kpop five acts; round two.

[augmenti]

kacts is a kink fill where you make a post in your own journal and fill in your list of kinks and kind people will write you fic and you write other people fic if you are so inspired. sign ups for round two are here, as well as more information.
→ check out round 1 lists here.

☀my list☀
❶ Coming out; confessing, unrequited love, slice of life, etc.

❷ Genderbending and body switching; or anything that involves ending up as something other than the norm, basically supernatural stuff. sobs

❸ Superpowers; power awakening, power responsibility, learning how to cope, mutations, etc.

❹ Dystopias; apocalyptic or post-apocalyptic worlds, alien invasions, pandemics, computers take over, settings in Hell, or earth becomes Hell.

❺ Magical themes; love spells, magical characters or creatures, magical lands or settings, predictions, curses, possession, fairytales, magical girls, harry potter au, lotr au

_{+ lol my prompts are so vanilla, but i don't mind if anything ends up sexual either dw ;;♥}


☀fandoms☀

f.t island; _{hongki/jonghun, seunghyun/minhwan, minhwan/wonbin, hongki/seunghyun, seunghyun/jonghun, jaejin/seunghyun/minhwan, ot5/6, gen.}
snsd; _{taeyeon/seohyun, hyoyeon/ yuri, jessica/tiffany, hyoyeon/jessica, tiffany/sunny, yuri/yoona, ot9, any pairing in the world, ever.}
f(x); _{amber/krystal, amber/luna, sulli/krystal, victoria/amber, ot5.}
2pm; _{chansung/nichkhun, chansung/wooyoung, chansung/junho, wooyoung/nichkhun, junsu/junho, taecyeon/jay, taecyeon/wooyoung, ot6/7.}
shinee; _{jonghyun/key, onew/taemin, taemin/key, minho/key, onew/key, jonghyun/minho.}
ss501; _{hyunjoong/kyujong, hyungjoon/jungmin, kyujong/jungmin, jungmin/kyujong/hyunjoong, youngsaeng/kyujong.}
t-ara; _{(soyeon/eunjung, hyomin/soyeon, boram/jiyeon, qri/hwayoung}
u-kiss; _{soohyun/kiseop, kibum/kevin, alexander/kevin, eli/any.}
misc./others; superjunior (kibum/donghae, heechul/hankyung, zhou mi/kyuhyun, anything else basically), after school (raina/nana, uee/bekah), secret (hyosung/zinger, any) miss a (ot4, suzy/fei, jia/fei, min/suzy), beast (doojoon/dongwoon, dongwoon-fic, doojoon/yoseob), cnblue (jonghyun/yonghwa), dbsk (yunho/jaejoong)

soloists/crossovers; g.na/ anyone in cube, iu/jiyeon, iu/jiyeon/luna, suzy/jiyeon, hyukjae/hyoyeon, donghae/jessica, yoona/taecyeon, chansung/jinwoon, seohyun/yonghwa, nichkhun/victoria, doojoon/one day, soyeon/snsd, g.na/hyosung, yubin/uee, yubin/younha, younha/anyone, jaejin/key, ‘91-line (jaejin/key/mir/jinwoon/dongwoon +tagalong seunghyun).
☀my fills☀
the robot girl - 93-line (jiyeon/iu)
tracing lines - ss501 (hyunjoong/kyujong)

Comments

[fictionroux.livejournal.com]

I can fill one for you. You'd have to wait since I still have other's to fill, but I'd eventually will write it. You just need to be patient.

jaejin/key - coming out. sort of.

[firequakes.livejournal.com]

Kibum is a very straightforward person. He doesn’t beat around the bushes; when he likes something he likes something and when he doesn’t, you’ll know.

So when he says to Jaejin, “This is nothing. I just want to try things out. Think of it as an experiment, if you want,” Jaejin wants to believe him. But for the first time since they’ve become friends, Jaejin can’t.

He doesn’t know how to answer Kibum either. He wants to say no, and it’s not like he’s ever had problems refusing Kibum anything before— but for some reason, this time, the word gets stuck in his throat. He can’t say yes either, can’t say “sure let’s do it,” because the sensible part of his brain is whispering to him that it’s wrong.

