Tgtg Stories

My dad is the football coach of Elwood High. He's won nearly every single game for every year he has worked there. He's muscular, intelligent and popular. He had everything. Then, well then, he had me. I was supposed to be the kid with the skills to match his. Maybe even exceed his own. But I am the last person you would find outside on the field. Or any game if I am being honest. So to say the least I'm a disappointment to my father. So much, I don't even think he thinks as me as his child. He is always throwing these subtle hints my way about how I'm too thin or how much he would love to have more players on the team. I would play sports if I could-believe me. But I'm just not into athletics like my father wants me to be. Plus, I have this odd tendency to screw up everything I touch. Which is how I got into this mess to begin with. It started when I spilled coffee all over the football quarterback-Derek Williams. He's a nice guy-for a football player. But I absolutely hate him with every fiber of my being. If there was one thing my father wanted from his son-well it would be all of him. He's athletic, smart, good looking, and funny. You don't get much better than that. And my father tells me. Everyday. But here comes another problem. I'm gay and my father doesn't know. He would probably hate me, or blame my non-athleticism on some stupid stereotype on my sexuality. No, hiding this from my dad was never really issue. I was good at keeping secrets, probably better than I should have been. The issue you may ask? Well his name was Derek. The very guy I resented, just so happened to have his own dirty little secret. ___________________ Copyright. © 5upernatura1 2014. All rights reserved.

June is an introspective hero, and Willow is a flirty villain. It could never work. Thanks to @peachspit for the cover! #1 in mindreading (for some reason)

I'm always trying to prove to him that I'm still young. He's always picking my brain, attempting to understand how an older guy thinks. We get stuck somewhere in the middle. ♡ Akio Roen, a third-year senior high student, meets and falls for Yuu Kanno, a third-year junior high student, learning a lot about himself in the process. Happy birthday, @kazumane , '15 (: WARNING: This story contains mature content.

Three years after their short love affair, Ray still hasn't let go of Freya. When a new relationship and a career opportunity arises in London, their paths will cross again. But with Ray's life spiralling downwards and Freya's cold attitude, will they be able to patch things up again?

TayGetsTheGay LGBT challenge. Be prepared for a better title as the story progresses. :) Written by an actual lesbian, not a straight boy who needs *coughcough* "material".

Once upon a time, there was a girl. That girl was me. This girl knew that she was asexual, but she was pretty sure that she was heteroromantic because she had kind of had a few low-key crushes on guys before. Then she saw a really cute girl, and then, well... everything became complicated. This is the story of those complications. OR When I was fourteen years old, I saw something so beautiful that my life would never be the same. I saw something so bright and so wonderful that it outshone the sun, the moon, and all the stars combined. I saw a girl- no, I saw the girl.

"This is a story. A love story. It's a story of a boy who loved his best friend. It's a story of how his best friend loved a girl so much that he was willing to travel across country for her. It's a story of how we were really. Or rather, how we weren't." --- Since kindergarten, internally optimistic Newton Roth and the enigmatically impulsive Damien Walters have been best friends. Thick as thieves, the pair has never been apart, doing everything together from learning how to ride a bike to getting their first car. But the only fault is Newt's love towards Damien, even though Damien's happily taken with his girlfriend of two years Claudia. When Claudia leaves for her trip to Seattle without a formal goodbye, Damien is crushed. Intent on getting the proper goodbye he deserves, he drags Newt with him cross the country to make that happen.Though along the way, they encounter pink-haired hitchhikers, Amazonian built bartenders, and much more. Will their friendship stay intact in the end, or will it blossom into something more? ------ mad props to winters- for the cover

Stupid party and stupid kiss. If that damned kiss hadn't happened Anna and I would still be best friends. And stupid butterflies in my stomach making all of this so much harder. ----- Jo and Anna have been inseparable ever since they met at the playground at six years old. Until one day at a party Jo is dared to kiss Anna. Now Anna won't talk to Jo and Jo doesn't understand why. Jo misses Anna and Anna misses Jo. But Anna is scared and Jo is stubborn. And neither of them quite knows how to close the gap between them. **Temporarily on hold** *Trigger warnings* - homophobia - mentions of bullying

When we were sixteen, I didn't know what he would mean to me. I couldn't know that his pink petal lips would become my favorite taste, that the tremble of his eyelashes would synchronize to the tremors in my heart, that the curl of his fingers in my hair would become the safe harbor of my soul. That one day my world would be made of the memories he'd left behind -- the light strokes he'd press against the skin of my back as we fell asleep, the feel of his hair brushing against my neck, the soft huff of his laugh when I pressed my lips to the curve of his chin, the bronze of his eyes and the copper of his skin, the way he kissed me on a soft Sunday morning when I worshipped nothing but the body he blessed me with; I couldn't know about the coffee rings he'd leave in my car, how it felt to have his back pressed against my chest as I traced over rough paint and measured out the pieces of his psyche, what it was like to kiss him in the rain, hair plastered to our heads, or the way I'd feel when I watched him smile, watched him unfurl and bloom like a lily, and fell in love with the other half of my soul. //Coming soon//

A young man wrestles with his sexuality. Will he date women or give in to the secret desire in his heart. The backdrop for this story is a power plant located on a college campus. The young man is doing his internship. He tries his best to become one of the boys, while at the same time fearing his secret will be exposed.

