butterfly_sunrider: (TVXQ)
So how does Dong Bang Shin Ki make up for the FAIL that was the Tri-Angle video?


The Pimp continues in his pimp ways, donning a feather boa that



All is well in Dong Bang Land: Yoochun is radiant, Jaejoong has got his BISHIE SPARKLE back...

Pictured above: Bishie Sparkle(TM), not dandruff.

Yunho is hiding his teeth...

Changmin is back to looking like he wants to snuggle kittens INSTEAD OF EATING THEM WHOLE DEAR GOD THE HUMANITY and...


Seven months later, we got another present from DBSK:

Cut for the sexy... )
butterfly_sunrider: (Love Phoenix and Despair)
Finally, the Cat has come back to OMFG DONG BANG FUCKING SHIN KI YOU GUISE


That's right, bitches. It's time...




I MEAN NO! It's time to wrap up Save the Drama for Your Umma with my VERY SPECIAL RECAP of UNFORGETTABLE LOVE!!!

It all starts with that cad Yunho having a date on White Day and OMG IT'S NOT JAEJOONG. WHAT IS LIFE. WHAT IS AIR.

It's a blind date. THAT'S RIGHT, SOME RANDOM LUCKY BITCH GETS TO GO OUT ON A DATE WITH YUNHO. Excuse me while I go buy a new monitor because I just threw mine out the window.

The rest of the boys, being single and miserable thanks to smothering fangirls, NO contract stipulations, NO the ~pressures of fame~, sit around getting drunk on soju and proceed to have an orgy, then upload it on the internet NO painting their nails, eating ice cream, and crying while watching some yet-to-exist Kim Jae Wook drama through the miracle of Changmin's reality-warping powers NO, BUT YOU'RE GETTING WARMER.

Mmm...Kim Jae Wook.


clicky da fake linky... )
butterfly_sunrider: (Always Keep the Faith)
Shim Changmin felt a chill go down his spine despite the warm summer sun that shone down on him, his fellow members of TVXQ, representatives of both the South Korean and North Korean governments, and a crew of about a hundred. Though the group was on hiatus at the time due to a lawsuit, this performance and photo shoot was a very special exception. Relations had recently thawed between the two Koreas, and there was talk about ending the war that had divided them for over 60 years. TVXQ’s performance was the opening to ten days of talks and festivities at North Korea’s famous resort, Kŭmgangsan, and them just being there was a goodwill gesture on behalf of the South Korean government. How could we refuse, thought Changmin, when we can help end the war?

That is not to say that things weren’t...awkward. Yunho and Jaejoong were doing their best to not make physical contact. Junsu blocked everyone out, listening on his iPod to the latest mix that Kanye West had sent of “Ayyy Girl”, a song he had recorded with Jae and Yoochun. Yoochun was guardedly happy but nervous. He had not been able to maintain his American citizenship and ending the war was of particular interest to him. Yoochun was a tender soul, and even Changmin didn’t know what fighting in a war would do to him.

The youngest member of TVXQ felt lost. He hated to be alone, and had gotten used to staying close to Yunho or Minho ever since the lawsuit, but it wasn’t enough to fill the gaping hole that was left by the absence of Jae, Chun and Su. Now they were together again, but everyone was off in their own corner. No one wanted to be disturbed. And what made matters worse, was that he wasn’t able to read anyone’s mind today, not even for fun. Someone or something was running some sort of interference. He shrugged, and cracked open the second volume of In Search of Lost Time with one hand as he stuffed a piece of Opera Cake into his mouth with the other. Probably just a precaution. Nothing to worry about. Standard operating procedure and all that. Everything is fine.


One hour till showtime. They could all perform this routine in their sleep, but Yunho was concerned that Junsu was still lounging in his chair, a hour after the stylist had finished with him, with his eyes closed. Junsu was the most disciplined of all of them; he normally would be warming up right now. Maybe their new management is working them really hard, thought Yunho.

He was nervous. Tiny blue flames danced along his fingertips as he paced across the grounds, eyeing Junsu here, making small talk with the dignitaries there, and every so often, stealing glances at Jaejoong. Before he could look away, Jae locked eyes with him for just a moment, and his heart felt like it was either going to break or burst. With Jae he could never tell. I’m just nervous because it’s been so long since we’ve all been on the same stage. Changmin would have told me if he sensed something was wrong. There’s nothing to worry about. Everything is fine.


Jaejoong’s heart was in his throat. Ever since the hiatus, he and Yunho hadn’t spoken much. All their communications were monitored, and Changmin refused to be the go-between for their more explicit messages. “It was bad enough cock-blocking you guys all those years,” he would say. Being a psychic, he would never be able to understand what Jaejoong was going through, being apart from Yunho for such long stretches of time, wondering if he really still felt the same. He wished he could just know. Jaejoong felt powerless. Though he still had Yoochun and Junsu to look after and care for (and that was a full time job in and of itself), he missed having Yunho’s arms around him every night. He missed waking up next to him. Hell, he missed both of them terribly. He even missed that snarky maknae bastard Changmin stealing bits of dinner before it was ready. I suppose, he thought, this feeling is normal. There’s nothing to worry about. I’m sure to get over it soon. One day the tears will stop coming out of the blue. And then everything will be fine.


