Monday, December 26, 2011

Meme Proposal is Heart


Meme proposal is the new poetic way to propose? Points for him for the twist on the whole card thing.Watch it and you will realize just how bitter you are or if you still have a heart. I figured my tears were my heart saying, "You are not as hopeless as you think. But you are definitely a romantic." 



Friday, December 23, 2011

Dragon's Muse

science fiction, romance

Years after Big Bang disbanded, Jiyong finds himself running Grand Dragon Talent (GDT) and writing songs for new talents. He has a major problem though, he hasn't been able to complete a single song in months! It was a good thing he had so many others and were able to use them for the new album that his friend Tempo was releasing.

One drunken night in his composer rut, he stumbles upon a beautiful girl who helps him get back to his apartment. All that he could remember was that she promised to help him get his passion back.

Now how could an amazon girl do that? Beat the notes out of him?

Characters :

Tala (fictional) – origins unknown
Kwon Jiyong – G-Dragon (29) talent manager/composer/singer/rapper
Choi Seung-hyeon – rapper/actor
Big Bang cameos
YG family cameos
Jin-young (inventor) – works at GDT


If you notice I put Filipino stuff in my fanfic. (if not, you clearly haven't read some of my first SuJu fanfics)

Tala means “star” in Filipino. It's a name given to a girl.

I wish that people would know more about me and my culture in small ways in my writing, you should do that same. ^.^

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Wednesday, December 21, 2011

A Saint's Prayer

I look from heaven and I weep
I see so much suffering and grief
Water that brings life
Rain that must feed the land
Took lives that are yet to bloom

I stand my ground and hold my heart
Pray to the Lord that He help me
To shine hope into the lives
Of those who are left behind
And once again renew their faith

In my life I faced countless risks
So short it must have been
I often wondered how it would have been
If I lived beyond
My short-lived seventeen years

Could I have reached more disbelievers
Or would I have lost my way?
Did he ask me to come home
Because it was enough, what I had done?
Was my mission really complete?

I hear the rant of those who claim
That prayers and miracles are untrue
I look at their moral virtue
Their bible wielding and anger
I shake my head and want to scream

From the clouds from which my feet barely touches
I wanted to go back home and tell them
One by one, each in a dream or awake
To tell them a message I have always known
"Faith is faith, love is love, act upon it."

If you have time to judge the man
Whose robes are different from yours
Whose prayers sound unusual or alien
Then you have time to ask him
"What do you ask for in your prayers?"

They would be surprised to hear
That they too ask for peace
That they too ask for a better tomorrow
That they too ask for love
That they too ask for forgiveness

That they too thank Him
For the love He has given
For the lives that He saved
For the challenges that made them stronger
And for the faith that they found once more

Speak to me or whisper
And I will tell Him what you said
Ours would be a conversation between friends
Comrades of the same army
Both soldiers of His Faith

Surely He can hear you
As He heard me then
He knows of your sufferings
He knows He made you to endure so much
And that your reward is to be here with me

In the halls that never tarnish
In the carpet of clouds and light
Where none suffer or grief
I will welcome them when they come
Those ill-fated children

Pedro Calungsod

I hate it when people talk about religion and they bash on each other. There is a specific reason why I don't talk about religion with my friends. I am a Catholic by birth and I know the dogma and truths behind my own religion. But I would never bash someone for being a Baptist or being an Iglesia Ni Kristo follower. I would never demand that a person read the bible or tell them they are Pagans. 

Religion is just religion. Faith is faith. I know mine is in the right place. I don't have to take attendance to make it strong. I know that I am thankful for all the blessings that I have in my life. I know that God would never let me take on more than I can bear. 

If anything bad happens, I know that I would be strong enough to keep to the values my mother and father had taught me. But I know that I can ask for forgiveness and do something to make it up to them and my God. Because mine isn't a teacher who takes attendance but a constant mentor to love others and to be true to who I am.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Big Bang Fanfiction : Diaries of my Heart

Title : Diaries of My Heart

Status: Ongoing / Incomplete

Genre: Fanfiction / Romance

Central Bias: Seunghyun Choi (T.O.P. of Big Bang)

Characters :

Hannah - film student

Lala - music student

Big Bang members

YG family

Setting : South Korea


We have all kept it, that journal where our heart is free to immortalize our fear and hate.
But what of a secret love that no one else can know?
Would you risk pressing it on paper with ink?
Join me in my secret love of Seung-hyun.


This is going to be in the first person. I am not sure yet how this story would go. But I have been thinking of Seung-hyun for a while now and I think that is a sign that I should write about him again.

