Gaycharacters Stories

Keith and Lance have been captured on a mission gone wrong while they were helping to release a planet from Galra control. With no outside help they need to figure out how to escape, with the added challenge of being injured as well. Or is there help? When they do escape they end up stranded on a planet that's had no experience traveling outside their word. It's not a primitive planet, they've just had no need to leave their atmosphere. The two are stuck on this planet until the rest of Voltron can find them. Until then they need to heal, get used to sudden changes, and learn how to live with these aliens. Will the team find them? Will things ever go back to how it used to be? Or will they have to learn to live with their changes permanently? Read to find out! THIS IS A RE-WRITE OF MY STORY "Stupid Magic Dragon Fruit" THE PLOT IS A WEE BIT DIFFERENT, BUT MOSTLY THE SAME. DON'T WORRY. This also has klance! And possible Mpreg, just a warning. There will also be smut in later chapters. (Yes I'll be doing actual chapters for this instead of one giant chapter like last time) I made the cover.

Lady Louella is known for being the abusive stepmother of Asphodel, whose father died in a carriage accident. She makes Asphodel do all the house chores and beats her up when she disobeys. She's a very despicable character who will go through great lengths to satisfy her greed! It's a good thing at the end of this famous story, Asphodel gets married to a prince and punishes Lady Louella! But wait, why am I waking up in Louella's body!? I'm supposed to be dead! Why am I here!?

"Look for the crows okay? You know that'll be me" His brother has always said that he'd be reincarnated as a crow, JJ didn't really understand his weird obsession with crows but now they mean more than ever. "I love you Arland please.." JJ says as Arland pushes him to the door "I'm the crows kid, I love you." Arland says as he shuts the door with a weak smile on his face, ignoring JJs pleas and bangs at the door, desperate attempts to open it. "ARLAND OPEN THE DOOR WE CAN FIGURE SOMETHING OUT" JJ says he knows he shouldn't scream he's gonna attract more.. things but what else can he do in this situation he sits there sobbing against the door until he hears a thud, the sound of a knife falling "NO, NO ARLAND PLEASE" he screams again, throat going raw from straining his voice so much

Magic resides within everything. It can only be harnessed by certain races, however. Humans are incapable of using the magic that dwells in them while Witches have unlimited power. A third race, Aethers, are also capable of using magic. Although they are not as capable as Witches and are more similar physically to humans, they can still achieve incredible feats. Nearly all Witches show hostility towards both Humans and Aethers. So much so that a force of Humans and Aethers who are known as "Raiders" was created in order to exterminate hostile Witches. A former assassin, a tech genius, a skilled swordsman, and an ex-Raider are all brought together by Reina, a Witch and the only labeled S-Rank threat to humanity and Aetherians. This strange group of individuals will protect their newfound pseudo-family no matter what it takes.

Why is it so dark where you're not here. Listen to my heartbeat. It calls you whenever it wants to because within this pitch black darkness you are shining so brightly [A series of one shots containing original characters. All characters are connected or will be connected in some way. Nothing is in chronological order. Not everything is gay though and not everything will be romance, or a healthy romance.]

Psychologists, stupidly perfect, inanely happy, alien human beings who are designed to "diagnose" your problems without actually lifting a finger to solve them. But what if , there was one psychologist who could solve your problems? A psychologist who was an actual human being? A psychologist who could take a chaotic bunch of teenagers, and teach them to love themselves and one another, through the power of being a complete emotional mess? What if, there was a psychologist who did their job?

Day is 15 and starting his 2nd year of highschool. Erik is Day's best friend in the world. But he has a secret. Lana is turning 15 soon and is terrified of starting high school. What will happen when their worlds collide? ***written from 3 perspectives

This is an English version of my Finnish novel Perillisen kirous that can also be found on Wattpad. I've translated this into English with Word and read it trough to fix all the mistakes I spotted. It's not perfect but it's a nice story. "My whole life I've known that I'm going to die so my sister lives" Blood ran down my arm. A deep wound pushed more and more blood on the pale shirt. The sleeve was torn and already oozing red. Trembling, I backed off against a tree. The courage brought by adrenaline was gone, leaving only horror behind. I wiped my face on my bloodless sleeve. Now there was blood in it too. Except it wasn't my blood. Mel dropped the sword. Somehow, the metallic clatter would've been more comforting than the heavy thud that was heard when the blade fell on the soft forest ground. The sound would have been a familiar sound from the training ground. Now the voice only emphasized how lost we were. I could've closed my eyes and imagined that Carim would get up from the ground and walk over to me to praise my skills, as usual. Instead, I just looked at the dead soldier and was at least glad it wasn't Carim. Though, it didn't matter anymore. The forest was silent. Perhaps it knew that death had entered its lands. Perhaps all living things had fled when the battle here had begun. I closed my eyes. I didn't look at the dead man. I didn't look at his dead, blank eyes or torn uniform. I just breathed until I dared to step further away from the tree on my own feet and look at my sister. She was stained in mud and her eyes were red with tears. Our eyes met. We didn't rush to hug each other and cry together. That wouldn't have made sense. It would not save us or mend the bond that had been broken between us years ago. Instead, we just looked at each other, slowly realizing one thing: We were alive. Warning: blood, violence, mature themes etc. This will probably be updated very slowky since i have a lot of other stuff to do but i'll do my best

