I think I have to much time on my hands :3 I probably should spend it writing but I don't like forcing a chapter out. I just like to write when the muse hits me. Okay so yeah, this is basiclaly is just going to be a collection of different things really. From color codes to emoticons to vairous other things. Just what ever I think might help you all with writing your stories or what ever; hopefull

"Yongguk, how do you describe colors without using the name of the color?"      

Based off a Tumblr post that went like this: W

  Words. Colors. Light.

15 years.... Was it really that easy for you? 

It's basically a Sheriarty story from the eyes of Sherlock Holmes and Jim Moriarty

Chorong had lived with people who were either black or white. She stood out from everyone else since she was yellow. The colors affected everyone's personalities. Chorong was bright and happy while eveyone else was emotionless. She always looked different since she was born. No one knew why. Chorong thought that she was the only colored person in the world. But that all changed when she met another yellow person... plus a few more.

Two sisters have yet to know about each other. Little do they know that they both live completely different lives; one finds and fills color to this world, cherished and loved by everyone, while another takes away all color from others because love and kindness will never find her. Little do they know that their lives will clash in unexpected places.

Writers can learn html colour codes and fonts to use in your stories.   This is the tag you should use to give a colour to your text:

When Chaewon dances, Hitomi always sees something on her head. When Hitomi eats, Chaewon always sees something on her head. Inspired by You Colored My World Chinese Drama and Your Lie in April Japanese Anime. Theme song: Over The Rainbow

Only if you fall inlove, you could see everthing clearly.  If you haven't fell inlove then you'll just see black, white and gray. 

Chanyeol loves to paint. It's something he adores doing whenever he doesn't have anything to do.  And so one fine summer afternoon, he stared unto his blank canvas, nothing but white hue was seen. Chanyeol was itching on lifting his paintbrush, but he seems to lose a source of inspiration to glide that brush head on the scrawny