Some fics that’ve been hella inspiring me
- to laugh: Midnight in a Perfect World by mawluh (bhebie9). I get the feeling it’ll make me cry later on, but its first chapter is light and funny. We meet TOP and Bom on their wedding night before flashing back to their teenage selves. In short, the fic’s a marriage between a romcom (with gangster undertones) & mystery (insert a dark and broody Park Shihoo). Okay so it may or may not be ~mysterious~ but it’s definitely got an interesting mix of characters to get overly attached to. Not that I’m complaining! hurr hurr hurr P.S. It’s been a while since I’ve read anything from mawluh & I’m realizing now how much I’ve missed her use of twists and turns in her stories… They always have a way of making me feel for her characters’ plights… so I guess I shouldn’t be listing this under a comedy/something that’ll inspire laughter… *bipolar reader* What have you done to me, mawluh?! (On an unrelated note, does anyone remember the song & fic titled L.O.V.E. What Are You Doing To Me? Man that fic frustrated me out so much but I loved it…)
- to go LKJFA;SDFJA: I guess you can take that as you’d wish (a bit crazed, a bit incoherent) — I’m sure you’ll be feeling the same way after reading Hide and Seek by angelfightrJ. I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned this fic before but Jane recently reposted it on Dreamer’s Den and rereading the prologue’s made me feel even more intrigued by the premise. 10 months. Our lead (Hyosun) dies after 10 months of ??? We are led to believe it has a lot to do with love, sacrifice, possible gang-relations. But will we ever find out?!! LKJFA;SDFJA!!
- to not wear underwear: LOL just kidding. You will get why I tagged this rec with that label after reading the prologue of Breaking Sky by algebra > geometry (soldieron/kna)… but I should say — as snarky and funny as this fic is, it’s got just as dark and interesting of a plot. We are introduced to two teams of soul consumers, strikers, and benders pitted against one another. They’re a motley mix of characters with egos and
livessouls on the line, namely Jay Chou, Jin Bora, Utada Hikaru, Park Bom, and many more (*cough* a certain Professor Stick Up His Butt). I’m interested in seeing everything culminate, but am equally interested in finding out more about how each character discovered his/her gift and adjusted into their newfound world of soul-fighting (soul-stealing/soul-bending may be a more fitting way to term it).
- P.S. While we’re on the topic of kna, I definitely recommend another fic of hers called CAIRO. It’s super hard to write about CAIRO because it’s the kind of story that has a world within a world within a world. On the surface, it’s a gang fic, but there are many more layers of character study, plot development, etc. beneath that… *must insert a quote from it to emphasize said point –>
“Lee Seungri. Impressive agent, unstoppable when paired with Lee Taemin. One hundred percent success rate. One of Hyori’s favorites.”
Jonghyun stared at the paper.
“That’s the actual mission report from the warehouse where he died. Hyori asked me to keep it confidential.”
And Jonghyun slowly felt his insides twist. He’d suspected it, but didn’t want it to be confirmed in such an emotionless way.
“On the morning of January 5th, 2006, Lee Seungri tipped off another man’s organization of a meeting that he and Lee Taemin were going to infiltrate and damage.”
Jonghyun saw words and didn’t digest them. He turned his attention to her voice.
“On the night of January 8th, 2006, Lee Seungri and Lee Taemin both broke into the warehouse that the meeting was supposed to take place. They were completely surrounded. Lee Seungri drew his gun and pointed it at…
**All other quotes from the fics will follow under the cut for anyone interested ^^v
Bom was hitting Seungri when she realized that the stranger, with a sour look on his face, has his eyes fixed on her. His thick and long eyelashes somehow helped intensified his glare. This made Bom unconsciously hug the mic against her chest. For about a good 30 seconds, other than the sound of the instrumental of “Hero,” the whole room was quiet. Everyone had their eyes on the strange boy standing in front of Bom, examining her. She just merely stared back.
“Is it you? Park Bom?” The strange boy asked.
“Yes.” She barely even answered. Even his deep voice made her nervous.
He just nodded, looked her up and down, and then turned around and left.
Ten months later, Hyosun wondered if she had made the right decision as she faced down the barrel of a gun. The wind was strong that night and the sea was cold, lapping away warmth from her body as she kneeled on hardened sand. Balmy August had been left behind on the twinkling boardwalk.
The waves continued to crash into her and she shifted uncomfortably, trying to regain sensation in her numb legs. Her right side split open with a burst of pain as she did so, and she pressed down on the deep cut gingerly, blood slick and warm on her fingers. Vertigo threatened to pull her into the ocean and for one moment, she was tempted to give in so the world would stop spinning.
“You didn’t think I was serious, did you?”
Hyosun’s eyes snapped upwards.
“No, I suppose you didn’t.” A shadow of amusement flickered behind deadened eyes. “And yet you came with the intention to die. How curious.”
“You’re going to visit her?”
“If she’s dying,” Teddy said.
“You have only half a soul,” Hikaru said.
“Then call me a phantom or some shit,” Teddy responded. “I won’t be back tonight.”
The door closed. Hikaru took in a deep breath before she ran a hand through her short hair. “I guess I won’t be back either,” she muttered.
“Where are you going?” Jay asked, curiosity getting the better of him. Normally he wouldn’t have bothered asking. Hikaru threw him a wry glance as she shrugged on her coat.
“To make sure he doesn’t pull anything stupid. Make yourself at home.” She paused. “Or don’t, actually.”
She was a whirr of lights. Jay was tempted to open his mouth, but he fought against desire as she disappeared. The taste of her soul in the air lingered, wrapping around his senses, teasing him until he finally stood up.