Red with embarrassment. He felt cut to size. Bishop sweat and tried to keep claim, so he won't make a fool of himself in front of the family. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a chuckle before speaking. "I have sharp teeth uncle." The room laughed. Richard was challenged. He looked at Bishop dead in the eyes with rage. His young eyes held a thrust for more. They were green with greed. Wishing he could crush the shimmer in them. Bishop wore the look of a smart ass. Richard shared in the laughter to show he was still in control. "I see." He paused as the room grew silent. Picking his words like they were fine jewels. "I see. Sharp teeth for a small cub. Howl would sure be proud. ____________________________________ Smugglers Son is a Mature Fantasy story where we follow Varian Kalmin, Cash Kalmin and Bishop Kalmin smuggle magic within the city of New Decline. They are members of the Kalmin family gang and they are trying to keep their family together and maintain their hold on the city. [PS: Still working on the story and the updates are not polished to completion yet. I would like to here feedback while I create this novel.]

Danny never knew he had a brother, until the day the world ended. He was suddenly swept off his feet, and taken away from his abusive mother to a plane with his brand new brother when the dead started walking. Now, In an world unfamiliar to both of the brothers, they must find a way to survive among people, completely alien to anything either have ever known, the terrifying fear of what people are capable of looming over them, all the while intrusive and impulsive thoughts terrorize Danny's mind, making him fear himself along with everything else. With things getting worse, they fall in with a group in Atlanta, some kind, others reminding the brothers of how bad the world can really get. Set in TWD all seasons. I'm horrible at descriptions i'm sorry

Hanahaki Disease is a potentially fatal disease where the victim regurgitates flower petals when they suffer from perceived one-sided love. (Even if the person the victim loves feels the same way, if the victim is unaware of those feelings, the disease continues). It can be cured through surgical removal, but the victim's romantic feelings for their love also disappear. That's exactly what Keith Kogane was diagnosed with. Now he only has one week. He loved him too much. He doesn't want the feelings to disappear. You see, he thought Shiro didn't love him back. "Thought" ... He loved flowers so much. He loved Shiro so much. It's a shame that that's what killed him. ⚠️WARNING!⚠️ This story contains: -Gore/Graphic descriptions of blood and injuries -Self harm -Depressing themes -Suicidal Themes -Sexual Themes -Scenes of alcohol/Drug Use -Bad words :o If you are triggered by any of these subjects, don't read this short story! I WOULD RECOMMEND READING THIS WITH PAGING! NOT SCROLLING! This story constantly goes through changes!! Don't be surprised if something isn't the same! uwu Ships included: -Sheith (obviously) -Hance -Lotura -Implied Pallura -Implied Kidge -Shadam -Ezor/Zethrid (not sure about the ship name but I love my space lesbians)

Bianca Kiko (B, or Bibi) and her friends, Kammeron Omarov (Kammy, Kam, or Keys) and Ethan McKellar (Edit? trying to find a better name) run an organization of agents (just the three of them) to take down the P.E.O., or the Permanent Eradication Organization (looking for a better name for them, too, but they're stupid so it shall stay). Basically, the P.E.O. works with corrupt organizations and kills people who speak up against them. So, what Bianca and her friends do is they take down the operators, and they're trying to bring the whole thing down. Along the way, she meets some of Keys' friends, June Adler and Finn Webber, who help them on their way. Does Bianca have a crush? Code names and real names interchange, so sorry if it gets confusing. Warnings are in the tags. Please point out any mistakes, I edit as I go. First story on here, so good luck to me!

Max is sixteen when his mom sends him to Greenwich Valley Academy, a private school for teenagers and young adults all over the world. Everything seems to be normal until he meets "the weird kids".

What would you do if the love of your life finally gave up on you? This is the question William finds himself asking after Elizibeth moves on. Little does he know fates crazy plan, when he runs into none other than the infamous Captin Jack Sparrow......again. BTW this has become a Stranger Things crossover somehow because I rewatched season 4 and it turned the sroty into this. TW: mentions of suicidal thoughts + self harm

Vincent Charbonneau, France's renowned chef of La Gueule de Saturne, always thought of himself as a decently tall man... yet someone's existence proved him wrong. Rody Lamoree. Need him to say more? A mortal enemy. An annoyingly cute one at that. *** Just so you guys know, their height is unconfirmed. No information whatsoever, so I can only contemplate about it, but my brain told me that Rody is taller than Vincent soooo yeah! (15/03/24) Found out on Twitter that Vincent is actually taller... eh I'm not gonna change this fic, but I will make sure that Vincent is taller in the future.

Agent Porter Abigail never thought of men as beautiful after seeing the worst of humanity as an FBI agent Dr. Emille Fern always thought his job would be his only priority in life, never seeing the value in love or emotions What happens when Agent Abigail needs Dr. Fern's help on a case? Edited by @-tcxiq

Miguel and Kent story... Continuation story of My Hot Housemates

Random story I came up with. Pic is not relevant to the story. Please feel free to let me know what you think of this. 💚

Paris Soares' relationship with memories was always a complicated one, as his head was filled with memories that were his, but weren't those of Paris Soares. He had memories of lives he had lived before, countless of them, all of them experienced with the same four people. As Paris Soares, he has made it his mission to find the friends he had lived his lives with and discover why they come back again and again, but he may not be prepared for the truth. (A rewrite)