Death was simple. Death was equal. Death was an inescapable constant, and that kept order in an otherwise chaotic universe. Everyone had their time, and Death always knew when to show up and deliver. It was a simple job, an orderly job, and Death knew how to do it. But sometimes, Fate intervened.

  You are the new girl in school and your name is Mary Sue and your parents are wealthy and have put you in an arranged marriage with Lee Donghae, the son of another wealthy set of people. What do you do when you are in love with someone else and are having trouble at your new school with gang members and stuck up popular girls who are jealous of you? Why can’t they all just leave you alone?    No, this isn't serious. Yes, it will be awesome.

I'm kind of throwing this together just because I have a very specific craving to read futuristic fanfiction and that is very difficult to fulfill! Well guys, I want to hold a contest. A writing contest, specifical

  The year is 2063, and new media and technology has taken over. The world is obsessed with idol worship and celebrity gossip, and life moves too fast to be seen. Whether society has become something tragic or more advanced than ever before, well, that's all based on your perspective.

Like Schroedinger's cat, which is both alive and dead at the same time, within the hyposphere, the idea that something is real and not exists simultaneously. (A collection of oneshots for writing exercises)

Another prompted fic from my friend, this time with the characters of Nichkhun and Chansung and the words "woodchips" and "rain." :D It's really adorable, I'm serious.

Seungri is preparing for a date with TOP and feels he needs to brush up on his kissing skills. My friend wrote this with the prompt of "Seungri, potato, lipstick" ...which is funny because I wasn't even prompting her to write fanfiction. I was just blurting out words for conversation. And she was like "boom. fanfiction." So. This happened.   EDIT: She has just corrected me: It was not a date. This is her explanation: