almost started weeping on the train

Ethereal (M) || Yoongi AU!Smut

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Genre: Hella fucking Smut || Fluff (ish?) || Angst 

Word Count: 5.4k

Description: ethereal; extremely delicate and light, in a way that seems not to be of this world.
If there was a moment that Min Yoongi could beg to forget, it would be the moment he could feel pain from seeing such a pretty girl, like you, cryingIt was a terribly beautiful concept, but he wished he hadn’t lived through it…

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Fic: In Grand Central Terminal

I’m not sure if it’s even possible to break the fourth wall in fanfic but I think I just did. Told from the first person point of view of an anonymous third party. I’ve used this style before a very long time ago and got good feedback, please let me know what you think.

Enjoy the fix-it fic. Follow-up may be forthcoming if there is enough interest…

Summary: Written off the back of Episode 4x11 ‘Heroes and Villains’

“There is a man in Grand Central Terminal. I think he’s living there…”


There is a man in Grand Central Terminal. I think he’s living there.

He’s always in the same place, morning and night. I see him every day on my way to and from work. He’s been there for three weeks.

He’s always in the same clothes. A dusty, dirty suit that was once designer and a double cuff shirt flapping open over his hands, the cufflinks long since sold, pawned or simply lost. He has a cane and walks with a limp. I think he’s an alcoholic but I’ve never seen him with a bottle. Or maybe some other kind of addictive substance that’s completely screwed him over. He looks like he had it all and lost it overnight.

There are more than enough homeless people in this city but this one looks so completely out of place. It’s almost as if he’s not real, like a fictional character brought to life. I keep expecting someone to yell 'cut!’ and he’ll drop the limp and walk away to hair and make-up.

But they never yell and he never moves.

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