[THIS IS AN OLD DRAFT. Please read the rewrite that is currently up on my profile] ............ "Look, man, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to rob the bank but I'm broke and I need the money." "If you need money, go get a job!" "I have a job!" "A real job, not blowing up the city -" "This is a real job, Stormy. It keeps you employed. I don't have to pay TAXES." ~ Super Storm is your typical superhero with stunning blonde hair and high morale. Gravel is your typical supervillain with a slight obsession over a certain someone's beautiful blonde hair and a mission he doesn't want to complete. Now let's say Gravel meets someone who uses the same shampoo as Super Storm. Let's say they bond over tennis. Let's say Gravel's sidekick isn't particularly fond of what's unfolding. Let's say this three-playered tennis match has more balls in the court than expected. Who'll win? Who'll lose? ~~ a story as told by a Supervillain (boyxboy) ••• 🏆 featured by SuperHero - the official Supers' account 🏆 featured by the official Action account 🏆 featured by Wattpad India 🏆 featured by Stories Undiscovered #1 in superhero #1 in supervillain #1 in FreeTheLGBT #1 in lgbtqIN #1 in OpenNovellaContest2019 #3 in bxb #4 in teenfiction

"Death elementals have been persecuted for years, ever since King Phil made his little announcement. So, why don't we pay him and the princes a visit. Let's give them a reason to be scared of us" Tommy is a fire elemental who looks up to his idol, the leader of the pvp arena, Technoblade. He wants nothing more than to have a chance to fight in the arena. Techno thinks that Tommy is too young to fight, so the long lost prince gives him an task that he knows he wouldn't complete. "Find my family" Tommy and his best friend Tubbo set off to search for the lost Prince and King. In the process they get caught up in a whirl wind of bloodshed and revenge. Lies are revealed, trust is broken, vengeance takes the crown, and the voices in their heads begin to shout a little bit louder. ⚠️If anyone involved in this story is uncomfortable with it. I will not hesitate to take it down. The people involved in this story are my interpretations of their online persona's. I do NOT condone the sexualising of content creators (especially minors) and there will be no traces of that in this book whatsoever. This is a lighthearted story that I am writing for fun. But again, I will take it down if I hear that a content creators is uncomfortable. This is also an original AU created by me and my friend. Do not use it without permission⚠️

For the past two years, the only dreams George has had the pleasure of having were horrible, horrible nightmares. These nightmares always had five things in common. In every one, each and every person he cared about died in an excruciatingly painful way. In every one, George was tied up, and there were lacerations all across his chest that bled but didn't hurt. In every one, there was someone cackling in the background. In every one, there was something there. Something he could never remember the details of when he woke up. And lastly, that something would always lick his wounds slowly, savoring his blood and fear before whispering a promise in his ear. "I'll see you soon, Georgie." [DREAM NOT FOUND FIC, INSPIRED BY WIZARDSTOVE'S DREAM DEMON DESIGN]