dangermousie: (Faith OTP by vierran45)
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I bring you more!

The awesome [livejournal.com profile] craxycat_76 has two Choi Young/Eun Soo fics - Desperation and Lingering.

The equally awesome [livejournal.com profile] rockharlequin has just finished her four-part CY/ES fic. Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4.

And last, but not least, a super-cool Anon left me some deliciously NC-17 CY/ES fic here.

Happy reading! I am off to watch this week's Arang and the Magistrate. Spoil me and I will sic Gi Chul on you.

Date: 2012-10-06 03:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scottishlass.livejournal.com
And you can add this little fic as well Imja

Date: 2012-10-06 09:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dangermousie.livejournal.com
Just read it and I am in love!

Date: 2012-10-06 10:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scottishlass.livejournal.com
Thank you :) *squee*

Date: 2012-10-06 01:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nvr2muchcoffee.livejournal.com
Thanks so much for the links! It takes a special story to make me interested in reading fanfic. The old 90's TV show Forever Knight was the first show to make me crave fanfic, mostly because of the ending where everyone freakin' dies. Inuyasha became my second fanfic obsession, and I'll still read it if it's a good story. But now, Faith is joining the group. Maybe it's because I fear our OTP won't get their happy ever after, I dunno, but whatever the reason I can't get enough fanfic. So thanks again!

Date: 2012-10-06 09:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dangermousie.livejournal.com
Yeah, I don't read fanfic for everything I like but for some reason, I cannot get enough of Faith fanfic.

Date: 2012-10-09 09:06 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Hi. I wanted to send you this fanfic for Faith as well. It is not juicy, as I do not know how to write steamy scenes, although I wish I could. But I was in too much angst about epi 18 and needed to get a break for our couple. Hope you like it and can share with others. By the way, thanks for your own writing and links to others. This is my first time ever, so enjoy. PS: The format does not allow me to post everything together. So I will have to send the actual story in the next comment. It's called "A Moment"

Date: 2012-10-10 12:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dangermousie.livejournal.com
Thank you! I will definitely rec it (and read it, once I fiinish ep 18 :P)

Date: 2012-10-10 12:36 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Thanks, let me know what you think. I think I have gone crazy over Faith!

Date: 2012-10-10 11:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dangermousie.livejournal.com
This was amazing! I loved it!

Date: 2012-10-11 01:57 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Thanks. It's nice to share. So how does it work? Can others read it as well? I do not have anything like a live journal or a web page. I got so inspired by our OTP that I even wrote two or three more. I would like to share them, too, if you want.
I was reading what other people writer, everyone is creating opportunities for them to be together. It's too painful to watch how much they love each other, but can never just be together for a change!

Date: 2012-10-11 01:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dangermousie.livejournal.com
Yes, anyone can read as the comment is unscreened.

I am going to make another Faith fic rec post tomorrow and link directly to it so people can find it :)

Date: 2012-10-11 06:05 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Thanks. Here is another one. This has a bit of NC-17 at the end. I just could not believe that her confession he pretended nothing occurred.
I hope you and others will enjoy it.

Date: 2012-10-09 09:07 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)


