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Cliche title? Yeah I know... When you accidentally fall for your 'straight'? best friend and to make it even more worse, that said best friend is quite homophobic type..! A light fluffy teen story I promise. Nothing too angsty here..! Peace yaw!

I'm just here to have some fun... Enjoy. Don't go stealing my ideas either...

He's definitely enjoying the time of his life; he's good at school, a charming boyfriend, tons of friends, and yet sometimes he has that tiny flicker of loneliness in him. He though, meets this guy, another one of those guys with tons of girls hanging around them. But it changes in one night. Their worlds collide, but what will happen when one falls for another? Or both, in secret?

In a world where races are different, there are bunnies, foxes, cats, and humans. There was a huge war and the races all began a huge war. The cats were wiped out along with the humans. The foxes and bunnies still fight to this day. What will happen in our stories, and how will it end?

Homophobe? Heard the term? Well, flip it. Heterophobe? It's the opposite of a homophobe. Kind of. Prince Skeppy likes a girl, and his parents don't approve. His parents, Badboyhalo and Sapnap, are heterophobes. So they marry him off to Prince Technoblade of the empire nearby. And after living there for a while... Skeppy is wondering whether Techno is crazy, because he just might be... In a world where Bi and Pan people are as common as green rabbits playing ukuleles underwater, and children are actually brought by storks, and everyone is either Aro, Ace, Gay, Lesbian, Trans, or Gender fluid, liking the opposite sex is an unheard of thing. Have fun.

You are programmed one way. Programmed to think one way and act one way and love one way, the normal way -- the way preferred by society, the way that everyone around you does. But what if that way changes? What if something or someone changes it? What if they introduce you to change? Is change bad? Is being different a bad thing? What if the difference makes you happy? Isn't happiness what we should be striving for, and nor normalcy? So picture this, you are normal. You are the definition of normal. Your friends are seemingly normal and you think your life is fine, because its normal. Then someone interrupts that flow of normalcy by being different. They aren't society's vision of normal - they are different. And the thing is, they have no normal, they believe there should be no such word as normal, which just happens to be the word your entire life is based on. What then? Accept the different and deny yourself the adventure of it all? Would that be the normal thing to do?

Everything he did was for me. And everything I did was for him. I broke his heart. A heart I cherished. A heart he entrusted me with. A heart he loved me with. This was the last place I thought I'd see him. This was the last way I thought we'd meet again. I don't think I can walk away a second time. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Important My books are written explicitly for a MATURE AUDIENCE 18 YEARS AND OLDER. There will be some instances/scenes/suggestions of sexual acts, crude language and will portray gay relationships between males. If you do not enjoy stories of this nature please leave now. I will not condone/defend/accept any sort of attacks on my stories, my characters or myself. It is well within your right to choose what type of entertainment you prefer but I will not be blamed for your curiosity. Read at your own risk. **

It was suppose to be a sarcastic joke but he heard me. He heard me, he was there. He's watching. And now, he wants me. Book 1 [Completed] [Editing] Book 2 [On-going]

"A mate will love you and only you. No other can compare to you and he or she will treasure you above all and everything in the world," mommy says to me as she kissed my forehead. I sighed dreamily. I can't wait till I find my mate. He'll be perfect and handsome and funny and smart and brave and beautiful and he'll love me... only ever me... and... and... Present This hurts so much. Seeing and hearing and knowing my mate, the one who's supposed to love me above all, me, only me is in love with somebody else. I'd hate him if I could. I'd reject him if I could... I wish I could. %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% Important My books are written explicitly for a MATURE AUDIENCE 18 YEARS AND OLDER. There will be some instances/scenes/suggestions of sexual acts, crude language, MPREG and will portray gay relationships between males. If you do not enjoy stories of this nature please leave now. I will not condone/defend/accept any sort of attacks on my stories, my characters or myself. It is well within your right to choose what type of entertainment you prefer but I will not be blamed for your curiosity. Read at your own risk. ****

"What if you're my date for Christmas?" I'm sure my eyes would jump out of their sockets if it wasn't for tendons and shit. Am I hallucinating? "We could go get McDonald's or some stupid shit like that," his laugh is hot on my skin. "Is that what people usually do on Christmas? I never celebrated normally, you know." My chest deflates with a huff. He didn't actually mean it in a romantic way, even if he did choose some ambiguous words to say it. "Yeah, but I like KFC better." "That's fine," he shrugs, burying deeper in my neck. "And it's best to go on Christmas Eve, there will be less people." I almost choke on my own words when his leg pushes between mine. Okay now we look like a married couple, but I guess the definition of platonic can stretch a lot. I'm not sure I understand these things, they make it look much easier in movies. "Then it's a date." I swear, platonic or not, he'll be the death of me. --- What if Gege made them talk instead of kill each other? Cover by @skenny.art on Instagram!