These fanfics trigger me. WARNING: Everything I wrote in here is meant for comedy, and I tend to exaggerate. If you have written/done any of these things, don't get offended or tell me that you did these things. Every fanfiction has at least one of these things, but that doesn't make them bad. And don't put me on a pedestal just because I did this.

Ana Curtis been watching her brothers struggle with their problems for months. She's in her last year of college and been having the time of her life, only coming home to visit a handful of times of times, one of those being for her parents funeral. But this visit is a little different. One that makes you realize: Everything is not what it seems. If you do not support Gay Rights and the LGBT Community, this probably isn't the story for you. You can try it, but you probably won't like it.

A book of cute imagines I started so long ago that some of them don't even have the paragraphs divided up. I don't write here very often anymore, I'm more focused on my stories. **REQUESTS ARE CLOSED AND MAY NOT BE REOPENED** I apologize for the inconvenience.

(COMPLETED) Let's say that your enemy since the fourth grade needs you to act like you're his girlfriend for a whole month. Would you do it?

"I love you," Johnny murmured, clutching my wrist to the point I could not pull away no matter how much I tried. "Stop it," I snapped, "Stop saying that!" "But I do, I love you, I want you, I need you to remember," He was pleading now. "Stop, quit pretending-" "There is no pretending," Johnny said with absolute clarity. "I love you and I will love you until the day I die. You don't remember now, but you used to love me too Rosey. And I will love you until you love me again, even after I die, and if there is a life after this I will love you then, too." I stared at him as he poured his heart out; he was moving away, for once he wasn't trying to get me to love him. I was doing it myself. "Will you ever give up on this?" I asked. Johnny shrugged, "Someday, I suppose I'll give up, and sit in a rocking chair. But I'll probably be rocking fast, because I don't know what I'll do without you." ----------- Rosemarie Curtis' story has seemed to come to an end. Everything is lost. Nobody can forget. Nothing is the same. Now the gang seems to have to wrestle the past, rebuild on the ruins inside them. But sometimes life has a twisted way of bringing back something you've lost. For Rosemarie's story is just beginning. But there was no way the gang could scrape the earth clean, and keep thinking they could start again. Because even though Rosemarie is alive, her memories of the past are gone. Her mind had left them; she has now gone wild and wary. She remembers no feeling, no hurt, and no loving. Johnny must cope with losing his only love, while her thoughts swim between them, hidden under rocks, disappearing in weeds, and he fishes for them, dangling his own memories like bait and lures. But how can you love someone you don't remember loving? How can you remember something you don't want to remember? And how can the gang hold together when everything has fallen apart?

"You lied to me," He insinuated. I felt my heart leap to my throat, this can't be happening. "It was a mistake, everyone makes mistakes," my voice dropped. "Yes, but you make more than most people." "I-" "You hurt me; you worry everyone, everyone you get close to you hurt. Ever since Ma and Pa died you've been nothing but inconsiderate to everyone else. You hurt all of us with your lies." "Not on purpose," I whispered, "I never wanted to hurt you, I only wanted to-" Soda put his hands up to silence me. "Rosey-" "Please don't do this, Soda, I care about him." I heard panic tinging my own voice. He said nothing. ----------- Friends are the family you can choose, but sometimes, those friends are more like lovers than family. Rosemarie Curtis, Sadie Cade, Sodapop Curtis, Ponyboy Curtis, Johnny Cade, Darry Curtis, Dallas Winston, Steve Randle, and Two-bit Mathews. All greasers and the best of friends, inseparable at the least. It's always been this way; a gang, a tight knot group of people. Nobody thought anything could disrupt the perfect little imbalance of friendship that consisted in the gang. Especially love, or complicated relationships. Complicated meaning... hidden. How will their friendship stay on the straight and narrow when fate's gun is loaded with twists, ready to be fired at the 9 gang members? And the main question is; can you keep a secret? Because there are plenty to keep.

Callie's family is going to spend the summer in Tulsa, but she would rather spend her summer somewhere better. She thinks she will have the worst summer of her life, but it turns out to be the best.

Good girl Hope has always been a Curtis. That is, until she found out she was a Winston. With his hair and his eyes, it's a wonder she didn't realize it before. And when she finally figured it out, she's sent in a downward spiral. She's been bullied her whole life about her past and family, but it's never bothered her before now. When she learns that everything they've been saying is true, Hope thinks it's the end for her. Ponyboy's not her father. The infamous, evil, hated Dallas Winston is. And she decided to own it, to become just like him. {Sequel to Hope, in her point of view. You do not have to read that book first, but it may be helpful, as there may be some references to events in that book.}

"We're a real tight-knit group of friends. And even though it seems lately we aren't the way we used to be, we'll always be family." Jessie Marie Cade was born into a gang of greasers. This life is all she's known. She is surrounded by her siblings, best friends, and the love of her life, Sodapop Curtis. But everybody knows that the more that you love, the more that can be taken from you. [completed 2016. edited 2021]