❝𝙒𝙚'𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚. 𝙒𝙚'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚.❞ ❧ status: ongoing ❧ poly!soulmate!bts x fem!reader ❧ major fluff ahead If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe, form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/user/-infinxtyy Thank you. ══════ ∘◦❁◦∘ ══════ ✿ #8 in 𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 11/30/20 ✿ ✿ #27 in 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘵 12/13/20 ✿ ✿ #752 in 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 01/03/21 ✿ ✿ #33 in 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬 01/09/21 ✿ ✿ #6 in 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘫𝘰𝘰𝘯 09/28/21 ✿ ✿ #14 in 𝘫𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯 09/26/21 ✿

2026 - BTS has just completed their long-awaited post-military world tour. The bittersweet news? The members are officially beginning their solo careers. It's not goodbye forever, but for now, they're walking individual paths. For Jungkook, that path is unclear. Burnt out, creatively lost, and craving silence, he escapes to a remote village to spend six months off-grid at a senior producer's countryside retreat - no cameras, no concerts, no pressure. Just him, his guitar, and hopefully, a sense of self. But rural Korea has other plans. Like three chaos-loving goats. And a neighbour who thinks ARMY might be an actual military unit. Kim Haru is the second child of devout, overprotective parents. She works at the local vet clinic, lives offline (mostly), and has never listened to K-pop - it's banned in her household. Still, thanks to her eccentric best friend and a few accidental viral moments, Haru's face is all over the internet... usually with a goat in the background. When the mysterious man next door catches her goat eating his underwear, Haru assumes the worst - serial killer, maybe American, definitely suspicious. What she doesn't know: He's a global superstar. And he has no idea how much this quiet girl in the oversized sunhat is about to change his life. ⸻

"I knocked on Heaven's door for two minutes," the boy said. "How is that not cool to you?" ***** Choi Sangwoo was just trying to make ends meet. Beaten and abused by his father, bullied at university, and insecure about his sexuality, his only escape was dance. What happens when someone posts a video of him dancing on Twitter and it goes viral? So viral that he gets an offer from BigHit Entertainment, the company responsible for the creation of the biggest boyband on the planet, BTS? Ended:

Jin ends up meeting a very straightforward fan at one of BTS's fan meetings, his heart falls in love but his brain gets delayed. She catches his eye immediately, not only because she's completely beautiful but because she's dead honest and extremely brave. The only problem is they're seven years apart in age. When they first met she was 17 and he was 24 when they meet again after a year she was eighteen turning nineteen and he was 25. Jin tried hard at first to ignore her (for that whole year in between) but she was just too persistent for his heart to take. How can Jin keep his personal life separate from his public image? He's not sure he can but the least he wants to do is try, especially for someone like her. (Kim Seok-jin x original character) (TXT x BTS) (Sixth Member of TXT) [AGE IS JUST A NUMBER FF]

Rule #1: Employees can't date head chefs. "Well you're a rule breaker, aren't you?" [romance/comedy/drama] highest ranking: #1 in bts #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in jeon #2 in jungkook #1 in jungkookie #1 in jungkookxreader #1 in jeonjungkook #7 in btsfanfic <3 <3 <3 completed - nov 15/21

"You're really sick you know. I can't imagine someone being as mean and selfish as you, 𝘒𝘪𝘮 𝘐𝘷𝘺." He says, as he finally let go of her. "Only if you had known my viewpoint, 𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬. Only if you knew." She barely whispers out as she struggles to hold in her tears that threaten to fall. ◔◕◖◗◕◔ Words aren't enough to delineate the hate she receives, yet this self made billionaire walks with her chin up and shoulders braced facing them all with her charms and sass. Until she meets him, whose words strike a chord in her dead heart as it stammers out its first beat in many years, just for him. Intertwine their fates, and spice up their hearts and souls. Changing what the world knows and revealing what they must have known. Viewpoints told, viewpoints untold, viewpoints misunderstood, viewpoints ignored. What does the future hold for them on mixing their past and present? ❝Fuck the stars. Let's write our own fate.❞ -𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓭- Highest Ranking: #5 in angst #24 in fanfiction #33 in bts #78 in army #89 in btsfanfic © kaakoi™ 2020 ᴘʟᴀɢɪᴀʀɪsᴍ ɪs ᴀ ᴄʀɪᴍᴇ.

"Can I?" "Can you what?" "Can I count your freckles?" - bts poly -

Ava's dream job drops into her lap without warning: ghostwriting an autobiography for a world-famous music group. Accepting means leaving everything behind and relocating to Seoul-but opportunities like this do not come twice. What she does not expect is how quickly dreams begin to bleed into reality. Professional lines blur. Attraction becomes impossible to ignore. And when proximity turns dangerous, Ava must decide how much of herself she is willing to risk for everything she has ever wanted. "There it is-the cause of my heart attack. He leans closer, a smirk on his lips, and I know I am already in trouble." Highest Rankings #8 Plus-size

The universe has designed soulmates- someone that completes you. But what happens when you don't have one but seven? And all you want to do is run in the opposite direction when you see them...

My name is Star Montgomery, and I have 7 soulmates. 'It rings a few times and then someone picks up. "Kim residence. Namjoon speaking." I hold my mouth open a bit. "Um, hi. A gentleman gave me this number to help with, and I quote 'heavy lifting'."' *THIS STORY CONTAIN A Polyamorous RELATIONSHIP. IF UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS DO NOT READ* This story will contain: Cursing (I'm pretty sure I use the F word a few times) Mentions of possible triggering things Sexual innuendos/ references Sexual content Intense moments A horrible sense of humor A polyamorous relationship between 7 men and 1 woman *I CANT STOP YOU FROM READING, HOWEVER THIS BOOK IS RATED MATURE FOR A REASON. I RECCOMEND 16+. THIS IS YOUR WARNING*