《To: Spider-Dweeb (P. Parker x Reader)》✆ 𝙿𝙹𝙾 𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚆𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 ✆
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⚡️Whores For Thor⚡️
"ᵂᵉ ᵛ ᵀʰᵒʳˢᵗʸ"
I've decided I want my life story to be told in a musical that's like super underground but is adored by a select group of people
The signing is astronomical but the show is super underfunded so there's minimal props and some actors have to play multiple kinda main characters
Thanks! It'll also make it to broadway like years down the line but no one will know unless you constantly search for reminders about the musical
Why aren't you asking Ned why he's responding to me
It's suspicious
Hell yeah!
Everyone gets front row except for Peter because he's a bitch
I'm listening to The Lightning Thief Musical and decided that that's how I want my life to be told
Yeah. My 12 year old self would be proud
My favorite superhero is that fat ass
Lol jk it's Thor, and Natasha, and
Nvm I can't choose
You're cool too I guess
Why haven't I asked that question yet
I'm a failure
I take back my previous statement. My 12 year old self would not be proud of myself
ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴏʀᴛɪʟʟᴀ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇʀsᴀᴛɪᴏɴ
You may be wondering why I have summoned you, fathor
Possibly
Ned, just say whatever you want to say
🥺
That's not why we summoned you, tho
So, Thor, hypothetically speaking
Are there other gods out there
Like idk possibly Greek gods in particular
Maybe some Roman ones as well??
No reason
Just wondering
Bitch, how did you know???
That's what we were talking about
ᴛʜᴏʀᴛɪʟʟᴀ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇʀsᴀᴛɪᴏɴ
He showed up at your house in the middle of the night? Bro do you live by people or are they
deaf
Neighbors???
So anyways I still want my life story told in musical format
If it doesn't happen, I will die
Yes
I took the Which God Are You Descended From Quiz on Rick Riordan's site and I got Poseidon
Sounds fake but ok
Of course you did
Brain child
🥺
I feel left out :(
Let's take another quiz
I feel cheated out
*Ned and I
I thought you were supposed to be a child of Athena
I took another quiz and I got Tyche
Goddess of luck for ya dumb brains
Plot twist: I'm not a child of a god, I am a god
Yeah
Weak
Well, I'm going to go get a midnight snack
So you're on your own, Peter
Don't die!
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Marvel Wild Fiction
I die! But i got reborn !? Thank god ! I promise not to sit all day infront of the computer anymore and be a responsible adult ! Wait. Why is there a museum for Captain America ?! Why is Tony Stark showing up on the TV ?! Why is there a hammer in New Mexico ?! I got reborn in the Marvel Universe ?! Spent 10 minutes to contemplate life Hey God , can i return to heaven ? P/S: A wild fanfiction of MCU ,new inexperience writer, please don't judge me grammar too much ! Also english is not my first language and even if it is i will make a shit tons of mistake anyway, but i have fix the grammar part of the early chapter ok?
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Ethereal Fighters
Vsports is the newest form of entertainment where players battle in virtual arenas. One such competitor is Knuckle who has been on a ten-year hiatus. With the help of players from the younger generation and a shady businesswoman that wants to run her own Vsports organization, would he be able to achieve the renown of the past?
