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Just some head canons I have for my favorite Oreo loving gays. •Credit to all artist of the fan arts used• •NOT MY CHARACTERS• •They belong to the amazing Becky Albertalli• •The majority of these will involve Oreos•

This is Blue's perspective from the point of his confessing he knew who Jacques was, to them meeting. *Spoilers from the book and movie* (I wrote this for English class. Hope I get a good grade lol. Sorry for the mistakes) /Credits to the owners of Love, Simon and Simon vs. The Homo Sapiens Agenda. I only own this story./

Just a collection of short stories and poems I've written. List so far; - My last words to you - short story - the killing mind - dialog/short story - the story behind to coming out stories - short story/"love Simon" fan fiction - the way you smile - a poem - the handlebar - short story - the polaroid - a poem Hope you like it Love, ACDistractions

Quarantine has gotten everyone down, and with Simon doing his schooling from home, he has no way to see his beautiful boyfriend anymore. So, even though he has full ability to call, text, or facetime him, Simon logic tells him to revert back to his emails with Blue. And that's exactly what he does. (As I chose to reread Simon VS. The Homo Sapiens Agenda for my English class, I'm really on a kick since its my favorite book. This is simply just going to be a one shot, I may continue it later if people wish, but it's just a cute idea I had.)

The morning after the Ferris wheel ride with Bram, Simon has a conversation with his parents and Nora, things go wrong when Bram calls with his sexy morning voice. In which Nora is a little shit and Bram cares about embarrassing Simon more than his Oreos ---------- Please leave a vote and a comment! Follow me here: Instagram: rox_fanfics Tumblr and Twitter: roxdavo Vietnamese translation available: https://tinyurl.com/ycs646zm Bản dịch tiếng việt: https://tinyurl.com/ycs646zm

Five times Bram says 'I love you' first and the one time Simon says 'I love you' first.

A idiosyncratic story about not fitting in. A peculiar tale about the ignorant choices of society. A unique poem about the beauty of young, true love. ___________________________________________________________________________________ My entry for the Love, Simon contest x Cover credit: The Price of Hope painted by Shawna Erback

💫⭐️SPOILERS⭐️💫 This is just a book of cutesy ideas I came up for my favorite gay boys ❤️🌈FOR REAL FINISH THE BOOK BEFORE READING THIS YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED❤️🌈 🌕🌖 Characters from: Simon vs. the homo sapiens agenda🌕🌖 🌙🌟 Characters belong to Becky Albertalli🌟🌙

I MUST SHOW MY ART TO THE WORLD. In this book I will be posting art I make or just art I really like. Mostly fan art but I might draw some of my OCs👍😁 BTW I didn't draw the cover, just thought it looked cool.😅

CO-WRITTEN WITH TEAGICA ON AO3. ~X~ Wandering eyes travelled athwart the bland high school classroom; the brightly accented walls plastered with posters, the fluorescent lights shining off the speckled linoleum floors, the shitty plastic chairs with their wobbly legs, the many students absorbed in their own tests, with their wrists flicking every couple seconds to scrabble down a new word or complete a sentence before turning the papers. There was so much to look at, so much for Keith's sleep-deprived eyes to observe, but what they lingered on the longest was the tall, Cuban boy who sat at his desk, his back hunched over and his colourful sneakers- the ones with the multicoloured beads- tapping restlessly against the floor. He couldn't explain it. He never had been able to explain it. But there was always some part of him that was drawn to Lance. Maybe it was the way he laughed: a sweet sentiment that, as of recently, never failed to put butterflies in Keith's stomach. Maybe it was the way he smiled: a big toothy grin that made his whole face light up, something that seemed to make Keith's heart skip a beat. ~X~ COVER ART NOT MINE

the titles self explanatory mate

Bram Greenfeld, Jewish and Episcopal soccer player. Bram Greenfeld, Elliott Smith and Oreo enthusiast. Bram Greenfeld, who stays up at night and thinks of me right beside him sometimes, others he thinks of me in various places. Bram Greenfeld, my boyfriend, which, in case you're wondering, can never be said enough. The only sentence where it doesn't lose meaning and become nauseating the more you say it. I'm Simon Spier, and I can personally say that I am a true, unpredictable, wild card. I'd advise that if you're anyone who doesn't fully support the decisions of others that you don't read this, because this is my life, and I choose what happens, when it happens, and who knows. (This is based off of the book. I do not own any characters which remain full property of Becky Albertalli. I will mark this story mature, but later on, it will get pretty saucy.)

❝ I THOUGHT YOU WERE FANCY JESUS ❞ ━ IN WHICH THE ADMINS WRITE IMAGINES BASED ON YOUR FAVOURITE LOVE, SIMON CHARACTERS AND ACTORS!