WIP Meme
Saw this around and I'm procrastinating so...
"According to the meme, you have to post a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations. No more than one sentence!"
1. 'Merry Christmas,' Sunggyu remarked dryly, 'Are you trying to stall?'
2. Too late, the clouds of glitter that danced before his eyes faded and he realised it was nothing more than deceptive sparkling sand.
3. The train line runs along the shoreline, the beach an arms length away it feels like, and Sunggyu stares at the sea, mountains purple monoliths in the distance.
4. When Sunggyu pushed his tongue into his mouth and slid his hands down his arms to pin his hands heavily to the counter, Ilhoon realised there was no way he had any control here, and the thought sent shivers through his skin as the aggression melted out of him.
5. Myungsoo looked up and Woohyun turned around as they all looked towards the door to see Sunggyu walking into the room, looking healthy, well rested, and relatively clean, even if he was wearing the same clothes as he had been when they'd last seen him, customary eyeliner around his eyes and half-burnt cigarette hanging from his lips, and all Woohyun's worry and concern calcified into anger when Sunggyu looked at them, completely unphased, as if he hadn't just dropped off the face of the earth for days (it had been four days, four days of Woohyun struggling to sleep because the flat was empty and Sunggyu wasn't picking up his phone).
6. Sunggyu didn’t think he’d ever woken up faster in his life, shooting into a sitting position in seconds, one hand clenched in the sheets, the other clutching his blanket to his heaving chest, blood sparking through him from fading arousal and rising panic.
7. 'You could land a plane on your parting,' Hoya replied, her voice drifting out from behind her book and Woohyun's hand flew up to her hair before narrowing her eyes at Hoya's slightly shaking form.
8. 'Goodbye, Ilhoon,' Changsub said sharply and gestured for Sungjae to leave first, following as soon as Sungjae slipped, closing the heavy wooden door with a slam and Sungjae could hear the skeletons rattling on the wall.
9. Myungsoo looked up as he got to the doorway, seemingly startled to see Woohyun and Sunggyu there, mumbling a quiet 'excuse me' to Woohyun as he edged past him onto the balcony, holding the drink out to Sungyeol.
10. 'I hate you guys,' Nichkhun grumbled, pulling his cardigan closer around him., his wig flowing over his shoulders.
11. ‘It’s not cliché, it’s a classic,’ Jongin countered, ‘There’s a difference.’
12. One of the stars falls near the unnoticeable horizon, leaving a trail of silvery threads weaving through the sky, and Sungjong watches with as much interest as he’d spare a passing fish.
13. ‘Bunked out of school after second break,’ he replied, and Minhyuk knew he should be annoyed, tell him it was irresponsible but stockings and black lace brushing thighs he couldn’t quite bring himself to.
14. There was only a month left and then the idyllic childhood was over, Hoya knew this as he paddled out solo, drifting on the ocean, and he thought back on his years here in this village, and resignedly, his thoughts turned to a boy with too many teeth, smile as wide as the horizon, and he felt his heart clench.
15. 'Let's see how much weirder it can get,' he purred as he walked past, voice silky smooth and so soft Changjo thought he might have imagined it.
*some of these are collabs, and there are more collab fics still in the planning stages, and quite a few solo fics in said planning stage as well. /sigh
"According to the meme, you have to post a single sentence from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations. No more than one sentence!"
1. 'Merry Christmas,' Sunggyu remarked dryly, 'Are you trying to stall?'
2. Too late, the clouds of glitter that danced before his eyes faded and he realised it was nothing more than deceptive sparkling sand.
3. The train line runs along the shoreline, the beach an arms length away it feels like, and Sunggyu stares at the sea, mountains purple monoliths in the distance.
4. When Sunggyu pushed his tongue into his mouth and slid his hands down his arms to pin his hands heavily to the counter, Ilhoon realised there was no way he had any control here, and the thought sent shivers through his skin as the aggression melted out of him.
5. Myungsoo looked up and Woohyun turned around as they all looked towards the door to see Sunggyu walking into the room, looking healthy, well rested, and relatively clean, even if he was wearing the same clothes as he had been when they'd last seen him, customary eyeliner around his eyes and half-burnt cigarette hanging from his lips, and all Woohyun's worry and concern calcified into anger when Sunggyu looked at them, completely unphased, as if he hadn't just dropped off the face of the earth for days (it had been four days, four days of Woohyun struggling to sleep because the flat was empty and Sunggyu wasn't picking up his phone).
6. Sunggyu didn’t think he’d ever woken up faster in his life, shooting into a sitting position in seconds, one hand clenched in the sheets, the other clutching his blanket to his heaving chest, blood sparking through him from fading arousal and rising panic.
7. 'You could land a plane on your parting,' Hoya replied, her voice drifting out from behind her book and Woohyun's hand flew up to her hair before narrowing her eyes at Hoya's slightly shaking form.
8. 'Goodbye, Ilhoon,' Changsub said sharply and gestured for Sungjae to leave first, following as soon as Sungjae slipped, closing the heavy wooden door with a slam and Sungjae could hear the skeletons rattling on the wall.
9. Myungsoo looked up as he got to the doorway, seemingly startled to see Woohyun and Sunggyu there, mumbling a quiet 'excuse me' to Woohyun as he edged past him onto the balcony, holding the drink out to Sungyeol.
10. 'I hate you guys,' Nichkhun grumbled, pulling his cardigan closer around him., his wig flowing over his shoulders.
11. ‘It’s not cliché, it’s a classic,’ Jongin countered, ‘There’s a difference.’
12. One of the stars falls near the unnoticeable horizon, leaving a trail of silvery threads weaving through the sky, and Sungjong watches with as much interest as he’d spare a passing fish.
13. ‘Bunked out of school after second break,’ he replied, and Minhyuk knew he should be annoyed, tell him it was irresponsible but stockings and black lace brushing thighs he couldn’t quite bring himself to.
14. There was only a month left and then the idyllic childhood was over, Hoya knew this as he paddled out solo, drifting on the ocean, and he thought back on his years here in this village, and resignedly, his thoughts turned to a boy with too many teeth, smile as wide as the horizon, and he felt his heart clench.
15. 'Let's see how much weirder it can get,' he purred as he walked past, voice silky smooth and so soft Changjo thought he might have imagined it.
*some of these are collabs, and there are more collab fics still in the planning stages, and quite a few solo fics in said planning stage as well. /sigh