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Dear S,
This is the first time I would ever write about you. And I don't know if I should. No one else would ever read it and I won't ever be able to tell you how I feel. So what's the point of doing this, to remember just how crazy I can be about someone who is clearly just studying film because he is in the music industry and wants to make it as an actor.
Your dreadful acting skills are eclipsed by the fact that all the fangirls can see is T.O.P. of Big Bang. But what I see is shallow, pity-ass acting. And I hate it. Every time I see you I feel my wrath growing. How can a talentless rapper actor land movie roles and drama roles that could be best given to someone else? How can someone who can't even dance well be in one of the most popular groups in Korea?
And how can I, with my love for symmetry and substance like you, you like some common vapid fangirl?
A purging is in order. I have to get rid of you in my head and my life.
This is something I have to do. For my sanity. For my life. And for my craft.
Your former fan,


Please feel free to give me your comments and what not. Trolls not allowed.

Waiting's End

The lady looked beyond the banks
Where the water hits the rocks
Flowing salty tears go down
And joined the sea at once
Her sun-kissed hair flying
As her soul stared dying
Thinking that beyond this sea
Her beloved holds with no glee
The duty to save the country
And fears as she strokes her hair gently
"That he will not return to me
With the same love I used to see
In his dark beautiful eyes
A love that never dies."
Gradually he walks 
Stepping on the sand and tiny rocks
Decided to meet a deadly stop
To her endless sobs
Across the vast waters
A man lies on the ground, his mind yonder
He dies with this last breath
She drowns with this last thought, 
"Forgive me, my love
For I made you wait too long."

Original : 07/09/2001 9:22 a.m. 

This is one of my super old poems. They were written when I was in high school. When I was in college I made a Filipino version of this for a class. I would have to unearth it before I can post it. Lately, I have been wondering where all my old poetry writing self went. Maybe she is still around here somewhere. I'll find her. And maybe return the semblance of my old self once more, my realistic view of the world and the poetry that I lost in the past might just save me from going back to my old cynical self. 

Friday, December 16, 2011

T.O.P. Short Stories : My Lovely Christmas Grinch by Lizzie


My Lovely Christmas Grinch

Jaimee hates Christmas while Reed loves it, sino ba ang hindi? Magtatagpo pa rin kaya ang kanilang mga puso gayong magkaiba sila ng paniniwala?

Pinay's favorite line : I will tame the lovely Christmas Grinch, I promise!

LOL line : Ano bang ginagawa ko? Sheesh! I need to buy napkins!

We Happened

I read this article from a blogger/plurker Marcelle and had smiled all throughout.

What Happened To All The Nice Guys?


I am a girl who likes bad boys. I have come to accept this. I tried to date a guy who I thought was nice. But he bored the hell out of me. So I know that I like men who are not good for me. There was The Gay, The Bald and The Married. Yep, that sounds like a really bad B porn movie. But it's true. Been there, done them. So I thought, hey why not change the guy that I like into someone who is the anti-thesis of whom I wanted. I dated someone who was not lean, who was not from my university, who was a computer tech major, an only child, and was predisposed to being an emo. 

 Disastrous right? And he always wanted to see me, listen to me, talk to me and all that. He has been scarred by a previous ex who was an even bigger user than I would have even been. But I guess I turned out to be an even bigger bitch than she was. It's because he felt hopeful when we were dating, I spoiled him a bit in the beginning by promising that with me things would be different. 

It's true what they say about how idiotic women are when it comes to the men they choose. We say we love you but in our head we are already either making alterations that need to be done or giving you excuses to be stay the way you are. Even if we can't stand it, we say, "I love you just the way you are." or that you are the sum of your imperfections and strengths. But it's not true. If you are really who we want to be with, we would have not settled with you. 

Okay, so I sound too mean right now. 

I honestly stopped asking this question and I am just 26. No I am not cynical. An ex cured me of that. Now I know being a hopeless romantic is not such a bad thing. It's like what I said, we all have imperfections the same way we have our own delusions. Mine is the belief that love has a place in the world. Some are short stories, others are blog posts long but there are others that become bestselling novels of love and romance conquering real world dilemmas. 

Women who are nice tend to ask this question even more. To them I say, "What happened to nice guys? They dated a bitch like me and decided that they can't be a gentleman and get to fuck their brains out at the same time." Yes, I would say that out loud. My friends, unfortunately, can attest to that. We have had many coffee pow-wows where the men behind us listen attentively to four women teaching each other what to do to our men and their men in bed and in life. 

I have tons of nice guy friends. And they have either gotten married to a nice girl and infantcipating, dating a bad girl and I can't tell him to break up with her because he would never believe me that she's a member of my tribe, licking his wounds because a girl he likes finally dated another guy who is either just like him or looks like some kinda model he can't compare too *cue emo songs*, or single and happy about being such. 

I don't know about them but I know that I want to be with someone who would be as adventurous as me, in bed and in life. But he needs to be an amalgam, a sporty guy who is also a geeky guy. Or someone who likes sports but also books, art and indie film. Someone who can kick back and relax cuddled up then be up to go hiking when the weather allows it. Someone who can explain soccer to me, understands baseball but can help me code my blog template and how to get a domain. 

But my Geeky jock is far from falling for someone like me. And so I can settle for us to have a bromance of sorts. 

