what's up? {teasers}
Hey everyone!
I know it's been awhile since I've written something, but there a few reasons!
1) We're moving. Yeah, we've bought a house and we're putting my house up on the market in two weeks? So it's been a lot of packing and cleaning.
2) My weekends are packed. Last weekend I was at Anime North (blog post for that is coming up soon, please wait!) and I was packing for the moving. So when I usually write, I'm making my room smell even more like cardboard.
3) Obsession with Anime. Let's just say that.
4) ISUs - Independent Study Units. My exams are coming up soon, and so are big projects that are worth over ten percent of your final mark (like two that are due next week ^^") so I've been working really hard on keeping up my good grades!
And finally, bigbangs. I am participating in two, and both of the due dates are around the times of my exams! Eep! But it's okay! I'm doing a Sooyoung/Hyoyeon/Yoona ot3 fic (I'm at 9k, gasp!) and a SHINee fic (it's part of a competition so I can't say what it's about, but it's at 10k right now) and they're due the 15th and the 20th of June. The 15th is the day of my in-class exams and the 20th is in the middle of my Geographie Canadienne Exam and my English exam.
So, whenever I get the change to get onto my computer and not type up another English essay, I'm working on the big bangs so I won't be so stressed out in the final laps.
PLUS! For Yoochun's birthday I'll probably write something, too. Probably Yoochun/Yunho/Junsu, so please anticipate!
BUT, there a lot of fics that I have been working on that I will complete over the summer! So here are some experts of these fics!
Super Junior
Henry/Kyuhyun/Ryeowook/Kibum
“Fine, you can go - but you need to bring someone with you,” Eeteuk got up, leaving the two maknaes on the couch, wondering who their guardian would be.
“Please, don’t be Siwon, please,” Henry whispered under his breath. He didn’t want to be sexually harassed; he wanted to have some fun! Kyuhyun nodded - he didn’t want Siwon acting like his boyfriend throughout the trip. They hoped that there was a new drama or something that Siwon needed to participate in, therefore making him unable to come along. They waited for about thirty minutes, holding onto each other’s hands, praying to God that Siwon wouldn’t come - however odd that sounds.
“Okay, he said he’s willing to come,” Eeteuk says, coming back into the living room. Standing beside him nonchalantly is none other but Kim Kibum, his black, shaggy hair falling into his eyes. The other maknaes watch the old maknae flash a smile, placing a short kiss on Eeteuk’s cheek to shush him, before advancing the other two.
“I heard we were camping.” For the first time ever, Kyuhyun doesn’t know what to say.
Kibum/Ryeowook
Kibum runs his finger over the smooth stone in his pocket. It’s so thrilling. It’s filled with the dark feeling of boundaries. It’s like a completely different world - just for one night. Any other night and everything would be normal. Kids wouldn’t be shunned back into their houses. People like him wouldn’t be so excited. It’s just a normal, rainy night - yes? But it isn’t. It can’t be a normal night. For it’s November 23rd, or more commonly known as ‘The Day of the Blood’ in rough translation by old transcripts passed down by elders and seers.
The Day of Blood was the night that everything seemed a little darker. A little creepier were the street signs, hopefully pointing you down the right route. A little scarier were the stores you strolled in front of during the lighter hours. Everything was just a little bit worse; everything was just a little bit gothic. The moon would soon be the only thing that lit up the night’s sky, when all the club-owners and shop-keepers closed down and shooed people away. They didn’t want to be pinned with the murder of what’s-his-name. Maybe it would be Kim Kibum.
Legally, you had to be twenty-one to be outside at night on ‘The Day of Blood’. Yet, many kids snuck out of their houses to see what the fuss was about. This was never smart. Out of the murders that happened per year, forty-five percent of them were of children younger than twenty-one. They were small. They were easy to please. They’re wants were simple: like candy to drugs to alcohol for the older ones. And yet, their families got nothing from the town because the way they had been the ones that went out before the proper age. And so the families wept with no condolences.
Kibum’s parents were strict enough to make sure that he didn’t sneak out on that scary night. They shut his door and window and gave him a pile of homework, added with the homework his normal classes had given him, to complete for the following morning. Even up to when he was eighteen and legally a man, they still made sure that he wasn’t going out. Not like it really mattered - his friends weren’t ‘hard core’ enough to go out on ‘The Day of Blood’s night, either - he had no intention to get brutally killed.
Kangin/Sungmin
They said they'd call him the Strike. This is the second time he's attacked, and it has been three weeks since the previous attack. Same target - jewelry store. Same attack - some form of karate or tae kwon do mixed with weapons. Same outfit - a black suit with a yellow and pink ribbon around his mouth.
