HOW DID WE GET HERE??

HOW DID WE GET HERE??

I honestly can't wrap my head around there being 300 people that like my work enough to follow me

For this incredible milestone I'll be open to:

Character asks: for ALL fics

Sneak peaks from my WIP List - your choice

I promise to continue doing my best for you and getting better and better as time goes on!

For people asking about part 2's of my drabbles; honestly I don't go into my drabbles thinking about a part 2. HOWEVER, if I get enough interaction, be it asks (anon is on), comments or reblogs to indicate that multiple people would like it, I'd be more than happy to continue them!!

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I'll be taking requests, so please feel free to submit anything.

BTS is the main group I write for, but if there are others I am open to trying something new!

Other groups write for currently:

StrayKids

TxT

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BTS

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OT7

Crown

Sneak peak

Premise: In a world where vampires, werewolves, Fae folk and magic coincide harmoniously. What are the odds that 7 of these beings would share a single mate. She's not human, but something else entirely. Is she really worth finding out?

Supernatural AU // series

Ft. Straykids

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Not Gonna Happen

Premise: Fight or Flight. Meet BTS or run away from BTS?

"Uh guys.... she's rolling away." Yoongi points to you and your attempt to escape the room. Hands grab your ankles to hinder your escape. "I hate all of you." You groan at Yeonjun, who still had hold of you. You give up letting out a deep sigh, wishing the ground would open from under you.

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Ft. TXT

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The Price We Pay

Premise: Shoes echo in the room as they all leave him alone with his thoughts. Goodbyes unheard by the man now drenched in sweat, fists gripped tightly to his desk. This could be a terrible idea, one of his worst, but he had to try.

There was only one person capable of helping him now, to keep his boys safe.

But at what cost?

Mafia au // drabble

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"The Restricted Collection"

Premise: You'll have to enroll to find out.

Warnings: Various levels of smut, but smut nonetheless.

Hogwarts au's // Mini-Series

Kim Seokjin

Truth or Lies

Premise: It was up to him to decide. You knew this wasn't something to push. “Are we telling the truth or are we lying?”, patiently you waited.

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Min Yoongi

Headphones

Premise: Just a figure in Yoongi's studio, that is until someone finally asked about you.

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Kim Taehyung

Lucid

Sneak peak

Premise: What if this lucid dream isn't his? What if he isn't the only one brought here? What if she's the one deciding? Either way she never speaks a word.

Lucid Dream au // series

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In Too Deep

Premise: He's your brother's best friend, that's why you let things slide, but he's gone too far. He's crossed too many lines and now he had to accept that his regular excuses weren't good enough. One hell of a wake-up call to realize just how deep he was in.

Warnings: Swearing, crude language, alcohol, and smut

Brother's Best Friend au // drabble

Jeon Jungkook

Treasure

Premise: He wants to be your treasure.

Warnings: Swearing and smut(in part 2).

Hybrid au // drabble

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Discovery Section

Don't Tell Me What You See

Premise: Y/N never wanted to find her soulmate. Her soulmate didn’t want to have one. What happens when they are forced to work together, despite the odds. What happens when Y/N is the only half of the soul bond that forms, and it’s too late for her soulmate to realize who she is. Soulmate AU // series

Completed

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What I See (Don't Tell Me What You See - POV change)

Premise: Y/N never wanted to find her soulmate. Her soulmate didn’t want to have one. What happens when they are forced to work together, despite the odds. What happens when Y/N is the only half of the soul bond that forms, and it’s too late for her soulmate to realize who she is.

Authors notes: If you haven't read 'Don't Tell Me What You See', I suggest you do otherwise this will contain HEAVY spoilers.

Soulmate AU // mini series

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Eucalyptus

Premise: A sugar glider hybrid with a broken past. Seven men convinced they can give her the life she's always wanted. Sometimes destiny has a funny way of finding you, and sometimes it smells like Eucalyptus.

Hybrid au // drabble

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8 0 3

Premise: How did you get here? How did being best friends turn into something so ugly, that you begin to lose yourself?

Warnings: Sexual content mentioned, could be triggering for some, toxic relationships, dubious consent, hurt but no comfort, momentary self-hate.

