So uhh I'm pretty much just doing this cuz I'm bored as heck, I'm not that good at imitating their personalities, idk if I'll finish this. but uhm there's no angst.. probably, but yeah, anyway, enjoy

Js lifesteal an unstable incorrect quotes CURE FOR BOREDOME :) idk im lowkey bored also the covers a random as collage I found idk what it's from but it's pretty so whatever my only writing social is wattpad so if someone reuploads thats not me :D should i make another?

This book is just random scenes that came to mind! (Mostly Flame x Wemmbu) I'll probably update this book the most out of all my books, cause I always come up with random ideas for scenes, so yeah ^^ Also, most of these mini like stories won't have a part 2 to it, but maybe some of them will. (If you couldn't already tell, I'm very easily de-motivated, so that's mainly the reason I don't update my stories much) Hope you enjoy!!!!

Two brothers move to a new college, both of them fall in love when they lay their eyes on two bestfriends, a journalist and a volleyball player. What will happen next..? #1 - mane #2 - wemmbu #1 - flame #1 - eggchan #1 - flamexwemmbu #1 - wemmbuxflame

This is just a test to see what I'm comfortable with writing and what I'm not! So this will most likely have a lot of half finished stories, which will mostly be smut... Anything I do finish will be posted on my main account though! Cover art isn't mine! All credits to the artist!

Was a month of peace worth all the blood you have shed? A question you've asked yourself more times than you would like to admit, but you still wonder all the same. Yet no matter how many times you ask, you can never seem to find an answer that you get you anything more than a headache.So when Prince Zam offers you a deal, one you take, the question shifts, and becomes something new Was a month of peace enough to rid you of all the blood you shed? Its still a question that you don't have an answer to, but this one holds more weight, and feels much more important. [[Content warnings]] - This list will be updated throughout the book Forced eating, Child abuse/neglect Death Blood Starvation War etc. Reader descsion is advised!

Cover art not mine! All credits to artist! I had tooo, I can't stick to one thing for long because I clearly can't commit to one thing at a time.. I'll still work on Bitter Sweet Rivalry more since this is just for funn but who doesn't like a catbu fic?? :D This is a Wemmbu x Flamefrags if you dislike that don't read it..

Two people. Two different lives. Two lives that should be impossible to mix together. A person classified as a royal can't be with a bandit? It's a forbidden relationship. High class with high class, low class with low class. Simple system. So then why was Wemmbu finding one of the deadliest outlaws being involved in his life? And why was Wemmbu slowly feeling a deep pull that he couldn't even explain. So then why was Flamefrags finding one of the powerful princes being involved in his life? And why was Flamefrags slowly feeling a deep pull that he couldn't even explain?

while there is plenty of wemmbu duo fics on Ao3,there's barely any on wattpad so I'm writing them myself! a bunch of injured and sick wemmbu scenarios with his duos!

Wemmbu felt exhaustion creep in like a creeper stalking him through the shadows, getting closer with every heartbeat, waiting to explode. He looked up. Flame was standing on a stone block, calm, deadly, unrelenting. Wemmbu knew he was outmatched... but getting caught wasn't an option. He refused. Maybe... maybe he could fake it again. Not the invisible knight this time - that mask was shattered the moment Flame and Parrot revealed it. He scanned his inventory. Calm. Calculating. Smirk creeping across his face. With a practiced flick, he opened his elytra and shot skyward. Ignoring the arrow that pierced it, he propelled himself as high as he could, counting rockets - ten. Ten chances to put the distance between him and the render limit, to vanish from sight. And then... he grabbed the fishing rod. The one relic left to him, rotting in his inventory since the Mafia days. He flicked it with precision. One pull, one perfect swing. And just like that, he was gone. Do you want me to do that next? Authors note: This book is not for 17 below. Due to regulations and policies, this story contains some sexual chapters. Psychological and some small self harm. Read at your own risk and don't continue if the following stated is something you don't like.