Same time - during a harsh thunderstorm.
When the seventh recorded lightening struck, at around 12;23 AM, he attacked. Three of the employees are badly injured and now in critical car in the hospital. Two with broken limbs, and five in a state of serious shock. Half of the inventory has been stolen.
Dr. Kim Youngwoon will be filling in as the head of this investigation.
Siwon!centric (Greek Mythology AU)
Siwon stared into the mirror in a small, cramped pub's bathroom. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do now, how he was supposed to continue, but he couldn't go back home. If he went back home, there was a chance that his 'parents' wouldn't take him back. All the money had been taken out of his back account, he figured that one when he had tried using the ATM with no prevail. And yet, he had a feeling that he was being chased, so he continued running. His first monster was the Minotaur. It wouldn't be his last.
Now in the bathroom, he ran a hand down his cheek where the bull's horn had connected. It was his first time fighting a monster, he was young, he was inexperienced, but he had somehow won. It all seemed fake to him, but the scar across his face told him that it was anything but. He had closed his eyes, doing what he always did when he was nervous. Think of all the the things he knew for certain.
His name was Siwon - he refused to call himself 'Choi Siwon' anymore.
He had two adopted parents, both athletes, who put him in sports ever since he was a kid. He was a skilled runner, swimmer and martial artist. He jumped over hurdles like they were nothing.
He never loses - ever.
A beast attacked and interrupted his birthday party. He killed it, but not after chasing most of his family away.
Shindong/Kyuhyun (XVI!AU, girl!Shindong)
"Oh my god! You finally got inked!" Sungmin smiled, pulling at Shindong's arm and yanking the sleeve up. She smiled at the 'XVI' sign on her forearm, the solid, black inking the flawless skin. Sungmin's smile grew and she pulled up her sleeve so that she could flash her sixteen mark. The bell rang, and Sungmin showed her the peace sign, leaving Shindong by herself in a hall crowded by sixteen-years. Sixteen-year old girls.
Shindong looked down at her arm. Everyone had wanted one, the XVI, but she hated it. She had been fine, before she turned sixteen. She admits that she had been a little chubby, but either than that, she hadn't needed the surgery. She had a pretty face, gorgeous and curly, black hair and straight teeth. She ha a bunch of friends, unlike a lot of the people that went into the double Eight room for friends.
She was forced. She was pushed into that room and came back tainted. Her porcelain skin was written on and cracked, telling the whole world that yes, she wasn't a minor anymore. They placed it on her forearm, so if anyone wanted to know, all they had to do was pull up her sleeve and check. She was just one of the few that would survive the first year; many fifteen and sixteen years would end up dead or raped.
Hankyung/Kyuhyun/Donghae
Kyuhyun soon realizes that there's something happening with Hankyung and Donghae. Every week a new packet of Oreas appears on the counter, with a sticky not with Hankyung's handwriting and his signature. Then later on, when he thinks that everyone is asleep, Hankyung appears at the dorm and sneaks into Donghae's room, and soon the sounds of chewing comes from underneath the door. He knows hat they are really close and all they might be doing is eating cookies, but one night as he's eavesdropping he hears moans. And any friedshup ideas slowly face away.
He also learns that Hankyung only eats the tops of Oreos. He gives the rest to Donghae or Siwon in most occasions. He doesn't eat any of the remaining filling, which appalls Kyuhyun, just pops it into his mouth, just the top of the cookie. And because he gives the rest to his dongsaengs, Eeteuk doesn't scream at him and unlike Kyuhyun, he rarely eats any, just picking at the package and accepting the top from Donghae, who always ate two or three a day. And Donghae eats the bottom. All of it. Including the delicious white filling that Kyuhyun loves.
He likes his lips, watching the tongue run over his favorite part. They should have asked him first.
Kibum/Ryeowook
"Kibum," Ryeowook noded, admiring Kibum's tux and his tie. He probably had to dress up every day for his job. Ryeowook's suit was enough for his job and his desk, huddled all day in his office.
Kibum smiled, but cocked his head. "You look overworked, hyungnim." He closed the door to the office and advanced, his hands slipping out of the pockets. "I've been told that I give great massages."
Ryeowook shook his head. "No, it's okay."
Kibum sighed, "I insist."
Ryeowook rolled his eyes. "Okay, if you must. Just on the shoulders, I guess." He turned around, dangling his arms like ragdolls'. A few seconds later, Kibum's strong, wide hands grabbed onto his shoulders, slowly moving his thumbs against his shoulders.
Ryeowook threw his head back. He did give great massages!
Kyuhyun/Sunny
"You need to stir, mister," Soonkyu says, nodding to the food that Kyuhyun has been 'labouring' over since she had arrived. It was like a 'hello again' present. Super Junior hasn't been doing anything but Opera and SS4, and only three of the members were busy in Girl's Generation, but it was still hard for either of them to have any empty dorm, with the eight or so members to deal with.
Kyuhyun fixes his attention back to the pan in his hand, noticing the black stains that start to appear on the chicken. He jumpes, moving his spoon around in large, rapid strokes, trying to save their lunch.
"It's good," Soonkyu admits, "I didn't think you'd be such a good cook." He laughs, reaching over and grabbing her hand.
"When we get married, I'll steal Ryeowook-hyung's cookbook and I'll make you food everyday."
+ Kangin fics, Kibum challenge, Ryeowook's birthday present + fic, Zhou Mi's birthday fic, Donghae dark fic and some more 100 fic challenge fills
Girl's Generation
Jessica/Taeyeon
Sooyeon smiled and took a few steps closer to me, cocking her head to the side playfully, as if she was amused with the whole situation. I slipped my hands into my pockets, feeling the smooth texture of my earphones as I played with them-too polite to slip them in.
Before the bus arrived she said, “You should sit with me.” She didn’t look like she was joking when she said this, so I nodded stupidly, wondering how long it would take to get home, now. I hadn’t known that she had taken my bus back when we were younger; I just took the bus with Soonkyu and ignored everything else around. Maybe Sooyeon was there the whole time? Or had she moved later on in the year?
Sooyeon smiled and gave me a brief hug, before pulling her bus pass from her pocket and walking up to the bus that had just arrived. I blinked-watching her bow and smile at the bus driver before making her way to the back of the bus. A few people separated us, some people from classes that I barely remember, before I was walking up the aisle and sitting down beside her. She had her schoolbag on her knees and her glasses looked a little foggy from the instant heat of the bus.
“Kim Taeyeon-that’s your name, right?” she asked, using her phone as a mirror to put on her lipstick. I nodded and she smiled, turning to face me and give me a brighter smile.
“You really need to talk more, unnie,” she said, brushing some of her curls from her eyes, “You seemed to talk so much with everyone else, so you should start talking with me more, yes?” She gave me an eye-smile before the bus moved forwards and we were on our way.
We were on our way. Little did I know how rocky the pathway home really was.
Taeyeon/Sunny
Lee Soonkyu was in the works of typing up her next best novel, pausing every few sentences to take a sip of her constant supply of coffee. She’s on the sixtieth page when the door opens, causing Soonkyu to jump, confused. She turns around at her desk, watching as Kim Taeyeon enters the room, her wonderful smile on her face. Soonkyu smiles by instinct, accepting Taeyeon’s hug and short kiss as she sits down on Soonkyu’s lap. She runs her hands through the older lady’s hair, grasping to the blondish tips and smiling.
“You’re home early,” she comments, looking at the clock. The principal usually doesn’t return home that early, even if the school ends at two-thirty. No, Taeyeon usually comes home around four-forty, not three-seventeen.
( I have a lot to work on ^^")
+ Jessica/Tiffany/Krystal, Jungcest, 'Beautiful Girls' Series, Hyory oneshot
DBSK
Jaejoong/Yunho
There it was again - his flaunting smile, his childish laugh, and the half-moon eyes. His words echoed into his ears, as their hands brush, the smaller, slender fingers wrapping around his own, his thumb brushing over knuckles. His strawberry red cheeks, cold from the February air, glowed under the mid-afternoon sun, his cheekbones covered with leaf-shaped tattoos made by the shadows.
"Yunnie," he asked, reaching up to caress his face, "You still there?" He laughed again, his bretah ghosting inches away from his soft, pink lips, before pulling on his arm and bringing him down the dirt path. Ever tree is the same as before. Everything is the same.
"I'll always be there," he responds.
+ Yoochun/Yunho/Junsu oneshot, Yoochun's birthday fic, Jaejoong/everyone fic, JaeSoo dark fic
Smaller fandoms
Rainbow + SNSD
Taeyeon’s lips were pulled into a thick, solid line as she looked at the girl in the mirror. The girl looked up to meet her eyes, her left hand snaking up to rest on Taeyeon’s arm. The touch ghosts on her forearm before the girl sighs and lets her arm drop. So do her eyes. Taeyeon sighs, watching the short-haired brunette watch her reflection with her new light brown eyes.
“Jisook-ah,” Taeyeon begins, reaching down to cup the sitting girl’s face. The girl shakes her head, swatting her hand away.
