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tipuppy:

Looking For Angels a Pandine Collaboration

“…that wish, our wish, it’s yours.”

Kyungsoo is stuck in the hours while Jongin begs the seconds, because time stops for someone who can’t remember and runs from someone who can’t miss the last train home.

-Anterograde Tomorrow 

(Source: metabloism)

midnighttofu:

“My name is Jongin. I’m the writer who lives next door.” - Anterograde Tomorrow

(Source: )

fic to movie (caps) → arbitrage

(Source: chunhees)

Things that must happen in a cliché SNSD fanfic:

desert-land:

  1. Whenever the couple touch the first time, there’s the “spark”.
  2. Whenever the couple see each other for the first time, there’s the “butterflies”.
  3. Most are set in High School scenarios.
  4. The educational system practically doesn’t exists, everyone are geniuses and can magically graduate.
  5. Jessica and Tiffany are transfer students from America.
  6. And they must be BFF and speak english with each other as some short of secret code.
  7. The two also attract the whole human population since the first day for some unknown magical forces.
  8. Taeyeon must be mistaken for a kid/middle schooler.
  9. Late for your first day of school? Don’t worry, you’ll end up bumping with the love of your life.
  10. After that, someone is taken to the school’s infirmary (Tiffany mostly)
  11. Talking about that, Tiffany is so damn clumsy, it makes you wonder how in the world she manages to survive daily life.
  12. Someone is always a musically gifted child who stopped playing due to a tragic past, that tragic past involves the death of a loved one (most of the time it’s Yuri).
  13. Jessica is an ice cold bitch who sleeps in every goddamn class.
  14. And she doesn’t have ANY friends…besides Tiffany.
  15. Sooyoung/Yuri/Taeyeon are always the richest, most popular, most important people, the most desired, etc., and in some cases, they even have a dick.
  16. Also, they been friends since diapers.
  17. Main Pairing were childhood frans (when they first fall in love), separated for the longest time, then meet and fall in love again.
  18. Someone is always heiress of an important businessman in korea or their parents just happen to own like 94.5% of the country.
  19. Hospital scenes anyone? Memory loss did you say?
  20. Let’s not forget about the horror movies. Remember, Jessica and Tiffany are hella scared of them, bring in the fanservice!
  21. Be sure to abuse the word midget to refer to Taeyeon or/and Sunny.
  22. Sooyoung must be eating 24/7 and be called a giant.
  23. Every time one SNSD member thinks the other one it’s cute, they must deny it completely by saying “why did I say that? *insert SNSD member here* it’s not cute, I’m not falling for her”
  24. Hyoyeon barely has any importance to the plot/is never there, all she knows is how to dance.
  25. Seohyun is a pure innocent soul, obsessed with keroro and who can’t be tainted by any mortals hands.
  26. Suddenly “lolheykid she’s your fiancée”!!
  27. Taeng the dork byuntae, watchin’ all dem buttz lol.
  28. Main pairing just happens to be roommates.
  29. Best friends of main pairing are also roommates.
  30. In option B, Best friend is paired up as roommate with protagonist’s love interest.
  31. Main couple always starts with the wrong foot/are enemies/don’t get along, etc.
  32. Everyone is ghey but written as if they’re hetero, as Taeyeon/Yuri/YoonA/Sooyoung will always be the “husbands” and Tiffany/Jessica/Seohyun/Sunny the “wives”. Hyoyeon is either absent or the asexual dancing robot.
  33. If it isn’t set in highschool, then it’s set in a wealthy company where main character is the CEO.
  34. If Yuri isn’t the tall, dark handsome stranger on a motorcycle then she’s the wealthy genius, orphaned at a young age due to some terrible tragic accident.

These are the one that come to my mind right away, feel free to edit OP and add as many things as you can think of, remember that they have to be cliché lol, also take note that most of these are from RF fics, you can add from other pairings too, let’s see how many can we come up with haha.

I didn’t add some because I can agree with them (YoonYul being sisters/twins, Taeyeon being a great singer, random cameos from f(x) courtesy of Krystal, etc etc)

Friends. That’s what she and Beca were. At least that’s what Chloe told herself everyday. It’s what she told herself whenever Beca gave her a new mix. It’s what she told herself when Beca chose to sit next to her instead of Fat Amy during rehearsals. It’s what she told herself when Beca’s casual touches didn’t seem so casual. It’s what she told herself when Beca fell asleep on her shoulder during a movie night. Beca was the friend she saw even after hours of Bellas’ rehearsals. The friend who she saw almost everyday lying in the grass in the quad with her headphones over ears just to get away from her roommate. 

That was where Chloe saw Beca the most. The quad. It became a routine with them. After class, Chloe found her, pulled out her own blanket from her bag, and sat next to Beca. They wouldn’t talk at first but rather do their own thing for a few minutes. Whether it’d be homework or listening to a new mix. They’d sit in comfortable silence until one of them got sick of doing their respective work. Then they’d ease into their easy banter. Friends.

The day Chloe saw Jesse take her seat by Beca was the day friends left a bitter taste in her mouth.

(Source: fyeahbecachloe)

theperfectkey:








take a breathtake it deep“calm yourself”, he says to meif you play, you play for keepstake the gun and count to three







“ready?” 
the knots tighten and the nausea swims inside of him, rising angrily to burn a trail that has him clenching his fists in an effort not to falter. he tries not to show sehun how nervous he is but it is evident in the way his face is pale and his fingers are shaking. he’s not ready, not at all, but he bites down on his lip and nods anyway. 
“you can still back out from this, you know?” 
he shakes his head this time, and sehun can only take a step back to let luhan step forward. together, side by side, they stand on the pedestal to look down at the world beneath their feet. the blocks and motion blurs and noises reach them in a mix of  nostalgia and lu han finds himself reaching out for sehun’s hand. 
“it’s beautiful,” he mutters, exhaling to let warm air mix with the sun’s ray and to release the courage he has been trying his best to gather. the trepidation is still there but with the warmth of sehun’s hand he feels better. 
“it’s always been beautiful.” 
“yes, but it’s always been out of reach, that takes some of its beauty away.” lu han can’t take his gaze off the diverse of colors, the way the sun casts shadows on rooftops and the way the trees seem to be waving and dancing with the breeze. his eyes are locked on the normalcy of the picture and he longs to be a part of it. he wants to be a part of it. 
it’s time for the jump. sehun’s fingers are cold and lu han senses the nervousness the younger boy is feeling. their hearts pound with a synchronized beat and luhan sucks in as much oxygen as he can, letting them fill his lungs and letting his heart calm.
“one.”
sehun shifts forward, almost leaning over the edge, and his eyes are steely with determination as they meet lu han’s.
“two.”
lu han ignores the way his heart is almost thumping against his rib cage. it hurts but he can’t afford to let that daunt him. 
“three.” 
hands tightly entwined, they let themselves tip over the edge, plummeting towards the world beneath. 

theperfectkey:

take a breath
take it deep
“calm yourself”, he says to me
if you play, you play for keeps
take the gun and count to three

“ready?” 

the knots tighten and the nausea swims inside of him, rising angrily to burn a trail that has him clenching his fists in an effort not to falter. he tries not to show sehun how nervous he is but it is evident in the way his face is pale and his fingers are shaking. he’s not ready, not at all, but he bites down on his lip and nods anyway.

“you can still back out from this, you know?”

he shakes his head this time, and sehun can only take a step back to let luhan step forward. together, side by side, they stand on the pedestal to look down at the world beneath their feet. the blocks and motion blurs and noises reach them in a mix of  nostalgia and lu han finds himself reaching out for sehun’s hand. 

“it’s beautiful,” he mutters, exhaling to let warm air mix with the sun’s ray and to release the courage he has been trying his best to gather. the trepidation is still there but with the warmth of sehun’s hand he feels better. 

“it’s always been beautiful.” 

“yes, but it’s always been out of reach, that takes some of its beauty away.” lu han can’t take his gaze off the diverse of colors, the way the sun casts shadows on rooftops and the way the trees seem to be waving and dancing with the breeze. his eyes are locked on the normalcy of the picture and he longs to be a part of it. he wants to be a part of it. 

it’s time for the jump. sehun’s fingers are cold and lu han senses the nervousness the younger boy is feeling. their hearts pound with a synchronized beat and luhan sucks in as much oxygen as he can, letting them fill his lungs and letting his heart calm.

“one.”

sehun shifts forward, almost leaning over the edge, and his eyes are steely with determination as they meet lu han’s.

“two.”

lu han ignores the way his heart is almost thumping against his rib cage. it hurts but he can’t afford to let that daunt him. 

“three.” 

hands tightly entwined, they let themselves tip over the edge, plummeting towards the world beneath. 

“…sometimes, our heart point us in the wrong direction, with no road map back and all we could do is to walk forward and get lost.”

(Source: wonsoka)


her voice cracked when she spoke, “i think i’m broken jessi.”
i sighed and sat down on the floor beside her, fishing a smoke out of my bun and lighting it. i took a drag, “me too, tiff. we’re fragile china and someone shook the fucking box up.” (entry one)
her voice cracked when she spoke, “i think i’m broken jessi.”

i sighed and sat down on the floor beside her, fishing a smoke out of my bun and lighting it. i took a drag, “me too, tiff. we’re fragile china and someone shook the fucking box up.” (entry one)

(Source: spacepack)

immortaeng:

Goodbye – it’s the saddest word in any language…

If you’ve never read Looking For Angels then you will not know the sadness behind each ordinary photo, where each has an extraordinary story :{

scarvesandblazers:

Have you ever read a fic that just gives you feels but then there’s this one line you read that just hits you and you honestly just feel like someone just stomped on your heart and you just start crying because wow that was really painful

(Source: gallifreyssmelody)

AU Meme / Fanfiction: SooSica - “Yes, No, Maybe So”

"Do you love me?"  Sooyoung asked casually, her desperation muffled into a whisper.  It was the same question asked so many times before, and usually Jessica would throw in a no as a joke.  Only now, it was masked with insecurity - the sort that both were afraid to deal with.  The one that demanded the truth.

Jessica’s tongue knotted into silence.  Her head was still comfortably resting on Sooyoung’s slightly shivering shoulder.  

A ‘yes’ was crippled by fear and doubt.  A ‘maybe’ lingered between guilt and anxiety.  But a ‘no’, that was just a pitiful lie.

k009:

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AU Meme / Fanfiction: TaeNy - “Hello, Stranger”
Read here or here.

AU Meme / Fanfiction: TaeNy - “Hello, Stranger”

Read here or here.


who i was from the start- “They had proved they could beat the odds and would continue to do so for a long time coming.”

who i was from the start- “They had proved they could beat the odds and would continue to do so for a long time coming.”

(Source: gracefulparadox)