"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Keagan is the definition of bad boy. College man with a body that could make even God moan and an attitude to put the devil to shame. Between classes and drinking parties , sex and boys, Keagan had it all. Until Jamison. Small, skinny , anti-social. Will he be able to tame the sex god or be eaten alive?

"What's wrong?" He asked softly, grabbing Kai's arm and preventing him from running away again. "N-nothing." Kai whispered looking down at his shoes. Nicolas lifted Kai's chin and looked into his black eyes with a soft look. "I know something is wrong. Tell me." He coaxed moving his hand from Kai's chin to cup his cheek instead. "I don't like it when you laugh and smile with Rex" Kai mumbled. "I want you to only smile at me." _____________________________________________ Kai and Nicolas were best friends. They've always been best friends. Everyone around them craved to have a friendship as beautiful as theirs. Nothing could change it. Until something could. Something as simple as feelings.

Chronic fatigue syndrome is a state of profound fatigue that is not improved by bed rest and that may get worse with physical or mental activity. This fatigue significantly interferes with daily activities and work. I have that syndrome. My name is William Elijah Brookes and I haven't left the house in over two months. My closet consists of comfy clothes and socks, along with several pairs of slippers. My closest friend is my older sister, who brings me chocolates, teddies and house plants to dote on. I am a CFS sufferer. I am The Pajama Kid.

[BXB] in which a boy leaves his love letters in the wrong person's locker. ↬ Kairo Alden has been pining for fellow classmate Alexandria Miller for as long as he can remember. Finally, with some persuasion from his friends, he decides to step out of his comfort zone and leave love letters in her locker. Only problem? He ends up leaving them in Alexander Rhodes' locker instead. milestones: 6/25/20 - #3 in bxb 7/03/20 - #3 in QUESTIONING 7/06/20 - #3 in LGBTQ 7/06/20 - #2 in QUESTIONING

❝it's 3am, what do you want?❞ ❝there's a roach in my room, kill it for me?❞ 〤 Alvin, despite being 24 years of age, is terrified of bugs. Which is why he resorts to forcing the alluringly mysterious boy next door into killing them for him when roaches start showing up in his apartment. 〤 COVER BY: @lucidmelancholy started; 7/22/2020

NEW VERSION IS PUBLISHED "He squints his eyes at me with an intense glare that makes me squirm. I don't know if it's the intense pain in my shoulder or his stare, but something sends a shiver down my spine. I have now extended to my full height and look up to realize this guy is towering over me, not looking too happy. I become aware of our close proximity and take a step back, averting my eyes from his intense gaze. I clear my throat and fumble with the edge of my apron, looking down as I say, 'Sorry 'bout that.' I hear no response. I wait a moment, then I look up and he's gone." Spencer Hastings knows one thing for sure: he hates Jack Summers. Everything about him. He hates his rude manners, his intense stare, his restless movements. But he just can't lay a finger on why Jack Summers unnerves him so much. Until now. WILL CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT Updated (bi)weekly on Friday (sometimes updated 1-2 times/week on Wednesdays) BUT CURRENTLY UNDERGOING REWRITE PLEASE LOOK AT LAST CHAPTER FOR EXPLANATION, NEW VERSION IS PUBLISHED Highest Rankings: #16 (out of 1.1 million) romance #7 gay #3 gayboys gayships #2 gaylove bxblove gayfanfic gayness #1 wattpride gaycharacter lgbtfiction guyxguy happyending gaypride gaylovestory gayfiction gayaf lgbt Please don't judge too harshly, this is a rough first draft, but I work very hard on it so please still read:-) Comment any suggestions you have or if you'd like to help support each other's stories!

There is an island in the sky, and not everyone can see it. A harmless village boy living in the rural lands, Iolani Tori is afraid of heights and loud noises. Taken by surprise when he receives a mysterious letter addressed to him, Io finds out that the floating island wasn't a figment of his imagination after all. A talking sparrow; An eagle's eye, A waiting vulture And a silent night.