A month after that game of Among Us, twelve Minecraft Youtubers were gathered to have a sleepover. It was all laughs and fun at first, but that midnight, one of them was taken away by an unknown terrorist. And that terrorist walks among them. Will their identity be exposed, or will the eleven others fall into their hands? This is the sequel to my previous MCYT fanfiction: There Is A Traitor Among Us https://my.w.tt/KImrOGa0lbb Characters are not mine, they are actual Minecraft YouTubers, and those are the Dream Team (Dream, GeorgeNotFound, Sapnap), the duckies (Skeppy, BadBoyHalo, A6D) Finnster, MegaPVP, Zelkam, Technoblade, Tubbo, and TommyInnit. This has some cursing, murder, and gore so nO CHILD UNDER 13 YEARS SHALL READ THIS Cover art from https://dreamteam.fandom.com/wiki/Dream/Merchandise/Manhunt_Wanted_poster Edited in www.canva.com Highest ranks: #12 in technoblade

Even in a world where almost everyone is born with a whym, an otherworldly ability, there are still people who feel alienated in this strange, superhuman society. Grian is teenager born with strangely coloured wings. Most are a light brown, or white, or maybe blond, but his are bright purple. After being teased for it all his life, he's decided that people he meets in real life just suck. So, getting invited to a Discord server with more social rejects like him seems like a great escape from his reality. Join the family, join the shenanegans! :) -- 3/7/22 ~ HOW THE FUCK ARE WE 1# IN THE GRIAN TAG THERE IS 2000 STORIES IN THAT TAG WTFFF /pos /pos Story: Easts1de Cover: Easts1de :P

Core concept: what if Evil Xisuma and Joe Hills were friends and wrote poetry together A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. - Robert Frost

"The Dungeon is dangerous. Ever since the Ravagers took over, there's no real shelter to hide from them. The best you can do is stay in the Keep, try and live out a normal life, and pray that they'll never find you. "But what if I told you there was a way to stop them?" - An AU where Decked Out is an actual universe and not a game, where people live in constant fear of the Ravagers that have taken over the once-familiar Dungeon that has changed drastically. - Hello, everyone! Before you start, there are a few things you need to know about this story: - This book will contain some cursing - All shippings here are kept platonic for the sake of respecting CC's boundaries - I couldn't focus on every Hermit for this AU; only 7 or 8 are featured - While this is a Decked Out AU, it focuses more on what the map offered than the actual events Etho encountered during his canon runs. You'll see a few references here and there, but for the most part, this is an original story taking place in the Decked Out-verse. DISCLAIMER: None of my content is meant to offend anyone! I write about the Hermits' Minecraft personas and not their IRL selves. If any of my writing makes the people I'm writing about uncomfy, I have no problem in taking it down. With all this said, enjoy the story!

"Each world has its own story. Even if you tried to get a story from me, I wouldn't be able to tell you half of it. There is so much life in each build and block, and each event has told their own tale. But it has to start somewhere." Fate has the oddest ways of getting people together. It might tear your world apart as you know it. It might give you loss and grief. It might even show you a side that you never knew you had. But it does all this for a reason. What is that reason? Well... You'll have to find out. This is the origin of how Hermitcraft came to be. Just remember-- Every end of a story is a new beginning for another. - Some information before you start the story: - This story takes place before Hermitcraft officially started, so maybe 7-8 years ago or so. - Despite this, though, the world is set in 1.13/1.14. - If you die, it's permanent. There are no respawn mechanisms. - The backstories for each character are based around events that happened in Season 6, which might not be relevant in seasons to come. - The total word count for this story is 49,001. It was originally published on October 16, 2019. - I try to mention each Hermit at least once, but I might have missed some. DISCLAIMER: This book does hint at a bit of shipping. I write ships based on the Hermits' Minecraft personas and not their actual IRL selves. None of this content is meant to offend anyone, it's purely a writing hobby. If any of the Hermits find any of my content disrespectful or uncomfortable, I have no problem in taking it down. With all that being said, enjoy the story!

MaGiC sUcKs ~Yes, this is another Watcher/Hermitcraft story. ~No, there is no shipping. Set during Season 6 because this story came out two days after Season 7. -I only own the people with the weird names. (Not Xelqua.) This is fanfiction. I do not own the Hermits nor do I write for them. I write about the characters they present to us on screen. -Book cover made on Desygner, background found by searching "old book cover backgrounds"

!!! Shipping not Intended !!! Mature language and blood warning Etc. Waking up in a huge dark mansion isn't quite your casual everyday morning. Being unable to leave, and having not much choice when your curiousity can't be satisfied if you don't continue. One by one, everyone dies. There isn't much pattern, and everything they do ends up causing yet another death. What would happen when the last one dies? Hermits: Iskall85 Mumbo Jumbo Grian Goodtimeswithscar Xisumavoid BdoubleO100 TangoTek Impulse VintageBeef Etho Rendog

Tommy grew up in the foster system, crazy right? Not really. What was crazy was how he was literally a superhuman, and even more crazy, the foster system found out and he was sent to a private boarding school. Yeah the boarding school wasn't normal either. He was surrounded by others with superhuman abilities. It was beyond what he was used to, but he finally found his home. Which, he didn't get to stay at for very long due to external issues. Yeah he had to fight some crazy maniacs with superhuman abilities who thought they were some kind of god out of Percy Jackson. - Story is currently being edited but author here is not very proud of how this book turned out. However, many have enjoyed, so I appreciate all of you :)

Thomas, the nobody with no friends, is suddenly and randomly accepted into the best group of friends from school. Only, when he goes out and has one of the best nights of his life, he finds maybe it wasn't so random.

For seventeen year old Newt, the number ten is everything. Ten steps. Ten times you must snap your fingers. Ten nods of your head. Ten. When he's put in a mental institution for his extreme OCD, depression and anxiety, he meets some unlikely friends. And possibly the boy he's been looking for his whole life. But can he trust him? (also on AO3 under ava_kay) WARNING: content may be TRIGGERING for some (deals with various mental illnesses) most characters from The Maze Runner by James Dashner, I do not own them. p.s.- if newt says anything that seems ignorant towards mental illnesses, please know I'm trying to portray a teenager who doesn't understand yet, and that he eventually will understand!