Dominada rotundamente por el creciente deseo oculto y penoso hacia los que sus deseos carnales la arrastran cada vez que lo ve, se da a sí misma la tarea de corromper a aquél sujeto dueño de sus pensamientos húmedos, del que corre más de un rumor. El destino había decidido que Yeori se fijara en ese chico raro, casto...
she dreads to get to school because of one name. ; high school au, tsundere!taehyung lmao » under edit » #4 in fanfiction on 171222
the tragic story of taehyung, who is faced with a dire dilemma: to support his father lucifer's apocalyptic plans to rid the world of humanity or to abandon this realm for his home in heaven. / ongoing (heavily editing.)
Angels have wings. Demons have horns. But what do fuck boys have?
Desde que las flores no son suficientes, tal vez, las mismas matemáticas sean la solución a sus problemas amorosos. ☀️ Aviso: ningún número fue lastimado en el proceso. Altos niveles de ternura, no me hago cargo de ataques diabéticos.
Then there was a long pause, a minute of silence he so desperately needed just to wrap his thoughts around all of this. ''Ah, I'm sorry about your boyfriend. I couldn't help myself. The thought of somebody else having you, somebody else owning such a precious work of art drove me insane.'' Within seconds, he stood up...
She hurried to hide her bag when a certain someone exposed its content. "Why in the world is your bag full of hand sanitizer and soap!?" "I am allergic to your existence. Now go away from me..you germ!" || completed