Hey so I see you stumbled upon my crappy writing? WelcOme~ btw no lemon (you know who you are) uwu Also requests are open. ( - _ - ) b Fluff, Angst, or whatever that's not smut. (Ｔ▽Ｔ) •Ranked #1 on Sanscest •Ranked #106 on Sanscest

2 different organizations, 2 different sides. The rivalry between them rises every time, every missions, every plans. Members in both places are sworn to never interact with the other side no matter what. But what if some of them break the organization's swear and secretly in love. This is my first book and I have very bad writing skill so enjoy I guess.. Also bad English warning! If you hare sanscest, get lost cause this book is NOT for you. This includes: -Errink (My first OTP) -Afterdeath -Crossmare -Kréme -Dustberry -Scifell -Kustard (Oooooh love triangle) -Horrorlust Might add more soon.

This story is about Fell Goth asking himself why does he love Fell Palette since he does time-to-time break Fell Goth's heart. What will happen to their relationship? Will they last or not?? (This is my first story that I'm writing so this isn't the best -_o;;)

only poth. swap poth fell poth classic poth pjs daycare poth ect.

A mysterious illness grips Fresh. It's after effects are... Strange. But hopefully it all turn out funky-fresh in the end! ...Right? -- Cover doesn't belong to me.

A nightmare star strucked by a cross of light A CrossMare.

Your parents left you, stranded in a parking lot. You waited by that ice cream shoppe for hours, asking strangers if they knew when your parents were going to come back, and get you. Some ignored you, some just replied with a simple "I don't know," then kept walking. Nobody bothered to help you, and you were scared, hungry, and lonely as the sun started to set, the air became colder, and people became scarce. It just so happens, that a certain robot came across your path.

"Wake up" a dark toned voice spoke. I opened my eyes, the moon bright as can be. My right eye was partly blind. I look to my left and see a figure. They were shrouded with darkness and the small shape of a crowbar in their hand. The detail that I could make out was a hat and two gold stars glistening in the moonlight upon his right shoulder....

cross had started to become more and more depressed by the day the more he saw that no one cared about him. (WARNING: in this story there will be very depressing things such as self harm!)don't own art!