10 Bookmarked Items in Candlebearer (Pressure - Roblox)
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Sebastian Solace wasn’t a marine biologist, but he was relatively certain that goldfish weren’t on the list of species that dwelled in salt water, let alone among the ones capable of surviving the crushing depths of the deep sea.
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goldfish Sebastian pet that's lowk not actually a goldfish anymore
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"Making it to the fishy merchant's shop was always a welcome break from the horrors of the blacksite. Sure he didn't let you loiter, and he wasn't exactly nice, but as long as you didn’t mess with him he wouldn’t outright try to kill you. Not that you've noticed at least. It also helped that he was pretty easy on the eyes. As far as you were concerned, he could sit there and insult you all day long if it meant you had a safe area to sit in and ten feet of mutated fish man to ogle. You shook your head with a weak laugh. Sebastian would rather feed you to Pandemonium himself than let you hang around any longer than necessary.
Still, an Expendable could dream."
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A highly self-indulgent fic that I thought others might enjoy as well. First chapter is SFW if you just want some snarky/suggestive Sebastian interactions.
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The Hadal Blacksite is a brutal place. Miles deep underwater, you are expendable. With your past haunting your present, you fight against the odds pushed against you to get out; Entities, expendables, and a giant fish-man.
What happens when you get under this fish-man’s skin? When you push his boundaries like many fear to do?-
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You are now the property of Urbanshade. Your every movement is monitored. Cowardice, insubordination, and meddling in manners that are not relevant to you will not be tolerated. You are here because your past crimes put you behind bars. We are offering you a chance at freedom in exchange for your soul. For until we have what we want, you will not be allowed to die. You will return for future missions until we are satisfied. However, if we are dissatisfied with your performance, measures will be taken to prevent your revival.
You are expendable.
You are not expected to return.A third-person POV fic about a woman nicknamed "Bright Eyes" or "Bee" by a monster she has been told to avoid at all costs if she can. A monster who she is able to gain the trust of and befriend... and a monster who, she realizes, may be kinder at heart than any human down there with her.
And a monster who she realizes she may be willing to sacrifice everything to save, as long as it means he and the others she's grown to love will be safe.-
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“Ladies and gentlemen, the experiments of Urbanshade’s blacksite are now free. This is just the beginning of what could be a global crisis. We don’t know what’s out there now, or what these creatures will do... but one thing is clear— humans are no longer alone at the top of the food chain.”
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- Part 1 of Lemon’s Rblx fics :3
- Part 1 of Lemon’s Pressure Fics
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Meeting a few Expendables after the recent discovery from Urbanshade regarding the facility reveals a new perspective for the Reader, but it clashes with Sebastian's views.
TLDR; you make friends with Expendables and Sebastian doesn't like that you're not angry with them like he is.
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You are expednable. You are not expected to return, and this point you begin to believe you never will. You've learned some ways to die hurt way more than others, but rare that its not excrutiating. Get in, get the crystal, get out, any other research was said to be a bonus, now its a tool to help you get by. "The Saboteur" remebers you, that doesnt mean he remembers everything you've done. You wake up on the floor of the submarine for what you guess is the near thousandth time. You lay still on the cold metal, dreading having to get up for when it arrives.
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Our crimes did not matter.
We were pardoned.
Given real clothes. Escorted out.
It should’ve been over.But, I shouldve known.
I would wake up to start it all over again.
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Credits to lemonsleaf for the original fic! They’re not writing 4.5 update so ima do it myself.
In another facility, Urbanshade’s side branch Underwells is discovered. All hell breaks loose (again…)