Posts by HwaGoose
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I'm so sick of this Fake Yeehaw
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You're looking at The Lounge section and wanting to discuss about fashion, cars, art etc...
And then you see my Seongjoong fanfic...
Even though I'm proud of that masterpiece.
Well... just thought that putting the Fanfiction section here in The Lounge seems kind of odd.
But there doesn't seem to be any "The Studio" section anymore.
Also, do any of you users, who used to be on the old AKP forum, miss me?
Sometimes I would be on this forum like "Oh, I miss talking to that user." or "Oh, I remember when this user responded to random thread of mine."
I admit I'm not that much on this forum, even though I'm sometimes here to check if I have gotten notifications.
I hang out on an other place instead.
Well... have a nice day.
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Well... it is called "fótbólt" in Faroese, which also literally means "foot ball"
But I don't know why brits are mad about it.
And I know some Brits sometimes call American Football "handegg".
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A Sweet Day
The sun is shining on the light blue sky and the clouds are looking like snow white cotton candy.
Seonghwa is waiting outside the pink café for his boyfriend to arrive.
He remembers sitting in that café one day, eating a brownie with strawberry ice cream on top, while drinking rose tea.
He liked the brownie and tea so much, that he wanted to go back here and invite Hongjoong there.
He smiles as he thinks about when he called Hongjoong on his cell phone.
How he blushed, while asking "So I was wondering if you would like to go to the Pink Rose Café with me."
And how he smiled, when he heard the response. "Of course, I would love to."
Then he sees Hongjoong walking towards the café.
His strawberry heart starts fluttering like butterflies as he looks at him.
"Hi Seonghwa." he says.
"Hi, my love." Seonghwa says, making Hongjoong's cheeks turn as pink as cherry blossoms.
He giggles. "Oh, don't call me that." he says light-hearted.
"Why not?" Seonghwa asks. "You're my love."
"Well... that's true."
A moment later, they are sitting across each others at a table.
Both of them are looking at the menu card.
"I recommend trying the Pure Romance Chocolate&Strawberry brownie, it is so delicious." he says. "and the pink rose tea is good too."
"The names of the desserts are pretty interesting." he says.
"Yes, I like the names Swan Lake Blueberry&Vanilla and Warm Hug In A Mug."
"Warm Hug In A Mug sounds so comforting." he says.
"I know, right?" he says, wanting to give Hongjoong a hug, but not right now.
"But unfortunately the Warm Hug In A Mug is mint flavoured."
"Yes, so you don't have to order that."
"I'll order the rose tea."
"I think I'll have the Pure Romance Chocolate&Strawberry again."
"Maybe I should try that brownie too."
After they have ordered, Seonghwa and Hongjoong are being quiet for a while.
"So what were you doing last night before you went to bed?" Seonghwa asks.
"I was writing lyrics in my notebook." he responds.
"What are the lyrics about?" he asks.
"Well... it's about romance."
"Are the lyrics about me?" Seonghwa asks, thinking of when Hongjoong wrote a friendship song about him.
"I must admit that I was thinking about you, while writing it." he answers, while blushing. "I thought about your lovely face as I was writing 'your starry, glittery eyes'"
Seonghwa's cheeks turn pink, and he tries to hide his blushing face with his hands. "I can't wait to hear it"
"Well... I haven't decided what the song title should be." he says. "But I could name it something like Pure Romance."
"What about 'Love U (
사랑)'?" he suggests.Hongjoong looks at him mind blown. "That sounds perfect."
"I was just thinking about that other song." he says.
Then a waiter walks to their table and puts the brownies and the tea cups on the table.
"Thank you" Hongjoong says to the waiter.
The composer looks surprised at the heart-shaped brownie with the pink ice cream scoop on top.
"It looks cute, right?" Seonghwa says.
"It does." he says and takes a bite of the brownie. "Yum."
Seonghwa smiles, seeing how much his boyfriend enjoys the dessert. "You're so cute."
"You're cute too."
Seonghwa giggles and takes a bite of the brownie too, and smiles from the sweet taste of it.