All he was able to think about was her eyes, her sad, full of care and worry eyes. They haunted him day and night and he could not shake the feeling of longing that she had when she looked at him.
“ Imja, she could not possibly…. I know, she should not. I know, she could not love me, she could not possibly want me to love her back, because…. That means she would not leave. I know she has to leave, and she does, too. What she said then in Heavens language, I did not understand, but I understood her eyes. All I could hear that we would part at the end, part for eternity and nothing ever will change that after she steps through the heaven’s door. And then when she cried and asked to like me and begged me to let her stay… and forget? !!
I should have a clear head; I need to erase what she said to make sure I could protect her. What do I do? What can I do? Am I even allowed to hold her and love her and kiss her and not let go because it hurts me so much just to think about it? And the scariest thing is I can feel that it hurts her, too. Is not it the right thing to do – to take her pain, her fear away, to make her feel loved and secure just for a moment? If we could only have this moment together, then what happens after does not matter. Doesn’t it? “
He was watching her sleep, unsettled, crying quietly. He gently touched her hand and her fingers responded, securely wrapping around his palm, not letting go. He was startled. He was afraid to move any more.
Imja, are you asleep? - He asked in whisper, hoping she would not answer and he could continue sitting just holding her hand till she wakes up in the morning, the warm hand he loved so much.
She whispered back, not opening her eyes, as if dreaming: “ I’m here, I’m with you”
He looked upon her face; a tear ran down her chick. He just reacted, in an instinctual impulse.
And as if the time slowed with every breath, not fully aware of what he was doing, he put lips where her tear has fallen a second ago. It was warm, salty and oh so so dear to his heart. Once his lips touched her chick, he felt the electrical current run through him, burning. It was the first time in his life when it happened with his KI, when he could not stop it or control it. Choi Young, who used to take pride in managing his feelings, not letting them take over, was not in control any longer. He knew he would not stop or even should not stop.
His lips continued moving down to her neck, he was covering her with kisses; he was engulfed by the experience of feeling her softness and smelling her skin… She continued to hold his hand and lifted her head.
“You are burning. Look at me”
He stopped. Nothing could have stopped him in this world, but her voice. He looked up to her, breathing so heavily, feverish, and almost fainting from the force within him. She simply moved an inch closer, finding his lips with her own. That’s all. That was all that needed to calm down the storm, to balance his KI. His body relaxed in relief. He allowed her to kiss him and just be in the moment. This moment is all they had, anyway.
They kissed each other in a way that felt so natural, so familiar, as if they had done it many times before. It was comforting to feel her calm and steady passion pass through him with each breath and move. No one knows how long this lasted. They both faded into each other and felt each other, each trying to memorize and hold the memories forever. There was no longer any reservation.
When Choi Young woke up, he was confused for a split second: she was next to him, her hair on his cheek, he was holding her and - it was not a dream.
Imja, Sarane. He whispered. She smiled a bright relaxed smile, with her eyes closed.
Now they had to survive to live and be together, but this was one thing General Choi Young was good at. Especially with the Yuan nation now after the High Doctor, this night will help them through. They are partners and they can do it together.

Date: 2012-10-11 06:12 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I had to split it into parts, because post does not allow so many characters

Part I

After Choi Young left, Eun Soo approached the Queen: ”Do you think you can do me a favor? I know that King is a great painter. Would he draw some portraits for me?..”
King smiled, after hearing the request from the Queen: “How am I supposed to have him sit for a portrait? Should I lie that it is for a new mural commemorating Wudalchi? I’ll find a way.”

Later on that evening Eun Soo received a boxed package from lady Choi. When she opened it, there it was – her love, looking at her: smiling, serious, stoic; a few different images, but all capturing various sides of him. The king had a talent, and it was definitely not being used properly. He could make good money just drawing portraits or selling his paintings. Eun Soo laughed. She carefully folded precious paintings, putting them inside her garments. Choi Young walked in just as she finished. She blushed and looked embarrassed, but he did not notice, as it was not very bright inside the room. The sun was setting and it was time to light candles.

- Imja, ani, Eun Soo-ya. De ga…
He was stumbling. She looked at him with eyes wide open.
- I need to tell you something. I do not know how do to it. I am not sure if it is done at all. I do not have any experience with words as such and …

Her face expressed confusion, but she was patient. She looked at him lovingly, as always. She just liked that he was not mad with her for a change or was scolding her, he was just here, next to her, talking. That’s all. That is probably all she can have or wish for here in Gureyo. If she was in Seoul, they would go out for a night of dancing, eating and drinking, having fun and making out. There would not be a care in the world and then they could go back to her place and… She came back to her senses.

He said “your body”.
She asked “What?”

He said that he did not want any other man to ever touch or even imply that he can touch her body.
She thought that it did not make sense. Why talk like that, unless he was jealous or possessive, but of whom, and why bring it up now?

- I do not understand. Why are you talking about it? Did somebody said something about me because of our kiss? Did I put you in a bad position? Am I considered the kind of woman that ….
He did not let her finish.
- I think about you this way. I think about you and your body, you are the woman I love. Please be with me. Please be by my side. You can like me any way you want, I’ll give you all of me, body, heart and soul, for all the days we have left together. I accept your proposal. That’s it.

He could not lie and say he will forget. But he hoped that at least by stating this, it would allow them to be closer in every way.
Eun Soo was at loss for words for the first time.

