A story of two young lovers who fall deeply in love. But no love ever came easy but this one has more than others... Archie Andrews falls in love with young Jughead Jones who has been abused by his father for years now,he self harms and is beyond depressed and anxiety holds him if it is his prisoner not to mention he is basically the guardian of his younger sister jellybean. Archie Andrews make it all better or a whole heap worse?

T R I G G E R ▶︎ W A R N I N G S "Jughead, you can't drive like this, what if you get hurt?" "You weren't so concerned about me getting hurt when you hurt me yourself." He spits, attempting to walk away faster, only to fall on the ground in the parking lot of the bar they were both just in. "Let me take you home." Archie pleads, kneeling next to the raven haired beauty. "Home was you, but you left." Jughead whispers, finally gazing his blood shot eyes into Archie's sad ones. *** Past lovers, Jughead and Archie, embark on a long road trip towards Jughead's apartment where they share, in their point of view, what really happened the day all hell broke lose in a series of flashbacks and heartfelt confessions. *** cir·cum·lo·cu·tion ˌsərkəmˌləˈkyo͞oSH(ə)n/ noun the use of many words where fewer would do, especially in a deliberate attempt to be vague or evasive. DistressInDisguise© ▶︎ 7/1/17 ◼︎ 2/5/18

**TRIGGER WARNINGS: ABUSE, SELF HARM, BODY SHAMING, BULLYING, TOXIC RELATIONSHIPS, DRUGS, ALCOHOL, BURN OUT, AND MENTIONS OF SUICIDE, SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, AND SUICIDE ATTEMPTS** "Son, I'm worried" "What did I say?! I'm notcha-" ~ Alexander Hamilton, a teenage orphan with a fake ID. Thomas Jefferson, a damn rich kid who thinks he knows suffering. ~ Alexander has only recently entered King's high school, and he has too many secrets to count. He used his fake ID to take a loan and is now paying the consequences. Thomas has too much homophobia in his life to be safe. The rich American and the debt owing immigrant cross paths and are constantly at each others throats, but what happens when the American sees the hidden side of the orphan?

A one shot for every letter of the alphabet. succeeding one shots are not related to preceding ones. Updates twice a week :)

"You made me hate myself more than I already did." In which a Carribean boy is orphaned and bullied by the one person who could make his heart melt into peices while causing it to shatter at the same time. Started- 06.01.17 Finished- 10.07.17 © YoGurlZoey Any plagerism of any kind will be reported.

A book full of imagines of Harry Potter, enjoy!♥️☺️ - feel free to request! [Y/N] is Your Name [Y/L/N] is your last name. [Y/H/C] your hair colour [Y/E/C] your eye colour Love, Lotte

**TRIGGER WARNINGS: RAPE, ABUSE, SUICIDE, EATING DISORDERS, RACISM, BODY SHAMING, TOXIC RELATIONSHIPS, AND SELF HARM ** University Au In a world where vampires and humans coexist John Laurens has unknowingly enrolled in an all vampire school... John has been lied to, Peggy has her reasons, Alex has a story, Thomas has too much info, Madison has a crush, Lafayette has been crushed JOHN HA---- The rest is history.

20-year-old John Laurens makes a new friend online whom goes by the name of, WritingTil'51... [Completed! ✔] Warnings/Keep in mind before reading: First fanfic. I only portrayed Eliza like this for storytelling purposes. Many plot holes, seeing as this is my first fanfic. When I was writing this, I was (still am) very cringy so please excuse the author notes. A few typos. Coarse language.

R E A D ▶︎ I N T R O D U C T I O N "How did you know it was me you needed to show around?" "My dad said to look for a good looking boy with bold green eyes and black floppy hair." "So you think I'm good looking." He said. Archie stared at him for a split second, his mouth turning up into a slight smirk before letting out a chuckle of bemusement. "Goodbye." He called before rushing down the hallway. *** The boy had been nameless for as long as he could remember, which despite being 17 years old, is only five years. He was an odd boy to try and get to know. He talked in absolutes, specifically in old English, barely ate, and the only things he seemed to love was Seattle, books, words, and the rain. Archie, on the other hand, was the son of Fred Andrews, the nameless boy's social worker. He was adventurous, different, and to the boy's surprise, cute. Archie was probably the first person the boy had ever come across that stared at him with such neutrality as he did regularly. The boy found that intriguing. Will an encounter of obvious indifference on the boy's first day at school bud into something more? *** ▶︎ ?/?/? ◼︎ ?/?/? DistressInDisguise©

O N E Y E A R A G E ▶︎ G A P "Meet me in the treehouse." "What time?" "How about 11:57?" "Why 11:57?" "Because you'll remember the time better." "But-" "Jughead, just meet me there." *** Jughead and Archie were neighbors, but they were never particularly close until one summer. A one time visit to the old treehouse in the redhead's back yard turned into a weekly thing, then a daily thing, then a twice a day thing. By the end of the summer they had been found out, and by the beginning of the school year rumors had spread wildly about the innocent, vegan, Christian boy who apparently had a naughty side. How is Jughead supposed to get through junior year with a reputation like that? How is Archie supposed to get over his crush on the boy who seemingly wants nothing to do with him? *** Coming June 2018 ©️DistressInDisguise