"Jungkook. Just. Humped. Me." BTS Jungkook x Reader Bunny JK ❤️❤️ lol it sounds weird but trust me Highest Rank: [#1 in Fanfiction]

"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]

the text messages between a girl who doesn't care for labels and a boy who is labeled worldwide as the hottest male alive and it all started from a simple wrong number situation READ AT YOUR OWN RISK LOL

《Highest rank: #2 in Jeon》 《Highest rank: #1 in asylum》 《Highest rank: #6 in sonyeondan》 《Highest rank: #16 in army》 《Highest rank: #1 in bts》 《Highest rank: #1 psycho》 《Highest rank: #87 in fanfiction》 《Highest rank: #105 in Jungkook》 "Don't forget that he is dangerous." "Nobody could help him till now." "He is crazy." "Don't talk with him about yoursef." "Be careful." "He gets agressive easly." "He is in room 106." These were some of the things I heared when I was on my way to the room 106, the room of my first patient, the room of Jeon Jungkook. Dedicated to @JeonJeong-Kook

"hey so my wi-fi kinda broke down and i was wondering if i could use your wi-fi? if yes, what's your wi-fi password?" in which a girl who tries to figure out her neighbour's wi-fi password.

My name is Rima Hatake, so I guess you can tell who my father is, the copy cat nin Kakashi. As for my mother, well that's a secret best kept hidden, for if it were to get out I would have a certain S-ranked criminal after me. Before she was murdered, my mother sent me off to Kumogakure to train with Killer Bee-sama, but that was nearly seven years ago. Now, I have been summoned back to Konoha by the Hokage to join one of the genin teams and reunite with my father, the man who chose the village over his own wife and child. Let's just say, things are about to get interesting. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto, only the characters I created.

(Completed) Tsuki Haruno is the older twin sister of Sakura Haruno. Tsuki isn't like her sister who spends her time chasing a boy who has no interest in her, instead Tsuki spends her time reading, studying, and training. Tsuki was a normal child with a normal family, but this family stopped caring for her and started to neglect her. Tsuki became avoidant to any affection and lost interest of love, she isolated herself and became antisocial. But things got worse when Sakura started to bully her and spread rumors so the kids would bully her as well. After a while Tsuki stops believing in her family and loses herself in the solitary of her room and becomes numb to the harsh reality. But her life changes when she meets a knuckleheaded ninja, an egotistical jerk, and a perverted silver haired jounin and she begins to change into someone stronger and sacrifices her well being for her friends. #161 in Naruto Fanfiction #64 in Sakura Fanfiction #3 in Sakura's Sister Fanfiction

Mariah Kira, she's known nothing but pain, loneliness, and betrayal her whole life. All of this has lead her to a path of isolation not letting anyone get near her again. She's very mean and cold but maybe some certain people can change all of that including a certain cold hearted ravenette. Disclaimer: Based off the manga by Kishimoto Masashi I DO NOT OWN the characters OR THE PLOT!

The bandages that covered his face in life have fallen away, all incinerated and hanging loosely around his neck. His face is completely destroyed. Unrecognizable. The skin covering his face is no longer there, all having melted away. His blood vessels have all burst, his nerves have fried along with the majority of his muscles. His jaw opens and closes a little bit. His eyes bore into me. They're large and round and completely accusing. His teeth are covered in bits of burnt muscle. I feel my heart thudding in my chest. He steps closer, closer. His bone gleams in the dim light. As he closes in on me, a pounding noise begins ringing through my ears. My heart beat- ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. It looked like he had been tossed into a fryer, fried alive, and he had been. By me. I did this to someone. I killed someone's team mate, someone's son. I killed someone's important person. -- Kimiko Kioku, a memory keeper. Never forgets anything, always notices, from the exact way the wind blew her hair against her face to coloring with her brother at five to the lullaby her mother would sing to her as she rocked her when she was not even a year old. She remembers. She remembers the blood, the glassy, clouded over eyes her brother had as he said his last words. She remembers the very first person she killed. She remembers how abandoned she feels, and how everything always feels like it's falling apart at the seams. (Can you say 'worst summary ever to exist'? Okay, maybe not that bad. But still pretty bad.)