Jake Miller and Alex Moody have been in an unspoken rivalry since middle school --popularity and talent driving one away from the other. But being locked up in the school's equipment room with a drunk-as-hell rival can make things a little complicated in their relationship. One struggles to contain his feelings. While the other struggles to accept it. But in the end, this is their struggle to embrace it. ************************************************************************************************ Started : Apr 26th, 2019 Completed :

❝Never knew loving could hurt this good.❞ When ordinary and boring Sebastian Faze meets Niko Salinger, a boy set on burning his lungs and ruining his future, Sebastian knows his whole life is bound to go somewhere different. This is a tale about two haphazardly irrelevant fucked-up teenage boys in the middle of suburbia trying to make the best of their adolescent angst-ridden years and attempting to navigate through the monotony of their dead-end lives, hoping for a once-in-a-lifetime shot at meaning something. warning: MATURE SCENES.

Dawson is- most people who don't know him would say- as straight as they come. And senior year away from home promises to be a big year for him: no parents in sight, a whole new set of friends, he just seems to have it all. Not to mention that all the pretty girls of the very private Wharton High are dying to get a taste of the new talk of the school. If only he could get Adam Hamilton's eyes out of his head. * "He dislikes him so much he is annoyed by the mere sound of his breathing. He dislikes him so much that he can't bring himself to ignore him; that even the way his stupid glasses perfectly sit on his symmetrical nose exasperates him; and his ridiculously blue eyes that take different shades of blue based on his mood and now Dawson knows that apathy is the ocean whereas rage is a starless night sky. And his jawline looks like it was sculpted by the hands of Michelangelo, but he dislikes him so much he can't look at his face without feeling his cheeks flush in anger. Truth is, Dawson dislikes him because Hamilton did something that no other person- despite their best efforts- ever managed to do. He made him feel weak."

Let's get one thing straight: satin is NOT silk. Don't be fooled by its flimsy ability to reflect light, so glossy that it's blinding and migraine inducing. If there's one thing Alex Han knows, it's that satin is made up of 100% polyester, lies, and betrayal. It's his eighteenth birthday and all he wanted was to enjoy the pleasures of being adorned in a dainty silk ball gown. You could imagine the anger he felt when his mandatory tailcoat and pleated pants for the night were made purely of the dreaded devil's cloth. But hey, maybe this was the world's cruel way of telling him that he truly was what he wore. started | 12.29.19

An outcast. A loner. A young man with walls built so high that only those he deems worthy can pass through the hidden door. Jameson Clark O'Hare is an unusual, mysterious young man to those who don't know him, but really he is just a boy that longs for love and has much of it to share with the right person. Maybe too much for one person to handle. But how is he meant to find this person when he is so closed off from the world, too scared to let anyone new in? Dragged into an unexpected blind date, Jameson's life takes an unlikely turn, and he gets more than he ever imagined. (( Description is subject to change when the story is completed. But still relates to the story. ))

Isaac Harley is Eton's devilish delinquent, and Josiah Beckett's the pretentious prefect. At least, that's what the two have always presumed of each other, their true selves buried under a facade and hidden like a sin. Neither one would've ever guessed that all it took was one fateful night, one of hazy minds and absolute misery, for their masks to slip off. For them to strip each other completely bare--naked in body but more exposed in places unseen. Neither one intended for this night to happen--raw, wanton, burning hot. Neither one was prepared to touch the untouchable. 05.05.19 - 11.17.19

"Pointing out my... average height every time you see me is one thing," Lavellan replied, nose twitching in annoyance. The little movement cause Dorian's stomach to flip. "I am quite tall for an elf, mind you." "Of course you are, considering you always have your head held so high. It's a wonder how your neck hasn't dislodged itself from your shoulders yet." ~Just small moments between Dorian and Lavellan, whose height seems to be a recurrent theme in their (heated) conversations. Best Rankings: Number 1 in #dragonage Number 1 in #lavellan Number 2 in #inquisition Number 4 in #dragonageinquisition

[BxB] Waking up next to someone after having a little too much to drink was no new, riveting story in this day and age. Waking up next to another boy, when you were also a boy, was a little more interesting, but still nothing to write home about. But waking up in Nico Beckett's sheets? To Wesley, it was a nightmare come to life. ~~~ Wesley Dillon's life was uneventful, and frankly, he liked it that way. He didn't get into trouble, he kept his grades up, he played it safe. He never did anything to rock the boat he was floating in, the calm waters of his lake left undisturbed. Now starting his last year in high school, Wes was content to continue living his life as he always has - but sometimes, and only sometimes, he caught himself wishing that something could make ripples in his tiny world. What he wasn't ready for were the waves that were Nico Beckett - a troublemaker, womaniser, and an incredibly popular boy at his school. He was everything Wes was not. Nico was the type of guy that Wes never wanted to associate with, but after waking up in his arms with panic in his chest and pains everywhere else, he realised that his life was going to get much, much more complicated. It took him everything to try not to drown as the waves pulled him further and further down. But, somewhere along the way, he wasn't sure that drowning was actually a bad thing. ~~~ #1 in romance (29/09/19) #1 in LGBT (07/09/2019) #1 in bxb (07/09/2019) #1 in boyxboy (08/09/2019) #1 in gay (11/09/2019) #1 in highschool (29/09/19) #1 in school (17/10/19) #1 in comingofage (01/10/19) #1 in slowburn (02/10/19) #1 in BL (04/10/19) #1 in lovetriangle (05/10/19) #1 in family (31/10/19) #1 in comingoutofthecloset (08/01/20) #1 in writtenwithpride (19/06/21) #4 in love (07/03/21)

When blunt and fed up teen, Brett Steadman, sends hate mail- a series of emails packed with profanity and mouthing off- to high school player, Jason White, he doesn't expect a reply. Especially from the school's God, the jock, and bad boy, himself. Brett also doesn't expect Jason's replies to be flirtatious when the leading on is supposed to be the other way around! After an incident at school between the two, Steadman devises up a plan to sabotage Jason White and to get even. But of course, nothing goes to plan. Chaos comes crashing down between the two boys, their group of friends, and the mystery identity- Xan Hangiff, Brett is email Jason under. And meanwhile the game maker just has the biggest rule to follow. Rule number four: Do NOT fall in love with Jason Emmett White. Brett just didn't expect it to be this hard.

Leroi's lifetime list of bad decisions has just gotten longer than he ever imagined. He pissed off rival jocks, fell in love with the school's outcast and smooched the bicuriousity out of his best friend. Now he has to fight for his love, but his love for who? A question blinded by testosterone, highschool politics, mommy issues and the BRO-Code. And then there's his inamoratos being too problematic to handle. However, the heart wants what it wants, and his wants a trifecta. Featured on lgtbq; BoyxBoy (Teen Fiction) Featured on WattpadExplorerBot; Spotlight on Street-lit. Featured on WattpadUrban; Urban LGBTQIA