“Don’t you dare call me that,” she spits, “It’s Jaeyeon. Not Jisook.” The chair spins so that the girl in the mirror is now staring up at her. Even with the new haircut and the eyes, she still looks so much like her. Her cheeks, her jawline, and even her eyes, even with the contacts, they look the same. “Call me Jaeyeon,” she begs, her eyes closing as a single tear escapes.
Taeyeon sighs and kneels in front of her, cupping her face. She shushes her, leaving a single kiss on her forehead. “You know this has to be,” she says, brushing some of her new hair from her tear-stained cheeks, “I can’t be seen with a sister. You’ll be targeted and beaten, you’ll get hurt. Jaeyeon, I don’t want you to be targeted.”
Jaeyeon nods, biting down on her lip. Taeyeon stands up, her knees cracking, and she turns at the voices coming from behind. The eldest gives her sister a final look before walking out of the small shack-like house, undoing her shirt button by button. When she hears the feet of horses close, Jaeyeon stands up and runs out by the back door, just like Taeyeon had told her when they had first heard of the news.
And the brunette that escapes is renamed Kim Jisook.
+ a whole lot of rainfinite. and some noeul/seungah. ship it.
f(x) (Sulli/Amber)
Jinri gulped down the frog in her throat, her fingers barely holding onto her paintbrush, dangling a few centimeters away from the canvas. She tried not to notice his breath on her throat, his hand moving under her uniform and dipping into her shirt. She tried not to notice the way he leaned over her, his glasses moving down the bridge of his nose. She hadn’t been noticing how she had been holding her breath until her lungs practically exploded, forcing her to breathe in, and a pant leaves her lips.
“Choi Jinri,” he whispers into her ear, his eyes admiring the painting on the canvas. His hand moves up her arm to grasp her fingers, playing with them like they’re delicate pieces of paper. “You’ve always been such a great artist. I’m jealous.” His free hand moves down to unbutton one of the plastic buttons on her blouse, slipping a hand down.
“Hey!” Jinri looks back to see a boy standing in the doorway - but it isn’t a boy. It’s Amber. Jinri’s lips turn into a smile as Amber walks in. Professor Lee backs off, fixing his tie, watching as Amber slings an arm around Jinri, similar to how he was holding her just three seconds prior. But Jinri feels so much safer now. Amber just makes her feel so much safer. “I thought that was against the rules.”
“What are you doing here, Mrs. Liu?” He asked, readjusting his glasses and coughing into his fist. Amber shrugs. She looks around the art room and smiles.
“I’m joining the art club.” Jinri looks up at her confusingly - Amber joining the art club? No one joined the art club. That was one of the reasons why Jinri liked it so much. It was just so quiet and peaceful that she could concentrate and get her work done. She liked being by herself so much that sometimes the janitor would knock on the door and remind her of what time the school ended at.
SHINee (Onew/Minho)
Yes, hopeless was Lee Jinki indeed.
When Principal Park had first hired Jinki, he wasn’t distressed. He had graduated out of one of the best science universities in South Korea. And he had good grades and an education master in his bag, too. So Principal Park had decided to hire him because of these things, not knowing that the week later he would blow up a lab by accidentally spilling an acid into a base that was highly reactive. Jinki begged to stay-“I don’t mess up often, I promise!”-and Park Jungsu was too afraid to let him go and have to find a better qualified teacher.
This was just one of the many things that he would do, and now Jinki had his own lab to work in, and only a handful of brave students would venture into his classroom. Jinki smiled sheepishly every time Kim Jongwoon would ask him why he blew something up, ending the conversation off with a thousand “I’m sorry’s!” and a renewed time at the school.
Choi Minho and Lee Jinki didn’t meet at the school for a very long time because of their teaching subjects.
+ JongKey~!
Germany/Canada
It was a very long time ago when Germany went broke. Like, really broke. So broke that he couldn’t even get milk for his home, let alone his people! And with Northern Italy following him everywhere needing work, too, he decided that the best thing he could possibly do is ask for some help from a country either than Italy and France. His boss had decided that he could work and get ‘paid’ for his services.
Unfortunately, not everyone was in a great position to ask for someone. He was turned down by Japan, America, and China and by his older brother, Prussia, by the first week. They all had economic problems, and they didn’t want to deal with Ludwig, so they told him to ask for someone else. By the end of the first week, he only had England left, and the country just sighed and said no.
“But Arthur-I’ve asked everyone else! Please take me in!” he begged. It wasn’t like him to beg, of course, but he needed the work! Arthur sighed, raking his sandy blonde hair, trying to ignore the screaming from his older brothers inside the house.
“Have you asked Matthew yet?”
I just realized how many works I have ~ ! I'll try to write as many as possible over the summer for you guys, my lovely readers! I'll have a request page open someday ~ (probably after Ryeowook's birthday).
