Word Count: 44.3k+ Min Seok had a bittersweet past that he intended to move away from, to finally live his own life. Though he was in his last year of High School he still managed to finally afford his own apartment. Though he doesn't have a great attendance score in school this year. Min Seok wanted to become a writer and was trying to achieve this, but luck was never on his side. What will happen when Seok is forced into a world were people biggest desires turn them into monsters. Will he survive? Gain new relationships? That's for Seok to find out through this seemingly now apocalyptic world. (Sorry I suck at blurbs. I would appreciate if you gave this story a try and read it) ---- This is a male oc x ?? You can also imagine it as yourself and replace Seok's name with yours if you want :) This is a Fanfic of the amazing Sweet home. It will be based aground the Netflix adaptation not the webtoon. Tw- This includes gore like themes, violence and other themes. I hope everyone enjoys this fanfic. Also if you notice grammar mistakes please point them out and I'll fix them :) Disclaimer- I do not own Sweet home all right to the original owners and such. I only own the slight plot changes I make and my oc.

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘺 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 【 The Vampire Diaries Season 1 - tbd】 ＤＩＳＣＬＡＩＭＥＲ 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙑𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝘿𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨/ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙊𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙨/ 𝙇𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙐𝙣𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙜𝙤 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙𝙨, 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙨.𝙄 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙊𝘾'𝙨 𝘼𝙐 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨/𝙣𝙤𝙣-𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵? 𝘼 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙖𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝. 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘢𝘵. In which the Salvatore brothers find out they have a nephew none of them knew about... how will that change the course of events? 𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴: #3 in warlock #1 in tvdfanfic 30/03/2023 ＤＩＳＣＬＡＩＭＥＲ! 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙑𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝘿𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨/ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙊𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙨/ 𝙇𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙐𝙣𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙜𝙤 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙𝙨, 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙨.𝙄 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙊𝘾'𝙨 𝘼𝙐 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨/𝙣𝙤𝙣-𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚.

Being a loner in high school with zero friends absolutely sucks. It couldn't possibly get any worse... Right? Well, a visit to a haunted house for a school project just did. And now, nights just got a whole lot more messed up. All of this was just supposed to be a school project... Original Story/Webtoon: "School Bus Graveyard" By lilredbeany.

Xavier Leitner just moved from his home in Austria to England. A new change of scenery and maybe new inspiration for his books and art pieces. What he didn't expect was to be neighbors with a high functioning sociopath and his sidekick who make his life even crazier. All Xavier wanted to do was write a new book and maybe create new art not whatever in the hell this is. Or A detective that claimed emotions were not valuable falls in love with his new neighbor. Sherlock x maleoc

On one oh so normal day at the Sakamaki manor a little pitter patter of light footsteps could be heard running up to the front door. Two knocks could be heard but there was no answer, "maybe Daddy's aren't home Lammy. Mommy said they lived here I'll just wait here" Complete Diabolik lovers doesn't belong to me neither the art

When a small boy is found abandoned in the woods the local vampire knew he had to look after him and take him back to his house. A small child is thrown into a world full of vampires and wolves just wanting a family for himself "Why they leave?" The one question the little boy kept asking. "I pwomise me be good" "let me come home please" The hopeless words spilled out his mouth as he shivered where he sat. Chapters uploaded weekly mostly Diabolik lovers doesn't belong to me I hope you enjoy

After nearly dying in the 1963, Lucas is turned into a vampire and brought to live with the powerful Volturi. But Luca is different-he has the rare ability to change his age. Most of the Volturi see him as a weak and a waste. But Aro saw something special. Taken in by the king, Lucas finds a new home, a new family, and a strange kind of peace in the castle. But as time passes, Lucas starts to wonder what it means to truly belong-and if he's being protected, or controlled by those who are closest to him.

"Jesus Christ..." he muttered, swallowing hard. He reached out tentatively, his gloved fingers brushing against the infant's cheek. It was ice-cold. The baby's chest rose and fell faintly, each breath a Herculean effort. Beneath the child, the tarp was damp-not with water, but something metallic-smelling and sticky. Blood? Ramirez's stomach twisted. "Dispatch," he whispered hoarsely into his radio, forcing his voice steady. "Officer Ramirez, 9th and Mercer. I need an ambulance. I found an infant. Abandoned. Possible injury." . . "They found a baby in Gotham," Bruce finally said. "Abandoned in an alley. They ran a DNA test... and it matched you." Dick froze, the world around him suddenly quiet, as if the city itself held its breath. "What?" he said sharply, disbelief washing over him. "That's impossible."