?” he demanded. Chen Yuzhi shook his head. “We had more pressing things to worry about than my nightmares” he stated, making Jiang Yuelou’s frown deepen; he didn’t like it when Chen Yuzhi talked about himself as if he wasn’t important…because he was. He was important. To many people. But to him especially.
Tagging: @nineninepetals (because I'm always going to tag you in any KnH snippets) @kavitawinchester (this is one of the fics I told you to get excited for) @ahhhnorealnamesallowed (obviously had to tag you bestie) and anyone else who might want to read or might want to play
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 恨君不似江楼月 | Killer and Healer (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jiang Yuelou/Chen Yuzhi Characters: Jiang Yuelou, Chen Yuzhi, Chen Keying Additional Tags: Comfort/Angst, Nightmares, Dreams and Nightmares, There Was Only One Bed, Sharing a Bed, Post-Canon Series: Part 158 of 恨君不似江楼月 | Killer and Healer Summary:
After everything, Jiang Yuelou found that he…couldn’t sleep alone. His house felt too damn quiet, his bed felt too damn big, and as he laid there, staring up at the ceiling in the darkness, all that played in his mind were the deaths of his friends and loved ones…on fucking repeat. And he did his best to ignore those thoughts and memories, he really did, but after three days of losing sleep to nightmares, he gave up trying and decided to ask Chen Yuzhi for help because honestly…he couldn’t take it anymore. And besides, the man was a doctor. If anyone had a solution, it would be him.
Happy 4th of July and Weekend Wip Exposure Club @hyperbolicgrinch @theotherwhybietoldmeso and @incognito-insomniac! I give you this! (I know I’ve already posted it and reblogged it plenty of times but I still wanna show it off because I am proud of it and haven’t posted any oneshots or stand alone fics since March when I posted By Your Side. Anyways, please enjoy!
Tagging: @ahhhnorealnamesallowed (i didn’t tag you in the original post but i’m tagging you here) @nineninepetals (yes nine you are getting tagged again) and anyone else who wants to play
✨ weekend wip exposure club✨
rules: post 7 sentences/a snippet of an unfinished work
Happy weekend @hyperbolicgrinch @theotherwhybietoldmeso @incognito-insomniac
Just a little something from the newest chapter of Mr. Kim before I get ready for work. Hope y'all enjoy!
When they arrived home, they made their way through the front door, just as Elijah wheeled over to them and crossed her arms. “You’re late” she scolded. Gaon laughed softly. “Sorry, we had a meeting that ran late. Were you waiting for us?” he inquired. Elijah huffed. “I was waiting for dinner” she grumbled. Gaon raised an eyebrow. “I made leftovers…didn’t you eat any other those?” he asked. Elijah shook her head. “No…like I said, I was waiting for you” she replied. Gaon smirked. “Somebody’s gotten spoiled” he teased. Elijah stuck out her tongue. “That’s your fault” she replied. Gaon laughed and nodded. “Yes, yes it is” he agreed before he motioned to the kitchen. “Come on, I’ll whip us a quick meal” he declared. Elijah nodded and followed behind him like an obedient kitten while Yohan watched, a bemused smile on his face, before he followed after them and sat down at the dining table, watching as Gaon began to make dinner. As he watched, he found that Gaon, like with everything, was incredibly competent with cooking…but he wasn’t entirely surprised. He did say that his parents used to own a restaurant. ‘I wonder if he learned his skills from them’ he thought to himself, just as Gaon turned around and placed dinner down before him and Elijah, a small smile on his face. “Here you go. It’s not much, but it’s warm and comforting” he declared, causing Elijah to grin as she eagerly grabbed the bowl and began to dig in as Yohan huffed softly. “You’ve turned her into such a glutton” he murmured. Gaon smirked. “I’d rather her be a glutton than be someone who skips meals, like someone” he replied, giving him a knowing look. Yohan huffed. “I do not skip meals” he grumbled. Gaon tsked. “Yes you do, I can tell by the wrinkles on your face” he declared, making Yohan look up at him with wide eyes. “I do not have wrinkles!” he exclaimed, just as the robot butler came to life. “Wrinkles. Caused by the aging of skin, they appear folded as skin loses elasticity” he stated, making Yohan, Elijah, and Gaon look over at it before Gaon and Elijah burst out laughing as Yohan huffed. “Hush you” he ordered before he picked up his chopsticks and began to eat as well, Gaon watching him and Elijah eat with a small smile before he grabbed his own dinner and sat down, beginning to eat with them as well.
Tagging: @clawbehavior and anyone else who might enjoy/want to play
A young noble lady steals her brother's identity and his ship to find love and adventure, and to write a book about the fascinating life cyc
it's tigers!!
✨ weekend wip exposure club✨
rules: post 7 sentences/a snippet of an unfinished work
Happy Sunday @hyperbolicgrinch @killerandhealerqueen !
Who doesn't love a Twilight inspired scene?
“I know what you are”
Moonjo merely hummed, his head tilting almost imperceptibly as he stared Jongwoo down without blinking.
“Then say it”
Jongwoo trembled, unable to move from where he stood, even as Moonjo slowly circled him, like a predator sizing up its prey.
“say it”
Jongwoo felt the words tumble out of him before he even made the concious decision.
“A gumiho”
Jongwoo felt Moonjo stop right in-front of him, his black sliders coming into view where Jongwoo was staring with determination. He then felt a cool finger tip his chin up and up until their eyes met again. Those dark, dark eyes that stared right to the very bones of him. Jongwoo tensed, unable to look away even as that finger trailed it’s way down to his Adam’s apple, tracing it ever so fondly.
“is that right honey?”
Jongwoo swallowed around what felt like a tennis ball in his throat, unable to avoid the way Moonjo’s eyes traced the movement. He nodded, staccato little nods, then Moonjo smiled fondly,
“Very good darling, very good”
Tagging: @incognito-insomniac + @kissesandclaws and anyone else who might enjoy/want to play!
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Freedom is a length of rope. God wants you to hang yourself with it.
012 Butterfree (2022) Illustrator: HYOGONOSUKE
stop being cute or come be cute in my bed
sorry you’re stressed! very unfortunate, hate to hear it! coincidentally i am grabbable and my pain tolerance is pretty decent and you should take it out on me or something maybe
you want to be mommy’s adjective noun, don’t you, pet name? you want to verb and verb for mommy like a good gender
you want to be mommy's weird potato, don't you, Brian? you want to skip and somersault like a good jester
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I love characters who are like "I'm a terrible person" but when you look closer it's more like
"I adapted to survive something and now I don't know how to stop being that version of myself."
a deer is like a forest horse if you think about it
(nodding sagely and correcting the whiteboard with a very squeaky marker) a deer is like a forest whale if you think about it