So to nice guys, be careful when you date a girl from the AB Communication Arts course in UPLB. We are a ton of crazy and a pound of nuts. But if you are courageous enough and you have a clean bill of health, you can try to apply for residency. *winks*


Recovering Crazy Elbizen Party Girl 


Thursday, December 15, 2011

Date a Girl Who

Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
(OMG I do this.)

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.
(Believe it or not, this is a romantic wish I have been having since like...forever. But yeah. I would go, “Take that chair, no one is using that.” or I will take out my mouth spray and pop the cap and spray someone who sits in front of me while I am reading.)

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
(nope sorry, lying is my deal breaker. Or lying by omission)

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
(nope sorry, there are only a limited number of people who have this much patience. We do love and have a flair for the dramatic but girls who read are not idiots.)
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.
(Oh so right about Twilight. Dear mother of God If a guy tells me he likes this book, I don't care if we are on a first date or engagement party. I will'd see the tracks on the floor.)

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
(So true.)

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
(I want this...)

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.
(True that!)

I don't think my last boyfriend would agree. Because the main reason why I had second thoughts about him was not because of the number of things that he was not or could not be. But it was because he was not able to understand my passion for writing and books. I didn't force him to read new things and his choice of things to read bordered on the blah and the why in God's green earth would you waste money on suplado tips books. No offense I love funny books. But I would never buy them. Then again. I am obsessed with writing and reading filipino romance novels. We all have our lithium-laced ice creams, filipino romance novels are mine.

My father reads them, in bed, to help him sleep. My mom reads them, she sells them in her boss' magazine store as well. She is the reason why I am a reader and the PHR novels she brought home made me want to be a writer.

I write for Tagalog Online Pocketbook. So many others like it have sprung out and many copycats have felt my wrath. And despite all that, I continue to write and read. This time around, I realized that editing is a bitch. It's so freaking hard that you would literally get a nosebleed and want to pull out all of your hair. To all editors, mabuhay kayo. We, the readers fail to thank you but here it is now, long overdue...thank you for making the books that we read...well...readable. To take a writer's rough draft and turn it into a gem is your doing. We are eternally grateful.

Anyway, I wanted to say...that men who read are hot. I love men with glasses. I am a POThead. (Harry Potter fan) and I love men with nerdy but cute looks. The other girls can have their hunks and celebrities. Leave me the cute nerdy bookworms and the indie film fans. ^.^

I had an ex who read the romance novels next to my bed once. I guess he was curious as to what I read. He also read my diary. That was weird. I guess he was too much of a reader.

But a shirtless guy reading a romance novels using my nightlight is hot. And not just because said boyfriend was already hot to begin with but because he was reading...something that only a handful of men I knew would read. 

I want one of those.  A bookworm who doesn't cheat. ^.^

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Big B Series Book 1 : Yongbae's Song

Jaime had one dream , to be a GY talent and a famous Korean idol. There was only one problem, she was neither a singer nor was she 100% Korean. Her only chance to stay in Korea was to be an English teacher to a bunch of misfits in a high school in a far-flung South Korean town.
Yongbae was living the dream, he was GY talent and a famous Korean idol. There was only one problem, he had mandatory military training and was assigned to go a remote town and help build a school. He meets the quirky Jaime while he stays there and finds that love can be found in the strangest places.
Teaser Line: “Not a chance in hell. I stole you from death once. You survived not to sing again. You survived so I could love you until the day I die.” 

Author's note: I am planning to finish the five novels first before I submit it anywhere. I hope you offer me your help by telling me if me kulang or kung me gusto kayong ipaayos sa kwento. I will consider your comments and maybe improve on the novel in the future. Kahmsamnida!~
- PW

Note: You will have to register to read this novel. It's free to read. But there are novels there that require gils. Gils= site currency

Monday, December 12, 2011

Grateful Feet

You don't see a single pair of footsteps
Ahead of you or behind you
At the beach, on the muddy street
Or the fields that men have tilled

There is always someone in front of you
And those who are left behind
Trying their best to catch up
And fit their feet in your footprints

Sometimes those feet are bigger than yours
And you feel like yours can't fill the space
But there are others too that are the right fit
Feel like your feet belongs there

Ignoring the pain of walking that long
Is a tedious task at best
It's fine to whine, bend and stretch
As you as you do not forget to take another step

Towards the future, the end of that horizon
Where you will realize and will see
That there are most footprints in front of you
But look back and see that yours will be filled out too.


My feet has been suffering lately and I realized that I don't feel bad when they do. Because they remind me that I went somewhere and had done something when I could just as easily said no and stayed curled up in my bed. I am not depressed or anything. I am just lazy at times.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Lack of Faithamins

I came across someone's blog today, he was a pastor that talked about God like being a Christian was cool. 
Then I encountered the question "Do you love me more than these?"

The memory of trying to be a good Christian and failing
The pierce of the question that I can't quickly say "Yes" to made me want to throw up.

The idea that I couldn't even finish a book that discounts the existence of a Higher Power reminded me
That I need more faithamins.