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Stray Kids

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OT8

Answers

Premise: Being alone and ignored was one thing, you were used to that by now. But having each member of an idol group barrelling into your safe little sanctuary was not something you could have imagined. Now being torn away from your tiny cozy room all you wanted to do was get back to it. Even it meant losing home.

Warnings: Swearing, death, mentions of kidnapping, torture, stalking, obsessions, reincarnation, ANGST ANGST ANSGT.

Word count: 9.2K

Supernatural au // drabble

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Camera Roll

Premise: Your best friend comes up with the dumbest plan you've ever heard of. The plan consisting of having all your friends believing you are dating, all because they accidentally found out you live together. How is this supposed to prove anything? The man of your dreams will just have to stay that, in your dreams.

Warnings: swearing, heavy thirsting, fluff, and stupidity.

College au // drabble

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Fleeting Tempest

Premise: WIP *request*

Warnings: TBA

Siren au // drabble

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DRABBLES:

SKZ:

Fleeting Tempest

Floored

We are Liars

Fallen Star

BTS:

In Too Deep

Gambler's Ruin

Eucalyptus - pt 2

Endlessly Yours,

How Far

SERIES:

BTS:

To Breathe Again - chapter 01

TBA - Chapter 01

MINI SERIES:

The Restricted Collection

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I CANT EVEN BEGIN TO TELL YOU HOW LOUD IM SCREAMING RIGHT NOW. 😱😱

Not only is this my favourite series EVER, but I’m in it and married to 😭 MINHO FROM SKZ.

I swear I’m about to have a heart attack.

In all seriousness, this series means so much to me and I can’t tell you how honoured I am to be a character in this. 🥺🥺 And I’m badass, so thank you for that. This series inspired me to start writing. I was hooked by the first chapter and I have never been able to let it go since. I still go back and read it, I can’t count the amount of times this fic has brought me so much comfort.

Blue you are such a beautiful soul, thank you for letting me be your friend, and thank you for allowing me into your world of fanfiction with open arms 💜💜

What if… you decided to runaway? part two| BTS OT7 au

Starring @oknymz / @shadowofahope 💜 4.7K of fluff and angst, you know what they say about short and sweet….

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There was something about the island that was serene, calm, something that was shattered when the 8 of you stepped foot on the sand. What would have been a tranquil quiet morning had turned into the usual chaos.

“Seriously Hyung! Again?” You wake startled to Jungkook shouting at the man currently enclosing you tighter in his arms, ignoring the maknae. 

“This is the third night in a row,” Jungkook continues when neither of you reply, he’s angry but there’s more to it, he’s hurt. You try to pry the hands around you away, trying to get your thoughts together after being harshly woken, but Yoongi doesn’t move an inch, only offering you a grumbling “tsk” to your movement.

“Hyung!“ Jungkook yells for his attention. You don’t have to see him to know he’s got his tongue harshly pressed against his cheek in annoyance, you can feel it, just as you can feel his stare that you swore was burning you more than the Sun’s heat.

“Jagi fell in love with me first,” the prince let out smugly, you can feel the smirk on the back of your neck. “I saw her first, we would never have met her if it wasn’t for me.”

“So?” The maknae replies seething, while your jaw drops at the Prince’s audacity.

“So I get Princess whenever I want,” Yoongi chuckles arrogantly.

You nearly choke as Jungkook storms out, leaving Yoongi amused and you stunned.

“Kookie wait!” You call after him but the chains around you called Min Yoongi wouldn’t give.

“Yoongi that was mean,” you scold him lightly, which finally makes him let you go, only to turn you to face him.

He’s so pretty in the mornings, so carefree, it's hard to hold on to your annoyance when he attacks you like this.  

“He woke us up,” is his only reply, as if that justified everything.

“That doesn’t excuse you being mean,” you pout, leaping to the maknae’s defence. “This is the last time you convince me to sleep next to you.”

“Tough, you’re sleeping next to me tonight too,” he states confidently, completely disregarding your statement. 

His behaviour was giving you multiple cases of whiplash, and it was too early in the morning for so many.  

“Yoongi, that's not fair.”

He sighs, the self-assured attitude melting away to reveal his vulnerability, the change makes you still. He has a soft look in his eyes as he gazes into yours, but there was an intense sentiment behind them that takes your breath away. 

