a story about two boys who end up in detention, and it somehow brings them closer. lowercase intended

She's broken, beaten, worn by the world like a rock in a tide. He's tired, never becoming his true self, only a playtool of his mother's games. She wants a happy ever after. He wants the same. So why not work for it together? Doris, the ugly stepsister of Cinderella, a transgender woman working at the bar of Poison Apple, begins to work together with the handsome Prince Charming, to take on his mother's scam of a potion buisness and granting them both the happy ever after they both deserve- together or apart. //a very serious crackfic// Warnings: violence, angst, smut (?), death

Finn just wants to be himself. But will people at his school allow him to? Are there other people like him here? What will being himself take? !TW! Depression, anxiety, all that "fun" stuff in this story!

You know that movie that starts off with the guy who talks about how it sucks being invisible? Yeah, that's not me. Not to say I'm not invisible. In fact, aside from my closest friends, I've been happily flying under the radar from middle school through senior year. I made laying low through high school into an art. Really, it's less of an art as much as the early recognition that there was really nothing all that remarkable about me. That's not me being overdramatic or asking for sympathy. I mean it! I'm just being fucking honest. I know some people might wonder--why the fuck would anyone want to be invisible? I don't understand why that would even be a question when the perks seem so obvious to me: Teachers never call on you. You never go on dates, so there's no weirdass gossip about you. No one picks fights with you. I shouldn't even need more selling points than that. I wish I could start an advertising campaign to share with everyone how amazing it is to be utterly obscure your senior year of high school. I wish I could tell everyone that story, but I can't... Because senior year was the year I became visible in the most ridiculous, humiliating, public way imaginable. It was wild. It was crazy. It was hell on earth. And that's all Travis Zey's fault...

He pushed me against the bed and kissed me. "You're so fucking cute", he whispered, lips brushing down my neck." Brian Kim hates Will Miller. He really does. Will is an asshole and acts like he's better than everyone else. At least that's what Brian thinks. What happens when they are forced to work together by fate? New chapter every second Wednesday