《Nightmare | Dream ✔️》𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗
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We had eaten at the Pizza Hut and I was in complete awe at how much the three boys could eat. We had met up with George who I gave a hug because we had been friends for a while but never got to meet up.
"I'm going to go get a drink," I say standing up from our table and look at the boys who's eyes travel to me. "Anyone want anything?" I ask and they look at their food before shaking their heads no. Works for me, less things to carry back.
"I'll come with you," Clay gets up as well. I see both Will and George grin a little before going back to talking to each other about random things.
"Ok," I smile happily and he joins my side as I skip to the front of the restaurant. We had decided to sit in the back of the restaurant due to the fact that fans may think that we would actually show up. Luckily for both me and Dream due to the fact that neither of us had shown our faces on the internet we couldn't be picked out that easily. "What should I get?" I ask looking over my shoulder at the very tall male who is looking at the menu.
"Cherry Cola?" He suggests looming down at me and I giggle.
"Tommy would be in awe," I state because Tommy loved Cola and drank it in every single on one of his streams no matter what he was supposed to be doing. I order the drink as we wait a little, joking around until the lady hands me my cup. I pull out my card but Clay beats me to it.
"Let me pay," He says with a bright smile.
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"Uh, ok." I say a little hesitantly because I feel bad for him paying for me. I watch as he pays for me and gives me a smaller before we turn back to go back to the others. "Where did they go?" I ask lightly when I see that both George and Will are gone. They had taken their jackets and pretty much everything with them except for Clay and my jackets.
"What do you mean?" He asks, looking away from the drink that he had ordered for himself.
"We've been abandoned," I giggle a little because I can't believe Will won't let me go on a walk with him past seven yet he will leave me with Clay. "What you want to do?" I ask, going back to get my jacket. I wrap it around myself with Clay following my actions and we both put our masks on. We just have to wear the masks until we get outside which is only a few steps away from the counter.
"I don't know it's up to you." Clay shrugs and I remember that he hasn't been around her before.
"Let's go the park," I decide because even though it's cold, I love the park. It's such a beautiful place and Will had recorded some of his music videos there with me and a few people in the background.
"Ok," Clay agrees with me and we leave the building. When I take my mask off outside a cold puff of air leaves my mouth and I laugh a little. Clay seems amused as I do it again. I think it's funny how fast he was able to adapt to the cold weather since he is from Florida but it works for me.
"Come on," I grin, running ahead of him which he follows after me. He is taller then me by at least a foot but I still can keep a small distance between the two of us thanks to the fact that I used to play football.
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When we get to the park I spin around in the sunlight, feeling it's warmth on my face. It's been a while since I've been out of the house due to quarantine and all.
"Wow," I hear Clay say lightly and I give him a smile before rushing off the the waterside. My eyes soften some more when I see a family of ducks floating across the water.
"Come here, look." I call for Clay over my shoulder and he seems confused but comes over nonetheless. "Duckies." I smile happily, pointing to the family. Clay rests his arms on the ledge that separates us from the animals.
"Do we have bread?" Clay asks and I look at him. His eyes move from the beautiful water to me with a bright smile on me.
"Feeding bread to ducks is bad Clay." I point out nonchalantly.
"They like it." He argues and I frown a little.
"And we like energy drinks, doesn't mean they are good for us." I point out and he chuckles giving into me.
"Point taken," Clay agrees and we stand by the water for a while. It is odd to be with him because while we had a few conversations online we hadn't talked like the others. We simply would talk a bit while playing in random worlds where he would teach me how to parkour better or he would just tease me a lot in the smp. I bite my lip a little when I realized that I have talked to him a bit more then I thought. "It's really pretty," He whispers and my eyes travel back to the water. The clouds and sun reflect against the water making it look more then perfect even with the white puffs of air that come with every breath. My eyes travel to the other side of the lake and I see a little playground, I haven't seen anyone on it much since quarantine had started but I wanted to go on it's swings.
"Come on," I grin and look up at him to see that he is already looking at me. "This way." I laugh a little, making my way to the path which circles around to the other side of the lake.
