On the UU SMP, two forces define reality: the impeccable, controlling order of the LAW Nation, and the chaotic, rebellious spirit of the Mafia. At the center of this cold war are two people who can't stand each other-and can't seem to look away. Y/N is the Mafia's most disruptive asset: all brash talk, reckless actions, and zero respect for rules. She lives to break what LettuceK, the unshakable, brilliant leader of the LAW, has built. He is order personified-calculating, sarcastic, and always two steps ahead, presiding over his perfect empire from a towering obsidian podium. Their rivalry is the server's favorite sport. That is, until LettuceK crosses a line. He doesn't just catch her; he studies her. He doesn't just punish her; he teases her. With every failed heist, every clever trap, and every whispered, mocking taunt, the game shifts. What starts as a battle of wills spirals into a dangerous, high-stakes dance between control and chaos, hatred and something else-something that feels like a slow-burning fuse in the dark.

UNSTABLESMP:PrinceZam Empire Arc Manepear x Reader After being brought back to your Brother's civilization. Only to discover that the freedom you had fought so hard for was being taken away from you. And now you were being personally guarded by one of your Brother's strongest Guard. Arts and Characters(Except reader) are not mine!! Full credit to them.

The Mask, known only by his friends as Dream is a deadly assassin who has managed to hide as a peasant in a kingdom for years. Any spotting of the Mask is immediately reported to the King who sends out a search party to eliminate the criminal. However the hunt usually ends in a dead end as little is knowing about the Mask except that his targets usually are found dead without a trace of evidence to be found. No one knows what the Mask's face looks like or even what he sounds like. Little do they know, the killer is living under their noses the whole time as a humble farmer with his friends. Y/N is the Princess, the daughter of the King who swears to kill the Mask. Unlike Dream, she's almost never been outside and is bound by the wishes of her father. Somehow, Y/N a finds herself in her bedroom, standing in front of the notorious Mask with a knife pointing at her. Will Dream end up with royal blood on his hands? Or will an unlikely friendship form? ⚠️WARNINGS⚠️ Contains: Violence Detailed Gore Blood Death Swearing Cover Art by @That1artistleo on Twitter

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK THREE --- What a wonderful little secret this was though. If you hadn't been able to follow the signs you would have never found it - a real travesty. Everything you could possibly need resided here in some form or another - feverfew sprang up in little bunches from the ground, accompanied by echinacea. Gingko trees around the place offered their leaves down to you in little bundles. If you hadn't known better, you would have thought someone had planted it all here... A rustle from the bushes behind you stopped your train of thought in its track, sending a shiver of panic down your spine. Your hand withdrawing from the bundle of milk thistle it had been about to grab, you slowly turned, mind filling with all a matter of wild animals that could be lurking in this wood. A pair of soft brown eyes peered out from one of the clumps of brush, staring directly at you.

"ʜᴇʟʟᴏ ᴅᴀʀʟɪɴɢ, ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪss ᴍᴇ?" ʟɪᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴜɴғᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ ᴛᴏ ʏ/ɴ, ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀsᴛ ɪs ᴍᴇssʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴇᴛs ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀʏ ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇs ʜᴇʀ ғʀᴇᴇᴅᴏᴍ? ᴡɪʟʙᴜʀ sᴏᴏᴛ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ !ғᴇᴍ 《sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴠᴇᴍʙᴇʀ 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷》 《ғɪɴɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʏ 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟸》

"Can I tell you a secret?" he says in a hushed voice in the ill-illuminated room. "Spill," I smiled, thinking it was going to be something stupid like he peed his bed till he was six. Those were the kind of secrets we've been blurting out for the past thirty minutes as the tiredness of the late night got to us. "I'm Dream." he said in total seriousness, "Like the minecraft youtuber." I was quiet for a second before I laughed out loud.

You set your phone down when a customer walked in - a boy with fluffy brown hair and an oversized jumper. You watched him wander between the shelves for a few moments, looking sort of lost, as most boyfriends and/or husbands did when they came looking for gifts. Shame too - he was cute. Still, you walked around the counter and over to him to offer your help. You stepped up beside him next to the candles. "Hi, are you finding everything okay?" You asked. "Oh, uh." The boy jumped a little. "I'm just looking for some candles." He said. "Gonna be honest... I'm kind of lost, yeah." You laughed a little. "Would you like some help?" "Yes, thank you." He sounded relieved. You grabbed one of the shopping bags from the nearby rack and handed it to him with a smile. "So are we looking for something for the girlfriend, or mom, maybe?" "Oh, um no." He said, flushing slightly. "I just needed some candles for me, actually." Your smile widened. So no girlfriend... a interesting development.

Hello Y/N, My name is Jack Manifold and I'm a twitch streamer/youtuber (you can find me @ jackmanifoldtv). Recently I've been working on designing and getting merch for my subscribers, and I've been looking for a photographer to possibly help with a merch photoshoot so I'll have some pictures for the website. I found your page through Instagram and so far you look like you know what you're doing. I just was wondering about your price range for that sort of thing and when you would be available for a shoot? Jack Manifold (not sus) ---- Hello Jack, Thank you for the request. I took a look at your page, and I would be happy to set up a time for a shoot. The price would depend on how many hours the shoot would be, and my rate is about £100 an hour. As for availability, I am still in school, so it would have to be either in the afternoon or on the weekend if you wanted it earlier in the day. Hopefully that's not an inconvenience! Y/N (also not sus, just in case you were wondering)

You were one of the first people to arrive in the piano room - probably because your form room had been so close by. The room was empty when you walked in, so you just made your way to the back of the room, sitting down at one of the pianos near the window. There were no desks in the room besides for the teacher, only keyboards lined up in rows facing the front of the room. You set your books down under the piano, not knowing where else to put them, and sat down, fiddling with the hem of your shirt in your hands as you waited. You would have much preferred for at least the teacher to be in the room - sitting by yourself was not really what you wanted to be doing. You turned your attention to the window in the room, absently watching a couple of songbirds dart in an out of a small shrub while you waited. Hopefully someone else would get here soon and it wouldn't be so stiflingly silent- "Oh. Hello." Your head snapped back to the front of the room to see a boy standing there, hovering awkwardly just inside the door. He was rather short, and his arms wrapped around his books in a hug. You wouldn't have noticed him in the hallway if you had passed him - his height combined with brown hair and brown eyes made him the sort of person that would just blend in to a crowd. He didn't look particularly mean though, so you just tried for a smile. "That's my seat." He said, still hovering by the door.

The door opened, and you were faced with a young man about your age. He filled the whole doorframe with his height, though he was kind of lanky looking. A few brown fluffy curls stuck out from underneath his beanie, and he wore glasses, looking down at you. "Oh, you are rather tall." You said, the words slipping out of you before you could stop yourself. You clamped your mouth shut before the rest of the thought could slip out as well - he was rather fit, too. He blinked quizzically. "Um, sorry?"