“Y/n, I thought I was going to lose you forever,” he admits quietly, the heaviness of his tone making your heart ache. “I still have nightmares Jagi, I still wake up believing we didn’t make it out.”

Your eyes tear up, you had those dreams too. Worse ones sometimes, your father dragging him to the guillotine with the others lined behind him while you scream, restrained by his guards. You shiver at the reminder of those horrible images. 

“The only thing that convinces me we did is waking up to you in my arms,” he looks down at your fingers, playing with him softly to distract himself. He wasn’t one to wear his heart on his sleeve, but he’d let you see it.

“Yoongi talk to them,” you sigh, understanding his point, but you had six others to also think about, and you knew in the long term this would cause a rift. “They’ll understand…”

He kisses your hand softly, contemplating your point even if he looked like he was ignoring it.

“Not yet,” he hums, “I want to keep you to myself a little longer.”

The smirk he gives you makes you gulp, your skin starting to burn under the new dangerous glint in his eyes. You fight the pleasant shiver that travelled down your body, biting your lip to stop yourself smiling. 

“The bed’s big enough for someone else to join us, you can’t keep hogging me,” you shake your head, laughing lightly at the way his gummy smile grew.

“Fine, on one condition,” he grins, leaning in, his eyes drawn to your lips before looking at you suggestively. “Admit you love me the most.”

Your jaw drops for the umpteenth time that day.

“Min Yoongi what’s gotten into you this morning?”

“I’m happy,” he breathes against your lips with a sincere smile.

The sight has your heart flying, unable to control your own bashful grin that he starts kissing. He kisses the corner of your mouth, your cheek, your jaw, loving the sound of you giggling at his ministrations, holding you closer.

“I fell in love with you the moment I met you Y/n,” he mumbles against your skin, his nose nudging your jaw with affection before his eyes meet yours. He’d tell you it a million times. “You’re the reason I’m free.”

His heartfelt confession made the words of love you wanted to return get stuck in your throat behind the rising emotion. You kiss him again instead, slowly, deeply, making sure he understood how you felt for him too.

“Am I interrupting?” 

Yoongi groans when you pull away, turning to see Namjoon leaning on the doorway with a knowing smirk. 

“Yes,” Yoongi grunts, trying to pull you back.

“Morning Joonie,” you greet him much to the Prince’s dismay. Well that was his morning ruined. 

“Morning Princess,” Namjoon says softly, walking up to you both to kiss your forehead before sitting next to you, playing with your hair.

“Let me guess,” Yoongi huffed. “The maknae had some complaints.”

For a second he thinks Joon didn’t hear him, not with the way he was staring down at you fondly, dimple peeking out of his cheek. Yoongi rolls his eyes at the way you’re grinning back. All the reservation your head bodyguard, or ex bodyguard he supposed, had about his affection for you had disappeared the second you both confessed. It was as if the proverbial dam broke, and Namjoon’s show of love could no longer be controlled. 

I think I preferred it when he denied his feelings, Yoongi thinks to himself but even he knows he doesn’t mean it.

“Hyung you’re upsetting the others,” Namjoon states, not taking his eyes off of you. 

“Am I upsetting you?” Yoongi challenges, ready to call out any self serving agendas he might be hiding dressed as concern from the others. 

“Is Jungkook okay?” you ask, feeling a pang of guilt for the youngest. 

“He’s swimming it off little queen,” Namjoon reassures you, thumb trying to soothe the crease between your brows of worry. “He’ll be fine.”

“Are you both going to start arguing?” You could already feel the atmosphere changing even through the grin Namjoon was wearing.

“Yes.” “No.”

Well that answered that. Yoongi scowled at his younger friend, buttering you up and feeding you white lies, at least he was honest. 

You sigh, it was definitely too early for this, and you didn’t want to hear it. You’ve been caught between their little spats before and never ended well. You jump out of bed, using the glares they were both giving each other to your advantage. 

“Where are you going?“ they both ask simultaneously, Yoongi propping himself on his elbows to watch you leave.

“To see a friend.”

—

The knocking on the door can only be one person, one very stubborn runaway princess on a mission. There’s a sigh as the door is reluctantly opened, a sheepish grin from you that could only be described as trouble.

“You’re going to get me killed,” Nym says matter of factly, opening the door wide to let you through without complaint.