Love you all~
Je
I know it's been awhile since I've written something, but there a few reasons!
1) We're moving. Yeah, we've bought a house and we're putting my house up on the market in two weeks? So it's been a lot of packing and cleaning.
2) My weekends are packed. Last weekend I was at Anime North (blog post for that is coming up soon, please wait!) and I was packing for the moving. So when I usually write, I'm making my room smell even more like cardboard.
3) Obsession with Anime. Let's just say that.
4) ISUs - Independent Study Units. My exams are coming up soon, and so are big projects that are worth over ten percent of your final mark (like two that are due next week ^^") so I've been working really hard on keeping up my good grades!
And finally, bigbangs. I am participating in two, and both of the due dates are around the times of my exams! Eep! But it's okay! I'm doing a Sooyoung/Hyoyeon/Yoona ot3 fic (I'm at 9k, gasp!) and a SHINee fic (it's part of a competition so I can't say what it's about, but it's at 10k right now) and they're due the 15th and the 20th of June. The 15th is the day of my in-class exams and the 20th is in the middle of my Geographie Canadienne Exam and my English exam.
So, whenever I get the change to get onto my computer and not type up another English essay, I'm working on the big bangs so I won't be so stressed out in the final laps.
PLUS! For Yoochun's birthday I'll probably write something, too. Probably Yoochun/Yunho/Junsu, so please anticipate!
BUT, there a lot of fics that I have been working on that I will complete over the summer! So here are some experts of these fics!
Super Junior
Henry/Kyuhyun/Ryeowook/Kibum
“Fine, you can go - but you need to bring someone with you,” Eeteuk got up, leaving the two maknaes on the couch, wondering who their guardian would be.
“Please, don’t be Siwon, please,” Henry whispered under his breath. He didn’t want to be sexually harassed; he wanted to have some fun! Kyuhyun nodded - he didn’t want Siwon acting like his boyfriend throughout the trip. They hoped that there was a new drama or something that Siwon needed to participate in, therefore making him unable to come along. They waited for about thirty minutes, holding onto each other’s hands, praying to God that Siwon wouldn’t come - however odd that sounds.
“Okay, he said he’s willing to come,” Eeteuk says, coming back into the living room. Standing beside him nonchalantly is none other but Kim Kibum, his black, shaggy hair falling into his eyes. The other maknaes watch the old maknae flash a smile, placing a short kiss on Eeteuk’s cheek to shush him, before advancing the other two.
“I heard we were camping.” For the first time ever, Kyuhyun doesn’t know what to say.
Kibum/Ryeowook
Kibum runs his finger over the smooth stone in his pocket. It’s so thrilling. It’s filled with the dark feeling of boundaries. It’s like a completely different world - just for one night. Any other night and everything would be normal. Kids wouldn’t be shunned back into their houses. People like him wouldn’t be so excited. It’s just a normal, rainy night - yes? But it isn’t. It can’t be a normal night. For it’s November 23rd, or more commonly known as ‘The Day of the Blood’ in rough translation by old transcripts passed down by elders and seers.
The Day of Blood was the night that everything seemed a little darker. A little creepier were the street signs, hopefully pointing you down the right route. A little scarier were the stores you strolled in front of during the lighter hours. Everything was just a little bit worse; everything was just a little bit gothic. The moon would soon be the only thing that lit up the night’s sky, when all the club-owners and shop-keepers closed down and shooed people away. They didn’t want to be pinned with the murder of what’s-his-name. Maybe it would be Kim Kibum.
Legally, you had to be twenty-one to be outside at night on ‘The Day of Blood’. Yet, many kids snuck out of their houses to see what the fuss was about. This was never smart. Out of the murders that happened per year, forty-five percent of them were of children younger than twenty-one. They were small. They were easy to please. They’re wants were simple: like candy to drugs to alcohol for the older ones. And yet, their families got nothing from the town because the way they had been the ones that went out before the proper age. And so the families wept with no condolences.
Kibum’s parents were strict enough to make sure that he didn’t sneak out on that scary night. They shut his door and window and gave him a pile of homework, added with the homework his normal classes had given him, to complete for the following morning. Even up to when he was eighteen and legally a man, they still made sure that he wasn’t going out. Not like it really mattered - his friends weren’t ‘hard core’ enough to go out on ‘The Day of Blood’s night, either - he had no intention to get brutally killed.
Kangin/Sungmin
They said they'd call him the Strike. This is the second time he's attacked, and it has been three weeks since the previous attack. Same target - jewelry store. Same attack - some form of karate or tae kwon do mixed with weapons. Same outfit - a black suit with a yellow and pink ribbon around his mouth.
Same time - during a harsh thunderstorm.
