"Wholesome" the New York Times "This is just what I wanted my book's fandom to turn into" Leigh Bardugo "The best fanfiction I have ever read" you if you read this

Wilbur. Your schools psychopath, but hot. Quackity. Your schools party boy and prankster, yet still has good grades- Best friends since 3rd grade, now in their last year of high school Wilbur, every boys and girls wanted him, well most of them. Quackity, every boys and girls wanted him too, but not for him, for his body. Got drunk. Broke into a house. Snooped around. Drank even more. Danced. Swam. But ended up being a mistake. A horrible one. Keep in mind,I'm not British so some of the word are not gonna be British words if that makes sense. I'm not shipping the irl people, only their personas. High school au. British Quackity

Oh boi this one's gonna be one hell of a ride. I think I hate myself enough now to write this trash. Basically, America gets 'intoxicated' with a love curse that makes him act kinda evil and the only way to break the curse is with a true love's kiss. I'm sure you know where this is going... Warnings ~ • There will be cursing • That's pretty much it, it's gonna be short. Again tho, it's still only fluff and the cover art belongs to me.

15 boys. 15 futures. 1 winner. Technoblade, a 17 year old hitman, finds himself sucked into a game by God where 15 people fight to the death until there is 1 winner, which will be crowned as the world's NEW God. It's every man for himself - And so the question will remain: Who will be the last man standing?