Thursday,
January 10th, 2013 —
January 10th, 2013 —
Angel A$$: A Fic
This was inspired by the beautiful Sahar who will probably murder me if I don’t continue this but I’m willing to take that risk mothafucka
This was inspired by the beautiful Sahar who will probably murder me if I don’t continue this but I’m willing to take that risk mothafucka
Angsty SeKai 4 u
Kai presses his face against the blank sheets willing the memories absorbed in them to surface and somehow magically bring Sehun back to his bed and his arms. The knock on the door shook Kai like someone was physically touching him. It was soft at first and upon no answer became more insistent. A muffled voice filtered through the wood.
“Kai? You need to eat.”
Kai doesn’t answer. He presses his face further into the sheets, trying to ignore the persistent knocking in his ribs that matched the one on the door.
“He’s not coming back you know,” comes the voice again with a hint of irritation. “You need to move on.”
Kai rolls over, wrapping the sheets around his face and inhaling deeply like that minuscule scent of the past is a drug. He closes his eyes, taking deep breaths so that the sheet comes into his mouth before he exhales and blows it out again. It’s like some kind of mantra but Kai doesn’t sleep. He hardly ever sleeps anymore.
“Look,” the voice has more than a hint of irritation now. “I know you’re sad, and I know it sucks…but you can’t just give up. You can’t give up just because he—”
“Go away.” It comes out more as a growl than anything.
A deep sigh from the door. “No. You need to eat.”
“Please?” the growl has taken on a pleading tone. Kai can feel something burning in the pit of his stomach and he bites down hard on his tongue releasing a metallic tasting liquid.
“No.” There’s the sound of jingling at the handle of the closed door, a soft curse and then the tell-tale click of the latch opening.
The blanket cocoon Kai had so carefully woven around himself is yanked from him, the sting of air not containing a faint scent of Sehun smacks him in the face so forcefully that he can’t help himself as he rises from the bed, lashing out with limbs and feet and grabbing whatever is nearest to him before throwing it at the person who entered.
“Get out!” Kai screams, reaching for the empty glass on the night stand and tossing it across the room without any hint of a target. It hit the wall and shattered spreading tiny glass shards all over the floor. “Get out! Get out get out get out!”
Hands grab his flailing wrists, their warmth catching him off guard. He realizes he hasn’t opened his eyes.
When he does he’s staring down into two large frightened eyes. “Kai…”
Kai sinks to the floor, ignoring the pieces of shattered glass that cut into his bare skin, welcoming the pinpricks of pain that etch his body. The warm hands release his lips and wipe the blood off his lip. Kai swallows the remaining blood from his tongue, relishing the sharp taste.
“You have to move on,” Luhan whispers, making his way around the room and sweeping up the bits of glass with his sock. “He wouldn’t want you—“
“How would you know?”
“What?”
Kai takes a deep shuddering breath. “How would you know what he wants?”
“I didn’t mean—“
“Go away.”
“You can’t keep doing this.”
Something like a hole opens inside Kai’s stomach, sucking the air out of him, sucking the feeling straight out of the room and suddenly he’s sliding across the floor, making his way to the sheet that Luhan pulled off him, ignoring the slices in his skin and the splatters of red on the floor. He reaches the sheet, his fingers wrapping tightly around the white fabric before he buries his face in it, inhaling the scent.
When he opens his eyes again, Luhan is gone and so is the glass and other broken items. The sheet is splattered with dots of his blood and Kai stares at the spots until his vision dances in front of him bringing Sehun’s face into focus. He smiles at Kai.
Kai smiles back.
And then the image fades back into a white sheet with a fading scent and fresh blood.
For reference this is the original.
“b-but hyung,” kai whispered as the presidential candidate caressed his face, “what would the other mormons say?” romney placed a finger over the young boy’s lips “shhhhh. when i’m president….we can do anything. we can even do it on the constitution.” kai blushed and looked down. “hyung…” “shhhh,” romney interrupted, “call me…..oppa.” “what would obama sunbae say?” kai questioned. “he would say change…is something you can believe in. believe in me dongsaeng,” romney said. romney brought his face close to kai’s and licked his lips. “baby…i want your electoral vote,” he whispered seductively. “no….you want my erectoral vote,” kai said before kissing romney with passion in his eyes. “yes,” romney moaned, “yes your rectal vote i want it!” kai groaned in ecstasy. then romney and kai made the buttsecks and lived happily ever after THE END
Summary: Lay and Luhan decide to teach Kai Chinese…with the help of a game.
Rating: NC-17
A/N: I blame Jewel for this prompt, I really do. Also, I am an American so I actually know like three things in Chinese and I apologize RIGHT NOW for butchering the Chinese language pls blame wikipedia/googletranslate/Amurika thx.
Title: Red Summer
Pairing: Lay/Luhan
Rating: PG-13
Genre: AU
Summary: Yixing and Luhan try to survive in a post-apocalyptic Earth.
A/N: Hi, I suck at summaries and stuff and Sonali told me to write so yup.
Considering continuing with this if only for my own sadistic pleasure + Nicole enjoys this kind of thing. We shall see.
Crackfic inspired by EXO’s trip to Disneyland.
I have no life.
Enjoy.
Possible fic? Based off of Infinite’s The Chaser mv. I’m not sure I’m going to finish or not but take a look anyway? Lmao.
For Nicole
Because she’s the only one who likes demon!myungsoo as much as me.
Based off a discussion me and Mon were having earlier today.
In Which Jonghyun Is Trapped In A Closet And The Rest Of SHINee Eats
