❥ RESTARTED 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞😭 in·de·ci·sive - 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕖. - 𝐎𝐑 - 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕪. - 𝐁𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ How would you feel if you found out your whole relationship was just a joke? A fucking dare. 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐛𝐨𝐲. 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍; 𝟏𝟏/𝟔/𝟐𝟑 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍; 𝟎𝟑/𝟐𝟖/𝟐𝟒

When you say you're okay, you're saying it but... your eyes are saying something else. *TRIGGER WARNING* Finished July 18th, 2018

When the best day of your life turns into your worst nightmare, you stand in decent company. Deklyn Jackson begins his journey to adulthood saying difficult goodbyes and extraordinary hellos. Friends new and old help navigate the murky waters of a changing tide. "You want me to stop?" He asked. "Yes." I breathed out too slowly. "Okay" he shrugged without moving. "Okay?" I asked breathlessly. "I won't do anything you don't want me to do." He promised. "No" I whimpered. "No?" He questioned. "No, I don't want you to stop." I clarified. Time stood still as his eyes grew wider. The captivating blue freezing me in their trance. ^^^^All my writings are completely my own. Please do not copy or share my content without expressed written consent. Any and all coincidences to any other story are purely unintended. Please do not use any portion of my writings in a manner as to claim it as your own.^^^^ If you are reading this story on any other platform aside from Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk for Malware. If you want to read this story in its original, safe form please go to https://my.w.tt/Qrr4QBdZ88. Thank you. ANY MUSIC, PICS OR GRAPHICS DO NOT BELONG TO ME. I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM.

You find yourself in a bit of situation. You dropped out of college and now you need a place to stay. Fortunately, you find a place in a small town. It's an abandoned mansion in the middle of nowhere... but it's cheap. People in this town have heard rumors about the mansion and the woods that surround it. You don't listen and you buy it. However, you find something inside that you could have never prepared for.. If you think there's anything I should include in the description please tell me, also feel free to correct my spelling I will go back and fix it. 🦆

"As if being shoved into a locker wasn't the worst thing that's happened, I have just been shoved into the oldest, moldiest, smelliest locker in the whole school. The only beams of light comes through the three horizontal lines at the top of the locker, and all they did was show me how much dust had been aroused when I was thrown in this nasty high school locker. Great, now my asthma is going to act up. I lost my glasses at the bottom of this disgusting locker, and this is one of the rare time I was glad I was small enough to crouch down in this tiny space to retrieve them. Wait a minute. What in the world is digging into my back? Usually all the books are torn out by the stupid jocks so that they can just squish me in more. I guess they missed one. Oh well. It's not like this little detail matters. They are just going to throw me in another locker if I ask. Now the real question is, How am I getting out of here?"

"I hate you - so much Tripp." More confusion because, once more, wasn't this a good thing? "Why did you have to say that? What if," A little quieter, just above a whisper. "What if we mess up our friendship?" "But what if we don't?" "You don't know that," I bumped his nose with my finger. "And neither do you. So, why don't we give it a shot?" He bit down on his bottom lip, hesitation and worry filling his gaze. __ This is literally a story that follows the plot of two best friends realizing their feelings for each other, yes, I know, very cliche, but I enjoyed writing it. There will be mature LGBT content, so if you don't want to read those chapters or this story, skip it. Highest Rankings (that I'm aware of): LGBT : #3 , College Romance: #2 , Gay: #19 / GayPride: #2, Gay boyxboy #1

"sir, I can't do this" I whimper as I look up meeting his hazel eyes "What makes you say that?" he asks as he sits down in the chair beside me. The pencil I was holding falls out of my hands as I stare at the paper in front of me. Words have never looked so scary to me. They started to get blurry and the b that I wrote at the top of the paper looked more like a d. "It's just I can't concentrate bec--" - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Jayce Morgans , always portrayed as the schools "bad boy" truth be told he's never done anything bad in his school life. He may have back talked a teacher or punched a student but that was it. No one ever took the time to get to know him he had one close friend, Hanna, the only other people who talked with him were his parents and his six younger siblings and three older ones. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "sir" I say as I back up against the wall "we can't do this" "Who said we can't?" He asks as his hands grab mine pinning them above my head "It's just not pro--" a strangled moan leaves my lips as he bites my neck. "What was that?" he smirks "you rat bastard" ~ ♡ ~ BoyxBoy ○ [WARNING]: will contain sexual content between two men. ○ {NOTE} : this story will be a short story, so around the 20 - 23 (maybe a couple more) chapters and that is it! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Yugyeom x male reader [Jun Duri] ¡Requested by @FancyOoO! Sensation fades when you don't feel, Vision fades when you don't see, Memories fade when you don't remember. So does happiness. Happiness fades when you are not happy. And like that... despair is all you could see. Despair follows when you feel sad. Despair increases when you want to... Die. Warning: - Rape - Self Harm - Mentions of suicide - horribly written, I wished it to be better but... if you enjoy then, thank you for the support. *credits to artist*

His laugh, his smile, his eyes, and his last words. Oh god his last words were the saddest things I've ever heard, but he meant them, I know he did. Three words, eight letters, and it was all the truth, but the truth hurts so much. "I love you." Those words will never have the same meaning. Because they'll be my last memory of him. ----------------------------------- It was just a simple mission, no one was supposed to get hurt. They had done it plenty of times before. So why did it go so wrong? And why did take him? -------------------------------------- The pain, the tears, the silence, it seemed to never stop. Everything reminded them of him, no matter what it was, it was all him. Only one of them had felt the worst of it, because he was his everything, and losing him felt like the world had ended. He was gone, he wasn't returning from that mission. Until he did. ------------------------------- Blank, unknowing, confused, not like they remembered him. Not how he was in their fondest memories. He was there, but wasn't . When he was gone, they only had a memory, but when he returned, it was like he never had. Maybe that's all he'll ever be, a memory.

Why does life come with so many different possible answers to the same question? Which answer is the correct one and how do you know for sure? Finding your true self, amid all the decisions you're forced to make in growing up, is quite a battle, isn't it? I was doing okay. Really I was. Then I literally bumped into him and that was it. That was when everything changed. My life took a new turn and became an exciting adventure. I found myself swept along in a sea of change that I either had to swim along with, or sink and drown. It was a no brainer to swim but fully embracing the changes to the way I thought and felt was quite a journey. This is my story.