"Alec, you're drunk and confused. You don't want this," he said, but didn't try to move away. I could feel his breath on my lips, only a few inches separating our bodies. I looked up at him, the dim lighting making his eyes the deepest midnight blue, and he was staring down at me. "I don't know what I want." Then I leaned in and kissed him. Cover by @uselessauthor I am currently editing and publishing this story under a new name, The Detention Slip. This can be found on my profile too. Feel free to read both versions though and let me know what you think! #1 in LGBT 03/05/2020 Hope you enjoy! ALSO THIS STORY IS SET IN THE UK

"Hyung, look how short he is." "Hey, pussy nigga say that to my face!" - In which Jimin and Jungkook meet Jaseh Onfroy and Stokeley Goulbourne at an after party

(Book 2 of HomeLess) Domino has always lived his life exactly the way he's wanted to. No one ever stood in his way or bothered to intervene. Unfortunately, his possessive, aggressive, and down-right nasty way of treating people has finally landed him in the big house... And people aren't nearly as easy to berate behind bars.

Book 3 of HomeLess Growing up in a family was what most kids who didn't have one, would dream about. As he got older, however, A.J. found himself dreaming about the same thing... yet he had a family. He'd been loved by that family as a child, but as he grew, their attention slowly shifted to his younger brother. He came to understand that his adoptive parents would focus a little more on their actual genetic child, but he wasn't prepared to deal with how quickly he lost everything he had cherished. The packed lunches stopped coming when he turned ten. Eleven, the birthday parties ceased. At fourteen, his younger brother was 'too old' to have to share his room, so A.J. was moved to the small laundry room. At sixteen, there were no more 'I love you' or 'have a good day'. At seventeen, the lunch money stopped and the hateful glares started. Then the angry words. Everything he did was wrong. The dishes weren't clean. The laundry wasn't folded right. By the time he finally graduated, a few days after his nineteenth birthday, there was no more attention of any sort. They ignored him, except to tell him that his chores weren't done well enough and that he didn't deserve to eat until they were. A.J., desperate for some sort of attention, and honestly starving, tried one last thing to get them to at least show so semblance of caring, even if it was negative. He told them that he was gay. At nineteen, only a few days after his graduation, A.J. was kicked out of his home with an empty stomach, and an empty heart.

Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.

*A continuance of "Good Boy" But can be read independently* Pain is nothing new. Scott King lost his true love to lung cancer five years ago. He has since coped by burying himself in his work and keeping Danny's items in a shrine-like manner. He's taken by surprise when a business partner introduces him to Puppy--a lost sub with sad eyes and an uncaring Dom. Scott is stunned to find himself pulled into Puppy's baby blue eyes and even more surprised with the need to bring the poor boy home and show him the love and affection he'd been denied his entire life. Puppy has always assumed himself to be a burden. Haunted by his past with an emotionally unavailable Dom, he feels he doesn't deserve the love and kindness extended toward him by Scott. But as they grow closer Puppy grows more and more aware of the impact Danny's death has had on Scott. He begins to question if Scott is truly over the death and available to care for Puppy emotionally. Together they need to heal their hearts from all the pain they've dealt with. *Warnings: ManxMan, death, sexual content, strong language, mature situations, bdsm*

Short stories of bottom Namjoon with various members

ramblings, imagines, ficlets, etc., all centred around bottom/submissive/little namjoon, and joon/everyone ♡

His hands felt like ice on my burning body, his touch vacated permanent chills in my mind. The way he was holding on to me, it was like he'd never been loved, like he never been shelter. I could hear the sound of his heart beating...It was going so fast, so fuckin Quick disclaimer this book isn't edit so there's a lot of mistakes, I'm going to edit it but for now be warn that there's a lot of typo's. (This is my first complete story on wattpad so be nice... please)

NamJoon discovers that letting people in might not be such a bad idea after all, and Hoseok discovers that NamJoon and his "secret" might be just what NamJoon needs to fill the missing pieces in his life. → SEQUEL TO SERIAL KILLER → HIGHEST RANK in RANDOM #200 → Completed