"There was something so awfully strange about him that I don't think I could put it into words if I tried. He was so distant, so out of touch with the world around him. He could stare at something, and stare for hours, but never really see it. It was like he wasn't living in the same world as me. If I saw something so...
my name is dan, not danielle × somewhat based off of the short film boy (HIGHEST RANKING: #2 in fanfiction)
"tyler?" his parents are staring at him. they look worried. "sorry," he mumbles, and he means it. he sits back down. "thought i saw someone." WARNING: i wrote this a few years ago. it's a little graphic and a lot predictable. not my best work but i'm keeping it up because people seem to like it for some reason
"Darling. We don't have a lot in common but we're on the same track. I've been a criminal all my life, and you're just starting." •••WARNING: LOTS OF UNNECESSARY P!ATD AND TOP REFERENCES••• also this is hella cringe because i wrote it forever ago
Ryan works at a LGBT support hotline. He isn't enthusiastic about it at all. Brendon is a closeted gay kid who has no one to talk to. What are the odds of their connection through their phone calls? TW// homophobic slurs ((maybe)) cover by @mi_cro_wave
