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Bless you hellichk.tumblr.com for this absolutely lovely cover I want to print and frame it and keep it forever. I DO NOT take any credit for their art. Steve(21) Hasn't had a chance to leave this awful place. He has stayed around for the kids, wanting nothing more to be there for each one's graduation. Confused. Lonely. Depression has really started to hit in the last couple of years after all of the tragic losses to the upsidedown. Nearly losing everything and everyone he's cared for and loved. Most everyone has gotten their chance to escape, Nancy and Jonathan moved to California after graduation. Robin's off at college. Until he realizes maybe he's not so alone here, sparking a true friendship with the most unlikely person, Eddie Munson. Eddie(22) hasn't been able to get out of this town either after swearing he would get the hell out of here many years ago. The kids are all graduating this year, which will most likely end up giving the two now men, no reason to stick around anymore. But what will happen to the two friends when Steve realizes the feelings he's thought for so long to just be a platonic friendship have always been a little more? I do not own rights to the ST characters or themes but I do own rights to my own storyline. I will be using pictures from artists that I find as the art for each chapter. I don't think I could draw enough to cover a whole book so pls don't credit me for those either. Thx. 🙏 ~🖤K

You are blind since birth, forced to learn through the voices of people, never being able to grasp things by their objective appearance, and even though you carried that burden throughout all of your life you always had your best friend by your side, supporting you. Both of you shared a passion for exploring the world you lived in, whilst you were more tied to biology and him and his partner were working on Hextech, with the power of the arcane and physics. You grew to love your friend dearly and even though him and his partner started working against the law, betraying the man that supported both of them from the moment they entered Piltover, you still supported him, giving him the same love and support he had always given you but as you start to put certain points together you see what path he is walking down, it's dark and grim with no light at the end of the tunnel. You are forced to face difficult decisions, between your great love or your home and it's future.

Choosing her cost me everything I'd ever loved... including her. I had everything a guy could ask for, a loving family, the perfect small-town life, and a promising future I had worked hard for. It should have been enough. She was off-limits, my parent's best friend's daughter, practically my sister. I fought my feelings, pretending our soul-deep connection didn't exist. When she confessed she felt the same, I pushed her away, believing our friendship mattered more than temporary infatuation. That she agreed should have come as a relief, but it left me with this void I didn't know how to fill. It's what drove me to the bonfire that night. Right there, with our friends as witnesses, I claimed her. Told her I loved her and made her promises I shouldn't have made. Hours later, it all came crashing down in a whirlwind of fire and ashes. That one split-second choice to go after a girl that wasn't meant for me cost me everything I loved. I never should have crossed that line or given in. It's why she'll forever be my greatest love and deepest regret. This tragic story is the beginning of our end...

In high school, a girl felt invisible, haunted by bullying over her crooked teeth. Her smile, once a symbol of joy, became a target for cruel jokes, making her believe she was *less* than everyone else. She struggled to find her place, until she met him. He was a senior, someone she had seen around but never spoken to. At first, she didn't believe someone like him could notice someone like her. But their paths crossed in tuition classes, and they became unlikely friends. He valued her as a person, respecting her feelings and making it clear he saw her as just a friend. Though she hid her feelings, their connection deepened through playful conversations and mutual respect. He helped her grow confident, teaching her that self-love and standing up for herself were key to owning her power. Their bond, built on trust and understanding, wasn't a typical romance, but it transformed her. She learned to believe in herself. When he graduated and their paths diverged, she watched him leave, grateful for the journey they had shared. It wasn't the love story she expected, but it was the one she needed-one that helped her find herself and realize her worth.

**7/22/23 A/N: I will be updating this story slowly. It was one of my first stories and I feel it lacks a lot of development and needs some editing and revising. I will put a little star next to the updated chapters. I hope you enjoy! <3 Y/n has been dating Billy Hargrove for 2 years now but the schools freak Eddie Munson shows up and unexpectedly turns her life upside down. SMUT, language, slight drug use. Love triangle between y/n, Billy, and Eddie.

