Best ranking: #12 in fanfiction God!Jimin AU Park Jimin, a mysterious super natural being falls in love with Yoona , a small town girl, but refuses to reveal his true identity. She sets herself on a mission to discover the truth, and when she does, her life changes forever.. Timeline: is a mix of modern and ancient t...
"That's my tattoo, Y/N, on your body. You know exactly what that means." BTS Jungkook x Reader tattoo artist AU gang AU Thanks and credits to all of the original artists of the amazing edits and fan arts, as well as the creator of the cover @namjoonkie and original artist @diatybx?❤️ Highest Ranking: [#1 in Fanfict...
"we weren't supposed to be together," he pants, distaste patterned on his tongue «a promise overdue, an arranged marriage in set. he kisses me and doesn't mean it. i kiss him and don't mean it. looks like we'll be doing that for the rest of our lives now» 4/4 - "Hyung-line series"
16 year old Jimin finds a lonely 16 year old Taehyung one day during a summer. Jimin fills the lonely void in Tae's heart. Though Jimin too, has loneliness of his own. Honestly, it was that one summer that change a part of both of them. But, was it for better or worse? That one summer.... plus fall
Namjoon is the son of one of the wealthiest corporations CEO and also a very prominent Alpha of the largest ware-clan. Half human/half wolf clan. He is offered up the daughter of a much smaller Ware-clan that needs his help. The only problem is-as soon as the daughter found out she ran away. Kim Namjoon is very well k...
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 bia...
"Kiss me." He choked on his drink, gawking over at you instantly, "HUH?!" "You know, mouth to mouth action, maybe a little tongue if you're lucky," you piped grinning smugly. He looked like he had just got hit so far up between his legs as his expression grew pained. "Please tell me you're joking," he said breathles...
"Still in denial?" You asked softly. "About what?" "Missing her," you piped quietly, heart knotting as you spoke. He sighed, his face almost buried into the book before him. "It's okay that you do..." He eyed you carefully, "What are you? My tutor or my shrink?" You licked your lips a bit, the pencil in your hand lam...
Mara was convinced that she wasn't fated to live a normal, quiet life the moment she decided to play and cross paths with the devils themselves.
Angels have wings. Demons have horns. But what do fuck boys have?