“I’m not going to get anyone killed,” you reply, already taking a seat though you technically hadn’t been invited to.

“They’re going to realise you’re over here more than you are over there,” they chuckle.

“Because we’re friends,” you pout. “And they know how thankful I am to have you.”

Dammit, you had a way with words, you could convince the stars to stop shining if you wanted it. The journey to the island was a long one, after the first flight on the private plane, there was a long car trip to a helicopter which brought you here. The island was owned by Namjoon and Yoongi under an alias not even you knew about.

“It would get lonely here if I didn’t visit you,” you admit, thinking about how alone you were in your old life and comparing it to now. 

This place was an isolated drop of paradise floating in the calmest ocean, the only people living on it were doing so under their command or permission. Two out of a handful of the people lived in this house, Nym, the tech genius who kept the island safe, secure and under the radar for the guys, also your new best friend. And her husband, the getaway driver and pilot, Lee Minho.

“You have seven men ready to lay down their lives for you at your villa,” an eyebrow rises, calling you out completely. “I don’t think lonely is the term you’re looking for.”

“I know, and I love them,” you agree. “But there's a lot of testosterone…”

Nym laughs, making you laugh too.

“Sure you’re not using me for my tech gifts?”

“Maybe a little,” you tease, not meaning it at all, before getting down to business. “Anything yet?”

“You’re right,” she sighs. “They have been watching her, but no one’s taken her in for questioning as far as I can see.”

You nod, taking the information in.

“And as for contacting her to let her know she’s okay…” Nym hesitate, “I’d hold off for now.”

“I know,” you let out a deep breath, thinking to yourself. “I wouldn’t implicate her, or risk them finding us. I just want Sana safe.”

Your head is hung low, if anything happens to your best friend because of your escapade you’d never forgive yourself. You knew she would be the first place they check, the one to keep an eye on, she must be worried sick… A hand squeezing your shoulder breaks you out of your thoughts, a reassuring smile from your saving grace. Nym could hack into anything, satellite feeds, security cameras, all without leaving a trace. Thank goodness she was working with you and not against you, which begged the question-

“So you haven't actually told me how the guys recruited you,” you say before realising you might come off a bit rude with your prying. “Not that you have to tell me of course.”

The tech genius shrugs like it was no big deal. 

“Yoongi’s uncle wanted to use my skills in the worst kind of way,” Nym admits before clarifying, “the world war kind of way, when I refused I became a fugitive, Namjoon and your prince got me out. A lot of us here are like that, we’re not loyal to a monarchy, just the ones who helped us escape.”

Your jaw drops, that was not what you were expecting at all. Well that was a bombshell. 

“Yeah, the crown is corrupt in most places, I’m glad you don’t have to wear yours anymore.”

“Me too,” you agree wholeheartedly, you never wanted that weight on your head again. 

—

The afternoon Sun had peaked in the sky when you walked back home, like an alarm blaring. Or maybe that was your guilty conscience making it feel so. The others had strictly laid down the law not to contact anyone from the outside world, and you weren’t stupid, you knew the implication if you did. But this tiny molehill you were hiding would be made into seven big mountains if they ever found out. 

You’re so deep in your thoughts you don’t realise you’ve made it to the door, walking through it in a trance. The second you turn to the door to ensure it was closed, arms wrap around you from behind making you jump back to reality.

“You’re spending a lot of time over at their house,” Taehyung states in his signature deep timbre, not needing to elaborate. Soft kisses start at your temple working their way down your face.

“I really like going over there,” you giggle when his nose tickles your neck as he nuzzles himself as close to you as he can.

“I know,” you feel the pout of his lips on your skin. “I’m getting jealous.”

“Jealous?”

“It feels like you’re running away from us,” it’s the little huff that has you biting your lips to stop from laughing but you can’t hold it back.

“I’ve already tried to run away from you guys once,” you can’t help chuckling. “It didn’t go well, I won’t be doing it again.”

“Don’t joke about running away with someone else,” he grumbles, making you both walk to the sofa like huddled penguins, refusing to let you go. “It’s not fair, we’ve escaped to paradise and I see you less than when we were on duty in the castle.”

