"You're such a dick!" - "You are what you eat." - "What?" - "What?" - "Please don't fire me."

He knew he had no chance for it was pretty obvious.

Ethan was... not at a good place, quite honestly. Because, well, it wasn't like there was any hope for him in the future. His channel was failing, he had no friends, and the experimental gap year he had taken was... not doing the best. May as well kill himself now before everything got worse (if that was even possible). But, of course, his future was bright. Ethan just didnt know that yet. And if the entity that appeared in (what was supposed to be) his final hour had any say in this, Ethan definitely wasn't going to die tonight. He just needed hope. TW for self harm, depression, and suicide, especially in the first chapter (everything's better by the end, just be warned). Please stay safe as you read this, for both of our sakes.

Ethan comes to a struggle with his own sexuality and feelings toward his friend Mark. Things start to get weird as he notices strange behaviors start to form in Mark. Disclaimer! This is set in an AU where they do not have girlfriends, and are not canonically straight. This book is purely written for fun. Enjoy :)

Mark and Ethan have been good friends ever since Ethan moved to L.A. But over the week Mark started to get increasingly more flirtatious over the week towards Ethan. How will Ethan and Mark turn out in the end of the week. Will they be in love or will Ethan hate Mark.

a compilation of crankiplier oneshots i've written! word counts and trigger warnings are stated at the beginning of each chapter [discontinued, i've stopped writing fanfic about mark&ethan]

Ethan glared at the package of chips halfheartedly, desperately trying to keep his hands from reaching out and tearing the bag open as though his life depended on not eating the cheesy snack. He wanted them (god did he want them), but he knew he couldn't live with the repercussions. It was mildly concerning, a small part of him thought, considering he had never thought about the "repercussions " of food before. - - - - - Ethan's attitude towards his body lately has been pretty worrisome, so I decided to write a fic where that was taken to the extreme.

in which mark falls in love with his best friend during a pandemic.

Sam's been getting some weird dreams lately. At first he brushes them off as side effects from being a hunter, but then they begin to get out of hand. A little story I wrote over the weekend. Sabriel fluff and randomness, and enjoy!

After saving Gabriel -- the supposedly dead archangel -- from Abbadon's cruel grasp, Sam finds himself in a completely alternate world. Literally. He's not a Hunter. Instead, he lives alone with a dog, his brother is engaged to the angel that pulled him from Hell, and he apparently works a normal job. Oh, and not to mention Gabriel. He's there too; he's the reason they're stuck there in the first place. They can't leave until Gabriel gets enough grace back to send them to the real world, but that could be months, and if it's not obvious yet, the angel is the last person that Sam wants to see. --- I don't own Supernatural or any of the characters featured in this fic, as much as I wish I did