Yoochun was doing his best to keep up a sunny demeanor. He had even managed to make eye contact with Yunho without scowling at him. Ever since the split, comforting Jae had become a full-time job, when it was usually Yoochun himself who was on the receiving end of the emotional pampering. Especially since...well, just thinking about that caused a cloud to appear in a previously cloudless sky, and it blocked out the sunlight. An unseasonably chill breeze whipped Yoochun’s silky black hair back. She had told him that he needed a haircut when he last saw her, and as usual she was right. Damn her. Yoochun wondered why Changmin hadn’t inserted himself into his thoughts and told him to “Man the fuck up” yet. He gritted his teeth, forcing a smile on his face, and the cloud dissipated. He figured that he may as well check on Junsu. And then we can get up on stage, do our thing, save the world and everything will be fine. Nothing to worry about.


Junsu was sitting slumped in his stylist’s chair when Yoochun found him. “C’mon, baby. We should be warming up now,” Yoochun whispered as he tugged on Junsu’s arm.

There was no response. Yoochun frowned and shook Junsu by the shoulders, gently at first, then increasing in urgency as the reality of the situation dawned on him. “Su? Su-yah! Wake up!” Junsu was pale, his face glistened with sweat, and his breathing was shallow. Yoochun concentrated, sorting out the energies in Junsu’s body. Whatever was wrong with him, it wasn’t natural. Going purely on instinct, Yoochun tried to send a message in his mind to Changmin, hoping that the maknae was eavesdropping on his mopey thoughts instead of being absorbed in Volume Two of In Search of Lost Time: À l'ombre des jeunes filles en fleurs in the original French, of course, while eating his third piece of Opera cake.

The lack of an immediate response, led Yoochun to believe that Changmin was either unwilling or unable to read his thoughts. The slender pianist slung his ailing friend over his shoulder and frantically called out for Yunho.


This was apparently what they had been waiting for; they, being a rogue faction of the North Korean Military. Yunho, hearing Yoochun’s cries for help, burst into flames and began to fly in that direction, until he saw Jaejoong out of the corner of his eye. He was surrounded by men with guns but even though Jae had no offensive powers and little way to defend himself, his eyes were full of defiance. He called out to Yunho, “Leave me. Save Su!” before he was tranquilized, and fell to the ground in a heap.

Yunho roared, and without thinking, he rushed at Jae’s attackers, before a surge of energy rushed through him and felled him as well.

Changmin had dropped his book and licked his fingers clean by this point. He ran towards Yoochun. “Chunnie! Take Junsu and fly out of here!”

Yoochun was panicking. His two best friends were unconscious. Yunho, his rock, though he was loathe to admit it, was also neutralized. His breathing began to hitch. Oh, not now, asthma, he thought. “Min, can’t you do something?”

Changmin grabbed Yoochun by the arm and dragged him to a place where they could briefly hide. “That’s what I’m trying to tell you. They don’t work! My powers don’t work. You have to save yourself and Junsu! Go! Fly! Now!”

Yoochun’s breathing became more shallow and swift. He paled, and shook his head.

Changmin slapped him across the face. “Fly, you fucking babo!”

And then Yoochun rose into the air, slowly. Clouds descended and the wind picked up. “I can do this. I...I can save us.” he whispered.

Changmin shook his head. “No, Chun. You’ve got to get Junsu out of here!”

But Yoochun could no longer hear him. His eyes rolled back and, as he spread his arms wide, lightning crashed from the sky and hit about half the soldiers in his eyeline.

What he didn’t realize was that those soldiers were bait. He soon felt electricity course through his entire body before he fell limply to the ground.

Changmin shielded Yoochun and Junsu behind him protectively as the soldiers approached. A young Captain stepped forward and smiled at him. He had just enough time to say, “Fuck my life” before he joined his hyungs in unconsciousness.


Oct. 25th, 2010 05:51 pm
butterfly_sunrider: (Default)

I know it't cheating, but I think I'll revise and finish my DBSK fanfic as my NaNoWriMo project.

Sue me. :P

I'm thinking of making the YunJae chapter more graphic. Forgive me the seemingly uncharacteristic self-consciousness about it. It is one thing to be comfortable reading smutfic but writing it is a whole different story. This may require more...research on my part, LOL.

One thing is certain. Before November 1st, I need to update my OMFG It's Dong Bang Fucking Shin Ki posts at least one more time. This LJ is in need of more lulz.

