Our parents always told us to never talk to strangers over the Internet. Who knows, the person whom you think you're talking too may not be who they make themselves to be. but what happens when two teenagers ignore their parents and start talking to each other over the Internet? Will they be true to who they are or lie about their insecurities? ~Started August 22th, 2020~

"I'd rather die and be reborn as a rock than be your fucking brother." "Well congratulations fucktard, the feeling is mutual."

How is someone supposed to tell their best friend they love them? How does someone continue on with their day as if someone isn't constantly on their mind? A smile makes his heart flutter, a giggle makes him blush, and a voice makes him smile as if he has nothing to lose. ~•~•~•~ Fluff No angst, I hate that stuff Kryoz- John Smii7y- Jaren If you see spelling mistakes, please point them out, I edit it before I post but I do miss some stuff 😅

a bunch of krii7y stuff, including oneshots and memes discontinued

"Will you be my college sweetheart? " In which two boys meet, and slowly fall in love. /second book out, Where broken hearts go check it out if you want/

Jaren is your typical nerdy high schooler. Straight As and only enough friends to count on two fingers, he unexpectedly makes a third. But this friend is nothing like him. Confident and carefree, John is a lively change that Jaren quickly welcomes into his life. But as their relationship develops, Jaren wonders if the boy he spends all of his time with is really who he says he is. John's facade starts to waver and when Jaren finds out the truth, it is the last thing he ever expected. *************** "You okay?" the blond asked softly, close enough that his hair tickled Jaren's cheek. He nodded slowly as he drank in John's face. He was beautiful. Those eyes, greener than the willow's leaves. He didn't miss how they lingered on his lips. The air was thick with tension but Jaren welcomed it. He'd never felt this sensation before. Was this where he finally admitted to himself he liked the guy in front of him, not just in a friends way? John's eyes moved back to his and there was something in them that wasn't there just a moment before. A sort of yearning, a question. The way Jaren inhaled sharply was answer enough.