In this game of love, you and I are ultimately evenly matched

Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that. This doesn’t count for them. Oh Sehun tried to leave the darkness, but only to have the darkness -the gloomy boss of his mafia family Wu Yifan- follow him to his only escape, the light of his life, Luhan. He tried to leave, but Wu Yifan was right after him. H

Jongin expresses his feelings through paper butterflies. Happy and sad, colored butterflies can be used as words.        

    Jongin is convinced that Lu Han is a descendant of the devil, masked with the face of an angel to deceive the human race, using their ignorance towards cute looking creatures with doe eyes and pink bow shaped lips so he can take reign over the world.    

Luhan isn't interested in finding Mr Right ~ he wants Mr Right Now!   ~**~  

The two of us were made for each other- we knew that…and yet, in the end we aren’t together.

Queen Mary's Fanfics Recommendation ↫  Hello, I'm Mary and I'm here to post my favorite fanfics. T

Luhan is a streetlord with a passion for 'grafitti' or street art. He spends his days in the dark alleyways, painting ragged sprays of color across the drab walls of his home.  It's the only way to bring light into his darkness. On the other side of life, Sehun is an aspiring graphic artist. He creates pristine art pieces within th

bc lukai feels and i tried???????//????///??// originally posted on tumblr.  

      I'm not cute at all. I have big eyes and I'm so short. Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee makes fun of me for my love of cooking. I'm no wonderful person at all. Everyone makes fun of me. I don't deserve love.        

The first moment is always the sweetest

  Friendship is one hell of a heartbreaker, and confessing your feelings to your bestfriend is one hard thing.   Will Luhan let Kai go?   Or will one of them realize that there's more than just friendship between them?  

Kai and y/n are the  two biggest enemies in their school. Y/n thought that once they finish their highschool, they'll not meet each other again. But something UNEXPECTED happened when y/n got a job at Luhan's house as a maid. 

It's like trying to catch an imp in mid-flight.

        ”Fate is never fair. You are caught in a current much stronger than you are; struggle against it and you'll

I've decided to change this to little writings that don't really have a home. A lot of these stories may parallel my real life, though I won't go into real detail on what's true, what's not. Pairings will likely be mostly KaiSoo and KriSoo, as those two pairings I feel I relate to the most, though, I may change my mind in the long run and throw some others in there. Sorry for the sudden change!

Jongin is a guy with many secrets and loud thoughts. Baekhyun is a guy with too many guys and no feelings. Luhan is a guy who thinks a lot and knows the perks of being a wallflower.

A Beijing grown pretty boy and a Seoul child with nothing but a dance studio shouldn’t cross passes. Wide eyes and tanned skin certainly shouldn’t have the pleasure to find out what glossed pink lips taste like together. 

Somewhere in the middle of their relationship

Luhan finds himself being Kai’s – South Korea’s most loved and hated heartthrob – personal assistant for two weeks. It should not have been a problem, not at all, if only Luhan was not still stuck in the past where Jongin was merely an ordinary boy with a dream. A dream to be Jongin, Luhan’s superstar, not Kai, everyone else’s star.  

Jongin is smoke and Luhan the one that chases him. Written for The Sky is the Limit, Round 3: March Madness, subround 1.

Word Count: 1229 ||  Pairing: Kaisoo, Lukai ||| Angst Description: Kyungsoo doesn't have anything or anyone.  

Even if I look at the clock I don’t have time, goodbye now Even if I look at the calendar I don’t have any memories now I’m afraid  I’ll be a book that no one reads Music that no one listens to anymore I’m afraid  I’ll be abandoned like a movie playing in an empty theater Even if I look at the phone I don’t ha

"Because my whole world doesn't make sense until you arrive"

After how many washes of sweat stained T-shirts, uses of medicine on bruised skin, refills of empty water bottoles, he finally gave in. Jongin could no longer hold in his emotions, the longing, the cries and whimpers. He wanted the pain the leave him, he wanted someone beside him again, he wanted to see his family. He wanted Luhan.

The love story between Kai and Luhan at Japan. 

  Después de tanto tiempo de lavar camisetas manchadas de sudor, de aplicar medicina en los moretones, rellenar botellas de agua vacías, se dio por vencido. Ya no podía contener sus emociones, el anhelo, el llanto, los quejidos. Quería que el dolor lo dejara, quería tener a alguien nuevamente a su lado, quería ver a su familia y quería a Luhan. No, Jongin necesitaba a Luhan.  

"Luhan has become a well-known Chinese painter who had sworn to himself to paint only those gorgeous sceneries in his whole entire life. He never liked paintings that were about humans. YES- he hated them a lot. Ironic and cruel, indeed. Luhan firmly believed that sceneries were hundred levels, better subjects to paint than focusing o

LOL  OT3 Sehun/Kai/Luhan dedicated for my friend finalstar on tumblr  [4/2/2013 4:29:53 PM] no1currs (Carolina): omg angela you should write me a story because i'm bored so yeah....