I am taking my brother's USANA Essentials
But I am not able to feed my faith, not for a very long time.

How do you know if you need more faithamins?
Let me count the ways.

Do you walk past a church and make the sign of the cross just because it's out of habit?
Do you pray before you sleep and utter a wish in the morning but not say the word God unless you are cursing?
Do you spend more time asking Him "Why?" than saying "What's next?" or "Thanks!"
Do you feel like something is off even if you are in a good place in your life, at least on paper?
Do you feel like you are surrounded by people who are sucking the life out of you, the happiness out of you till all that is left is the husk of your old self?

If you are, we should go get some more faithamins. 
I believe things would get healthier from there.

No amount of gym work-outs would make you feel leaner
No amount of yoga would make you less meaner

Than knowing that your heart is free of hate and malice.
And that it's ready to forgive you *yes you* who might have take the shortcut that lead to a dreary road full of dark corners, myths and delusion.

Take a faithamin pill, swallow it whole.
It tastes a bit bitter in the beginning, but soon it would be sweeter.

I am a non-practicing Catholic. People think that I am faithless at times. I do things out of habit. But I have long decided that being a believer is much like me being straight. I might think that I want to go to the other side, but this is who I really am. I can't do anything about that besides embracing it and making the experience worth my while.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Silent Hate

My silence won't tell you
That you are not a worthy foe
You will soon be nothing more 
Than just a mere memory

I will be free of your teeth
That you use to hold on to
Helpless healthy hosts 
Homes you are just so happy to leech

I am sorry to say this
But your carriage is here
It will be a burden for you to carry
And you will fear the sound of the whip

Next time you think you're beautiful
Take a look inside you and see
That hay is the food you should be eating
And not the dimsum that I am keeping

Thursday, December 1, 2011

To UPCAT or Not to UPCAT

How it started

1: To UPCAT or Not to UPCAT

Hi, my name is Francisco Lar II. My childhood friends call me Kiko. But the nickname that really stuck was the one that my grandma used to call me. Isko. Stinks, doesn't it? It's not that I am not proud of my name or anything, it's just it's an old guy's name. My grandfather was the original. I am what you call a junior. But my parents decided that Jr was way too boring and opted for the roman numeral thing. It makes getting an I.D. frustrating but it's my name. I have no other choice.

My grandpa was a frustrated agriculturist. He almost get into UPLB, that's University of the Philippines Los Baños for you and me, but his parents feared that he would become some kind of baby NPA and had opted to keep him close at home. He always said that he would have his own farm by now had he been allowed to go. He always said that passing the UPCAT and not going because his parents didn't want him too was the biggest mistake he ever made. He knew he wouldn't be a rebel although you wouldn't think he wasn't going to when you heard him talk about politics every time he drank with his friends and my uncles.

He was thrilled when I told him that I was going to take the UPCAT. He was told me that he didn't want me to study in the big city. He wanted me to go to UPLB because I wouldn't be too shocked since it's also in a province. He had winked that if I wanted to I could have a farm of my own someday. 

But I shook my head at him and said, “I already grew up in a province, shouldn't I study in the city just to be able to experience new things?”

The air would be cleaner for one. And your cousin went there. Didn't she look healthier than those from her batch who studied in Manila?” My mother butt in.

If I am going anyway, might as well go to the flagship campus, right?” I marked UPD with my pencil. My mom had a pen.

There it was, in ink, First campus UPLB. Second Campus UPD. I plan to transfer when I already can. But don't go around telling my parents and my grandparents. I am still young enough to get grounded after all.

One of the reasons why I didn't want to go to UPLB is because my cousin went there. She said that Math 11 almost turned into Math 22 for her. Mathematics is not my forte. And the place was near a mountain. It felt like I was going to go hiking everyday just to get to class. I was not good with mountains and forests. When I was a kid my family and I went to a mountain and they claim I was lost for a week. I never really believed that. I think it was just a story that my mother tells me so that I won't go anywhere that she doesn't deem safe.

But I am seventeen now and I am a guy for Balagtas' sake. I am entitled to some fun, aren't I?

For as long as I can remember, I had loved stories and making them. I thought that the best thing to do was study something related to literature. I could teach it someday if I don't make it as a writer. I had wanted to take that in Diliman. But since my first campus was UPLB, I had to choose the closest one to that. It was Communication Arts. My cousin said that the math subjects were near optional. So I think I won't have such a hard time. The BIG downside was that most of the guys there were of the LGBT persuasion. And so she warned me not to move to the PINK side. In my town the gays were those in parlors, entertainment, the teaching profession and fashion. So my world was going to get up-ended if I ever pass that course. Just for good measure and assurance I won't get into UPLB, I put Veterinary Medicine as my second choice.

My cousin told me that the girls in the CommArts course were usually witty and pretty. That was a good motivation, if ever I have to spend a few months studying there.

