I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.

Sequel to The Styles Effect (Must read The Styles Effect first if you haven't before reading this one)

Rose does not like Harry. And Harry does not like Rose. But perhaps the threat of a ruthless brain and a shady corporate conspiracy could change for them. or, at least, could make a stash of Snickers. He was like the moon-- a part of him was always hidden

All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie lust, am I right? //Posted-July 8th, 2015//

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

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Flashing lights. That's all he could see: the pulsating strobe of a white brightness blinding him from the indistinguishable scenario playing out around him. He could not feel. Not the cool, autumn breeze, not the fog-like droplets of British showers, nothing. He couldn't hear anything. Maybe a dull thumping deep within, but nothing recognizable. Attempting to speak, he opened his mouth, trying to form words. He couldn't tell whether he was making any sound, letting out any kind of sign that he was distressed, but he knew it was worth a shot. As he began to fixate on his disabilities, he began to panic, and that's when it all went black. That is, also, where the story begins. // previously called Nirvana //