[ Technoblade x fem!reader ] Princess (Y/N) has been lucky enough to be the younger sibling her entire life. Never having to marry for the sake of politics. She planned to marry someone she loved and work along her sister to do what was best for her dimension. She had never expected to have her sister to give her hand in marriage to the brooding Piglin Prince of the Nether, but now that she had, (Y/N) was in for quite the adventure. Fanart on cover done by EtceteraArt on Twitter! #1 in Technoblade

𝓐 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕕𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟, 𝕒 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕒 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕚𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙. ◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈ "𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣?" "𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕗𝕖." ◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈ Technoblade x Reader ◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈ I'm so sorry to the people who know me and are reading this. Please feel free to print, translate, and share this story to others. It's meant to be shared ❤️

You found him, his back against the thrones arm rest and his legs draped over the other. The light shone directly on him. He held an old looking guitar in his arms, his hand strumming along as he hummed a soft tune. You tilted your head as you quietly listened in, completely forgetting the reason why you were looking for Lord Wilbur in the first place. You could doze off to his calm melody, it was nice. You closed your eyes as you blocked out noise other than Wilburs strumming. You could've stayed there forever just listening to him. You actually began to doze off, causing you to jump a little. As you did the sound of your potions clinked together which got the attention of Lord Wilbur. Your eyes met with his dark brown ones. "Lady Y/n?" He questioned.

⚠ Cover Art Isn't Mine ⚠(I wish it was though like, DAMN! talent!!! When Mumbo Jumbo died unexpectedly his best friend, Grian, never recovered. He'd locked himself in his house and hasn't left it for six entire months. All the other hermits were worried sick about him, and the only one who hadn't given up, hadn't lost hope, was Scar. He still showed up at Grian's door every single day. Could Scar save Grian from the massive hole he'd dug for himself, or had he gone too far to come back? Total word count: 47, 172 Started: July 22, 2022 Ended: August 24, 2022 This is offiacially on AO3 under the same name! I also have the same name on AO3 :)

"a dnf (dream not found) fanfic about two boys in different times that will definitely leave you sobbing" Originally written by astronomika

Bad, Sapnap, Dream and George made a decision to live together. All through ups and downs, they stick together even when things take turns for the worst. story contains themes of - - nsfw -self harm -abusive relationships -suicide -alcohol -bad eating habits

George is a detective who was transferred to America to find the notorious serial killer, Dream. He is challenged with facing a busy work life with twists and turns. When surprises and lies are shoved at him, George does everything he can to stay alive... And when he meets a mysterious man, he can't help but feel safe, but should he trust this stranger or his gut? Detective/serial killer au :) Possible TW: Murder Death Swearing Violence Gore Tiny mention of vomiting Sort of panic attack, idrk Mention of suicide/self harm, but only if you squint I do NOT take credit for the cover art! Artist: taxolotl_ on Instagram Best rankings: 7/30/2021 - #3 in Georgewastaken! 8/20/2021 - #1 in happyending!! 9/4/2021 - #5 in dream!! 9/13/2021 - #1 in shipping!

Y/N is best friends with Tommyinnit. Once she is introduced to Wilbur Soot her life changes drastically. But a mad ex and family troubles may cause a bumpy relationship.

Wilbur Soot is a massive prick, and you're just getting paid. Well, he can be nice sometimes. gender neutral :) enjoy!!

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.