BL ( BOYSLOVE)
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Let me be lazy please! by Xiao_Shin00x
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If there was an award for laziness then everyone was sure that Ryo would be the one to get it every year but what Ryo didn't expect was that he was only able to be lazy for one more day because after he woke up he was no longer Ryo and a certain guy would not leave him alone Certain guy : " It took you forever to find me love~, now I am never letting you go from me" Ryo, "...." 'curiosity definitely kills the cat ' But that cat thought he could get away from a certain guy after he finishes his first world but... 2nd world : " Where are you going ? Your not allowed to stay far from me " Ryo : " ......" It's ok, keep calm , this nightmare will be over soon .... 3rd world : You're under arrest for stealing my heart" Ryo: "......." Deep breathes , inhale , exhale .. 4th world : "I'll protect you forever so stay in my arms " Ryo : " THIS M*****F**** IM GONNA KILL YOU !!! "Baby, be good " The system who ate dog food every day : (╥﹏╥) .......................................... Release/update schedule: Sundays/ sporadic at tyms
Ang Cheerleader Ng Buhay Ko [boyxboy] by littled3vil
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Tumbling dito, buhat doon, hagis ng flyer, salo, ikot, talon, liyad, nga-nga at kung ano-ano pa! Parte lang yan ng buhay ko bilang isang cheerleader. Akala ko madali lang. Oo, madali lang mabugbog ang katawan ko. Sa stretching pa lang, parang mapupunit ang singit ko. Sa pag bubuhat naman, mas mabigat pa yata sa ilang sakong bigas ang mga flyers namin! Pero hindi madali maging cheerleader. Pinapalakpakan at hinahangaan man kami dahil sa mga stunts, tosses and tumblings namin, sa likod nun ay ang madugong training namin araw-araw. Idagdag mo pa ang discrimination at stereotypes lalo na ng mga taong makikitid ang utak. Pag sinabi bang lalaking cheerleader, bakla agad? Dahil sa mga stunts, nakaka-chansing na agad sa mga flyers? Di ganon yun mga friends! Di ako manyakis at di ako bakla noh! Pero nang umeksena na ang dalawang damuhol sa buhay ko, aba'y napa tumbling at napa toe-touch yata ang puso ko. Haay! Sino ba sa dalawa? Eeerrr! Sino!? Sino sa kanila ang cheerleader ng buhay ko?
Jersey Number Nine by xelebi
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It all started when rookie setter Seb Angeles misset the ball causing injury to their team's opposite hitter, Nico Almojer.
Spreading Rumors About Mr. CEO (BxB) by OralKel
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[BOOK #3 OF MISTER SERIES] With the goal of making his company the world's best company in the whole wide world, Josh Heid Thompson always strives harder when he likes to achieve something. He's very passionate about what he does, and is very strict about life. He has set his mind that he will never fall in love and will do business first before self. And so far, the luck is on his side, or so he thinks. But then the unexpected thing happens: Rumors. Prince Ezerette Mclane has a lot of things to deal with. First, his mother wants her to marry off some woman she doesn't even know. And he doesn't want her. He always does his best when it comes to ignoring his mother's requests, or his family's. After his mother tried to put him on so many dates with random women, he almost gave in. But never. He spreads the rumors of being married to a man he doesn't even know. Second, he doesn't have a real job. Third, he's hopeless. And last, he needs to deal with the one and only Josh Heid Thompson for spreading the goddamn rumors. They even aren't gay. Note: This story is a prequel. The story line is set 2 years prior from Noah's and Gloss's romance. It's not necessary to read their story, but if you want, you can check out my profile and read them.
Who Are You? by Wandering_Fujoshi
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Rhea Arienne, a normal college student who's drowning in loans and debt, dies by the infamous truck-sama. Unwillingly being bounded to a System, She is forced to travel to other worlds. Whether it's a futuristic mecha world or an ancient Wuxia world, bitch-slapping horrible protagonists and seeing a certain someone in every world, is what seems to be in store for---- "...Is that a snake I see in my pants?" (o*。_。)o "HOST!! DON'T KILL ME!!! A malfunction happened during the transfer process..." 。゚( ゚இ‸இ゚)゚。 Her? ------- *BL!! Not BxG!* *1V1 relationship* *I don't own most of the pictures (only some) or videos I put on this story. All credit goes to their creators respectively* *VERY EXPLICIT language, smut and gore* *Extremely mature content* *I cheat by using Grammarly* HA HA 🙃 Inspired by: - 'Save the love-struck best friend of the protagonist system go! BL' by @KSAdams - 'Uprising Of The Cannon Fodders (BL)' by @Rose_Darkblood
The Pirate King (MxM) ⚣ ✓ by wambuimuiruriii
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When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, a various degree of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was exemplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword, blood spiling below to floorboards, like a moth drawn to a flame. And this love was damned to spread through his crew as some treacherous disease, claiming any and all who joined. But he knew this was the price he'd pay. The price for the sea itself. So when his crew completes another standard loot and pillage from a merchant ship, he allows his men a bit of fun. He liked to give them an audience, rounding up those who didn't fall victim to the blade during battle, and forcing them to beg for their lives. To prove how much they really wanted to live. Alistair had ruled the sea for some years now. Killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Destroyed hundreds, maybe thousands of vessels. And yet, each feeble human was all the same. There was not one man he threatened that didn't beg for their lives with all they had in them when faced with the wrong end of the sword. Each feeble human was always the same. Or so he thought. And yet, he also thought that this would be one standard job. A treat for his men after a night of good work. But this particular survivor, the one with long white hair and dead looking eyes... He wasn't a merchant. He couldn't have been. More important, there was no hesitancy when Alistair asked the fairly built man whether he wanted to live, and the man replied with a simple no.