~COMPLETED~ Jack has found out Mark's biggest secret. Mark is terrified; his secret is in the hands of his biggest enemy, or rather, his biggest crush. Jack makes an offer. A special favor, and he won't tell the school his secret. Thing is, Mark doesn't know what this favor is going to be. It could be easy, or knowing Jack, it could be a terrifying experience. Mark has one month to decide; risk the favor and no one know his secret, or deny the offer and everyone finds out. Mark is trapped. And it is the biggest boy trap of all time.

When Dan hit the age of 16 he started having flashbacks at random times. The year he turned 16 was the worst year of his life. His best friend since they were born, Phil Lester, moved away. Dan can't control his flashbacks, but when Phil comes back will he remember Dan? All of the times that they shared? If not, who replaced Dan.

Y'all need jesus (Also it is all in Kayla's POV...... because she is a kinky whale) Smut one shots

Phil: a loser, continuously beaten and picked on by the other guys at school. Dan: popular, arrogant, and confused. What happens when the two collide? Just like me is a story of trust, love and secrets (Ok I'm making this sound like a bad tv drama, just read the fic please, I broke my thumbs writing it. *WARNING* self harm, suicidal thoughts, explicit language, slight anorexia. It's an angst fic so y'know, the average...also smut, so look forward that kids hey hey ;)

Phil is an exchange student and Dan happens to be his host brother. GENRE: Fluff/Angst. there is smut but you shouldn't read if that's all you want. WARNINGS: Drug/Alcohol Usage, Swearing, Depression and mentions of suicide (cutting, suicide attempt), Death of family members, Childhood traumas, Car accidents, Boyxboy, Drug dealing word count: 88k+ (In case you don't know this, exchange students live with a family that's called "host family".)

Dan, the new kid, finds himself with all the homophobic guys. Phil, the boy who was born into a homophobic family. Dan was raised knowing it was wrong, but what happens when the cross paths? Warning: Gay slang, beating, self harm, mentions of suicide, etc.

This is on hiatus and I don't know when it won't be anymore. I have reasons for that, and I would tell you but there's a big chance you don't give a shit, so I won't. You SHOULDN'T START READING THIS. If you finished Exchanging Feelings, pretend that this doesn't exist or you'll hate me when you get to the point where i stopped. I know some people are still reading it and I always get messages asking about updates but PLEASE understand that i'm a 16 year old girl who's just started year 12 and I have more important things to do at the moment. I'll keep writing "More than friends" (don't worry about that) on my tumblr, and i'll also upload one shots every now and then but for now I can't promise an update for this fanfic. i love you guys, I'm really sorry <3 - What the hell happened in those 3 years? :) I'll tell you. - TRIGGER WARNING: (be sure to read this. Some people have screamed at me because I didn't have a trigger warning so PLEASE READ IT BEFORE CLICKING 'START READING'.) Depression in general, INCLUDING: self harm, suicidal thoughts, eating disorders, low self esteem, abuse of medicines, psycho thoughts, mental breakdowns, rehabs (hospitals, clinics) ; DRUG and ALCOHOL usage; swearing; rape, sexual abuse, prostitution; explicit sex scenes boyxboy and girlxgirl, childhood traumas. Please don't read if you don't like drama and confusion. None of these chapters were edited (just like E.F, because I don't give a fuck. yes i really dont give a fuck my name is nicki nice to meet you)

When Kayla moved to Knoxville, she hatted it. When school started, she hated it even more. But one thing made it worth while. A beautiful piece of art named Kimmie. She was beautiful in every way shape and form. This is the story, from how Kayla saw it. (My friend Kayla always tells me about how beautiful her girlfriend Kimmie is, so I made an account to make her mad. SO Kayla tell all of your friends to read this. You're welcome. Love you loads. Now I'll get on with the story.)