❝ you're stuck in my head and i can't get you out of it, if i could do it all again, i know i'd go back to you ❞ where a sixteen year old boy realises he has feelings for his best friend. [basically the goldfinch but gayer]
This is from Todd's PoV lol. Uhh I don't really know what to say. Neil kills himself because his dad disapproves of him being gay instead of theatre (as you can clearly see in the story). Also I used inspiration from the song Heather by Conan Gray teehee. Also this is for Cole, hi Cole. Love you.
The plan for this is basically a ridiculously sad Anderperry (Todd Anderson x Neil Perry) fic. So yeah, don't read at a family dinner if you don't want to sob.
Cherik Housemates AU --- A TURKISH TRANSLATION to this story is on this link --https://www.wattpad.com/story/158959251?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=pm&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create_story_details&wp_uname=ANTH0NYSTARK&wp_originator=PDxFTBTWkmrIH8H%2Bf8UJCpgyAAiCYVBCfmPIYINPVr%2FoPtu8HuoY6Szxd9PlfZoPpIKsLDSRn7K...
Peter begins his new job, or internship to be correct. His boss is Wade and he is loving the job, everything seems right. By day he works and by night he saves people, of course Wade notices. Peter manages to always hide the truth, but will Wade find out the truth? Does he have a secret too? Will there be Love?
This wasn't the way it was supposed to be. Eddie Brock wasn't supposed to have a complicated life. He wasn't supposed to be caring. And he definitely wasn't supposed to rescue an alien.
LIFE is the organisation responsible for all human life. The people that work there are called the Creators. George is a Creator, he works in the soulmate department. He matches human soulmates, some even call him Cupid. At the age of eighteen soulmates can read each other's thoughts. Even Creators have soulmates. Ne...
"Now you listen to me." Spider-Man spoke. "Oh I can do more than that." Replied Deadpool. "I'm absolutely sick of you." "Comprehensible." "You're the embodiment of everything I despise." "Ouch." "And you're coming with me." Wade stared at the narrowed and empty white lenses in silence for a couple moments, he was def...
(i hope you'll give this a shot despite the cheesy title) Dedicated to my friend Vanya, whom I started this fanfic for ^^ Wade doesn't think he can be saved. Ever since his face got fucked up, he didn't see much beauty left in him. That was until Peter came around, with a determined goal; to be the hero everyone alrea...
