I have it all, huh? I'm sweet and caring for everyone and anyone. Yeah, I'm a little dumb, but that's just because I'm lazy, right? Right?! I'm fine, right?! Don't worry about me, these are just minor scratches! Everything's okay [major violence, cursing, sexual abuse / assault ( never in detail ), slurs (specifically sexual), suicidal thoughts and actions]

This wasn't what Kaminari Denki wanted. Or was it? He couldn't tell anymore. Caught in between his friends and a family he can't just forget, he has to make a choice. But maybe he already made it, when he told Shigaraki he'd spy on UA for the League of Villains in exchange for the life and freedom of the two people he cares about the most, and his own health. He doesn't expect to be saved-he knows all too well the incompetence of the hero society. And he knows that he'll be on his own afterwards, hated by the people that have-for better or worse-changed his life forever. The saying is that lightning never strikes the same place twice, that it would take a miracle. Well, Denki's hoping it does, cause he's running out of time and options fast and he could sure as hell use a miracle right about now. I DO NOT OWN MY HERO ACADEMIA. MY HERO ACADEMIA BELONGS TO KOHEI HORIKOSHI.

❝ Your love for someone can make you loathe yourself ❞ "Why are you late?" I asked him. He dropped his coat on the couch and seemed tired. "I had some important works to complete, " he avoided my eyes, making it less obvious. My gaze stopped on his neck, there was a fresh hickey. I felt a strong pain in my heart as if someone stabbed me right there. ••• AU | Park Jimin HIGHEST RANKING: #2 IN FANFICTION 18th June 2018 Started: 29th September 2017 Ended: 6th February 2018 Copyright© 2017-18 onemonsoon Rewritten version - ongoing

"you certainly do make me feel pretty." (TRIGGER WARNING - eating disorder, self-harm.)

Sometimes, people need to learn the hard way not to take people for granted. Especially when that person is someone as important as Taehyung to BTS. {~I'm skipping prologue guys~} (Not edited)

"You bought me for a night, you don't own me." "Then why did you scream my name like I was yours?" Silk Sheets -a novel about a girl who sees herself only as worthy as the pleasure she can give someone else- NOT A Y/N STORY NOT A SHIPPING STORY NOT TO BE CREEPY TOWARDS BTS ITS FACE CLAIMS p.j.m. Sugar Daddy a.u. by @callmebyyourname97 The story is actually only 49 parts the rest is extra chapters, updates Cover by @TheChristianChimChim Highest rankings: #1 bangtan #7 fan fiction #11 Park Jimin

Before the beginning there was seven of them. After the end there was one. Will he join his friends? Friends. Hope. Care. Trust. Strength. Dedication. Loyalty. Friends. Smile.

"I don't need them. I'm okay. This is me. I don't need anyone trying to change me. To fix me. They can't fix me, because I'm not broken. I don't need to be fixed." _ in which a bipolar boy writes letters to someone _ All rights reserved. Copyright © wangzico 2016

"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and red... Is the color of my bleeding conscience. As I don't want to let him down, I kept those answers to myself. And all I said was "You want me to start using other colors too?" "As much as I want you to start opening your heart, to the fact that you have many other people who loves you and cares about you, and that it's not only me." I froze as I am not able to give him an answer to that. I hate lying. But I hated disappointing him even more. started: 08/08/15 completed: 23/06/17