When the seventh recorded lightening struck, at around 12;23 AM, he attacked. Three of the employees are badly injured and now in critical car in the hospital. Two with broken limbs, and five in a state of serious shock. Half of the inventory has been stolen.
Dr. Kim Youngwoon will be filling in as the head of this investigation.
Siwon!centric (Greek Mythology AU)
Siwon stared into the mirror in a small, cramped pub's bathroom. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to do now, how he was supposed to continue, but he couldn't go back home. If he went back home, there was a chance that his 'parents' wouldn't take him back. All the money had been taken out of his back account, he figured that one when he had tried using the ATM with no prevail. And yet, he had a feeling that he was being chased, so he continued running. His first monster was the Minotaur. It wouldn't be his last.
Now in the bathroom, he ran a hand down his cheek where the bull's horn had connected. It was his first time fighting a monster, he was young, he was inexperienced, but he had somehow won. It all seemed fake to him, but the scar across his face told him that it was anything but. He had closed his eyes, doing what he always did when he was nervous. Think of all the the things he knew for certain.
His name was Siwon - he refused to call himself 'Choi Siwon' anymore.
He had two adopted parents, both athletes, who put him in sports ever since he was a kid. He was a skilled runner, swimmer and martial artist. He jumped over hurdles like they were nothing.
He never loses - ever.
A beast attacked and interrupted his birthday party. He killed it, but not after chasing most of his family away.
Shindong/Kyuhyun (XVI!AU, girl!Shindong)
"Oh my god! You finally got inked!" Sungmin smiled, pulling at Shindong's arm and yanking the sleeve up. She smiled at the 'XVI' sign on her forearm, the solid, black inking the flawless skin. Sungmin's smile grew and she pulled up her sleeve so that she could flash her sixteen mark. The bell rang, and Sungmin showed her the peace sign, leaving Shindong by herself in a hall crowded by sixteen-years. Sixteen-year old girls.
Shindong looked down at her arm. Everyone had wanted one, the XVI, but she hated it. She had been fine, before she turned sixteen. She admits that she had been a little chubby, but either than that, she hadn't needed the surgery. She had a pretty face, gorgeous and curly, black hair and straight teeth. She ha a bunch of friends, unlike a lot of the people that went into the double Eight room for friends.
She was forced. She was pushed into that room and came back tainted. Her porcelain skin was written on and cracked, telling the whole world that yes, she wasn't a minor anymore. They placed it on her forearm, so if anyone wanted to know, all they had to do was pull up her sleeve and check. She was just one of the few that would survive the first year; many fifteen and sixteen years would end up dead or raped.
Hankyung/Kyuhyun/Donghae
Kyuhyun soon realizes that there's something happening with Hankyung and Donghae. Every week a new packet of Oreas appears on the counter, with a sticky not with Hankyung's handwriting and his signature. Then later on, when he thinks that everyone is asleep, Hankyung appears at the dorm and sneaks into Donghae's room, and soon the sounds of chewing comes from underneath the door. He knows hat they are really close and all they might be doing is eating cookies, but one night as he's eavesdropping he hears moans. And any friedshup ideas slowly face away.
He also learns that Hankyung only eats the tops of Oreos. He gives the rest to Donghae or Siwon in most occasions. He doesn't eat any of the remaining filling, which appalls Kyuhyun, just pops it into his mouth, just the top of the cookie. And because he gives the rest to his dongsaengs, Eeteuk doesn't scream at him and unlike Kyuhyun, he rarely eats any, just picking at the package and accepting the top from Donghae, who always ate two or three a day. And Donghae eats the bottom. All of it. Including the delicious white filling that Kyuhyun loves.
He likes his lips, watching the tongue run over his favorite part. They should have asked him first.
Kibum/Ryeowook
"Kibum," Ryeowook noded, admiring Kibum's tux and his tie. He probably had to dress up every day for his job. Ryeowook's suit was enough for his job and his desk, huddled all day in his office.
Kibum smiled, but cocked his head. "You look overworked, hyungnim." He closed the door to the office and advanced, his hands slipping out of the pockets. "I've been told that I give great massages."
Ryeowook shook his head. "No, it's okay."
Kibum sighed, "I insist."
Ryeowook rolled his eyes. "Okay, if you must. Just on the shoulders, I guess." He turned around, dangling his arms like ragdolls'. A few seconds later, Kibum's strong, wide hands grabbed onto his shoulders, slowly moving his thumbs against his shoulders.
Ryeowook threw his head back. He did give great massages!
