"I know, that you told Mikey everything about me! That you told him, that I kissed you that night we were drunk, and don't pretend you don't remember! I know you do! I know you told him, that I crawled into your bed, crying like a baby! You told him, that I like you! That I'm confused, because I don't know what this feeling is, that I feel when I'm around you! You told him, that you're disgusted by me and that I annoy you!". Andy's eyes grew wide in shock. He stayed silent for a couple more minutes and I knew, that I told him more than he had already known. "I think, we need to talk!", he finally said and I nodded. // an early 2019 Randy fanfiction //

Completed Under heavy and slow editing Jacksepticeye x seme male reader I do have a uke male reader in my profile (still in writing progress) Read first chapter for description Started: somewhere in April 2019 *took a long ass break (like one year)* Ended: somewhere in September 2020

I'm falling... Falling, helplessly and inevitably; completely at the mercy of the forces dragging me down. Having to trust in an entity's blind intentions and praying to God that they won't let me hit the ground. It's an incredible and horrifying feeling. A feeling that I live for. And I have realized that having something to live for makes you all the more scared of dying. (Constant uploads, and even more editing to older uploads)

"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

Tears well up in my eyes but he's no longer looking at me. It's as if I suddenly don't exist. He's no longer than man I thought I knew, the one who help me at night when I suffered from panic attacks. He's no longer the man I looked up to. He's no longer the man... the man I thought I loved. He's cold and mean now. His words are cutting as if he wants to push me away until I have no choice but to jump. Unofficial sequel to My Home Is With You.

"i thought you said you were straight." (lowercase intended) [ib: "i thought you were a boy"]

"It's alright, John, I'm here. I'm right here, and I'm not leaving." Freddie whispered, shakily, holding my body closer to his chest, kissing the top of my head and crying into my hair. "Don't cry, love, please don't cry." He breathed, petting my hair down so I would stop sobbing. "Why did you choose me, Freddie? You deserve so much better than me- you all deserve so much better than me." I sobbed against his chest and he rubbed my back in response. "I didn't mean to do it- I didn't mean to do it!" I screamed and he shook his head, patting me in attempt to calm me down. "No, John, don't start with that. You know very well why I chose you... I love you, and I love what you did for me... We'll get through it this time- we always got through it." Trigger warning: eating disorders and drug usage [started September 26, 2018 - ended May 1, 2019]

WARNING: I seriously hate this story. Read at your own risk. It CLEARLY gets better with each chapter, as my writing skill improved- but it starts with a disgusting cliche. Looking back now, it seems silly. It seems silly to think that, after all the jokes, stares, and meaningful silences, we'd still only be friends. It seems silly to think that I'd tried so hard to go against the very thing I wanted. It seems silly to think that he and I couldn't see what the future held for us. Mark and I, well it was only a matter of tempting fate.

5 years ago, I lost my best friend. All because he confessed his feelings for me and I over thought things. I was left on my own only to realize too late that the feelings were mutual. Now, I vow to love the next guy wholeheartedly, with no reservations, no regrets. I only live once. Let's not make things complicated. When I love, I love period. - Mew Bennett I have never been in love. Sure I've been with girls but I never felt the need to take care of anyone. To be responsible with another person's feelings is just so big a burden, I'd rather not experience it. I'm all for self-preservation, to be secured in who I am without having to worry about hurting someone else. Let's not make things complicated. I don't intend to fall in love period. -Gulf McQueen

This wasn't the story you could tell kids to make them sleep better at night. This wasn''t the story that would inspire people. This wasn't a happy story nor was it a sad story. I wasn't Cinderella and he wasn't my Prince. This wasn't a fairy tale. It was however my story. It was the story that I held near my heart for the longest time. boyXboy...