Too Good v.2 {eddmatt fanfiction}
. This is the newest and fixed version of Too Good EddMatt Fanfiction by secrettime24.-adam/marie🦌✨💫…
. This is the newest and fixed version of Too Good EddMatt Fanfiction by secrettime24.-adam/marie🦌✨💫…
. Edd has already passed, it was at least over a year. Tom is walking in his local grocery store when suddenly, he heard someone yell after glass breaking. Who knew, it was someone he remembered well. -adam/marie🦌✨💫…
Hi guys, it's me, Adam again! I'm really excited to make this, I really love this ship, and I hope you guys will too!! (WARNING: Depressive Theme in some Chapters, other may be Full of Fluff or Smut,) (Send me ideas/requests for this if you don't care to, I just run out of ideas at random times :P) [CREDIT TO ARTIST OF COVER!!!!!!!]but wow, this is so full of angst like wtf…
Just a Little Place I Vent into. Some will be in the Form of Stories, what it'll seem like.…
. You're a time traveler which Tord despises, he can hardly catch you. You have a liking upon Edd, Matt, and Tom. Tord tries to stop you from interacting with them by distracting you with other things, but it never works. You grow astray the next project/distraction and find them, but ignore them. Then they take you home, and you get kidnapped. -adam/marie🦌✨💫(!!!NO SMUT!!!)…
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Cover Art Credit to OLmisstaniashy on Deviatnart.-"Business is slow, as usual." Joey Drew, 'The Creator', mumbled as he scribbled tiny drawings of Bendy, one of his 'Creations', down on a piece of paper. He had Ink all over his hands and forearms, not wanting to think of why there was. He heard a few boards fall from the ceiling in the maze he called 'work', groaning as he laid down his pencil. He got up abruptly and frowned, grabbing a hammer and a few nails. "Oh Joey..~" He barely jumped, looking forward into the darkness as one, tiny light shed above a deformed, Ink-covered..Bendy beneath it. It grinned, making Joey drop the hammer and nails. He didn't know it had worked. He tried to get words out, but he was too..happy to speak. "I-It worked..? The summoning?" He questioned himself, looking down and fiddling with something. 'Bendy' still grinned, staying in his spot. "Yes, it did, in fact, it worked too Good.." Growling and snarling was heard from behind him. Boris, who's chest was still open and somehow sputtering Ink every second, showed his 'unacknowledged' teeth, frightening Joey as he backed up against a wall. Bendy chuckled, "Goodbye, you Pathetic Liar." Boris then lunged at him, placing his jaws firmly on Joey's chest, ripping off the flesh as blood poured from the newly-made wound. Boris asked in a scruffy voice, "How does it feel?"…
If there is more then one part, then don't except there to be a Sebastian no longer then a Conversation, or mentioning.…
lmao I cant come up with a description,, sorry-btw check out Hamilton it's too amazing to be ignored by anyone (Laurens is my favorite)(sorry)…
Okay, this will be updated almost daily, and if not, weekly. It'll include little sneak-peeks of new uploads/new chapters.Enjoy. (I wouldn't blame you if you don't)…
this book features my art goodbye my fellow pigeons…
{credit to ?? for the edit as this cover}Some of these are Poetry, some are just Stories, but the rest are tales of a Girl, a Boy, and just other Beings that aren't known to this culture yet. What'd ya know, they're all the same person, just all different things.Separate.Alone. And crying out for help.…
This is the story of many People, also known as the 'Color See-ers'. They all live in a world with many others, who cannot see Color. There is about 5, 7 maybe, of them. They feel bad for the people who cannot, Will they can. They all became friends, since they could create things that no one else understood.Only they did. As the days went on,As they turned to weeks and months and then years, They realized that they have done their service, paid their never-ending debt to the world since it was the way they were brought into this dreadful, overwhelming world that they sometimes loved.…
Since I've came up with a few theories in the past few days, I might as well let people know about them.…
A Young Teenager Sobbed with his Head in his Hands, feeling like he was suffocating as he glanced at the Cuffs around his Wrists. The Chains were slightly rusted with a few droplets of Rain from earlier, and they were hard to break. Trust Him, he's tried. He threw his head back, gaining a painful and major headache, blood barely leaving a mark on the Brick Wall behind him. He tried to slip his tiny & thin hands through the Cuffs, and failed. He sighed, curling up in the horribly uncomfortable chair he was forced to sit in. A Police Man walked pass him, taking a long sip from his cup full of coffee. He let out a small snicker/chuckle,"What's yer name, kiddo?" The Boy growled, but removed his hands to reveal that he had been crying, and clearly he had HandCuffs on. And Tightly. There was a few Abbreviations of someone's name in one of the Cuffs, M. A. The Man gasped, "Mac Anderson.." He Muttered, gripping his cup tightly. He then laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck…
{time for some more-maX X WHATEVER STORIES!!!~} (which suck literal ASS)[and it's mostly smut, so yeah. By the way, if you don't like this, oh well. I don't care. Just please don't report it. Thank you.]-have a good day, my lovelies!~-…