YES! ENDINGS ARE SO KSJFHFJAKA Like You Know How Your Characters Think & A Character Driven Story Makes

YES! ENDINGS ARE SO KSJFHFJAKA like you know how your characters think & a character driven story makes it a little bit harder bc you know various ways that they could react & you have to make the executive decision at the end of the day…

But 👀 im not oppsed to an open ended story. (But i also know that not a lot agree with open ended stories) buuut would it be a possibility to just have the alternate endings as an au of some sort? Because possibilities are endless & it would be cool to also kind of see all the possibilities laid out & that you had come up woth.

😌 anon

I'm either, going to release one ending and then eventually release the others. Kind of like canon.

OR

I'm going to do a pick your own adventure type of ending.

I'll probably ask a little later on for everyones opinion and then go from there!

Cause as of right now. I have written up to About Time and the others chapters after that are mapped out, but I still can't decide what I want to do. All plausible, all make sense, all fit.

I NEEEEED to say this, this is the Yoongi I pictured from DTMWYS.

I cant get over this.... he posted these this morning..

Are we ready?

CAUSE IM NOT

Don't Tell me What You See - masterlist

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.

Warnings: NOTHING. Just slight angst, so far...

Pairing: ??? BTS(idol) x reader(music producer)

Authors notes: Any guesses on who her soulmate could be?

TEASER

Hiding

Galaxies

Her Side

Face To Face

Truth Untold

Spoken

Or More

Closer

Lights

Muse

Ok

Cry About It Later

About Time

Don't Tell Me What You See

Finally Warm

this is the second to last chapter, so I won't be spoiling anything from here.

ENDS?

Don't Tell Me What You See || 11

Ok

Warnings: Angst, alcohol consumption

Pairing: Jimin!BTS x reader

Author's notes: ooooo, looky who we found.... I say as a distraction.

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You had ordered yourself a pizza and grabbed snacks on your way home, you mentally prepared yourself to see Jimin again on screen.

You had promised the boys to watch them at the live festival and you did. Cheering them on as if you were right there in the audience, as if they can see you.

You hadn’t seen them since Jimin released his MV, and you were kind of appreciative of the time apart. You didn’t have to struggle to work through the frost of being around him, hearing his sweet words laced with poison.

It had given you time away, you didn’t have to think about it. There was no pain those few days, no unbearable cold. Just a numb chill and you honestly didn’t mind anymore.

But just as you were cleaning up your living room from all the leftovers at around 11pm, the worst pain you had ever experienced racked through your body. The pain was unrelenting, stabbing ice, like you were being sliced apart. Bones shattering from freezing.

Falling to your knees a glacial wave of paralyzing agony rolls over you. You begin to choke as a scream attempts to escape your throat.

You can’t think straight. The stabbing, ripping feeling subsides slowly, but the cold….the cold is relentless, you feel like you’re drowning in it.

All you can think of is warmth. How to get warm. You don’t understand what’s happening to you, why is this happening to you. What is happening with your soulmate, is he ok?

Warm. warm. Warm. warm. Warm.

And then you see it, sitting on your kitchen counter, warmth.

You drag yourself over to the kitchen, pulling yourself up the barstool. Your legs still fighting against you. And you reach for it, the expensive bottle of whiskey Yoongi had brought over to your place. Cups are unnecessary, you pull the bottle to the floor with you, fling the lid off and bring the liquid to your lips.

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The music festival went off without a hitch. The boys performed well and received a lot of praise from their fellow peers.

Taehyung, Yoongi and Jin had come home soon after the event, the others stayed to socialize at the mini after party the tv company hosted.

Taehyung was currently seated on the couch flipping through channels, Yoongi had disappeared into his room and Jin was making a snack in the kitchen when the others arrived home.

Peering over the back of the couch as they came in to greet them he noticed one of them was missing.

“Hyung, where’s Jimin?” Confusion and concern laced in Taehyung's voice. “Did he not come back with you?”

“He went home with one of the girls from the venue.” Hoseok replies nonchalantly, walking past the couch towards his and Jimins room.

“He what?!” Taehyung jumps straight in his seat. Eye’s frantic, they meet Yoongi’s, who is making his way out of his room when he hears the others arrive.

“He was hitting it off with one of the girls that we met so he decided to go back to her hotel with her.” Namjoon shrugged, stealing a handful of popcorn Jin had made.

