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Remember Me(They Both Die At The End Fanfiction)

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LECTURES 211,301
Votes 6,503
Parties 36
Durée 1h 7m

Godhatesartists

adamsilvera boyxboy death gaylove gaypride ineedahappyending mateotorrez mateoxrufus mlm plsread rufusemeterio rufusxmateo theybothdieattheend

i loved this story so here's my contribution to the fandom. Suffer with me. Here's my boys in the afterlifeTous Droits Réservés

adamsilvera boyxboy death gaylove gaypride ineedahappyending mateotorrez mateoxrufus mlm plsread rufusemeterio rufusxmateo theybothdieattheend

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Beneath The Surface, écrit par rainxroses

I'm falling... Falling, helplessly and inevitably; completely at the mercy of the forces dragging me down. Having to trust in an entity's blind intentions and praying to God that they won't let me hit the ground. It's an incredible and horrifying feeling. A feeling that I live for. And I have realized that having something to live for makes you all the more scared of dying. (Constant uploads, and even more editing to older uploads)

What if they don't die at the end?, écrit par bisexual_disaster23

From the moment Death-cast was brought into the world, it has never once been wrong.That is, until now. What if Mateo never got up to make tea? What if Rufus had an arm to hold him back? where would they be now? (This book made me cry so much, they need a happy ending TvT)

A Second Chance, écrit par lisaaaaa1616

Clay's life seems fine, but is everything except from fine due to bullies ruining his happiness day by day. His grandpa is the only one who knows everything about him, but when he gets really sick and passes away, Clay's life completely collapses. To regain his control, he starts developing obsessive behaviour, getting so bad that it turns into OCD. The control he tried to regain gets lost even further with the day. But when the only place, his sport, he finds peace also gets ruined by bullies and his OCD, George is suddenly there to stick up for him when everyone else isn't. At least... that's what it seems like. TW's: -Suicide attempt and thoughts -Death (due to sickness) -Betrayal (fake love) -Homophobia -Self harm -Bullying -Abuse -OCD

dan + phil , écrit par onlyonebraincell

'queer people exist. choosing not to accept them is not an option' ~~ short mini stories on dnp i do not write smut in any form so don't ask or worry people there will be mentions of suicide, death and self harm/ hatred but i always put a warning for those who want to skip it or if it's too hard a topic for them. ok enjoy :) ~~ short psa: i probably will not be updating anymore, i'm sorry guys :) thank you all though, i love all 11k of u 😭

Öñé Šhøtž Mindless Behavior, écrit par unkn0wnnn

Shit! Bout freaking time I got to this!! Imagines of the boys. Boyxboy and YnxMb. Yeap! Read it! Vote it! Love it! Enjoy!! WARNING: MAY CONTAIN GAY SEXUAL SHIT! IF YOU ARE A HOMOPHOBE AND DO NOT WANNA IMAGINE DO NOT READ! I KNOW THEY ARENT GAY DAMNIT ! I REPEAT.... DO NOT READ !!!! For others..... ENJOY !

They Both Die at the Start, écrit par planetslikepluto

Mateo and Rufus are gone but for their friends, the story is just beginning... A new last day begins, one not full of romantic possibilities but friendships old and new.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔, écrit par Raven_2805

"will you be there, even if the world was falling apart.....will you be there?" i asked. All i wanted was to feel okay, to finally be able to be free and not feel as if life held me by the throat. "yes i will." he answered "i will be there." he repeated, as if he tried to convince himslef rather then me. "i promise." he said. what a lie..... where were you then? where were you when i was on my knees screaming in agony waiting for someone to strip the pain from my aching heart. "i promise." you said. what a lie.... ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙸𝚂 𝙰 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚁𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝚁𝚈!!!! ⚠︎𝑺𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 ⚠︎𝑺𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆 ⚠︎𝑩𝑶𝒀x𝐵𝑂𝑌 ⚠︎𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒉 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆 (𝖢𝖮𝖬𝖯𝖫𝖤𝖳𝖤𝖣)

Ripped Away, écrit par unwavered

"He was the best part of me, you know? He was so much more than I deserved. And he was real. He was so real it's insane. How do you go from having something so amazing, to having nothing?" ***Note: I wrote this story a while ago so the quality isn't as strong as it could be. I'm currently going through and fixing what I can. So if you get to a point where the quality changes, that's why.

Don't Forget Me In The Morning, écrit par BandsOrBust

When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 cover

Ripped Away cover

Don't Forget Me In The Morning cover

Beneath The Surface

I'm falling... Falling, helplessly and inevitably; completely at the mercy of the forces dragging me down. Having to trust in an entity's blind intentions and praying to God that they won't let me hit the ground. It's an incredible and horrifying feeling. A feeling that I live for. And I have realized that having something to live for makes you all the more scared of dying. (Constant uploads, and even more editing to older uploads)