“Tae we’ve only been here a week,” you need to stop laughing at his behaviour before he got grumpy, but he was so cute like this. He falls back into the sofa, taking you with him with a yelp.

“I don’t care, I’m not letting you go for the rest of the day,” his head is buried again in your neck as if that would cement his statement, legs locking onto yours keeping them in place.

“Okay,” you agree to placate him but he seems to have more on his chest.

“Yoongi Hyung gets you enough,” he starts ranting, head falling back on the sofa as he complains. “I can’t sleep unless I’m hugging you and he doesn’t let me join.”

“You hold Jiminie and Kookie all the time,”

“It’s not the same!” He whines dramatically, starting to fake cry like a child. “Yoongi Hyung is so mean, and you love him more than us.”

He waits for you to correct him, hiding his insecurities through his pretend wailing.

“Taehyung, that's not true and you know it,” you nudge your head with his, seeing right through his little act. Any other day you might’ve teased him, or pretended to contemplate it, but you knew that Yoongi’s attachment issues were going to cause just that, more issues. 

“Prove it,” he doesn’t drop the childish tone. “Stay here with me all day.”

“I said I was going to, you big baby!”

You feel him laugh, his chest shaking with it as he pressed his lips together to stop it coming out.

“Can we nap?” You ask him yawning, “Jungkook woke us up at stupid oclock.”

“And Yoongi hyung kept you up late,” he grumbles, lying you both down. 

You ignore the remark sheepishly, settling into his arms as his leg straddles your waist to keep you from leaving as if this were all a cruel ploy to escape him. 

Good thing the villa had air conditioning.

—

“Taehyung we’re borrowing Princess for a second!” 

Did no one want to let you sleep in peace? Jimin’s loud announcement ripped you from your slumber like a blaring alarm. You hear a grumble of disapproval from behind you, hands trying to keep you in place as Hoseok pulls you out of his hold. 

Like a scene from a bad diamond heist, Jimin quickly puts a pillow in Taehyung’s arms, grinning in satisfaction when he settles again. 

You on the other hand wobble on your feet before Hoseok steadies you, an amused smirk on his face when you grab onto him for support. You give them both a grumpy glare which they choose to ignore, dragging you down to their room. You’re half asleep when they push your shoulders, making you sit on the chair in the middle of the room a length away from the foot of the bed. 

“Why do you both look like you’re about to interrogate me?” You ask the pair.

“Because we are,” Jungkook announces his arrival, closing the door as he grabs another chair and sits on it in front of you the wrong way round. The back of the seat faces you as the youngest straddles it, arms crossed at the top, his eyes boring into yours.

He’s about to speak but you’re all distracted by the door opening again.

“Ya did you seriously just slam the door in my face?” Jin’s ears have gone red with rage as he spits at the maknae who giggles like he has a death wish.

“You’re too slow Hyung!” he complains grinning mischievously, maybe he did it on purpose, but he wouldn’t admit it.

“Can we get back to the matter at hand please?” Jimin sighs seriously as he addresses the room.

“Which is what exactly?” You yawn, still not quite awake.

“Your betrayal,” Hoseok states bluntly, making your heart jolt out of your chest.

“M-my what?” You splutter out, how… how did they know? You try to keep the guilt and stupor off your face. Ignorance until proven guilty, that was the saying your father taught you growing up amidst his scandals.

“You told Yoongi Hyung you loved him first,” Jungkook pouts, an irritated scowl on his face from the memories of the morning.

“You said you fell in love with him the moment you met him,” Hoseok’s eyes narrow in distaste.

“We’ve managed to come to terms with it,” Jimin says before muttering to himself, “even if it is annoying.”

“So the question remains little Queen,” Jin stands behind Jungkook. “Who did you fall for next?”

Any sigh of relief you had been in the middle of was swallowed back down. Nope, no way, you were not getting into this. You almost want to be accused of the other thing.

“All of you,” you diplomatically reply, meaning it.

“Princess we’re not above torture if we need it,” Jimin warns, ready to tickle it out of you if neccessary. “Who?”

“This isn’t fair,” you whine before word vomiting your defence. “I didn’t even realise I was for ages and when I did I realised it about you all!”

“Yet you still figured out you loved Yoongi Hyung first,” Hoseok should have been a lawyer with the way he was ready to pick apart your argument.