The image of my long-time crush flashed in my mind. “Nah. Loyal. I am loyal.” I smiled when I remembered that we were both going to take the test on the same day.

I thought about trying out for other schools. But my parents and my grandparents had full confidence that I would get in. They allowed me to take an entrance exam for another state university. They knew I didn't want to study in Batangas so they chose the one that was almost right next door to our house.

I had to pass the test. Because if I didn't, I would spend the next four years not having a normal college experience. No exercise on freedom and no new friends. I would be stuck in dreary old Batangas where my talents would be wasted amongst a sea of mediocrity.

I have to hit the books then. 


Isko Lar's Elbizen Experience : The Series

I had wanted to write about this kid who started going to UPLB and mix it up with advice for people who are going to UPLB as freshies. But the times have changed, they have systemONE and already have to go through so many things that are not the same as the ones that I experienced. I can still write about the in general kind of advice but I can't get into any more specifics. So I am thinking of putting more fiction into the things that I started out in my Isko Lar's Diary: Elbizen Experience blog into a series that talks about Isko's life. It's reminiscent of Seventeen's Vince Life. ^.^

Wait till you meet Isko. He's a hoot. In my head he looks like HP only more real. ^.^

The original entries where in Filipino since I wanted the Freshies to be able to understand it. But I will change them into English so that more students or people can read it. If you are not a big fan of English, make sure to have tissue available. It's about to get bloody, yo.

Check out the posts here

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

An ELF's Christmas

An ELF's Christmas - kangin superjunior - main story image


Kangin, Sheenah Choi (fictional)


Sheenah wanted to prove that she could be a great director without having her father pulling strings for her. Being a fangirl at heart, she decided to make it her first pet project. She tracks down the Super Junior members and documents their lives after the group disbanded. She finds that they found love and realized that the boy she liked was actually a Super Junior, not a fake one as she thought he was.
Kangin hated that the girl that he met when the was in military service is now trying to make a special about the SuJu's life after their group disbanded. She didn't even remember him and it hurt. To her Young-woon was a soldier who pretended to be a Super Junior.
So what happens when it's his turn to tell her his story, would she like the ending that he has in mind for his lovestory? Would she be willing to be the leading lady instead?


Sheenah Choi – director (movie/drama)
Kangin – Super Junior/Actor/MC
Super Junior
My favorite Super Junior is actually Kangin. I saw him in Hello School Girl and loved his cuteness there. I didn't even recognize him there as a SuJu until much later. I hope to make this one a very good fanfic since I love Kangin most of all. *my bias is showing*
Being a movie buff and film maker wannabe myself. I hope that I can put more of my self in Sheenah so please enjoy her since she would have my personality traits. ^.^

E.L.F. = name for fans of the Korean group SuperJunior

Kangin is doing his military service now. I miss him...
He'll be out by April next year. Yey.


Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Protecting Hera

Protecting Hera - heechul romance spy superjunior - main story image


Heechul, Hera


Hera escaped from hell and emerged as a strong and cold woman. Heechul was drawn to her the very first time that she walked past him. Taking no for an answer had to bend to Naomi's martial arts expertise.
Asking his friends for help to win her heart, they tell him to try to be strong enough for her to respect him. But how can you be strong enough to protect someone from unseen demons of the past?
Can love be strong enough to protect a shattered heart?


This fanfic is devoted to all women who had to suffer the hedious crime rape. Whether you are a silent victim, whether you live in shame or hate, I pray that you find justice here and in heaven.
Super Junior Members
Characters from previous SUJU fanfics
Heechul – SuJu ; actor
- long black hair ; Chinese-Korean
  • North Korean spy ; defector
Please make sure that you read these novels before you read this one. Believe me, you will get confused as to why this and that is happening if you don't And I don't answer flashback questions of people who don't know how to follow a series. Whatever your bias might be, you have to read them because some scenes of the other novels or this novel is enclosed in the other novels or in this. Cunning, right? You bet I am.

(Sungmin Bias) My Heart's Birthday

(Donghae Bias) Designing a Dreamboy
(Leeteuk Bias) Leeteuk Interlude
(Eunhyuk Bias) Cook Up a Love Potion (incomplete)

These are the post- Eunhyuk novels *optional to read to get what is going on in this novel but are also part of the series*
(Siwon Bias) Reunite in Love

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Reunite In Love

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Siwon, Yu-ri, super junior


Yu-ri has a secret. It's a secret that can make or break the unification plans of the two Koreas. She flees to China where she encounters a missionary who can help her come to South Korea.
Siwon has been working as missionary on the surface but had secretly been using his connections in the military and local government to get North Korean women into South Korea.
Yu-ri was just supposed to be one of many. But as the danger of moving her from China to South Korea increases, Siwon is forced to marry a woman with a mysterious past and who smelled like jasmines.
Characters :
Choi Siwon (29) - missionary / human rights advocate / former SuJu
Yu-ri (White Jasmine) (25) - North Korean / background : clouded
Super Junior


