Roger doesn't think he'll ever find love. You can't be gay, this is the 60s! He doesn't bother suppressing the feelings, even though he can get into trouble if someone finds out who he is. He just prefers not to tell anyone. Brian can't tell his parents how he feels, they'd freak! Their perfect son, studying to become an astrophysicist, is bisexual? That's out of the question. Now as for the brown-haired boy in his maths class who sits in seat 39, he isn't out of the question. In fact, he IS the question. The question being, Is he gay?

"I love you just the way you are, but you don't see you like i do. You shouldn't try so hard to be perfect. Trust me, perfect should try to be you." - Bo Burnham, Egghead

"ally honey deacon? what a strange name." "just as strange as roger meddows taylor?" "precisely." ****** [COMPLETED] *EDITING*

Two words. Three vowels. Four consonants. Seven letters. It can either cut you open to the core and leave you in ungodly pain, or it can free your soul and lift a tremendous weight off your shoulders: It's over. But if you have the courage to say goodbye, love may reward you with a new hello.

The sign that I couldn't read, or a light that I couldn't see. Some things, you just have to believe...

"You give me this feeling..."

"I wonder, Freddie... Is to have had and lost better than not having at all? What do you think?"

Your a little streamer, and so you've decided to take the advantage of a one and only trip to LA thanks to your college funding you the trip as it's for class. You took it and made it a dream come true. As you walked around you noticed some fellow streamers also and was invited to there homes later that night. What happened that night, with the interactions may have been the best night that could ever happen to you. And how that went uphill from there. Maybe a bit downhill too:) Info about yourself. Your a 20year old college freshmen and is working in Gaming Coding. You hope to be a coder but like streaming from time to time. You have around 21k followers on Instagram, 29k on Twitch and a fair amount of subscribers; 32k. You have lovely dyed hair that's pink as it's long. You tend to wear beanies and have round glasses that match your aesthetic pleasure. You live in New York, have the accent and took the advantage you could to go to Cali. Popular Tags! ---- #37 Travis #215 California #19 twitch #456 newyork #207 Charlie #62 Cooper #86 fanficromance #10 streamers #67 callmecarson #33 slimecicle #34 schlatt #1 tednivison #570 lunchclub #951 jschlatt Thank you all!

she left him a voicemail every day in hopes that one day he'd answer again

{SAMPLE: Published on Amazon} Five hundred years ago, humanity's freedom died. When the Greek Gods and Goddesses were usurped from their home on Mt. Olympus, they crashed upon Earth and enslaved the human race. Children spend their existence inside prisons ran by ruthless Immortals, and upon their eighteenth birthday, they are thrown into an arena to be fought after. Once won, they are scarified with their name and short-lived identity in an unforgiving world, where there is an absence of hope for people with mortality coursing through their red veins. Servitude shackled humanity, but then a girl stood in the arena on the first summer solstice since she turned eighteen years old. A nameless girl, trembling behind the safety of her friend, landed in the Gods' worlds without knowing that she was going to be their unraveling. This wide-eyed slave, who bled two colors. One red like humans. One gold like the gods. Five hundred years ago, humanity's freedom died, but she's here to take it back. Final Book Cover commissioned by @Fantastical-Ink