“But I do love you all,” your puppy dog eyes and pout may have worked any other day, but not this day. Today they were determined to know and settle it once and for all. Min Yoongi was monopolising you and they needed weapons against it, something to wipe that smug smile off his stupid royal face.

“It’s Namjoon I’m telling you,” Hoseok sighs, all of them turning to each other suddenly ignoring you.

“Nope Namjoon was the harshest on her out of us all for ages,” Jin disagrees. “He was fighting his feelings.”

“I don’t know, Princess might like the mean type,” Jimin comments, contemplating the facts like their question was the hardest puzzle on the planet.

“Then it's me,” Jungkook exclaims like he’s solved it. “I ignored Princess for months before giving in.”

“Because you were shy, idiot,” Jimin refutes him, rolling his eyes. 

You use their distraction to your advantage, trying to sneak away but you must’ve forgotten who they were. They weren’t the world’s best bodyguards arbitrarily. 

Jin grabs your arm, bringing you back to the chair with a thud. 

“Little queen, you’re not leaving without giving us an answer,” Hoseok looms over you, his hands on each side of the chair, trapping you in place. You look up at him earnestly, how could they be insecure about your love for them?

“Look I didn’t realise I loved you all until that night I met my father,” you explain calmly like you were in police custody, being framed for a crime. “But gun to my head, I was falling for you all from the moment we met as we all got to know each other, there wasn’t a time when I loved someone more or less.”

“But you fell for Hyung first,” Jungkook grumbles through pouting lips, pulling Hobi away so he could attack you with them visually.

“I met him first,” you chuckle, “he came into my life like a dream when everything was dark and I was alone, and then he disappeared, but when he came back he brought you all with him.”

They all go quiet, like your words were confirmation that you loved the prince more than them. It shouldn’t make their hearts sink, not when they knew you loved them too, but a sad jealousy hit them, making all their demenours deflate. It felt as if you and Yoongi had something they could never share, it left them feeling on the edge of their own relationship, like you both were at the centre and they were on the outside looking in. They wanted you to love them just as much. 

“You guys remember when Sana left,” you try to rouse them from their thoughts. “That morning after when you all panicked as I was crying,”

You laugh to yourself at the memory, remembering all the ways they were trying to get you to stop.

“I was crying because I loved you all and I was happy,” you explain hoping they would really hear what you were trying to say, “I was sad Sana left, but I was happy you were all with me.”

The looks they give you has your heart reaching for them, you knew where they were in themselves. You had been there, thinking they didn’t love you the way you loved them, that they all loved someone else, it was a feeling you would never forget.

“Just because I fell for someone first doesn’t take away how much I love the rest of you,” you tell them wholeheartedly, meaning every word.

“But Yoongi Hyung-“

“Yoongi and I relate to each other a little bit more,” you cut Jungkook off, “we wore our crowns reluctantly, there’s an understanding there I admit you all can’t empathise with, and I would never want you to, but that doesn’t mean I love him more.”

“But we want to understand too,” Jimin mumbles dejectedly, looking at the floor, the corners of his lips weighed down. “We want a special bond with you too.”

You let out a breath of laughter at his words, didn’t they see the bond you had with them, the way they all kept you alive when the crown threatened to bury you again and again. 

“You all don’t realise it,” you say smiling but your eyes watered as you thought of every moment of love you had with them, all those times you were too blind to your own feelings. “But each of you have touched my life in your own way, I was so alone before you.”

Their eyes glisten like yours, but you don't mind when your tears drop. 

“You didn’t just save me,” you confess, your voice growing thicker, “you saved Yoongi too. How can I love you any less?”

—

Their figures go rigid at the scenes playing in front of them, the static on the screen doing nothing to hide the facts. Namjoon and Yoongi feel their chest seize for you as the words blare on the intercepted news channel. 

Your father was dead, and with you missing, your cousin and Taeyeon were to take the throne. Nym watches the pair in concern, each of them could feel the pressure from the sudden tension, the air so thick it was suffocating. Your kingdom was on the cusp of ruin. 

“Don’t tell her,” his solemn voice breaks the minute of silence.

Namjoon’s jaw drops in shock, that was usually his line, Min Yoongi was always the first one that suggested telling you everything.

