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I Can Do it

For a certain LoL competition, a certain online streamer famous for pissing people off was currently explaining and broadcasting it at the same time. Streamer: This support, so tr*sh. Streamer: If that jungler was my teammate, I would already be idling at the fountain and playing piano for him by now. Streamer: I recommend that this player go back and properly practice how to last hit. Audience: What bullshit! If you’re any better, then you do it! Streamer: I, your dad, really can do it. Audience: Okokok. If you can do it then I’ll chop off my head so you can kick it. A few months later, the LPL’s veteran pro team TTC announced a new mid laner. A boy with flashy blue hair appeared in front of the audience and played Zed to utter perfection, killing everyone he saw, causing all the female fans to begin toeing the line of infidelity. During the MVP interview after the match, everyone held their breath and eagerly watched this newcomer. Only to see the boy accept the microphone, smile and ask, “That water friend with the StarTV user ID ‘Suburb King 101,’ my team’s address is on the official website, when will you be mailing your head over?” … After a certain regular season match finished, the staff member went backstage to urge the team members to go onstage and conduct their interviews, only to see TTC’s new mid laner and jungler standing in the corner. TTC’s number one ace · jungler daddy Road pressed their team’s new mid laner Soft against the wall. He lowered his eyes and asked slowly, “In the interview later, do you know what to do?” That quick-tempered mid laner, who had solidified his image as a troll in the audience’s eyes the very first time he went on stage, was currently blushing completely red. “I know. I won’t curse at anyone… I definitely won’t curse at anyone.”
hdwhisbxam · 58.3K Views

Celestial Academy of Mystics

What if you wake up on the morning of your fifteenth birthday to discover a system screen floating over your head? It means you are a Mystic, one of the hundred people born each year who have access to the Celestial system and powers of the universe. What if when you go to get registered as a Mystic at their Academy you discover that all the slots are taken? There are already a hundred mystics in the system. You are a strange anomaly that has never happened in a billion years. Well, you must be none other than Xavier Xerxes. The weird teenager who was bullied for his strange white skin, long snowy hair and pink eyes is now also a Mystic who shouldn't exist. It couldn't have gotten any worse for him. Now he has to attend Celestial Academy to get basic training in leveling up and growing into the full potentials of his powers so he can slay demons and battle monsters from real to realm. He has the opportunity to grow from a human to an Immortal, saving the world along the way. Cool, right? But there's one little problem. Xavier doesn't do anything that could pass off as stressful. No, he prefers to read books in the library. He loves to write stories and poems. He cries through romantic movies. He has never walked farther than a meter in his life. No sporting activity whatsoever. He hates violence. Now they expect him to carry a sword. He is supposed to turn his body into a weapon of destruction, and his mind into a fortress of power. What the hell? How is he expected to survive a day at Celestial Academy when he has been home schooled since he was a child? How is he supposed to kill a bloodthirsty troll when he is scared of spiders? Exercise drills, push ups, war games...meditating? Never before in his life! Right. We all have to wait and see. Hopefully he'll find a way not to die on the first day.
Percy_Seacrest · 206.3K Views

A Mafia's Weakness [Three Fuego Brother' Desires Book1]

