Vincent, a rich-kid whom never had to work for a day in his life, meets a boy. He decides to call him "piss boy" after concluding that the odor of his body -- or maybe his ragged, torn, stained, and unwashed clothes -- reek of urine. He was skinny -- too skinny to be healthy. So Vincent goes on and does something he doesn't like to do, he assumes that piss boy can't afford food. His clothes were the same every day, navy blue jeans and a black hoodie, both stained, torn, and worn. Now, Vincent being Vincent didn't pay much attention to the other boy at first. But once he sat by him, curious as to why no one else was bothering to sit there, he got a good idea on why. He smelt the stench that was piss boy but he didn't move away or judge him. This boy smelling of piss and Vincent were total opposites, anybody could see that. But they would bond, and Vincent would learn that the other boy's name was Scott. But along with their friendship comes secrets, and although a large percentage are from Scott, Vincent does have his own. ❝I could not visualize it, actually, I felt for a small period of time I lived it.❞-Heather Roberts, author of 23:27. Piss Boy has reached: #163 in disorders #1 in sleepingdisorders #1 in sleepingdisorder #2 in narcolepsy #11 in projectsave ❙Warning: This book includes rape (not detailed), self-harm (not detailed), and abuse. If you are triggered by these please do not read, thankyou.❙ © Copyright Rights 2016 -- Present Time

Four linked spirits, who know more in a second than we'll ever know in a lifetime. Four empty-hearted children, finding solace in strange bedfellows. One omnipotent cat. An ever-present power, humming softly in the shadows. These are what make Pelican Town's heart beat infinitely. This is a Stardew Valley Gothic tale. There will be dub/non-con; graphic depictions of injury; major mental health issues, including psychosis and eating disorders; and child abuse through neglect. Posted on AO3 and Fanfiction.net. The 2nd person format isn't self-insert, it's used as Elliott's form of intimacy, as though he's speaking to the farmer. Sex will be glossed over, posted elsewhere if requested.

It's for an experiment. Sherlock is only there for observation of typical human behaviour...but then again, John Watson isn't a typical human, is he?

Summer, 2003. An easygoing teen skateboarder and his insensitive best friend must navigate their changing friendship when a flirty boy comes between them. ***** Sixteen-year-old Matteo is a simple dude. It's 2003, his brother is fighting in Afghanistan, and his best friend Logan is obsessed with gay jokes, but Matt doesn't like to worry. He just wants to film his skateboard video. Then cute emo boy Quinn applies to work at the skate shop with Matt. Being friends with clever, flirty Quinn is like learning a new skateboard trick: a little bit intimidating but totally (probably) worth the challenge. Now Logan hates Quinn, there's money going missing at the shop, and Matt can't seem to figure out if Quinn might possibly, maybe, want to kiss him back. This summer just got a lot more complicated. ***** *featured in LGBTQ+'s "BxB Teen Fiction", LY's "Love Your Identity", and WattpadNaNoWriMo's "2019 Top Picks" lists* Complete at 59k words.

Tomorrow liked solitude. Then a naked lunatic arrived and demanded pants. Things went downhill from there.