a fanfic about wilbur soot | mature rating on: swearing, mental health issues, injuries, angst, sexual themes ?

The door opened, and you were faced with a young man about your age. He filled the whole doorframe with his height, though he was kind of lanky looking. A few brown fluffy curls stuck out from underneath his beanie, and he wore glasses, looking down at you. "Oh, you are rather tall." You said, the words slipping out of you before you could stop yourself. You clamped your mouth shut before the rest of the thought could slip out as well - he was rather fit, too. He blinked quizzically. "Um, sorry?"

You are admitted into a eating disorder hospital, you and your hospital mate bond over trauma. Eventually you are both released but need each other to live, how far will you both go to stay together? started: december 16, 2020 ended: march 9, 2021 -sorry if the story is shitty this is my first fanfic -sorry if the description is shitty

Hi! Quick mention! This story does contain strong themes/topics. This is a little out of my comfort zone to write and if Ranboo does not like these types of stories I can take it down! Other than that hope you enjoy <3 ranboo was tired of it all. he stood at the bridge ready to end everything.. this was until lea came his way. this story is about ranboo slowly finding himself again with lea helping him. there are some mature scenes but no smut!! (there's like 1 kiss but that's all) enjoy! TW: suicide/self harm if ranboo is uncomfortable with this i will take it down. please note: first story so sorry for any grammar mistakes.

Hello! This is my first time trying to write a story out of comfort one-shots, so please bear with me! I am well aware Ranboo is a minor, there will be no NSFW/SMUT content in this story due to that factor, also just don't sexualize real people period! - 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. Ranboo and I have known each other for a long time, but how much longer will that last when he breaks to me he's moving away? Part of me has always felt a connection to the brunette with a beaming smile that lit up the darkest of my days as if our souls were aligned, that we were meant to be together. Little did I know, there was so much more to it.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 2 --- Versailles (proper noun). The argument over the etymology of Versailles tends to privilege the Latin word 'versare', meaning "to keep turning, turn over and over", an expression used in medieval times for plowed lands, cleared lands (lands that had been repeatedly "turned over"). --- He wasn't like any endermen you had seen before - probably because he wasn't fully an enderman. He was tall like an enderman, but that was where the similarity ended. He was split down the middle - half of his skin the same inky black as the twins, the other half a radiant white. His eyes didn't match either - one blood red and the other emerald green. His hair fell in soft waves, almost obscuring his eyes at times, and he kept his head tilted down, his sharp jawline on display. He seemed timid, but that might have just been the situation - anyone behind bars would likely hang their head.

"Who knew the Stars would look so beautiful?" *_*_* "Clearly, Techno, you don't fucking understand." *_*_* "I'm sorry..." *_*_* Will delete if any of mcty's sees this. Just ask and I shall deliver. Completed! Update: Currently being rewritten on A03, it's under the same title and will follow roughly the same storyline!

only keeping up for the memories, THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING (NO LONGER UPDATING: i do not support wilbur soot)

young love doesn't last, or does it?