"A superhero team? Does that mean we're like, the Korean Avengers or something?" "For the last time, Mark, no, we're not. Lucas and Ten aren't even Korean." Philanthropist Lee Taemin gathers a team of supers with the intention of fighting crime. But when they're faced with the most important project of all - completely eradicating the biggest crime ring in the city - will the past catch up to even the fastest human alive? a super!SuperM au © SugaWithThatTae 2019

"Kiss to stun, shoot to kill." multifandom crime/racer au | sequel to rush © SugaWithThatTae 2019

in which the school's resident badboy helps a seemingly unattractive loser win the heart of his best friend. it sounds like a good idea at first, however, it's all fun and fake dates until somebody accidentally falls in love. a taekook fanfiction. onelasttae © 2020 boyxboy #1 // jeonjungkook #1 // bangtan #1 // #1 vmin

in which the Kim family experiences loss

Namjoon picked up Taehyung, who started- "Um, babe? I think he's growling at me. Is that supposed to happen? Is he supposed to do that? Did I break him?" *** Namjoon, father of six, tries his best...although his kids don't exactly make it easy for him. *** Highest rank: #1 in fan fiction, 5/27/2018

In which Jeon Jungkook, captain of the Multi Combat Sports Club, realises Park Jimin, the school's nerd, isn't actually the weak push over everyone else thinks he is.

❝ do you think they have ramen on the other side? ❞ ❝ i guess we'll just have to find that out for ourselves. ❞

A nameless orphan raised as a tool for killing. A wealthy yet troubled heir, carrying a painful secret. Two lives with no apparent connection suddenly intersect, as though brought together by fate, becoming one. Lan Xing had truly believed his life would end that night. Yet, fate seemed to have other plans for him. Thrust into Yang Chen's body, how will Lan Xing cope with this new life? With his own ghosts still haunting him, he will now have to face the skeletons in Yang Chen's closet... Original work.

He's known since the beginning that whatever this is -- was -- between him and Malfoy was just purely physical. Malfoy had made that abundantly clear. Harry, however, had fallen far too fast and too deep. It didn't make much sense back then and it still doesn't, even now. Yet, Harry, like a fool, had hoped for more. He should have stopped while he was ahead. And now, not only had Malfoy unwittingly ripped Harry's heart out, the blond had proceeded to trample all over it as well. "Goodbye, Potter." He murmurs, sounding just a touch wistful; his fingers tightening ever so slightly on Harry's hand. Cover Art: puking-pastilles (https://puking-pastilles.deviantart.com/) Drarry / angst / smut / fluff / Eighth Year / post-Hogwarts / boyxboy Warnings: Mpreg, Explicit Content (You have been duly warned.)

Five years. Not too long. Not too short. Just enough to gradually pick up the pieces of his life. Just enough to push the painful memories of his past to the back of his mind. Just enough to somewhat rebuild the walls that had come crashing down those last two agonizing years at Hogwarts. Just enough to finally dull the ache that constantly plagued him whenever he saw emerald-green eyes and raven-black hair. Just enough. Until... *I do not own Harry Potter. All Rights belong to JK Rowling. Drarry / Post-Hogwarts / Angst / Some fluff / Smut (you've been warned!)