Vincent has been fired from at least ten jobs and is in desperate need of money. Luckily he scored a position at a famous bistro. Though shortly after he is hired he starts to notice he finds him oddly charming. But Vincent is dating Manon surely he only likes women right?

"Are you okay? Can you still stand up?" I asked him "Go away!" He replied I remember the day I met him he was wearing a black shirt and black pants. He looks helpless and wasted until I get to know him more after the incident "I just wanna be the one who can He call and I wanna be the one who can be with him always" He explained I didn't know that he and I would be friends, I didn't know that I could be the one who would listen to his complaints and dramas, but I didn't know that....he likes someone else "I can be the one you can call and... I can be the one that you can be with always" I replied while looking at him We both didn't talk and stayed silent. I guess being in love makes you stupid and I can prove that as I am the stupid one

"Chasing petty romances isn't the end-all be-all in life." Vincent was not a man who could easily be swindled with anything, especially not love. Love is not something he wishes to bother with. He already had everything he could've wanted. Fame as a chef, a world-renowned restaurant of his own, and a nice apartment on top of said restaurant. What more could he ask for? Well, it was possibly the attention of the stupid little brunet waiter that worked for him, and he didn't even know it yet. (Dead Plate, but what if Vincent was normal and didn't have psychopathic tendencies)

This fic is a continuation of ending one: Table for one. Rody goes back to work at the Bistro, because well he needs the job, to fix up his place (and also most likely mental state). Over the time he's back, he and Vince form more of a closer bond. In the end they get together YIPPIEEEE (I won't hit you with angst in this one I'm not THAT mean(I'll put it in a diff fanfic)) Also since I'm again THAT nice, I'm gonna let Manon live(but in the hospital😋)

Rody goes back to working for Vince after Manon never answered him, he still needed the job after all. He slowly forms a friendship with Vince, and eventually tells him his favorite food. Which gives Vince the perfect idea for what he can cook for Rody. (Past chapter 31 is all bonus chapters.) [Dead Plate Fanfic Post-Ending One. This has a lot of angst, and does not have a happy ending. However, I plan to make another fanfic of these two later, that does end happily. I also plan to make a fanfic of Cold Front, a game made by the same creator as Dead Plate]

What if Manon had soundly broken up with Rody and didn't rebound with Vince? Would interest have begun to develop between the two organically rather than Rody forcing himself through work for Manon while Vincent's interest in him was tempered by his desire to learn the secret to reacquiring taste? Without the dark undercurrents and maybe with a little bit of empathy, could things be different for them? Vincent had his sweet moments afterall. And Rody could be kinder and more curious when Manon wasn't involved. Neither of them are by any means completely stable and faultless, but maybe a solid foundation could have made all the difference. -This story will contain light violence and swearing as Vincent is a bit of a jerk at times. Future chapters MAY also contain NSFW content, just be aware that I intend for this to be a slow-ish burn just because I don't want to rush it. Mostly ill be focusing on fluff and romance because these two deserve that. Due to work and just life in general, updates may be off and on but the plan is to update every Monday! I hope you enjoy the story-

↞↞↞♛↠↠↠ Everyone makes at least one mistake in their life; if you don't, you're not human. I just happen to be one of those people who make a lot of mistakes. To start with, there were the Rumours. You know, those things that only powerful people can make up? Yeah. Those. They were the beginning of everything that ever went wrong in my life, but also the thing that led me to the end. Although, I didn't know that at the time, so a few bruises and kisses down the line, I found myself faced with a big problem. I had to choose between three people, all of whom had been lying about everything for months. That wasn't an easy task for someone like me, but the biggest issue? The one who made me cry the most tears was the one I couldn't help but love. ↞↞↞♛↠↠↠ "I never meant to hurt you, River." "Then why did you do it? Why did you do all of those things? I'm not some toy for you to use when you feel like it and then throw away when you're done." ↞↞↞♛↠↠↠ Completed ✔️ Started: 15/03/19 Finished: 18/08/19

My heart pulsated through my chest and I didn't think I could hold on for much longer. The frightening, terrorising feeling of his fingers slipping through mine was causing the arm that was gripping to the edge of the cliff to shake. "Hold on, Harry! I've got you, I swear! Please, just hold on!" my voice held a shrill of terror to it and my eyes were filling with tears; tears of pain, frustration and sheer horror. Harry moved his gaze from our slipping fingers to my eyes. "It's okay, Ethan. Let go. You can't save me; not this time." I hated how calm his tone was. I hated how defeated he sounded. He had never given up - we always held hope for one another! We never gave up. "Don't you say that to me! Don't you fucking say that to me!" I roared, a small sob escaping my lips. Harry just smiled sadly, his muscular, beautiful body swaying in the harsh wind. The fall was so big; he would surely die of a heart attack before he hit the ground. I prayed to God he would. No. I was breaking my own rule; I would not give up on him. Either both of us lived or neither of us would. My life would be over the second his ended, anyway.

