Fan-Fiction: Crybaby
Tae struggles to breathe. The air from his lungs rushes out as if escaping him. A pool of red grows larger and larger under him, and he feels it through his skin.
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Vi. 28. "She/Her". ENTP. Ace, but relationships are great~
Living in the southern hemisphere and preaching to the masses about the importance of fire-safety.
One-time bass player for the all-girl uni band. K-pop (mainly SHINee). Anime (mainly Kon Satoshi).
Dating an INTJ is 36% trollolol, 21% exchange of stuffed toys, 14% romance novels, 23% engineer talk, and 6% dance-offs.
You did well. You worked hard.
Fan Fiction: Hard To Love
He means nothing and feels nothing. When they throw him in lockup overnight, the tears that he quietly sheds are weightless in their definition.
Fan-Fiction : (Hindi Film) Three Idiots
They all crashed into each other, first with a little too much aggression deemed appropriate for a reunion, and then with all the happiness of breaking a long separation.
Fan-Fiction : Tourist
The first time they met, Min had been beating a man up with the heeled end of her stiletto.
Fan Fiction : Radioactive
There was a time when she walked upright. A time when she ran through the wind, danced on the dirt. Her feet drew planets and universes on the dry soil. Her legs spun gold and silver in their gait.
Fan Fiction : Hana
The wall opposite was built entirely with old glass bottles strung together, which was what dragged him here in the first place.
Fan Fiction : Lips
They stood in awkward silence for some long minutes after that. Feet shuffled, coat pockets jingled, gazes dropped, overhead speakers let out the latest pop songs.
