[complete] i'm falling out of love, and it is the strangest feeling i have come across. highest ranking- #6

Under going major editing. Anything Marked with a tick means it has been edited. "I'm just your stupid assistant, Josh." "You're more than an assistant to me, Tyler." Tyler works for this big company and he's Josh's assistant. They start a fling with each other but it soon turns into something more. Crossed with romance and smut (obviously). I like having romance in my books even if it's just smut. Okay? Okay. Smut. And lots of it. (I would edit this but I really can't be fucked to do so, so just deal with it). © 2016, Keeley (_Delphinus_) All rights reserved

from june to august, a camp was held for teens ages 14 to 17. it was a camp created for aspiring musicians. it was divided into two, vocals and instruments. first fanfiction rip? trigger warnings***

John's never seen a kid like him. He has this beautiful, crazy grace - withheld behind a smug smile and wisecracks that make John frustrated in so many different kinds of ways. And his eyes; crystal clear, decisive, cleaning through the unimportant things to find the valuables in life. He may or may not have a thing for smoking and James Bond, his favorite ice cream is mint with a chocolate swirl, and he is absolutely addicted to Pop Rocks and toffee. He enjoys pretty boys and warehouses, where he can hoard and think and be alone. Also, bumper cars, and John Watson. But Sherlock Holmes's thing, his niche, his calling in life... is to steal. Books. Wallets. Phones. Cars. Everything you've ever wanted, he's had. Everything you've ever wished for, he's stolen. Everything you are, everything you told yourself that you weren't, he owns, and he plays you like an out-of-tune violin. Does that mean that John's going to let him steal his heart? Not a shot in hell.

[completed] two strangers are stuck on an elevator on a rainy monday morning. confessions ensue. ; copyright © 2016

This is a story that is about our inside jokes(4 of us here). First off: Elie, Malory, Faith, & Lily, are all real people. Don't question our randomness. Headphones is a crush's nickname. We might say his name in this story. We're not sure. It will continue till the day we die(Hopefully). Please enjoy our crude humor in this story. XD Bye!

A collection of random song notes that work on both piano and flute

Gnarled and mangled Warped deformed They see nightmares A mutant swarm I see beauty Underneath I see promise In nature's freak A mystery of blood and bone Soul-less, origin unknown Twisted devil villains lost in time Mindless born of bubbling ooze Intelligence I will infuse A curse upon the world but now you're mine I will raise you up de- sign the perfect beast Elevate the savage Use you to bring peace They don't know They don't understand There's a goal It's my master plan These simple minded fools just see my plans abstruse I'll give the monster's life a use Awaken my brood Today you will rise I've given you life My lusus naturae Open your eyes Created in a netherworld Into this realm you were hurled But scientifically misunderstood I will decode and knowledge gain Your mysteries I will explain I'll lucubrate and change you for the good The fools they've placed in power Try to halt my dreams They will fail to stop me Grimm I will redeem I'm your god I will make you grow You're my own twisted embryo They call me sick obsessed A madman with no proof In triumph I will show the truth Awaken my brood Today you will rise I've given you life My lusus naturae Open your eyes When evolution fails Science will prevail What nature warped I will restore I will love What all abhor They call me sick obsessed A madman with no proof I'll give the monster's life a use Awaken my brood Today you will rise I've given you life My lusus naturae Open your eyes

in a world where your moods are visible above your head, displayed through pictures and icons, it's impossible to hide your true feelings. however dan howell seems to be lacking this. labelled as an emotionless freak, dan is outcasted because his moods are never visible. that is, until an endlessly happy boy named phil wonders why.