"if you want to kill a god , aim for it's heart" "Why?" "Because it's fragile , like ours " He aimed , but never fired -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- Suggestive content , explicit conversations about sexual themes and attraction , panic attacks , please proceed with caution . No real names used , just George's but there's nothing I can do that .

this story is about a dear lonely man named quackity who just got out of a terrible relationship he goes off wondering around until he meets a beautiful man named Obama. he gets introduced to Thanos by Obama. Quackity loves them both but doesn't know what to do because of his ex relationship.

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I DID NOT WRITE THIS STORY! IT BELONGS TO AURORA DAWN.

What My Boredom Leads To

when you moved into central england, you never really expected big things to happen. you especially didn't expect the big streamer tommyinnit to notice you. now with new friends and a lot of new viewers, how in the world would you be able to handle it? by falling in love with the guy who started it all, of course. an x reader for non-females, males non-binary folks, and everyone in between! [ lowercase intended ] started: 1/20/2021 ended: 10/22/2021

George is a professional hunter in an organization called "Manhunt". He is not just good, he is one of the best and is therefore called to the lead in all emergencies. So one day he gets a mission to catch or kill a seemingly brilliantly good axe murderer who calls himself "Dream". However, he is very tricky and good at what he does and so George even needs a little help from comrades at some point. But it looks like Dream doesn't treat George like the others he'd just slaughtered so far, which is arousing more and more interest in George. !(this story includes smut/NSFW content, brutal descriptions and angst)! Start: October 2021, End: March 2022 (cover cr: @wiistef on twitter)

"and when i was younger... i knew a boy and a boy.. best friends with eachother... but always wished they were more..." ------------------------------------------------------------------- one day, after being ditched by his friends at lunch, Ranboo is startled by a boy eating his food alone behind the building. after that faithful day, these two teenage boys would be forever thankful of the fact that Ranboo's friends left him out to be idiots on that one day of senior year. finding friends is already hard enough, but falling in love with those friends? it really throws ya off, doesn't it? oh well. let's get this party started, i guess.

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.

Delphic (adjective): meaning deliberately obscure or ambiguous. ----------------- "Are you alright?" The voice startled them from their focus, turning suddenly to the individual in question. Having to turn their gaze up to meet striking lavender eyes, a kind and curious expression being held on their face. It was one of the endermen twins, one of the kings personal advisors. From what Y/n knew, the twins had been in the castle since childhood, holding a special place within the royal family. almost being royalty themselves. It was quite hard to tell which one it was, but the sight of a bright purple scar peaking through the thin fabric of their shirt was all thats needed to know. The story was well known within the castle walls. ---- a fan series of a few connecting one-shots about the endertwins that feature within @lilliana1125 's fantasy book series that are MCYT x readers. hope y'all enjoy