in which Jeongguk has to share his hospital room with another 18 year old, who isn't quite fond of having anyone near him. "This is my fifth pill and my head is still hurting like shit." he growled, hands clutching to his head, feeling like it was about to explode. "Maybe it's because you are a fucking pussy." Top!Taehyung Bottom!Jungkook ♡cover by @onelasttae♡ ► no translations 💫100819 - 280919 ; [short story] ©fairykoo

in which Jeongguk has to work with a fellow dancer who's guts he just happens to hate. "I just don't like your damn attitude, Taehyung." he tried to stay unbothered, not making eye contact as the older one pinned him to the ground. "You do, Jeon? You know i could just look at you and you'd melt in my arms." Top!Taehyung Bottom!Jungkook ♡cover by @peachkoo♡ ► no translations 💫090319 - 290919 ; ©fairykoo

Two boys in the 1980s from conservative families shouldn't be falling in love, especially when being homosexual is still considered a disease. But as sinful as it is, sometimes even the most wrongful of things are worth fighting for. a taekook fanfiction. inspired by boy erased & the miseducating of cameron post HIGHEST RANKING: kookv #1

What could possibly be worse than getting kidnapped by a crew of pirates? The zombie apocalypse to happen on board, of course. flirtaecious © 2018

"If I must continue writing these, I need to know more about him. Tell me everything you love about Taehyung, and I'll write it down." ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ In which Jeon Jungkook, a florist, is paid to write love notes for the bouquets a man sends to his boyfriend. And Kim Taehyung falls in love all over again every time he reads them. ©kooksiepop COVER: @christaenity.

a scapegoat and her knight. kth © 𝓱𝔀𝓪𝓵

"-Hello listeners.. this is your late night host, MC Gloss. It is currently eighty seven degrees out today and I'm on my fifth cup of double shot espresso so let's start the beats, and Welcome.. to Bangtan-" Jimin was in love. He was in love with the sweet, gravelly, deep, Daegu sound of the broadcaster's voice. He was in love with the way that it would go on and on about the latest music he'd found. He was in love, and he didn't even know who the guy really was. Start: 6/11/17 End:

Do you think you control your own fate? [Open fanfic inspired by the BTS Music Videos "Run", "Awake", and "Epiphany".]

Formerly titled Butterfly ~~~ When former reporter Melody Tsushima was sentenced to twenty months in prison, she hadn't expected to be sent to Versailles. Cooking soups and planting daffodils, after all, was strange. But all par for the course at the so-called "Palace at Versailles," an old mansion equal parts prison and psychiatric ward for incarcerated young adults. And Melody certainly hadn't expected her own special assignment: to write the stories of her fellow patients.  A girl who truly knows what it means to be different. A young woman with wounds that run far deeper than skin. A boy whose heart is much too big for his damaged body. A young woman who sees the world as it could be, not as it is. A boy with too many souls living in him. A boy with universes in his mind.  All of them are unique, and all of their stories will change Melody.  // Note: this story was formerly a completed story in the fanfiction category. This version has been rewritten to be original fiction. Due to the request of readers, the previous story chapters have been unpublished, rather than deleted.

foolish dreams, faultless sins, and flimsy fingers weave the sweetest memories.