"you always call me pretty and it makes me angry because i like when you call me pretty, but you shouldn't be calling me pretty, and i think there's a part of you that knows you shouldn't" "i'm sorry" "it's okay-" "no I mean i'm sorry you feel that way, if i see something pretty, or see something that i like, i'm going to acknowledge that, because beautiful things deserve to know they're beautiful, i couldn't care less what gender you are, you're fucking stunning, and i hope there's a part of you that knows i'm right" [a story in which an egocentric irish boy named jack always thought he was straight until this sanguine and facetious boy from his schools basketball team suddenly obtained the confidence to tell him he was really pretty]

Mark's close friend Joseph had just died and Mark didn't know what to do. He had never felt so empty and cold. It was like there was a black hole inside him, sucking away all the light in his life. And Jack ends up in LA to spend time with his American pals and ends up finding a new home trying to rebuild the broken places in Mark. (This is NOT meant to be disrespectful to Mark or Jack or anyone else. This is a fan-made story and is a respectful one and is 100% fiction -though it is based very VERY slightly on an actual event. This is not in any way affiliated with any youtuber I mention, nor is it affiliated w/youtube itself. I post links to all the fanart/videos that I find because none of it is my work. Only the writing is mine.) Please enjoy. Also, the cover image was made for the story by my lovely little Sheepy <3 thank you so much

He smiled, something about him so was bright and.. Astonishing to me. I blinked slowly, and he asked. "Did you want any help, Mr. Fischbach?" His tone was smooth and he sounded so wonderful. I couldn't say anything. ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ Hello friends! Welcome to my book, thank you for coming. Before reading I suggest gazing over the warnings and topics that this story will contain. ~This is an AU ~There will be usage of alcohol/drugs ~Possible physical and verbal violence ~Possible sexual content ~The use of vulgar language ~Poverty/Class Difference ~Boyxboy Thank you for taking the time to read this! If you want to know why or why not I do things go ahead and check out my profile where I talk all about my writing "styles" thank you! Rinny♡ ------ All characters depicted in this book are in of themselves, fiction. Even if they portray similarities to real life people, the relationships and characters themselves are of my own design.

My name isn't Jacqueline, it's Jack. And I am a boy. Jack McLoughlin is a transgender 17-year-old in his Junior year at a new highschool. He's living alone in a small apartment and works every day at the Starbucks down the street. He's short and insecure, but has a passion for art. But he finds another love of his after he bumps into a tall boy in the hallway.

♡Completed♡ Book TWO: Welcome Home Master Highest Rank: #27 In Fanfiction ♡Jack Family doesn't have a lot of money to support everyone. All Jack brother and sister live far away to send money ♡Jack works in a small coffee shop that doesn't paid him well and the money he earns will have to support everyone ♡But one day a mysterious man enter the shop and order the most expensive coffee they have. He noticed Jack and decided to give him, his business card ♡Jack look at the card and saw it was a job offer. Jack look at the payment and it was very high ♡Jack decided to take the job, even if he doesn't have a clue what the job is. ♡Jack Soon Realized that he will be a maid for the richest person in LA,Mark Edward Fischbach ✧Jack doesn't want to take the job anymore but he have no other choice. His family need the money ✧Jack have to 'Help' his master everyday, Jack will clean and cook for him, and if he doesn't follow his rules he will get punished ✧Soon Jack will Have feelings that he can't control, Will Jack fall in love with his master? Or will he keeps pushing back his feelings?

"'Didn't Dennis call you Sean?' Don't ever, EVER fucking call me that.'"

"you are one kinky motherfucker, you know that?" mark grinned, leaning back into the couch and propping his feet up on the coffee table. "i know, but i don't see you complaining." the story about an oddly adorable pessimist, a loving, cocky optimist, and homophobia, amongst other things.

sean watches the boy on the balcony across the street every night. he wishes he could speak to him. [one sentence at a time story.]

in which two boys meet online through a strange app called kik. slow updates. [ pairing > septiplier ]