​"He caught her ghost in a photograph. Now, he's haunted by the real thing." ​Kim Taehyung is a man who sees the world in frames and apertures. To the public, he is the untouchable genius of the lens; to himself, he is an artist who has run dry. Until the rain at Sindang Station changed everything. ​One shot. One blurred, hauntingly beautiful silhouette. One viral post that set the world on fire. ​Now, Taehyung is obsessed with finding her-his "Subway Muse." He doesn't realize that his muse is currently sitting at a desk outside his office, cursing his name while she organizes his messy files. ​[Y/N] has no interest in being anyone's masterpiece. She's just trying to survive her internship and keep her head down. But as Taehyung's search intensifies, the distance between the girl in the photo and the girl in his office begins to vanish. ​In the world of art, the truth is always revealed in the light. But what happens when the developer hits the paper and Taehyung realizes his muse has been right there all along? ​The Muse | "You're looking for a fantasy, Mr. Kim. Maybe you should try looking at what's actually in front of you." A story of secrets, shadows, and the lens that captured them both. ✨ Office AU ✨ Slow Burn ✨ Secret Identity

"Look, I don't care. You can't trust people, and we need to protect what's ours, okay? So do us all a favor and take off those rose-colored glasses." Hoseok huffs, standing from the log and staring into the now smoldering fire. "You're one to talk," he mutters. "As if we don't know where you go every night." Jeongguk blinks in surprise. "Wh-what?" But Hoseok is already on his way to his cabin for the night, and whatever he mumbles, it's unintelligible. --- or, a story about an alpha who disappears at night. bts jungkook x female reader werewolf au cottagecore au 90% fluff and 10% angst

"Darling, I will bring the very heavens at your feet if you wish for it." A tattoo of a flower appears on one's arm when they turn 21 years old, the closest flower that represents their soulmate. Black roses appear on Lily's arm. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉... A twisted fairytale where the girl falls for the misunderstood villain. Started: 13 April 2022 Completed: 24 June 2023

Danny Gonzales moves in with his best friend and secret crush Drew gooden after his gf died in afganistan going to war and then one night drew gets drunk and then....find out!!!

k.nj♡ ' 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 '

I leaned into his body, holding onto him all scared he'd run away, but his body had softened around mine. "Are you okay?" He whispered, hand gently smoothing against my lower back. "Mhm," I replied, eyes dragging down to the fault lines of his stomach and I reached out, fingers brushing softly against the hard scars etched into his abs. I let out a small broken breath upon feeling the way his skin reacted to my fingers. "Jungkook," I bit my bottom lip, emotion racking through me as I continued to trace his scars. They weren't small. Some were thin and pale like faded scratches. Others were thicker, uneven lines that cut across his skin like lightning cracks through glass. My fingers moved slowly over them, careful, afraid they might reopen if I pressed too hard. "I don't like these, it breaks my heart." I admitted. He stayed silent, closing his eyes shut carefully like he was bracing himself. "Don't look at them," he said. "They don't matter." ・・・・・ ... 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍 ׂ ׂ╰┈➤ You didn't know much about his existence until you got assigned together for a final Senior year project. Midnight, the boy who walks around with bruises and a mind too far gone to be polite. Or rather, Jeon Jungkook, the boy you found yourself doing anything to heal. Jeon Jungkook, the boy who crushed on you since the seventh grade and yet, he can't see himself having a strong enough future to be breathing in a year's pass although you insist it's time to runaway with him and leave every single problem behind. 🩹 |Dr*g addict Jungkook x Fem! Reader| [FIRST PERSON POV] Warnings: HEAVY ANGST(happy ending), HeAvy slow burn, trauma, physical harm caused by self and/or others, smut, language, violence, underage drinking, suicide attempts, DRUG CONSUMPTION , stupid fathers. Word count : 152k

"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and red... Is the color of my bleeding conscience. As I don't want to let him down, I kept those answers to myself. And all I said was "You want me to start using other colors too?" "As much as I want you to start opening your heart, to the fact that you have many other people who loves you and cares about you, and that it's not only me." I froze as I am not able to give him an answer to that. I hate lying. But I hated disappointing him even more. started: 08/08/15 completed: 23/06/17

there is no stopping when it comes to god © parhkers / 2020 ITADORI YUUJI / READER . COMPLETED (✓)

[COMPLETED.] what happens behind the curtains stays behind the curtains.

★ In which a curious mechanic sneaks into an illegal racing club, only to be caught by their #1 driver. ★ 「 ROMCOM • DRAMA • ACTION 」 - SET IN WESTSIDE L.A, 2006. 🏁 #1 in Jeonjungkook, Beyondthescenes & many more. Love you Gatti girlies 💚🖤 ⚠️ ALL RACES ARE WELCOME HERE, JUST DON'T USE THE N-WORD IF YOU'RE NOT BLACK. DO NOT PLAGIARIZE, RENOVATE, ADAPT OR SPOIL! ⚠️ © -kimtaesan ☆