just some atl prefs

Dan is different. He's learned to accept that. Well, as best he can anyway, considering he's never really had much of a choice. It's been this way for as long as he can remember, the constant runaround process of trying to feel normal. His life is built around it, trying to trick both himself and everyone he interacts with into seeing him as your average person. The isolation as he desperately tries to keep others from finding out, the bitterness that wells up inside of him each and every time he's reminded that he'll never be like everyone else, the fear that nothing will ever change. He's fated to be this way forever; a misfit from society. Isolation can only go so far though, so when he's struggling to make ends meet and he's faced with the option of looking into a serious job or taking on a roommate, he opts for what seems like the easier option at the time. It doesn't seem so easy ten failed roommates into the process, or when he sits down at a table to meet with prospect number eleven and ends up with a coffee spilled all over his lap. Potential roommate number eleven, Phil, turns out to be an insufferable optimistic ball of sunshine that Dan wants nothing to do with. His options are running out though, as are the savings he's been using to pay his rent, so he finds himself begrudgingly agreeing to let the other man move in. Neither of them have any way of knowing just what they've gotten themselves into as they shake on the matter, but time will tell.

Michael has always been known as the shy one. Among friends, family, you name it. But Luke knows how vocal Michael truly is. The only this is, Luke's too possessive to let anyone else hear his baby boy. Or the one where dom!Luke loves to fuçk sub!Michael.

❝Michael isn't talking.❞ © Princess5S0S. All rights reserved.

Phil: a loser, continuously beaten and picked on by the other guys at school. Dan: popular, arrogant, and confused. What happens when the two collide? Just like me is a story of trust, love and secrets (Ok I'm making this sound like a bad tv drama, just read the fic please, I broke my thumbs writing it. *WARNING* self harm, suicidal thoughts, explicit language, slight anorexia. It's an angst fic so y'know, the average...also smut, so look forward that kids hey hey ;)

"why aren't you trying to get away" "because I like you" Zayn Malik is a drug dealer mostly known for his sick ways in getting what he wants. Harry Styles' father is a drug addict. He decided to cheat Zayn and in return Zayn kidnapped Harry and doesn't plan on giving him back. But, maybe Harry doesn't want him to. © 2014 xGetTheShovelZarryx

everyone's a slave to this house

“i had a dream that you were gone, but when i woke up i realized that it was a nightmare.” manchester “chester” phillips is attractive, and he (as well as everyone else) knows it. so when a piece of paper that reads “hi, i find you attractive. please recycle this message by passing it on to another attractive person,” it dropped in front of him, he thinks nothing of it. except when he sees the person who gave it to him.

the tidy complections, the long legs, the deep and erotic tone of their voices made them irresistible. charming. beautiful. they were certainly these things to two individuals, let me tell you.