[fic] 100 suju fics challenge
Title:100 Suju Fics
Date started: Nov.26,2007
No.of Fics:22/100
Archive: http://lucid-acolyte.livejournal.com/2250.html
A/N:...serious fics are not really for me u.u blame it on the calendar my mother gave me..>.>
58. Lies. Siwon/Siwon
G. 313 words
They cheer loudly as you walked into the podium. The other team was looking at you, uncertainty written in their eyes. Can you make it? Can you uphold the flag of pride?
One by one they got eliminated. There's no surprise there.
The other members were not meant to be tortured that way. Each one of you had their own roles and this wasn't theirs.
To be the athletic type...the dark horse of the competition...
...that role was yours.
Only yours.
You look at them, each of them giving their own trademark cheer.
The raccoon family (i.e. appa, umma and babies with their respective boyfriends) cheers loudly for you.
The clean up crew lead by the chinaman were giving their thumbs up.
The Cinderella giving a slight nod and small evil grin.
Everyone was rooting...hoping for you to touch it.
For Suju's pride...
And then you ran...
---
You knew you're not gonna make it.
Desperate times calls for desperate measure.
You stretched your legs as far as you can.
And you did!
You touched it but with a price.
As you stood, you felt it.
You just hope it's just stretched too far.
Any minute now, it should stop.
But it didn't.
Every step felt like thousands of needles poking your back.
The others looked at you while umma silently asked, "Are you hurt?"
It was for victory...for the pride. Just this once...you'll be forgiven right?
"I'm okay umma."
"Sure?" asked the appa.
"Yes." another one won't hurt, right?
"Okay..." at that, your family surrounded you, lavishing you with praises and prepping you up for the final round. You're happy for your family was happy.
--
It's the final round, and you silently stood at your place. You glanced at your bandmates, hoping to see what you saw last time.
The raccoon family cheers loudly for you.
The clean up crew lead by the chinaman were giving their thumbs up.
And it was the same...with only one difference.
He stared at you...with his big round eyes...carefully mouthing the words he want to say.
"Liar."
And then you ran.
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59. Calendar. Eeteuk/Eeteuk
G. 549 words
You're suppose to get some rest.
But here you are staring outside your bedroom window, wondering about your lives.
Everything from the downright hell rehearsals to cloud nine feeling when your concert was finally announced. Everyone...from the sweetest to the meanest...and everything in between.
You looked at the calendar, slowly counting the days you'll step on stage, proving your worth as the total performer. Like yelling to the world, "We're ready to conquer!"
Dreams do come true after all...or maybe it wasn't really fated to be just dreams...
but the path for your future.
Everyone's path of the future.
You stared at the calendar, with the date 22 encircled with your son's glittery pink pen. The make or break date. The day you'll be judge...to be permanent or not...you closed your eyes,not thinking about negative things. You'll always be a family, nothing can change that.
Like no one can change the months in the calendar...
The appa will be January. For he leads your sons like January leads the months. And just like January, welcoming him always starts with a bang.
Chocolate boy is obviously February. With a smile that could melt thousands of hearts, he's the most perfect person for the month of love.
March and April are the twin months so it only follows that it will be the twins' self appointed months. With March slowly accepting the heat of the sun and April the perfect month to swim in the seas of tropical paradise, only the twins are worthy of the upcoming summer charm.
When May arrives, you're reminded of the flowers in their full bloom. Much like your sweet pink princess who lit the room with his sunshiny smiles and sparkling eyes. But just like roses who have thorns, the sweet pumpkin can be deadly dangerous.
June reminds you of family. Of settling down and getting married. So it's only right for the Chinese man to dominate this month. If he could steal the red princess' heart with his Beijing fried rice, what more if he show how perfect he was to be a husband...especially with a bratty wife.
Speaking of the bratty wife, July can only be taken by the temperamental diva. For this month's weather can only be defined by the one word the red princess was known for: Unpredictable.
Following this month is the silent August, much like it's counterpart in real life. Silent and mysterious, this month was often left out. But everyone knew it was there...waiting to be remembered. With his shy looks and sparkling smiles, he could be the most memorable month...if only the one he loves would look back.
September, October and November are known to be the Autumn months. The trio who blends the sizzling heat of summer and the freezing cold of winter, they mixes it all together to get the perfect blend. Much like the persons behind them, with the leading voice for September, the sweet lullaby of October and the deep voice November, the songs they sing will literally make you cry.
December...the one month you'll never forget. Just like the person who bullied into wearing the Santa costume, they both reminds you of hopes, dreams and childish wishes waiting to come true.
They're your months...each and everyone of them.
You cannot have the others if one is missing.
It'll be chaotic if one disappears.
And you...
