just a bunch of oneshots

Tommy thought the hero vs villain system was shit, to put it simply. They used unjust punishments and called it justice. He never wanted to become a villain, the opposite, actually. He would've done anything to become a hero. Would've. Sure he helped people, but he also blew things up and robbed banks. No one got hurt. That was his rule. If he ever hurt some physically, he'd throw himself in to the heroes. He had rules. He was going to abide by them.

Streaming was just one of your many comfort hobbies. You did not expect it to become your career. You never even thought it would in the first place. Until your friend group decided it would be a great idea to audition as one of the viewer teams for the Minecraft Championship.

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐗 𝐅!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔·𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚖 𝚜𝚢𝚗·𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎-𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚘𝚛. ➵𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙚𝙛 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙖 𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙮 𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙣𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛.

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

[𝙣] 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙗𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧, 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙚𝙘𝙝. «_________________________» |•𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺•| 𝙏𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝘽𝙊𝙊𝙆_𝙏𝙒𝙊_𝙊𝙁_T͜͡H͜͡E͜͡_C͜͡L͜͡O͜͡U͜͡D͜͡_𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙎_ 𝘞𝘩𝘺'𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬... . . . 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦, 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 . . . 𝙇𝙀𝘼𝙑𝙀 ON HOLD 𝘾𝙍𝙀𝘿𝙄𝙏𝙎 𝙂𝙊 𝙏𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙄𝙎𝙏𝙎 𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺: 𝘈𝘚𝘚𝘗𝘌𝘊𝘛𝘡 & 𝘞𝘢𝘺𝘛𝘰𝘚𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤

Portentous (por-TEN-𝘵𝘶𝘴𝘴) Adjective, 1. Of or being like a portent, of momentous significance. A warning, being ominous and foreboding. Usually relating to a calamity or of apocalyptic nature. Used in foreshadowing. 2. Done in a pompously or overly solemn manner so as to impress. Y/n has been living in the blossoming country of L'manberg for a few months now. While lending her blacksmithing services to the residents of said country, she becomes close friends with its two young leaders. After it has been decided that an election will be held to solidify power and trust in the state, Wilbur Soot, the current President of L'manberg, is confident in his political charisma. Almost too much so. Y/n on the other hand holds her reservations about this election. ───── 「₪」───── This story is being crossposted by myself from AO3, so if you read it over there don't worry! It's just me wanting to share it here too :) TWs and CWs will be put before necessary chapters. Read at your own discretion. Started: 2021-05-23 Completed: 2021-08-18

DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTERS OF THE SMP ARE USED, AND NOT WHO THEY ARE IN REAL LIFE. THIS IS FICTION. Possible mature themes, always mentioned above a chapter if true. I don't accept any requests between the reader and any minor that isn't platonic. For obvious reasons.

"Because I love you And that includes Everything About you." ---------------------------- 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 October 2021