Authored (77 fanfics)
Deadline (tentative): july 1, 2019
Song Seunghyun thought he had a normal life. Until, that is, a small red fox bursts into his life, dragging him by the hand into a mysterious world of tears -- Namida, the Land of Shadows. "There was something about Hongki that drew me to him. Maybe it was fate, maybe just infatuation, but regardless, I knew I neede
hongki was everything seunghyun could have ever asked for. and strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you.
gahyeon playing pranks on her unnies
there's a reason why seunghyun is the only one who can make hongki laugh.
the way seunghyun looks at his hyung is more than words can describe
Fifty years ago, a boy detailed his every day in a brand new journal with a sharp pencil. Fifty years later, Lee Hongki finds the journal, yellowed and falling apart. He hates the countryside, hates moving to the middle of nowhere after having lived in Seoul for all of his life, but the boy's journal provides an escape for him. Hongki doesn't even know the boy's name, but throughout the summer, he gradually falls in love
hongki's just tired.
All you need is one milk tea to drink and five pairs of ears to hear you out. "One wintermelon milktea, please." "Oh, a bad day?" "Definitely. You should turn this place into a consultation center instead of a milktea shop." "I ... didn't study how to make milktea only to become a consultant."
In an underground society of darkness, Andy seeks his dazzling starlight.
It's all wrong, so wrong, everying about it. How did they come to this? - AU where IQ points are transferred by murder
Sungjong reflects on his boyfriend, Shin Jineul.
jongin is absolutely, positively in love with wolfgang amadeus mozart. he just wishes he could travel back in time to meet him...
Sunho is head over heels in love with Pilkyo, with his laugh and his touch and his warmth. Sunho wants time to stop in the summer between junior and senior year. He wants to spend every last second of his dying breath with Pilkyo. But then it's over.
Nineteen eighty three, the year that our leader was born, and nine days later, our diva. Park Jungsoo and Kim Heechul, they will lead Super Junior to infinity.
He doesn’t remember when he fell in love with his Hyesungie-hyung. It must have happened onstage, as he watched him sing his heart out, like he was born to be on that stage. It could have been during practice, as he helped press down on his waist with just the right amount of pressure. Or, maybe it happened long ago, way back when they still lived together, when they saw each other every single day.
Invictus Latin adjective, "unconquered, unsubdued, invincible" from in- "not, opposite of"; victus- past participle of vincere, "to conquer, overcome"
If Yunho is the sun, golden and spirited, then Changmin is the moon, silver and solemn.
He can’t remember. He can’t remember who he is, what he did, where he’s been, but he does remember– him. That voice. “Are you ignoring me again, Lee Sunho?” “Hey, Sunho, you should’ve known better.”
When Baekhyun moves to Cheongsu to be closer to his ailing grandmother, the last thing he expects to find is the beautiful orange cottage nestled deep within the mountains.