“Hyung we can’t keep this from her,” Namjoon states dumbfoundedly, unable to believe what he was hearing. 

“We can, and we will,” Yoongi replies sternly, no room for argument in his tone, but he forgot who he was talking to.

“Hyung that’s her father, he might be a piece of cr-“

“If we tell her she’s going to want to go back,” Yoongi snaps, advancing into Namjoon’s space heatedly, not willing to back down. “The second we step on to any national soil we all end up with a noose around our necks and she knows that, she’ll go alone.”

He looks at the Prince’s unhinged posture, stepping back to breathe and calm the situation down. Titles didn’t matter when they were both fugitives, in Yoongi’s country the head bodyguard would think twice before opposing him, but when he was under his command, he brought down his consequences like a tonne of bricks on whoever disobeyed him. Here they were evenly matched, stripped down to two men who only wanted the best for you, both as stubborn as each other. 

“Hyung we have to tell her, plus she doesn’t have the means to go back even if she wanted to,” Namjoon tries to placate the Prince, knowing he wasn’t going to get through to him by matching his energy. 

Yoongi laughs under his breath as if the cleverest amongst them said something stupid and it pisses him off. His jaw clenches hard as he holds himself back from unleashing his own fury at his friend for ridiculing him. 

“Namjoon for as long as you’ve known Princess, when she wants something, has anyone been able to stop her?” He shakes his head. 

“She’ll listen to us,” Namjoon pushes back, knowing you would, you always listened to him when it mattered. You trusted him with your life, more than the others, he knew that, it was never stated out loud, but with his whole heart he knew it. You always looked to him first, you might’ve fallen for the prince first but Namjoon was the one you sought implicitly above anyone else. In the game of chess, you were the Queen, he was the next powerful piece on the board, what people believed to be the King but actually the Rook. He protected you, he understood the politics better than anyone else did, even Min Yoongi. He could see the outcome to all the scenarios the situation called for, but one stood out amongst them all. If they kept this from you, you would never forgive them. 

“She’ll find a way,” Yoongi continues, deep in his own thoughts. “Don’t say a word.”

The conversation makes the third forgotten person in the room uncomfortable… especially when glowing feline eyes turn towards them like prison lights about to catch an escapee.

“Don’t say a word,” he repeats himself warningly.

There isn’t a reply, just hesitation. This was morally wrong, there was no way-

“Nym, you can’t tell her.“

“But if her fathers dead, he can’t make her marry Wang anymore,” your new friend tries to come to your defence. “She can reclaim the throne-“

“She doesn’t want to rule!” Yoongi yells, startling them. “She’ll think she has to go back, to save her people from a psychopath who probably killed her father.”

“Hyung…” Namjoon places a hand on the prince’s shoulder, calming him. “That’s not our decision to make.”

There’s a silence that fills the room bringing with it a heavy weight on each of their shoulders.

“Taeyeon will kill her if she goes back,” Yoongi says quietly. 

“With us beside her?” Namjoon tries to sound reassuring, but he can’t even convince himself.

“She’s tried before and we barely managed to keep her safe,” he strikes where it hurts, harshly throws the events that scarred them all in his friend’s face. “If we go with her Namjoon we’re all dead.” 

You and Yoongi understood the rules and the corruption more than any of them did. Any dream of going back and returning to what used to be was buried the second they left. You were both defectors, both traitors of your countries, the public wouldn’t take to your return kindly.

“We can say we knew of a plot that would attack the royal family so we had to get the princess out, he died under suspicious circumstances,” Namjoon offers, gesturing to the screen still playing the events of your fathers death, trying to come up with options for every outcome. “That’s what this whole island is about hyung, we can prove that.”

“I’m not risking her safety,” Yoongi breathes menacingly, unwavering in his conviction. “Do you understand me?”

And Namjoon did, he completely did. He had been the one to utter that line too many times, it was unnerving to be on the receiving side. 

But you still deserved to know.

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Masterlist

I'll be taking requests, so please feel free to submit anything.

BTS is the main group I write for, but if there are others I am open to trying something new!

Other groups write for currently:

StrayKids

TxT

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BTS

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OT7

Crown

Sneak peak

Premise: In a world where vampires, werewolves, Fae folk and magic coincide harmoniously. What are the odds that 7 of these beings would share a single mate. She's not human, but something else entirely. Is she really worth finding out?