A/N: Hi, reader. Let me stop you right here. You need to read the other SuJu fanfics before you read this one. Most especially, you need to read Heechul's Protecting Hera. There are pther things that are not going to make sense until you read that one. And vice versa. There are also some references that are made as it pertains to the other Suju novels. I think you might want to see these especially Eunhyuk's Cook up a love Potion since Siwon and Hana appears there for the first time.
(Donghae Bias) Designing a Dreamboy (complete)
(Leeteuk Bias) Leeteuk Interlude (incomplete as of 101311
(Eunhyuk Bias) Cook Up a Love Potion (complete)
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An article inspired me to make a story about a story about a woman who escapes to China and bumps into a Kpop idol there for a show and missionary work. She does her best to beg him to help her defect and get out of China safely. He decides to pretend that she is his secret wife.
Against North Korean spies who are out to get her to take her back to her homeland, the fans who don't like her and the brewing love that is between them, would she be safe at all?
I have never written a romance-action novel before and I want to try it with this one. There are still a few more things that I need to research about Siwon and that would take time. I'll just keep this information here so I don't forget about what I want to do.

Designing a Dreamboy


Donghae, Ninz (fictional), super junior


Ninz had moved on from her fangirl days. She was a reputable interior designer in an international firm. She was designing celebrity houses and international bigwigs and she was not going to let anyone destroy her track record. So when her friend Jans asks her to design the house she would live in with ex-SuJu idol and future husband Sungmin Lee, she stacked her reputation on making the best house for them.
The only problem was Donghae was there.
She had loved and adored him when he was an idol. He broke her heart when she met him in person. If it was possible to salvage their friendship, she would skip Jans' wedding to Sungmin. But she couldn't. She was the designer, the maid of honor and unfortunately, Donghae was the best man.


Please read My Heart's Birthday  before you read this story. Otherwise you won't get some parts of the story.
I hope that Nina, the girl behind the character Ninz would like it. ^.^
Characters :
Donghae – Ex SuJu
Ninz – interior designer
all characters from My Heart's Birthday
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Leeteuk Interlude


Leeteuk, Jens, super junior


Jen was going to lose Bazooka bar if she didn't pay her debt. She didn't want to get a loan from her sister who was busy being the wife of a celebrity. She couldn't get a bank loan since her credit was already shot to hell. Half of the Bazooka Janes were in Korea so she and Mary had been holding the fort for so long. And now, the loan sharks have come to reck havoc into their lives.
What was a girl to do when someone comes out and offers to be a silent partner for her bar. But did it really have to be the degenerate, nosy “hyung” of her brother-in-law. If it wasn't enough that he wanted to change everything about Bazooka Bar, did he have to try to change her opinion of their relationship too?
What was a girl's heart to do?
Super junior members
Park Jung Su (Lee Teuk) – 30 - trainer/singer/performer/MC
Jen Serena Cabrera (Jens) – 28 [fictional] ; short brownish hair with blue highlights


This story is a part of a SuJu series of fanfics that I have been making. It started with My Heart's Birthday which was a gift for my maknae teammate Jans. Then I followed it up with her bff Nina's (Ninz) bias for Donghae in Designing a Dreamboy.
Read them first so that you would get the smaller parts of the story for LeeTeuk and Jens. Happy reading!
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My Heart's Birthday


Sungmin, Jans (fictional), Donghae, Eunhyuk, Super Junior


Sungmin wanted a quiet vacation in the Philippines. But his parents have wedding plans lined up to stop him from dating around and picking the wrong girl. Before he knows it he's caught between enjoying the beach, avoiding falling for the girl they set him up with and trying to keep his friends from pouncing on his fiancee!


Talk to us, dude. That is why we are here.”
By the end of the month, I have to make sure that I am not in-love with a girl who is giving these disturbing laughter, poking smiles and this really really uncomfortable feeling that I can't say no to her. If I fall in love with her, I would have to marry her. That or my father would disown me and Sungyin, break my mother's heart and I have to live with the fact that I am going to loose a really nice fangirl.”
Whoa.” Donghae and Eunhyuk have been friends for more than a decade so they usually do “twin reactions”.
I have some bad news for you, prince.” Donghae was smirking at him. He looked Eunhyuk and they shared another telephatic moment. “You are already falling for this girl. And from the way that you look and the things that you said, you are falling hard and falling without so fast, you are barely aware that you are already there.”
There where?” he was thinking that they might just be right and he needed to figure it out to reverse things.
The point of no return.” Eunhyuk cut it. “For some people it takes time. But for some, like you, the point is from the time you stop thinking she common and the moment that you felt your first poke. It doesn't matter if you hate the idea of liking her. You already do.”


