ParkJimin: oh my god Yoongi you have no idea its so beautiful I wish you could see it! MinSuga: I'm blind you piece of shit. ------------ In which Jimin finds a rude blind boy's Twitter and slides into his dms

"How do cats end a fight? They hiss and make up." In which Jimin accidentally texts the wrong number. -- T/W: strong language and lots of fluff

What if the whole world starts crazily shipping yoonmin because of that one little thing idiot Park Jimin did in an interview of BTS? Or, maybe it was Yoongi's fault. He, after all, was the one who kissed Jimin. On cam. And live. (NOTE: The fanfic is currently being edited, but you can still read it. There may be sudden changes. And some comment threads will disappear, but are still in the general comments section, no worries.) ► Now translated in various languages. Please check this link to see the list and links: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1cFJas7L4VpfjqF2J7tu1QoDmP0hRiauZBOn-cN6mvyI/edit?usp=sharing -------------- Hi guys! My first yoonmin fic so please beware XD. But I'll try my best, promise. ~~Weekly updates (or mabye twice or thrice a week?) ~Cover made by the lovely @BAEPSAE_KKAEBSONG_4 Lots of love sunshines! --P.O.M.E.

❝―i love a boy named yoongi, but yoongi doesn't love me back.❞ © lofangs [completed]

yoonmin; wrapped in a pink blanket at birth, she knew she was always meant to be wrapped in blue. *ALL CREDITS OF THE PLOTLINE GO TO THE CREATORS OF "BOY". NONE OF THE ORIGINAL STORYLINE IDEAS BELONG TO ME.*

❝ just smile for me baby. ❞ ❝ but, hey, isn't it sad that you were the one who wiped it off my face? ❞ ©aestheticallyjikook 2016ㅣcompleted

Josh Dun notices a new kid in his art class. Turns out he may be more complex than Josh ever imagined. ;[COMPLETED]; copyright 2019 jesse howard

"I'm straight! It's just that gay porn pays better."

For a boy, Josh didn't meet the general standards He wasn't your typical teenager Football? Party's? Girls? Nah Music, Netflix and Guys

He was so, so beautiful. And not in just the physical way. He was beautiful in what he was. Fire and smoke and tall things and candy and laughter and football games he didn't care about and music that he did and I will never be able to forget any of that, and I can't say that I ever want to. *** This story will contain upsetting thoughts and actions because of the fact that it's written from the view of a depressed human being. & i would edit this (considering it was written about two years back), but it's cool to leave things where they are. enjoy my older writing, dudes xx