Incidentally, I know my fic isn't the greatest thing I've written, but I'd appreciate more feedback on it from you connosieurs of DBSK fics. I'm never going to get better without help. *puppy eyes*

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butterfly_sunrider: (God is my DJ)
KARA - Lupin. A Best Fuckin' Five Quintuple Play.
butterfly_sunrider: (God is my DJ)
H.O.T. - Haengbok (Happiness). Later covered by Super Junior and then Changmin in a banjun drama episode. Part of a H.O.T. triple play.
butterfly_sunrider: (God is my DJ)
H.O.T. - Gangster's Paradise (Acapella). It's exactly what you think. Part of a H.O.T. triple play.
butterfly_sunrider: (God is my DJ)
H.O.T. - We Are the Future. Part of a H.O.T. triple play. Also,? OMG their hair!
butterfly_sunrider: (God is my DJ)
Wheesung - Insomnia. OMG, I think I might like his cover better. :)
butterfly_sunrider: (Love Phoenix and Despair)

The first time I didn't feel it, but this time I feel it, and I can't deny the fact that you like me, right now, you like me!

You really like me! )
butterfly_sunrider: (Always Keep the Faith)

I had to wait a few hours before I could form a polite response to this, because I respect the APOPA girls and because J.ae is entitled to her opinion. After a few hours of Saint's Row 2, a huge piece of birthday cake, and not nearly enough sleep, my response to this section of the interview is as close to the happy medium of ready and fresh as I'm gonna get. I promise not to drop any F-bombs, which I will admit that even now, takes serious effort on my part.

*cracks knuckles*

"They signed a contract."

"They would be nothing without SM."

"Where's their loyalty?"


Imagine, if you will, a marriage. A marriage is a legally binding contract. An unbelievably rich guy picks some poor-to-middle class girl to be his wife. The girl has been...compromised in life. She's been homeless, has had to live hand-to-mouth on the streets, is in this country alone and is desperately trying to keep what's left of her family together, has a controlling stage parent, or maybe her parents just didn't pick the richest profession. But there is something undeniably special about her that the rich man can see. He says that everything she wants will be hers, that he will pay for everything if he marries her, if she follows his rules and if she signs an extremely strict and one-sided prenuptial agreement. "Just give me thirteen of the best years of your life, and if you're unhappy, after that you can leave me," he says. Desperate for a chance at a better life, the girl agrees and they marry.

The man works the girl to the bone every day. She barely has time to see her family. She doesn't get more than four hours of sleep a day. Even though he is incredibly wealthy, her personal allowance is a mere pittance; she can never put enough by so that she can leave him. He withholds medical care if her illnesses are inconvenient to him. He puts her on restrictive diets that make her lose more weight than is healthy. He pays for her to get plastic surgery. He is emotionally and physically abusive to her. But every day, she comes home to her beautiful condo and every day he dresses her in beautiful clothes. Men everywhere want her, but she must obey her husband.

It is discovered that she has a special talent. Her husband invests in that talent, paying thousands of dollars so that she could rise to the top of her profession. But he keeps almost all the money she makes, again, preventing her from putting enough away so that she cannot leave him.

Years go by. Soon the wife is the husband's greatest return investment. She continues to work as hard, if not harder, as she always has, but she wants some time to nurture her talents further, to grow as a person, she would like a little more freedom, and an increase in her allowance.

Keep in mind that a wife asking for more from such a generous husband is deeply frowned upon. This was not what they agreed to when they got married. "But it's been 7 years! People change." she says.

"I don't." says the husband. So she scrounges up what money she has and takes the first brave steps towards leaving him, even though if she breaks the prenuptial agreement, she could be indebted to him for the rest of her life.

Marriage is a legally binding contract. But you would not expect a woman to stay in an abusive marriage just because she signed an unfair prenuptial agreement.

People snipe about the woman, "She would be nothing without her husband!" Perhaps, perhaps not. The woman had undeniable natural talent and charisma. If she had been discovered by a more scrupulous man she might still be well-renowned and happy.

People say, "Where is her loyalty?" Is a man who exploits and abuses the wife that worked hard for him for seven years and made him a richer man than he once was entitled to her undying loyalty?

People have pointed to his previous marriages, "Yes, he was a bad husband and his prenups were unfair, but he bought that ungrateful woman everything she wanted! His other wives didn't leave him. They were loyal! This woman is greedy and selfish. Marriage is a partnership. You have to put the marriage first. Were those other women stupid or something?" That is their decision and I would argue that staying, while it may not be a stupid decision, it is one that will ultimately hurt them and stunt their individual growth.

The statements put forth by J.ae in regards to TVXQ's situation smack of enabling an abusive relationship. I understand that she is in the industry, but that doesn't make her right.
butterfly_sunrider: (Nummyunho)

Ssh. It's all right Yunho-yah. There, there. Why don't you take that atrocious fur thing off and hand me the...fake alligator. Yes.

Key, do you mind? Go get Yunho a blanket. He's had a...traumatic experience.

How it all began... )
butterfly_sunrider: (Buck)
Robbie Williams - Angels. Part of a Nichkhun Horvejkul "Song of the Day" triple-play :)
butterfly_sunrider: (Buck)
PM Dawn - Set Adrift On Memory Bliss. Part of a Nichkhun Horvejkul "Song of the Day" triple-play :)
butterfly_sunrider: (Buck)
Daniel Bedingfield - If You're Not The One. Part of a Nichkhun Horvejkul "Song of the Day" triple-play :)
butterfly_sunrider: (God is my DJ)


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