He finally got the vacation that he had asked, begged and pleaded for. But it turns out his trip to the Philippines was not as free as he thought it would be. His parents have been against his chosen career from the get-go and they were able to give him the worst gift for his birthday ever. A fiaancée!
Sungmin was done for if he would not able to ward of this gold-digging girl and get back to Korea single!
Jans was over the moon when she found out that her sister's new boss was actually Sungmin oppa's father. She was waiting to get hired as an employee in their company when she was told that they had a special assignment for her. She had to pretend to be the fiaancée of her favorite Super Junior. She was excited to spend private time with her idol but soon finds out that there is more to Sungmin than meets the eye.
Discover how music and love frees Sungmin's heart. But would it be in time for wedding bells or just after Jans gets her fangirl heart broken? Stay tuned for “My Heart's Birthday”

Bazooka Janes – Jans band
Jans - bass,
Ninz (Jans's bessie)- drums
and Jen (Jans sis) – vocals/percussions
Author's Note:
This is a story that I made for my officemate and teammate, Jans. It's her birthday today! ^.^ Yey! (August 19, 2011)
Happy Birthday, Jans!
I hope you like it. ^.^
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Cook Up a Love Potion

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Eunhyuk, Mary Marjorie (fictional)


Mary wanted to cook for one person, that person was the love of her life, the man of her dreams. He was wearing an apron, a chef's hat and he was covered in flour. That was the recurring dream that she's had since she was a kid. She loved learning how to cook for the pursuit of her FLOUR Prince.

Eunhyuk feel in love with a pastry before he could even get around to admitting that he has fallen in love with the woman who made it. It was on the welcome party that Sungmin got from his parents. A pastry goddess offered him the tastiest cupcake he has ever tasted. When he asked her to cook him a batch, she refused to cook for him alone. She said she would only let one guy into her kitchen, and it had to be her stupid Flour Prince.

When he insisted she gave him one condition, "Find my Flour Prince and I will bake your wedding cake for you."

Now how was he going to ever taste her cooking when he wanted to be her prince instead?


All Suju (old and new)
All Characters from previous SuJu fanfics (see list)
Lee Hyuk-jae (Eunhyuk)

Mary Marjorie Garcia- Chef (specialty - cupcakes and cakes)

Author's Note:
Please make sure that you read these novels before you read this one. Believe me, you will get confused as to why this and that is happening if you don't And I don't answer flashback questions of people who don't know how to follow a series. Whatever your bias might be, you have to read them because some scenes of the other novels or this novel is enclosed in the other novels or in this. Cunning, right? You bet I am.

(Sungmin Bias) My Heart's Birthday

(Donghae Bias) Designing a Dreamboy
(Leeteuk Bias) Leeteuk Interlude
(Eunhyuk Bias) Cook Up a Love Potion

These are the post- Eunhyuk novels *optional to read to get what is going on in this novel but are also part of the series*
(Siwon Bias) Reunite in Love

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You can also check my Filipino fanfic for Taeyang here Yongbae's Song

This story took a life of its own actually. I was thinking about this while I was making Leeteuk's story. But because of my mental block on that story, I tried to write a chapter for this story. I ended up finishing this story in less than a week. That is super fast for a slowpoke like me.

I hope that Marjorie, another officemate kerfag would love that I used her name for this story.

Let's all love our bias. Hwaiting!~

Image from chokyulate's me2day

TODOS LOS SUJU - Halloween OneShot

Characters Sungmin, Donghae, Jans, Nina, Kyuhun, super junior

Description Sungmin and Donghae lose their beloveds in the middle of a dark street. What do they do?


