Shoyo and Kenma lived very far apart. Yet they fell inlove with each other. But there were lots of problems standing in there way. A life a death situation stood between them. Literally. -Hi! This story does include rape and drugging so beware of that!!

After Kenma and Hinata meet, the two boys decide to meet up and before Kenma knows it, he starts to catch feelings for the enthusiastic redhead. Their friendship turns out to be more complicated than the two had originally expected, which certainly caused an eventful training camp. A wholesome story that includes fluff, as well as a plot. Completed! (9/1/2021) (d/m/y) I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this fanfiction. They all belong to Haruichi Furudate. Credits for the art used on the cover: @little_misere

We all use filters to make a picture look good don't we? Well, can filters be used on life too? Yes it's possible actually. And how do we do that? Well my darling, all you need to do is observe. °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° They were YouTubers and together they were, as the people quote, 'Team Voltron' I don't own any of these characters, they all belong to DreamWorks Cover fanart isn't mine either. It belongs the respective owners. ©All rights reserved by GarrisonDropOut

richie: sounds fishy ben: ^^^ bill: whom is fishy??? richie: beverly bill: damnit bev close your legs ben: rip mike: BEN YOURE SUPPOSED TO PROTECT HER ben: oh ben: rip richie: benjamin pls never change ben: will do richard - Eddie and Richie are famous instagram photographers who share the same best friend Beverly Marsh... their fans as well as friends want them together.

{SPIN-OFF TO "THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE" | SECOND BOOK IN THE SERIES} {2018-2023} *~* "Thank you for quitting that disgusting couple moment before I had to interrupt." "Careful, I might start making out with him just to torture you some more." "I hate you." "I have no objections." "Oh, god, please don't. Let's just get back to the task on hand." We all turn back around but find the table empty. "What? Where the hell did they go?" We hear the clearing of a throat right next to us, at the end of the booth, opposite the window. "Uhh-no hablo inglés. Me llamo Pablo." "You bitch-" "Traitor-"