It was a neverending game of cat and mouse, the mouse always bring the trouble while the cat tries and stop them. But what happens if the cat manages to catch the mouse? An Awesamdude X Reader. [⚠️: this is a work of fiction. if any mcyt creator told that they're uncomfortable by this, please tell me and I'll take it down immediately. ] [⚠️: also mcyts and especially Awesamdude, istg stay away from this book]

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK ONE --- Your eyes trailed up to the balcony, taking stock of the man who was perched there, hands resting on the railing as he peered down at the crowd that had just entered the room. Broad shoulders were only accentuated by plated armor, polished to a bronze sheen. You had seen this man before, during military processions and that sort of thing. The prison warden, and one of the caesar's previous champions. Samuel. The warden of the prison underneath the colosseum.

Streaming was just one of your many comfort hobbies. You did not expect it to become your career. You never even thought it would in the first place. Until your friend group decided it would be a great idea to audition as one of the viewer teams for the Minecraft Championship.

Ellipsism (n): sadness that you'll never be able to know how history turns out 22nd century. In the barren wastelands of Earth, soldiers and survivors fought to regain the life the mecha world stole from them, desperate to live to see the future. Some want to change their fates, others want the world to end, and some just want to survive. The road to what lies ahead is determined by the choices they make, and it is up to them to decide their own future. Trigger warning before you read. - Swearing - Graphic imagery - Violence - A lot of angst This is an MCYT fanfiction. AU by Shota ( @ATiredShota ) Writers: -Ei ( @Eieave ) -Saw ( @BananaJam5 ) -Ash ( @georgeplsfindme ) -Jupiter ( @aliencentric )

▍ 𝐄𝐑𝐑Ø𝐑 ! ↳ ❪ 𝖺 𝖽𝗌𝗆𝗉 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 . . . ❫ ❛ OH DARLING LOOK HOW DIRTY YOU'VE MADE ME BECOME ❜ 🍷 ָ࣪ ۰ 🍒 › imagine being in a society in which sanity no longer exists in this world. ────── ◦'𖥸'◦ ────── 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘀 . . . the reader will be using she!her pronouns. if you are not comfy with it, please adjust and change it to your preferred pronouns !! &&. 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 humanoid au, slight yandere behavior, violence, gore, and mature content. ❛ ALTHOUGH, I KNOW WE'RE APART. YOU'RE PART OF MY HEART AND TONIGHT, YOU BELONG TO ME ❜ dsmp 𝙭 reader © hanamocha ⸝⸝ 2020 &&. art creds: @shinohahara_shirushi desc and book cover by @conyoizana.

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.

The Ballad of Technoblade Disclaimer: This story will involve blood, murder and breakups; If those topics are uncomfortable to you feel free to leave. Based of animations by Xen and Limonee on YouTube That being said raise the curtains as we tell the story of Technoblade, Y/N and Dream, that would lead to a prom massacre.