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Kisses in the Dark  by wildflowers16
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It's the new year and Johnny can't take it any more and he needs to tell Moz how he feels. But how will Moz react ?
a taste of honey by cemetrygvtes
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Never had I met anyone one like Steven Morrissey.
Life is Very Long When You're Lonely by thebig1fromblur
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Steven Morrissey is a miserable record store clerk. One day Johnny, the typical high school rebel, walks in and everything changes
alcoholic afternoon [marrissey short fic] by sensitize
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Oh, the alcoholic afternoons When we sat in your room They meant more to me Than any, than any living thing on earth They had more worth Than any living thing on earth ---------------------------------------------- before reading: this is just a shot? maybe?? and it's my first one written in english so please be nice with me and if you find any mistakes tell me but kindly because i'm too sensitive:(( also i had to change the ages because it would have been a lot worse than it is already
There's Something Against Us by marrissey
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Really self explanatory. Give it a read! ..I mean...if you want to... You don't need to know the famous people to read this ^.^
My Husband's A Wife by OurInnocentSin
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About the arranged marriage to a billionaire's "son".
Fate [bxb] ✔ by RubyWooEd
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"And who in the hell are you?" "I...I'm y-your q-queen..." ... Or where, a sweet boy Louis is marked to be married off to the prince of his country from the day he was born. Too bad Prince Benjamin wasn't informed that his wife was a male. Stuck in an undesirable and utterly unhappy union, will Louis accept his fate and change the jerk prince for the better? Will King-to-be Benjamin fall for his shy and adorable fiancé? Or will he drive him away? ... Some humour, some angst and romance all around. ... Cover by the lovely @vastheavens
OPEN [boyxboy] ✓ by flawed-
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BOOK ONE Coming out was supposed to set Julian free. Instead, it left him with a broken arm, a mother who won't stop preaching, and a silence that grows heavier every day. High school feels like a cage, and Julian is certain he doesn't belong anywhere-until Paul crashes into his world. With his inked skin, effortless charm, and a following that makes him untouchable, Paul should be the last person Julian lets close. But in Paul's arms, Julian feels something he's never known before: safe. As their connection deepens, so does the danger. Loving Paul means risking exposure, rejection, and heartbreak all over again. Worse, it means facing the cruelest voice of all-the one inside Julian's own head. Tender, raw, and unflinching, Open is a story about first love, first heartbreak, and finding the courage to believe you're worthy of both. ::: I could feel it when his body finally went slack, when he'd fallen asleep and soft snores emitted. And I thought I was getting better at this breaking down thing... I honestly did but when I was alone, I seemed to fall apart. Endless serenades of how worthless I'd been and how destructive I was; I was a disappointment to literally everyone and I hated it. My breathing became shallow as I cried for the second time that day, finally feeling content being immersed in guilt. A shudder wracked through my body, tears escaping and Paul pulled me closer as he woke silently. Mumbling soft nothings against my skin and kissing it to slow my breathing, he tried to lull me to sleep, "It's okay, you're okay." Refusing to speak -my voice failing me- his arm came up to wrap around my shoulder and I held him there, placing a small kiss to his tattooed skin in a broken sign of gratitude, I must've run out of tears. And I felt at ease.