These are the series that I include from my Tumblr page:
-Sexy BTS
(scenes between reader x a member of BTS)
-BTS Short Imagines
(can be random stories that include either all the members, some of the members and sometimes the reader)
-BTS Personal...
A Poet & a Prince live in two separate worlds, only connected by a river flowing through an enchanted forest. They each go through their own form of struggle and pain, yet both finding solace in the serene forest and its river. One day, Jin finds a bottle floating down the river. In its confinement was a simple poem, written with flair and beauty. And as the day passes, the bottles keep coming, each carrying a different written poem. Without him realising, he falls in love with the faceless poet.
Or; a short soulmate/fantasy au where widowed Namjoon sends poems to his late wife, not knowing that it was being read by a Prince living in a whole other world.
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// Chapter 1 - A Sealed Poem //
"Mockingbird's Willow", "Lorewood Forest", "God's Sacred Sanctuary", "Noble Grove", "Gryph's Woodland" - many names have been given to it, stretching across centuries of ever-changing generations and eras and alternate worlds alike.
He calls, she calls. He says, she says. He saw, she saw. A forest? A haunted land? An enchanted woodland?
Not bound by the denomination forced upon it by mortal beings, the entity itself has thrived for milleniums, dating back to when Earth was created. The living force pulsating within every leaf flitting in the wind, every root growing in the soil, every flower blooming under the sun, was like a heartbeat. Its harmonious beating rhythm knits every flora and fauna together to weave a breathing soul.
There were those who believed in the mystifying aura of the forest, calling it hypnotic, sorcery, shamanism, enchantment. Deep down in their bones, they truly believed that something special happens within this woodland, entrapping you in its living energy the second you stepped foot inside. Religions were created even, praying to nameless Gods and featureless deities.
Then there were those who think it's utter bullshit, tutting and shaking their heads at the devotees who passed them, arms laden with offerings on their way to the woods. Scientifically and realistically, there was no way an enchanted forest existed. What would the trees do that was so magical? Do the branches engulf you in a big hug when you're sad? Does the river flowing through it shower you with fairy water? They'd mock and ridicule, scoffing at anyone who dared protested otherwise.
Regardless, the entity lives - awaiting the worthy beings that would be blessed with its inscrutable magic, in hopes to heal them.