When Kibum kisses him, it’s a little tentative, like he is experimenting, testing, trying to learn and figure out something. Jaejin grips Kibum’s arm and follows suit— he figures he might as well see this through properly.



Kibum introduces Jaejin to Dongwoon, who is mostly quiet, but seems to be carrying a brand of mischief or two up his sleeve, and to Chulyong, who is mostly loud and brash, but shows moments of incredible insight.

Both of them have habits of casually touching Kibum whenever they can. Kibum revels in the attention, and Jaejin notices that he softens up, little by little, but more and more every time he’s around them.

He likes them, but Jaejin can tell. Kibum has marked these other boys during his absence. And he isn’t sure what he feels about this matter.



“I love you,” Kibum says, in such a simple and matter-of-fact manner that it makes Jaejin smile despite himself.

Kibum glares at him when he doesn’t say anything back immediately, and he looks so insecure and yet also spiteful at the same time that Jaejin cracks up.

“You’ve been my friend the longest in this industry, outside the company, and that means a lot,” Kibum continues anyway. “I love you,” he repeats.

“Well, what does that mean?” Jaejin asks.

Kibum shrugs. “Something, I guess. I just felt like I needed to say it.”

“And the others?” Jaejin asks.

“I just told you that you’re my oldest friend in this business,” Kibum deadpanned. “And I just said that that meant a fucking lot. This is something.”

Something, not nothing, like Kibum had insisted before. Jaejin swallows, because there’s that sensible part of his brain, stressing that this isn’t right, he’s into girls, he’s into kissing girls, not kissing Kibum, of all people, who is one of his best friends, one of his oldest friends in this business as well, and who is a boy. Like he is.

“The world isn’t black and white, Jaejin,” Kibum says, his tone somewhat annoyed, like he can sense Jaejin’s inner struggle.

It makes Jaejin smile; Kibum’s impatience is always a source of amusement.

“I don’t know if I’m ready for it to mean something for me,” he admits in the end.

He sees Kibum’s fists curl up into balls, and then he watches as they slowly relax. Kibum takes a deep breath.

“I still kind of want to kiss you,” Kibum says, and it’s devoid of all the sharpness there usually is when Kibum speaks. “Can I?”

Jaejin doesn’t say anything, but he knows Kibum— beneath the complex exterior, Kibum is pretty simple. He’s the type who always always goes for what he wants.

Jaejin isn’t surprised when Kibum kisses him. He simply shuts out his brain, and grips Kibum’s arms, like he’s always done before.

The world isn’t black and white, Jaejin.





lol so. idk what point i was trying to get across here, i'll try filling sth else when i have time :(

jessica/yuri, coming out (unrequited love)

[afxtown.livejournal.com]

it said any snsd pairing was ok, so i hope this is fine ^^;;

“I think someday we won't be together.”

It is night. They are nowhere, lying side by side with laced fingers and free flowing hair.

“That's ok, I can wait. I'll take a nice long nap, out by the sea.”

“Wait for that day?”

“Wait for you to come back.” Sica smiles. “You always do.”

“Because you want to be with me?”

“Of course I want to be with you.”

Sica doesn't meet her eyes. Yuri sighs.

“Do you always want to be with me?”

“There's no one else I'd rather choose.”

“I love you.”

Hesitation.

“I just can't say the same.”

There are no stars in Yuri's world. Only the blanket she cannot escape, the spotlight that she cannot reach, the girl that cannot dream.

“You've said it before.” Sica finally brushes her bangs out of her face.

“I thought maybe this time.”

“I-” A sharp inhale, and exhale. “I'm sorry.”

They do not move in the night. It will always be the same, together, intertwined like delicate vines seconds away from snapping. A hitch of a breath and the shadow of a sob, but she's learned by now to at least try to act the part.

secrets and lies, jongho, part 1

[ebriosity.livejournal.com]

i think i was trying for 1 and 2, but it came out more 1 and 5. written in one sitting and barely reread. i hope it's alright.

Minho knows he should go straight home. He knows that at 3 a.m. all kinds of creeps are out, and it's best to take either the most direct or the most well-lit route. He's sure this is right and sensible and is just a little bit annoyed when he finds his feet turning almost against his will around a corner to investigate that brightly lit shop.

