this story has a lot of blood , language as well and if you don't like it please don't comment hate. Thank you

CAUTION, this is a warning. if you decide to read this for whatever reason, just please be aware of following facts: i wrote this chatfic back when i was like 15 and originally it was a whole different fandom and characters but i just had it sitting in my drafts for years and didn't want to delete it completely back then so i rewrote it to fit the dsmp fandom WITHOUT going over the basics / checking for spelling & grammar mistakes too much so, obviously, it's a complete mess and very, very cringe if you ask me i'm sorry for that, but i warned you. i really just wanna delete it, not only from my page (i hate that it's posted under & associated with my name) but the whole internet tbh but apparently some people (that are in desperate need of professional help) like it, and i know what it's like to have a story you like taken down so i'm just pretending it doesn't exist for their sake if you ever bring it up to me though, i will probably scream for any trauma or cringe attack this might give you, you're responsible yourself. ANYWAYS trying to reach her online best friend in excitement ashton typed in the wrong area code and ended up texting karl jacobs, a person she would pretty soon get close to. the writing style i used in this story is really short, slow paced & easy going so just lay back and chill while reading -swearing -no mature content -no smut enjoy reading! follow, votes and comments help a lot :)

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK TWO -- Approaching Anoitos' temple again, you opened the door, turning as you stepped inside to close it again. The door closing with a satisfying clunk, you spun back around, intending to just quickly bow your head and grab your beads without much circumstance. You were not expecting to see a man, mid-way through stuffing his face with the plate of offerings you had brought, at the altar, his eyes blown wide with panic and focused on you. You stared back at him. "I- you- what are you doing? Who are you? How-?" You turned halfway back to the door, intending to run for one of the guards. "Wait!" The man's voice drew your attention back to him, just in time to see his appearance shift slightly - like there was something behind the mirage of his skin. For a moment - the man was gone, and in his place, a living replica of the hulking gold warrior depicted in the statue took his place. Your hand dropped from the handle of the door, staring up at the god before you. Out of all the times for your prayers to be answered... and of all ways, like this... "See?" He said, shrinking back to the man you had seen before, the boyish smile you knew so well still on his face. "It's just me!" Standing before you, with crumbs of bread on his face, was Anoitos, somehow - impossibly - in the flesh.

George had always had a depressing life until he was invited to his friend's house and was dared by his friends to summon a devil. disappointingly nothing had happened until he went home. that's when things started to changed. his house felt haunted until a devil had came up to George. He made a deal with George‚ that he could wish for anything 10 times but the devil could have one favor from George as well.. which was being in a relationship with the devil. Why? Read to find out :] George: Georgenotfound Devil : Dream Friends house : Sapnaps house This story WILL most likely will have smut so be prepared and don't worry I'll put up the warnings and if any other triggers will happen I'll promise I'll put up a warning too. (Sorry about my bad spelling‚ I'll probably fix it one day) #1 Dnfsmut (9-23-21) AYOOO LETS GO

Have you ever felt like you don't belong? Like this place you're in doesn't feel right? Like you should be somewhere else entirely? This isn't right... Are you supposed to be able to fell a tree with your fists? Are you supposed to be able to pick up little blocks in place of normal items? Are the dead supposed to rise and walk the lands? Is that tall, lanky monster with glowing purple eyes that teleports around normal? Is any of this normal? This just isn't right... Should I be here? Well, at least I'm not stuck here alone. With them... it feels less like a prison. They make this place more bearable. In a world that feels anything but normal, at least they can make me feel normal. If only until we figure out if we're really where we're meant to be. Or if we're meant to escape this blocky wonderland. Cover Art created by: @Harusimp MILESTONES!!! Feb 1st: 10K reads! Feb 18: 30K!

Yey I'm making one of these have fun. Your Tom's sister. Thas all I'm giving away. Language warning cover your baby ears. For girls but dudes can read it too. This has a super satisfying ending if I do say so myself.

Secrets. Some are best hidden from the world and from other people. Although, the more secrets that build up, the angrier a person may get.

Russia finds out that he's having to share a dorm room with the one and only America, a country that's too loud, too excited, and too touchy for Russia's taste. However, America isn't as happy as he always seems, but Russia doesn't want to play therapist for the other country as he deals with issues of his own. Can the two find love together, or will they push each other away and ruin their friendship? haha wow, that sounded cheesy lol just a rusame fic thats hopefully not too cringey! :3 also there will eventually be smut i think, but rn im just trying to make it an actual story ((Also, disclaimer!!! Some of this isn't historically accurate!!!! Most of it, actually. I'm treating these countries as my own characters, how they act is in no way how I see the country as))

Y\N L\N has been abused by her parents and forced into harmful and intense training that completely drained her. Eventually, she grew quite used to the lack of care from everyone and started to train on her own, hoping to become a hero. She enters UA after years and years of training. Both Todoroki and Y\N isolated themselves at first, but can a simple touch melt his ice heart?

Y/n has had a rough life up until now, but every moment was saved by Edd and his friends. How can she ever return the favour? Eddsworld belongs to Edd Gould.