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 have nothing better to do with my life so I decided to write about random things that happens to me... So I guess this is my online diary.

Completed! This isn't the first time love had a roommate. It's been five years since the death of her parents and 19-year-old Lillian Camel still mourns their loss while battling with mental illness. Cooped up in her aunt's house, she embarks on a one-girl mission to survive university and get her bachelor's degree as a fashion designer. But she is not going alone. She will need the willpower to face the demons that are coming along with her. But a breakdown in the dormitory system sets Lillian off to a decade-old abandoned dorm to room with the mysterious Noah Sky. Friendly, observant, and extremely attractive, he shares an unlikely trait of secrets with Lillian - secrets that haunt his past. However, they're not the only ones. The dorm has a few of its own. [[Word count: 90,000 - 95,000]] Content/trigger warning: Contains semi-mature themes, language and sexual content ©All Rights Reserved

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

May contain: Fluff, angst, cursing, ... A story about a werewolf bodyguard protecting his witch boy. It was nice for Lumine to be living with Kody and his father for so long, even though he had to get Kody out of trouble almost everyday; it was still fun. The two became close friends after spending 3 years together, considering themselves brothers. They slept in the same room, changed together, went to school together. They always shared everything that was happening until.. something changes. At the age of 16, Lumine starts to feel different. Will this affect his relationship with Kody? What will happen next? Find out reading! - Going through editing ALTHOUGH the story isn't finished yet -

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