"ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴇʏᴇꜱ." "ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴇʏᴇꜱ?" Not all love stories are perfect. But sometimes the messy ones are the ones that last. Male Wednesday x Male [dragon] Reader seasons 1-2 ✨(｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ✨ | Proper synopsis inside |

Twilight to Breaking Dawn Emmett Cullen x OC

19y old Syris has his eyes on 20y old Samaj. Samaj is works for the gang Syris's uncle runs. What happens when Syris and Samaj start to mess with each other and have to keep it on the low from his uncle.

'i don't wanna die but sometimes wish i'd never been born at all' When he moved to Beacon Hills, Sammy Hale thought it would be an in and out job. Find his cousin, Laura, and then go back to running and hiding all across America. But then Laura turned up dead, and a teenager was turned into a werewolf. And in his first week, he kissed a boy at Lydia Martin's party. But that was irrelevant. It would've been okay. If that boy wasn't this new beta's best friend. Things could only become more complicated from there. (season 1-3b stiles stilinski x male oc ON HOLD FOR EDITING)

(I don't own Harry Potter nor Constantine, just the plot and occasional hand-drawn art) John Constantine- Exorcist, Demonologist, Mage, Magic wielder, Master of the Dark Arts and an arrogant, smart-mouthed, chain-smoking prick. -And he has NO IDEA how he got here. Sure, he's had his fair share of realm shifting and world hopping, but that was planned stuff! Mostly... But now, in London, somehow stuck at 11 of all ages, with get this- A Wizarding Community! So instead of finding out how to get back home or what sent him there, John's just wondering how 'they' mixed up his magic for theirs, last thing he needs is to be sent off to some bloody boarding school with god knows how many dangers! (Most translations used via Google Translator, if you see an error do not be afraid to say so!) Rated T for John's smoking and foul mouth Most Impressive Ratings: 1# Hellblazer 11# Constantine 1# Hellblazer 121# Johnconstantine 9# Johnconstantine 2# Constantine 1# Constantine

Ronan Hastings thought in lists. Depending on who you asked, this might be called a strategy, a shortcoming, a merit, or a crutch. Maybe even a coping mechanism. If he had to make a list to sum up his life at the moment, it would look something like this: 1. He was one of six in a group of thieves, and a good one at that. 2. He only had four friends in the world. 3. He was probably in love, and it didn't feel good. 4. Stealing didn't feel too good anymore, either, but he didn't have anything else. 5. He was the type of person others cared for enough to make promises to, but never enough to keep them. 6. There was something about the newest member of their team that he couldn't bring himself to trust.

At first glance, nobody would be able to tell that Nathaniel Jean had a problem. Or second glance, or third, or fourth. After all, he had everything. He was a captain of his school's soccer team and one of the top players in the state. He had a big house and money to spend. He had family, he had friends, he had fun, he had faith. He never meant for it to happen. He never wanted to look at another man in the way he should have been looking at a woman. The idea had disgusted him for most of his life - living in a heavily Catholic town with heavily Catholic parents, homophobia was the only response he knew. That didn't change when he first realized that he didn't like girls. No, Nathaniel Jean was still homophobic. He hated the idea of a man sleeping with another man. He was raised on the notion that all gays went to hell, and he believed it. He despised them, and so he despised himself. Nathaniel Jean was more fortunate than most, because help did arrive for him. Help by the name of Lucas Morgan, they boy he'd always known but never known. The boy with big dreams and bigger talent. The boy that changed Nathaniel's life over the course of their thirty-six week long senior year.

It's hard to believe that a boy who didn't believe in love and a boy who didn't believe he could love himself would have much to learn from each other. But it would turn out that way, of course; with everything to gain and even more to lose. As it turned out, both Liam and Jamie needed to learn not to trust the dim lights and neon nights. This is a backwards love story.