extrapenguin

naye has been spreading the concept of the Sunday Six around DW. The concept is:

a writing thing where, on Sunday, you post six sentences from an unfinished work. It can be a new fic, a new chapter of a WIP, or even something you’re not sure you’ll ever post.

Choose an excerpt from any section (and it doesn’t have to be six sentences) and post it, letting people know what it belongs to or indicating that it’s something you’re working on.

I chose to start with a WIP I intend to continue, so here's a snippet from my currently only WIP, which should hopefully be nonspoilery. (I'm trying to be able to post it onto AO3 blind so that people will be able to watch plot twists, including romantic ones, and not already know what'll happen.) The first ~500 words are available here. If you can magically suggest a title for this, please do; I'm all ears.

While Wen Ning cleaned himself, Wei Wuxian shook his traveling cloak and hung his Jiang sect robes to air. He heard Wen Ning climb out and dress himself. "You can wash your clothes now, Young Master Wei."

Wen Ning had turned away demurely again. Wei Wuxian sighed and lightly scrubbed his underwear and inner robes. He'd rather wear them to bed, though, and there was no clothesline to hang them from, so he'd have to use spiritual energy to dry them – and hopefully not set them on fire. He eyed the clothes and the tub. "Hey, have you ever dried clothes with spiritual energy? How much energy did it take?"

"I can dry them for you!" Wen Ning said. "I've d-done it many t-times!"

"Please, do!" Wei Wuxian said and threw the wet clothes at Wen Ning. They hit him square in the back of the head; he fell forwards. "Sorry, that was unintentional!"