kleptomania

Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful. When the science student with the long legs and dimpled smile agrees to model for him, Louis decides he’s found beauty personified. Harry just thinks Louis needs someone to show him how beautiful he is.

If there's one thing that Draco Malfoy yearns for, it's seeing Harry Potter in pain. How that happens, he doesn't care. When Potter's name is pulled out of the Goblet of Fire, Draco sees it as the perfect opportunity to fulfill his greatest desire. Except Saint Potter has luck swimming in his veins. He needs to be distracted... And the best way to do that is to make him fall in love. THIS IS THE REWRITTEN VERSION AND THE PREFERRED VERSION FOR YOU TO READ.

He saw what he had expected: fear mostly and pain of course, the raw emotions of any wounded animal. But there was something there that surprised him. It wasn't courage exactly, somehow that was the wrong word for it. Discipline. Some kind of tenacious inner strength that was unusual in someone so young. This was a girl who exerted an enormous amount of control over herself. All of it working overtime not to panic. And yet, at the same time, she looked so impossibly fragile. Her wide blue eyes were so open, the fear so close to the surface it seemed like he could touch it if he were a bit closer. There were no walls up at all, no hint that she knew she should try not to look so much like prey. And the grip she had on herself, cost her dearly. Something inside of her seemed to be burning far too hot. Flames licking the feet of some virgin martyr. His cock stiffened in his trousers. “You heard my name.”

When Aunt May discovers that he's Spider-Man, something inside her snaps. She starts to abuse him and he deserves it, doesn't he? After all, people have died because of him. People who wouldn't have died if he was a better hero. Officially complete. Dead Dove: Do not eat. This story can now be found in Russian: https://ficbook.net/readfic/9297131 And in Chinese: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14695224/chapters/33957036 And now in French!https://archiveofourown.org/works/42708762/chapters/107290062 Thanks to all these lovely people who translated!! <3

In a world where betas are rare, valuable, and often have more than one pack; Beta Min Yoongi does everything he can to keep his mafia heritage a secret from his primary pack. Little does he know he's not the only one who's living a double life. or Someone always has to leave first; They just didn’t expect Yoongi to come back with a new omega (who's clearly been through some shit). “You have to understand- it wasn’t that simple.” “Make me understand then!- See? This is why I’m angry! You won’t even tell me now when I'm fucking dying over you, suffocating under the weight of things you just won’t say- and you don’t even care!”

Tony couldn’t honestly remember how long it had been like this. Probably since the day he’d called T’Challa and offered his help. At first it had just been compulsive self-denial: you can’t eat until you’ve drafted your opening remarks, until you’ve finished your research, until you’ve rewritten every last colon and comma and apostrophe in those Accords so that everyone can come home. Those goals had been realistic. Lately, they’d become impossible. Until everyone forgives you. Until you forgive yourself. Until you make up for every bad thing you’ve ever caused. He was fine. He was coasting in a dangerous place, but he was fine. He wasn't taking it too far - just far enough. ((Prompt fill for Blood_Red_Ruby1983 who asked for Angsty Tony. Set a year after CACW. Eventual Tony/Bucky/Steve.))

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Dean is fine. The way he sees it, things are simple. He had a house and a family and food in his stomach, and now he doesn't. And yeah, that's a downer, but he's not going to let that stop him from being fine, because he's in control of the situation. He definitely doesn't need anyone to save him. And it's not like the weird guy with the nice butt from down the road is the knight-in-shining-armor type, anyway.

Jimin was sad knowing that he'd be leaving his best friend but it was for his own safety. He assumed nobody would hurt him after he left the hospital, he thought he was finally free when he left the orphanage, he was wrong. Jimin assumed just because he was doing what he loved and someone finally wanted him it was automatically a dream come true, it wasn't. Doing what he thought he loved began to ruin him and that someone turned all Jimin's little dreams into nightmares and all he could wish for was for someone to save him. Someone he never thought he'd see again, someone who wanted nothing to do with him. Jungkook never thought he'd ever care about anything other than his parents words in regards to what he'd do with his future, he met Park Jimin and all of that changed. They became inseparable and he fell in love... But then Jimin suddenly disappeared leaving him sad and angry. When Jungkook finally sees Jimin again he realizes Jimin is still the same hurting boy he once knew. The same boy that needed saving and loving, the same boy who still needed to be saved and loved. But was Jungkook willing to save him or love him... again? Or was his self pride and future more important than the boy he once loved?

"He wants to look away, wish he'd just gone to bed, but he can't, and he didn't, and Yoongi thinks bitterly, how ironic it is that Jungkook's the one with his fingers down his throat, but Yoongi's the one who's choking." The one where Jungkook's definition of healthy wavers and the hyungs don't know what to do OR the times the hyungs noticed and didn't do anything, and the one time they did OR a kind of cute, sad, angsty short fic about a struggling Kookie and his loving hyungs Trigger Warning- Heavily focuses on Anorexia, Bulimia, Eating Disorders

" it's hard to forget your past when it's written all over your body. " Now staying with the Avengers, Peter Parker has come face to face with a big secret. A secret that could tear his relationship with the Avengers to pieces. A secret that should be shared before it get's found out the hard way. But just now earning the trust of the team, he's definitely not going to risk his chance. "So," Peter whispered with tear filled eyes, "Can You Keep A Secret?"

Shuuichi wouldn't lie if he didn't have to, but honestly, everyone is better off without knowing about this. He's doing fine. It's his first year in college, and so what if he's a little stressed? It's not really a problem. (warnings for eating disorders. please read at your own risk. tags and rating may change. college au + everyone's in a study period together + oumasai + saihara is Struggling)

Suga finds himself slumped over a desk in an almost empty classroom. He refuses to look up, focusing solely on the math homework he got a few hours ago. A few hours before his perfect record was destroyed. "You're going to hurt yourself if you keep staring daggers at that piece of paper." A voice sounds in the room, breaking the silence. Suga looks up and over to his right, glare still present as his eyes land on the only other student in the room. Sawamura Daichi. The classic delinquent who, in Suga's opinion, officially ruined his life. He has a stupid smirk present on his face as he sits on top of a desk, doodling something in a notebook. Maybe it was a sketchbook. Suga doesn't care either way, he's still pissed off. "Would it help if I apologized or would you like to continue giving yourself a headache." Suga's glare doesn't let up, if anything it grows colder. "Fuck off." ________________________ Or: Suga, Akaashi, Kenma, Oikawa, Atsumu and Suna get mixed up with the school delinquents. Drama ensues, relationships begin and end, and dark secrets come to light, for better or for worse. I suck at summariesUpdate every other Monday :)

there is a scar on his cheek. he covers it up with makeup. one day he’ll be able to look at himself without wanting to erase himself completely.

Longum iter in domum suam - (latin) A long way home. Harry Potter, the forgotten one, the neglected one, the unwanted. His twin Leo Potter, the boy-who-lived, hero, loved, wanted. Fate changes when at the age of six, Harry never makes it to his aunt's house but who has taken him in? And what does it mean for the rest of the world?

[It is not required to read part 1] The springtime of Prompto's life is shaping up to be a sticky-sweet one. It is his senior year of high school, and he's finally made a friend he inherently connects to. With Noctis, he laughs freely, speaks candidly, and exists comfortably - all while trying to understand the strange warmth building in his chest. Everything is rose-colored and saccharine. Nevermind the fact that he's starving himself.

If there's anything Peter knew, it was guilt. No matter how much he tried, he still failed. So, he tried to be better, to be lighter, to be faster. He never thought it would catch up to him. But now that May had to leave for a postgraduate degree, he was left to live with Tony Stark.Things wouldn't change. He was still Spider-Man, and he would do his best to live up to it, no matter what. What could go wrong? ___________________ The one where Peter finds himself fighting his demons in the Avengers Compound, trying his best to succeed - whatever that meant. Inspired and lowkey based on Missing You by All Time Low

Shoto will not say the word coping, for he does not cope, for he has nothing to cope with. It’s just a mechanism. It brings about the same result, in the end. ((AKA: When Shoto loses mastery of his left side and begins having nightmares, he goes to drastic measures to regain control. He finds some comfort in Izuku, who seems to be going through something of his own.))

A suicidal Harry Potter jumps off the Clock Tower. He doesn't die, but Voldemort's Horcrux inside him does. How different is Harry's life going to be now? TRIGGER WARNING FOR SUICIDE, SELF-HARM AND DISORDERED EATING. STAY SAFE.

He turns the music up to almost ear-shattering decibels so that he doesn’t put his foot in his mouth and say something really, really dumb to her. When they arrive, the mosquitos dance around the dingy light of the streetlamp. He jumps out and turns, seeing Chrissy cautiously approach. “This is, uh, my castle.” Wow, apparently he needs his music on at all times because that was incredibly cheesy and the definition of a dumb thing you don’t say to girls that are cool like Chrissy. But she laughs. She smiles and looks up and steps toward him, not away. He opens the door, letting her in first. The smell of her perfume, something not overly floral and almost woodsy, wafts over him as she passes, the scent swinging from her ponytail. He could get drunk on that smell, he thinks in a haze as she passes him. --4x01!AU: Chrissy lives. Eddie x Chrissy; told in snippets.