𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐜

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠... 𝐀𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐜 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐈 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮

in which a redhead and a brunette fall head over heels in love without even knowing what love is no1 in #elmax 25th july '19

Max Mayfield had a secret. She was in love with a girl. She had fears of people finding out and what would happen to her if her secret was out. Her closest friends may have her back, but that might not be enough.

Max has been feeling really odd around her best friend, El. She loves her more than she's ever loved anyone or anything, ever- as a friend, of course. These feelings are crushing Max to pieces, and she doesn't know what to do about it. *(Guys, they're not actually just going to be friends. They obviously like each other, they're gonna be soft lesbians, okay? Okay.) !!MAJOR S3 SPOILERS!! ALSO: HUUUGE TW ON THIS STORY. i'm mentally ill as hell i can't just write a happy story 😌 i've included tws before all of the chapters that i think need them, but if there's any chapter that you think should have another tw PLEASE let me know. (This Fanfiction takes place after season three, but Eleven and Will still live in Hawkins. Hopper is still dead, as is Billy. Eleven lives with Will and Joyce. The Party still hangs out; they are as close as ever.) (There is also gonna be some Byler, but not whole chapters or anything like that)

Talia Decker is sixteen, starting her junior year of high school. Popular, outgoing, and seemingly confident, she is wholly unprepared for the wildfire that is the new girl: Monroe Kingston. Dark, mysterious, and cocky, Monroe is everything Talia hates about the bad girl cliché. Determined to stay far, far away from this alluring, motorcycle-riding senior, Talia does everything she can to avoid her. But when sparks fly, can Talia really resist the temptation that is Monroe Kingston?

It felt like hope. It felt like peace and a little bit of gratitude thrown in.

Do you ever feel like your own existence doesn't belong to you? As if you were the protagonist of a movie or a play where you need to please all the spectators and live according to the plot? But who writes that plot? Who decides of the unexpected developments and the people you meet? It should only be a matter of personal choices that we make by following our heart and listening to that little voice deep inside. Yet being the master of your own life seems complicated. Almost impossible. Your parents make decisions in your name until you become semi-independent. Then your brother takes the lead and becomes the self-proclamed parental authority. Your group of friends puts so much pressure on your shoulders that you end up acting impulsively and unwittingly just to get them off your back for a few days. Among all of that, the question that frequently comes up is: 'what about me?' What about my wishes and my desires? What about my tastes and preferences? What about my opinion on decisions that involve no one else but me? What about my feelings? Do they even matter, or am I simply supposed to look down and let my surroundings control my every move? Will I ever be able to find myself? Will they ever see me as me and not as the portrait of me they made up in their heads? Will I ever be able to assert myself and make myself heard? Will I ever obtain the leading role? This is the question that both Sasha and Cameron have tried to answer in vain, without knowing that they would find the answer in each other. ______________ #1 lgbtstory #1 homosexuality #1 sexualorientation #1 homophobia #1 lgbt #1 girlxgirl #1 lgbtfiction #1 gxg #1 gaylove #1 sexualorientation #2 lesbianromance

Rue struggles with her sobriety and tries to become a better person. With Jules gone, she can now focus on other things. Lexi being other things.

"It's painful to say goodbye to someone you don't want to let go. I wish you would just answer my calls but what can I do? I can't make you come back to me. But I wish I could've, somehow made you stay... I'm sorry."