Along The Asphodel Meadows

Along the Asphodel Meadows

♔ pairing: min yoongi + reader

♔ genre: oneshot, fluff, Greek mythology AU (hades!yoongi)

♔ word count: 3,677

♔ summary: yoongi was enjoying his time off along the asphodel meadows of the underworld, but found an uninvited, stubborn guest who unprecedentedly took a liking to his realm instead.

♔ a/n: based on the story of hades & persephone bc i read somewhere that persephone descended into the underworld willingly bc she likes it?? also!! i obviously changed the myths so don’t come for my ass for writing incorrect facts ok some are changed voluntarily for convenience l o l

Greek Mythology AU series: NJ | SJ | YG | HS | JM | TH | JK

It’s a relatively normal day in the Underworld—grey, the usual shade that embodies this part of the Underworld, and no sunlight, making it relatively misty, with fog enveloping the ghost-like figures roaming the plains. Yoongi walks along the meadows of the asphodel, his bare feet feeling the cold soil that has hardened over the past centuries, yet still jutting out the off-white flowers with eerie grey leaves for the souls of the dead to eat. His white, pale skin stands out in his all black attire, as if glowing against the grey background. That’s what the meadows of asphodel consists of, grey skies, grey ghosts, and grey flowers.

He’s heading towards the well, on the far side of the plains, away from prying eyes. This well is no ordinary well. It does not contain water, only the power to lift him from the Underworld to the land of being without any notice. Yoongi is a simple man. He doesn’t want or need much. Being the ruler of the Underworld, he is used to the lack of interaction from fellow deities, and he basks in it. He spends his days in his humble abode in Tartarus, the pandemonium of the Underworld, playing the organon with his thin and long fingers, sleeping a little bit longer than everyone else given that there is no sunshine to protrude through the window curtains to act as an alarm, or walking alone at his own pace along the Asphodel meadows, and the land of being. Min Yoongi is a simple man, and he enjoys being alone.

Nearing the well, his bleak eyes land on a figure. He furrows his brows in confusion, and his feet march a little faster to his secret escape that doesn’t seem to be secret anymore.

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a flair for the dramatic

anonymous asked: “hiii can you write a wonhui enemies to lovers fic ?? if it could be a college!au that’d be cool but anything is fine honestly!! i’d also like if it could be long if it’s not too much to ask. thank you in advance :)”

✧ pairings → wonhui, side jeonghao, jigyu, and some other implied pairings

✧ genre → angst, fluff

✧ warning → alcohol

✧ words → 6,300

✧ summary → wonwoo completely and absolutely hates wen junhui. and nobody in the drama club can convince him otherwise. or, wonwoo’s an idiot and junhui is too kind for his own good.

a/n ; i recommend reading this on your browser or on ao3 (which i’ve linked below this) so that the app doesn’t crash on you while you’re reading!

✎ cross-posted here

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Part Of The Job | Choi Vernon | Oneshot

Title: Part Of The Job

Pairing: Choi Vernon x Reader

Synopsis: Vernon is caught in a big lie by his ex roommate. | Espionage AU - Fanfic Trope Showdown Writing Challenge

Genre/Warnings: Spy!AU, non-idol!AU, angst (?), roommate!AU, swearing, female reader, Svt side characters (maknae line)

Words: 4.6k

POV: Third person

Requested: No

The girl followed her soon to be ex-roommate in haste as he frantically packed his bags. “What’s so urgent that you have to leave me now! I won’t have anyone to share rent with and I’ll end up on the streets!” she gave him and look of desperation while he responded with one of sympathy.

It had been a while back when the two met through an ad that (y/n) posted online, looking for a roommate to share rent with. She had posted it as soon as she was given the green light from her parents to move out so the girl hadn’t even found a place to stay. The two were eventually able to bond over finding an apartment together and their friendship had continued to grow from there.

“I’m sorry (y/n) but my mom needs me. You know family always comes first,” Hansol said, placing a comforting hand on the girl’s shoulder. It was a tough situation for her to be in because on one hand, she was basically losing one of her closest friends but on the other, she knew the truth that family did always come first and if she were in the same situation as him, he would never expect her to choose him over her mother.

She could only give a sullen nod to the boy and the same sympathetic smile made its way back onto his face.

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Too Late (Ch.1)

mood board made by yours truly! | disclaimer: I do not own the rights to any of the images used.

※ Pairing: Gang!Choi Junhong x Student!OC  ※ Genre(s): GANG!AU, University/College!AU, Romance, Fluff, Angst, & Slight-Comedy ※ Words: 6,383 ※ Song(s) That Inspired Me: Now | Now or Never | Dramarama | Like You ※ POV: 3rd Person

※ Summary: It’s always funny when you first meet someone, your brain quickly gathers every single piece of intel to help your heart make sure that you know what you’re getting yourself into. Unfortunately, it’s quite easy to trick those first impressions and now, Mihyun finds herself in a relationship with a member of one of the notorious gangs in Seoul. Funny story… she has no prior knowledge of Junhong’s gang affiliation until one night a certain someone learns about her and the romantic bond that she and Junhong share. Question now is…how is Junhong going to keep her safe and still maintain loyalties to his members? Loyalties are definitely going to be put to the test —  especially with a “friend” taking a liking to her.

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ALL THE TIMES YOU KNOCKED || iii. the time you scared me

◦ pairing: reader x jungkook

◦ rating: pg [angst • tw; assault/battery, paranoia/anxiety]

◦ word count: 1.2k

⇠ ii. the time you didn’t actually need to borrow milk | iii. | iv. the time i made pancakes ⇢

all the times you knocked || m a s t e r l i s t

The overtime is pulling at my eyelids when I lumber down the long hallway to reach my apartment. It sits quietly at the end of the hall. All the lights are off, except one. A dim pool of soft yellow spills from beneath the door across mine. But, I don’t linger on it. I struggle instead, to balance my laptop and all the folders in one hand and fit my key into the lock with the other. It’s been a long day. A single manila folder slips from the top of the stack as I press my weight against the door. It won’t go anywhere, I think, so I shuffle into my apartment to set things down.

I release the weight from my arms to the dining table. The mock-up designs for my most recent client slips out of its file and to the ground. I reach for it, but there is a knock on the door before I hear it click shut. The pang in my gut and the heat boiling through my body makes me freeze. No, I clasp my hands to my head, pushing through my hair in panic. It can’t happen again. The hand that holds the door is nearly hidden in a black sleeve. I act fast. Lunging forward, hands spread out, I push the door closed. He’s not coming in this time. Flesh and bone and blood– he deserves more damage than to only the hand that caused all of this.

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It’s The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year

Chapter 2: Epilogue: 180309

♛ pairing: min yoongi/park jimin, yoonmin

♛ ao3 link

♛ summary: “What’s this, baby?” Yoongi asks as he moves to sit up, holding Holly back as he continues to try and lick at his face. Serendipity purrs as she slinks down from the headboard to curl on Jimin’s pillow, sniffing it contentedly. She has always liked Jimin more.

Jimin practically skips over to him, miraculously balancing the tray with ease before setting it gently on the large bedside table. “It’s a birthday breakfast for the birthday boy! Happy Birthday, my love.”

comments: hey! ya girl is back with another chapter for this fic that i will never forget because it literally holds such a special place in my heart. i think it has a lot of potential for more chapters, whether flashback or epilogue and i hope you all love it! i wrote this literally in two nights so… yeah