Supernatural AU // series

Ft. Straykids

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Not Gonna Happen

Premise: Fight or Flight. Meet BTS or run away from BTS?

"Uh guys.... she's rolling away." Yoongi points to you and your attempt to escape the room. Hands grab your ankles to hinder your escape. "I hate all of you." You groan at Yeonjun, who still had hold of you. You give up letting out a deep sigh, wishing the ground would open from under you.

drabble

Ft. TXT

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The Price We Pay

Premise: Shoes echo in the room as they all leave him alone with his thoughts. Goodbyes unheard by the man now drenched in sweat, fists gripped tightly to his desk. This could be a terrible idea, one of his worst, but he had to try.

There was only one person capable of helping him now, to keep his boys safe.

But at what cost?

Mafia au // drabble

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"The Restricted Collection"

Premise: You'll have to enroll to find out.

Warnings: Various levels of smut, but smut nonetheless.

Hogwarts au's // Mini-Series

Kim Seokjin

Truth or Lies

Premise: It was up to him to decide. You knew this wasn't something to push. “Are we telling the truth or are we lying?”, patiently you waited.

drabble

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Min Yoongi

Headphones

Premise: Just a figure in Yoongi's studio, that is until someone finally asked about you.

drabble

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Kim Taehyung

Lucid

Sneak peak

Premise: What if this lucid dream isn't his? What if he isn't the only one brought here? What if she's the one deciding? Either way she never speaks a word.

Lucid Dream au // series

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In Too Deep

Premise: He's your brother's best friend, that's why you let things slide, but he's gone too far. He's crossed too many lines and now he had to accept that his regular excuses weren't good enough. One hell of a wake-up call to realize just how deep he was in.

Warnings: Swearing, crude language, alcohol, and smut

Brother's Best Friend au // drabble

Jeon Jungkook

Treasure

Premise: He wants to be your treasure.

Warnings: Swearing and smut(in part 2).

Hybrid au // drabble

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Discovery Section

Don't Tell Me What You See

Premise: Y/N never wanted to find her soulmate. Her soulmate didn’t want to have one. What happens when they are forced to work together, despite the odds. What happens when Y/N is the only half of the soul bond that forms, and it’s too late for her soulmate to realize who she is. Soulmate AU // series

Completed

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What I See (Don't Tell Me What You See - POV change)

Premise: Y/N never wanted to find her soulmate. Her soulmate didn’t want to have one. What happens when they are forced to work together, despite the odds. What happens when Y/N is the only half of the soul bond that forms, and it’s too late for her soulmate to realize who she is.

Authors notes: If you haven't read 'Don't Tell Me What You See', I suggest you do otherwise this will contain HEAVY spoilers.

Soulmate AU // mini series

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Eucalyptus

Premise: A sugar glider hybrid with a broken past. Seven men convinced they can give her the life she's always wanted. Sometimes destiny has a funny way of finding you, and sometimes it smells like Eucalyptus.

Hybrid au // drabble

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8 0 3

Premise: How did you get here? How did being best friends turn into something so ugly, that you begin to lose yourself?

Warnings: Sexual content mentioned, could be triggering for some, toxic relationships, dubious consent, hurt but no comfort, momentary self-hate.

drabble

Stray Kids

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OT8

Answers

Premise: Being alone and ignored was one thing, you were used to that by now. But having each member of an idol group barrelling into your safe little sanctuary was not something you could have imagined. Now being torn away from your tiny cozy room all you wanted to do was get back to it. Even it meant losing home.

Warnings: Swearing, death, mentions of kidnapping, torture, stalking, obsessions, reincarnation, ANGST ANGST ANSGT.

Word count: 9.2K

Supernatural au // drabble

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Camera Roll

Premise: Your best friend comes up with the dumbest plan you've ever heard of. The plan consisting of having all your friends believing you are dating, all because they accidentally found out you live together. How is this supposed to prove anything? The man of your dreams will just have to stay that, in your dreams.

Warnings: swearing, heavy thirsting, fluff, and stupidity.

College au // drabble

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Fleeting Tempest

Premise: WIP *request*

Warnings: TBA

Siren au // drabble

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My boy was looking FINE