#vmin#vminau in a time where legends and myths were still status quo, one of the most popular was the legend of Charon, the ferryman, who brought the dead across the river Styx for a small fee of one coin. Whoever could not pay the fee was not allowed to cross and were left
wandering the shores for eternity. His family had always been poor but with the dying of the crops this harvest, they didn’t even have enough to eat. When he died, they were way too poor to give him a coin for his after life. Instead they just left stalks of periwinkle.
In the high hope his soul would forgive them, but they couldn’t pay the price.
When he woke up, alone and cold on the dark shore by the river Styx, he immediately noticed something amiss. His hands were full of periwinkle, but the necessary coin...it wasn’t there.
No coin meant no afterlife. No afterlife meant he would never be able to rest and be born again. The Fact to be doomed for eternity broke his soul and he started to cry in desperate, heartbreaking sobs.
When the ferryman heard the broken boy cry, his heart started to hurt. For the first time in centuries his cold hard heart was moved and finally he get something again. Seeing the boy so sad broke his own heart so he lets him enter the boat without a coin. The boy knew, it was a
miracle. His only demand being one of the boys flowers, for keeping him company on the long journeys from shore to shore. The ferry moved silently through the waters, the journey long and exhausting for every soul. Especially after crying so much. But over time they got to know
each other and eventually they fell in love.
when the ferry lands on the dock, the boy is once again heartbroken, but this time for a whole other reason. Calming his loved one, the ferryman promises something.
“In your next life my love, please wait for me. You’ll find me holding your flower dear to my heart”
And indeed when the boy is reborn as another boy called Taehyung, he falls in love in college with a boy called Jimin.
He’s gorgeous and funny and somehow tattoo of a flower right over his heart matches the one Taehyung has exactly.
Aka the one where they’re made for each other in every life, including the reborn ones.
This one is for @glitteryfics bc they challenged me to make a prompt out of this
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Maybe he should listen to his friends once in a while, Taehyung thought to himself when he walked by a kind of familiar looking stone formation that he was about 95% sure he had walked by already TWICE.
Sighing out in the silence that surrounded him, you couldn‘t really say silent since birds were chirping and insects were rustling all around him but it was silent if you came from the big city..like him, he sat down for a moment and pushed a hand through his hair. Well if he
didn‘t find a way out of these woods or at LEAST some kind of shelter in about two hours then he was fucked. Seriously fucked. His phone, of course, didn‘t have any reception and he was laden only with his camera and his backpack that didn‘t have a lot of useful things since he
Kim Taehyung had never slept with anyone twice, he was a notorious hit and quit man and he didn’t give a damn about whoever thought that wasn’t a good lifestyle. It worked for him so whatever.
It was a rainy Tuesday afternoon when his best friend, namely Jeon Jungkook, came up to him while they were eating burgers in the cafeteria of their college. He was pretty sure there was a fry sticking out of the corner of his mouth and probably ketchup around his lips but the
boy didn’t even care and just sat down, put his tray (banana milk, lentil soup with a side of more lentils, one small dollop of cream for the soup) down and exclaimed
@Veenati#btsau#ot7
the one where they stay up all night just being with each other.
in their trainee days they barely slept and trained way too much. thankfully those days where over, although that might sound a little harsh.
they had lots of good memories but also lots of stress and loads of work.
nowadays they didn't live in each others pockets anymore
everyone had their own apartment and could get some quiet every now and then but still somehow they found together at evenings like that as if they were moths drawn to the light.
it had started with the promise of home cooked food, had gone on with a few bottles of beer and wine
@vmindelulu#vmin
the one where Taehyung likes to rile Jimin up when they're in the club
the bass was pumping heavily through his veins while he was dancing to another song and another and another. he was sweaty and his muscles were the perfect kind of achy that came from either long rounds of love making or dancing the night away. this time it was the latter.
his boyfriend hadn't been able to come, he said. didn't want to go out "I'm tired tae", so Taehyung did what he did best. he dressed in his tightest pants and his silkiest shirt and said goodbye to a salivating Jimin. and there he was, dancing with a stranger since his lover
@_bubblestae#taekook
the one where they're high school sweethearts and now sophomore at college. instead of going home to their families they decide to go on a road trip together.
once the bell rang they were finally FREE. Taehyung was skipping out of lecture hall just to find his boyfriend already waiting outside, standing in the sun with a huge grin and a pair of keys dangling from his hands. the older of the two flew into his waiting lovers arms,
wrapping his arms and legs around the built frame in front of him. completely secure in the knowledge that Jungkook would catch him.
their mouths crashed together even when Jungkooks arms wrapped around Taehyungs waist and suddenly the world was spinning. "I can't wait to go"
the fact that rips in the dimensions happened from time to time was already old news. sometimes an alien showed up, sometimes someone disappeared in a rift..nothing new. but when Jeon Jungkook woke up one morning finding a way more colorful version of himself in his dining room
he startled so bad he let his phone drop to the ground. "the fuck", he growled out and was THIS short to calling security when he noticed the other shivering. probably scared. pathetic.
after first introductions where done (him a powerful CEO and known internationally vs. pastel
loving graduate student) it was decided he'd stay at his villa for the time being. his other self, shortly nicknamed googie, stuck out like a sore thumb in his home. everything was white and black sometimes a little red...the pastel tones his other self seemed to love so much