[A Mafia's Weakness: Preview] His eyesight follows every Lyka's fearful movements. The more she could feel his gaze, the more her heartbeat seems to resonate inside her chest, either by fear or nervousness. Sighing deeply, trying to calm herself from playing, she took a slight glance at him. She could see how good he is at cards but she never thought he would be that good. She knew her eyes portrays her fear and his confident and lustful eyes beaming with desire werent helping at all in calming her. His shirt was opened, his knees on either side of him while he just sat there confidently filled with mischief. Lyka could see his toned chest glistening under the dim lights of the room. Smirking at Lyka with unreadable eyes beaming with excitement. But Lyka doesn't like giving up without a fight. But she never knew, if she asked him to loose he would gladly do so. She spread her cards on the table that made him smile at her sickeningly sweet, a smile that says somehting dark and sinful. He reared his seat before rubbing the palm of his hands together. His deceptive eyes were staring intently at her. Playing with her with his eyes, he slowly lift hs cards upward. Lyka's face paled and her hopes crashed, supposedly, but it didn't, it's like her mind knew she wouldn't even win at him. But still nervouse and scared of what he might do to her. How could she even win against Yohan Fuego. Lyka who happened to shut her eye soff afraid of his laugh never seems to hear it. Looking up at him, she found him smiling at her devilishly, mixed with maliciousness, "Say," hearts tumbling around around, it's beats resonating louder than drums in her ears, he leaned closer to her across the table. "Which part should I claim?" ----- "Can you still love me now that you know how I am and what I do?" she clasped his hands in hers and leaning her forehead to his. Smiling calmly with relief. She've always waited for him to go to her, to ask her and for once, rely the answers to her. Leaning closer to him before pecking his lipsslowly, she whispered, "your flaws are what completes your charms." Letting his tears fall, he felt the sudden rush of emotions ran trhough him as he pulls her to him. Wanting not to let go even just for a moemnt. In that very moment, he knew it would be a rough road from there bu even so he would gladly go that road because this time, he won't be alone. Pulling a little back, Lyka beamed at him, "I guess I'm the Mafia's weakness huh?" Smiling once more, he claimed her lips, loving and savoring the moment. "Yeah you certainly are." ----- For love, just how much are you wiling to sacrifice?
sharky_nicki · 3.9K Views

Roost of the Palace

In a land of long ago, the soils were untainted by the cruelty of war. Kingdom's stayed in peace, every monarch kept their feet up as the everyday within their land flowed like the fresh waters. Kingdom's that consist of humans, beings that all had their own trade, each kingdom providing unique and exotic goods. But one stuck out, a Kingdom that almost fully exists within the mouth of the large volcano of Vallendrconis. The unpredictable aggression of nature was tamed by the magic that this kingdom held. That magic being far greater than any mage could wish to have. The gift of the ability to shift their weaker and non-magical bodies into that of the graceful and powerful dragons. The kingdom that had fully built on those who weld a dragon morf. The dragon's built their kingdom with the natural magic, the elements. Taming the molten larvar and building a grand Palace within it's mouth. With their power they've built a peace over all kingdom's, their own kingdom acting more as a council. This peace was not ment to last. Within the ancient times, a tradidy struck, a poisoned arrow had hit its target. As the poison took the life of The Queen of Montes, so did the lives of many soldiers. The poison of such a cruel and twisted power could only be brewed from the volcanic flowers of the Draconis kingdom's. The dragon morf kingdom. The King of Montes declared a war that outnumbered the dragons. Banishing them underground where they're cursed to live in the deepest depths like monsters. A gift fell on the Kingdom, a prophecy, declaring "When the war has been scorched from history, when dragon's and human's have grown. A Queen will fight for the blade, who will set foot on the grand Palace again. A King will rebirth their grace and together their new monarch and heritage will forge the blade into peace. Birthing the new empire and a new dawn of time will be born". Nearly over two centuries had past since the great tradidy. The surface having been wiped with any evidence of the dragon morf's existence. And the once great kingdom became a muffled myth, turning into the villians of the old fairy tales. Now the four kingdom's rule over their own land, peace unbalanced and any alliance so easily lost. Princess Shir of the, newer and largest, kingdom of Vallendrconis, was raised. This Princess had been set up to marry the Prince of Montes, the oldest kingdom. Princess Shir knew of Prince Rknom, hearing the tales of how he defended his kingdom against a stampede of trolls, fighting the foul beasts off and protecting his kingdom. Princess Shir also knew the delicate but also unstable relationship between the Vallendrconis kingdom and the Montes kingdom. The two having only recently left a war on a peace treaty, now seeking an alliance. That's where their marriage came in, Princess Shir knows the importance of this ordeal but deep within her heart she knows she's ment for something much greater. She knows that becoming some lonely Queen to a warrior King was not the path set out for her but could she abandon her duties on a hunch? Or will she have to forfill her duties and marry this Prince for the sake of her kingdom's alliance? Further down into the earth, a fallen kingdom scrambled like rats. The once proud and noble kingdom having lost any grace they had after being banished. Prince Eoviet finding struggling into feeding himself let alone the very few left of his people. In a last attempt he used the old tunnels up before his now twisted and scaleless snout poked into the open air. The first for his kind to see the open world in over two centuries. Now under the mercy of the Princess, he had found himself digging around for any sign of hope for his people. To find the last evidence of his grace within the volcano.
Tahliz · 6.4K Views
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