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Hello readers! If you haven't figured it out yet, this is a 'The Imitation Game' fanfiction about Christopher and Alan! :D This book contains lots of feels and Christalan one-shots!! Also fluff and NO smut(okay maybe... NO okay... ) **Written by Eva and Sarah(@WatsonTheHobbit)**

They watch the events of the war unfold

Hey readers! Welcome to our Ask and Dare book for Christalan and all the other The Imitation Game characters! -Alan Turing -Christopher Morcom -Joan Clarke - all the others! ;D Like we said XD We do not own the characters since they were real persons and they're all dead..... sadly enough... :"( ~Written by Eva and Sarah!~

My chest, always my bloody chest. It was so flat. Why couldn't it be curved? I hated it. It made me feel so uncomfortable. I really was tired of it. It was always the same, when I looked into the mirror. But was it normal to feel that way for man? I am writing this to show how it feels to be born in the wrong body. It truly is a terrible feeling. I had help of one my friends, Cedric, he is transgender (ftm), like me. He helped me with names too. And another friend, Sabine, corrected it after I wrote it. So yeah, thanks a lot.

A format where Alan is describing his feelings towards Christopher and how it feels like living without him.

This story plays in 1929. Back then Homosexuality was forbidden. But not everyone followed this rule. Inspired by The Imitaion Game and Alan Turing: The Enigma

My name is Alan Turing. I am 17 years old, and I go to the Sherborne school in Dorset, England. It's a boarding school for boys, just like me, though there is a thing which makes me different. I'm going to finish school next year and then I'm going to study in Kings College, Cambridge, on a scholarship. But this story isn't about me, it is more to process my feelings towards my dead friend, Christopher Morcom. (Happy 110 birthday to Alan Turing, he has done such great things in his sadly short life! May he rest in peace <3) Let me know if you like this story and if I should continue with it

Alans family is ripped apart. His mother and father sent to India while his only brother to a university. He is all alone. That is until he meets a certain chocolate eyed boy and falls deep for him. But even sweet eyes hide lies.

Ronnie, a scientist, thrown out of job for doing research on irrelevant aspects Changes everything anyone knows.

This is a play that I wrote... it's long as fuck..

There is no mathematical theory to decipher emotions, much to the regret of Alan Turing. In twentieth-century England, two boys dream of changing the world. However, when the unimaginable happens, that tough job is handed to Alan alone. As a code-breaker, he helps England to victory in the war. Even in a world under fire, which had never felt so lonely, love lurks behind the corner. Can - even by law - forbidden love flourish when you don't know the definition of love? @Ambys winner 🏆

Max Vanderburg was just passing time in his basement. Alan Turning was searching for more code-breakers.

Could be very triggering to people sufferIng with mental illinesses or prolong sadness Poems composed from my dark thoughts and released onto here in attempt to rid my head of its demons.

Inspired by a scene from the movie "The Imitation Game".