✔ - Completed Sean (his friends call him Jack) is behind on his rent. YouTube hasn't been paying as well as he had hoped, and he's been forced to take on a part-time job. He found work at the Other Side Café and Bar, as a waiter. It's usually uneventful, until one day when one particular regular walks into the diner and recognizes Jack. And not just because of his channel. -WARNING- This story contains LGBTQ+ themes and shipping. And also cursing. May contain sexual themes, but nothing graphic. If you aren't a fan of that, kindly continue on your way. (This is a Septiplier fanfiction, obviously.) I guess this is an AU? Idk, it's up to you all to decide.

Julie has always been the shy type. Her world changes when she finds wattpad, a very popular ebook community. She becomes addicted to it and even starts posting her own stories. But are friends, fans and votes all she will get from this site? Or is it possible to find love as well?

Blue vs Red, Red vs Blue. It always stayed the same of each side. Where'd they had hate against each other. No one was allowed to speak to a red. No one was allowed to speak to a blue. How can you tell? A blue has a mark on his righthand, so does a red but on his left. How did these two opposites attract? Find out in this story. :) ~ I felt warm in my chest as I stared down into those deep brown eyes. I leaned down as our lips almost brushed against each other. I'm a Blue and he's a Red I hope we'd never see each other again But My heart shines bright As he gives me light I smile As we look out in the above And finally I think I'm in love

- This story was written with no plan or base, I just wrote whatever came to mind. It is very terrible and confusing, but for those of you who enjoyed it regardless of this, thank you so much for the love and appreciation you have showed my story and I. It is appreciated a lot! TERRIBLY WRITTEN, OLD STORY OF MINE. (bear in mind, I wrote this when I was a child, so it's super cringey, and also very confusing). WARNING 1: I do NOT have schizophrenia, but at the time of writing this, I was interested in learning about it! Therefore, I did not have a full grasp of what the disorder really entailed. This story is not a good, nor accurate representation of someone with this disorder! Please do not take it seriously. This story is also not meant to offend anyone with schizophrenia! I apologize in advance. Thank you! WARNING 2: Mature scenes, strong language. Read at your own risk. I wrote this when I was a tween back in 2016, so please bear with me. it's embarrassing af lmao. ---------- I cannot believe over 100,000 people have read this......... Thank you for everything!!

(Rewritten) I looked over the destroyed city. It was just like any fictional book or film. I keep telling myself that this isnt possible. That I am in a horrible nightmare. But I looked passed that. Trapped in a horrible reality. My name is Craig Thompson. But no one ever calls me that. This is my story. My story about whats its like to be through hell. Its never easy. But what makes my story different is that I found hope. Found hope in a world of misery and despair.

Tyler comes to LA to see the guys, to save money he stays at Craig's apartment. Will their friendship stay the same or change while he visits?