Basics; • Cover Art not by me, hopefully a place holder if I ever make a proper cover- • Slow Burn (Like you won't see Sebby till a few chapters in 🙏😔) • Gender neutral (even the insults, if spice is added there will be 2 same/different chaps [labeled]. Sebs you pan-icon) • Harsh Cursing/Insults • Writing; Italics: Thoughts, Bold: Speaking, Mainly 2nd person writing (you, yourself) 🍋 lvl - ★★☆☆☆ [TBA] [Posting whenever I finish a new chapter in the list of premade chapters] Description; You're an expendable, one in a group of 4. Nichole a sweet skiddish girl who seems like the worst thing she did was accidentally shoplift. Jeff an off putting white dude who seems to be too calm for anything. Dom who is just plainly pissed off about anything for his older age. And of course our favorite man of the hour... Mr... You all are here for one reason, the crystal. The plan is to get all the documents you can and leave all alive. But what happens when that plan goes awry? What happens when somebody's else's plans take over? And what happens when you make your own plans on top of it all? What the fuck did you get yourself into??? Basics but spoils; • Non-con • Character Death (it's a pressure book ofc there's death >=>) • Lore/Game accurate timelines (as much as possible when it comes to rooms and areas) [TBA]

It's been too long since I've posted, so here's hoping I'm not rusty. Enjoy! Or don't, your choice as always

You are the 'thought to have been dead' daughter of Mr. Shade, the CEO of Urban Shade. He violently killed your mother and almost you but you were able to barely escape. Hearing bits and pieces of his story, you hope to aid Sebastian in bringing him back to the surface, and defeat your father once and for all. 🔞 Will be labeled with a lemon 🍋🥰❤️ Thank you for taking the time to read this story 🥺💝

You were an artist - a person who knew how to tell a story with your body. Muscles and limbs stretched, moved and rocked like the waves of the ocean. When you're put into a situation where your talent, your agility, is a skill to survive, you use it. The Hadal Blacksite is not kind to any living organisms down there, connections and seeing people as skill sets are necessary for your own survival. But what if he wasn't just an asset for you and your team down in the ocean's depths? Maybe you'd come to love Sebastian Solace's snarky attitude, it being something you look forward to in the darkness of it all. This work is cross published btw :)

I probably write these when i'm bored lol

You were new to your job, tasked with studying anomalies and caring for the creatures that didn't immediately attack when approached. You loved your work and held no ill feelings toward Urbenshade-after all, they protected humanity by capturing the dangerous anomalies and creatures that could wreak havoc in the human world. But everything changed when you met Z-13, known as Sebastian Solace-a human mutated by Urbenshade into a monstrous, over three-meter-tall sea creature hybrid. He despised everyone and everything... until he met you. For the first time, someone treated him like a human being-acknowledging his emotions and showing him a kindness he hadn't felt since being trapped in this nightmare. What happens when a mutated fishman's gaze lingers longer than it should-watching, waiting, never quite letting go? When his presence becomes an unshakable shadow at your side, blurring the line between protection and possession? And when the quiet moments between you begin to hum with a tension that neither of you fully understands, the boundary between care and something far more consuming starts to fade.

[marked as mature for language, a (1) graphic description of sex, and mentions of violence and death. not intended for readers under 18.] There was a kinship you had with Sebastian, from being unfairly convicted to loneliness. Finally he could be seen as he wanted to be. Human. く⁠コ⁠:⁠彡 21600 words #1 in robloxpressure - 1/30/25 #1 in theythem - 2/5/25 #1 in sebastian - 2/8/25 #1 in pressure - 2/18/25 #1 in sebastiansolace - 3/14/25 #1 in sebastianpressure - 3/22/25