"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 Fanfiction]

"oops. i saw that." in which a girl saw taehyung spraying paint on the principal's car and now taehyung has to treat her to food to keep her quiet. [ story idea from peachytae ]

In which they raise a plant together. "That's my plant" "Actually, its mine" ©hugchim a Taehyung ff Started: 032517 Ended:

Kim Seokjin is one of the famous bad boys of their academy. A rebel who only know how to bully and cause trouble. He was a good boy before the girl who he truly love passes away. She died from cancer at a young age. He felt that his world tore apart when she left. He was too dedicated to her that he became the complete opposite of who he was. He became afraid to love again thinking that he'll only be left behind again. He became the bad boy who doesn't care about anyone's feelings anymore. Until a transferree named Yoon Mara came into his life. She's two years younger than him. He once tried to bully her but ended up being beaten by her. An issue began leaking about what happened. He was embarrassed by this and thought of a revenge. So he made her as his servant. Yup, a miserable servant. She has no choice but to follow everything he's going to tell her. They hate each other so much. But as the time passes, their feelings for each other is slowly turning upside down. Will it be the way to change him back to who he was? Will she be the reason for him to love again? How if he finds out that she's the sister of the woman who he loved? Will he ignore his past to live the present or ignore the present to continue living in the past? ~×~×~×~ My first BTS Fanfic! And my third story! Hope you support this one too! I'm not Jin-biased but he's my wrecker lol. And I think he's the best to fit the character. Please read and vote for this story! X O X O ~ #CKFICSAwards2018

This little boy saved me from being hit by a car, when I was 5 years old. 13 years passed and I still don't know who and where he is.

Heart pounding, and back pressed against the wall. "This is it." A dark alley filled with men dressed in all black. Guns aimed and ready to shoot, me. "Stop." There was the sound of a familiar voice. He was dressed in all black too. On top of his mouth, a mask was present, and the rest of his face hidden by the hoodie on top of his head. But why did his figure look so familiar, and why did his voice sound so comforting? Who is he? - Story idea from user: @Suga_Kim Start: 07/08/17 Finish: 11/04/17 Highest: #5 on Fanfiction 01/06/18 © 2017 by sweetaeguk on Wattpad. All Rights Reserved.

Will another promise be broken? | Started April 4th, 2015. |

tinc•ture \ˈtiŋ(k)-chər\ : a substance that colors, dyes, or stains

❝―no one will love you if you're unattractive.❞ © lofangs [completed]

he asked the ocean to take his soul.