After the divorce, Wilson's mother decided to send him to his estranged Auntie Trina and Uncle Benny in Santa Elena. Abandoned by his parents and trying to adjust to his new life, Wilson Gomez meets Brando Ferriera, a charismatic and handsome guy, and starts to form a friendship. That bond opens up feelings and secrets, hopes and dreams, and that, maybe, they are not alone in what they're going through. But life is too complicated to be happy. As their feelings change and grow, they are confronted by things that they tried to bury. Wishbones, Clovers, and Numbers from Heaven, is it enough to save both of them? Or maybe someone will always get the short end of the stick. *** This is a story loosely based on Conan Gray's album Wishbone. I love this album and love Conan Gray's music. So, I hope I can give his album a justice.

Book 2 of the 'Demigod in Gotham' Series When Nico moved to Gotham, all he wanted was to do good. He never asked to be adopted by Bruce Wayne. He never asked for Slade to come after him. He never asked to die. And more than anything else, he never asked to be revived. ---------- "I excused what you did with Slade, but you cannot continue to break rules and put yourself at risk-" Nico laughed. "Excused? You excused it?" Nightwing approached the table, probably knowing where this was going. "Demo-" The demigod ignored his brother. "Slade wanted to sell my people as slaves. Not only did he deserve to die, but he needed to." Bruce stood up, his hands on the table. "Slade's death was not your call and I respected that-" "No, you were forced to accept it because you couldn't stop me. You wanted me to spare him, just like every single one of your sons have up until that point, but how did that work out? When did Slade ever face justice for all the things he had done after they spared him? He deserved to die for everything he had done!" "It is not our place-" "Then thank f*ck that it actually was my place to do what you never could!" Bruce clenched his jaw. They stared at each other for a long moment before Bruce finally said, "We fight for justice, not vengeance. If you allow yourself to sink down to that place, you may never come back. It will kill you if you keep on fighting to avenge things that have not even happened yet" Nico stared at his father, the rage that had been boiling underneath his skin every second since he had woken up back in November began to break through the surface. He took off his domino mask and tossed it onto the table, making sure that Bruce had to look at his eyes-- the ones that no longer resembled the fourteen year old that Bruce had once asked to join his family. "Good thing I already died then." --------- daily updates @ 12:15 am EST (starting April 8th )

Nico had two goals when he moved to Gotham #1- help new demigods get to Camp #2- don't meet the Waynes He didn't have anything against the family, how could he when he was only told about them the day before he moved, but he had heard about the serial adoption of black haired kids. He already had a strained relationship with his father, he didn't need a second one. -------- As Nico sat in the park with the random boys he befriended, he finally felt normal. They didn't know who his father was; hell, they thought his father was dead. He was quite literally the most free he had been since Italy and even then, it was under Mussolini at the time so that was a bit of a stretch. The calm seemed universal throughout the group until Tim's phone rang. "Oh shit, it's Bruce." Immediately all of them were on alert scanning the surrounding area while Tim talked on the phone, panic in his eyes. "He was on the other side of the park for a walk between meetings and saw a picture of us walking in the park online," Tim said as soon as he hung up. "Wait wait wait" Nico said as Jason looked like he was preparing to literally throw him into the tree. "Bruce as in Bruce Wayne? You're the Wayne's?! And why are you acting like he's gonna shoot me on sight?" "He's gonna shoot adoption papers at you." Damian mumbled, once again begrudgingly reviving a high five from Tim and Dick. Jason just rolled his eyes as he made his hands a step for Nico to get in the tree. "Yes we're the Wayne's. How do you know of us, but not have a clue what we look like?" Nico climbed onto the lowest branch that was a good six feet off the ground. "I was technically homeless until a few months ago and just got a phone last month, sue me for never seeing a picture," he said in a whisper yell before continuing to scale the tree. -------- Daily updates at 12:15am EST

2024-means, not very good. A romance hidden under the horrors of the war, where kids fought with more pride than adults, where they didn't lose faith even when everything seemed lost. This story takes place in Hogwarts' 7th year. Regulus is Sirius' younger brother, exactly one year behind them, James couldn't expect that an innocent talk in the astronomy tower would lead to fall for him hopelessly, and neither did the young Black. But love doesn't stop time, nor does it save people. It's like a beautiful scarlet rose, as its petals fall, it dies. When that letter found its way to my hands, the music died. Cover art by greenlights33 on Instagram, one of favorite artists.