❝I wanted to kiss you, but you told me you don't like the taste of rainbows.❞

Tweek is scared of many things. However above all he is scared of his best friend not returning his feeling and rejecting him. Thank God he doesn't know... until certain events happen to shake things up. -under revision 4 years later-

-high school au -maxpres -they're all aged up btw -they're like around 15 years old -(I have no idea where this is going I'm just bored so I decided to write)

Max decides to leave Camp Campbell for good. But, was it wise to go home to his abusive parents? Read this oneshot to find out! This story contains content that may be offensive/sensitive to some viewers.

Edd, Matt, and Tom decide to take another trip to the Magic Shop... Long story short, Matt has no coordination, Tom has zero reflexes, Edd is oblivious, and Tord takes too many walks. (Cover art is clearly not mine :P) [Also this story will be LONG! Sorry! So... Lock your doors and close the blinds we're going for a ride!] VERY SLOW UPDATES.

(TRIGGER WARNING: suicide attempts, self-harm, suicidal thoughts/intentions) One day, Kenny's depression gets really bad and he wants to die.

In a society where everyone has a view of you.. a view based on your wings, what would you rank as? The more vibrant the color, the better your social standing. The more dull the color, the lower. Your entire demeanor is based upon your wings. The vibrant wings determines the bolder personalities. The color itself determines your unique personality. Everyone has their own uniquely colored wings. But some have colors almost unheard of, colors that either put you at the very top of the social ladder or shun you from majority of society. Those wings are pure white and pitch black. //Cover is an edit of images off Google. I do not own said images. only the edit.