over the mountains of the moon, down the valley of shadow

Title: Timeless (the way we love)
Pairing: hanchul (and others)
Genre: sujuclone!au
Rating: PG-13
Summary: When Han Geng comes back to Korea he does it because he knows it's what he wants.
Note: I feel like my writing is off lately and also I want to start another hanchul chaptered fic so...I am basically posting this to get it out of the way and because I want to get to chapter 2 already.

( Heechul says nothing. They both say nothing as they sit there in the café, neither looking at the other and both of their hearts breaking. Han Geng’s for all the wrong reasons. Heechul’s for all the right ones. )

Title: How to understand
Pairing: qmi, kyuwon
Genre: angst
Rating: R
Summary: Choi Siwon, perfect, gentleman Choi Siwon can’t fall. So, Kyuhyun has to be there. But he demands that Zhou Mi be there too.

( It isn’t fair. But then, when has anything ever been fair? )

Title: The Five Times Heechul cockblocked and the one time he didn’t
Pairing: shihan with ninja!qmi, also Heechul, Sungmin and Kyu
Genre: fluff, romance, light smut, etc etc just me being sappy and sobbing over my babies
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The title says it all.
Note: because the idea of Heechul cockblocking shihan just seemed perfect to me.

( I love you. It’s everywhere. I love you. It’s them. )

Title: One big fucked up family (or the one where Kyuhyun goes all psycho)
Pairing: Main: KyuMin, ShiChulMi, YeHan, also many, many other pairings.
Genre: thriller, smut, au
Rating: R (for smut and serious shit)
Summary: Kyuhyun did this because he wanted to. He did it because he had to do. He needed it like everyone else needed to breathe.
Warning: I usually don't bitch about this, but this requires it. Blood, mentions of character death, mentions of pleasure associated with killing, non descriptive character death, drug use, serious shit stuff.
Note: DO NOT READ WITHOUT READING THE WARNINGS. I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR CRAP ABOUT THIS AT THE END. THE WARNINGS ARE THERE FOR A REASON

( They wanted the smoke that was making everything fuzzy. They wanted the rush, the absolute liberation, the freedom. They wanted that release, the kind that made your heart rate increase, made your hands sweaty, the kind that made your body shake, claw at anything as you reached that ultimate high, that place where it was like nothing else. )