The door is short, short enough that he'd probably need to duck to go inside, though only a little. The windows are wide open. Warm, golden light spills into the street. The air smells strongly of the forest, like a fierce spring rain. He closes his eyes for a moment and opens them to find a small woman staring up at him. She is old, and more wrinkled than he has ever seen, but her gaze is fierce. Minho is ill at ease in her presence.

"Secrets," she says. "Always full of secrets."

That breaks the spell for Minho. It's just too absurd. He laughs, a sharp, barking laugh that escapes him before he can think that it'd be terribly rude to laugh in this woman's face. "Sorry, grandmother. Sorry."

"Secrets are almost as good as lies. They change, warp. Just look in the mirror. You'll see."

Minho opens his mouth to say something, but a honking horn and screeching tires draw his attention. When he turns back, the woman is gone, and the shop is shut up tight.

Minho shakes his head and turns for home.




"Minho, get up already. You're going to be late for class."

Minho pokes his head out. "We don't have class today. The professor was going to be late getting back from his holidays, remember?"

Jonghyun gapes at him. Minho sighs. This kid, he thinks. Never remembers anything.

"You - you're."

Minho frowns. "What? Can I go back to sleep now?"

"Minho, you're green. Even your eyes." Jonghyun sounds absolutely horrified.

"What do you mean, green?"

Jonghyun just gestures, which isn't all that helpful. Minho pushes back the covers, starting violently when he realizes his legs are green. He pinches the skin above his knee. It turns white under the pressure, then fades back to green. His hands, he hasn't failed to notice, are green as well. Minho scrambles out of bed and runs into their bathroom.

"Green," Minho says, staring at his reflection.

"You look like a wood nymph," Jonghyun comments. "Or that kid from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Only green."

Minho says nothing, but turns on the water as hot as he can stand it, and immediately gets into the shower. No amount of scrubbing changes the color of his skin.

U-KISS; Kibum/Kevin; magical themes

[y0naki-x3.livejournal.com]

Stop (in the Name of Love)

Kibum should have known something was wrong with the universe when he had woken up to find a talking hamster with angel wings on his chest. His first instinct told him to squash the rodent, but on second thought, he just rolled over and went back to sleep, half-assuming that this strange manifestation was just a bizarre dream caused by Alexander demanding that he watch a marathon of Hamtaro and Sailor Moon the night before. Eli supplying a myriad of cavity-inducing sweets like cotton candy and licorice probably didn’t help the matter at all.

“B-but Kibum, wake up! The world—no, the universe!—needs you right now!”

“Shut up,” Kibum mumbled into his pillow, swatting the winged rodent away.

The poor creature fell on its back after a failed attempt at tugging Kibum’s hair to wake the disbelieving lad. He huffed and puffed his little cheeks, mumbling a strange incantation that resulted in Kibum getting mauled by butterflies and a flurry of cherry blossom petals.

“What the hell?! C-come here, you little rat with wings—” Kibum fell out of his bed during his attempt to capture the magical being.

The hamster sighed in disappointment. “My name is Kevin, not ‘rat with wings’ or any other rude names you feel like calling me.”

Kibum groaned from his position on the wooden floor. “Well, what the hell do you want with me anyway?”

Kevin circled around Kibum’s head before landing on the ground with surprising grace for a hamster. He stretched his paws wide, a look of utter urgency was evident on his face. “There are evil afoot! And you, Kim Kibum, are the true possessor of the one weapon that can take down the evil forces that is bent on taking over the universe: ‘The Radiant Sword of Pure Love and Goodness.’”

It took Kibum a couple of minutes to absorb the information. When he finally responded, Kevin wanted to smack him on the head with The Radiant Sword of Pure Love and Goodness. “Nah, I’ll abdicate my role to save the universe. Go find some other poor bastard to do this. I think Eli’s free.”

“N-no! This is predestined! You, and only you, can do this!” Kevin flew around in circles, frantically running off the nitpicky rules magical heroes and heroines must follow. After exhausting himself, he flopped down on top of Kibum’s head, letting out a weak sigh. “Besides, Eli would probably accidentally blow up the universe. Somehow.”

Kibum sighed. “Alexander?”

“He’ll probably find a way to blow up the universe,” Kevin muttered bitterly. When he noticed Kibum’s dumbfounded look, he waved the topic aside with a casual explanation: “We’ve been observing that one.”

