Trouvaille: (n.) a valuable discovery, or a lucky find; something lovely discovered by chance; a windfall. ------ A tale of a slumbering god and the witch that awakens him. "... and that's when you spot the strange structure out of the corner of your eye: a temple. Stone cracking with age and moss creeping across the roof flit across your vision. You pause for just a moment, the sound of hurried footsteps and distant yelling greeting your ears. You make a decision then. A decision that you're pretty sure will end in your untimely demise, but what other choice did you have? Gravel crunches underfoot as you step into the temple of the Blood God and away from the grasp of mortal men..." ------- Technoblade x Reader (This is my first fanfic in a few years so please be kind. This is also the first x Reader I've ever written.) Cover art from @Bl3uA on Twitter. ------- TW: Mentions of Death, Death, Depictions of Violence, Swearing, Possible Mature Content Planned for Later Chapters

This is sequel to 'Paint My World'! --- "Hello." A man who seems to be in a princely attire, a mask over his face and only his emerald green eye revealed greeted Y/N as she opened her eyes. When Y/N fully opened her eyes, she saw the man who was right up in her face. "H-Hi?" She greeted. "W-Who are you and why are you so close up to my face?" "Oh, sorry." The man said as he stepped away from Y/N. He offered his hand to her which she gladfully took. Y/N looked around and asked, "Where are we?" "I dont know." The man shrugged and started walking away. "I was hoping you would know." "I actually.. have no idea." Y/N replied. --- The feeling of Deja vu is unusual, it leaves you confused and puzzled but it sometimes make you feel like your brain is trying to tell you something. Y/N who grew up very close to nature, feels the feeling of Deja vu everytime she visits the garden that is very close to her heart and the garden she grew up visiting and exploring every once in a while. Ranboo, a guy who grew up in the city, was dared to live in his grandparents' house in the countryside. He grew up around technology and the luxury of it so this is going to be a challenge for him. There, he met the shy and only neighbor of his grandparents, Y/N. They found themselves waking up in a strange and unusual place everytime they would fall in a deep slumber. There, they would meet each other but not as themselves, but as other people that they couldn't quite recognize. They dont know who each other was but they feel as if they are connected and they partake in an important role in each other's life. --- This is my second Ranboo x !fem Reader book so if you haven't read the first one which is titled Paint My World, you can read that first so you will not feel as lost! - Disclaimer: I do not write about the cc's themselves, the characters in this book are different versions of their characters in different universes :)

Y/N is a talented artist in the Kingdom of Enderia. There, a faceless prince lives and according to rumors, once you see his face, you're dead. Dead as in dead but Y/N learns that it isnt true at all. Ranboo is a prince who's face has been hidden from everyone but why? No one really knows. Ranboo has lived inside the castle walls which he sees as eerie and gloomy but once Y/N came to their castle, his world began to shine bright with colors. Will Y/N get Ranboo's trust to show him who he truely is or will their lives stay the same, Y/N being a simple artist and Ranboo living in a gloomy world? ================================ Second book poggers! I don't really have a good inspiration here and the first few chapters were pre-written at 12 am so I wasnt in the right mindset to write that time sorry lmao. - Disclaimer: I do not write about the cc's themselves, the characters in this book are different versions of their characters in different universes :)

You set your phone down when a customer walked in - a boy with fluffy brown hair and an oversized jumper. You watched him wander between the shelves for a few moments, looking sort of lost, as most boyfriends and/or husbands did when they came looking for gifts. Shame too - he was cute. Still, you walked around the counter and over to him to offer your help. You stepped up beside him next to the candles. "Hi, are you finding everything okay?" You asked. "Oh, uh." The boy jumped a little. "I'm just looking for some candles." He said. "Gonna be honest... I'm kind of lost, yeah." You laughed a little. "Would you like some help?" "Yes, thank you." He sounded relieved. You grabbed one of the shopping bags from the nearby rack and handed it to him with a smile. "So are we looking for something for the girlfriend, or mom, maybe?" "Oh, um no." He said, flushing slightly. "I just needed some candles for me, actually." Your smile widened. So no girlfriend... a interesting development.

𝗥𝗮𝗻𝗯𝗼𝗼丨"𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺."

𝗠𝗖𝗬𝗧 𝗢𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁𝘀丨"𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘬𝘺."

- you may have heard of dealing with the devil, but how about dealing with the deity? a dream xd x (fem)reader fic 💚 set in the dream smp AU (post-prison arc) if dream or anyone from the smp group find this story and are uncomfortable with it, please let me know! the last thing i'd want to do is to weird you guys out! tw: language, threats, much angst and panic attacks started: 12/10/21 finished: 12/12/21 art credit: @Lady_MagnoliaUwU

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.

24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.

"You know Austin, right?" Maddy asked. "Like Austin show Austin?" You asked in return. Maddy nodded. "Yeah, that guy. I got a DM from him today about another Love or Host, he wants me to do." "Ah." You said. It wasn't uncommon for Maddy to make an appearance on that particular show - she had been friends with Austin for a good while, and was one of his go-to's when he needed someone to participate. "Who for?" "One of those Minecraft guys, I don't know." She shrugged. "Anyway, Austin said he was short on participants, and I told him that I had a hot roommate who might be down for it, so I wanted to ask if you would consider hopping on for this one." You pursed your lips. "When is it?" "Couple days. Friday night, I think around like 7?" You pushed off the bed, going over to the corkboard that housed your entire life - sticky notes pressed into the shape of a calendar, each labeled with a number and a list of things you had to do that day. You glanced at Friday's note - mostly empty, except for a few online classes in the morning. If you wanted, you could probably do it. You looked back at Maddy. "You can tell Austin I'll do it." She perked up. "Yeah? You will?" "Yeah." You said, pulling down the sticky note for that day and writing down 'Love or Host - 7' at the bottom of the list before sticking it back up, pinning it in place. It wasn't that big of a deal really. They just needed another person to participate - and going on the Austin Show was always good publicity. "Awesome." Maddy said. "Trust me, this is going to be so fun."