[18+ Very dark and profound themes such as suicide, drugs, philosophy, abuse, etc. that can make readers feel easily uneasy as the subjects are triggering and disturbing.] •I suggest you listen to the soundtracks above the chapters for a better experience!• Plot: A young 19 year old red haired, Tendou Satori, feels alone in his new university until he meets Ushijima Wakatoshi on his way home. Tendou is not a big fan of social interactions, but remains close to his new friend until his feelings take over. This very close friendship will lead our two favourite characters on unforgettable aesthetic night adventures, which will allow Tendou to escape reality.

THIS BOOK IS SO BAD DONT READ IT I WROTE IT SUCH A LONG TIME AGO LIKE A LONG LONG TIME AGO BEFORE I EVEN KNEW HOW TO WRITE PROPERLY Open up the book see the story of two guys who fell in love over a damn sleepover.

Once upon a time, Mark anonymously messaged Jack on kik. Jack was confused, worried, and downright terrified at first, but once he realized it was just a "secret admirer," he was calm, and eventually began to fall in love, until he found out who this mystery person was. //highest rankings: #64 in fanfiction #1 in septiplier #2 in kik//

Waking up, seeing only a bright white light. Looking around and only recognizing one object; a phone. *A Tythan Fanfic* *Warning; Depression, Suicidal thoughts, self-harm, mentions of gore and blood, Strong Language and more. *IF YOU HAVE ANY PROBLEMS WITH THESE, PLEASE BE CAREFUL AND DO NOT READ* *UNEDITED VERSION* *Project started; May 15, 2017. *Project ended; July 26, 2017. *Project Edited Started; July 29, 2017. {Currently on Message 37} *Project Edited Ended; {Highest Rankings}

They're nowhere and everywhere. Anti lives on the streets and does his dirty work at night. (GET YOUR GOD DAMN MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER!) An assassin, Dark, has been assigned the duty of killing a murderer on the loose.

4 words per chapter No smut/lemon just a cute, demonic ride of FRIENDSHIP... kinda, WARNING YOU MIGHT NEED KLEENEX Î̶̭̄ ̵͚̮̦̔̏͝f̵̲͕̣̆̾e̸̡̗̤͌̔̕l̵̯͐̐t̶͕̖̠͌̔̑ ̶̞̻̂̊͜b̸̢̡̙̑͗ȑ̵̨̜̰̄a̷̟͑́̕n̴͙̟̫̒̀͝d̷̻̐̇ ̶̫̈̓͛ͅṋ̴͓́̅ê̷̤w̶̨̞̄͝.̸͕̰͌ ̷̧̥̗͊̏ ̵͔̄ ̵̨̣͛͜ ̴̣͙͝ ̸͙͉͋̿͝ ̵̳̲͈́̔ ̵̤̲̌ͅ ̷͚͊͝ ̸̜͉̰͑̒͝ ̷̭͚̾͆ ̶̢̆ ̶̻͎̽̇ ̵̣̦̊̆̉ ̵̺̻̰̓ ̴͓̀ ̷͙͑ ̶̛̝̳͗̍ͅ ̶̼̱͋̿ͅ ̷̡̮̺̊ ̸̭̝͓͑̕ ̸̘̏͝ ̷̢̗̜̇ ̴̧̻̿̎ ̴̡͇͇̆̆ ̸̗͂̈́ ̸̰̾̈ͅ ̸̤̞̳͋͆̚ ̵̘̏͑ ̸͕̦̅͂I̷͔̩̓̑ ̴̙̇̌͜͝w̸̡̃̉͂a̴̻͑̄s̸͉͎̣͗ ̵̨͉̝͑̅͌ĉ̸͔̓̓ͅȯ̴̳͓͚m̶̮͗p̸͈̯̅̀̓l̷̯̅̈͊ē̷̜̠͠t̵̨͔͘é̵̛̼l̸͌͗ͅy̷̱̜̻͗͋ ̷̜͗͊e̷̥͝m̷̞͆p̶̩̮̠̓t̶̙̟́̃ÿ̵͙́͑́.̴̟͚̽͗͘ ̵͖̀̊ ̵̙͕̟̄ ̷͉̜̖̈́̀ ̵̦͔̩̇̑̾ ̵̘̬̣͌ ̸̲̩̊ ̸͕̂̿ͅͅ ̵͉͐͌Ṫ̶̨͗h̶̝͚̅̕ě̸͕n̵̢̦̭̂̍̋ ̷͎̐̄Í̵̹͕ ̸̲̣͐͌͑f̶̬̥͚̉o̶̥̱̰͊̇ụ̶͖͘n̵͍̟̾́̀d̴͙́͂̐ ̸̠͚̮̀̊͆h̷͍̮̚į̴̒͗̐m̴̖̦͕̓̈́̄.̴̧̛͛̇ ̶͉̈́͛ ̵̻̏͑ ̶͛͜ ̶̼̃̂ ̸̬̓ ̶̮͚̤̊ ̴̣͆ ̶͚̅ ̷̹̪̉ ̸̭̙̀ ̵͓͛͠ ̶͕̩̈ ̸̗͘ ̷͉͙͍́͂̀ ̶̢͌̋ ̵̯̈́͗̄ ̸̛̬̗̭̔̉ ̶̬̭́̓ ̸͗͗͑ͅ ̵̭̤͒͂ ̶̲̫̻́̚ ̵̯̌ ̵̳̉̂͛ ̵̨̨̲̽ ̵̛̝̥͈̍͒ ̴͇̳̅͠ ̷̜́̔ ̶͓͌ ̵̛͔͖́͘ ̷̟͚́̕ ̶̗̈ ̸̦̺̱̑̈́̌ ̶̼͖͈̄͑ ̷͓͚̍͑̒ ̷̞̬̪͐ ̷̱̊͋ ̴̡͕̀́̃ ̴͎̈́ ̵̝͔͇́̅̀ ̵̩̼̺̀̿ ̴͔̯̐ ̷̮̪̙̌̉S̵̘̲̦̅͌͌o̷̼̍m̶̦̃̿e̷̮̊͐o̵̹̼͑͑͘n̴̲͊͝e̵͈͛ ̸̱̐͠j̶̘̋̍́u̷͕̿͆̚s̶̜̆͋̆t̴̹̗͛̋̈́ ̸̥̦̜̇͒̓ĺ̶̘̊̈́͜i̶̧̼͂̏̕k̷̨̯͒̆ę̵̀̇̈́ ̴͙͇̆̕m̴̠̘̅͂̂ȇ̴̮̾.̴̲̀̽͠