”Green? You can’t be serious,” Kibum exclaimed, looking at Jinki like he had lost his marbles. “What? I like green,” Jinki argued with a slight pout, his finger the colour of his choice on the colour card in front of them. “I know you do, but do you really want our living room to look like a tennis ball?” Kibum asked incredulously. 

A soft smile lifted the corners of Minho’s mouth and he gently ran his thumb over Jinki’s clothed waist. “You don’t have to let me go, hyung. You’re an idiot if you think I won’t use every chance I get to talk to you and see you,” he said, leaning in to kiss Jinki’s temple. “And I know you aren’t an idiot.”

”Baekhyun,” Minseok said, looking up from his book when Baekhyun shuffled from the office to the bedroom with his arms full of pillows and blankets for the third time. The hybrid froze, turning his head to look at the human with wide eyes. “What are you doing?”

Yoongi was well aware that to some people, his hobby might be a little weird.   (He was also well aware that to most people, his hobby was a lot weird. And that possibly, perhaps, just maybe, his hobby was more an obsession...)   Reading fanfiction in and of itself is not that uncommon these days. After all, the internet makes it very easy to find all the fanfiction your heart could crave, almost regardless of what kind of fanfiction you are into. The we

Joonmyeon just wants to make his new souls feel welcome. Yifan and Kyungsoo don’t agree with his methods. Joonmyeon ignores them and bakes more cookies to feed the depraved souls under his jurisdiction, all the while nursing a fascination for a new soul who refuses to talk.

"And lastly, the tiger hybrid who killed a caretaker and maimed several others yesterday has still not been caught. There have been a number of reported sightings and the police have been checking up on all of them with no luck. The hybrid has dark brown hair and was wearing a mint green pyjamas when he escaped. If you have any information or believe you have seen the hybrid, please don’t hesitate to contact the police." Kyungsoo frowned at the last announcement, wondering how hard it could b

Jongin wakes up to find that his soulmate tattoo has appeared on his arm overnight. He wants it gone and makes plans to get it removed. Those plans do not include falling for the ridiculously hot doctor in charge of the removal, but even the best of plans can be changed when you stumble over something too good to let go.

Jongin barely made it inside the door before two hands met his chest and pushed him so hard he almost lost his balance and stumbled right out the door again. “You told me there was nothing going on between you two!” Kyungsoo yelled, face spotted with red splotche

At the moment I seem to be unable to sit down and write long stories, despite having so many ideas. Drabbles are easier, though. Since I didn't want to mix EXO drabbles with my Super Junior drabbles this story was made for my EXO drabbles.    I hope you enjoy reading. I love comments.

Currently editing this story to fix mistakes and make it flow better. As of 07.07.2020 the first 25 chapters have been edited.    Can a broken family be mended again? Can the broken trust of innocent children be restored again? Can a stranger turn the e

All the fluffy little pieces that didn't fit into the main story.

How do you move on in your life when you are utterly broken hearted?

The trumpets rang through the woods, announcing the betrothal of the prince to the entire kingdom. Despite having run through the woods for over an hour, Ryeowook heard them loud and clear. He clenched his fists and sped up, dodging a low hanging branch that was in his way. The trees were beginning to thin out and large boulders shot up from the forest ground, signalling that he was near the border of the kingdom. The land was relatively small and the border to the East was made of a huge cha

“I’m going to pick Zhoumi up now! See you later,” Siwon yelled through the dorm. Grunts of ‘okay’s and ‘see you’s were heard from the different rooms before he closed the door behind him and hurried down to his car, excitement making him as giddy as a schoolboy receiving his first kiss.   “It’s going to be a crappy Christmas,” Kangin grumped from where he was seated at the table in the kitchen, watching Ryeowook and Sungmin putter around. He was munching on one of the cookies

Kyuhyun was having a bad day. He had had a long shift and it seemed like all the rude and grumpy customers had been sent to him today. When he finally got off work he went outside only to discover that the rain was pouring down and he had forgotten his umbrella.

Sungmin entered the door to the small apartment and was greeted immediately with the sounds of sobbing and retching. Without an extra thought he quickly threw his bag on the floor, followed by his discarded jacket and his shoes before he all but ran to the bathroom down the hall. Ryeowook was crumbled on the floor, head over the toilet bowl as he sobbed violently in between the dry-heaving he seemed to have absolutely no control over. 

  “They made my dosis higher,” Ryeowook informed with a voice that rung of emptiness. Sungmin could see the self loathing clearly in the empty eyes of his friend. 

If it had been summer, the windows would have been open and the curtains would have flowed softly in the warm breeze.

  “Minnie-ah-“   “Don’t, Kyu, just... don’t,” Sungmin sighed heavily, desperately fighting to keep his face straight and his voice from wavering, despite the fact that this was probably the hardest thing he had ever had to do and thus felt more like curling up into a ball and sob his heart out.   “I love you,” Kyuhyun begged, his hold on the smaller man’s wrist tightening. He didn’t want to let go, not now, not ever. 

“Yeobo, what’s the matter? Where are you?” Jungsoo called out as he entered the house, having rushed home when he received a message from a very cold and distant sounding Youngwoon, telling him to come home as soon as he could.   “In here,” his boyfriend’s voice sounded from the living room. He hurried in the direction of the living room to find Youngwoon sitting in the sofa with a tiny baby wrapped safely in a blanket in his arms and a baby stroller beside the sofa. Youngwoon

There are 105 possible pairings in Super Junior and I am planning to write a story for all of them....

One of your Super Juniorbot units is starting to act weird and you can no longer find your manual. Fear not; here is the online collection of all 15 manuals to all the Super Juniorbot units! Just find the manual relevant for your unit and read all about the special modes, their interaction with the other Super Juniorbot units and the individual warnings for each unit.   

  ”How do I look?” Heechul asked for the tenth time that morning while frantically trying to fix his already fixed hair. Zhoumi stood behind him and couldn’t help but chuckle at the diva’s slight panic.   “You look beautiful, hyung,” the Chinaman said and put his arms around Heechul’s waist to calm the older down. “Geng-gege will surely cry when he sees you,” he continued while resting his head on the older’s shoulder. Heechul let out a sigh.   “Would y

  Ryeowook groggily scrambled out of bed, the loud, insisting knocking on his front door having ripped him out of his dreams. He looked at the clock on his nightstand and saw that it was just past one in the morning. He quickly slung a blanket over his shoulders, shivering as he made his way through the darkness to the door. He peeked through the peephole in the door and frowned deeply before opening the door.   “Jongwoon, what are you-“   “Is this why

This is a collection of well-known fairytales rewritten to fit Super Junior. In most of the drabbles/oneshots Heechul poses as the princess/heroin (as much as Heechul can be a heroin....) while Siwon is the prince/hero. All Super Junior members will have cameos. I hope you will enjoy these nice little stories and if you have any requests or critique or other things please send me a message or comment on the story.