[Stand alone companion book to SoVL. Can be read before SoVL, but will spoil some plot points of SoVL, and vice versa.] "Kill them," Faya whispered to me, always. "Kill them." But we are both lovers, Faya and I. Aren't we? Above all. Though him the smarter, who does his killing by training little hornets to do it for him. Hard headed little bastards with hard hearts and cold eyes. Steel-willed soldiers with strong hands, all in a pretty sniveling row. Spit on it. Spit on it all. I too have teeth, and long fingers. I too have a heart, and if I lack pragmatism, my arms are open. Vulnerable perhaps, but what is living? Come, Wasp, sting me upon my breast. Come, Nicolas, and whisper to me with your knife if it speaks to you. Nothing worries me. I succumb gladly. I will be nothing what they tell me to be. I smile when Nicky says, "I have you now, what do you say?" I say nothing because I have let this happen, and now it is mine. There is nowhere for him to hide. I will see him with unseeing eyes. I will know him by what he does at the shift in power. He will know that I am no longer afraid. And so he fears me. And there is no longer any guessing. "I do not know you," Nicky says, sniffing and wiping his face with his free hand, the other holds the knife. A streak of blood across his face. "Where has Laurent gone? Let me find him inside." "I will freely give you what you want if you give me what I want." "What do you want, Stranger?" he asks me. "I do not like it when you wear this face. Be tender to me. I will not trade with you. I am no instrument." My little same. My little shadow self. "You do not want tenderness." "I do, I promise," he says. It is a lie. But he wants to please me, and it is a beginning. -ch2.7 (note: If you can do better than my cover mock-up, by all means.)

❝I am a hurricane in disguise.❞ ᅳ [ Crestfallen: downhearted, depressed, gloomy. ] ᅳ Seth Hathaway has had a complicated life. He has struggled with his weight because when he was sad, he turned to foodᅳor turned away from it. Besides that, he's always been socially awkward, resulting in a lack of companionship of any sort. His faith gradually fizzled. This went on for years. At seventeen, a senior in high school, Seth comes to the realization that he is gay. All because of one kind, beautiful boy named Jonah. This is Seth's journey. ᅳ WARNING: Contains touchy subjects such as homosexuality, eating disorders, Christianity, depression, suicide, and possibly more. Read if you don't mind. If you do mind, I suggest you move along. Thanks guys :)

little bits of words seeping out through the clouds of my brain. let me take you with me as i soar among them in search of myself again. RANKED #1 in CATHARTIC as of 03/08/19 RANKED #4 IN CLOUDY as of 12/30/18 RANKED #19 IN CLOUDS as of 11/08/18 RANKED #19 IN TALKTHEPOC as of 01/01/19 RANKED #74 IN ANTHOLOGY as of 10/08/18

I have to believe the crazy isn't there. That's probably how I'll survive my own mind, that's probably how I'll become a functioning member of society. Probably. ** I'm 20 and I live with my parents and baby sister. I'm on a strict diet of 4 pills every five hours, and I work at a bakery. I'm your typical 90's baby. Except for the fact that there's something wrong with my head and I see and hear things that aren't always real. But that's okay most days. Some days, though, I feel like the world is on my shoulders. Like whenever I see the man in the black robe. No, really. I'm fine. I'm not crazy. It's just that my hallucinations are getting bad--life threatening, even. And my new boss is out to get me. And my parents are fighting. And I kind of get the feeling that everything's my fault and everyone hates me. I'm not crazy, am I?

❝I spy with my little eye… something that begins with T. T as in Take the goddamn binoculars and go stalk your stupid boyfriend yourself.❞ In which brutally honest and straightforward Katerina Quill spies on her hot next-door neighbor. Who also just happens to be her best friend's boyfriend. Cover by the beautiful and amazing @lydiarse.

"he inks his skin so no one can see his true colours." or, the unlove story of boy #1 and boy #2.

Aromantic Rambling that'll eventually branch into its own story at some point along the way (+original illustrations because I'm a bored art hoè)

The summer in which Nellie Dreher tries to draw the map to Indie Rao's heart. (cover by @GlamerousDolls)

it's your typical love story. girl meets girl named after food, quickly proceeds to insult food named girl's taste in pizza toppings, a sass battle begins, and, somehow, they live happily ever after (or at least something close).

Nick Opal lived with his boyfriend, Adrien Opal. They had been living together for two years and had just gotten engaged. How will Nick react when he gets into the Haydn Institute? Will he be willing to give up his life with Adrien just for a chance to become a male model? Catherine Harlow had just settled into her new life. But, things are going to get stirred up again with a letter of acceptance to a modelling institute and an ex-boyfriend thrown into the mix. Lexie Traine recently found out her mother was a model. She also found out that her father, whom she knew nothing about, runs the Haydn Institute which, apparently, is where her mother trained. Now she's desperate to go there, to meet her father, and to open her eyes to a brand new world. ♡ღ‿ღ♡⌒♡ღ‿ღ♡