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Michelangelo și Aristotel pot fi descriși ca un cuplu armonios, care merg prin greutățiile vieți impreună, tinându-se de mană, Dar când un factor disturbator dereglează viața personajelor, Ari si Mike trebuie să treacă printr-o serie de probe la care vor fi supuși de către propriul judecător aspru, mintea. 
"În fiecare noapte stau peste 24:00 , peste 1:00, etc. Nu pentru nu aș fi obosit. Nu pentru că vreau să îmi pierd timpul pe site-uri de socializare. Ci pentru că sunt obosit, vreau să dorm. Dar nu pot, pentru că gândurile mi se plimbă haotic prin cap. Mintea mea o i-a razna. Recalculează lucruri, și analizează altele la care nu vreau să mă gândesc. Deci mă țin intenționat treaz și mă epuizez ca atunci când in final mă întind in pat, adorm și gândurile nu mă mai țin treaz."Todos los derechos reservados

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The Bad Boy Stole My Diary de _neanea_

"I love how innocent you act, but I know you're not." **************************** My dad had given me a simple journal that I thought I'd never use. When I found out he died in a car crash, that next week, I decided to start writing all my feelings in it because I'm not really good at expressing them verbally. My journal was full of decent thoughts... Well some were decent, Until I met Dillon Taylor. He was the cocky, annoying, loud mouthed boy next door that wouldn't turn his music down if the queen of England walked in his room. So one night, I finished my diary entry and fell asleep. I left the window open because it was hot. Bad idea. I heard some fiddling in my room so I turned on my lamp. Only to see that annoying boy from next door's body was halfway out my room window-- with my diary in his hand.

It just... happened? (boyxboy) de leaa4500

Before I knew it my shirt was torn away from my torso and tossed on the floor, Charlie's doing the same. Our kiss intensified and I felt him groan against my lips. I swear to god, this boy is making out with me like his life depends on it! And that's when reality punched me in the gut... the words 'this boy' kept running through my head over and over again until it got through the thick fog of vodlka and whatever else was in those stupid drinks. I, Ace Loughty, was kissing a guy. A fucking guy. A fucking straight guy named Charlie Simmons who of course had to be one of the most popular dickheads in Meadow Ridge High. I am so unbelievably fucked. ----- 17 year old Ace Loughty was never one longing to be in the spotlight. In fact, he craved the exact opposite: being left alone. When Ace was 13, the tragic death of his younger sister Eleanor caused him to rapidly gain popularity and pitiful looks. He hated the attention. All of a sudden everyone wanted to be friends with the dead girls brother, they'd promise Ace he would never be alone that they would always be there for him, which he of course knew was untrue, they're all just hungry for attention. Sometime later the school moved onto other drama and gossip, things started to die down and people finally left Ace alone. He moved on with his life, convincing himself he was over Eleanor's death and as quick as the whole thing started, he returned to being lonely, weird, quiet nobody Ace. Just how he liked it. That is until 4 years later when he found himself sprawled out on a bed. With Charlie Simmons hovering over him. Charlie Simmons who was kissing Ace like he would die if he ever dared to stop. Which was all too true. Without kissing Ace, Charlie was as good as dead. *WARNING*: This story will contain themes of severe depression, suicide, abuse and somewhat graphic depiction of self harm. If any of these things may trigger you please rethink reading this story!! Started: January 21st 2020

Green Stardust ~ (Sequel to Angel's Love of Two Wings) de gelibrain07

I exited through the side entrance of the building and stood by the manhole cover, pulling it up and out of the way. I climbed down the ladder and slid the cover back over me, shrouding myself in pitch darkness. When I got to the ground, water splashed by my feet and I turned my phone flashlight on. Ice covered most of the walls and floor, except for the small puddle I stepped in. I looked around and started walking in the right direction. It was colder in the sewers this time of year and I almost slipped on ice a few times. When I saw familiar pipes and came to what looked like a concrete wall, a small smile formed on my lips. I stood in front of it for a moment, staring at it. "Come on, Angel." I muttered to myself. It's only been two years. I doubt much has changed. I took a deep breath in and reached up to pull the pipe above the closed door. I'm a lot taller now, so I didn't have to get on my tip toes like back then. The door parted open and I walked in slowly, hearing a thud behind me when it shut closed. It was quiet in the lair as I walked around, taking it all in. Most of it looked the same, while some parts looked new. I took my beanie, scarf, and jacket off, setting them on the couch nearby. "Hello?" - **** quick content and trigger warning possibility. Regarding the fanfics that revolve around the tmnt fandom and series versions, I personally have read many that involve hard language (cursing) and depictions of violent scenes bc it's whats in the storylines of all versions of tmnt across the board and through the decades. As stated in the information for the previous book for this mini series, if anything is offensive in any such way or should be corrected, feel free to reach out and comment or PM me regarding it and I'll gladly hear you out in order to learn from the mistake I made for future reference. The main character is based off myself since I wrote this back in high school--third year in college currently 2021--as a heads up***

