( disclaimer: about as real as blahblahblah you get it by now. takes place sometime after seungi and yoona dating news and before jessicagate. just something that's been sitting on my lappy )

( alone )

( it's over when i say it's over )

Title: boys' generation
Fandom: SNSD
Word Count: 1621Summary: Crack crack crack crack.
Disclaimer: about as real as Lumpy Space Princess not having any lumps.

( When the girls turn into boys. )

Title: who i was, from the start
Characters: Yuri, Yoona
Rating: pg13
Disclaimer: still about as real as a straight tower of Pisa

( epilogue )

"This is crazy. We shouldn't be doing this yet. She shouldn't be doing this yet," Donghae moaned, his knee bouncing up and down as he sat in the wooden chair.

Yuri observed the seated crowd outside the window. Everyone was ready for the ceremony to begin and they were getting fidgety with how long it was taking. The sun was shortening their ( Read more... )

Yuri blinked open her eyes to a darkened room, empty and quiet. She tried to sit up but that felt like someone hit her ribs with a baseball bat. Her body immediately recoiled and sent her flat on her back. She put her hand to the bruise as if she could physically touch her sore muscles and damaged tissue and looked there.

Her eyes scrunched at ( Read more... )

It looked horrible, Yuri's bruise. It took up almost the entire left side of her torso, the colors reminding her of vomit. She tried twisting her body to get a better view of her back but the pain knocked the air out of her lungs. She leaned on the sink, knocking over her pain killers. The capped bottle rolled back and forth in the sink, rattling ( Read more... )

Tiffany always made a point of leaving Jessica's apartment before Jessica awoke early in the morning. Sometimes she'd even slip out at night, sometimes noiselessly, sometimes loudly if she was in the mood for a confrontation, or sex. However, Jessica never seemed to be in the mood for confrontations like Tiffany was (although sex was another story ( Read more... )

Yuri adjusted the Velcro band on her gloves and eyed her surroundings. The racers around her were people she hadn’t seen before but that was probably due to the suddenness of the race. Taek’s text had been ingrained to memory already, the shortcut for this race a clear highlighted route in her head.

As exciting as it was, it was incredibly nerve- ( Read more... )