october 30 - november 12
Tell us what you think about these two weeks recs! As you've suggested, we are trying to branch out a little. And again, don't forget about our twitter feed!
Happy Sunday :)
fugue / jongkey
by losingplaces
He actually smiles at that, just a little. You've missed it. You don't realize just how much until this very moment. Here you've been roaming around for the last eight years thinking you know what love is, how much it hurts to lose it. Turns out you didn't understand shit; you know this now because of the lengths you realize you'd be willing to go to just to see him smile.
"Too bad it had to take the end of the world. I guess it fits. Last-ditch efforts and all that."
"Better late than never, right?"
in speeding tickets / jongkey (picture fic)
by jecca_o9
found in: SHINee's dormitory, October 2010.
- HAHA :|
You gonna get into my ride right?
(Always wanted to say that...)
- i value my life.
let me listen to you / tofuho
by ruetheral
You’re a book, not a song, and you write yourself in a language that no one aside from me has ever tried to translate. And maybe I speak what everyone else does, but you’re the only person who really knows what I say and more importantly what I mean. I bet we could write dictionaries for each other. We could write multilingual poems and bibles and treaties, and we’d be the only ones in the universe who would understand.
morally bankrupt / jongkey
by bullwolf
Jonghyun thinks that if they weren't top sensational pop singers, he and Kibum would have been the kind of friends that stand on highway overpasses and spit on oncoming cars.
so fantastic, elastic, fantastic, elastic / taemin-centric
by hongjinri
(Taemin did not like that, though. He wasn’t a girl; he was a man. A manly man. He would tell that to himself every single night as he stood in front of that funny looking mirror that his stepmother kept in his bedroom. Unfortunately, the mirror would answer him things like ‘you’re the fairest of them all’ and ‘stop calling me mirror, my name is Kyuhyun’, and that was a little bit scary because mirrors weren’t supposed to be able to talk at all. But it did praise Taemin’s beauty and boosted his ego, so Taemin didn’t mind.)
straight though the heart of me / onho
by estimae
Onew was a vision of lights the first time Minho saw him. It would have been poetic if it wasn't because Minho was victorious and shit-faced, which meant that for three hours, the whole bar was his trophy. His team had just won the regional championships, and though Minho couldn't bring himself to get behind the trashy music, the lead singer had a voice that made Minho's palms sweat. The spotlight saturated his hair and contoured his body yellow even as he threw himself around the tiny stage as though it were an arena.
Happy Sunday :)
fugue / jongkey
by losingplaces
He actually smiles at that, just a little. You've missed it. You don't realize just how much until this very moment. Here you've been roaming around for the last eight years thinking you know what love is, how much it hurts to lose it. Turns out you didn't understand shit; you know this now because of the lengths you realize you'd be willing to go to just to see him smile.
"Too bad it had to take the end of the world. I guess it fits. Last-ditch efforts and all that."
"Better late than never, right?"
in speeding tickets / jongkey (picture fic)
by jecca_o9
found in: SHINee's dormitory, October 2010.
- HAHA :|
You gonna get into my ride right?
(Always wanted to say that...)
- i value my life.
let me listen to you / tofuho
by ruetheral
You’re a book, not a song, and you write yourself in a language that no one aside from me has ever tried to translate. And maybe I speak what everyone else does, but you’re the only person who really knows what I say and more importantly what I mean. I bet we could write dictionaries for each other. We could write multilingual poems and bibles and treaties, and we’d be the only ones in the universe who would understand.
morally bankrupt / jongkey
by bullwolf
Jonghyun thinks that if they weren't top sensational pop singers, he and Kibum would have been the kind of friends that stand on highway overpasses and spit on oncoming cars.
so fantastic, elastic, fantastic, elastic / taemin-centric
by hongjinri
(Taemin did not like that, though. He wasn’t a girl; he was a man. A manly man. He would tell that to himself every single night as he stood in front of that funny looking mirror that his stepmother kept in his bedroom. Unfortunately, the mirror would answer him things like ‘you’re the fairest of them all’ and ‘stop calling me mirror, my name is Kyuhyun’, and that was a little bit scary because mirrors weren’t supposed to be able to talk at all. But it did praise Taemin’s beauty and boosted his ego, so Taemin didn’t mind.)
straight though the heart of me / onho
by estimae
Onew was a vision of lights the first time Minho saw him. It would have been poetic if it wasn't because Minho was victorious and shit-faced, which meant that for three hours, the whole bar was his trophy. His team had just won the regional championships, and though Minho couldn't bring himself to get behind the trashy music, the lead singer had a voice that made Minho's palms sweat. The spotlight saturated his hair and contoured his body yellow even as he threw himself around the tiny stage as though it were an arena.