This was my halloween oneshot. Originally posted here


SUNGMIN and Donghae didn't understand the concept of having a different holiday for the dead. In Korea, Cheusok was the time for visiting their ancestors. It was not a scary event, the family gathered at the house of the eldest son and they were able to share food, bow to their elders and play games with family members. It was also a time to pay respects to their ancestors. The men did this primarily while the women handled everything else. Sungmin's wife, Jans had suffered through her first Cheusok well. She was used to being with a big family and helping out around their house. Nina, Donghae's fiancee had a harder time since she was more of an eater than a cook.
Sungmin and Donghae however don't understand why scary holidays like Halloween and All Soul's Day appealed to their ladies.
Sungmin was wearing a Ronald Weasley outfit and Donghae was Pinochio. Nina was a princess and Jans was a witch, to match Sungmin's outfit. They wear costumes for a living so doing this seemed ordinary. But the two women were excited to go to the company costume party. Why Sungmin's dad ever agreed to hosting it, Sungmin would never understand. It was in a house that was supposed to look like a haunted house. Sungmin was just scared that the place would have molds and that Jans would inhale it. Their baby was not going to come out healthy if that was the case.
Cramped in a company car, Sungmin next to Jans and Donghae was sitting at the passenger seat. The princess was driving, Nina was not the best driver but since Donghae didn't know the way, she had to drive. They've been on the road for a while. Nina tried her best to miss potholes. But the road was rougher than she anticipated. Sungmin prayed that they would be safe.
Almost as soon as he finished praying they heard a loud sound. Sungmin had heard that before. It was a tire blowing up. Great.
Donghae and Sungmin went out to check the damage and saw that they had not one but two flat tires. Donghae sighed and looked at their outfits. “You're the wizard, can't you magically fix this?”
Do I look like I can?” he smirked.
I am sure you can handle it yourself.” Donghae teased him.
Your nose is growing.” Donghae laughed.
Let's just call someone to come and fetch us. I can't risk trying to fix this without professional help.” he saw that there was no signal. “Darn it. Can you try your phone?” he asked.
Let's ask the girls. They have local phones.” Donghae looked inside the car and screamed.
Sungmin rushed to Donghae's side and felt like crying. There was no one in the car. He tried to dial his wife's number but realized he still didn't have a signal. He called out for Jans and Donghae felt his heart was being squeezed by a cold hand. He couldn't even call out for Nina. He felt like crying but if he did, he was sure Sungmin would panic. His wife was pregnant. So he had to bes strong for his friend too.
Mahal!” he called out for Nina. His voice was breaking. Sungmin looked at him and they had to laugh. He also called out the same word.
I need to change my pet name for her, huh?” Sungmin teased.
I'll do it. You got married first.” they tried to laugh off their fear when Donghae heard Nina scream then Jans' “Oh my god!” reached their ears.
They looked around but couldn't see their beloveds. Donghae sniffed hard to try to stop his tears. He was ran towards the darkness and tried to call out for Nina. Sungmin stopped him and dragged him back to the car. “Calm down, Hae!” Sungmin felt like crying too. His wife and his baby might be in danger but if they get caught too, by whatever it was got the girls, he won't be able to rescue them.
How can you calm down at a time like this!” Sounds of screaming pain flew up in the sky and the goosebumps were growing goosebumps. Sungmin heard a phone ring inside the car. He saw that Jans left her phone at the back seat. He saw that it was an unknown number.
Hello?” he was damn near to tears.
We have your women.” the eerie voice said on the other end. He could hear wailing at the background.
Where are you?” he tried to sound tough again. He needed to since Donghae was damn near to passing out in fear.
Take the marked foot path. We'll see you underground.” the voice was that of a witch woman now.
What marked foot path?” he was confused.
Near the cliff, the is a marker, a tombstone. You will see it and know it's the right one when you see it.” the call ended and Sungmin wanted to scream in frustration. He took the phone and tried to check the nearby cliff. There was a fence to prevent cars from falling and there were fences to prevent people from falling in accidentally. He saw an odd tombstone that was near a metal gate. It read Here Lies The Path. There was skull on it and the thing had glowing red eyes. Donghae didn't want to go down without any help but it was getting colder and creepier by the minute. Sungmin wanted to be with Jans and protect her in case there were graver threats down there.
Nina needs you. Man up.” Sungmin was now Donghae's senior in life. Donghae had admired how a few months of being a husband has changed the way Sungmin was. He used to tease his friend for being such a aegyo master. But at times like this, Sungmin had more balls than he did.
Donghae puffed his chest but groaned when he saw that they had to walk at an earth path. As they walked down the path actually had glow in the dark skills, spiders and pumpkins. Sungmin had worn those things a lot. But he didn't like them in their scary forms.
When they got down at the bottom of the stairs, he saw that they were at the doorstop of a creepy old house. It looked Spanish and made out of stone. There was a woman standing at the door, not moving.
I am here for my wife. Where is she?” Sungmin said. The woman gestured to the door which moved on its own. Donghae wanted to pee.
The whole place was illuminated by random seemingly floating candles.
Sungmin walked into a group of immobile manequins. Some had elaborate life-like faces. All of them scary. Once Donghae and Sungmin got into the middle of the ballroom, the manequins started to move and close in on them. Donghae screamed, “I don't want to die before I get married!!!”
Sungmin said, “I want to be a father before I die!”
Yobo!” The lights went on and Jans was laughing with Nina onstage. The other SuJus were there in assorted costumes, of course they were laughing.
Kyuhun had the microphone, “Gotcha.” was all he said.
Sungmin didn't know whether to kill Kyuhun or grab his wife and go home. He went upstage and hugged her instead.
Donghae was not moving from the middle of the dance floor. He had a horried look on his face. Nina walked towads him and touched his face. “Sweetie, it's just a joke.”
Donghae seemed to snap out of his trance and grabbed hold of her in a fierce hug. “Don't ever do that again. I'd rather die than not be with you. Don't you ever do that again.” he let go of his tears and kissed her all over her face.
Nina smiled and held her Pinocchio.
Sungmin turned to his wife. “You thought this was going to be funny, didn't you?” he asked.
Jans put her index fingers together, pouted then did her own aegyo. “I'm sorry.” Sungmin sighed.
Just don't leave my side. I would kill all the creatures her if they try to take you from me.” Jans leg him hug her.
Did I mention that this place is really haunted?” Jans teased.
No more talking.” Sungmin kissed her.
The woman at the door looked at the couple and her eyes grew bloodier and the tears fell on her pale face. “Someday my lover will come home and I would be happy too. I would wait for him until the end of time.”