Kim Namjoon is the ugliest professor at Bulletproof University... ...or so they thought. #96 in Fanfiction 170512 #1 in NamJin 170827 #4 in Yoonseok 171026 #1 in angst 180711 Managed to stay ranked #842 in Fanfiction for 19 days straight. 161106-25 #44 in BTS 180513 (Cross-posted to AO3)

He isn't normal. In Namjoon's eyes that is. Give him a chance,they say. But for Namjoon it's a big X and he won't tolerate such a thing in his household. For some unknown reason he seems to hate his stepbrother. Or could it possibly be more than meets the eye?

Lee Woozi. A pretty face. With a pretty smile, But also, With a pretty secret. #prettyU --- written by asshat. suggested by her equally dysfunctional brain. -- this story was written when i was much, much younger. there will be plenty of grammatical errors and scenarios that would make you go "huh?" so consider yourself warned.

The stripper club Delirium was one of the bests clubs with amazing strippers and one of the bests was Park Jimin. He was their flower, the most beautiful and the most expensive one. To have a lap dance from him it would cost your life to see his majestic body so close to yours. Park Jimin was a selective man, he chooses who he wants for the night and maybe if he likes you a lot he may let you touch his honey skin and kiss his plump lips, but don't let his innocent face to fool you he would bite you without warning. After all, he is a flower with thorns. or Park Jimin is a stripper and loves to tease till his clients beg for more. He meets six wonderful men that have no problem to share his luxurious body and he shows them what a stripper really is.

It seems that our protagonist has moved into a mansion filled with six dangerous vampires. One could argue that the sensible thing to do would be to pack up and high tail it out of there, but where's the fun in that? Instead, let's sit back and watch as our brave young lad tries to charm his way out of becoming a vampire snack. Will he succeed? Probably not, but it will surely make for some entertaining reading. Perhaps he'll discover a secret weakness or use his sharp wit to outsmart them. Or maybe he'll just become their loyal Butler and spend eternity polishing their silverware. Either way, this should be good! 4# btsxv 29# vxbts Started: 2018-09-27 End:

An overpainted canvas is what I have become over the last couple years. The paint used being bruises and scars. But the worst scars are the once that cover my aching heart. Yet nothing pains me more than the constant blurry mind I contain. A white canvas containing a past of grey and black. The fog that rests over my head seems to be never ending, and all that I need is for that one person to come and save me. So please come save me, I Need U. *** BTS. One of the most popular bands in the world, who is adored and loved by more than millions of people. And they also adore and love each other. Or that is at least what everyone sees on television. In real life there is one person who is the 'odd' one. There is one, who is not adored nor is he loved by his members. And that someone is Kim Taehyung. *** This story belongs to me, but if you want to translate it please ask for permission first and give me credit (:

[ COMPLETED ] Twenty eight year old Katsuki Bakugo was on his way home when he met a familiar face in a dark alley. This is the beginning of a tale of rekindled relationships followed by a few unfortunate events. Twenty seven year old Izuku Midoriya wants to claim what's his. Without putting him in too much danger. Off course that doesn't quite work out for him, danger follows where beer Izuku goes. Falling for this green haired man is a danger in itself. This is a risk Katsuki doesn't know if he is willing to take. Feelings are discovered, hurt, destroyed, and rekindled. All in a twisted path way of lies and violence, love and hate, trust and misfortune. Everything and everyone around Izuku is an enemy. It takes one unlikely person to change his view of the world. CHARACTERS/SOME PLACES BELONG TO KŌHEI HORIKOSHI I OWN NOTHING BUT THE PLOT OF THE STORY