Castiel and Dean have grown up together since they were four years old. Now the two have become completely different from one another, one being a punk and the other a jock. Yet nothing stops the two from being the best of friends. When a drunken night in a camping tent turns their whole relationship upside down, will their friendship survive? [FURTHER DESCRIPTION IN FIRST PART]

Style story with lots of Creek and Bunny. Smut warnings are on every page with it in, and later chapters become more just fluff. I hope you enjoy :)

The continuing story of the pimp and his brave boyfriend, running away from Colorado and into Missouri. Safe from Cartman, the police, and hurtful eyes. Or at least they think they are. Will Cartman kill Butters like he planned, or will Cartman get what he deserves? ⚠️WARNINGS⚠️ •Possible bad grammar •Late on updates •BOY X BOY •Lots of sex and possibly violence Basically if you're a grammar naxi, DON'T READ! If you don't like late updates, DON'T READ! If you're homophobic or just don't like BL, DON'T READ!

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."

A millionare's son met up with a boy who's parents own a boba shop, what could go wrong? Okok I had this idea while staring up at the ceiling during midnight while listening to any playlist I could find to fit my mood before going like "Hey, I have an idea for a fic-" and here am I, writing this. It might be terrible or it might not. Idk, I'm bad at writing shit but uh whateves. Read it if you like and you can always discontinue reading this if it's trash idc haha- Started: 13 July 2021 Finished: 26 October 2021

Quackity and Wilbur always seen fighting, arguing, insulting each other. But they don't do it because they hate each other, no, they do it as a cover up. The two have been keeping a secret that they are actually together, but as things start building up, being secret lovers is the least of their problems. ------------------------------------------------- Warnings: Cigarettes/Smoking Malewife and Girbossing Smut 👀 maybe some misspellings --------------------------------------------------- Hello! Author here! This is my first story so I HOPE it isn't bad. If there any more warning I should put I will add them! Constructive criticism is welcomed also! Except about capitalization... I am too lazy for that. I hope you enjoy my book!