Story cover for Study Session - Wilbur x Technoblade (Now a Twoshot!) by whoreofaneboy
Study Session - Wilbur x Technoblade (Now a Twoshot!)
  • WpView
    Reads 8,925
  • WpVote
    Votes 262
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
  • WpHistory
    Time 39m
  • WpView
    Reads 8,925
  • WpVote
    Votes 262
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
  • WpHistory
    Time 39m
Complete, First published Aug 18, 2020
Mature
After staying up too late studying, and having too much wine, Techno and Wilbur spend an intimate night together.
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add Study Session - Wilbur x Technoblade (Now a Twoshot!) to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
Metalocalypse: Impending Doom by GibberishFun
32 parts Ongoing
DEDICATED: to the biggest piece of shit I've ever known. A new deathmetal band has climbed the ranks, following closely behind the ever-loved Dethklok and gaining traction with each step. Rather than eliminate the rivalry, (as their 'robotic' manager Charles Ofdensen would probably normally do), he invites them to the ultimate deathmetal collab between the two bands. However, once the other band actually steps foot into Mordhaus, all plans for the album quickly crumble, as drama arises, love quarrels erupt, competition stirs, bodies of loved ones drop one by one, and everyone always seems to know more of one thing or another, than they actually let on. As well as finding themselves in strange dream-states, noticing rapid weather changes, combating against old enemies with a vengeance, and having a sense of old familiarity between the members of the two bands, whom they hadn't met before then... supposedly; not to mention a traitor living among them. Not everything is as it seems, but they need to figure it all out fast because the pressure of impending doom is hanging over everyone's heads. *Disclaimer* I do not own any of the original Metalocalypse characters or the idea behind it; only the original characters, and the storyline that does not correlate or connect with the real plot of Metalocalypse, belong to me. I am not being paid for this, this is solely for fun. Thank you. *Any alterations to the story created by anybody else is 100% non-canon, which includes different names, and any personality changes for my OCs. I started this project early 2020 on google docs and first uploaded it on wattpad/archivesofourown on 5/22-25/21. Any work I've created with another person on this story aside from my partner has been discarded and is not relevant to the story anymore, thank you.*
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
UNWANTED cover
Aot Yaoi  cover
𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫 || ᴋ. ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏ cover
zaddies | hq chatfic cover
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦. → shameless x grey's anatomy cover
Gone cover
Forced cover
Equivalent Exchange | Yandere!BNHA x Reader cover
Trollhunters: The Short Stories cover
Metalocalypse: Impending Doom cover

UNWANTED

100 parts Complete

💔 Unwanted Lisa Manoban was born into the richest and most powerful family in Thailand. Her father, Anurak Manoban, a Thai business tycoon, and her mother, Kim Soojin, a Korean heiress, built an empire that ruled every industry-oil, hotels, automobiles, entertainment, stocks, and beyond. Her elder sister, Chaeyoung Manoban, and elder brother, Bambam Manoban, were admired everywhere they went, treated like royalty. To the world, the Manoban family was untouchable. But to little Lisa, it was all empty. She would run with tiny feet to her father, pulling his hand: > "Dada... pway wif me, pwease..." And his cold voice would push her away: "Go away, Lisa. You are not important." She would tug at her sister's dress, eyes shining: > "Unnie... Lisa sit wif you?" But Chaeyoung would shove her off with disgust: "Don't call me unnie. You're not my sister." She would hug her toy and look at Bambam: > "Oppa... pway toy wif Lisa?" But he would glare and snap: "Don't bother me, Lisa. You mean nothing here." And her mother? She never even looked at her. Just silence. In a palace filled with gold, cars, and diamonds, Lisa had no love-no mama hugs, no dada kisses, no sister, no brother. Just loneliness. At night, clutching her small hands, she whispered to the sky: > "God... why nobody want Lisa? Why Lisa unwanted... even by her own famiwy?" And in this whole cruel world... did Lisa have anyone who truly wanted her in their life? ---