Hongjoong takes a bite of the ice cream too, enjoying the taste of it. Then he takes a sip of the rose tea. "Well... I didn't expect the tea to be that sweet."
"Me neither." Seonghwa responds. "I expected that it would taste kind of like chamomile tea."
"It tastes like cotton candy."
"You're right about that."
Seonghwa and Hongjoong walk out of the café.
"It was delicious." the composer says.
"I agree."
Then Seonghwa looks at Hongjoong's hand and the fingernail on his pinky, which has black nail polish on it. He grabs his hand.
Hongjoong blushes as he feels the touch of his hand.
"May I kiss your cheek?" the strawberry-lover asks him.
"Yes, you may."
Then Seonghwa plants a kiss on his cheek.
"You may kiss me on the lips too."
Seonghwa then caresses his cheek before giving him a short peck on his lips.
Then Seonghwa looks into his eyes.
"Thank you for inviting me to the café." the shorter guy says.
"Thank you for being by my side."
Hongjoong looks into his starry, glittery eyes before telling him. "I love you."
Then Hongjoong gives him a warm hug.
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Happy Birthday Yeosang
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That's so adorable.
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I enjoyed watching that live
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Same here.
Sometimes he attacks me with his handsomeness.
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Last but not least, my last fanfic written on the old AKP.Bitter Coffee Day
The sky is grey and covered by clouds.San has just gotten home from work and is now lying on the couch of his apartment, closing his eyes and sighing.
"What a day..." he says to himself.
He had been working at the coffee shop.
And it has been bitter today.
He had not gotten enough sleep last night, so he felt tired all day.
He had also been scolded by a middle aged woman when he put whipped cream on her hot chocolate, when he was told that she didn't want it.
He did apologize for it, but the woman didn't forgive him and scolded him even more.
He doesn't feel like doing anything else than just taking a nap and then maybe read a book.
Then he hears his smartphone vibrate on a table.
His hearts starts beating fast, hoping that it is a text from his boyfriend, Wooyoung.
He gets off the couch and walks towards the table grabbing the phone.
But he gets disappointed, seeing that it is a text message from Yunho, one of his friends.
"Hey San ^_^" his friend writes. "Do you want to do to my house and play some video games with me?"
"No thanks" San responds. "I don't feel like it today."
"OK then." he writes back. "I'll ask you again an other day."
Then he puts his phone back on the table and decides get himself a mug of coffee.
He sits at the kitchen table with the mug in front of him.
He takes a sip from it, frowning from it's bitter taste.
So he pours a teaspoon of sugar inside the mug, hoping that it will be sweeter.
His phone vibrates again.
He sighs.
"Probably Yunho again." he says out loud.
Then he sees that it is a text message from Wooyoung.
A smile appears on his face, while he reads it.
"hi baby ❤ " he types. "Been a rough day?"
His face turns pink from seeing him call him baby. "Yes, it has been a very rough day." he responds.
"Maybe I could make your day better by coming over with chocolate and cuddles~~"
Butterflies start tickling in his stomach. "I can't wait ♡"
Then he puts his phone away again, having a huge smile on his face.
He sips the coffee that has turned sweeter.
He thinks that Wooyoung is like sugar that makes his bitter coffee day sweeter.
The End
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My Friend
The sun is shining brightly and being as hot as an oven.
Felix is standing outside of Bang Chan's house.
His heart is beating out of nervousness.
He wants to tell him about his feelings for him.
He starts thinking about that day when they were eating potato chips while watching an action movie together at Chan's house.
At one moment when the main lead was talking to his love interest, Felix looked at Chan's hand that was holding a chip.
His cheeks started turning warm as he was admiring his hand and wanted to hold it.
And his heart was beating faster.
Then Chan put the chip inside his mouth and started chewing it.
Felix stared at his thick lips.
His back shivered from the crunchy sound of the potato chip.
He stared into Chan's eyes, admiring them.
Then Chan looked into his eyes.
"Why are you staring at me?" Chan asked. "Is there something on my face?"
He felt the urge to tell him that there is beauty on his face, but instead he answered. "No, mate." and avoided eye contact with him and continued watching the movie.
