"Everything I've ever let go of, has claw marks on it" Best ranking: #31 in fanfiction Chae Joo Eun discovers that the boy she had known for years, her best friend and partner in crime, is a wolf. She is indifferent to it until, he picks her as his mate...because, once a wolf imprints on someone, there is no undoing it. -Jeon Jungkook- -Wolf!AU-

highly requested lmao. A BOOK OF THE MOST CLICHÉ, OVERUSED CONCEPTS ON KPOP WATTPAD, all condensed into this book. i hope i don't offend anyone, i am not targeting anyone or any book specifically, just a generalization! COPYRIGHT @fandomexposedt 2018 yall who copy me and imma throw rocks at yall #1 in saranghae tag <3

What do you do when you find your picture in a strangers wallet? You find him --------------- Obs: not updated frequently, always fixed and re-written but apparently 'still fuckkin worth it'(?)

~WARNING PURE LEMON!~ I will be using (y/n) = your name stuff like that. Message me privately or on the lemons for who you would like. Normally I don't do pure lemons but I will do my best!

Flashing lights, roaring chants, millions of hands reaching out to grab him- he is exhausted of it all. They claim to want it, they claim they'll take care of it, they claim that they have the money to purchase it- but, really, it's not that he is spending restless nights thinking of. It is the lack of humanity they perceived he owned and the fact that he is more of an object than a living creature. Began ; May 27, 2016 Completed ; May 15, 2018

Long ago, my best friend was taken from me. They took him, and a part of me. I was empty, void of most happiness for some time. To me, Mikaela was my childhood joy. My everything. Now, I have found him. Rather, he found me. But his view on life was shifted. A freak of nature was what they called him. They feared him, believed the words that he truly is a monster. He was not. Original photo: 吉子 on Pixiv

"Cross your heart?" "Cross my heart, hope to die, and end a life with just one lie." - When my light was snuffed out at a young age, I had grown accustomed to the darkness. The way that it covered the light for so long that I entirely forgot about it apart from my distant memories. It had taken care of me when I needed it most. It had taken advantage of me when I was at my most vulnerable point. Of the one I hold dear. Of all of us. This . . . darkness. It goes by a name. It calls itself Prometheus. And we must heed it's call. Or else Prometheus will take away the human life it so graciously allowed us to keep. But they cannot lead me. Control me. For even at the end of it all- I stubbornly control the fate of my precious life. Photo credit to Andressina on Deviantart