Kyuhyun/Sunny
"You need to stir, mister," Soonkyu says, nodding to the food that Kyuhyun has been 'labouring' over since she had arrived. It was like a 'hello again' present. Super Junior hasn't been doing anything but Opera and SS4, and only three of the members were busy in Girl's Generation, but it was still hard for either of them to have any empty dorm, with the eight or so members to deal with.
Kyuhyun fixes his attention back to the pan in his hand, noticing the black stains that start to appear on the chicken. He jumpes, moving his spoon around in large, rapid strokes, trying to save their lunch.
"It's good," Soonkyu admits, "I didn't think you'd be such a good cook." He laughs, reaching over and grabbing her hand.
"When we get married, I'll steal Ryeowook-hyung's cookbook and I'll make you food everyday."
+ Kangin fics, Kibum challenge, Ryeowook's birthday present + fic, Zhou Mi's birthday fic, Donghae dark fic and some more 100 fic challenge fills
Girl's Generation
Jessica/Taeyeon
Sooyeon smiled and took a few steps closer to me, cocking her head to the side playfully, as if she was amused with the whole situation. I slipped my hands into my pockets, feeling the smooth texture of my earphones as I played with them-too polite to slip them in.
Before the bus arrived she said, “You should sit with me.” She didn’t look like she was joking when she said this, so I nodded stupidly, wondering how long it would take to get home, now. I hadn’t known that she had taken my bus back when we were younger; I just took the bus with Soonkyu and ignored everything else around. Maybe Sooyeon was there the whole time? Or had she moved later on in the year?
Sooyeon smiled and gave me a brief hug, before pulling her bus pass from her pocket and walking up to the bus that had just arrived. I blinked-watching her bow and smile at the bus driver before making her way to the back of the bus. A few people separated us, some people from classes that I barely remember, before I was walking up the aisle and sitting down beside her. She had her schoolbag on her knees and her glasses looked a little foggy from the instant heat of the bus.
“Kim Taeyeon-that’s your name, right?” she asked, using her phone as a mirror to put on her lipstick. I nodded and she smiled, turning to face me and give me a brighter smile.
“You really need to talk more, unnie,” she said, brushing some of her curls from her eyes, “You seemed to talk so much with everyone else, so you should start talking with me more, yes?” She gave me an eye-smile before the bus moved forwards and we were on our way.
We were on our way. Little did I know how rocky the pathway home really was.
Taeyeon/Sunny
Lee Soonkyu was in the works of typing up her next best novel, pausing every few sentences to take a sip of her constant supply of coffee. She’s on the sixtieth page when the door opens, causing Soonkyu to jump, confused. She turns around at her desk, watching as Kim Taeyeon enters the room, her wonderful smile on her face. Soonkyu smiles by instinct, accepting Taeyeon’s hug and short kiss as she sits down on Soonkyu’s lap. She runs her hands through the older lady’s hair, grasping to the blondish tips and smiling.
“You’re home early,” she comments, looking at the clock. The principal usually doesn’t return home that early, even if the school ends at two-thirty. No, Taeyeon usually comes home around four-forty, not three-seventeen.
( I have a lot to work on ^^")
+ Jessica/Tiffany/Krystal, Jungcest, 'Beautiful Girls' Series, Hyory oneshot
DBSK
Jaejoong/Yunho
There it was again - his flaunting smile, his childish laugh, and the half-moon eyes. His words echoed into his ears, as their hands brush, the smaller, slender fingers wrapping around his own, his thumb brushing over knuckles. His strawberry red cheeks, cold from the February air, glowed under the mid-afternoon sun, his cheekbones covered with leaf-shaped tattoos made by the shadows.
"Yunnie," he asked, reaching up to caress his face, "You still there?" He laughed again, his bretah ghosting inches away from his soft, pink lips, before pulling on his arm and bringing him down the dirt path. Ever tree is the same as before. Everything is the same.
"I'll always be there," he responds.
+ Yoochun/Yunho/Junsu oneshot, Yoochun's birthday fic, Jaejoong/everyone fic, JaeSoo dark fic
Smaller fandoms
Rainbow + SNSD
Taeyeon’s lips were pulled into a thick, solid line as she looked at the girl in the mirror. The girl looked up to meet her eyes, her left hand snaking up to rest on Taeyeon’s arm. The touch ghosts on her forearm before the girl sighs and lets her arm drop. So do her eyes. Taeyeon sighs, watching the short-haired brunette watch her reflection with her new light brown eyes.
“Jisook-ah,” Taeyeon begins, reaching down to cup the sitting girl’s face. The girl shakes her head, swatting her hand away.
“Don’t you dare call me that,” she spits, “It’s Jaeyeon. Not Jisook.” The chair spins so that the girl in the mirror is now staring up at her. Even with the new haircut and the eyes, she still looks so much like her. Her cheeks, her jawline, and even her eyes, even with the contacts, they look the same. “Call me Jaeyeon,” she begs, her eyes closing as a single tear escapes.