Taehyung and Yoongi exchange worried looks, terrified of what this meant for you.

“I really don’t understand why he does that, he knows he has a soulmate” Jin scoffs.

“Uh, Tae, remember that track you were helping me with? I just got a really good idea for it but I didn’t bring my equipment to the dorms.” Yoongi quickly remarks as he makes his presence known by walking fully into the living room. “You up for hitting the studio?”

“Yea, absolutely. Let’s go right now before you forget it.” Taehyung scrambles off of the couch and grabs his things.

They both give a goodnight over their shoulders as they head to the front door of their dorm. One slings his coat over his shoulders as the other puts his shoes on.

They have no idea what state they are going to find you in. Jimin going home with someone? They hope you were ok...ok? They hope you are alive. Sheer panic seeps through them both, hoping to get to you before they both lose their wits.

Once they were outside the dorm building, Taehyung finally spoke again.

“Please tell me we’re going to her.”

“We need to move quickly” Was all the older said.

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Tipping the bottle again, only this time no precious liquid graces your lips. You were feeling warm, still in pain. But not as debilitating as before. Being out of alcohol however was not an option. You needed more. Now.

Standing on shaky legs, you grab your phone and wallet. In your haze, you take your wallet back out of your pocket, pull out your bank card and slide it into your phone case. Throwing your wallet over your shoulder, you wobble to your door and put on some sneakers. Not even being able to think about a jacket or anything else, you leave your apartment.

You are too tipsy to rationalize what you are doing, all you know is that the alcohol made you warm. It was a fake warm, but it was a warmth you needed.

Trudging through the lobby, you can feel the frigid madness following you. It was so close, if you weren’t so drunk right now, you’d say it was pushing you out into the warm air. The warm air you can only wish to feel again.

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*BANG BANG BANG*

“Firefly! Are you in there?” Taehyung yells at your apartment door. “Please open up!”

Yoongi paces behind him, phone to his ear.

“She’s not picking up!” His voice is almost in full blown hysteria. “Just open the door!”

Listening to his elders command, Taehyung punches in your passcode. Both men burst through the door into your apartment, running rampant they search every room calling out your name. Yoongi notices the fallen pizza box, the thrown wallet and the empty whiskey bottle.

“Hyung, what are we going to do?!” Taehyung’s pacing now, hands constantly running through his hair.

“We’re going to find her Tae.” Yoongi reassures the younger….or maybe himself? He’s not sure. “We are going to find her.”

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Tripping over your own feet, you land on your hands and knees. Shuffling onto your butt, you take a look at the damage. There’s a rip in your jeans, but no blood.Compared to the overwhelming pain and chill from your soul mirror breaking, even without the alcohol, you don’t think it would be noticable.

Another wave of pain shoots through your body, forcing you back. You caught yourself, the pain was getting worse. You swear you can almost see your breath as it collides with the warm air.

You let out a pained chuckle. You need more alcohol. You’re not drunk enough, you need to feel numb, if physical warmth was all you are going to get, then you were going to take it.

Your eyes swim in a sea of dizziness. With trembling hands you pull out your phone from your back pocket. Forcing the bile climbing up your throat back down, you punch in the number you have etched in your heart.

You sit there on the steps, next to the river, staring up into the sky, waiting for the phone to connect. It barely rings once, before a panicked voice fights through your fog.

“Firefly!! Where are you?!” The desperation in his voice is evident.

He waits for your reply, but you are stuck in a memory from months ago.

“Do you remember that light festival we found while walking next to the river?” A hiccup escapes you.

“Of course I do Firefly.” He recalls. “Yoongi-hyung got so mad at you because you kept wandering away. He made you hold one of our hands for the rest of the night.”

A small laugh slips from your lips.

“It was prettier with the lights.”

“Firefly, are you-”

“I’m not OK.” You mumble feebly, cutting him off. Finally admitting to yourself as much as to him.

You lower your gaze down when you hear a group of girls walking past you and towards one of the opposite streets. They were wearing clubbing outfits for sure, skin and clothing splattered with glitter and paint. Your legs force you to stand, not wanting to think anymore you go to follow them.

You hear Taehyung talking, but you make no attempt at answering. You need to know where they're going. You watch them walk up to a bouncer at a club, talk to him and head in. You can hear the music through your deafened ears. You need to go in.

Finally you respond to Taehyung's frantic words.

