Mequot Stories

you read through a diary or journal based off this British guy named "Mequot" and his experiences and crush during his first week of senior high school. this is NOT a crackfic, i just lack good art skills to draw a good cover. this is inspired by die of death from ROBLOX, and doawk

short intro: When MeQuot arrives at a new high school, he expects nothing more than another quiet year spent blending into the background. But everything changes when he crosses paths with Devesto, who's confident, sharp-tongued, and impossible to ignore. What begins as an unexpected friendship slowly pulls MeQuot into a world of louder hallways, unspoken glances, and tangled feelings. With whispers spreading, eyes watching, and tensions rising, MeQuot learns that some connections are too strong to hide... and too dangerous to ignore.... ⚠️ BEFORE READING THE FANFIC READ THIS: This is a fanfic, so that means nothing is CANON here Note that all the characters in the story originate from Die of Death (Mequot, Devesto, Artful, Pursuer, Killroid, Badware, Harken, Taunt, civilian). This fanfic contains a bit of pursuerful (pursuer x artful) THIS IS MY FIRST EVER FANFIC, so it's kinda cringe sorry 💔 Please read the wiki before reading this, devesto and mequot are connected to eachother but are NOT related by blood This is a COMSHIP (complex ship) (friends -> lovers) mainly focuses on devesquot (devesto x mequot) This fanfic is about the slowburn between devesto and mequot, enjoy reading ;)

This is a chatfic meaning its not canon so everything thats in this isn't true, may have some weird humor but yes. [I barely see anyone do this so I wanted to make one myself]

Devesto doesn't DO feelings. Attraction isn't his thing, until MeQuot, one of the other killers, catches his eye. || A bunch of devesquot fics I've written for oomf (she made the icon too)

simple, just short stories of you and a die of death character you enjoy

•DAY ONE: everything feels fuzzy.. some guy with gloves keeps checking on me, and a medics here now. eaugh.. i got my own room after a while. this is weird... this "thing" that we are in is called "die of death" apparently. *the rest of the page is filled with doodles of flowers.*

Mmm, Fresh meat.