soulmate au in which you can taste what your soulmate tastes. when kim taehyung starts to frequently taste blood, he knows something is wrong, and vows to find his soulmate and fix it. tw// abuse/domestic violence

a rosy red petal falls from his lips, landing into his palm.

"seventeen hours later, will you still be there?" a park jimin fanfiction.

➵ friends to lovers au ∙ jeon jeongguk ; jeongguk prays for a silver lining. but he never realised it would come in the form of his drunken, cleavage-bearing housemate and a text message at one in the morning.

he smelled of vanilla and strawberries but he smelled of dark roast and cherry. jimin could never find out which one he liked better. ©-honeyseokle started: 5/1/18 ended: tbd

Everyone has a soulmate. You don't know when you are going to find them, or where. A slight touch of your soulmates skin and a number sequence is burned into your skin that matches on your forearms. Park Y/n thought it was just taking her a while to find her soulmate. She would have never thought it would be Kim Taehyung. .... Warning: I started this book when I was pretty young. I am aware of mistakes I have made; I will eventually be going back and removing/correcting the chapters. thank you for your understanding. .... Highest rankings #1 in Bangtanboys #1 in Bts #5 in Fanfiction

"𝘩𝘪! 𝘐'𝘮 𝘕𝘢𝘮𝘫𝘰𝘰𝘯, 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺! 𝘞𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘷 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘬." - Jeongguk sends in his request for a comfort hybrid. He doesn't expect for anything more than to confide in the other person. He gets much more than that.

"The world is ending in 7 days and I'm going to die beside the most dysfunctional idiot that has ever graced the face of this Earth." A smile tugs the corners of Taehyung's lips and she can see her own reflection in his eyes, glittering with the bright lights reflected from the street. It's funny how we only notice how beautiful the smallest details can be when we know it'll all fade away to dust soon. Taehyung's voice resonates in her ears, a deep humming interlacing it as he says, "We're all going to die." He says it like he's already resigned to his fate, to the fate of the world. It sounds like a death sentence until he raises both hands above his head and does a single loud clap. "But we're going down with a bang." Or: That one cliché au where world is ending; a lonely girl and a drunkard boy decide to clear up their mistakes and make their remaining days worthwhile. WRITTEN FOR AND DEDICATED TO @hoperadio, my best friend and soulmate. i'm happy she could read this before she passed. "I honestly do not even know what to say. You took my worst nightmare/fear and turned it into this beautiful thing. This was so hard to read but I'm glad I did." - athenalovesff "First time I'm actually crying reading a book. And believe me, it's difficult as hell to make me cry." - taehyungtastykookies [COMPLETED] © whippednation 2019

the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]

❝NOWADAYS I WANT TO SEE YOU IN MY DAYDREAMS.❞