Pleasesaveme Stories

Just sad tears that streamed down my face and splashed onto paper, telling my life.

YEAA welcome to my art book ig witness great chaos and shit.

"Who's texting me at a time like this?" ???: "Let's meet sometime!" "This must be some joke" is what he thought but... Could this simple message be the very thing that's turns Touya's life around? For the better or worst? What happens next is for you to read! •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• I think it's gonna be a short story maybe like, 12 chapters. But idk. I hope you enjoy what's to come! There's cover yet lol. Also there will be no smut or whatever cuz if you want that it's wattpad, the stories are almost to limitless

yall pls dont read this its like a shitpost for me and my friends😭😭😭 or do i like views 😇

You ever notice how kids who grow up in the system seem older than they are? Like they've lived a hundred lives already and are just waiting for their souls to catch up. I guess that's what happens when you don't have parents to protect you from the harsh edges of life. You grow up fast or you don't grow up at all. Me? I lost my childhood innocence by age 4. That's when I realized no one was coming back for me. Once you accept you've been abandoned, something hardens inside. You stop trusting so easy. Start looking out for number one. I had to grow up quick to survive this place. Develop a humor armor to deflect the loneliness. If I didn't crack jokes, I'd have cracked up long ago. So that's why I talk like some old soul instead of the 12 year old I supposedly am. I've seen things no kid should see. Heard cries in the night from ones with memories darker than mine. Felt the gnawing ache of an empty belly too many times. You mature quick when basic needs aren't met. This is going to sound strange, but sometimes I get the feeling I don't really exist either. Like I'm just a character in someone's story. When I try to think back before the orphanage, my memories fade like a dream. Maybe this is all just a dream. Perhaps none of this is real. There's no brick building housing forgotten kids. No chapel where the nuns pray for our souls. No dark-haired boy with a wit beyond his years. That's why I'm writing to you. If you're really out there, then I exist too. Through your eyes, I become real. That's all I ask. Believe in me, so I know I existed. Maybe then I can find a way out of this void. I hear footsteps - the nuns are coming. I've said all I can say. My only hope is that you heard me. Thank you for listening. And goodbye, dear reader. Wherever, whoever you are.

save yourself, please

Sup! This is for really no one but me; however, if you think it's fun or inspiring to watch someone slowly accomplish a goal they've been trying to complete for over a decade then feel free to join me. Comment, don't comment. Like, don't like. I'll still be here slowly trucking along. Do I know what I'll write in here? No clue. But it's more of self accountability than anything else. Badger me, don't badger me. Though the comments every few years on my various different fics do seem to do the 'Oh, I should really update that' trick so if you think that'll help, feel free. [Weekly Updates] [HIATUS; status update on 4/10/26]

This book is here in hopes that I can make you smile. Or even laugh at my randomness.

A series of crack fics featuring everyone's favourite characters

Ao3 is down, and I'm hitting withdrawal so hard I'm not even joking. I'm genuinely shaking, and I'm so scared to read any work on here, so maybe if I make my own on here, it might satisfy the craving. Back to the story... This is a short Yellowjackets test run since I have been hooked recently. So yeah, here is a iteration of what may have happened if the plane did not crash. Im never finishing this lets be real.

season 3 spoilers??? kind of???? So lemme explain- on of my old friends was watching stranger things and he finished it and so did i so then we started joking about it but then we were like "yo i think will byers is gay" because of that one scene with mike and will and mike is like "it's not my fault you don't like girls" and sO this was created. he also told me to incorporate this into it: Cast fireball rolled nat 20 in gayness factor. This will be: A mess.

do you have a character from itft that you love, but can't find any content on? -+- ... + I DO! and if you do too, this is the right place:] -+- feel free to recommend any character (except the sun) and any fluff scenario you'd like, I'll try to get to it! -----+----- stuff I WON'T write: -nsfw -gore -angst -----+----- yeah, this is an exclusively fluff thing, I just prefer writing fluff :D -+- I am a beginner writer so DON'T expect this to be good, but I hope I can at least help one of the selfshippers out there!!

a short series sunghoon is a young criminal who'd stop at nothing to commit crime and run free. his best friend however, the same best friend whose he been in love with ever since childhood, just wants him to be safe, sunghoon never heeded his warnings and concern. so began the worst two years of his life.

Two serial killers whose hearts were as dark as the night UNTIL they opened each others eyes to a whole new world. A world where love is forbidden in order to kill. Will they choose to love each other or kill? If you read the other one this one has more added to it and more of how they started liking each other then automatically loving each other.

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An Error x Ink one shot that I made because procrastination is a thing. P.S. the cover is not mine. It's reiiyuuu on Deviant Art.

Some thoughts flying through my head...

haha so many art stuff here. ik i should just add most of the pics on one page each but mehhh. enjoy this dumpster fire i'm lighting up. (this art book contains old art, and ALOT are dang ugly!)