"What a nice movie, right?" Chan said.
"I agree." he said.
Felix's cheeks had turned pink.
He suddenly wanted to become more than friends with him.
He wonders how he should confess.
Bang Chan opens the door.
"G'day, bro." Chan says with a smile on his face.
"Hi."
"Do you want to watch a movie?"
"No thanks." Felix responds. "I'm here because I want to tell you something."
"What is it?"
"Well..." he says, while staring nervously at the ground. Then he looks into his eyes. "I want to become more than friends with you."
"Oh, me too." Chan says with a smirk.
Felix's cheeks turn as pink as strawberry ice cream. "Really?"
"Yes, let's become best friends." he says and gives him a hug.
His eyes widen and he doesn't know what respond.
"Best friends." Felix repeats. "That's exactly what I want both of us to be."
He tries to hold back his tears and to hide the fact that his heart has just been broken.
He wonders when he should tell him that he has romantic feelings for him.
The End
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My first woosan fanfic, xx-jenn-xx
Pink Umbrella
Wooyoung is standing in the hallway of his school.
He looks through the window of front door waiting for it to stop raining.
He doesn't want his backpack to get wet.
But he also doesn't want to be too late at home.
He wishes that he had brought his umbrella with him.
He assumed this morning that it was going to be dry and sunny.
Suddenly he sees Choi San, the popular guy at school, walk past him.
Wooyoung's cheeks turn warm as he stares at San's handsome face.
When San looks at him, Wooyoung looks away and his heart starts racing.
San zips his backpack and takes out a cherry blossom pink umbrella.
He then walks over to Wooyoung.
"Would you like to share my umbrella with me?" he asks.
Wooyoung nods shyly.
The popular guy smiles. "Okay, then let's go outside."
Both of them go outside through the front door.
The sound of the rain dripping intensifies.
Rain drops fall on them, leaving wet dots on their clothes.
San then clicks the bottom spring and opens the umbrella.
Wooyoung hears the rain drip on the umbrella.
San carries the umbrella above himself.
Then San grabs his upper arm, pulling him closer to him under the umbrella, shielding him from the rain.
Wooyoung's cheeks turn as pink as the umbrella, but hopes that San doesn't notice.
"Where do you live? I'll walk you home." the popular guy says.
"Flower Stem Street 8" he responds.
"I don't know where it is, but I'll follow you there until it stops raining."
Wooyoung's heart beats fast.
The heart, which has been crushing on him since he saw him, has started to fall more in love with him.
San follows Wooyoung's footsteps, as they walk, while the umbrella is protecting them.
"May I hold your hand?" the popular guy asks.
Butterflies tickle in Wooyoung's stomach. "Yes." he replies.
Then San takes his hand.
The touch of it makes him blush again.
It starts getting warmer.
Wooyoung doesn't know if the sun or if it is San, that has made him feel warmer.
Then it gets lighter and he stops hearing the sound of dripping on the umbrella.
"Well... I guess it has stopped raining now." San says and rests the umbrella pole on his shoulder.
Wooyoung looks at the sky. "You're right." he says. "So I guess, I have to leave you now."
He is about to leave him.
"Wait." San says. Wooyoung stops. "There is something that I would like to tell you."
"What is it?"
"Jung Wooyoung, I have a crush on you." San says.
"What?" his eyes widen.
"When I first saw you, I wanted to be your friend." he says. "But then I fell for you." He spins the umbrella, while it still is on his shoulder. "So... what do you feel about me?"
"I..." Wooyoung responds. "I like you too."
"Would you like to be my boyfriend?" he asks.
Wooyoung nods.
"Well... see you tomorrow." San says and smiles to him.
Then he walks away, still holding the pink umbrella.
Wooyoung smirks as he walks on his way home.
The sun shines on his face.
When they start dating, Wooyoung hopes that San will become his umbrella, who protects him.
The End
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This fanfic has a reference to a fanfic that one AKP user didn't like.
My Love
Yeosang is standing outside of Hongjoong's house with a wrapped gift in his hands.He can't stop thinking of this weird dream, he had last night, and he wants to forget it.
He knocks on the door.
He hopes that his friend is going to like his gift.
Hongjoong opens the door.
"Hi." his friend says.
"Hi." Yeosang repeats.
"Oh, have you bought me a gift?"
"Yes." he responds and gives him the gift.
Hongjoong takes off the wrapping paper, and sees that it is a Westlife CD.
"Well... I heard you sing My Love the other day, so I thought you were going to like this CD."
"Like it?" Hongjoong asks with a smile. "No, I love it. Thank you very much."
Yeosang smiles back. "I'm glad you liked it."
After visiting Hongjoong, Yeosang is sitting in the living room looking at old pictures of himself in the photo album.
He comes across a picture of him and Gayoung, the girl who he used to date.
They are holding hands in this picture.
"Well... she used to like My Love too." he says to himself.
Suddenly he start thinking back to when he was a high school student.
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Yeosang was sitting in the classroom, reading the science book.
They had to read about waves.
But he was being too distracted by the thoughts about his classmate, Gayoung.
He was thinking about how he was going to confess his feelings for her.
He knew that she liked My Love by Westlife because he heard her tell her friends about it.
Two days later, he was walking towards her in the hallway, while she was talking to her friends.
"Gayoung." he said. "There is something, I need to tell you."
"What is it?" she asked.
"Meet me in the chemistry room."
Then he walked away from her.
He was in the chemistry room and had brought his older sister's CD player with him.
He was just hoping that a teacher wouldn't walk in.
His heart was racing because of nervousness.
He hoped that she was going to like him back.
Then she walked in.
"So..." she said. "what are you going to tell me?"
Then he clicked on the play button, turning on for the instrumental version of the song.
The piano intro started playing.
And when the guitar started playing, he started singing the first verse of the song.
His heart was jumping while singing, hoping that his voice wouldn't crack.
She looked at him surprised.
Then he finished singing the song and turned off the CD player.
"I love this song." she told him. "but why were you singing it to me?"
"I want to tell you that I have a crush on you." he answered. "Will you go out with me?"
"Of course, I will." she said and gave him a hug.
His heart felt joy and his lips started to smile.
Since that day, they started dating.
When they had been dating for 5 months, he wanted to buy her a birthday gift, because her birthday was going to be next week.
He had decided to give her the Westlife CD.
So he wrapped it using a sky blue wrapping paper, because that was her favourite colour.
After wrapping the gift, he went to the coffee house together with her.
After both of them had been drinking latte and eating brownies, they went outside.
"Yeosang." she said.
"What?"
"I want to break up with you." she said.
His heart felt sadness.
"Why?" he asked shocked.
"Because I don't have feelings for you anymore."
"But I still have feelings for you."
"I think you are sweet, but I don't want to date you anymore."
Then she walked away from him.
"And by the way..." she said before she left him forever. "Don't come to my birthday party."
Since that day he felt a hole inside his heart.
When he came home, he decided to unwrap the gift.
He didn't want to give it to her anymore.
He put it back in the closet, where his other CDs are lying.
He had never touched that CD until he heard Hongjoong sing that one song.
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His smartphone starts ringing.
He picks it up and it is Hongjoong.
"Hello?" Yeosang says.
"Oh hi, I was just wondering if you would like to go over to my house and watch a movie with me tonight?" his friend says.
"Which movie?" he asks, hoping that it isn't a Shrek movie.
"That one movie called Inception."
"Oh, yes." he says with a smile on his lips. "I would really love to."
Then he hangs up.
His heart feels joy.
The End
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A fanfic that I wrote for Halloween.
I'm actually pleased with how I ended that story. (even though I originally wanted a different ending)
The Monster
The night sky is as dark as coal.
Jisung is sitting on the couch the living room holding a red hairbrush in his hand.
He found the hairbrush lying on the ground at the park this morning.
He wonders who it belongs to.
Minho walks into the room and takes a seat next to him.
He grabs the remote controller and turns the television on.
A documentary about the North Pole starts showing on the screen.
"Where did you get that hairbrush?" Minho asks.
