Hey guys! Welcome to my EXO and BTS drabble series. I’ll be accepting prompts in the comment section so if you have a prompt/scenario that you would like me to write, feel free to request it. *Please read first chapter for request information

-o- And that was the day Yoongi's life was shattered again. After eleven years of rebuilding it, his brother came and ruined everything. His life, his future. He ruined Yoongi. -o-

When Park Sunyoung is kidnapped by one of the city's most notorious gangs, she figures things could be much worse when she's only taken to help a wounded member heal until their doctor returns. (title inspired by shelter -

oneshots about crackships based on songs (mostly bts/blackipink)

Yoongi was just a normal guy, seemingly invisible to society. However, when darkness falls from a strange cloud covering, no one thinks anything of it. It lasts long enough to cause damage, but The Eternal Source know what's really going on, and they randomly pick people to take on The Void, becoming the only ones who will be able to stop it, by traveling to shrines and closing the portals to a parallel existence. If they fail, the world is doomed. 

HI! I've been thinking about doing this for a while, so...here it is! Well, actually I haven't planned much, I'll just add new recommendations as I read new stories. It's a list that I'm putting down also for myself, because sometimes I forget to subscribe to some fics and when I want to read them again I don't remember the titles and I go crazy tring to remeber the tags of the story...yep, my memory . Anyways, be patient with me, I'm slow in everything I do, so I don't know how often I'

“The dead one should stay dead.” People always say this whenever someone who they have hated wakes up from coma , why they do such thing is unknown to me ,but do they understand it ?“You are too good for this world ,better die.” Even showing too much kindness can be fatal to yourself. “Poor soul,who is going to pity you know ? Everyone you cared about died.” They even like to pour some more salt on the open scars you