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The screen flickers, revealing bold white letters on a black screen reading: 

"DIARY ENTRY #1: IF YOU ARE NOT JAIME (ME) PLEASE STOP VIEWING" 

   It cuts, the camera view shaking for a moment, then focusing on a white flannel up close to the screen. The person backs away, revealing a boy around 15, hair fluffed up, and glasses falling off his nose. He sits down on a red stool. 

    "Hi!" He waves frantically, accidentally hitting his hand on the band poster covered wall. 

     "Fuck! Uhm....hi there...me...it's you Jaime Allister. And I bet you're wondering what has happened to me today." 

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DISCLAIMER: All art/pictures/music of any sort mentioned in this story do not belong to me unless mentioned otherwise. 

All characters/events mentioned in this story are entirely fictional, any resemblance to stories and characters is simply a coincidence.All Rights Reserved

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(INCOMPLETE) Of Ink And Flowers - A LGBTQIA+ Love Story by Lily_EditsX

Lufi Muhamad, an insomniac college dropout with mild anxiety, opens up a Tattoo Parlor right across the street from a small Flower Shop. The day after opening, he finds a bouquet on the doorstep of his parlor. He looks across the street and sees a blue-eyed boy with dirty blonde hair opening the flower shop, and something within him stirs. Deimos Alexander, a hyper ADHD 20-year-old, was shocked when he realized that a new business had opened up across the street. He looked in the window and saw (In his best friend's words) an "Emo in the wild" tattooing someone. He makes a bouquet for him and places it on his porch step. He almost dropped his coffee the following day when he saw an oil pastel drawing on his welcome mat from the tattoo artist. Trigger Warning: While this book is a majority fluff there are a few angsty bits that face some grim topics including child abuse, dangerous parents, alcohol abuse, homophobia, transphobia, and harassment. This story includes quite a bit of swearing as well (blame my trucker dad for that) so viewer discretion is advised. No Smut whatsoever in this book. (I love y'all but I'm not putting my ace ass through that torture) If you have an idea for a cute date between characters, a friend group excursion, etc. please comment. I will either try to incorporate it in the story itself or make a oneshot book. NOTE: There is no specific schedule. While I will try and update once a week I am still in school and I'm both a part of the theater program and dance team so updates might be inconsistant.

I Run To You (boy×boy) by lcloudynightsl

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Trigger Warnings ×Self Harm(minor) ×Sexual Content(minor/only good gay smut between 2 people who love each other lol) ×Abuse(major) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He hovered over the tiny boy easily. The smell of Amber radiating from him although his home smells like forest and whiskey and cigars. "You aren't the pizza man." He frowns his deep voice pertruding through Liam's ears. The man taking out the cigar and putting it in the ash tray. This man was very intimidating. "U-uh I'm from t-the ap-partment next d-door." Liam said knees wobbly. Of course he was scared. Liam didn't even come up to his shoulder yet as he was up to his elbow. Strong Australian accent.... Axle thought "Huh..." He says nodding leaning against the door frame. Oh my god. He's actually really hot. But it's obvious he's straight. My straight-ar and gay-dar are never wrong. It's telling me he's straight....Liam thought. "I-I'm L-Liam Walker." He said finally making eye contact. "Hello, Liam. I am Axle Ryder." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Naughty List | MxM by ElijahDiva

Once Caleb reached the bottom of the stairs he quietly opened the door and tiredly switched on the light "Jayden it isn't morning yet buddy you need to-" he froze in place staring at a man he didn't know standing in his living room. The man stared back at him like a deer in the headlights, he looked a few years older than Caleb, had stubble growing around his face, dark brown greasy hair that wasn't styled in any particular way and was wearing full black aside from the muddy navy blue trainers he was sporting. "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing here?" Caleb demanded in a hushed whisper, he also noticed the black backpack the stranger was carrying and the open living room window he'd clearly used to gain entry, the vase that was previously rested on the windowsill lay in pieces on the ground, that must've been the crash that had awoken Caleb from his tranquil slumber. "Just a passerby, no one much" the strange man whispered back an air of mystery hanging about his every word. "Inside my living room?" Caleb replied folding his arms and sizing the man up, after his beating earlier in the evening he wasn't exactly fighting fit, the intruder was also taller and muscly, there's no way Caleb would win if it came to a fight. "Consider me Santa Claus alright? Now go back to bed kid" the man answered calmly pointing at the door as if Caleb was a child. "I'm not a little kid anymore, I'm 18. Santa isn't real" Caleb responded harshly taking a step forward, the man noticeably took a step towards the window eyeing Caleb up with a smirk. TWs (these will not be appearing at the top of chapters so take this as your final warning) Abuse Self Harm Smut Rape Homophobia Themes of Suicide Murder Mentions of Disordered Eating This story is not promoting, encouraging, romanticising or glorifying topics such as suicide, self harm, disordered eating, sexual abuse/misconduct, it is just showing what the affects of it can be like especially for LGBT+ young people.

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"I love you .. i love you so fucking much that it's hurts. It's hurts when you behave like this." , barcode thought while trying to control the tears but looks like the tears are their own. Even trying hard to not cry it was getting out of control. Bercode left the washroom hiding his face from everyone before anyone could ask him something he took his bag from the rehearsal room and left the building. "Will you ever love me ,phi ?" , barcode said while looking back at the person who was staring at him through the window. (Hi everyone, so I'm writing another fanfic. But this time it's about barcode and jeff. Hope you'll like it. NOTICE: THIS STORY MAY CONTENT SOME ABUSIVE WORD AND ACTION (LIKE : ASSAULT, HARASSING, RAPE) . IF YOU'RE SENSITIVE IGNORE THE STORY )

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(INCOMPLETE) Of Ink And Flowers - A LGBTQIA+ Love Story

Lufi Muhamad, an insomniac college dropout with mild anxiety, opens up a Tattoo Parlor right across the street from a small Flower Shop. The day after opening, he finds a bouquet on the doorstep of his parlor. He looks across the street and sees a blue-eyed boy with dirty blonde hair opening the flower shop, and something within him stirs. Deimos Alexander, a hyper ADHD 20-year-old, was shocked when he realized that a new business had opened up across the street. He looked in the window and saw (In his best friend's words) an "Emo in the wild" tattooing someone. He makes a bouquet for him and places it on his porch step. He almost dropped his coffee the following day when he saw an oil pastel drawing on his welcome mat from the tattoo artist. Trigger Warning: While this book is a majority fluff there are a few angsty bits that face some grim topics including child abuse, dangerous parents, alcohol abuse, homophobia, transphobia, and harassment. This story includes quite a bit of swearing as well (blame my trucker dad for that) so viewer discretion is advised. No Smut whatsoever in this book. (I love y'all but I'm not putting my ace ass through that torture) If you have an idea for a cute date between characters, a friend group excursion, etc. please comment. I will either try to incorporate it in the story itself or make a oneshot book. NOTE: There is no specific schedule. While I will try and update once a week I am still in school and I'm both a part of the theater program and dance team so updates might be inconsistant.