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The Ballad of Tears
The Shadow looked at what they did, and saw and loved, and feared. And the Shadow shivered, and the world shivered with them. And then they said:‘I will be one with what I made, but promise me, father, promise to look after this world. Let no evil touch it.’And the father gave his word to the child he loved the most.He failed.Before the dawn of time, a god gave themselves to protect this world. Their name and form are lost to history. Only the Regent remembers but the last person the Regent talked to, was the very First Vandrainor – a being more legend than legit: She rallied the forces of the continent to fight against the darkness that threatened to take over the world for the Unknown.Wonders were lost in this war. The giants are gone now, the Green Mountains fell in the wrath of the gods –But the twospirits, the Vandrainor of Old, they are still there. And as humanity’s strength weakens, they are called to the Dead Mountains, driven by mystery, prophecy even.To face a long lost foe – and answer the last question: How important are warriors – if there is no war? This is my first fiction and I'm kind of learning my way around here.Currently, I upload a new chapter every Wednesday (Around 16pm CEST).When I split a chapter into parts, there are usually more uploads a week but the new chapter will always start on the next Wednesday. (I am still playing around with the uploading rhythm, and whether to break up chapters in the first place).
8 204Vemödalen: From The Other Side
War is coming - And when it comes - And where it comes - And whence it comes - The living shall envy the dead One to carry their sword in the name of their goddess and lady, to protect their land and people against the threat of the wicked. They know their path to be the righteous one. One to roam the land, hunting for all apparitions, and be scorned by man and beast alike. They know their path to be an arduous one. One to wander the realm in search of power, to protect themselves and what they believe in. They know their path to be the only one. Writers note: The first chapter will set the standard in terms of mood for the remainder of the story. It also comes to no surprise to me that half the people who read the first part stop reading any further. It has quite a bit of the good ‘ol ‘ultra-violence’ mixed with a great deal of realism. As much as I could fit into it from my own knowledge and experience in the elite forces. The first few chapters will be slow, after, but starting from ‘Restless Destroyer’ the remainder of the world will start to open up, and when we hit ‘Adronitis’ the prologue is largely finished. The novel is well thought out and filled with hidden lore, culture, history. So even if my word choice appears random – it’s not. There is a reason why these chapters take as long as they do. Vermodalen is fantasy adventure, with magic and heroics in an as realistic setting as I could fit. Things are rarely what they seem, and the ugly nature of people bleed through the letters at the turn of every page. I hope you can give this story a fair chance, even if it isn’t immediately to your taste. Lastly, english isn't my first language. It isn't my second one either. So, if you find errors in grammer and spelling, wordplay and sentance building, do let me know, and you will be rewarded by a surge of dopamine that will be released inside your brain for helping someone whom you haven't even seen or heard.
8 224A Toaster Story
This is the story of a toaster, who fell off a counter and killed a freshman. He looked so sad just laying there, but the system absolutely loved him, when he evolved.
8 125From Seekers to Warriors
In the world of Thera, martial might is what matters. There are those who have been chosen by the God of Thera, Desmuth, to one day rise above all and ascend to the Heavens as a Warrior of God. They are known as Seekers. To do this, however, Seekers are trained by the Four Grandmasters of Spirit - the only people to receive God's blessing, and lead them to the top of Mt.Elmmyra, where it is said God Desmuth lives. The story follows a boy, a young Seeker, and his path to becoming a Warrior. Along with his friend and Master, he will fight strong monsters and enemies to make his dream a reality. Cover created by my good friend.
8 132Field Trip || DNF
Two teachers at WHS, George and Dream--Mr. NotFound and Mr. Wastaken--have trouble navigating their feelings for one another which, inevitably, mixes(and messes) with their work life. !! There is no smut in this, but sexual themes are slightly implied !!Decided to add this: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 262K READSThis will be taken down if the CC's say they're uncomfortable with it.cover is just a random picture from google if anyones wondering
8 66Kalego x Student / Lemon?
Anime : Welcome To Demon School! Iruma-Kun
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