Summer White decided to end it all. She decided, on a quite selfish whim if you ask me, to kick the chair. To pop the handful of pills. To fill the bathtub full of water, submerge herself, then slit her wrists, drain the water, and watch her life go to the sewer. And this, um, decision was like a ripple in a lake. Well, more like a wave. A wave that destroyed everything in its wake.

Enter a world in which Irish Ogres reign supreme. Follow JackShrekticEye as he defeats the evil Lord Markquaad.

Sean was a man who needed a job. Desperately. He had moved from Ireland to America to hopefully start a new chapter in his life, but that wasn't going so well. His money had almost run out, and he needed some way to get more cash before the rent was due at his apartment. So what does he decide to do? He looks everywhere for open positions, but to no avail, nothing is available. Except for when he passes by the strip club by the name of Hard Love. A dancer is needed, and Sean takes up the offer immediately. Mark was the owner of the strip club Hard Love, and he was in need of a new dancer. His last one quit unexpectedly, and he was left with customers who needed entertainment. So when a young man by the name Sean McLoughlin walks in looking for a job, Mark feels drawn to him. What will become of the two and the club?

" my name's blurry face and I care what you think. " Dan Howell has an unknown condition where he cannot see faces - no matter what he wears or does - they are always a blur. The doctors nicknamed it 'blurry face', and there's absolutely nothing they can do about it; Dan will have to live without faces. That is, until he meets Phil Lester - the 'bad boy' of Dan's new school - who's face is strangely visible to Dan; much to Dan's wonder and Phil's distaste.

"I know I probably shouldn't feel this way. I shouldn't be disappointed or angry that he no longer loves me the way he used to. I know it's my fault, after all I was the one to make the choice. But if I could go back and choose again, I want him to know that he would always be my pick. I was foolish. I was young. I let fame get to my head. Why must you Remind Me of the past that I want to forget so desperately. I should've chose him. I should've held him closer. I should've told him that I loved him. But, is it possible that through it all, I can chose again?" *Mentions of abuse-- both verbal and sexually. Depression and self hatred a subject to be aware of. No form of self harm or eating disorder. Possible character death both major and minor. Any other warnings will be placed before the chapter begins. Hope you enjoy.* - HIGHEST RANKING: #9th in troyesivan ~ note: this fic is like my baby it's been through so much shit and i know it's not the best writing you'll ever read but i wrote it in a very dark time in my life and my mood- it reflects a lot off of the plot and the descriptors used. please be kind and know that im growing and so is my writing ability everyday. ilysm. enjoy ~