So... It's that time for me to start a fanfic about two characters but not fix it unless people want me to. Also, yes. This is a Sebastian x male human character book that has more than just fucking in it. It'll have story. Depth. My blood, sweat, tears, and other bodily liquids poured on it. Anyhow, enjoy whatever I make.

•COMPLETED• After a long, boring night at a party, Lucas has to drag his wasted best friend home and try to sober him up before bed. What happens when Lucas wakes up in the middle of the night and can't move? What happens when his best friend does something unforgettable? What happens when his bully has ulterior motives? *TRIGGER WARNINGS* bullying, rape/non-con, assault, blood, smut (kinda, I suck at it)

I really hope people enjoy this ! It's my first time writing so please leave suggestions if you don't like something ! Thanks for reading ! ------------------------- Kade. This one man was born into the largest mafia in the country. He took over once his dad became too tired to run it. He's now one of the strongest men and can end your life with the snap of his fingers. He's cold and harsh and will do anything to get what he wants. He's never loved anyone before and he's never been loved. He's never wanted a relationship before but once he gets the chance to love, it becomes forbidden. Yet he will do anything to get what he wants. Or should I say who he wants. Roman. The other man who is born into royalty. His parents are king and queen of their small yet powerful country. He's an only child and is the person who could end his whole bloodline. He soon becomes old enough to marry and take over the palace. His parents push him into the direction of marrying a lovely woman and continuing the bloodline. His parents hosts parties in hopes he will find his bride. Until one night he locks eye with someone for a minute too long. Will he just choose a bride and make his parents proud or will he choose to adventure out of his palace and choose his happiness? ------------------------- I look at him from across the room. We glance for a second too long and I decide to walk away. It only took a few seconds to realize I was being followed. I could hear him breathing ever so softly. But i wanted to be subtle. "What makes you think you can just stalk me" I hear him pause. "I am very sorry I honestly thought the bathroom was this way, my mistake" I turn around and slowly walk towards him. I grab both his wrists and push him to the nearest wall. "Don't you dare lie to me" ------------------------- ALL RIGHTS ARE RESERVED not edited like at all

Two years ago two boys met and formed a quick, but complicated bond only to be separated soon after. ------- Two years later will their feelings toward each other be the same? If Sebastian is still the same person, is it possible to save him? Can Tyler keep up the same act over and over again for someone he loves? ------- This story is a mess! The plot is everywhere but in a straight line so beware... ------- Trigger Warning/Mature Rating This story contains mentions and acts of self harm, suicide, rape, underage, non con, sex, drug use and possibly more triggering and adult themes. Read at your own risk and read with caution! ------- Please consider leaving votes and comments on each chapter if you like it. Reader feedback really is a big help :) Thank you!

WARNING: I DO NOT CONDONE THE RELATIONSHIPS SHOWN IN THIS FIC/GAME MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, OR AT LEAST BE 14 WHEN READING FIC DEALS WITH HEAVY TOPIC SUCH AS STALKING, MURDER, ABUSE, SELF HARM AND S/A Y/N's life has been... chaotic. Leaving her family after they broke out into another fit of drama, she left straight to college and got an apartment and a job. Now not only is her roommate not paying their half of the rent, but she's been getting less and less sleep. That is, until she meets an interesting stranger.... [cover is not my art btw!! It used to be before I changed it since I hate my art lol] ♡

In memory of Technoblade They/them pronouns TW: cussing, blood, killing/death, alcohol, fire, weapons, fighting, discrimination/racism(?), kidnapping, child abandonment Y/n is a little kid who's living in a forest. As things start to go downhill, someone helps them and takes them in. And just as life seems to smile a little at them, it slowly goes downhill once again. They're back in a forest and finds some people to travel with and one day she finds an old friend. ----------------------------------------------------------------- This story is set in a realistic mc AU ----------------------------------------------------------------- Hello! This is my first book that i plan to finish, but i have written a bit in the past but not public. I hope you like this book, i don't know how long i'll make this book, and i do take requests on this book or if you want to see another one. I originally wrote this in she/her pronouns before publishing it, but i changed my mind and made it they/them, so if there is still any she/her pronouns used for the reader please tell me so i can fix it. Please do not use my story to advertise something without asking me. Have a lovely day/night <3

A Pressure, Sebastian Solace x reader Fanfiction. (Fem!Reader) (Smut) As the reader finds herself in a desperate situation, panic setting in, a low, gravelly voice echoes from within the walls. Following the sound, she discovers a narrow vent leading into the unknown. With no other options, she crawls inside, the metallic scent of rust and dampness filling the air. After what feels like an eternity, she emerges into a cavernous space, her breath catching in her throat. Before her stands a towering, fish-like creature, its massive form looming over her, at least twenty times her size. Its glowing eyes pierce the dim light, and a sly smile spreads across its face. "I'm your only friend."

!!Trigger warning: suicide, Implied/Referenced Self Harm!! Warnings before sections. . This book is currently discontinued, if I find motivation to finish it it is not in the foreseeable future. . "Trust me." His voice was soft and calming, the way that a good father could be assumed to sound. "This isn't what you want, it never has been and it never will be. Confusion is difficult to work through, but if you just let me help you, I can show you that it can be worked through." He rolled up his sleeve, showing several white streaks across his skin. The other was shocked. "N-no, I'm not good for anything, I'm nothing there's nothing for me." He shook his head many times, holding it in his hands after a bit. "No." "Can I touch you?" The boy who was trying to help this poor soul had approached a few paces. His voice was now quieter, more soft, and still caring. The boy at the bridge took a moment to think, then nodded his approval. The savior gently took the boy's hands delicately in his own and gently pulled the boy back. Well, less of a pull and more of a gentle suggestion. It worked and the boy stumbled down off of the edge. The boy started to cry. How could he be so weak that a boy, the same age as him, who seemed to have the same ideas and hatred toward himself as he, could keep him from stepping off? The other simply gently led him to his vehicle and took out a water bottle out of the backseat. The boy took it and looked at it suspiciously. "It's untampered, look, it's still sealed." Upon seeing this, the boy opened it and took a few sips of water. "Thank you. For the water." The savior smiled. "It's nothing much." He shrugged. "Have a phone? If you want I can put my number in and then you'll always be able to tell someone if you're having a pissy day." Surprisingly enough, the boy agreed. . They would both be around twenty.

(A ROBLOX PRESSURE READER INSERT FIC.) For reasons that still confuse you, you took the lives of nine people. In an attempt to cover your tracks, you inadvertently sentenced someone else to death. You moved on for nearly a decade. You finished college, found a good job, and even had built a circle of friends. Yes, there were still things you hadn't figured out-you still lived with your mom, for instance. It was almost enough to make you feel... happy. That was until the pounding knocks of the police shattered the illusion of peace, forcing you out of the house in cuffs. Your mother watched in horror as you confessed before the police could do so for you. "My baby, what have you done?"