DJ Masque had become the popular DJ in New York City in mere weeks after getting discovered in the underground music scene where she played illegal raves in abandoned warehouses. Yeah, she was a girl, but no one cared. She became the most popular DJ and started getting invited to play the hottest clubs and even celebrity parties. And the thing that was unique about DJ Masque was her clothing, which was always completed with a black and purple sequined mask covering half of her face, which never revealed her true identity. Dani Sinclair was the unpopular girl, the geek if you want to call her that. With her dark brown hair that was always pulled back in a pony tail and her glasses, she was always someone for the popular people to pick on, even though she was rich and lived in a penthouse overlooking Central Park with her grandmother. And what geek doesn't have a crush on the most popular guy in school, who just happened to be the son of a millionaire banker and one of the hottest hip hop dancers in the city? So you might be wondering just what DJ Masque and Dani Sinclair have in common, huh? Well, the truth is...they're the same person. No one knew that, though. Well, not until one night when the truth accidentally came out and the mask came off...and true identity is revealed to none other than her secret crush.

Rank 1 in Ross Butler tag Rank 2 in Reality tag over 1k+ stories Well, best friends? Rather define it as soulmates. It's literally someone who makes you a better person. Oh-wrong. It's actually an action taken by yourself to be better due to an inspiration someone has brought into your life. A soulmate is someone who you carry with you forever. It's that one person who knew you and accepted you for who you are. It's that one person who believed in you before anyone else did or when no one else would. You look back at their pictures and smile, shit. It has always been you. That person with whom you have an immediate connection the moment you meet - a connection so strong that you are drawn to them in a way you have never experienced before. But the question is, what would you ever do if you meet someone again from the past because he or she was destined for you? Would you run away or give each other second chances? But how? Two different people start to find out what would have been done in order to refrain the huge misunderstanding by reflecting the old memories with hows. A story to relay a message of making a difference and bringing back the hope old classic love used to have, the love without relying on social medias but with sincerity, communication and commitment. © blasterrism 2018

Can two heartbroken boys learn to love again? Tom Camper is struggling. With grief, with pain, with his family, and especially with himself. Only six months away from graduating high school, he and his twin brother are forced to move from the small country town they grew up in to an overwhelmingly huge city school, heaping even more problems into Tom's lap. Like Jake Harris. The moment Tom lays eyes on him, he know's the boy is trouble. But he's exactly the kind of trouble that Tom's been craving. Jake's been through the ringer. With the light at the end of the tunnel in sight, he's just trying to stay alive long enough to get there. It seems impossible until one of the new kids in school offers him a hand. Learning to trust, to hope, to love: these two boys might be biting off more than they can chew. Heartstopper meets 13 Reasons Why (Check the tags!)

Quinne Haynes doesn't have an easy life. Caged by anxiety and taunted by anti-depressants, she barely manages to get through a day. But when an elite organisation known only as Oculus reaches out to her, she makes a decision that could cost her the little fragment of life she has left. --- Epilepsy warning - some GIFs featured contain flashing lights. The main character in this story is clinically depressed and has severe OCD and anxiety. I myself don't have much experience with any of these things, so if I'm writing her wrong then please let me know. Also, spoilers, this isn't a love story. I'm not romanticising mental illness and gang violence - those two issues are serious and need to be publicised in more detail.

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles