Everyone at school knows Andrew Jennings. Missing an arm. Openly gay. But when he meets star athlete Ryan Sullivan in therapy, can friendship lead to more? ***** When Andrew 'Jacky' Jennings ends up in therapy after an English assignment gone wrong, he doesn't expect to find his high school's star athlete, Ryan Sullivan, sitting in the same waiting room. After all, he and Ryan couldn't be more different: football captain, future valedictorian, and all-around nice guy, Ryan is the school's golden boy, while Andrew is known for his permanent snarl, being openly gay, and losing his left arm (along with his father and sister) in a car accident. But when Andrew learns they actually have a lot in common, he's surprised to see past the enigma that is Ryan Sullivan and his seemingly perfect life. And as the two boys begin to connect over their shared grief, depression, and teenage angst, they might just discover a little pocket of happiness for themselves -- if they're willing to fight for it. [Word count: 100,000-150,000 words] Cover designed by Lily Taylor Please read the 'Introduction' for a full list of content/trigger warnings

Being in an arranged marriage with the Gojo Satoru, y/n knew that it was inevitable to meet those filled with loath and jealousy. She finds out more about her abilities as a jujutsu sorcerer while seeking revenge for her sister's sudden death. Inspired by: Jujutsu Kaisen and Genshin Impact A/N: I have no idea what I'm putting myself into but leggo.

Mia clings to the term "enemies" when Nicholas is around and although they couldn't be anymore alike, she seems to muffle the whispers of her feelings towards him as if her life depends on it. [ "I hate you" I manage to mutter but he nears closer at this. "Hate" he smiles "such a blurry line to stand on don't you think?" His fingers graze my chin, swirling closer to my lips but I slap it away before that could happen. "Not to me" ] • Nicholas on the other hand, well, as cold and heartless as he may be his words on the other hand may as well be as warm as the fires from hell itself when it comes to her. [ "I can't, not when you're the embodiment of my every thought, I have no control over myself when you're around can't you see that!" ] Maybe the word enemies means more than just deep seeded hatred, for once what if it's just another way of two terrified souls saying "I love you" but then again, we readers do like to hope even if it's slipping right through our own very fingers. 📚(COMPLETED)📚