You think of yourself as the year...
without them...
you're incomplete.
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Date started: Nov.26,2007
No.of Fics:22/100
Archive: http://lucid-acolyte.livejournal.com/2250.html
A/N:...serious fics are not really for me u.u blame it on the calendar my mother gave me..>.>
58. Lies. Siwon/Siwon
G. 313 words
They cheer loudly as you walked into the podium. The other team was looking at you, uncertainty written in their eyes. Can you make it? Can you uphold the flag of pride?
One by one they got eliminated. There's no surprise there.
The other members were not meant to be tortured that way. Each one of you had their own roles and this wasn't theirs.
To be the athletic type...the dark horse of the competition...
...that role was yours.
Only yours.
You look at them, each of them giving their own trademark cheer.
The raccoon family (i.e. appa, umma and babies with their respective boyfriends) cheers loudly for you.
The clean up crew lead by the chinaman were giving their thumbs up.
The Cinderella giving a slight nod and small evil grin.
Everyone was rooting...hoping for you to touch it.
For Suju's pride...
And then you ran...
---
You knew you're not gonna make it.
Desperate times calls for desperate measure.
You stretched your legs as far as you can.
And you did!
You touched it but with a price.
As you stood, you felt it.
You just hope it's just stretched too far.
Any minute now, it should stop.
But it didn't.
Every step felt like thousands of needles poking your back.
The others looked at you while umma silently asked, "Are you hurt?"
It was for victory...for the pride. Just this once...you'll be forgiven right?
"I'm okay umma."
"Sure?" asked the appa.
"Yes." another one won't hurt, right?
"Okay..." at that, your family surrounded you, lavishing you with praises and prepping you up for the final round. You're happy for your family was happy.
--
It's the final round, and you silently stood at your place. You glanced at your bandmates, hoping to see what you saw last time.
The raccoon family cheers loudly for you.
The clean up crew lead by the chinaman were giving their thumbs up.
And it was the same...with only one difference.
He stared at you...with his big round eyes...carefully mouthing the words he want to say.
"Liar."
And then you ran.
#
59. Calendar. Eeteuk/Eeteuk
G. 549 words
You're suppose to get some rest.
But here you are staring outside your bedroom window, wondering about your lives.
Everything from the downright hell rehearsals to cloud nine feeling when your concert was finally announced. Everyone...from the sweetest to the meanest...and everything in between.
You looked at the calendar, slowly counting the days you'll step on stage, proving your worth as the total performer. Like yelling to the world, "We're ready to conquer!"
Dreams do come true after all...or maybe it wasn't really fated to be just dreams...
but the path for your future.
Everyone's path of the future.
You stared at the calendar, with the date 22 encircled with your son's glittery pink pen. The make or break date. The day you'll be judge...to be permanent or not...you closed your eyes,not thinking about negative things. You'll always be a family, nothing can change that.
Like no one can change the months in the calendar...
The appa will be January. For he leads your sons like January leads the months. And just like January, welcoming him always starts with a bang.
Chocolate boy is obviously February. With a smile that could melt thousands of hearts, he's the most perfect person for the month of love.
March and April are the twin months so it only follows that it will be the twins' self appointed months. With March slowly accepting the heat of the sun and April the perfect month to swim in the seas of tropical paradise, only the twins are worthy of the upcoming summer charm.
When May arrives, you're reminded of the flowers in their full bloom. Much like your sweet pink princess who lit the room with his sunshiny smiles and sparkling eyes. But just like roses who have thorns, the sweet pumpkin can be deadly dangerous.
June reminds you of family. Of settling down and getting married. So it's only right for the Chinese man to dominate this month. If he could steal the red princess' heart with his Beijing fried rice, what more if he show how perfect he was to be a husband...especially with a bratty wife.
Speaking of the bratty wife, July can only be taken by the temperamental diva. For this month's weather can only be defined by the one word the red princess was known for: Unpredictable.
Following this month is the silent August, much like it's counterpart in real life. Silent and mysterious, this month was often left out. But everyone knew it was there...waiting to be remembered. With his shy looks and sparkling smiles, he could be the most memorable month...if only the one he loves would look back.
September, October and November are known to be the Autumn months. The trio who blends the sizzling heat of summer and the freezing cold of winter, they mixes it all together to get the perfect blend. Much like the persons behind them, with the leading voice for September, the sweet lullaby of October and the deep voice November, the songs they sing will literally make you cry.
December...the one month you'll never forget. Just like the person who bullied into wearing the Santa costume, they both reminds you of hopes, dreams and childish wishes waiting to come true.
They're your months...each and everyone of them.
You cannot have the others if one is missing.
It'll be chaotic if one disappears.
And you...
You think of yourself as the year...
without them...
you're incomplete.
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