Suddenly I'm out for blood, literally.

I just finished my first OC fanfic titled Fanboy. I'm currently editing a one-shot OTP of 2min which is called Night Time ( it's giving me a hell of a head ache since I'm trying to add smut into it. It's freaking hard! but for the love of 2min I shall try till I experience that required feeling(wink-wink *_* ). I just made an uncooked draft of another OC fanfic. It is titled Heart Problems where you can be Lee Shinye. 

  Excitement has suddenly tingled my spine. I know that I'm new to this and my works are synonymous to a stain in a wedding gown  but I just feel this internal fulfillment (if you know what I mean). I think real happiness is innate and it doesn't need to be show cased. After all, you can fake being happy for others , but not to yourself. If you can, well..... good for you.

Heart Problems : OC Multishot

 

Links to : (by yours truly)

Fanboy

Night Time

Heart Problems

Prevention 

I couldnt stop reading these fan fics like seriously when did everyone seemed to have develop their mad writing skills. I am turning to a green monster once again but this time it's challenge to definitely win. It's beginning to be an unhealthy habit. But who cares!

Here are my top favorites:

Strawberry Jam 

Nalgae

Trouble

Follow the Leader

Fact or Fiction

  

Fanboy

I just finished  my first (hopefully not last )  chaptered OC fanfic on AFF. 

Here's the link : Fanboy 

Chopstick, Ddeokbokki and Fangirlgasm

I haven’t gotten over my SHINee fetish yet so here I am trying a Korean dish to experience a fragment of their world-renowned

existence.

I didn’t have a clue on what to order so I asked for suggestions and a plate of spicy hot ddeokbokki was served before us. I should have undertaken this journey solo but I figured that sitting alone in a foreign restaurant didn’t seem half as fun as I presume it would be so I dragged someone along. And I’m glad that I did.

Tteokbokki, also known as ddeokbokki, topokki or dukboki, is a popular Korean snack food which is commonly purchased from street vendors or pojangmacha. Originally it was called tteok jjim (떡찜), and was a braised dish of sliced rice cake, meat, eggs, and seasoning.

It’s too spicy for my own good but I’ve grown to like things that I hate. I’m not sure what the side dish is called but I think it’s Kimchi. What is up with Korean cuisine? They pile you with hot foods until you can no longer stand them.

That place also had I wall where you can write thoughts on your bias K-Pop groups and I knew I just had to pour my fan girl feelings out.

Sorry for my shallowness, it happens sometimes. Gotta unleash this monster before it starts to eat its own body.

Stranger's Flavor

Stranger’s Flavor

A person with a young heart yearns to discover way beyond his world. As he grows old, he becomes weary and settles for peace.
It all started with a bum. Breathing the same air as them seemed like a depressant to me. It is, by the way but acceptance is a mantra to try.
The hardest part of crying is trying to hold it all in. Putting on a brave face and faking a pathetic smile. Focusing on your external environment to avoid this internal breakdown from leaking out in the open.
Keeping your eyes and ears open were supposed to let the world expose it self to you but ironically according to John Green, it’s the other way around.
Words need to flow continuously, repetition is inevitable but if  you give damn it shouldn’t be that hard.
It’s that flower boy next door. He taught her  that if you don’t know the world, you can’t write a fairytale.
Your eyes are like black holes that keep drawing me in.