Seulgi has gone through a few songs before she finally picks the song of her life.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

in which we get to witness the aftermath of minjoo's christmas card from hitomi's point of view. (or; minjoo always looks at someone like she's in love.)                                                                                                                              

Hey, have you ever heard of a story told by an old couch or a wooden table? No? Then buckle up and get your popcorns, because we're about to go on a ride. // A 3-shots ssambbang story.                                                                                                                                                      

They never fought. Never went into war-mode. The furthest they did were arguing and bickering, and then made up. So when they tasted the untested area, they broke. Confused, anxious, lost... ...and hurt. "Are you guys fighting?" asked Taeyeon, eyes curiously flickered back and forth between the two.   Word count: 10400   A/N: here's a failed attempt at re-testing my long-unused writing skill. Hop

"Sometimes you gotta break the rules and stand apart ignore your head and follow your heart." Sounds so damn right, doesn't it? But what could a wise words do when it faced the reality? None. Kwon Yuri wished she had stuck with her head and ignored her heart; so that she didn't have to go back to December all the time. A/N: This is a yoonyul oneshot dedicated to SNSD's Black Pearl Kwon Yuri who had celebrated her birthday several days ago~ Happy belated birt

Kwon Yuri, the healthiest member of SNSD (aside from Seohyun), was rarely sick. But rare as it was, whenever it happened, it happened with loads of hilarious, ridiculous, funny, random things. And today, Yoona was about to discover how weird a sick Yuri is.     A/N: This will be somewhat short, weird, strange one-shot. I came up with this because similar things happened in my last dream. Bless my dream and YoonYul. Precaution: ninja!elitefamily moments. Anyway,

— so love until you're dead.   //   a collection of short, light glimpses; on our precious ssambbang across the worlds and universes.   //   current: "Not every slime finds home, Chaewon-sshi," Hitomi says. Her voice is light, and Chaewon should have found it calming.                                                                      

Minjoo knows what people are saying, and Yujin is a plant, of some sort. Metaphorically, at least. (Sort of Canon Compliant.)                                                                                                                    

Waiting isn't something we'll gladly do, more so when we don't know when to stop—or rather, how to stop. Time never waits for you, after all, so why should you wait for others? It's a waste of time.   Yet, you still do it.             Words count: 14800                                                                                                                                                                                 

They define the world themselves.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            

dodo_swag said: no but regardless of what som_swag said, it's called maximizing your opportunities in life.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

Doyeon was forced to run a delivery service. Yoojung was a ball of awkwardness. Sohye was a broccoli hater. Sejeong was an overprotective unnie, while Chungha wasn't any better - she's just more subtle about it.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              

Somehow, because weekends always fly by, Friday started an hour ago but now it’s already Saturday night. All Chaewon wants to do is sleep, but there's a knock at the door.                                                                                                               

An assassination plan that didn't actually end up with murder, and a case of soulmates who made everything unnecessarily harder for themselves? Sounds about right.         (a.k.a the ssambbang and yulyen sorta-kinda-fantasy au no one asked for.)                                                                                                                                               

Somi has to stop calling an urgent meeting for every little thing. Jieqiong has to stop taking a day off. Chungha has to stop throwing random things around. Sohye has to stop keeping score of two people bickering. Nayoung has to stop losing her emotion chip. Yoojung has to stop crushing people way too easily, and Doyeon has to stop caring too much. (Loosely based on IOI unit's Whatta Man MV.)                                                                                              

leechae: upon seeing this gc they simultaneously dropped their phones and are too scared to touch it now.                                                                                                         

“Yujinnie said you’re planning murder,” Hitomi conversationally says. That might or might not be true, to a degree. (Third installment in the thirdwheelers saga.)                                                                                                          

Math is difficult, sure. Hitomi won’t argue against that. But if there’s one more thing harder than math, falling for your tablemate should be one strong contender. (highschool au, inspired by iz*chu s2)                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

iz*one holds a bonding time and chaewon is suffering from a declining rate of success. (alternatively; chaewon is confused, nako is an unwilling thirdwheel, minjoo has been wronged a lot, and hitomi is just trying her best.)                                                                                                            

“Shut up.” Yena brings her palms over her face and sighs, “Oh my God shut up, I'm so stressed the hair is falling out from my wig—”    //   a vaguely college play au.                                                                                        

Bersenang-senanglah, kar'na hari ini yang 'kan kita rindukan.   //   Koleksi fanfiksi lokal super-pendek tentang anggota-anggota IZ*ONE, dari berbagai semesta dunia, tak terkungkung ruang maupun masa.   //   Terbaru: drabble hyewon x minjoo, ssambbang, sama wonyoung x yujin dari prompt twitter beberapa bulan lalu :]                                                                             

On the day leading up to her birthday, the server the twelve of them are in is quiet, and every chat Eunbi sends out is swallowed by the void — or at least that's what it feels like.                                                                                                                        

You went into a store with her to buy fortune cookies, unsuspecting. You should have known better. // A sequel has been posted to celebrate our beloved Yuri's birthday. Happy belated birthday, Yuri! ♥                                                                                                                                                             

words are hard. it's harder the more you mean it, and when it comes to her, you mean it more times than you care to admit.       //       #SoftestSsambbangDay                                                                                                                                                                                

Sejeong was kicked out from IOI's group chatroom. In the first day the chatroom was created. And that's how it all began.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

wherein hitomi regrets following nako and sakura into the journalist club, their group chat is filled with pumpkins and questionable moments, nako is unapologetically loud, and eunbi is there to make their life hard—not necessarily in that order.   

wherein hitomi just wants to sincerely, wholeheartedly, yeet from this narrative.  // this might later be a place for me to post any 01z-centric shots i have because i love them but we will see!                                                                                                                                    

The forest is angry, the town people have said. (They aren't wrong.)                                                                                                                                              

Irene Bae is attending her seventh year. Kang Seulgi is enjoying her fifth year. Their path crosses in a Quidditch team, the Library, the Great Hall, the Black Lake, and the list goes on. Whether it's incidental or not, Irene isn't impressed, and whether Irene is impressed or not, Seulgi grins and says stupid things. What will happen when the Potions Professor task seventh year students to brew Amortentia, and what's a mistletoe doing on the corridor?!                                 

Out of everything, she stood contemplating her life. She had at least two things went well while one thing went downhill. And she should be able to life with that. After all, one was nothing against two. Except that that was exactly where she was wrong; this one wasn't nothing. Not to her. It became harder to bear, then, when that one thing became her everything.