WORK IN PROGRESS‼️ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── There was no noise; I was at peace, and ironically, the stone-cold pavement never seemed warmer as my blood oozed out of me and around me like a painted canvas. I was slowly losing consciousness, but my mind never seemed happier now that I was dying. The white walls with big bright lights did not resemble heaven; in fact, it was quite the opposite. I thought I had died. When I came to, I found myself in this strange place, disoriented and confused. I looked around and found another five pairs of eyes looking at me with the same emotion swirling in their gaze. Now, 15 years later, I train with these girls. Our makers take care of us, feed us, and make sure we are clean, healthy, and fit. Some of us never had that; that's probably why it took so long for us to realize we were being used. The dirty work they made us do, none of us questioned it. How could we when we were taken off the streets? For a chance at normalcy, we settled for anything, even if that meant blurring the lines of right and wrong. After a mission gone haywire, we started noticing, and now we strike back to take our voices and reclaim the power that was used on us as a way to control us. After all, they are the ones who trained us; we are just returning our long-overdue favour. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Rankings : Featured in Mystery-thriller #5 in Mystery-thriller on 7/12/24

𝑫𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕? ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵃᵇᵇᶦᵗ 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, ˢᵃᶦᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵏᶦⁿ ʰᵒʳˢᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵃˡʷᵃʸˢ ᵗʳᵘᵗʰᶠᵘˡ 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕. ➛ two shattered mirrors, putting themselves back together. there was always one piece neither could fill, the last piece to make themselves real. **** DEDICATED TO @strangergvf0423 **** without you, there would be no book #14 in dungeonsanddragons Eddie Munson x FemOC 7.15.2022 - 9.25.2022

Y/N Henderson lived a secluded and plain sailing life, but when your younger brother Dustin blackmails you into joining a D&D game with none other than Eddie Munson, it turns your whole world...upside down... *Femme reader* I keep Y/N image descriptions as vague as possible, the most will be how they are dressed if it's relevant to the storyline and any description of 'perfect' means it's how Eddie sees you, not societies standard of perfection. *Story fits with season 4 but gives Eddie the ending he deserves and the one I think we all hope he gets in season 5* **This story really was a labour of love so I appreciate all the views, votes and comments from all of you. Even as a D&D player a lot of research went into this so knowing how many of you love the story really makes me happy :)**

You never expected your parents to abandon you at the age of sixteen, and if it wasn't for the man your parents took in when you were ten, you would have been completely alone. Even after a year, you still half-expected them to come back. Your seventeenth birthday came and went with only two people to celebrate it, and you weren't related to either of them. Then came your eighteenth with the same two people. Your hobbies carried you through the loneliness that you found yourself in-although, your guardian told you again and again that ghost hunting wasn't a hobby. When a string of murders ravaged your town, your interest in both the paranormal and technology came in handy. If it wasn't for you, the case would never have been solved, and you never would have brought someone back from the dead, even if he did torture you with his embarrassingly truthful compliments and flirtatious lines. (this is a work of fiction. all the Pastas belong to their original creators. they are not real, nor am i saying that they are. the only thing i own is the plot and any OCs. please do not re-write my work. this is not a romanticisation.)

Ages 14+ (lesbian concepts and some profanity) This is not your everyday love story, okay? It's not a chick flick either. The events and themes within my pages have meaning, depth, truth-and most of all, reality. You are about to be taken on an adventure about a girl who's life is not like everybody else's. I look like a normal teen girl, I mean, I have hair and two eyes and two hands and feet like everybody else, but I couldn't feel more different. I have two moms, yes. Let's just get that out there before you start reading and close my diary like everyone in my life has shut me out of theirs. All I want is a normal life with normal friends who don't judge me because of my home situation. I don't even remember the last time I went on a sleepover or called somebody my age. I don't mean to be a downer, because it does get better. Life gets better. Struggles are only temporary, I know that now. And by my last words reach your eyes, I've come a long way, and have grown to see potential in myself. I'm sharing this with you because I want to make a difference. I know now that I'm not the only one in the world that feels alone. I've been there, done that, and there's more loneliness to come, but for now, I feel more prepared for it. I know how it feels to sit by yourself at lunch every day and how it feels to watch others go to prom with dates and feel like shit because you don't think you'd even have any friends to go with. Please ready my diary. I am much older now, and much more wiser, and I can't wait for you to realize the potential in yourself, too.