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Pawns of God
Five Lines PitchJoin Mark in his fight against a God and change the game's destiny! Delve into a slow-paced story focused on the progression of the main party and the development of the world. Mark himself will be narrating his life inside the game, and to a much lesser extend outside. Guild building, economy, and strategy are the central pieces of the novel. Mark is not overpowered, he will have to build his own power through action-packed battles, trials, traumas, love, and death. Accompany him, the healer and the strategist, an agent of chaos, in the adventure of his life. Without further preamble, I will let Mark take the mic. SynopsisHi! My name is Mark. This is my story, my life as I live it day after day. I’m in my thirties, and there’s nothing I love more than playing online games. I’ve just joined the action on the newest VRMMO game, Pawns of God. An immersive experience you can play while sleeping. Of course, as a game that takes pride in its long development and technological advances, everything inside seems and feels real. Beware, this is not a game-turns-real story. I love my own world and I would detest being summoned into another one. If that ever happens, I’ll just quickly take my life and be done with it. I play with my friends, in a party of 5. We have taken several roles, but lately, I've come to love being a healer. It's my secret ambition to someday be the shotcaller. I am not overpowered. If there is any bug or exploit in the game, they are yet to be discovered. Anyhow, for a game of this scale, the company is pouring all of its resources into test servers, QA, and beta tests. I don’t expect to find any, so I’ll be playing the game just like any other person. I must say, though, I am easily distracted, as you will immediately notice once you start. I'm working on it, I promise to improve! I am no hero. Being in my 30s, my heart is too old for this shit. I wouldn’t mind being one, of course. Who hasn’t dreamt of it? Either way, I’m not doing any grand quest to save the world. Whatever the game throws to their users, I’ll be there to experience it. Most of my life, at least the interesting parts that I’ll be narrating, happen inside the game itself. Rarely, there will be some IRL (In Real Life) chapters. You’ll understand, however, that as a freelance software developer, there is not much I can entertain you with when outside the game. Did I say I love games? Well, I’m also a fan of LitRPG literature. You know, journeys of magic, relationships, personal development, items, skills, discovery… In the spirit of not overwhelming my public, I’ll condense each chapter into circa 1500 words. You might have noticed some tags over this story, let me elaborate. I like to swear. I’m not shy when it comes to cursing my enemies, friends, or even myself. When there’s blood, I tell it as I see it. And… it hurts to admit it, but I’m not a casanova. Of course, this doesn’t mean that I won’t ever find love. So, in case I do end up finding it, let’s keep my sexual options open. As for traumas, none yet, but the future is vast and unknown. Release Schedule The schedule is subject to change, particularly if enough readers end up loving it. All chapters are already written, thus there is enough freedom to modify them. Arc 1 * Chapters 1-14: Each released one day and an hour later than the previous. Starting with chapter 2 at 09:20 UTC+2 on day 1, and finishing at 21:20 UTC+2 on day 13. Elapsed: 2 weeks Total: 2 weeks * Chapters 15-30: Releases every Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday at 11:30 UTC+2. Elapsed: 5½ weeks Total: 7 weeks (1 month, 3½ weeks) * Chapters 31-49: Releases every Wednesday and Saturday at 11:30 UTC+2 Elapsed: 9½ weeks Total: 17 weeks (4 months, 1 week) All subsequent arcs will follow the same release schedule, 2/week. No hiatus will be done between arcs 1 and 2.
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What Happened to the Mouse?
Seven years ago, Maria's mother vanished, and she was taken in by her Uncle Johann, a reclusive inventor. Now she stands accused of her uncle's murder under circumstances that mirror her mother's disappearance: a locked room, a sole suspect, and a lab mouse that appeared seemingly out of nowhere. As the building is locked down, a hard-nosed federal agent launches an investigation under a cloak of secrecy. Whatever Uncle Johann's latest invention does, it's dangerous enough to be locked away forever. And if Maria can't uncover the truth, she will meet the same fate. In this interactive story, it is up to you to use your comments to study the clues, solve the riddles, and help Maria clear her name. RELEASE SCHEDULE: One 1000-2000 word chapter is released every week on Monday. When a chapter is relatively low on interaction, a second chapter may be released mid-week to compensate.
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Property Of Vittore Martinelli ✓
When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love?Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli.* * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound.""No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help.""No."I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please."Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-""Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!""Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it."He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine.* * *WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.
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Hornless
Adarra is a land ruled by a cruel minotaur empire. Kreet, the mountain kingdom, prevents vile lycan from spreading to the human cities beyond its walls. As humans and half breeds rebel, the wolf plague spreads mysteriously across the land causing chaos to run rampant. Anula survives an attack on her city, but is captured. Her people are dead or enslaved and she must survive the horror and cruelty of her captors. As a dark stain on his royal blood for his primal, blood thirsty urges, Draxz is denied the minotaur throne in favor of his younger brother Rurak. Giving in to his anger, he continues down his path of bloodshed. Aύok’s land is a wasteland, his ancient people starved of food and culture. As king of the druid elves, Aύok decides its long past time that his people claim back their land. If he fails, he and his people will perish. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I try to update at least one chapter a week.
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