Before him, I used to love being afraid. I wasn't your average girl; I played the most terrifying games, read the most riveting thrillers, and watched every horror film I could get my hands on. I was in love with the sheer exhilaration that fear afforded me; when I was afraid, I was alive. Of course, that's an easy hobby to have when you get your thrills from watching it happen to someone else. It was all fun and games when I was the one turning the pages, manipulating the controls, sitting at home wrapped in a blanket in front of a T.V. screen as I lived a nightmare vicariously through the characters. Being scared was fun because I knew none of it was real. There was a clear line between fantasy and reality. Turn off the T.V., close the book, quit the game, and I was in control again. I was safe, like always. I could walk away, laughing and alive. I used to love being afraid... Until it wasn't a game anymore. My name is Jericho Andromeda Winters, and this is my story.

"hey" seen. "stop leaving me on seen" seen. "i love you." replying... 060917 #1 in fanfiction !!

Reader insert. ~When she holds on, the pain kills her up-to a point where she had to let go. She doesn't want to. She loves him and as blind as love is, she'll kill herself for him. ~ <This is an AU and none of the characters are actually based off of people in real life>

"you've chosen the right girl." - On the 69th day after meeting BTS: Namjoon is scared, Jin is quiet along with Yoongi and Hoseok, while Jimin's mad. Jungkook's a fumbling idiot with a gun, and Taehyung's unconscious on the cold ground. ...and well you, you're being a sarcastic moron not taking any of the dangerous situation seriously. How did a fun-bubbling concert end up this way? ~ Namjoon x Y/N based ~ - 2/4 - "Hyung-line series."

"Why can't you just admit that you like me?" you piped, grinning evilly. "Because I don't," Jungkook snapped, jaw clenching, "and I never will." - You owe your ex-boyfriend 20k. Why? Don't ask, read to find out. And in order to help that money fly back into his wallet faster, you helplessly rob, use, and exploit Jungkook (& the rest of the band). He thinks of you as a crazy Dora-the-Explorer-Swiper-lookin'-ass; in other words, a criminal with borderline obsessions with him. Jungkook despises you, while you, you're just trying to survive and clear your name and reputation. ~ come for a read and enjoy the ride ~

You, a fan, are dead and haunt BTS. Being involved in an accidental hit-and-run by the boys' tour bus on your birthday wasn't how you planned on dying. But it happened. A confused ghost you were, failing to find its place, you did what you could do and followed them back. You don't know why, but you targeted your bias, Yoongi, the most in your trails. Seeking playful revenge, all hit the fan the minute you realize that you aren't invisible to one member... Park Jimin can very much see you.

Desecrating the purest of hearts. They toy with women to watch them squirm, pollinate the seeds of despair, to satiate their Seven Deadly Sins. -Ellen Hopkins

"Y/N, please tell me that I do not have a tail right now." BTS Jimin x Reader Hybrid AU Translations : Portuguese [Highest Ranking : #85 in Fanfiction]

Pictures of Jacksepticeye. Based off of my "Mark Is a Friggin' Beautiful Photo God" story. Dedicated to @GayJayy