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He's watching TV over the edge of his laptop when Scott brings up the fact that he's still a lonely loser in his third year of college without a boyfriend which, while being completely true, is really fucking unappreciated. It sparks a desperate need to save what little manhood Stiles has and, before he knows it, he's blurting, "I totally have a boyfriend, dude. Shows how much you know." How was he supposed to know Scott would doubt him? It's not Stiles' fault that someone named Derek Hale really exists. It's also not his fault when his lie grows legs and runs so far he can't find it until it's too late – too late and standing right in front of him, gorgeous and annoyed and not at all the person Stiles made him up to be. Yeah, this could get bad.

(10:32 am) Wilbur: Hey man, I wanted to say happy birthday! You’re 18 now which is insane, feels like just yesterday you were this hyper ten year old running around my legs lol. You don’t have to respond to this if you don’t want to, but I wanted to reach out and let you know that even though it’s been over 8 years since we saw each other, if you ever need anything you can always reach out. I kind of hate that just because your mum and my dad didn’t really work out we lost contact with each other, but there’s not much we can do about it now. Either way though, I’m still here if you ever wanna reconnect. If there’s anything you ever need, like if you’re in a tight spot or you need a place to stay or something, don’t feel bad about hitting me up. (12:23 am) Tommy: do you mean that? or, when moving to a completely new town to live with Wilbur after not seeing him for 8 years, Tommy realizes there's no good way to call someone an ex-stepbrother. or or, a coming of age story about learning how to be a family for a second time.

Doing the Hunger Games Facebook style seems to be a popular fanfic theme, so here’s a clean version of the Facebook version of my Beautiful Plans and Gleam In His Eye stories. I had a lot of fun writing this – was a way to laugh it up as well as summarize my story and put a different angle on it. I’ve done the same for Gale’s Hunger Games.

Its Facebook, Katekyo HItman Reborn style.

*Can be read independently from the series.*I’ve always had these... vivid dreams. As long as I can remember I’d seen the strangest scenes. Some were reoccurring, some weren’t, but they always carried this... theme. Fighting. At first I thought I just had a vivid imagination when I slept, but there was so much... continuity. The enemy was always the same. Mindless giants (titans) who hunted and ate humans for game.Facebook happened and everyone is strangely connected. After that I got married. Then my husband shows up in my fucked up dream world.And he's fifteen.I tell you this story because Eren told me to, and I can't say 'no' to him... (unless it's in bed.)Also, Bacon. **THIS FIC HAS BEEN ABANDONED AND WILL NOT GET A FINAL CHAPTER**