Basically, I just LOVE Thomas Sanders YouTube series, Sanders Sides, sooo, I am making an Ask Or Dare! I know, there are probably already some of these books (or maybe I'm the first! It depends.), but it's worth a shot... Right??? You can ask or Dare Anxiety/Virgil, Logic/Logan, Princey/Roman, Morality/Patton, Thomas, and some guests :p DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Sander Sides. Highest Rankings: #1 in ask on August 5, 2019 #1 in imag on February 3, 2020 Tank you UwU

Heyo, so the first few are older so that aren't as good as my newer ones. So you can either read from the beginning and see my progress or just skip ahead, whatever. Please send requests, I will do fluff, smut, etc. the only things I won't do is suicide and self harm.

A series of oneshots of Sasunaru. Sixth Theme: Delivery Boy.

This is not fanfic! I have Sanders Sides fanfiction but this is not one of them! A list of all nicknames the Sides have ever called each other.

Haru knows that Rin has had the hots for him for a while now and FINALLY decides to sleep with him, but he ignores him afterwards. Rin is left to wonder what exactly that night meant to Haru, and Haru is left to wonder why he decided to have sex with Rin. All the while, Haru starts crushing on his best friend Makoto. Rin doesn't like this. At all. Rin x Haru x Makoto ^-^ Prepare your feelz (THIS IS OBVIOUSLY A BOY X BOY STORY PAY NO REGARD TO THEIR GIRLY ASS NAMES CX )

"Draco and Harry were always neck and neck, you know? Malfoy and Potter?" Ron exclaimed. "Sometimes even mouth to mouth." Hermione said casually, before going back to reading her book. "Hermione!" - Draco Malfoy was flexible, to say the least. He is an acrobat and a contortionist, not to mention he does taekwondo, swimming, and skating. He also plays piano and ukulele, and he is fluent in five languages! And he loves doing what he's doing. He's literally the best guy you could meet. If he wasn't such a prat. (In the words of Ronald Weasley.) He practices everything he does in the Room of Requirement every night. It usually takes five or four hours at the least for everything, but sometimes he gets lost in the things he does. He practices aerial silk and hoop more than anything. He loves doing contortions too. Another fact about Draco is that he is so in love with Harry Potter. And Harry Potter is in love with him too, and Harry knows it because I don't feel like writing denial. What happens when Harry walks in on Draco wearing a skin-tight suit, practicing a routine on the aerial silk. And aerial hoop. And then he holds a bow and arrow with his feet and he shoots aND HE GETS BULLS-EYE- (Harry calm down dude) What happens now? Frick it, you guys already know.

A BUNCH OF ONE SHOTS THAT INCLUDE MY TWO GAY BOYS, WILL AND NICO

....isn't it obvious?...the title says it all. Enjoy!!!! Non of the pictures are mine..duh. Please give me suggestions if you have any, I will try to satisfy your fanboy/fangirl needs to the best of my abilities *smiles* I'm in the process of adding banners to all chapters, but I'm lazy, so don't worry, I'll do it....one day...=_="

Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy had more in common than one would expect from their bitter school rivalry. Neither wanted the life that was laid out or expected of them. Both had seen too many things and lost too many people to return back to the blissful ignorance they once held. They just wanted peace. And that was exactly what they found in each other. Strange events occur, causing Draco to wake up at Number 4 Privet Drive. In an unlikely twist, the two boys become infatuated in one another as the opportunity allows them to see the small things. Such as the way Potter's laugh sounds like hot chocolate on a cold night. Or Malfoy's eyes hold more secrets than anything. It's one thing to achieve happiness; it's another to keep it. There's a war going on outside after all. And secrets lose their meaning through word of tongue, so is it any surprise when their newest arrangement becomes the focal point of it all? [Heavy Slowburn] Currently 145k+ words 8.2 hours read time

'When you paint, the color isn't from the palette. You imprint your soul onto the page, and that's something to admire.'