“And if I continue to refuse?”

“The Supreme King in the Magical Kingdom will roast me for dinner!”

“And that’s my problem how…?”

“Kim Kibum, just say ‘heart prism power activate’ and go save the universe already!”

“Fuck my life.”



bonus scene.

“Why the fuck is my costume so colorful like the Easter Bunny puked all over it, why do I have hearts and wings and other girly shit, what is with this stupid bejeweled crown, and why is Xander videotaping—goddammit!”

Kevin sighed, realizing with dismay how long their magical journey would probably last, given the hero’s blatant reluctance and overall disapproval about having to go save—as he quoted—“everyone else’s sorry asses.”

Oh, well. On the bright side, Kevin discovered the wonders of the humans that are video games, tooth-rotting candies, and cute girl groups with ridiculously infectious songs and dances.





this is me trolling Kevin and U-KISS in general because gdi how can I write a serious U-KISS fic when there are prompts like superpowers and magical theme. ♥

no expiration date? (yoona/yuri; magical themes)

[evadinglethargy.livejournal.com]

Yoona had barely taken a step inside their dorm room when Yuri grabbed her wrist and pulled her to their joined beds. It wasn't surprising at all to her, the media portrays their partnership very much parallel to reality. Before they drop, on their stomachs, on their star-patterned covers, Yoona managed to blurt out a "'Sup?".

"Yoong, look at this."

Yuri brought a bottle to their eye-level and the two girls brought their faces close together to scrutinize whatever it was.

"Looks like soju." It did look like soju in terms of shape and color but the dirty white paper attached to it said nothing about rice nor any other starch.

All there were in the middle were three images in a row, all in black outlines: a short strand, a cup, and a heart. The heart though, had three Kanji characters (which they had yet to understand) below it, and was filled in pink.

"A gift from S♥NEs?"

Yuri reached for a pink highlighter lying somewhere else in the bed and showed it to Yoona.

"I got bored waiting for you. You didn't even bring me anything."

"We only shared half a hamburger, unnie. Fany-unnie wasn't even satisfied. Anyway, Hair?"

"Hair? Huh? Oh. Probably."

"I wanna try it."

They both giggled.

"Me too."

*

They ended up not opening the bottle that night, figuring no one to try it on. They weren't scared ("Haha, Kim Joo-won and Gil Ra-im, haha, Yoong, help me I can't breathe, omona, haha!"), but they just had their hair dyed that morning. Two members of Girls' Generation brought to a hospital in Japan due to chemical intoxication wouldn't make really good news.

The bottle, which they kept a secret like many of their bedtime chatters, made it to their home in Korea. Still full below the brim, but not anymore sealed. None of the two was able to resist sniffing the liquid. Also dipping a finger into it, and licking.

Smelled like herb, looked like water, tasted like some sweet flower nectar.

Yuri copied the characters on a Mickey Mouse notepad and asked Sooyoung what they mean, and when she got the answer she knew they didn't need to ask.

*

It was Yoona who snipped a pinch of fur from Jackson Hwang, it was Yuri who sneakily dropped a few of the liquid and a strand of the dog into Tiffany's can of Coke.

They watched intently, they observed fervently. They thought nothing had changed, almost challenging each other to down the rest of the bottle's contents and throw it away.

When Tiffany sobbed after talking to their manager about not letting Jackson come with them to Japan, and when she stroke her sleeping pet's hair like there was no tomorrow, Yuri and Yoona looked at each other with open mouths.

*

"We were right."

"Doesn't it have an expiration date or something?"

*

They tried it on a handful of unsuspecting Japanese citizens, not that it would make a difference.

They tried it only once when they went back home, in Taeyeon's water bottle. They gathered hair from all nine members (it was easy as ABC as they living in the same space), giving more reason for Taeyeon to be called umma after that.

It was the water bottle the leader playfully splashed and sprinkled on their fans.

*

Not much later Yoona worked on Yuri's Pocari Sweat. She didn't need to, however.




...(Deleted previous one when I saw a typo) Anyway... Kinda rushed? Sorry! I could work on it more or add another part if you want, I left a lot of things hanging.

[choi-minju.livejournal.com]

I can do one fill for you when I'm not busy, soon.
Okay? ^^
I feel very inspired~