As the Clock Counts Down (Septiplier Soulmate AU)- completed de PeijiChan

-completed- Jack looked down at the timer on his wrist and sighed. In 6 days, 4 hours, 30 minutes, and 5 seconds, he was supposed to find his soulmate. Ironically, he had a Vid-Con panel with some friends that day. He often turned down the possibility that it might be one of them, and he assumed that it would be some random event. Possibly a phone call, or someone wandering on stage. He didn't really understand how the clock worked, all he knew was that the second your clock hits zero, you would kiss your soulmate. You can't control it. They may be in a completely different country, but your brain makes you fly there. Nothing gets in the way. Mark looked down at his wrist. He couldn't help but wonder who his soulmate might be, all he knew was that he'll be with them in 6 days, 4 hours, 30 minutes, and 5 seconds. ~~~~~ Hey! So this is the clock soulmate au, but with a twist. When the clock hits zero, they'll kiss their soulmate.

I can't stand you. de romanticsdiary

COMPLETED!!! here's a snip bit ! "Hey Belle" he said with a cheeky smile. I look up and give him the fakest smile i can put on "did my constant harasser also become my stalker?" i said referring to him saying my name before looking back at my computer. He sat down next to me. "Not a stalker or a harasser just an acquaintance" he said before continuing "also i got your name from your friend, also let her know i do not want her please and thank you" he said before getting up "she doesn't want you either" i responded not moving my eyes from the screen "definitely not what she said last night" he said flashing me a smile which i rolled my eyes to. I was sincerely praying he was grabbing his stuff to go so i wouldn't have another interaction with him, but of course not. His friend left and he came back and sat by me. "I'm trying to do homework can you please go somewhere else" i said in a heavily annoyed tone. "See i would, but one i think you like me too much to actually want me to leave" he said before i cut him off "i don't" he laughed before continuing "this next part is really gonna suck then" he said pausing obviously waiting for a reaction out of me which i don't give him. "fine. you're no fun. we have to schedule our tutoring times" he said before nudging me "i'm your first student to tutor surprise!" he said in a tone that i can only describe as annoying because that's all he is, is annoying. I look up at his face that's gleaming with joy purely because i'm annoyed.

Scholar de WinterFantasies

[COMPLETED] [Warning: Strong language used throughout the book.] He put his hand over my notebook and the other over mine. I glared up at him, his golden brown eyes catching my attention. "I can't write like this," I pointed out. "Is this all you care about?" Ryan asked. I shrugged. "Not this specifically, but yeah, I care about my grades." Ryan smirked. I swallowed nervously but refused to break my stoic expression. He leaned closer to me, my heart pounding so hard against my chest it felt like it might break out and fall on the table between us. His mouth was right by my ear, and I could feel his warm breath when he spoke which sent shivers down my spine. "Well, aren't you a little a scholar?" *** The only things Alex Moris ever cared about were his grades and his sister. However, when the boy his sister likes, Ryan Smithe, makes things complicated and causes him to feel things he's never felt before, Alex realizes that, maybe, there's more important things in life than grades and scholarships. [Word Count: 40,216] [BoyxBoy] ~#14 in the "BoyxBoy" tag on 3/5/2019~ ~#14 in the "love" tag on 12/28/2018~ ~#8 in the "lgbt" and "lgbtq" tags on 1/4/2019~ ~#1 in the "loveislove" tag on 1/12/2019~ ~#31 in the "romance" tag on 2/10/2019~ ~#2 in the "BxB" tag on 3/9/2019~

Shooting Star de Mangle_is_dead

this is boyxboy so if you're not comfortable with that, it's cool. just saying that so you'll know. Suicidal shit be happening in here my dudes and dudetts. Haha, theres smut y'all. I can write that shit, but it's terrible and there will be fluff. and maybe a bit of sexual flirting...Also, I REFUSE to call William 'Vincent' and there will be NO Jeremike. ew. ---------------- Okay, so maybe Will wasnt thinking when he took that bet. He could handle it, right? He never loses bets. never. He'd win Scott over in no time. This was going to be too easy. Except if one thing goes wrong. Which it wont....right? Mike pointed to the guy with black hair and glasses. "Hm..how about him?" He asked. Will scoffed. "What? Scott? Please, I could win him over in no time!" William boasts. Mike raised an eyebrow. "Wanna bet? By the end of this month, if he falls for you, I'll give you 50 bucks." Will looked at Scott, who was sober, and helping Jeremy stay away from the drunk people. He looked back at Mike. "Deal."