Zayn needs to get drunk, that's all he knows. But what he doesn't know that it's only his nemesis who can fulfil that wish of his. Because no one else can provide the alcohol for a high school kid other than the bad boy himself. But in return, he owes him a favour. A favour that is yet to be discovered. They say they hate each other. And hate for them apparently also means caring for each other so much that you'd do anything for them. Hate apparently also means shoving their tongue down the other's throat when no one's looking. I came up with this storyline on the spot during Swedish class. Started - 2nd May 2024 Finished -

I'm Finn Vasco but that's not quite important right now. I'm a pretty sarcastic guy if I'm gonna be honest. I'm closed off and I literally only have one friend. I might hate everybody in my school... but there's this guy there. He's... let's say, dreamy, someone who I thought would never even acknowledge my existence. That guy who was too damn good to be true, who was too good for me, who was too good for... everybody! You get what I'm trying to say. He's that cliché king of the campus and a popular and attractive heartthrob and with just one wink, he can send people on their knees... That sounded so wrong, anyway. So can you blame me for being over the moon when one day, he approached me only to what? ...To ask for my help courting my freaking best friend. I knew it was stupid for me to hope I'd even have any chance with him anyway. So I just agreed to help him. Even if I was hurting myself and potentially my best friend in the process, my best friend who has been there with me through the thick and thins, I still did it... I mean what could go wrong besides literally everything? So my plan was to just set my crush and my best friend up, and then everything would be alright... right? But of course, life doesn't like it when people have it easy. *** Highest Ranking #2 on #lgbtfiction #5 on #boyxboy #6 on #gay #8 on #teenfiction *** ~ WARNING: This story contains strong language and bullying. If you're not a fan of LGBTQ stories or BXB stories, then this story is not for you. ~ If you're gonna plagiarize, you might as well just put your clown outfit on.

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

Dead plate fanfic woooo!!! This is just gonna be updated whenever I feel like it so the updates might be longer than others It's mostly just like the game just the only thing different is Vincent! This will have: Fluff NO smut Wholesome stories And won't be having Cannibalism nor Psychopath  Vincent! He's just a sad gay man whose a chef‼️ THATS ALL!!! I hope I help feed the rodent lovers🫶 (im also in need of rodent content shhh)

Growing up in chaos isn't simple for all. Not many could cope. They would struggle and kick, but ultimately drown. However, for Dakota, that was his normality. Torturing. Maiming. Killing. That was his life, the life of a hunter. The Arizona line was elusive, written fame in the lore of hunters, and infamy for their prey. They were the best. No one could ever compare to their skills, their abilities, their ruthlessness. But Dakota was something else. His siblings might have learnt to enjoy the hunt, well most of them anyway, but Dakota didn't. There was always something missing for him, something he was waiting on. Silent and everlasting hope. A promise had been made to him, the day his twin brother was stolen, taken by the enemy, plucked right from the very home the Arizonas had grown up in. A promise of something better, something that he might actually want in his life. Now, almost sixteen years later, something was coming. A change was begging to be found. Maybe it would be for the best. Maybe Dakota would finally find that certain something that had been missing his whole life, something to fill the dark and fractured abyss that ached and wailed within. But nothing was ever that simple. Because, of course, the promise that had been made to Dakota would never be anything plausible for him, anything tangible to have and to hold. He had been promised a new life, by the greatest enemy of them all. It wouldn't be easy. Not with his family still clinging to his heels, the teachings of blood and violence burnt into his mind. No, leaving them behind wouldn't ever be easy. Then again, staying with them would only bring his inevitable death. Why not take the chance to die happy? After all, out of the ashes, a phoenix will rise...