“Tonight,” You breathe. “I’m going to have fun.”

You hang up the phone, unaware that he can hear the music and he’s connecting the dots.

Blinded to your surroundings you walk towards the door, attempting to pass the bouncer. He steps in front of you, blocking your way.

He mumbles something you don’t quite catch. You steady yourself, ready to fight your way in.

“I need to see your I.D ma’am.” He speaks again, you glare at him knowing full well you left that in the apartment.

“Look, there’s no way I look underage.” You huff, crossing your arms.

“All the same ma’am, I need to see your I.D to let you in.” He sighs sympathetically, attempting to usher you to the side.

In doing so you lose your footing...again, but this time arms catch you. You don’t bother looking up.

“Don’t worry, Joo Hwan. She’s with me.” A female voice replies.

“Oh, Mi young. I didn’t know you were coming in tonight.” He chirps politely.

“I’m not, just picking up a friend from inside.” The voice responds happily. You straighten up and look at the woman who saved you from the pavement.

All you can see is her side profile from this angle, but you can easily tell. She’s beautiful. Long, shiny dark hair tumbles down her shoulders. Slender frame, but still reaching around 5’ 5”. She’s more cute than sexy. She almost looks like she doesn’t belong here, but her stance and the air around her is telling you the opposite.

She leans back to grab your hand, pulling you with her into the club. You can’t help but stare at her. What is this feeling, this is something you’ve never felt before. She seems almost familiar, but you can’t put your finger on why.

She pulls you over towards the bar, her eyes searching for her friend. When she sees her, she begins to wave her arm, catching their attention. Then she turns around to you.

You make eye contact and the realization slams into you.

“Why is-” She gasps, hand covering her mouth she lets go of your hand.

“Twinflame.” Is all you say. This beautiful woman standing in front of you is your twinflames soulmate.

Her friend crashes into her from behind. Clinging and slurring, they whine about wanting to go home.

She shushes her friend and turns her attention back to you. You quickly pull out your phone and hand it to her. Without so much as a second thought, she takes your phone and adds her phone number.

“Y/N” You say taking your phone back.

“Mi Young.” She replies. Her friend nudges her towards the door to leave. Giving you a soft smile she makes her way out of the club.

Pain once again ripples through your body, this time worse. You brace yourself against the bar, it almost feels like you’re being ripped apart. The alcohol is wearing off, you need more. A lot more.

You manage to flag down one of the bartenders and order the strongest shot they had.

Muse || Cry About It Later

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Don't Tell Me What You See || 14

Don't Tell Me What You See

Warnings: ANGST

Pairing: Jimin!BTS x reader

Author's notes: My heart breaks for Tae writing this. But it's time for everything to be out in the open.

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Passing out at work was not really in your plans for today... Especially not in front of your twinflame. Unfortunately for you, any secrets you had kept quiet from this man, had blown up in your face and you had to deal with his fury.

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You are chatting cheerfully to Taehyung as you make your way back from lunch. Jimin, Namjoon and Hoseok are working in Namjoons studio, and all agreed to meet back there after eating.

The studio door is open ajar, so you can hear the boys inside. Reaching for the handle you freeze, when you hear Namjoon ask.

“Are you seriously thinking of rejecting your soulmate?”

“Why is that so hard to believe?” Jimin’s voice echoes through you, you can’t look at your twinflame. You can feel him drilling holes into you with his stare. However, his gaze isn’t what terrifies you, or even Jimins words. It’s the oh so familiar frozen tar like hands reaching up to your abdomen.

“I don’t know, but are you sure?” Namjoon responds, clear exhaustion in his voice. “Like really sure? Like you’ve really thought about this?”

“Yes, Hyung. I’ve really thought about this.” Jimin explains clearly exasperated. “I’ve always said this, I don’t want a soulmate. How many times do I have to say it to you guys before you listen to me. I don’t want a soulmate, I don’t want a soul bond. I don’t trust these ‘threads’, you talk about. I have never wanted one and I don’t now.”

You finally look at Taehyung. You can’t tell him you’re ok, because you’re not. You can feel your mirror cracks widening, letting in more cold, more ice, more chill. Looking him in the eyes, you see the fire, he’s beyond angry, but all you want to do is ask him for help. You realize your body is locked, you cannot physically move. Your blood is all but solid, your pulse begins to slow as your heart freezes over. And you can feel the suffocating tar in your lungs. Your breath comes out shallow and in a fog as it collides with the warm air of the hallway. The last thing you see is your twinflames paniked face as your eyes roll back.

