"it's not gay if we call it a brojob!" (06/2016-10/2016)

J: thank lord I didn't do crazy shit T: you could've sent dick pics J: what T: what When Taehyung texts a number which was hidden inside his desk (Very short chapters) ©︎all rights and plot to @taetaeholic

"So... can we listen to more of that Chinese music?" "It's Korean, Jesus fucking Christ." started ; december sixth, 2015 finished ; february twenty second, 2016 161010 - 100k reads

☾in which an orange haired boy falls in love with his mint haired friend.☽ © whaelien 2016 #103 in fanfiction-06.19.16 started-05.14.16 completed-06.26.16

Jimin is a matchmaker - an assistant to Cupid - and is sent to the mortal world to make a boy named Min Yoongi fall in love with his music partner, Jung Hoseok started ; february eighteenth, 2016 finished ; july seventh, 2016 160515 - #87 in fanfiction 160523 - #75 in fanfiction 160910 - #7 in yoonmin 160910 - #1 in yoonseok 161002 - #2 in yoonmin 160813 - 100k reads 161011 - 200k reads 170317 - 300k reads 170605 - 400k reads 170810 - 500k reads 171019 - 600k reads 171222 - 700k reads

Vincent Pezzementi, captain of the lacrosse team, MVP two years running, and proud gay. Or so everyone thinks. What no one actually knows is Vincent is not actually gay. He is only faking to have all the screaming, and not to mention extremely hot, girls surrounding him at all times. But what happens when Katrina Flores, student body president, is onto his little scheme and confronts him? In front of the whole school, no less? Vincent does the only thing he can think of to get out of this situation, something he's been doing for years, he lies. Not falling for any of it Katrina demands he kiss someone, but not just any someone, Brody McCarthy to be exact. A boy. Will Vincent's plan be unfolded or will he eventually end up falling for the sarcastic, witty, yet amazing sweet nerd, Brody?

"Your name is Kenneth Kentucky and you work at McDonalds?" I glared at him, "Would you like Fries with that?" He began laughing hysterically and I sighed impatiently, waiting for him to stop. Suddenly, he stopped and then, putting both his hands on the counter, staring right into my eyes, he whispered, "I'd like Fries with you." My eyes widened as it slowly registered that Golden Boy McHarden had just openly flirted with me.