the fight with the law is finish... both him and Flame have defeated the 1000 players LettuceK brought and at some point Wemmbu have enjoyed fighting alongside FlameFrags. but the fight also have cause a toll in his mental and physical well being... As he look at the aftermath of the battle, he can feel it. he heared a potion breaking behind him... Really. He knew Flame will not stop until he gave him a rematch...but something told him. In his gut. his psyche. in his subconsciousness that he have to rest. that he need to take a breather. he have been seeing flashes he doesn't recognize and Wemmbu knew his mind didn't like it. pushing it down harder. But the control of that unknown part he didn't want to acknowledge is starting to crack and it is only a matter of time for that control to shatter. and something in him tell him that he wouldn't like it one bit. or what if Wemmbu's memories of some distant past started to surface and come crawling and opening wounds that causes his mind to lock those in the surface. author's note: this is only a fanfic and isn't a cannon event, though bits and pieces are. the ship on this story is FlameFrags x Wemmbu. this is my shipping only and isn't true on the actual lore of the Unstable smp. i hope all of you like it. This story was initially supposed to be posted in 'Archive of our own' but since i don't have an account there. i opted to post it here. ps: there are little story in here that is FlameFrags x Wemmbu centic so i made my own. Also! I update every 5 to 7 days and upload 2 chapters.

Procellosa: latin, meaning storm. Clay huff, well known mafia leader, known for his fathers legacy of being the most brutal and morbid mafia ever to man kind. He was always swarmed with reporters when out in public, but he always had a wall of men protecting him. George davidson, A rather famous storm chaser. He was best known for his raw footage of storms, he risks his life every time he goes out and chases a said storm. He goes above and beyond, getting inside the storms, being right along the walls of the deadly disaster. When these two men got caught in the eye of a storm, clay was speeding down the road, zigzagging through cars and then there was george. He was trapped on the road, being pinned by a fallen telephone pole that landed on his leg. - okay i don't usually do this because most of my story's are graphic and describe things people don't dare to imagine, but, this story will contain actions and events that go above and beyond your simple TW warning. In the chapters thirty five and thirty six, it will have graphic descriptions of a high school shooting. In following chapters there may be mentions of it, and i understand if that is to much for you or any other reader who comes across this story. Much love, Cupid. - HUGE THANKS TO JU1CE FOR THE COVER!!!! English isn't my first language so bare with me plz 4-18-23- #4 IN DNF HOLY FUCK 5-7-23- #1 in georgewastaken

SEQUEL TO LOVING A VILLAIN There were sparks when we met, but not the kind that you would think. One look at him quite literally knocked me out. Seriously. I was unconscious. He was not some shining hero on a white horse, who swooped in and saved the day. No he put the Hero's head through a wall and laughed. Overall, he and I are a complete shit show. Complete. Shit show. He isn't nice. Or kind. Or hell, even legally decent. And he sure as hell isn't sane. Through all his shitty qualities, the villainous attitude, and even all the multiple attempts on my life. I fell for the villain of the century. My damn luck. Blue Doom. But did we get the semi-happy ending? Or at least the one you're suppose to get when you end up with the villain of the story. But no. I get the short stick. He's nothing I ever imagined, but everything I'll ever need. I already fell in love with the villain, now its time for me to save his crazy ass.