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❝"Milo please tell me this is you?" "...Yea, it's me." I bitting back a smile as my arms subconsciously drifted around him. One hug. One hug wouldn't hurt. One sentimental moment wouldn't hurt. "I've missed you." He hugged tighter, and I felt like I was going to snap. "M-Me too, but you're going to fucking snap me in half if you hug any tighter." I gasped and I felt him quickly let go and pull away. "Sorry. I just didn't think I'd see you after so long." He looked at my outfit. "You changed your style." "You too." I say. He has on white shorts that has two draw strings lazily hanging, with a plain black shirt. I clear my throat, "Yea, I just wanted to say hey to my new roommate, but um- yea, see you!" I quickly dart down the stairs, my face was getting redder by the second. I didn't want him to suspect I still like him. But my wrist was caught by a hand when I made it to the living room. "Did I do something wrong?" "No, why would you think that." I try to play it off with a laugh, but it was an awkward laugh, like I was nervous. Which I was. And he clearly caught on. "Because you're literally running away." I hear walking and I look up, and shit. There was Damien. His signature dragon tattoo on his arm, the soft green eyes his and everything that made him, him. He looked up and saw us. His eyelids raised as his mouth opened a little. "Caleb... Milo?"❞ _________ 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕 (07/28/24) 𝔼𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕 (11/15/24)

Aʋtʋɱŋ Wɩŋʛs ✸ 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗗 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗥 (TMNT) de TMNT_2012_

[2018 - NOT EDITED] [Book 1] 🍂🏮┊ 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯; 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺. * ✸ * He thought it would be a relatively normal patrol. But - as fate would have it - he finds himself plummeting from the night sky. A secret concealed for sixteen years is revealed in the most unexpected of ways. A secret that Michelangelo Hamato realizes he will have to keep close to him; that may have already decided his destiny. Maybe he has these newfound abilities for a reason. Maybe that drifting raven feather all those years ago was orchestrated for a bigger purpose - and gave a greater power - than he could ever imagine. But when the unexplainable happenings begin to go haywire, the youngest brother finds himself facing even more truly all on his own. Because waking up laying on the bare earth - rather than where you know you went to sleep - can only mean more chaos to come in his already puzzling life. And it seems to be only the beginning of it all. ❝ 𝕎𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕦𝕣 𝕟 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕤𝕙. ❞ // EDITED description. May not fully align with current plot. \\ * ✸ * 🌗 🅣🅗🅔 🅦🅘🅝🅖🅔🅓 🅦🅐🅡🅡🅘🅞🅡 🅢🅐🅖🅐 🌗 ✸ Book 1: Autumn Wings (completed) ☾ Book 2: Winter Raven (completed) A/N (8/11/24): Hope/plan to someday rewrite these! These are the most original TMNT fics I ever wrote. For years since these were published, I've been world-building and developing this saga through art, soundtracks, and dozens of google docs. Once I get better I look forward to a new journey :)

TMNT 2012 x male reader one-shots de Nightmareteam_2

yes, I wanted to make my own TMNT x reader one-shots, I got bored and just really like tmnt, no there will not be t-cest, I'm not comfortable with making that kind of stuff especially because their brothers, and to me that's wrong, but that's my personal thoughts so sorry if you don't like reading my stories after knowing that. If there is trigger warnings or warnings in general on my one-shots please read them through you might not understand why it's there unless you read the warning, and some warnings may be short and some may be long, like there will be angst, possible self harm? Abuse, and some other stuff, more likely based of the the characters past, if there is anything of the sorts I will either put a trigger warning on the chapter name or on the beginning part of the chapter, this is just to make sure anyone who could be triggered by what is in the one-shot is notified so they can leave if they want to. (requests open) disclaimer I do not own any of the characters in tmnt Date released:01/29/2023 Date started:01/21/2023 Date ended:00/00/0000

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The Bad Boy Stole My Diary cover

It just... happened? (boyxboy) cover

Green Stardust ~ (Sequel to Angel's Love of Two Wings) cover

As the Clock Counts Down (Septiplier Soulmate AU)- completed cover

I can't stand you. cover

Shooting Star cover

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Aʋtʋɱŋ Wɩŋʛs ✸ 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗗 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗥 (TMNT) cover

TMNT 2012 x male reader one-shots cover

The Bad Boy Stole My Diary

"I love how innocent you act, but I know you're not." **************************** My dad had given me a simple journal that I thought I'd never use. When I found out he died in a car crash, that next week, I decided to start writing all my feelings in it because I'm not really good at expressing them verbally. My journal was full of decent thoughts... Well some were decent, Until I met Dillon Taylor. He was the cocky, annoying, loud mouthed boy next door that wouldn't turn his music down if the queen of England walked in his room. So one night, I finished my diary entry and fell asleep. I left the window open because it was hot. Bad idea. I heard some fiddling in my room so I turned on my lamp. Only to see that annoying boy from next door's body was halfway out my room window-- with my diary in his hand.