With Peter's tendancy of getting into all sorts of trouble and odd situations, he ends up texting the wrong number. Besides the stranger on the other end receiving the biggest apology of a lifetime, the two become good friends. Then it just goes all down to shit. [[PREVIOUSLY TITLED: Wrong Number, Kid]] Highest Rankings(that I personally find amazing): #3 in IRONDAD - 11/09/19 #2 in TONYSTARK - 19/10/20 #80 in FANFICTION - 28/09/19 #45 in COMEDY - 03/10/19 #12 in PETERPARKER - 09/10/19 #5 in SPIDERSON - 02/01/20

Peter Parker was alone. He never expected to find a home, much less a family after May's passing. He made a promise to himself to never become attached to someone, lest he lose them. When he accidentally texts Tony Stark, will he be able to keep that promise? Tony Stark was lonely. He was a billionaire, philanthropist, ex-playboy, and a genius! But something was missing. Something important. Tony missed his family. He can't get back his old one, but every night he wonders 'is it possible to create a new one?' I don't own Marvel or anything. I don't expect anyone to read this so...

[COMPLETED] --- [EDITED; no longer containing content with Technoblade] Dream, the most popular gay porn star. George, a poor young man who's part time bartender and part time thief. Dropped out of college so he can get a job to pay for the overpriced medical bills for his sick grandma, who's his only family. When George gets fired from his one and only job, Dream offers him a new one. What George wasn't expecting was cameras being pointed at him and Dream, as they made out on a bed. WARNINGS: NSFW / R18 / Mature Content [Read with caution- you have been warned]

☆DISCLAIMER☆ THIS STORY ISN'T MINE IM POSTING THIS SO NOT ONLY EVERYONE ELSE CAN READ THIS BUT I CAN TOO. THIS IS MY FAVORITE BOOK SO I WANT TO KEEP IT ALIVE. PLEASE DON'T TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME also there are a few tiny typos in this that I fixed I hope that's okay There is now a new cover (credits at the end of description) if there are ANY problems with the cover, please let me know what's wrong with it and I'll fix it. Thank you all so much for taking as much interest in this story as me! ☆END OF DISCLAIMER☆ Also I don't have the original description so I'll just elaborate and use one I saw on another book "Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?" Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn't sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, right? "Alright, it's a deal." Or: Lance makes the mistake of telling his mom he has a boyfriend coming home with him for Christmas. Keith makes the mistake of agreeing to be Lance's 'fake boyfriend' Credits to k-lance for the description If you see any typos you can comment of them and I'll fix it Credits to Ren for making the cover and wayward.mw for the art. I love this story more than life itself and my heart just can't get enough. I've read this story so many times and now you can too.

At 25, Eren find himself behind bars for robbing a bank and he is not planning on staying inside a cage forever. Until he falls in love with a jail guard. Oh, how he wished he'd be in jail forever. Thank @ T4T4winata you can now read it in Indonesian ♥ https://www.wattpad.com/1046672932

Levi known to be a photographer who seeks for help and is in need for a model. Eren is just a normal waiter at a cafe with no talent and skills. When both meeting each other at a cafe an unexpected request has been requested, "Become my model and I'll make you famous." Levi gave a smirk to Eren.

(Current day FanFic) The last week of school has finally arrived, leaving Eren Jaeger at the fit of celebration. And celebration indeed. A surprise substitute teacher fills in for math the last week, by the name of Levi Rivaille. Good looking with an attitude that could make the dark shudder, Eren is amazed and, he can't quite put his finger on it, but curious. The usual end of school party rolls around. A familiar face is found. Is that... Mr.Rivaille? As a bar tender?? (WARNING: this fanfic is no chill, this is a no chill zone, shits about to get a little weird.)