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Marked (5SOS Gay Imagine)

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You had a pretty normal life before you started to notice this weird mark on your left arm. It is still a complete mystery as to how and why it appeared on your body. All you did know is that you hated it with a burning passion and that you wished it never appeared on your body in the first place.

Since the day you got that mark, people started to act different towards you. They all became violent and attacked you for no reason. You also felt a shift in your personality and you felt scared, confused and alone.

And the worst part is: this all started on your 18th birthday.

The only good thing the mark has done is making you cross paths with four boys who will become an important part of your life. You just didn't know it yet.

TAKE NOTE THAT THIS IS A GAY IMAGINE! This is also the first imagine I have ever written.Tous Droits Réservés

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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.

𝑯𝒆𝒚 𝒀𝒐𝒖 | 𝑯𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒙, écrit par felixbutt

𝑯𝒆𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻ ⚠️TW- Self harm, intimacy. Please read only if you're comfortable with the warnings above. Honestly, this one is my least fav ff I've written, i hope you understand as its not up to the expectations and liking, this isn't my best work, i just didnt take it down, so keep that in mind when you read. 😭

(BL) What If I Love You?, écrit par nrseventeen

Sometimes people play the same part for too long. It's like they are living in an old skin. They grew accustom to it. And even if it became unbearably tight you can't shed your skin. You can't change who you are. You can't make people see you in a new light. Especially if it's someone who took care of you from when you were a kid. But what if I'm a grown-up now? What if I look at you not the way I used to? What if I love you?

Irreconcilable, écrit par Dreaming-Mirk

If only you knew, honestly if only I knew where I would be at this time last year I would call you insane. It feels like not to long ago I was your regular Christian. The school, the church, the "perfect" life? It was all's lie. I was the skinny boy who was bullied at school and at home. That is till I met him. He changed my life. He saved my life. And I couldn't be more thankful. Stick with it for a few chapters I promise it gets better haha BxB !!!! ‼️ Mentions: Abuse Alcohol substances Rape Religion IF ANY OF THESE TRIGGER YOU PLEASE DO NOT READ AND IF YOU ARE EXPERIENCING ANY OF THESE PLEASE REACH OUT TO ME OR OTHERS!!!!! ily be safe and look out for your mental health!💝

The Boy That Stole My Heart Boyxboy , écrit par igrowlandbite

ITS FINISHED EVERYONE. THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT. I HOPE THIS STORY MEANS AS MUCH TO YOU AS IT DOES ME. (Please don't let the first chapter stop you from reading this. It's such a good story. Please let me know what you think!!!!! LOVE YOU GUYS!

Love: Fighting Depression(boyxboy), écrit par ItsJustinAveryy

This story and it's characters are basically full of my own insecurities and fears, so yeah enjoy. If you start getting anxiety because of it I am so sorry, and know that I am here for you. I understand all the pain of bull crap so many have to deal with, on top of rigorous classes and a mental disorder. Eden is your typical American teenager... Kind of. His family hates him. He hates him. His old friends hate him. His old boyfriend hates him. Basically everyone he's grown up with in his hometown hates his god damn guts. All because he's gay, stupid right? As always, in almost every single story ever, something happens that will change his life forever... Ohohoh so spooky and mysterious and stuff okay bye end of description of story. I am currently in the midst of rewriting this story, so go to my profile and check out My Name is Eden(which is the name of the revised version of the book :D)

Twisted, écrit par __sillage__

"I think I'm gay." I say, leaving out the part about my... exposing dream about him last night. I watched his expression, waiting for some sign that he was angry. I waited for him to call me a faggot, to curse me off and tell me he never wanted to see me again. Instead, I was greeted with his perfect toothy smile. "That's great man, I'm of proud you." He says, patting my arm as he stuffed another cracker in his mouth. "It takes some real balls to come out to someone." He says, his beautiful green eyes blazing into mine. I felt myself become flustered at his gaze. "Uh, Yeah, Thanks." I stumbled out, "You're not mad?" I ask. His expression turns to hurt as he crinkles his eyebrows. "Why the hell would I be mad?" He asks, hesitating on the crackers and pushing them away. "I just thought-it's just- well... you just always seem so pissed when someone mentions the word gay." I spit out words, scared for his reaction. He sighs, "That doesn't fucking mean I hate gays. Normally when I do that it's because someone's using the word 'gay' to hate on them, it just pisses me off, you know?" He asks, bringing the crackers back into his lap and biting into them. "Plus-" He adds on, "You're my best friend, if anything, you being gay is a blessing. I'll always support you." He says, glancing at me through the side of his eyes. I look away, towards the door to hide the crimson blush that I feel spread over my face. "Thanks." I all but squeak out. And that's the day I realized, I have a faint crush on my best friend. <><><><><< THIS BOOK IS BEING *MAJORLY* EDITED. THERES LOTS OF SPELLING MISTAKES AND NAME MIX UPS, SOME CHAPTERS WILL BE REWRITTEN Also, Please don't be mean to the characters, they aren't even close to perfect, but they don't deserve hate.

My Promise To You, écrit par lisaaaaa1616

I had never felt this way before, I had never felt the immediate butterflies swarm my stomach as soon as I saw them, but this was different. As soon as the new boy and his girlfriend moved to my school, I only expected to get to know them both just the same as everyone else, but I felt differently towards one of them. But it wasn't the new girl, it was her boyfriend Clay... I was gay and it wasn't something which I hid, I often attended the LGBTQ+ club held at school too. However it just had to be that the boy I had fallen in love with was already in a relationship, I knew I couldn't mess it up, but I couldn't hide this forever. DreamNotFound+bit of SkepHalo and KarlNap FLUFF BOOK

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Don't Forget Me In The Morning

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.