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Here is where my brain vomits my BTS obsession. Various pairings, various genres, various settings. No set update schedule. What is OTP? This is just BTS. FAIR WARNING: I have a potty mouth so most of these will most likely contain cussing and vulgar use of words. If that bothers you then please, for the love of all things good in the world, do your
So I get major feels from music and sometimes I write those feels down. This will have various pairings. Some of these are inspired by the whole song, other's by just one or two lines in a song. We'll see where this goes. Updated randomly. Edit: Have now changed to drabbles and oneshots as not all of my ideas come from songs so I can post them somewhere too.
This will be a collection of JiCheol drabbles as and when they vomit themselves onto the page. This will include all genres but I'll put them and any trigger warnings in the description of the individual chapters. Chapter 1: Red Lights I'll Run. Angst and fluff. Mentions of abuse. Title from the lyrics to Carly Rae Jepsen's Making the Most of the Night,
Jeonghan loves secrets.
Wonwoo and Mingyu have been best friends since they met at the playground when Wonwoo was six and Mingyu was five. They have also been blindly in love with each other ever since. This work has been kindly translated to Spanish by the lovely Arandano66 over HERE
Taemin seeks councel from a pastor of a random church.
Jonghyun alone with his thoughts. Short JongKey fluff.
A short 2 shot, Jongkey. First part is angst, second is cracky fluff. Hope you enjoy.
Jonghyun is grumpy, injured, and left alone for the day. Just a bit of silly, lightly angsty fluff. JongKey pairing, tiny bit of OnTae if you really squint.
YunJae poem fic, that was originally supposed to be fluff but ended up super angsty. Character death. Individual poems, in different colour fonts, I read is as blue being Jaejoong's thoughts, and Green being Yunho, but you can read them how you wish. One poem in the POV of a third party. Warning: Old fic, bad writing.