bangtan feat. little space (+ kiddies) ☆ requests; closed reached 1M reads: 30/10/2019💕

You, a fan, are dead and haunt BTS. Being involved in an accidental hit-and-run by the boys' tour bus on your birthday wasn't how you planned on dying. But it happened. A confused ghost you were, failing to find its place, you did what you could do and followed them back. You don't know why, but you targeted your bias, Yoongi, the most in your trails. Seeking playful revenge, all hit the fan the minute you realize that you aren't invisible to one member... Park Jimin can very much see you.

"Y-You just kissed me!" Namjoon yelled in shock, dropping his coffee as well. "S-Sorry, I can't help it." Jin said covering his face with his sweater. basorexia (n.) the overwhelming desire to kiss Started : 12/22/17 Finished : - #881 in namjin - 08/15/18 #737 in namjin - 08/18/18 #656 in namjin - 08/21/18 a namjin fanfiction ⓒ KimJoon13

What if BTS had an 8th member?... and what if that member was a girl? All she ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being, not just with her hands but with her heart. But not even RaeJae knew of this until she met Seven new boys. Seven new boys who showed her the world in color, And perhaps even saved her from herself.

Everything she ever wanted was right here with him, in his perfect little world. Cover by chimchimicorn

collections of short changlix texts

What happens when your good rich child good friend makes a promise but he moves away. 10years later you meet again but he doesn't remember you and became colder towards you. But came back with a surprise that you've never expected from him! READ MORE TO FIND OUT

"Why are you holding my hand?" - Felix develops a little crush on this guy named Changbin...

My whole life I was always told to stay away from the 7 boys who were apparent fallen Angels. According to my father, an ancestor of our family made a deal with the devil in exchange for 7 pure souls which ended up being a grave mistake. Linked through our families DNA the 7 boys are only visible to our eyes, rendering them utterly invisible to the rest of the world. I call bullshït.