my analysis of Arbitrage, a kaisoo fanfic by fumerie. If anyone has not yet read the monstrosity that is Arbitrage please go and read it NOW. After you have. arbitrage, fumerie akiirameta. kaisoo fanfic rec – graphics. arbitrage // anterograde tomorrow // what a beautiful mess this is // waxing & waning: two moons. also message me if you’re interested in a chinese translation. I only finished transla | Tags: kaisoo livejournal analysis mindblown arbitrage.
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His heartbeat pound loud in his chest.
Why the hell are you here? Sign in anonymously Don’t add me to the active users list. Sign In Need an account? Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: What arbirtage you done! To find out more, including kaislo to control cookies, see here: That first night we met, after the race. First of all, if you have not read the story yet, please do, and then come back to read this review.
Kyungsoo stares as the Jaguar speeds down a skyway and swerves right off the wrong side of a curve, throwing itself headfirst down against the asphalt below with a sickening crash.
Pretty much the year-end award show of the race scene around here, maximum five cars per crew. Track B, new recruit of a race crew called EXO.
He’s good, but teamwork is hard when kaixoo one ever knows where he is. In the next beat, he lets himself slam against the Jaguar. He falls asleep on Kyungsoo’s ugly mustard couch sometime after. Some car honks loudly as it swerves past them, millimetres away from collision.
Not quite a good idea sometimes.
Weighing pros and cons and calculating in composite risk. Kyungsoo sits there in his car and waits until the first rays of sunshine light up the city’s skyline, but no one walks away from the metal wreckage – all that remains of the silver Jaguar. Feel free to suggest any popular ones.
Allow me to further explain to you the idea of branching universes, because it is relevant. They eat on the ugly mustard couch instead of the kitchen table. I dumbed it down and flattened it out considerably because I suffer from Kyungsoo syndrome and I absolutely needed to have it articulated.
That is all I kalsoo to say for now.
It’s just that no one wants to talk about it. By the way, he’s M team’s ace card. It crashes to the ground upside-down, flipping a few more rounds, before finally slumping down in a broken wreck, strewing glass and petrol in its wake.
Shortie, keep the hell out of his way! Chanyeol and Baekhyun are sitting on top of it, Chanyeol crunching loudly on a handful of bbq-flavoured chips while Baekhyun surreptitiously steals his chips from the bag every five seconds. Maybe it was only me who was confused.
It was some crazy car-for-car double bet during a race a while ago. The white Skyline speeds ahead the Mercedes and Arbktrage Audi in the next few seconds, the car a white blur of a ghost on kaosoo dark road. It isn’t a race, not when both Kai and he are on the same wavelength, soaring down the empty stretch of the road staring into each other’s eyes as if they’re about to do some kind of suicide dive off a cliff together.
These fanfic along with Anterograde tomorrow are my fav. If he could just arbitrwge past the tug-o-war between the Jaguar and the Skyline He has an eye for these things. I still don’t arbutrage why you don’t just use your old Genesis for this though.
Therefore it is up to the reader to interpret whether or not this fourth Kyungsoo is ever able to save Kai. Money as a measurement of one’s worth. He has to take a few deep breaths, trying to decide where he is.