Love isn’t voluntary like that. It’s not something in their will, in their control. And even as it’s literally killing her, she can’t bear to be free from it.

I wanted to give you everything.

Love is separated by mountains and seas. Mountains and seas can’t be overcome. She only found out many years later that this was actually an inevitable outcome.

It’s the same routine, until it isn’t.

Dear God. After Fu Jing’s heat has finally ended and she’s fallen into a deep sleep, Xuanyi sits in an armchair by the window and feels her heart still pounding at 180 bpm as she starts to seriously ponder this question. Weren’t they just going to have dinner? Why did she devour the host who sent her an invite in her house once again?

Jessica has been in the industry for quite some time, but she's never had a co-star like Tiffany Hwang. [Hollywood AU]

“Hi, Jessi!” Tiffany’s smile is almost hard to look at. It’s just so…bright. Tiffany’s just so bright. It makes Jessica wants to cover her eyes but peek through the gaps between her fingers. “It’s nice to meet you!” Or: the JeTi kidfic that wouldn’t leave me alone.

Was she close with Wu Xuanyi? That’s a good question.

For dee's prompt "AU where Jessica plays Taeyeon's love interest in an MV and Jessica has no idea who Kim Taeyeon is, it's just a job."

“Hey, it took you long enough!” is Tiffany’s way of greeting, but it’s the other person across the table that makes Jessica stop and stare. “Oh, I invited TaeTae too. You don’t mind, do you Jessi?” “No, of course not,” Jessica says with an airy laugh. It’s not a lie; she doesn’t mind, she would never mind Taeyeon, it’s just that… Well.

“Was everything a sham? Our friendship, was it just a way for you to get votes?”

Xuanyi stumbles into Fu Jing’s room at three in the morning, her cheeks flushed, eyes bloodshot, hair damp with sweat and clinging to her face. “J-Jing,” she stammers. “I need your help.” Or: the succubus AU that can barely be called one.

Some old JeTi fics. 1) Got My Heartbeat Runnin’ Away 2) Mr. Taxi 3) My Air, My Light, My World [It’s You]

“So do you think it’s impossible? Staying friends after you break up?” It’s not that it’s impossible, Xuanyi thinks, looking at Fu Jing’s back, her figure even thinner than usual but, as usual, she takes up all of Xuanyi’s sightline, occupies her entire vision and leaves no room for anyone else.

Taeyeon is obvious, and Jessica is oblivious. [Total fluff. AU, of course]

Five minutes and thirty one seconds after I walk into this restaurant, I can tell that it definitely isn’t a simple late night crawfish restaurant.

Winter takes her place beside Karina like she’s made to be there. Minjeong sneaks glances at Jimin and hopes she isn’t too obvious. Or: 4 times Minjeong reaches for Jimin’s hand (+1 time Jimin reaches for Minjeong’s)

When Taeyeon is told that she’s going to have a female love interest in her music video, she may or may not immediately embrace the idea. When Taeyeon is told that said female love interest is going to be played by Jessica Jung, she may or may not quietly but completely freak out.

The first time Mimi sees Bora, she mistakes her for an elementary school student.

In a sea of 101 girls, she’s found her anchor.

Yerin seems to take great enjoyment in how much she annoys Sinbi.

Xiening murmurs something that Yiyang doesn’t quite catch, but it sounds like her name again, and then “missed you,” her voice cracking in a different way from the usual.

‘All my intel said you’re not meant to be back until next week and I’m sitting here using your flat as a sniper nest to kill a bad guy. This is awkward.’ AU

“Did Yerin unnie treat you well in Europe?” Eunha asks her when they’re filming for V App.

“We did it,” Tiffany whispers into Jessica’s neck, voice suddenly a lot quieter, like this is something she wants to share with Jessica alone. “Jessi, we did it.”

“I always felt like…no matter how close you came, it wasn’t close enough.” Or: 4 times Fu Jing finds an excuse to hold Xuanyi’s hand (+1 time she doesn't need to)

Meeting you is like making a switch to polar coordinates: complex and imaginary things are given a magnitude and direction.

Jessica puts a folder down on her boss’s desk. “Here are the files you wanted, do you need—” She stops mid-sentence, her eyes widening as they land on a face she hasn’t seen in months, one that she thought she might never see again.

I look at her and think about how I won’t be able to look at her like this from now on, and my heart swells and dips. I don’t know what hurts more: not being able to debut, or having to be apart from her.

“You—” Jessica hesitates. “I like your smile,” she says sincerely, if rather awkwardly, “but you’re not… Your smiles lately haven’t been real.”