PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 1 --- Tacenda; pl (plural only): Things that are not to be spoken about or made public. Things that are best left unsaid. --- He was unlike anyone else you had seen before. There was a certain confidence about him that drew everyone's eye. His hair was tied back into a messy plait, but it was the color that was the most striking, a bright pink that contrasted the dark red and black of his robes. His face was mostly obscured by the mask of his people, but you could just make out the shape of his jaw and a flash of sharp teeth when he smiled. He was dangerous - but he was magnetic.

The song ended as you merged onto the highway and another familiar song started up - not by Myra but by an adjacent band to the Myracle Makers that you also liked - the Dream Team. You had found out about them through Myra's music (Spotify thought that they went together well) and you had fallen in love with a couple of their songs, and then a couple more, until you were in their top .5% of listeners. They were one of your favorite bands, and their song Florida Smile was a song for the soul. You smiled to yourself, turning up the radio. The familiar beat of the drums pumped through the speakers of your car and you began to sing along as the lead singer - he went by Dream as a stage name (like Dream's Team... haha) - began to sing. You knew all the words by heart. And you've got a Florida smile... sends my heart racing to the mark at the mile...

"You can't be serious." "If you ever set foot in the Dream SMP, or any of its surrounding countries, you will be executed." "Why keep me here? Why not just put me in that massive prison of yours?" "That prison was never built to keep you of all people. But if you keep trying my patience, I just might make you a cell." "Just go. You got what you want, I'm far from your precious country. Just leave me here and never come back." "You know I can't do that." "That blizzard outside is almost as cold as you are, Dream. You walk in here, and it's like all the warmth just disappears. One day, you'll catch a cold from that ice you've festered in your heart." "There will come a day when you, too, learn to become heartless to protect yourself." ***** What did I ever do to deserve being banished from the home I've done nothing but love, to a place nearly as cold as the masked man forcing me to stay here?

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.

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 ❝𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞?❞ ❝𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬❞ PS. this is a very old book and i hate how its written but i do not have the energy to re-write the damn thing so you will all suffer with me ────── 𝑒𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑡 ❪ 𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐱 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐢𝐝!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ©2021 ❫ ❪ started: 16.01.2021,, finished: 25.11.2021 ❫

७ ‧₊˚ 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 their relationship was wrong, but isn't that the fun in it? 〖 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝟣.𝟤𝟧.𝟤𝟣 〗 〖 𝗌𝖺𝗉𝗇𝖺𝗉 𝗑 𝗈𝖼 〗 〖 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟣 © 〗

Y/N L/N: youtuber and twitch streamer often makes reddit videos with her friends. However, it's only at vidcon that she's able to meet them all in one place for the first time in the form of badly written fanfiction #1 in discord 7/16/19 i rewrote this book in July which is why the first few chapters have (improved) in the title and why the cover says groupchat when the story is called vidcon. The original plot was trash. Quackity x reader Started: 6/24/2019 Ended: 8/4/2019

To her viewers Tate was a bubbly, soft, and genuinely happy girl. She never let her facade down, she didn't crave pity, and she definitely did not crave sympathy. She wanted to be the person her viewers thought they could come to to talk about their problems, not hers. So everyday she acts. That was until she met him. Started- 11/15/2020 Completed- 4/8/2021

"𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦?" 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴, 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳. . . . "𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵." 𝘏𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘸𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Y/N lived alone in a vast tundra. Not that she was forced to live there, but she lived there by choice. They never really liked the idea of living with people or governments. However, it did get a bit lonely, even with her gentle malamute. That is, until one day, she finds something- no, someone, wondering around on her territory. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Started: 11:37 AM 4/12/21 Ended: 12/23/22 Ranks: a few Enjoy~!

𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 : 𝟭𝟬𝘁𝗵 𝗳𝗲𝗯𝗿𝘂𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭 𝗽𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 : 𝟭𝟰𝘁𝗵 𝗳𝗲𝗯𝗿𝘂𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 : 𝟭𝟬𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝗲𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟮 𝙨𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙖 // 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