Taeyeon sighs and kneels in front of her, cupping her face. She shushes her, leaving a single kiss on her forehead. “You know this has to be,” she says, brushing some of her new hair from her tear-stained cheeks, “I can’t be seen with a sister. You’ll be targeted and beaten, you’ll get hurt. Jaeyeon, I don’t want you to be targeted.”
Jaeyeon nods, biting down on her lip. Taeyeon stands up, her knees cracking, and she turns at the voices coming from behind. The eldest gives her sister a final look before walking out of the small shack-like house, undoing her shirt button by button. When she hears the feet of horses close, Jaeyeon stands up and runs out by the back door, just like Taeyeon had told her when they had first heard of the news.
And the brunette that escapes is renamed Kim Jisook.
+ a whole lot of rainfinite. and some noeul/seungah. ship it.
f(x) (Sulli/Amber)
Jinri gulped down the frog in her throat, her fingers barely holding onto her paintbrush, dangling a few centimeters away from the canvas. She tried not to notice his breath on her throat, his hand moving under her uniform and dipping into her shirt. She tried not to notice the way he leaned over her, his glasses moving down the bridge of his nose. She hadn’t been noticing how she had been holding her breath until her lungs practically exploded, forcing her to breathe in, and a pant leaves her lips.
“Choi Jinri,” he whispers into her ear, his eyes admiring the painting on the canvas. His hand moves up her arm to grasp her fingers, playing with them like they’re delicate pieces of paper. “You’ve always been such a great artist. I’m jealous.” His free hand moves down to unbutton one of the plastic buttons on her blouse, slipping a hand down.
“Hey!” Jinri looks back to see a boy standing in the doorway - but it isn’t a boy. It’s Amber. Jinri’s lips turn into a smile as Amber walks in. Professor Lee backs off, fixing his tie, watching as Amber slings an arm around Jinri, similar to how he was holding her just three seconds prior. But Jinri feels so much safer now. Amber just makes her feel so much safer. “I thought that was against the rules.”
“What are you doing here, Mrs. Liu?” He asked, readjusting his glasses and coughing into his fist. Amber shrugs. She looks around the art room and smiles.
“I’m joining the art club.” Jinri looks up at her confusingly - Amber joining the art club? No one joined the art club. That was one of the reasons why Jinri liked it so much. It was just so quiet and peaceful that she could concentrate and get her work done. She liked being by herself so much that sometimes the janitor would knock on the door and remind her of what time the school ended at.
SHINee (Onew/Minho)
Yes, hopeless was Lee Jinki indeed.
When Principal Park had first hired Jinki, he wasn’t distressed. He had graduated out of one of the best science universities in South Korea. And he had good grades and an education master in his bag, too. So Principal Park had decided to hire him because of these things, not knowing that the week later he would blow up a lab by accidentally spilling an acid into a base that was highly reactive. Jinki begged to stay-“I don’t mess up often, I promise!”-and Park Jungsu was too afraid to let him go and have to find a better qualified teacher.
This was just one of the many things that he would do, and now Jinki had his own lab to work in, and only a handful of brave students would venture into his classroom. Jinki smiled sheepishly every time Kim Jongwoon would ask him why he blew something up, ending the conversation off with a thousand “I’m sorry’s!” and a renewed time at the school.
Choi Minho and Lee Jinki didn’t meet at the school for a very long time because of their teaching subjects.
+ JongKey~!
Germany/Canada
It was a very long time ago when Germany went broke. Like, really broke. So broke that he couldn’t even get milk for his home, let alone his people! And with Northern Italy following him everywhere needing work, too, he decided that the best thing he could possibly do is ask for some help from a country either than Italy and France. His boss had decided that he could work and get ‘paid’ for his services.
Unfortunately, not everyone was in a great position to ask for someone. He was turned down by Japan, America, and China and by his older brother, Prussia, by the first week. They all had economic problems, and they didn’t want to deal with Ludwig, so they told him to ask for someone else. By the end of the first week, he only had England left, and the country just sighed and said no.
“But Arthur-I’ve asked everyone else! Please take me in!” he begged. It wasn’t like him to beg, of course, but he needed the work! Arthur sighed, raking his sandy blonde hair, trying to ignore the screaming from his older brothers inside the house.
“Have you asked Matthew yet?”
I just realized how many works I have ~ ! I'll try to write as many as possible over the summer for you guys, my lovely readers! I'll have a request page open someday ~ (probably after Ryeowook's birthday).
Love you all~
Je