For years as a sculptor, you felt detached from your own work - unable to title them, describe them, name the most basic emotions that artists should be in tune with. A chance encounter with a man one winter night finds you in a journey of finding your own meaning. And as you slowly discover what it means to create and to feel, you find out that this might also be what pulls both of you far apart. || An Indigo-inspired story. -- namjoon x (f.) reader -- genre/tags: idolverse (no explicit mentions of BTS), canon compliant, strangers au; angst, smut -- warnings: foul language, inexplicit smut (making out, non-descriptive penetrative sex) (18+)

[✔]Yoongi has been in the police force for long enough to know that the system isn't perfect, so when an injustice is about to put his protégé in jail, he has no other choice but to go to you. You're the devil, but you're hard to resist, and he needs to decide between falling into temptation or showing you that two can play the game. Updates daily!

They're Demi-Gods of The Dream Kingdom and a divine soul has been promised to The Dream for eons, finally an eternal companion for one of them to enjoy. As Fate would have it, you're the chosen one. The problem? There are four of them and only one of you. You're the first oblation to The Dream Kingdom, the first spoil of a long and lonely wait. So, who gets you? The Strings of Fate are being pulled and your dreams and full of beautiful, intangible things.

With your graduation in jeopardy over a failing grade, Min Yoongi gets thrust into your world as a beacon of redemption. However, he delights in playing games and you just so happen to be the next court he aims to conquer.

in which life for you and your best friend Namjoon doesn't go to plan. ❁ short story | short chapters ❁ fluff, angst, smut, bffs to lovers ❁ completed 09.07.2023 ©️ bangtanbagels ~ 2023

You grew up hearing whimsical tales and ballads of magic and the hauntingly beautiful fae from your late grandpa. In an effort to feel closer to him and experience the joy he so often spoke of, you take a spur-of-the-moment trip to Scotland to partake in Beltane- a festival that took center stage in many of his stories. But, in a shower of yellow flower petals, you find yourself getting far closer to your grandpa's stories than you ever thought possible.

Together forever- a promise. I'll never leave you- a guarantee. Like a moth to the flame, you were drawn in from the moment you laid eyes on Jung Hoseok. Clouds of smoke and ash billowed around him, dark smudges on his cheeks and a wild, manic grin on his face. You had just finished emptying out the safe in the back office when some psycho threw a molotov through the front window of the convenience store. As you scrambled through the window you used to enter, you made the snap decision to run after the asshole. Little did you know you'd catch fire in an instant and burn hotter than hell. But, you're not the only thing burning. When a job goes sideways, you both vow to make the world burn...starting with the asshole that's betrayed you. He wants to play with fire; so you'll see to it that he burns.

"...Dark red smears cover the face, thick congealed tendrils of blood and saliva hang down dripping onto your cheeks. The figure inhales deeply and it feels like your whole body is on fire, your eyesight flashes a blinding white. The pain is overwhelming, your mind hurtles toward darkness. A moment more and then it comes; sweet, bliss-filled, darkness." Follow along as you unlock the mysteries behind the Bangtan Corporation. Little do you know, your soul rests in the hands of seven strangers. This is book 1 of my Souls of Seoul series. Don't forget to check out book 2, Souls of Seoul: The Rise and Fall, I post a new chapter every 2ish weeks or so. ***Currently in the process of giving this fic an overhaul. As my writing voice has developed over the last year, I'm wanting to give this a bit more of my current style. No major plot points or details are changing, just small structural things and grammar 💜***

It's like clockwork; you receive the same online order every weekday morning at eight o'clock: large decaf iced Americano, picked up promptly shortly after. His face has become familiar, as a part of your routine as the hiss of the espresso machine. Until, one day, that routine takes an unexpected turn, and you find yourself getting familiar with more than just his face.

You have known your best friend for as long as you could remember. So many years that you have kept your feelings to yourself, but that was going to end. You were ready to tell him exactly how you felt, until you noticed that he wasn't spending as much time with you. Min Yoongi X Reader Story will be a one shot