After the burning of the bistro three years ago, Rody is struggling to pull his life together. With his mental health slowly deteriorating, along with survivors guilt slowly consuming him, he's having trouble coping and moving on from the past. Trying to keep his new job and mental health under wraps, Rody slowly starts to feel like he's being watched. However, his not-so-normal life turns to even more abnormal after another small incident caused by his own hands. Art Cover done by its respective creator Dead Plate belongs to their respective creators: RachelDrawsThis & Ekrix

Is it okay to fall in love again? What If they'll hurt me again? What if they will used me again? ------------------------------------------------ ⬇️⬇️⬇️ Sneak peek ⬇️⬇️⬇️ "No need to explain, I know everything now," he mumbled, and I can feel the disappointment in his voice. "No, you don't know the whole truth. Please let me explain first." I beg him but he is still not listening. "One last question Chay. Me or your Career?" he said staring into my eyes. I didn't answer him and just stare at him back, like why is he asking me those questions now? "Okey, I get what is your answer now Chay," he said again. I wanted to shout at him because he is not letting me explain at first. But my mouth is not even cooperating at all. I can't open them because I've been holding my sob since in the main house. He stands up and comes to me and gives me a longing and tender kiss. "I hope our paths never cross again. I'm letting you go because I know, you will be happy together. I'm not going to stop loving you that's a promise. I'm going to miss you. Goodbye Chay" he said and left me in his office just like that. Number 1 in #macauchay Number 1 in #backtogether READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.... Started: August 1, 2022 Ended: August 29, 2022

[ COMPLETE ] "It'll kill you someday." "I know." "Then why are you doing it?" "Why do you care so much?"

She was gone. Rody found it hard to believe. She was the one he thought he was waiting for all his life, and she was also the one who left too quickly. This couldn't be how it would end... yet it all added up- how she was always "busy," how she never contacted him, how she never answered. Manon was gone, and she was the love of his life... or so he thought. When Rody asked for the position of the waiter again, Vincent wasn't hesitant at all to accept. Rody visibly wasn't the same- and Vincent knew all too well that this was his fault. Vincent offers his condolences and becomes closer to Rody, and the waiter takes on a rediscovery trail. Rody and Vincent develop a close friendship, but soon enough, both of them start to question their feelings towards each other. Everything changed after a kiss. •❣•୨୧┈┈┈୨୧•❣• This is a story based off the Dead Plate game by RachelDrawsThis. I do not own the game, the characters, ect. This story takes place after ending 1 of the game, when Manon wouldn't answer Rody. Also, I do not own the cover of this book, so credits to whoever owns the art. Also, if you are looking for a well-written book that is not cringe and is really beautifully written and of good quality, THEN PLEASE LEAVE, THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR YOU- THIS IS MY FIRST BOOK AND I SUCK AT WRITING SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! This will probably be really cringe, but constructive criticism is appreciated! •❣•୨୧┈┈┈୨୧•❣• Warning: Contains... -curse words -angst -blood and gore -cannibalism -VincentxRody -boyxboy -possible smut •❣•୨୧┈┈┈୨୧•❣• Enjoy!

5 years ago, I lost my best friend. All because he confessed his feelings for me and I over thought things. I was left on my own only to realize too late that the feelings were mutual. Now, I vow to love the next guy wholeheartedly, with no reservations, no regrets. I only live once. Let's not make things complicated. When I love, I love period. - Mew Bennett I have never been in love. Sure I've been with girls but I never felt the need to take care of anyone. To be responsible with another person's feelings is just so big a burden, I'd rather not experience it. I'm all for self-preservation, to be secured in who I am without having to worry about hurting someone else. Let's not make things complicated. I don't intend to fall in love period. -Gulf McQueen

ITS FINISHED EVERYONE. THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT. I HOPE THIS STORY MEANS AS MUCH TO YOU AS IT DOES ME. (Please don't let the first chapter stop you from reading this. It's such a good story. Please let me know what you think!!!!! LOVE YOU GUYS!

Story 1 - Mafia AU Kongpob : He doesn't need love if it isn't from Arthit. He doesn't need a heart if it isn't for Arthit. Arthit : "I would do anything for you, Kong. Anything, for your happiness." ~ Story 2 - Kingdom AU Kongpob : "I'm the King! I could decide whoever I want to marry to! And this is an order!" Arthit : "Let's end this misery here. Do your job as a King, as a husband, give her a child. Raise a good heir to become a good King. And then come back to me. Let's runaway from this Kingdom."