Bdubs's family, the clockers, own a clock shop. It's been in their family for generations. Bdubs lives with his father, mother, and his older brother Scar. Bdubs tries to stay happy and on top of things, but it's getting harder as each day, his parents seem to be arguing about everything. What to have for dinner, what to watch on TV, and even things like what color the car is. One day, two guys enter the shop. A father and son. The father, Randy, explains to Bdubs how he needs this grandfather clock fixed. He then made small talk and Bdubs found out that Randy's son, Etho, was actually going to the same high school. Would they become close friends and Etho would help him out, or will Bdubs bottle up all of his feelings forever?? Find out now! (Cover art by me!!!) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on any other site besides Wattpad, it is not mine. I only post on Wattpad.

(Original idea for story comes from Disc0St1ck, they're just letting me write the story :) Scott. A siren. Jimmy. A human. Two different worlds that somehow come together. Jimmy just started college at Orange Blossom University, a college by the beach that had their own sailing team. Jimmy didn't think much of it and hoped that it was just going to be a couple of fun years at college. Well he was wrong. Ethan, captain of the sailing team, ends up spotting something...unusual in the water. It looked like it had a fish tail and gills, but besides that it was human. Was it a human?? Was it a fish?? Or was it a siren?? Find out now! (Again, the entire idea for this story is by Disc0St1ck) (Cover art is taken by me!!!) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. If you see this story on any other site besides Wattpad, it is not mine. I only post on Wattpad.

WARNING: includes mentions of smoking, death, and cursing Oli, a guy who lost his mother from a very young age, is starting high school. He had good friends, but he was still very nervous. He only had one class with only one of his friends, every other class he would have to meet new people. Luckily, he was very extroverted and was normally able to make conversations very easily. But he got in trouble for a lot of it. Talking during class, not paying attention, all of it. But he was known as the class clown that everyone loved. Well, He was. Then there was another kid who was much better at making people laugh, and Oli was shoved to the side. The side which had another guy who was very shy and quite. They were stuck together in a project, and despite them being so different, they might end up getting along more than they thought. (Cover art is by me!) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on any other site besides Wattpad, it is not mine. I only post on Wattpad.

WARNING: this book includes blood, manipulation, cursing, and mature topics (not smut please don't think that). Feel free to click off if any of these make you uncomfortable. ~•~ Something about it was so mysterious about this cave, and I wanted to know more. I entered the cave and saw a red crystal sealed in ice. "Woah." I whispered. The crystal glowed and the ice shattered. I jumped back and fell to the ground, watching as the ice broke completely. My eyes widened and I looked at my hands. "Did I do that?" I asked, but before I could answer, I heard a guard shout for backup as they had heard the ice shattering. I quickly jumped up and stashed the crystal in my pocket before leaving. I crept to the cave the following day, putting the crystal back into the remains of the ice pillar. As I walked away, the crystal fell, causing it to break into a million pieces. I jumped at the sudden noise and stumbled backwards, my eyes widening as a black smog formed around the crystal. "No, no, no, no! Frick." I desperately tried to grab the remains of the crystal, causing one to cut my hand. "Ow! Shit." I whispered, looking at my bleeding hand. "Tch, tch, tch, poor child." A demonic voice said. I looked up and saw that the black smog had two red eyes and a wide, sick smile that was dripping with venom. "I- who are you?" I asked, backing up. "The one who can help you out of here." It said, stretching out a hand. I looked it up and down and before I could answer, its hand plunged into my heart, causing me to scream out in pain. (Cover art by me) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!!

This story is a sequel to The Night That Changed My Life. Please read that first. WARNING: this story includes character death, grief, mentions of self harm, and abusive parents. If any of this bothers you, feel free to click off. "Hello? Is this thing on?" I tapped the microphone a bit before smiling as it turned on. "Alright, hi. My name is Joel Beans; yes I know that is a weird last name, but it is what it is. I am here to tell you about my life. Some of you may have heard the big part of it, which is my husband Etho dying in a car crash only four days after our wedding. But there's a lot more to it." I started to pace around the stage a bit, holding the microphone firmly in my right hand. "There's a lot more to how we met and how our lives were. About my past, about his past...about our past. It's not all happy, and believe me when I tell you that there are some things I wish never happened, but as I said before...it is what it is." I sighed and looked down before whispering in a soft voice, "And there's nothing you can do to change that." ~•~ This story, as said above, is a sequel to The Night That Changed My Life and talks about how Joel and Etho met. This isn't an incredibly happy story. There's going to be a lot of angst, and some fluff (but not much) If you would prefer to steer away from angsty hell, I understand and hope to see you in my other stories. But if you wish to stick around, I hope you enjoy the ride :) (Cover art is not mine). This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!!

