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Busyhead | Technoblade by riiwriting
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"God, English majors are so lame." "This is the part where you remember that 𝘺𝘰𝘢 were an English major, Techno." "Yeah. English majors are so lame." ‫ CURRENTLY UNDERGOING EDITING ON CHAPTER 37- 41 The list of things that Teagan Kato loved was a short one, but appropriate nonetheless. It consisted of mainly two things -- video games, and literature. The first was the reason she became a Twitch streamer. The second was the reason she went to college. It just so happened that somewhere in the middle, she found something else to add to her list. ‫ *DISCLAIMER* This story was written in 2020, and is undergoing complete editing to remove certain characters. Reader discretion is advised. [book 1] [technoblade x female oc] [social media] [12/1/22- # 1 in Youtube] in memory of the man himself. teagan and i love you.
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You can't reach a desire until you face a fear. You can't face the fear until you overcome the flaw. Book Two of Her Melody<3
π•πŽπˆπ‚π„πŒπ€πˆπ‹ . 𝐭𝐞�πœπ‘π§π¨π›π₯𝐚𝐝𝐞 by yellow_cardinal
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' uh yeah , hey you got the wrong number , just thought I'd let you know ' β™‘ β™‘ β™‘ in which a wrong number call and an overly dramatic voicemail lead to unlikely friendships. dakota ivan miss-clicks when typing in her sisters phone number, and accidentally leaves the blood god himself a two minute voicemail rant. rather then pass it off, he decides to respond with one of his own.
KEEP A PLACE FOR ME // Wilbur Soot X Reader by Lillianna1125
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The door opened, and you were faced with a young man about your age. He filled the whole doorframe with his height, though he was kind of lanky looking. A few brown fluffy curls stuck out from underneath his beanie, and he wore glasses, looking down at you. "Oh, you are rather tall." You said, the words slipping out of you before you could stop yourself. You clamped your mouth shut before the rest of the thought could slip out as well - he was rather fit, too. He blinked quizzically. "Um, sorry?"