Taehyung grabs you before you collide with the floor. Your skin is almost transparent, your lips gone blue and your eyes are lifeless. He’ll be pissed later, right now he needs to get you help.

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Slowly you begin to open your eyes, vision blurry you are blinded by a familiar glaringly white room of the soul reader clinic. You groan as you force yourself up on your elbows, trying to recall what happened. Taking in your surroundings you see and feel an extremely rage filled Taehyung staring at you from across the room, with what you can only describe as killing intent.

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Sitting silently in the passenger seat of Taehyungs was undoubtly torture in itself. You can visibly see him shake with infatuation. He had called Yoongi to meet at your apartment. He had refused to look at you or even speak to you, slamming the car door shut behind you.

Now you follow him up to your apartment. You sit on the couch and wait, he’s passing back and forth across the room, trying to hold himself back until at least his hyung arrives. Knocks resonate from your front door before he stomps his way over and lets Yoongi in.

They both make their way over to you.

“Are you going to tell him or am I?” Taehyung breathes sharply, still trying to hold himself back.

“Tell me what?” Yoongi eyes you waraily. He’s never seen Taehyung this irate before.

You don’t speak. You can’t find the words, you’re unsure of how much your twinflame knows, but from the emotions radiating off of him…..it’s a lot, if not everything. You stare at the floor.

“Did you think we wouldn’t find out?” Taehyung yells at the wall of your living room. You don’t jump, as Yoongi does. You can’t anymore, you’re too exhausted.

“Why didn’t you tell us, we could have helped you! We could have talked to him with you! We could have stopped this.” His deep voice booms around the room. “Why did you do this to yourself?! Why did you let this happen?!”

“You don’t know what it’s like!” You scream back, launching yourself from your seat. “You think I would choose this? Neither of you have any idea what it’s like.”

“So don’t look at me like that……” You stare viciously back at your soulmate.

“Just don’t look at me..” You are barely audible now.

It feels like eternity before anyone speaks.

“Do you want to know what I see?” Taehyung forces out calmly. You shake your head aggressively.

“Stop it Tae” You beg, a chill sweeping over you, as you try to hold yourself together.

“I see a strong, talented, independent, confident woman who is dedicated to her job, her friends and family. Who shows incredible loyalty to her beliefs and choices.” Taehyung begins, walking closer to you.

“Tae please”

“But you know what else I see?” He continues, ignoring your pleas. Now he’s right in front of you. “I see someone who would rather suffer than let someone else know they’re the cause. Someone who chooses other people over herself again and again. Someone who-“

“STOP. STOP IT!” Your voice is hoarse, throat itching with every word. “don’t….. DONT”

“Guys!” Yoongi finally speaks. “What is going on?”

“Y/N told Jimin to reject their bond.” Taehyung grumbles, he’s not backing down. Neither are you.

“You what?” Yoongi is taken by complete surprise.

“I did.” You state matter of factly.

“You could die!” Taehyung is at his wits end. His emotions are now getting the better of him. “Don’t you care?”

“You told me to make a decision.” You spit back bitterly “So I made one.”

“Not this, please.” Taehyung crumbles, legs giving out. Planting himself on one of your arm chairs, sobs wracking through his body.

Your mind calms when you see your twinflame break down. You look at Yoongi who has gone rigid. He’s staring at the floor, letting everything sink in. Understanding flashes on his face when he looks up at you. You let in a deep inhale then exhale. Hands relax from fists, you didn’t realize you were grasping. You slowly walk over to Taehyung, crouching down and placing a hand on his shoulder. He hesitantly looks up, gaze cast over your shoulder, tears still streaming down his face. You peer at the older again and you see tears cascading down his round cheeks as he looks at you two.

“I’ve been running since my brother died. Running away from facing Jimin and this soulmate bond.” You smooth his hair away from his face, Yoongi now crouching next to you on the floor. “I’m not running anymore Tae. Please trust me. Trust that I’m strong enough to live through this”

Reaching over you wipe the tears of Yoongi’s face, as he croaks. “Please don’t do this..”

Taehyung envelopes you both on the floor. Both men are now clinging to you. For the first time they notice. Just how cold your skin is, and they break even more.

About Time || Finally Warm

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