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Wimp | ✓ by saintc
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|Nerd Alert spin-off| Chris is anxious about taking his relationship with Alex to the next level, and Paul needs to learn a little more self-confidence. Read Wimp to get a more rounded ending for the story Nerd Alert.
Creepy Pasta by Siddot
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These are stories, True? Maybe. You find out yourself. So grab a blanket, turn out the lights... It's Creepy pasta time! I don't own any of the stories and the credit goes directly to the original owners.
Dirkjake Merstuck by lancesbabygirlmei
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"i've never wanted someone so bad," he murmurs, gently cupping the others face. "don't leave." "promise?" he hesitated. -- cover art belongs to ikimaru lol
The Goth and His Psycho. by xshanellex
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Alex Brady had been a normal kid when he'd fallen for Bree Treven. It was a cute little romance between two innocent children. But four years later, Bree is far from innocent. After years of abuse and rape committed by her family, little Bree finally snapped. Bree was thrown into Crickly, a place that turns you crazy if you aren't already. Alex was left without a friend in the world. Four years on, Alex is battling bullies at school and neglect at home, but maybe he wont be so alone, when a certain psychopath decides the time is right to make a surprise visit home.
I Lied When I Said I Was Okay (frerard) by RitalinDisturbance
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“I’m… I-I I’m sorry…” that’s the only thing I manage to choke out. Nobody ever caught me self harming. “You’re always so fucking sorry Gee. Save it, it doesn’t change anything.” He says and his hand wraps around my arm again. “Can I? Please?” he asks, puppy eying me again. This time, I don’t resist. I let him pull my sleeve up, and see all of the burns. He frowns and looks me in the eyes again. “What am I going to do with you…” he shakes his head and pulls me into a hug. That’s good, I can admit I actually needed it. I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes.