Savior (Harry Styles / One Direction)

Random Weirdness.... V2!

Well, I wasn't planning on a second one. But I guess Wattpad realized I was finally over the part limit. *sob*. So I'll copy the description now.---My weird self and idea making brain would like to host (or hose like I typed it first) the 123456789th annual randomness!And NO I am NOT a crazed lunatic that can't think of any other possible way to waste her time (most of the time)

The Song of the Damned

In the middle of the night, the claws and bones of the undead seek their next victim amidst the sea.

Best BoyxBoy

Toxic Love

As his lips brushed against hers in a teasing caress, a rush of darkness had her eyes flying open, she tasted it. It seeped from him in rivets laying against her tongue in a thick coat almost suffocating her with the pressure of it. It was corruption, lust, wickedness. And the more his lips moved across hers, the more of it she tasted, the more her body strummed with senses. His hand flexed around her neck, she could feel the rough pads of his fingers pressing into the tendons, little shocks of surprise flittered through her body. Underneath the taste of darkness was the bite of smoke, maybe from an earlier cigarette that had been pressed between his lips, she wasn't quite sure. The tang of copper tingled against her taste buds and had her cringing with the sharpness of it. It wasn't a kiss, it was a move of ownership, a symbol of dominance, but it was raw and erotic. The taste of him left her dizzy, focused on nothing more than the rough press of his lips biting into hers. He didn't just reek of darkness, of sin, or corruption. She had never tasted someone so impure that just a touch of it, left a thick coat of aura over her skin. It left her body tingling, sizzling with the contact.He was toxic and she fed from it.

Erased - Analogical

{Ongoing/Unfinished}Virgil and Janus have never gotten along very well, that much is known by anyone in the mindscape. But recently the arguing was just getting worse and worse until one day Janus went too far and it pushes Virgil off the tipping point. He tries to erase himself. When the others finally catch wind of his absence they know they have to try get him back. But... is it too late for him? Plus, will the attempt to get him back reveal some deeper history between Virgil & Roman that the Minor Sides aren't too happy with?With Virgils memory now erased with no recollection of Logan, the man he loved, how can Logan regain Virgils memories in time to fix everything?___Started: [21.6.20]Ended: [---]___#1 in ThomasSanders : 9.7.20#1 in Deceit : 5.10.20

Реакция stray kids на т/и🔞

Prove Them Wrong (By: Icy Z)

Elise who had a long time dream of becoming a cop was being racially profiled and discriminated against as his new job as a coo at his jurisdiction and seeks out revenge and fights for what's right.

A F T E R M A T H {A Love Story}

No love could have burned as bright as theirs, but fires die fast in the new dawn.H O G W A R T S F I N A L Y E A RYou must take what you can get in the cruel world, Astoria Greengrass knows this best. Following the hell of their sixth year, nothing is certain for Draco and Astoria as the Second Great Wizarding War escalates. As the muggles say, 'Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer'.

Little White Pages → Tom Riddle

in which one girl wishes to destroy the world and he's only too happy to grant it.TOM RIDDLE | vilekisses © 2021

Tommorow: A Simon And Baz Fanfiction (Sequel To Carry On)

A SIMON AND BAZ FANFICTION (SEQUEL TO CARRY ON):The World of Mages has never been better since the death of the Insidious Humdrum and with it, the growth of the 'dead spots' scattered around Britain. Simon Snow is currently taking courses at university, but still has no idea what to do with his life. Magic surrounds him everyday, and he can't help but miss it more and more. No one could understand his pain, not Baz, the love of his life nor Penelope, his closest friend. So when he finds a way to bring his magic back, he decides to tackle this problem on his own, in true Simon style, inevitably causing disastrous results.