He was close to her, not invading her space, but close enough that there was tension between them. She was not sure how to react to such honest and direct statement. She asked and received his answer. However, she did not expect him to stir up such confusion in her. She was fully prepared just to love him in sacrifice, to make sure he is safe. She never dared to be greedy for more.
She did not want to think of him that way, because then she would be just a woman, and he would be just a man. And then all the importance of his existence in his world in his time would be pushed aside.

Date: 2012-10-11 06:16 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Part II

He asked: “Can I touch you?" She blinked in agreement, but did not speak or had the courage to raise her eyes. He put his sword down and locked the door. It was pretty dark already and she could not see his face well, but the light and shadow play from the candle accentuated his features. He was a handsome young and powerful man she wanted.

He touched her hair lovingly, brushing it off her face. He then gently kissed her forehead and held her arms close to his chest; she could feel his heart beating fast and steady. He then took one of her hands and pressed them against his eyes, allowing its warmth to sink in and giving him a rest for minute from everything. She pulled back. He did not let go, instead he kissed her fingers, one at a time, turned her palm up and kissed it too, gentle, light touches of slightly moist lips. He did not know he could kiss like that. But apparently, he could. Eun Soo did not pull away this time. He looked at her and asked if she would allow him to take the upper layer of her clothes off. He quickly remarked he did not want to be disrespectful, he just wanted a chance to… He could not explain exactly what he meant.
She smiled calmly in agreement.
He loosened up a wide sachet holding it together and she rose from the chair with her upper layer robe, opening up. Suddenly papers she was hiding underneath fell on the floor. He was quicker than her to pick them up. He gasped in surprise when he saw the drawings, bringing papers closer to light.

- Is it me? Why? What is going on?

She simply stated: “I could not live without seeing your face every day. That would be too much for me. If I cannot touch you or at least look at you, I could not survive in my world. ” It felt liberating to be so honest with herself, and with him, while looking at him directly.

They were both quiet. Their eyes connected, their feelings are in sync.
Then he said: “That’s why I want to see you, too. And you can see me, all of me, if that is what you like.”
That was strange to talk about such things for him. It was also strange for her. But somehow, for both of them together it made sense.

She nodded. He stepped back and started slowly taking off his upper garments, shirtless, he finally looked at her. She was just absorbing it all with her eyes.

She asked tentatively: “Can I touch you?”

He came closer. He looked like a young boy, not a weathered warrior, shy and exposed like that, with desire and hope in his eyes, and completely at her mercy. He would never overstep the bounds, they both knew. She also realized it was up to her how far this would go.

Date: 2012-10-11 06:21 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Part III

She touched his bare chest, running finger down to his abs, tracing old scars, stopping at the scar that was caused by her stab. “It healed well”, she mentioned. She ran her hands up along his strong warrior arms, his shoulders, “So beautiful” she thought to herself. She cradled his face in her hands and looked deeply into his eyes. He took the band off his hair, and their black silkiness fell cascading onto her fingers. “If we are not married, can we be together like that?” – she asked. “I remember reading that General Choi Young wife’s last name was Yoo. Could it be me?”, it occurred to her.

He plainly asked: “Could it be? Because then we can rightfully spend all the time together without anyone ever trying to stop us. “
“Maybe later, not tonight, let’s talk about it later”, she said.
” As you wish”, he answered quietly and seriously.

She looked at him again and asked: “Can you hold me close, please?” He embraced her in a hug, tender and not sexual, but he was almost naked and she was so close. All of a sudden he lifted her up in his arms and she curled up next to his chest, with her head resting right next to his heart. “Is it better?” he asked. She turned to him: “Take me to bed, please”.
He carried her carefully, as if she was made out of the most fragile substance in the universe and placed her on her bed. She sat up, with her legs down the side of the bed.

- In my world, a man helps a woman take her clothes off before they make love.

He of course, did not understand half of the words she used. He echoed: “clothes off, making love. What is it?”
She laughed. It was not anything she could ever have imagined. He was like oh so sexy, but a clueless boy, and she enjoyed his innocence. She was grateful that such an amazing man would want to be with her and she wanted to give him the kind of memory that would be worthy of his trust and confession.

