And in that moment, I realized something that I've always known deep down in my heart. I finally understand why my eyes would always cling to him in a room, why my mood would always lighten up whenever he was around, why my world brightened up when I met him- why the sun shined brighter, trees and grass were greener, flowers smelled better. Why he makes my world more beautiful simply by existing in it. It's because I'm in love him. The type of love that you never knew existed until you finally experience it yourself, the type of love that's hard to put into words because it's a love you've never had for anyone else. And never will. - JAMISON MACK ... And in which, Jamison Mack drunkly kisses his very much in love bestfriend, Hayden Zhang. Shouldn't be much of a problem, they both agree to forget about it. It was a drunken mistake. Nothing more, nothing less. One problem, neither of them can stop thinking about it. What could go wrong? Or in simpler words, a chaotic bisexual pro basketball player who's in love with his playboy footballer bestfriend. highest rankings #1 - interracialbxb #1 - maybesmut #2- collegefootball #2- interracialbxb #3- lgbtq #3- interracialbxb #13- interracialbxb

♡ . Mourning Dove is a heartwarming high school novella that follows Rei Shirotori, an ambitious and fiercely competitive student, and her academic rival, Asahi Kazehaya, the boy who seems to effortlessly outshine her at every turn. ᛝ Rei prides herself on her determination and focus-until Asahi's sunny personality and infuriating charm begin to unravel her carefully built walls. She's determined to keep her distance, but Asahi has a way of getting under her skin, challenging her in ways she never expected. ◞ As rivalry turns into something more, Rei must confront the feelings she's buried beneath years of pride and insecurity. Is it possible that the one person she's always tried to outdo could be the one who understands her best? ⋆⁺₊✧

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐵𝑌 © 𝑌𝑈𝐿𝐼𝐾𝐴 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝑌𝑁 ( 2022 ) 𝓓𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘: n. an unchosen path carved by forces beyond their control. Stars strive to stand out. To be noticed, to be remembered. Yet some yearn for the peace that only death can bestow. To forget. To Vanish. But stars don't fade quietly. They can't. So they erupt-one final, blinding act of defiance. ❛ In the silence between stars, a forgotten light dares to rise, and rewrite its fate. ❜ started: 01/25/2022 finished:

"𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒏, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕, 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑮𝒆𝒕𝒐?" "𝐒𝐨 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝... 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲." ··•☽︎☽︎♕︎☾︎☾︎•·· [𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙎𝙊𝙊𝙉!]

After an unlucky encounter with a well-known villian organization, Kirishima is branded with a burn scar in the shape of their symbol-- desperate to rid himself of the mark, he takes on the help of a tattoo artist from the Underground. THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS ONLY MEANT FOR READERS 18+

Bakugou needs some new gear. Lucky for him, a new engineer has made her way to UA-- but God, does she push his buttons. This is a SLOW BURN Bakugou x Female Reader fanfic. There is SMUT, so if that isn't your thing, don't read. Characters are 18+ and in their final year at UA. Art for this series is on my Instagram and Tumblr (@pollypenname). WARNINGS: -Sexually explicit content -Swearing -Violence

"I hate everyone." "Except me, right?" "No, especially you." ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ It's funny, isn't it? That when the whole world decides to become infected with a brutal and fatal virus, the real monsters are the ones still alive? Blake Finnegan lost most of his life before the apocalypse anyway. So for him, it's no problem. But can a group of four just as tormented teenagers change his perspective? ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ "Genies grant three." "I'll take three." I shrug. "Two." He bargains. "Three." I say sterner. "One." He couldn't look any more relaxed. I almost take up his earlier offer on two. Almost. I'm still too stubborn. "Five." I cross my own arms, covered in dirt. "I-" He stutters, "You're going backwards."

"Ruin the world?" "I mean yeah, we could do that." ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ When Faith - a 21 year old detective - finds herself wrapped up in one of the most life threatening cases in New York, the last thing she expects to do is take in 15 year old Alyona - the daughter of New York's most dangerous mafia boss. ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻ "Delinquent, huh?" He raises his brows, completely ignoring my threat covered in design of a warning. "Would you rather criminal?" I return. "I'd rather you not jump to conclusions based on my appearance." He deadpans. "Am I wrong?" He scoffs slightly, looks to the side to reveal a sharp jawline before looking back at me, "I'm not here to take her," He changes the subject, "I just need to make sure she's alive and well." ⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻⎻

Monsters are real and so are demons. They live inside us, taking form as a mere demon on your shoulder as if it would be so easy to defy them. As if they're a fly, chased away at the wave of a hand. Sometimes they're jealous, they fight for your spot. They fight for you. Sometimes they ruin you, ripping you apart at the seams until you surrender. And sometimes.. They win. Sometimes it is you, now on their shoulder, begging for better. Begging for redemption. Begging for mercy. But their response is simple yet deadly, because a demon looks like everything you thought you wanted. "You ask for mercy? Where was mine?" .. One thing seraphina learns is; not everyone can be a hero. She's tried. But she is not a hero nor is she a savior. She is Seraphina Mirae Solace. So the question she asks you, mortals and immortals alike, just how easy is it to slip over the thin line of good and evil? And just how easy is it for you to lose everything? ... A novel full of Greek mythological references, badass woman, morally grey characters and plot twists that will have your jaw dropping. ... "Make me." I'm unsheating my blade in seconds, pushing it to pierce his skin. Small drops of black blood bead around the blade and he grabs the blade, pushing it closer. "That's more like it," he praises. There's a wicked look in his eyes and for a moment i'm speechless. "Fuck you," comes in a whisper. His eyes follow the curve of my lips as i murmur the curse. With a lick of the lips, he's looking back up, eyes darkened. "I will," he promises. - ©flirtykuu an original novel.