These are one of the bts Jimin fanfics I've read!

ON HOLD As I reveal my shame to you, . . . I wear it like a tattoo Squid Game Season Two (cover by htsukoi) SSAILORSONG / KAYLEN 2025

ʜᴡᴀɴɢ ᴊᴜɴ-ʜᴏ x ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ---------------- "𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗶'𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲" ---------------- ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs •𝗺𝘂𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 •𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲 •𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱 •𝗸𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝘀 •𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁 ----------------- started: october 25, 2021 ended: @ʏᴜᴛᴀsʟᴠʀʀ

These are a series of : Groupchats & Instagram Posts involving the pouges, kooks, one on ones, and the cast :))

''Oh, girl. No offence, you are... like okay, but hell no! I couldn't be able to show my face around with you next to me. Everyone would be-'' Something escapes my lips, followed by another weird noise. I hear it sharp and clear cutting the air, shutting everything up, even Harry. God what have I done? Did I just slap my Boss' son? *** Cover by: MySillyHarryDiary All Rights reserved to: MySillyHarryDiary

Ever since Katara got her memory back, she's hated Zuko. And who wouldn't? After all, he lied to her and used her, or so she thinks... But now a new element has arrived, in the form of Twila, a girl from a place that shouldn't exist: a sea of ice between the poles. She says her people are descended from the ancient Spirits, before the time of benders and humanity. But what does she want with Katara and Zuko? What is this Prophecy she speaks of? And who will survive, when the world is at stake?

A prophecy states that fire and water must be destined together... Is it Zuko and Katara the prophecy is talking about? Or.. Will Aang and Katara continue their Love? Do happy endings really come true? Is the prophecy telling the truth or not? Because love needs sacrifice. Will someone sacrifice something just for the sake of love, or just for the sake of the world? I don't Own Avatar The Last Airbender =))

*A Zutara fanfic* Kara has been living in a little fishing village in the northern Earth Kingdom for as long as she can remember--literally. She woke up on its shores nearly six months ago, and she knows that if it hadn't been for Aki, she'd be dead. She's accepted that her life is in this village now, whoever she may have been--to her mind, it's better this way. It's better not knowing. But then a boy comes to the village--a boy who carries himself like a man. He's different from anyone Kara's ever seen before, and he seems to know her, he seems to understand her in a way no one else has. His name, he says, is Lee, but he says no more than that, and Kara is lost. How is she supposed to reconcile the little she knows about herself with this handsome, scarred stranger? How is she supposed to know what to do, when she doesn't even know who, or what, she is? And, more importantly, how is the banished prince of the worst nation in history supposed to convince a girl with no memory--a girl that he believed to be dead because of his actions--that he's on her side, when he knows that if she ever remembers, she will hate him?

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

**mature** "We accept the love we think we deserve." ― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower "I would do anything for you, you know that right?" I ask her. "Harry, we can't." She pushes back slightly, as I lean down to place a kiss on her neck. "Hunter." "Does Hunter touch you like I do? Does he make you feel good?" My fingers inch lower down her stomach. Her whimper was the only thing I wanted to hear. "My brother doesn't make you feel the way I do, you know it." Highest rank - #1 in harry ***DISCLAIMER: WRITTEN WHILST 14!!*** © All rights reserved to @FineMelodyxx.