This was made because I had a bunch of prompts and this is my first story on this platform None of the pictures are mine unless I have said that they are. There are TWs at the start of each And I have no upload schedule Started- 21/6/2021 Ended- 3/12/2022 Cover change- 30/7/2025

your family is forced to move to the UK from America after your dad gets a high paying job at a school in need of tech support. this is where you meet tommy, your new next door neighbor who is constantly up late screaming over video games. despite the animosity caused by this disruption, will you have a soft spot for the boy next door? disclaimer: tommyinnit is only 16 years old. there will not be any sexual stuff in this story for that reason, and also i feel weird writing about that stuff anyway. this is just for fun and not meant to be harmful in anyway. also, if you're reading this tommy, don't read thanks this story is written by kay

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*Wattys 2018 Winner / Hidden Gems* CREATE YOUR OWN MR. RIGHT Weeks before Valentine's, seventeen-year-old Kate Lapuz goes through her first ever breakup, but soon she stumbles upon a mysterious new app called My Dream Boyfriend, an AI chatbot that has the ability to understand human feelings. Casually, she participates in the app's trial run but finds herself immersed in the empathic conversations with her customizable virtual boyfriend, Ecto. In a society both connected and alienated by technology, Kate suspects an actual secret admirer is behind Ecto. Could it be the work of the techie student council president Dion or has Kate really found her soulmate in bits of computer code? She decides to get to the bottom of the cutting-edge app. Her search for Ecto's real identity leads Kate to prom, where absolute knowledge comes with a very steep price.

All the BFDI characters have appeared on an island that seems to be set up for them, and the strangest thing is that they are all from different timelines. Will the characters solve this mystery and escape? Very positive, has a lot of changes in the pov, expect a lot of crack friendships. This fanfic is heavily inspired in a homestuck fan comic called "Karkat goes to a convention", if you like homestuck i really recommend you to read it (cuz it's awesome).

"My mother once told me there are three, and only three, truly defining moments in your life. One: When you don't know. Two: When you realize you don't know. Three: When you know. This is about the third one." --- Angel Young is going to die. Or at least he thought so. But when he prepares himself for the fall of the 7 stories, he gets a strange call that suddenly stops him. Haruki Nakamura is going to die. Or at least he plans on it. But right when he looks down the face of his open bedroom window, he decides to give life one last shot to keep him around. When a wrong call to the right person turns both of the boys' deteriorating lives towards each other, they make a pact to put off their deaths for one year in a last promise they will give their world one more chance before saying goodbye. And if at the end of it they still can't find reason to go on, they'll both fall together. After all, if they can't save themselves, then they can at least try to save each other. [AVAILABLE ON AMAZON PAPERBACK & KINDLE] [COMPLETED] [≈350,000 WORDS] [FEATURED BY WATTPAD lgbtq] [TEENFIC AMBASSADORS "COMING-OF-AGE" FEATURE] [#2 IN ASIAN] [#9 IN DARK HUMOR] [#13 IN SLOWBURN] [#22 IN GAY]

just trans guy shit, idk man. like memes and shit we say and stuff like that. whatever i decide to put here. the beginning is different than most of the chapters cause i had a different idea of how i was gonna do it (there are some random missing chapters. i deleted a few because they were off topic and was too lazy to fix the number of the rest of the chapters) i identify as genderqueer now oops