this fanfic is based on daddy anonymous (or anon for short), which rn is one of the hottest people currently and also trending through tiktok and twitter. in this 8 part series, u will discover the deep chemistry between renzo rodriguez, an 17 year old well educated high school senior and part time tennis assistant coach, and anonymous (known as hacker "his real name"), an 18 year old college student from Washington State, and works from home, communicating and helping to destroy the government at one of the most known hack companies, A.N.O.N.Y. Center. one night, Hacker's car broke down and enter into a stranger's house for help, where he meets renzo. there, love unfolds for the both of them. but will they try not to break their "code" and keep their promises together? will anon finally reveal his true identity to him? how others will affect renzo and anon's relationship? NOTE: THIS FANFIC IS A BOYXBOY (GIRLS ARE ALSO WELCOME TO READ THIS TOO) & SOME Y'ALL ABOUT TO GET REAL MAD ABOUT ME LMAO. *audio from "two." to "eight." comes from the author's song selection. it is best to put on headphones or earbuds for a better visual experience to each part.* DISCLAIMER: THIS FANFIC IS FOR AUDIENCES 17+. THIS INVOLVES IN SOME SMUT SCENES: "threes*me, ma*tur*ation, and a whole lot of f*cking." ily all and happy reading xoxo, renzo

this is dedicated to alongside anonymous, the spec cops from across the US, in which it's also trending through twitter and other social media platforms. while waiting for the other parts in "the Hacker," u can read this for rn. hehe hope you all like this. happy reading, xoxo Renzo

Strangers to friends to lovers. This is a Riot Fanfic so it's going to be wholesome. Also, if you guys want to find the art, it's mine-- my Instagram is miragiri_haruto :D

At a protest, you find yourself alone, trying your damndest to fight the police. Rubber bullets and tear gas canisters fly, and you start to lose your fight until a stranger in riot gear comes to your aid. The two of seem to get along, despite your violent environment. (Aka Reader/Tank the Spec Ops Protestor)

"My shift ends around five, if you'd like to know why this quiet town is anything but quiet, go ahead and stop by once I get home. Until then, try not to answer the door, ignore the crying coming from the woods, and by no means should you accept the gift of a red thread if it appears on your kitchen windowsill." (Y/N) (L/N) had a pretty normal life. College drop-out who moved to the suburbs, she didn't think her life could turn around so quickly. But then she finds out that she's the prime target to all the creatures living there. In turn, she becomes a target of an underground group that controls the population of the creatures haunting this town.

"You don't know what you are playing with." I smiled. "Or maybe I don't care Mr. Binary Codes." His hands wrapped itself around my neck at an inhumane speed. Growling in my ears, he said, "You think this is a game? Should I show you how I can play it too?" "Oh, sir, I will be glad. Go ahead." Pushing him away, I smirked at him. "I am waiting." • • • HIGHEST RANK- #1 IN ANONYMOUS

|MATURE| Rating: ★ ★ ★ ★ ★| "Who's this?" I said while I questioned the text on my screen. Unknown Number 3:10 a.m Hi. I felt off about the message. It definitely wasn't the vibes I wanted, how did this person even get my number, and who even are they? I just brushed it off and left them on open for the rest of the morning. Then my phone buzzed again right after I closed the messages app. It was another message from the unknown number. Stalk verb harass or persecute (someone) with unwanted and obsessive attention. Danielle is clueless of her secret admirer. Her average life will take a turn from her decision, will she regret it or will she love it? ________ To leave a review or ask questions check at the bottom of the chapters, thank you. ________ Warnings: Degrading Smut Cursing Violence