"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

Basically just a bunch of smutty or angsty oneshots. Fucking slow ass updates because I suck. All these stories are mine please do not use them. *WARNING, THE MAJORITY OF THESE STORIES ARE DARK! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO DARK THEMES!*

just some scenarios between bts x black girl reader♡♡♡ Started: march 2018

where jimin moves into an apartment with thin walls and finds out that his neighbor makes the prettiest noises at night. © glossify

Taehyung and Yoongi are soulmates, the marks that showed up when they met represent eachother. The sun for Taehyung and moon for Yoongi. What happens when a star shows up on both of their marks after saving a young boy who was seemingly jumped in Daegu? Reached #1 Taegikook

He is not famous in this story.

sidenotes: • contains profanity • no smut !! • requests? open! highest ranking: #275 in fanfiction - 04/19/18 (tysm ly bbys <3) ctto of all pictures used.

All about Jeon Jungkook imagines...feel free to request..just pm me..i'm free for this..

"...For me, Music the most beautiful thing in the world." You smiled at him genuinely, but he only replied with a smirk. He abruptly pulled you closer to him, a hand still on your waist as the other cupped your cheek. "Really? Then I'll show you something even better..." He muttered. He looked into your eyes with such passion until he leaned down with his eyes closed. That moment, your lips touched. Jeon Jungkook Love Story... Featuring: The rest of BangTan... X READER... #Ongoing #Kpop Collaboration #Two Author Power! #It came in 415th in fan fiction so far? Started: April 15, 2k16 Ended: Never [Jk] Me: Cheesy, I know...

A collection of my Jikook/Kookmin oneshots 🌈 The earlier the fic, the shittier the grammar. As a non-native, I like to think my writing is heaps better now than before. Read the newer stuff if you can't look past the mistakes I'm too embarrassed to fix now. Do not reupload or translate my fics, thank you.