THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK TWO -- Approaching Anoitos' temple again, you opened the door, turning as you stepped inside to close it again. The door closing with a satisfying clunk, you spun back around, intending to just quickly bow your head and grab your beads without much circumstance. You were not expecting to see a man, mid-way through stuffing his face with the plate of offerings you had brought, at the altar, his eyes blown wide with panic and focused on you. You stared back at him. "I- you- what are you doing? Who are you? How-?" You turned halfway back to the door, intending to run for one of the guards. "Wait!" The man's voice drew your attention back to him, just in time to see his appearance shift slightly - like there was something behind the mirage of his skin. For a moment - the man was gone, and in his place, a living replica of the hulking gold warrior depicted in the statue took his place. Your hand dropped from the handle of the door, staring up at the god before you. Out of all the times for your prayers to be answered... and of all ways, like this... "See?" He said, shrinking back to the man you had seen before, the boyish smile you knew so well still on his face. "It's just me!" Standing before you, with crumbs of bread on his face, was Anoitos, somehow - impossibly - in the flesh.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK ONE --- Your eyes trailed up to the balcony, taking stock of the man who was perched there, hands resting on the railing as he peered down at the crowd that had just entered the room. Broad shoulders were only accentuated by plated armor, polished to a bronze sheen. You had seen this man before, during military processions and that sort of thing. The prison warden, and one of the caesar's previous champions. Samuel. The warden of the prison underneath the colosseum.

in which khai ghosts the guy she loves for like no real reason? but we vibe

"𝑵𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔" 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎, 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔, 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎? 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔?

"I would capture all of the stars for you" "How would I keep them? There are so many" "Id put them in a jar and lable it "jar of stars for my one and only" so you could keep them forever" A daddys girl who loves space and a mammas boy who loves red stone in minecraft. both afraid to show there face to the world. will they fall in love? read to find out!

"No! No calling! I have... A lisp! A really bad one!" ---------------------------- For any minors that may read idc if you're 5 or 15, my fanfiction is not realistic and I do not encourage anyone to go out and do anything that happens within the pages of my content -Started August 2021

(Continuing for @exposerosee ) Who knew that happiness could come from a rainy evening at a grocery store? Little did Corpse know that it's trip would change his life forever. The best things in life are unexpected..right? But how long can Corpse hide this huge secret from everyone?

Dream has never seen George's soulmark. George has never seen Dream's soulmark. And yet, here they are. --- "He only doesn't wanna show you guys because it's on his ass." "Dream!" George lights up like a Christmas tree before registering what he said and rolling his eyes with a smile, "and that's not true." "It is, it really is," Dream says earnestly, "I can confirm." --- cover art by @snowfl_exe on twt

ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇᴏʀɢᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ sᴛʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ, ɴʏᴏᴛᴄᴘʜɪʟɪǫ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴅs ᴛᴏ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ. ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏ'ᴀʟʟ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇʜᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗻𝗮𝗻𝗰𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗹𝘆 𝗲𝘁𝗰. (𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗼𝗳 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿)

Hey it's me again, my 4th story!!! Here's the rundown if you're new. Female reader btw ____________ Y/n helps teach a cute boy with his homework. And her knowing sign language gives her the upper hand in this friendship, or more. Well come and find out!! ___________ No smut they are minors No unwanted shipping (Tommyxtubbo) No offensive or racist comments!! _________ TW// Bullying Abuse Depression Blah blah you get the deal Now join me, as I steal your genders while writing your daily dose of simp material. I maybe dyslexic but I'm one heck of a writer ;)