Fade Into You

Jan 12, 2015 02:38

Title: Fade Into You
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 3.9k
Summary: "What do you want, Chanyeol?" That's a good question Chanyeol has no concrete answer to. He hasn't reached home yet. Or peace. He is his sister's ambitions she wasn't able to take to grave with her.
Warning/s: character death, attempted suicide (this is not a sad story)

Yura dies at age twenty-four. )

rating: pg13, round: 1

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yuraxchan January 12 2015, 12:54:46 UTC
That was really beautiful and realistic. The list was a good idea.

“Not always,” Chanyeol says. “Sometimes it’s for the best if you don’t care that much about the world or anyone besides yourself.”

When you've been hurt a lot, there's always this phase when you don't really feel anything. It's like you don't care about anything or anyone. But it's not true, you care, it's just that you're pushing your feelings away and trying not to feel. I still don't know what's scarier : feeling too much or (having the impression of) feeling nothing.

“It’s the same when people say they are sorry Yura died. People tell me-tell me that she’s at a better place, that she is fine and looking over me from above, sitting on some cloud with god and fifteen fucking angels and ( ... )

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robotkeychain January 14 2015, 00:51:38 UTC
This fic was utterly beautiful. Your words created such an amazing imagery and the characterization was perfect. I found this fic pretty sad despite what you said; it just had this overall air of melancholy. I really really love this fic and it sucks that you didn't write the kiss in the rain (I was kinda looking forward to that lol)

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bluedreaming January 14 2015, 03:05:16 UTC
I'm really sorry for only commenting now, but you took this idea and made such a beautiful expression of sadness and grief and being lost and maybe being while and meetings and partings and how lists can't make us happy, in the end. Our pink Bentleys crushed between cement and cement trucks, fragments of metal and bone running through our fingers. The colour of a face as it screams. The flickers of a skeleton under a smile. You can't make anyone happy. But that doesn't mean it's impossible.

I waited outside
Your door; you writing lists while
My lips mouthed the words.

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thcrud May 2 2016, 00:49:24 UTC
Great story! I feel the grieve, the pain, the depression of chanyeol life, chanyeol emotion. It's just well expressed. Partly because i am just like chanyeol,i think.

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nyu_96 August 31 2016, 22:15:22 UTC
This story was full of feelings, I fell kind of overwhelmed right now. This was a great read though, thanks !

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