"I found it on the ground when I went to the park."
"Why did you pick it up? You could have let it stay there."
"Because it looks so pretty." Jisung responds and caresses the brush.
"It probably has germs on it." he says disgusted.
"No, because I cleaned it."
"Do you know who it belongs to?" he asks.
"No, but I might find the owner soon."
Then Minho stares at the screen that is showing an Arctic fox eating fish.
Suddenly the television turns off and there is only a black picture of the screen.
"Did you turn it off?" Minho asks.
"No, I didn't."
Then the lamp in the living turns off too.
Minho sighs and asks: "Did you forget to pay the electric bills again?"
"No, I'm pretty sure that I payed it this time."
Minho gets up and walks out of the living room.
Jisung gets up too, while holding the hairbrush and feeling the shape of it with his fingertips, then he gets out too.
"Do you know where I can find a flashlight?" Minho asks.
"Maybe there is one in the closet of my bedroom."
Jisung looks outside the window.
It's so dark outside.
He decides to walk to the hallway and puts the hairbrush on the table next to the front door.
He puts on his sneakers that are as white as an Arctic fox.
Then he opens the front door and walks outside.
A cool wind starts blowing towards him, making him wonder if he should have put on a jacket.
But at least he is just going to be outside for a little while, and it's not as if he is on the North Pole.
He looks up at the sky, hoping to see some stars.
He remembers when he was younger wanting to become an astronaut.
He starts noticing one star that is sparkling on the star.
The wind starts getting colder, making him feel goosebumps on his arms.
He stops looking at the sky, and notices a dark violet shadow in front of him.
The shadow walks towards him.
Minho is in Jisung's bedroom and opens the closet door.
He starts to search for the flashlight with his hand.
He feels something cylinder shaped and takes it out.
It has a button on it.
He presses the button and light starts shining from it, making his eyes hurt.
Suddenly he hears Jisung scream.
Minho opens the front door of the house, and sees a purple fluffy monster with eyes that seem dead and a mouth that wide open and shows it's cat-like teeth.
The monster grabs Jisung arms and pulls him towards it.
Jisung is shivers in fear, feeling the cold touch from the monster.
"Mi... Minho, help me." he yells.
Minho stands still, while thinking of how he can help his friend.
"Leave him alone." Minho says.
But the monster doesn't listen and then gives Jisung a tight hug.
The hug makes him freeeze and his skin slowly turn paler.
His heart is racing as if it might end up being the last day that his heart beats.
Minho then runs to the hallway taking the red hairbrush from the table.
He runs outside again and throws the brush, wanting to hit the monster with it, but the brush hits on the ground.
The monster turns it's head towards the brush.
Suddenly the monster lets go of him, and walks towards the hairbrush and picks it up.
The monster smiles.
Then the monster walks away from both of them, and starts looking like a dark shadow again.
Jisung is sitting on the ground, pale and shivering from what he just experienced.
Minho runs towards him.
"Jisung, are you okay?" he asks.
He looks at him with a shocked expression. "I don't know." he responds. "I guess, I might be."
"Let's go inside again." he says and takes his hand, picking him up. "I don't want you to catch a cold."
"By the way, I think that monster feels lonely."
"What are you talking about?" he asks confused.
"I know how it is like to be lonely."
"Huh?" he asks. "But you have me."
"Yes, I know." he answers. "But when I was a kid, I was very lonely and the other kids refused to play with me because they thought I had lice." He looks at the night sky. "I don't know who told them that I had lice, but every time I asked them if they wanted to play with me, they all screamed and ran away." He feels tears well up in his eyes. "Sometimes they called me 'lice monster' and that name made me cry every time I heard it."
Minho gives him a hug that feels warmer than the monster's.
"I feel sorry that you have felt that way." he says.
A smile appears on Jisung's lips.
"It's okay." he says. "Like you said earlier, I have you."
Minho starts smiling too, and hugs him tighter.
The full moon starts showing up on the dark night sky.
Minho's eyes turn red like the hairbrush and his teeth turn sharper.
And all of a sudden, he feels thirsty.
The End