She took his hands and directed them toward her tunics, helping him to move fabric off her shoulders. He understood without any further explanation. He took care not to be rough and it probably required all of his self control to do so. He stopped at the last layer, not daring to proceed.

“It’s OK”, she said, softly. “I want to.”

And then he took it off and lifted her in his arms and held her as close as humanly possible without crushing all of her bones. All of his fantasies were nothing compared to reality. He felt passion, but he wanted to slow down and savor every second. He wanted to see her, to absorb her as a part of his being, to saturate his every cell with her! She was a little cold, he thought as she was trembling in his arms, so he put her down and looked over her whole body. There was just one last small thin undergarment on and it was triangular, covering her lower body, just below stomach. He would never touch that, ever…

She pulled him closer and… untied his pants, which slid down. He was embarrassed. He did not know why, but he was. She asked him if he was OK.

“I never… I … I’m sorry”.

“Don’t be. I love you.” She said.

He never heard those words from her lips. They made him feel welcomed and happy and he forgot about his exposed body and that they were both naked. He just laid next to her and then moved both of them underneath the blanket so that she is not cold. After her poisoning, he was scared to ever feel her being cold.

Date: 2012-10-11 06:23 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Part IV

And then, she said: “Making love means…”

And kisses flooded everywhere, passionately, hurriedly as if she was rushed for time. It was so different from before, that he gasped, needing air, and could barely respond to the wonderful and powerful feelings evoked in his body. He did not want her to stop, but felt the urge to respond and needed to do something to express what he felt. Young turned toward her and showered her with kisses as well. Once he reached the thin triangle on her body, he just instinctively moved it off her. It was the last barrier that separated their completeness from each other. Everything else just happened naturally. She kissed his hair and his eyes and he felt that in a few moments they could be joined as one. She moved and pushed herself toward him, and he felt being inside her. It was a surprise and he did not want to hurt her, but this was already happening as if on its own. Her eyes gave him love and encouragement and not even once she looked hurt or scared or regretful. He knew then what “making love” meant.

Thanks in advance. The parts are rather arbitrary, but I had to divide due to format. If it is possible to put them all together, then reading will make more sense.

Date: 2012-10-12 06:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scottishlass.livejournal.com
Thank you :) Aww this is how I wanted to write it but couldn't ... THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU :)

Date: 2012-10-12 03:27 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
You are very welcome:) I was just dying to for them to be together. With all the hugs and a kiss, they are already very intimate with each other. But they are also so tentative. So I gave them a push. I thought that CY would be shy because for him, especially the time he comes from it would be a very difference experience.
After reading preview of epi 19, I'm even more worried that they would not have any type of happy ending. I wrote up like three pages to console myself with Eun Soo coming back to him and them living happily ever after. I keep rereading it to calm myself down. By the way, I read your posts. I really liked IMJA. It was so organic and totally made sense. I just hope more people can read and share so that everybody gets to see another more happy options for them.

Date: 2012-10-12 03:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scottishlass.livejournal.com
Oh I hope you will be posting it somewhere (here? or at your own blog?). Do you have a blog or page? I like your writing style.

And happily ever after is a MUST for these two, otherwise I'm totally heart broken.

Date: 2012-10-12 07:56 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I do not have my own blog. I only started writing because of Faith and I'm not much of a blogger, anyway. I do not know how and where to post it. Maybe you can help?

Date: 2012-10-13 12:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scottishlass.livejournal.com
A friend of mine has a livejournal where she only posts her fan fiction and original fiction and doesn't blog about her life at all.
And livejournal is free and you can easily set up an account and you could that lj as your writing hub. ppl can go there, read your stuff and also leave comments or send you a mail/private message.

Date: 2012-10-15 09:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lb-klove.livejournal.com
Thanks for suggestion. I finally got around to it and opened up an account with LJ. I will post a few things. I'm not sure how to let others to know about it and how they will look for it to read. But I can leave a link.

Date: 2012-10-15 09:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] scottishlass.livejournal.com
As long as you do not friends lock your journal anyone can read it who has the link :) On my way there now :)

Date: 2012-10-15 09:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dangermousie.livejournal.com
Yay! If you post fic, I will totally rec it in my lj.

Date: 2012-10-16 12:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lb-klove.livejournal.com
Great. I added a few things.


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