Who's gonna pick up the spiders? Be the candy underneath my eyelids? Gonna tell me that I'm too far gone, and I should go home? ____ Based of the song "spiders" by Easy Life Art cover by me! Tw//sensitive topics & nsfw ; In no way is this shipping irl, it's based on their personas.

Just a bunch of oneshots with ineffable husbands and a pinch of ineffable bureaucracy. Contains: Fluff Angst Maybe a smutshot or two Some crack And lots of Ineffable husbands *FINISHED*

DDLC Girlfriend Scenarios Includes Characters Such As: -Sayori -Monika -Natsuki -Yuri (Cover art is not mine)

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.

. A dream x sapnap fic . Keep in mind I am shipping the mc characters they play as, not the people irl . There will be angst, but TW's (Trigger Warnings) will be put in the chapters including anything that could be triggering . This is set in the minecraft universe, not in the real world --- Nick is a prince. Yet, he always felt trapped. His home life wasn't great, and along with that, he was rarely ever aloud outside. And, naturally, he got sick of it. So, he runs. And he runs far, far away. The one good thing about rarely being aloud out is nobody recognising him, until his parents put out a reward for the missing prince, giving a full description. --- . Majorly inspired by the fic 'Crossing Paths' written by @VonsCorpse !! . Cover art by @umbra.png on instagram !!

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 3 --- Hiraeth (Welsh pronunciation: [hɪraɨ̯θ, hiːrai̯θ]) is a Welsh word for longing or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that no longer exists or never was. A deep and irrational bond felt with a time, era, place or person. --- You were close enough that you could see the crew scurrying about on deck now. They looked as ragged as the ship - no sense of unity about them other than that they were all standing on deck together, swords brandished as you approached. You scanned over them and felt suddenly grateful for your sailing uniform - some of those pirates didn't even have shoes. Simon strode the deck, scanning through the ranks for the captain of the Ghost. You had been given some indication as to what she looked like, but when she parted herself from the ranks of her crew, you weren't quite ready for what she actually looked like. They didn't do her justice on the wanted posters back home. She was short, but powerfully built. You could see ram horns sticking out from underneath her extravagant hat, and her coat was a bright blood red - the gold trim faded somewhat. You were most focused on her hair though - pure white and absolutely massive, it looked like a cloud around her head. Stern eyes finished the look, and you couldn't help but be a little bit entranced - this was the kind of person that people were scared to make eye contact with. Simon didn't seem all that frightened when he came to stand on the edge of your own deck, facing her over the narrow strip of sea that separated you - and you were grateful. If you were captain, you didn't know if you would be able to look her in the eye.

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...

sapnap wishes he could burn his school down and forget about his teachers, his problems, and that stupid shithead blondie. sapnap x punz high school au ~~~ tw: drug and alcohol use, swearing, sexual content no warnings in chapters. ♡ spotify playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2RRxpju0zJyQbnGZrPIXZb?si=LwuEqOApTEmFbyu1uIguIQ&dl_branch=1 word count: 39915

[ COMPLETED] Keith's jaw dropped as his heart stopped. The electricity flowing through him felt like static as he turned to Lance. Lance's arms were around him quick, pulling him close and lifting him up. Keith saw Lance spin him around but he couldn't feel it. He was numb. He felt like he was watching it happen from someone else's point of view. He saw how deep Lance's eyes were and how wide his smile was. Keith ran his hands through Lance's hair, trying to capture this moment forever. He couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled out of him. He was so happy, and felt so warm and numb. The moment was surreal, just him and Lance. ... Keith and Lance have been "friends" since high school, but everyone sees them more as rivals. They can't stand to be around each other, but when their jobs bring them closer together, Keith sees Lance in a different way and Lance starts feelings things other than anger. {Cover done by my wonderful friend Avie, @damnallgoodnamesgone check out her work!}

Tommy had been passed down from household to household, foster parent to foster parent since he was 4. He never found anywhere where he could be himself until...