What if Zeus had never tried to kill Maria di Angelo, and her kids had never ended up in the Lotus Hotel? Their fates are still the same, in the end. Wars need their heroes, even if they have now lived different lives.

"mike, it's just a stupid crush." • • • • • • Based off of season two of Stranger things. I felt there was a lot of chemistry between the two. • • • • highest rating: number one in Byeler

A BMC/DEH texting fic in which Heidi and Mr. Heere are married,making Evan and Jeremy stepbrothers. Many popular ships,Maybe some oneshots with less popular ships. You'll just have to read to find out what happens!! Art Credit to bleventeen on tumblr/instagram.

.:{Soulmate au where you're soulmate sees whatever you write on your arms and you're colorblind until you kiss your soulmate}:. Dear Evan Hansen, Your soulmate doesn't exist. There is no happiness for you in this life. You're a useless burden. No one would care if you just.........Disappeared.

THIS IS NOT MY BOOK!!! I HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS BOOK!!!! The original book Twist and Shout by the author from achiveofourown (Gabriel (AO3)) ALL THE CREDITS GOES TO GABRIEL AND STANDBYME!!

Alexander was now living with the Washingtons, they had recently adopted him a few months ago. Lafayette was like Alex's brother, he was also adopted by the Washington family. For once in his life, he was happy. Lafayette introduced him to his friend group and ended up joining the "Revolutionary Crew" or that's what they like to call themselves. He has a family that loves him, good grades, good friends. Everything was perfect. Except one thing. He never told them that his name is Alexander, not Alexandra.

Gerard Way is curious about the abandoned house just outside of town. It has always captured his attention ever since he can remember. Every time he asks about it people say "it's haunted" or "it's empty" or "why are you even worried about a stupid, old house?" Gerard is then dared to spend a night in the abandoned house and gets more than what he thought he would. -{ cover made by: @VeryPunktual }- -*it's called fan FICTION. Therefore, anything can happen. Please don't question my work*-

discontinued // alex gaskarth's bedroom carpet was disgusting. the people sitting on it, however, were not. (slow updates)

GeeGay: fuck it I'm gonna be a stripper Fronk: babe no GeeGay: babe yes ---- all ur fave emos and more in high school and in a group chat lowkey inspired by jalexandfrerard 's book Group Chat, and my pal who can't get enough of stripper gee lmao

Dean's about to start medical school and he has been assigned a dorm room. With a roommate. As he and Sam head up to his new room he gets an ominous warning from the guy down the hall about Dean's new roommate. It unnerves Sam, but Dean thinks the guy can't be that bad. Right? Dean and Sam grew up happy with BOTH parents in this one. I thought about how to approach this one for quite a while before I actually started writing it. I thought, how can I get this to make sense? Why would a roommate run away? And then this came to me. So, for those of you that don't know, I based a lot of Cas' personality, quirks, and traits on myself since I have Asperger's. While I don't color coordinate my shirts in the closet, they DO have to all face the same direction, and I have more sensory issues than I'll bore you with here. I mention Dean's sensory issues as well here. While he doesn't show actual traits of Asperger's, he's on the spectrum too, and people on the spectrum still have related issues. The bluntness of Cas' questions are something that I did more often when I was younger, and a reason why people singled me out as weird or a freak. I had great difficulty distinguishing between when people were joking and making fun of me (therefore people thought I was stupid, and I was called as much, despite my higher IQ), so I tended to keep to myself. I still have difficulty initiating conversations, and my reaction to going into places like the party that will be mentioned here is much the same as I made Cas react. Parallels, as you'll notice.