I'm doing a little experiment. I have trouble writing short short fics. I will attempt to box myself in for the duration of these one-shots. I'll also play a little association game -- keep watch over the order the pairings appear in. If Chapter 1 is about Chiao and Tristan, one of those characters but NOT both MUST be in the next chapter. ie: Chap

  Based on something that really happened to me a few days ago. I would be Kris, as funny as that sounds. Krishun/Sekris, Krishan     EXO in suburban dystopia.

I didn't think I could betray MISSTER so badly, but alas......... It's GI, hello!?     :)   Stay tuned for some Ai + Aram fluff. It was spurred on by the lovely picture of these two looking so damn adorable I couldn't help myself. To make matters worse, Ai's quote when she uploaded this to the group's Twitter, was: "I've won Aram's heart"    

*Kneecaps: small, sweet, fried donuts with an indent in the center rather than a hole. They are covered with powdered sugar & filled with whipped cream. Adding a few sprinkles adds a decorative touch!       This started out as a sugar-induced joke with 

  His side, her side, my side. The Truth.   MissTER's in a bad way. Niu Nai, Zi Lun, An Na, Qiu Qiu and Zhe Qiao are not speaking to one another. What happened to cause them to drift apart? Is it really An Na's fault?   Five different people's take on a certain turn of events.    

A feline friend misses his master. He probably doesn’t realize he’s a cat, but indeed understands that he cannot express his thoughts and fears to humans as other humans might.   A/N: Written for my dear sis, ravus_ Characters are OCs based loosely on real people...and er...cats.   This is somewhat of a spin-off of

What would your ideal house look like? If you could savour it, how would it taste? How would it smell? What would it feel like if you ran your fingers across its surface? Would it guard your wounded heart and your emotions and make you feel safe? Would it make you feel whole again if it was filled with the presence of simple things you hold dear?

  This is an offshoot from my nerdfic Nerds, Dorks and Jerks. Chiao's character is revealed in the nerdfic, and I don't want to give any spoilers, so if you're curious about the thoughts she may have had when she wrote these pages of her notebook, GO READ THE ORIGINAL FIC :)

The holidays, the weather, and my feels inspired me to write this. It's about solitude, and on the flipside, feeling close to people though you're too far to touch.   Aarstan/Tantris Onara/Christan pairing (Chris/Tristan)     Story plotbunnies include.....internet relationships, social solitude, longing, emptiness, and a strong need for change. How can one miss someone they've never met? How can one build a bridge where none exists? Half

Niu Nai just can't control her over-active imagination. A pop idol in-the-making needs to focus on her band, not making out.   A/N: Title is a play on words, since some of us seem pretty obsessed with tomboys and the binders they wear. The actual story has nothing to do with anyone's binder though lol. Just Niu Nai and some trouble she gets herself into with her MissTER-mates.    

Seohyun and Niu Nai were students in Astrophysics.  In 1996, they were in love. In 1998, Seohyun died. Some time before the accident, the lovers had made headway in their research of time travel. Reckless and desperate to have her Seohyun back, Niu Nai tested unfinished theories they'd worked on together. She lived her life waiting for September 12th, 2012 each year.   To coordinate the perfect meeting, they had matching stop-watc

Women can be really petty, and quite childish. Why is everything DRAMA when you throw more than one female into an enclosed space? Then again, sometimes the result can be amusing.   Part of the Kneecaps Donut Challenge.   

  Friendship. Keepsakes. Sadness. Bittersweet endin

The underground serves as a makeshift home for people without a real home. I don't normally walk up to strangers, but I felt like I knew her after seeing her nearly every day for the last few months. "Here," I pushed the tray closer to her. Cautiously, she took one cup and stared at me.   Vaguely, the cor

Drugs are bad. Even when prescribed. But so is depression. So we listen to our shrink and we medicate, and feel bad. If bad is to drugs as drugs are to bad, then...why do we take drugs? What vicious circle do we let ourself int

asfdhdfjhgl ... Milk & Donuts?! Sometimes you have a ridiculously awkward day. Sometimes all you really need is some sugar.

New Scorpio pairing!   NOTE: Due to the sudden news that Jin has dropped out of MissTER, I don't feel right writing this one. It just kind of turned it sour for me. Maybe I''ll try again once the news blows over.