English (212 english stories)
Hey! It’s Faedra! I created this fanfiction because I want to make a series of oneshots or a few chapters based on songs that I listen to! So please subscribe if you’re interested in them! Please pm me if you want to request a song in particular. I may or may not turn the chapters into a story of it's own; depending on the reaction of readers. Feel free to request a scenario for a song in comments or in pm. :)
Cinta(?) bersemi di malam keakraban. / Love(?) blooms at a gathering night.
Collection of BTS Short Stories; fluff/angst/mostly fantasy!au
"It's you again..." i said clearly audible for her. She looked up at me and i again smiled slightly. This time she smiled back at me which made the kind of awkward situation bearable. It awkwardly warmed my heart. "It's you again..."___________________________________________#Myungjin included. Please consider that english isn't my native language so grammar/vocabulary/spelling mistakes can be made. I will try my best to improve and correct any mi
Orang kata.. Cinta itu buta Tapi,benar ke?
This is the story of Hana. Hana Braun… Pledis Entertainment hired Hana to coach a kpop group for their new chart song. Before departing to Seoul, Hana doesn't even know which group it is going to be. Honestly, she doesn't mind. For her, it is the first exciting job she has after graduating and she wants to make the most out of th
Life is too short to just let it go and even so, Minseok feels like in twenty six years he didn't do something really important. That's until Baekhyun appears and changes completely his vision of the world.
"Depends, is he cute?" "Extremely." "What color is his hair?" "Mint green." "Skin?" "Soft and white. Milky almost." "Min Yoongi?" "Perhaps." "You like him, don't you?" Started: October 8th, 2017 Ended: October 31st, 2017 Cover credit to @caramelkalopsia @wattpad.Com
I am trapped. I am trapped but there are no walls, there are no fences, there are no grills. But still, I feel like I am trapped. I am bombarded by this feeling that I am being compressed into a tiny cube as the walls around me continuously shrinks and I am stuck in the middle. But there is no wall. It is just me. It is just my feelings. Why? It is because of you. Technically not you, just your memories. It is your memories that trapped me inside a wall that is full