Pleasesaveme Stories

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

"I will consume your damn vacuums and digest them" - Y/N When Michael Jackson of all people shows up at your home in an attempt to sell you a Vacuum cleaner what will happen? How will it turn out? WARNING THIS STORY IS NOT SERIOUS IN ANY CAPACITY

In the most normal way this is a kind of genshin/honkai sort of fanfic with my ocs because this is wattpad and no one will find this :D If my friends find this no you didn't

If you don't know what to do with your life, I have just the thing you need. You probably shouldn't use any of this.

*ೃ༄𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗽𝗮 𝗶𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀*ೃ༄ .ೃ࿐𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑎 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐 𝐷𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑝𝑎 𝐺𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑤𝘩𝑜 𝑖𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑠𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠!.ೃ࿐ ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑴𝑬𝑹: 𝑵𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒉𝒆˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

A series of crack fics featuring everyone's favourite characters

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.

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!!

MORE DUMPSTER FIRE I'M LIGHTING UP YAYAYAYAYAYAYA (this art book contains old art, and some are pretty ugly!)

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.

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.

headcannons book 2 electric boogaloo I'll update it for real this time

crankthatfrank needs to be stoped

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

𝐀 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲,𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧,𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰,𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐧𝐠. 𝐈𝐭𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬,𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐨𝐟.

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]

When a teenage boy comes to a new private school and it turns out to be full of unordinary kids, he's in bad luck. 14 year old Jacob is just an ordinary teenage boy who comes to Supeburg Middle School. Every single student there that he's bumped into, they've had something unique about them. part animal, super power, you name it. A trio of popular kids started picking on him, but one day it stopped. It turns out a nerdy girl named Tara had just came to the school, and it was Jacob's chance to befriend someone

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.