This is a sequel (or prequel) to The Powers We Have; you don't have to read that one first, but if you wanna know what happened near the end, I would suggest checking it out (this will make a lot more sense when the story's completed) WARNING: this story includes character death, trauma, mentions of blood and self-harm, and mild cursing. If any of that bothers you, feel free to click off "So what's your story?" Grian asked me as we walked into my house. "Ooooo." Scar messed with an hourglass on my table by spinning it around. "Scar, don't touch that." I said sternly and Scar grumbled. "Martyn? Why aren't you answering?" "Did you ask if you wanted water?" I asked, and Grian rolled his eyes. "I asked if you could tell us your story." "Yeah, what happened with you and Scott? And Canon?" Scar asked. I sighed and sat on the counter. "You wanna know what happened?" I asked and the two guys nodded. "Well get comfortable, it's gonna be a long story." (Cover art is not mine) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on any other site besides Wattpad, it is not mine. C̸̯̔â̴̜͗̊n̸̰̤͒͒̿ǫ̸̽̕n̴̤̼̉̚͝'̸͙̎̂͘s̵̠̳̥͌͋ ̵̹̜̉̎͋n̴̖̄̿̚͜o̶̡̩̒̆̕t̷͕̀ ̸̣̉͘͝w̶̦̫̼̾̇h̵̹͕͛̀o̵͙͆̃ ̵͚̩͝t̷̰̃h̴͕͠ȅ̵͈̪̥ỳ̵̱̼̐̈ ̴̼̤̅̾͝ṡ̸́̚͜e̸͙͙̰͆e̸͚̞͔͂̈́̎ḿ̶̟͕̉͝ͅ

This book is in celebration of me teaching 600 followers! Tysm! WARNING: this story includes character death and an abusive friend. If that bothers you, feel free to click off. "𝘎𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯...𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘪𝘨?" ... "𝘔𝘰𝘰𝘯'𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘨." - "𝘞𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘹 𝘪𝘵." "𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯?" "𝘕𝘰...𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦." "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘹𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧?" "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘴?" "...𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵." - "𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺?" "𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺!" "𝘔𝘦𝘰𝘸!" - "𝘈𝘏𝘏𝘏-" "𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨!!" "𝘐𝘮𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯!!" "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰?!?!" - "𝘜𝘨𝘩-" "𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?" "𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦?" "𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭...𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯." "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯-?" "𝘠𝘦𝘱. ...𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯." ~~•~~ The moon is getting bigger and there's no way to stop it. The Boatem gang decides to investigate, but they end up crashing on the moon and their ship breaks. Soon it's all down to them on whether or not their planet gets destroyed. Will they make it? Find out now! (Cover art is not mine, I just added the words)

Cover art is not mine. All the art in this book, including the cover, is by Falconearring on Tumblr. Go follow them The title pretty much explains what this story is about. There are two versions of this story, the old version (which I wrote back around May 2023) and the rewritten version (written July 2024). The old version is self explanatory by the title, the newer version is more about internalized homophobia and all that fun stuff. Hope you enjoy This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!!

WARNING: this story includes mentions of self harm and cursing. If any of that bothers you, feel free to click off. Error. Glitch. A mistake. That's what I am. Everything was fine. I loved my life. I had great friends, a supportive family, and a huge crush on two guys at my school. They're also my friends. Their names are Mumbo and Scar. I've been friends for them for about 3 years. Same with Timmy, Lizzie, Kisha, and Joel. Well, I've only known Joel for about a year, but he's kinda like the father of our group. I also have an older sister named Pearl, but they don't normally sit with me and my friends. Anyway, One night, I went to bed and...woke up in a black room with a giant purple eye in the center of it. I thought it was a dream, but before I could do anything, I felt ropes wrap around me and start to tare me apart. A searing pain ripped through my body as I screamed in agony, begging for it to stop. And about a second later, It did. I gasped as I fell onto the floor. I got up and turned around. My mouth fell open as I saw another version of me. They stepped back and fell into the endless darkness. I jumped after them, And landed in my bedroom. I gasped, looking at my hands, noticing a purple eye on it. I sat up, hearing my mother sing along to Taylor Swift downstairs. I saw my hand glitch for a second and something told me that what I experienced wasn't a dream. I was somehow...split in half. An error. (Cover art is made by me but I just inserted pics from online into it lol) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on any other site besides Wattpad, it is not mine. I only post on Wattpad.

!!Recognized on Scott's subathon February 2025!! ~~•~~ You know those cliche scenarios that people just dream of? Like you get on the bus and your future partner just sits down right next to you and that's how you meet. I am one of those dreamers. Grian always did call me a helpless romantic. But I have never experienced romance. I'm what I like to call invisible. Invisible is both a word and a feeling. A feeling of loneliness, of darkness, of having the world go around you without you mattering. People don't normally notice or pay any attention to me. So it's time I take things into my own hands. So now when I see something I want, I'm gonna try and go after it. Even with romance. ~ (Cover art is not mine) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on AO3 don't worry that's me posting it there :)