everyone is gay

“Okay, okay. You’ll find someone to pine after soon enough, though, I’m sure.” Sirius gets up and goes to James’ overflowing chest of drawers, pulling one open to look for a more suitable pair of jeans. James goes back to looking in the mirror. “I don’t pine,” He mutters. *** British modern high school AU where James is the popular jock/ football star and Regulus is the quiet artist who couldn't be less bothered by status or popularity. They work on a project together. Pining ensues.

To say Draco Malfoy spent time thinking about Harry Potter was probably an understatement at this point. His friends knew it, he knew it. Draco had hoped that joining Lockhart’s dueling club would appease his father, and impress Potter. It didn’t go exactly as planned on either front, but that was besides the point. Draco had learned a lot during that duel, that he was horribly under qualified to defend himself, and that Potter was made of fire. Since then, everything else in his life had been white noise, all he focused on was Harry. And the thing is, he noticed. He noticed the way he flinched when someone dropped a plate or set a serving spoon down too hard. He noticed that when the Weasel would wrap an arm around him and his entire body went rigid. He had no idea how all of their lives would change when he decided to do something to help-- when it turned out that Potter was more of a Slytherin than anyone thought.

"How about this then, Getou." Suguru's intuition tells him to run while he can. His butt stays planted. "You can come to my practices to give me some friendly advice about my routine, and in exchange, I'll forget about pressing charges for your assault." He beams. "Good deal, right?" Suguru wants to slap him across the face. "What? You're the one who put your lips on my neck." "After you punched my arm like a truck. Come on, dude. Do you really want to ruin your hockey career right now? I don't think the sports teams in jail are very good." "You're a piece of shit," Suguru seethes. Crystal blue eyes crinkle. "And you've got seven different sticks up your ass, but who's counting?" Suguru is just a guy trying to recover from unhealed wounds of his past. Satoru is the star of their university figure skating team, embodying everything Suguru wishes he had. So when an unexpected injury brings the hockey team's captain to this supernova of a man, everything he thought he knew about his principles goes ass up. Alternatively, bratty figure skater Gojo fucks around and finds out ft. college angst and sex in places that aren’t very sanitary.

Jamie had lost track of time a while ago. Even if he tried, he couldn’t focus, on account of the eggs slowly being pumped into him. --- Basically, a trans guy gets eggpreged and is forced to hold the eggs inside for a day before laying them. Enjoy.

Im horny and want to write alot ALSO I MIGHT WRITE RANDOM ANGSTY SHIT? I DONT RLLY LIKE ANGST

This work was inspired by Gracie’s original “Kissing Booth” series. A huge credit to Gracie for this brilliant idea of a comic strip that was supposed to be a one off. And kudos to all of you who supported her and turned it into a super chaotic series.