Meremyhell Stories

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"Evan Heere?" the teacher called for the nth time. It took more than a minute for Evan to realise that he was the one she was looking for. Right, that needed time to getting used to. Evan didn't know what to expect after his mother's remarriage, he left his boyfriend Connor for a new chapter in life in a new school and a new household altogether. What he couldn't handle is his younger step brother Jeremy who kind of... dislike him? For whatever reason, Evan doesn't know but he'll try to make up for it however he can. Jeremy isn't ready yet. Not for a new family. Not for Evan to step into his life. After the Squip incident, he didn't expect it to come back and haunt him but it did. At least he's more tolerable this time. It's not like he hated Evan, he just need more time to get used to all of this. The Squip, however, decided to give him information about Evan that's actually more than meets the eye.

Just some Bmc fanfics

"There's a moment when you look at a person and you see them for the first time. When you really look. And it's not like all the other times you've seen them. That's just casual looking. You can talk to a person every day; you can know every slope and plane of their face; but you don't really see them. You're looking at them through a veil of familiarity. That's why people in your memories never look the same as their real-life counterparts. Once you really focus on them, you tear down the veil. You see them exactly how they are. All rough edges and bags under the eyes; all stray hairs and kinked eyelashes. All blood vessels and skin; so, so much skin." Michael has always known there was one person he could count on. And all of a sudden, he needs him more than he ever did.

A boyf riends fic to the tune of Unlikely Lovers from Falsettos, though it's kind of... Way different than falsettos Uhm . Warning - major character death . Also I forgot Mr. Heere when writing this so... Pretend Mr. Heere got a call from the doctor and is rushing back to New Jersey from like.... A vacation or something.

au where whenever ur soulmate has a dream, u experience it as well, and, at any time, u can read the other's mind. in this case, the two gay soulmate hoes are jeremy heere and michael mell from be more chill. ; ) • • • whenever he thinks, i can hear him, and whenever he dreams, i'm there with him, just there, and we don't even know eachother at all.

The sidewalks weren't occupied by anyone else at all, obviously seeing with how early it was. Though, the occasional car passing by wasn't an uncommon sight to Michael the longer he walked. 'If I'm lucky, one of those cars will run me over', Michael thought dejectedly to himself. But everyone knows that Michael Mell isn't that lucky.

*TRIGGER WARNING* - Self Harm - Mentions of Suicide ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Michael is in the bathroom, vision fading to black when is ex-bestfriend/crush, Jeremy Heere bursts in to save him from attempted suicide. Jeremy, with Squip turned off due to consumption of alcohol, deeply regrets everything that happened only moments before the incident. After reconciling, the duo is confronted by the creator of the Squips and must pay for manipulating the system. This is from Michael's point of view btw ;))))))))) the cover is by me ~

a text from a gay boy can mean a lot to another boy struggling immensely with his identity ( a bmc / boyf riends fic : unapologetically bxb : little to no actual plot )

it's finally senior year will they make it ?

"We'll always be a team" Jeremy claimed and smiled at his friend. Michael smile back "Always." Since they could remember, Jeremy Heere and Michael Mell were always at each others side - nothing could separate them. Eventually Michael finds himself falling in love for his best friend, and has to face the consequences of falling in love with someone who might not feel the same. // this book is cringy asf please don't read ;-; // // written before the broadway revival,, //

jeremy and michael's anniversary is coming up. michael has no clue what to get him. until he has a certain idea ;) warning: smut ahead.

Michael has had a crush on his best friend Jeremy for a long time, but Jeremy had a date with his new girlfriend Christine. maybe that's why he's coughing up flowers into the toilet. I Love Be More Chill, and I just had to do a Hanahaki fanfic for Boyf Riends. I just love Michael X Jeremy. A bunch of angst and fluff. I don't own BMC, or any of the characters, no matter how much I wish I did. This is just my fan-fiction on a ship I love!

Violets and poppies, red and blue, unrequited love and wrong timing. Michael Mell and Jeremy Heere are best friends. They're as thick as thieves, no one can tear them apart. They promised each other no secrets. But Michael is hiding a very violet secret. (This is a rewrite of one of my old fics, Bloodstained Flowers) (also found on ao3)

Jeremy Heere is arrested and sentenced to twelve years behind bars, incarcerated in Middle Borough Penitentiary in New Jersey. He has very few hopes for anything there beyond basic survival, but when the prison receives a new warden who has some very questionable ideas regarding prison ethics, he realizes that it's not going to be nearly that simple. boyf riends | richjake | pinkberry ᗧ • • • Brought to you by the foundation of me staying up late writing and having about the same social life as Michael's hoodie. Fun Fact: I was very tempted to name this "Be More Jail" pfft- Writing this really made me realize how frickin easy it actually is to make a story about a highschool into a story about a prison Conceptually inspired by a wonderful fanfic entitled Innocent, by johnlaurensmom, which, if you like Hamilton and haven't already read, what are you doing reading my crappy fanfic? Go, be free, read it. Also how tf do you do tags ᗧ • • • TW || Swearing, Violence, Blood, Drug Use, it's a prison au, what did you expect? I unfortunately very much do not own Be More Chill, only the writing.

Mature because of some trigger warnings: Self harm, panic attacks, cursing In which, hopefully, I write about the emotional comfort that should've taken place after Michael In The Bathroom that we BMC fans have been craving. Instead of a bald guy with no pants. ""Loser". The word tumbled out of Jeremy's mouth, like the single echo that started an avalanche. The party glared behind Michael as his sweaty palm let go of the door knob attached to the locked bathroom door. "Loser". The word finally made its way to Michael's brain after it stopped in his ears from pure shock. He sat on the toilet, beginning to comprehend what just happened. Jeremy. Sweet, awkward, geeky, adorable, Jeremy. Had called him a loser. The boy whose smile made Michael's day. The boy who thought about every word that came out of his mouth, who stuttered trying to say the right thing. The boy who worried about every situation possible. The boy who Michael was deeply in love with."