Summary: Muses are hard to come by.

Pairing: Gri

Rating: PG-13

Genre: Angst

A/N: Every time I see Jiyong’s She’s Gone mv I think of Edward Scissorhands…the hair reminds me of Edward, lol. It’s weird and idk what I’m saying. And there’s a reason I don’t write in first person lol.

Kwon Jiyong is a musical genius. I know that, the whole world knows that, but Kwon Jiyong has lost his muse, not a single drop of ink to paper has been made, no flowing lyrics dropped from his brain like rain, no melodies blowing soft and slow behind his, now always, closed door. The dorm is eerily silent, has been for awhile, ever since I stopped loving Kwon Jiyong.

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Pairing: GTop
Rating: G
Genre: Crack (omg it’s not even funny /sob)
Summary: weave, hairclips, and dragonflies.
A/N: Based off an rp (role-play) I had with someone. 1st in the Of __ series.

Off, on, off, on, his thumb kept flicking over his phone’s power button. Seunghyun should have called, at the very least, texted him by now. He hated waiting. He knew Seunghyun wasn’t necessarily punctual but it had been an hour already. With a sigh he shoved his phone into his pocket; he wouldn’t be the one to text first or wait like a fucking teenager for his message. Jiyong had no idea why he was getting so upset about it anyway.

It wasn’t like they hadn’t ever fought before they often got into little spats whenever Seunghyun or he got more than a little drunk. But this time it wasn’t his fault, although more often than not it was, Seunghyun had gotten trashed, unusual since he was known for, and could, hold his liquor, and had just been a fucking idiot the whole night. Even thinking about it now pissed him off, at the club Seunghyun had been all over everyone, his drunken sloppy hands grabbing at girls and guys and just everything with two legs.

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Disclaimer: Daesung/Taeyang one shot.Has adult concepts so if your not comfortable with that don’t read this. 
A/N:Taken from a prompt by ymo1157. Hope you like it!  Prompt~ Point of Breaking

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“Don’t you dare walk away from this… from me.” Daesung flinched at the burning anger in Taeyang’s voice. But he couldn’t turn around; if he did he would break. And Kang Daesung didn’t break, didn’t show his emotions, and didn’t let his secrets go. Even the people he cared for the most, his members —his brothers, couldn’t break the wall he had built around himself. That was who he was. He was the smiling angel of Bigbang, he was the jokester, the one everyone looked to, to brighten their day. But how could he brighten their lives when he couldn’t even lighten his?

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Summary: We all have habits, good and bad. It’s the ones that are bad that destroy us.
Disclaimer:Just trying out a GRi oneshot. It’s kind of depressing so if you don’t like it sorry.
A/N:Taken from a prompt by ymo1157. Hope you like it! Prompt ~ Habits

Jiyong took a long drag from his cigarette and sighed. How did he let it get this far. He understood the consequences of his actions but knowing them didn’t make the ache in his chest any better. He pulled the cigarette up to take another drag only to notice it had slowly burned down to a small stub. He flicked it to the ground and crushed it beneath his boot suddenly angry. Why should he have to deal with this crap? He was G-to the fricken- dragon; leader of Bigbang, one of Korea’s music prodigies, and one hell of a dresser.

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