dainuhsoar: (Default)

title: To stay alive you gotta kill your mind
rating: pg
pairing: woohyun x sunggyu
wordcount: 3146

summary: Woohyun is the bogeyman and Sunggyu could be a dream.

a/n: title is from twenty one pilot's 'migraine'. the bogeyman theme has very little to do with the entire story, the story is very messy, unorganized in general and i'm not even sure if i'm done with it.
un-beta-ed, un-proofread because i'm l... a... z... y... /hangs head in shame. crossing fingers for no confusing typos/grammar. (this story does switch from present tense to past tense, but they are deliberate)
i'm sick, like i've been sneezing and crying the whole of yesterday and today ;A; IS THIS AN EXCUSE FOR THIS SORRY EXCUSE OF A FIC? YES IT IS. /flies into hell

woohyun said he was going to be the bogeyman when he grew up. )
dainuhsoar: (Default)

title: Only ever in dreams I wrap my arms around you
rating: pg
pairing: junhyung x hyunseung
wordcount: 1343

summary: Unrequited love on Junhyung's part because everyone knows when it comes to junseung, Junhyung is damn whipped.

a/n: title is from 'sad dream' by sky ferreira.

junhyung has never really noticed hyunseung until someone told him 'hey, you heard of jang hyunseung from the sales despartment? he kinda looks likes you.' )
dainuhsoar: (Her Morning Elegance)

title: Must be your skin that I'm sinking in
rating: pg
pairing: woohyun x sunggyu
wordcount: 1,958

summary: a warm bodies au/inspired woogyu fic where sunggyu is the zombie.

notes: Title is from 'glycerine' by Bush.

couldn't love you more, you got a beautiful taste )
dainuhsoar: (Ian Curtis)

title: Dream Beautifully
rating: pg
pairing: woohyun x sunggyu
wordcount: 5,436

summary: woohyun is a dreamer and painter and sunggyu is the Sandman.

notes: i haven't posted anything in almost a month. i was busy with school assignments but that's a bullshit excuse of course (to myself at least) and actually, it's because i was sapped dry of ideas. i didn't have any push to write anything. i was about to throw in towel to fanfic writing and say "fuck writing. i'll just read." but i'm back now. sort of. not really. probably going to slink back into darkness real quick. don't forget me because i've always loved you. what am i going on about now?

list of inspiration for this fic.

As soon as they are asleep, Ole-Luk-Oie seats himself upon the bed. He is nicely dressed; his coat is made of silken fabric; it is impossible to say of what color, for it changes from green to red, and from red to blue as he turns from side to side. Under each arm he carries an umbrella; one of them, with pictures on the inside, he spreads over the good children, and then they dream the most beautiful stories the whole night. But the other umbrella has no pictures, and this he holds over the naughty children so that they sleep heavily, and wake in the morning without having dreams at all. )


dainuhsoar: (Default)

January 2017

1234 567


RSS Atom

Most Popular Tags

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Sep. 25th, 2017 11:31 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios