Travis Phelps- the homophobic asshole that beat up the outsiders as a way to filter his own self hatred, stuck in an abusive household. He was miserable, gay and being suffocated by the grip of his father's religiousness. Sal Fisher- the new kid in town, the exact thing Travis hated. Gay and transgender, on the outside happy with his life. On the inside, dying from a heart disease and living with a verbally abusive alcoholic father. Both were miserable, though it was hardly obvious to outsiders. They were polar opposites yet the exact same. Brought together by the very same religiousness that was slowly killing them, the two are at first enemies. Though after growing together, they make a decision. They were going to run away. They were going to live how they wanted. Even if it killed them. cross-posted on ao3. this fic does not have a happy ending. don't like? don't read.

OHSHC x Male Amputee OC It was strange, honestly. Adreil had gotten strange stares everywhere he went. Perhaps it was due to his piercings, or his foreign appearance, or perhaps the single black glove that adorned his left hand. Yet, he never paid them any mind. This was a rule he grew up with, something his dear mother had taught him from birth; never be afraid of being different. And this rule wasn't going to change, even after starting his first year at a new high school on a scholarship. Even after his secret gets spilled a bit sooner (and a bit more violent) than he liked.

The last person Sal thought he'd end up falling for was Travis Phelps, but as he'd learned time and time again, the unexpected was to be expected. WORD COUNT: 160,833 STARTED: NOVEMBER 12, 2021 FINISHED: DECEMBER 27, 2022

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Coming from a mostly poor family, you always strive to amount to something so you could help out and make sure that they were okay. As a way to keep moving forward, you took the entrance exam for Ouran High School, one of the most prestigious schools known to man. What you didn't expect was for you to actually get in AND for your parents saving up whatever money they could to get you out to Japan so you could have the chance of a lifetime. It felt surreal, even up to the point where you were on the plane, all the way until the landing, until you finally arrived in front of your cousin's house. Luckily for you, you both were joint by the hip, knowing each ever since you were babies. Haruhi Fujioka would be joining you in this ever twisting journey at Ouran High---especially when a jade vase owned by the Host Club is knocked over by the both of us. From then on, your world spirals into something you never thought it would become. And quite frankly, having all these cute boys around isn't making this any easier! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Highest achieved rankings: #1 in transmasculine #1 in transreader #1 in hitachiintwins #1 in ouranhighschoolhostclub #1 in Kyoya #2 in Hikaru #2 in Kaoru #2 in Haruhi #2 in transgender #4 in mlm #4 in xmalereader

Phil and Kristin decide to foster a kid without telling anyone, not even their internet family. What happens when Phil tries to keep the fact he's a streamer secret from the kid he's fostering? What happens if this kid has their own secrets? What happens if this foster kid found out about Phil and Kristin's second family? Read to find out! Trigger warnings: at the end of the first chapter No ships! Cover art not mine! (can't draw) Best rankings: #1 philza #1 ph1lza #1 philzaminecraft #1 dadza #1 sleepyboysinc #1 sleepyboys #1 sleepybois #1 youtube #1 twitch #1 platonic #1 tubbo #6 minecraft #3 technoblade #2 texttospeach #9 mcyt Started: April-17-2021 Completed: April-23-2022

Travis Phelps is gay. It's one of the many things about himself that he hates, along with the chub he sees on his stomach that everyone else says isn't there and the dark roots of his hair that taint the blonde he dyes it. He calls the losers at his school "faggot" in hopes that one day he'll wake up and not be one himself. As though if he acts straight, it'll stick. After a while, the acting becomes easier, until he's almost convinced himself he really is straight. Until Sal Fisher comes to town, and suddenly, with his eye-catching blue hair and his odd face mask, he grasps Travis' heart tightly in his hand. Suddenly, it's not so easy to pretend anymore. spanish version on profile ! cross-posted on ao3. this fic does not have a happy ending. don't like? don't read.