Overstimulation Stories

☽ "Life has been the sweetest as well as the cruelest. I sit here, penning down what I see through my lenses..." ☽

He hates James Potter's guts, for stealing Sirius away at such an impressionable and vulnerable age. He hates James Potter for the easy love he has for everybody, the way he can light up a room without thinking. He hates James Potter for being so bloody good, and not having to deal with any of the bloody bad. He doesn't hate James Potter enough to not recognise the stirring in his gut as more than pure hatred. [Or: a very one-sided haters to lovers fuck around and find out.] I don't know if I'll do a part two 😭

The school's "popular boy" has been single for so long, but what if he just never told anyone he had a girlfriend? Or... In this case... a boyfriend? This is a love story between Jeonghan, the popular kid, and Joshua, the bookworm of the school. Even if you don't Stan seventeen, this fic took me a while and I think it turned out well! It's mainly smut but it does have plot :D

This is to those who have similar feeling, situations or just want to experience someones else's journey through a hard life. This isn't really a story book. It's more of a "journal". Feelings and thoughts someone might have and situations someone my be experiencing.

The city of Textopolis was in turmoil. The emojis, once joyful and carefree, now walked the streets with heavy hearts and dark shadows under their eyes. A virus had infected the smartphone, a virus that twisted the very essence of the emojis and turned them into caricatures of their former selves.

Jack doesn't understand a lot of things. He has difficulty making it through the day and hidden family problems. Conan, a new kid who joined school a few months ago notices Jack, quiet at the lunch table and becomes intrigued. Will they click? Or will they clash? One chatty person to one introverted. This story goes into sensory issues and overstimulation, not understanding love or flirting queues and learning how to fall in or out of love through them and finding the beauty within.

Powder is nosy as fuck :)

Summary: "Too loud, Miya," mumbles Sakusa Kiyoomi, as he fingers Atsumu in the bathroom stall. (Atsumu loses against Sakusa in a drinking game; the winner gets to fuck the loser whenever and wherever they want, ten times.)

Seungcheol was tired, but he had to get the track at least started. Time ticked away, and Joshua ended up in his room, cuddled in his lap. The next morning, they get left alone in the dorms, free to do anything they pleased.