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The city is filled with everything anyone could ever ask for. With entertainment and fun and beauty and intrigue. So why do I feel so dissatisfied? So why do I feel so empty? 

The Wall around the city is high. It's thick. No-one has ever seen over it. Everyone fears it. 

But when I'm kissing Marcus and Elliot on the hard concrete of the school roof, I can't help but wonder. 

What else is there, that the city makes sure to keep us away from?All Rights Reserved

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Programming by MadamexxxBlue

"I'm not falling in love with you because I'm programmed to," I begin, causing her to look up at me through her lashes. "I love you in spite of it. Every emotion I've felt is because of you, how I feel, what I've done for you, goes against everything I was made for." I took her breathlessness from the kiss as an excuse to let it all out. Finally knowing what to say. ○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○● Or I've been watching a lot of playthroughs of an old game and not finding the exact fanfiction that I was lookin for so I made it. You're a human front desk agent for the detroit police precinct during the rebellion. (y/n) kinda sucks life outta the story so none of that, It's all first person POV switching between you and connor. This is my first DBH fic and I own none of the pictures, Just thought they were good visuals, enjoy. (T/W for mature themes and gun violence.)

A Rose In Harlem by casuallyslaying

"It be the ones who say they real not true, it be the ones the ones you trust- them to it be the ones" "In a world where nobody puts you first, when you've been forgotten and trampled over, you stop waiting and start doing- the wrong person will get up the wrong way which will lead to mass destruction, but by the time the world realizes they forgot you- it will be to late" Angry at the world, angry at the people in it- angry at himself Chicago hasn't seen many good things in his life. He reflects it everyday. He believed his life was planned out he would die at the hands of probably someone who he was going to kill first, Just living for survival not to live was going to kill the boy- in the wicked streets of New York anyone was a target to anyone and Chicago moved just like that. But in Brownsville was a nigga with a tiny bit a hope and a big enough heart to spread it. Who hasn't seen shit to expect so much out of the world but yet he refused to believe other wise. Why does everyone say opposites attract? Sure it's true Bishop was intrigued- but Chicago is the type of person who could and would destroy bishops hope- and distract him from his future. Bishop didn't even really believe Chicago was curious on being with a boy, but Chicago moving in next to him brought up a lot of questions.

After Dark by Boy_Who_Flys

In a society with no boundaries for hate, and endless restrictions for love, how is one to survive? Terrance Damon has endured the suffering of being gay in a world where public executions by citizens are necessary for being so, his entire life, and for most of it he knows how to work his way around and keep himself hidden. However, his willpower to exist this way runs short once on the brink of being outed and on the brink of love for another man. (This story is based off a dream of mine only a few years into the future where for some reason, being with the same sex is punishable by death, and there's a group called the, "E.O.H." (Extinction Of Homosexuals) Hellbent on enforcing that. Although this story is clearly fictional I will be including remarks and events that have happened to me or those close to me. I want to do everything in my power to prevent a story like this from coming true, because there are people suffering alike this. So please, take this story as a message of love, dearest readers.) (WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS EXTREME CASES OF HOMOPHOBIA/TRANSPHOBIA AND SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS, ALONG WITH INSTANCES OF MURDER, RAPE, AND DISEASE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED)

The Not-So-Suicidal Jumper by goddess_maddz

"It's easier to show yourself to the world than hide your true self," I narrowed my eyes at the camera, and it seemed it was glaring back. If that's even possible. "So you find jumping off skyscrapers, bridges and high buildings is the solution to your depression?" "I do not have depression. This is simply for the thrill and adrenaline." An evil smirk crept it's way around my face. "That's why they call me The Not-So-Suicidal Jumper!"

Somewhere To Run To || Lunch Club AU by everythingFangirl_

In which Ted Nivison tries to survive the apocalypse, with superpowers. --- "In this situation, solitude was safer, of course. Less of a chance of suddenly getting attacked by an elemental monster. Other people were dangerous, Ted knew, so he did his best to stay away from them. But here's the catch: it was incredibly fucking lonely." --- Disclaimer: These are heavily fictionalized versions of the creators involved, written for the sake of fiction, to practice my writing, and to have fun. I have nothing but respect for these people and I want to make sure I'm respecting their boundaries; I won't include shipping or graphic violence. If you think I'm still crossing any boundaries with this story, please let me know; and as always if I make anyone involved uncomfortable and you'd like me to take this down, I'll gladly do so. Thank you! --- EDIT November 13th 2020: See the beginning of "we're gonna pretend (intermission)" for a full explanation of the state of this work. But, in summary, I took a six-month hiatus after chapter 7 was published, and basically just stopped writing. Chapters 8 and 9, an interlude and the epilogue, are the only two chapters I had that were at any stage of completion whatsoever, and were originally going to be the 13th and 19th chapter respectively. The first six chapters are still a completed "arc", and 7, 8 and 9 can pretty much stand on their own. The rest of the story remains unwritten and unpublished, but I at least wanted to get the concepts I did have out there for you to read. I'm sorry I can't give you a complete story, but, well, I hope you can enjoy this regardless.

Maybe A Happy Ending by Randomstoriesby3ppl

I don't know. I have the best life. I have a boyfriend and a big house and loving parents and amazing friends. I just don't know I feel trapped and I don't know how to fix it. Everything meant nothing until I got to know him now I don't want you to think I need a man and I'm worthless without one but he just helped me realize I am needed "Phoenix PLEASE you are needed we need you just please don't jump" he screams and my heart shatters at the thought of what I was about to do. "please" he whispers with tears in his eyes I nod and climb down.

Silence covers lies by KailenKram

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It sings of Death by ChikondiCBanda

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Hyper by EmiliaCatz

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Programming

"I'm not falling in love with you because I'm programmed to," I begin, causing her to look up at me through her lashes. "I love you in spite of it. Every emotion I've felt is because of you, how I feel, what I've done for you, goes against everything I was made for." I took her breathlessness from the kiss as an excuse to let it all out. Finally knowing what to say. ○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○● Or I've been watching a lot of playthroughs of an old game and not finding the exact fanfiction that I was lookin for so I made it. You're a human front desk agent for the detroit police precinct during the rebellion. (y/n) kinda sucks life outta the story so none of that, It's all first person POV switching between you and connor. This is my first DBH fic and I own none of the pictures, Just thought they were good visuals, enjoy. (T/W for mature themes and gun violence.)