You were a recruit, asked to join a rebellion you didn't believe in- to fight against people you didn't know- all the while carrying around the knowledge and the secret that... You couldn't die. Not without extra steps. . . . . . .

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨-𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝-𝐭𝐨-𝐛𝐞-𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞'𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩. 𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐋: 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠; 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐎 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄

As a mute ender hybrid, Ranboo has never experienced much love or affection until Phil decides to adopt him. But it takes time to heal, and not everyone is welcoming of hybrids. This is a Ranboo SBI adoption au because why the hell not, no romance because dude he's a minor, this is my first fanfic so the writing may not be great, but I'm writing this to improve! Discontinued. Rest in Peace Technoblade. cover art by u/Lyfi_is_bored on reddit

Oneshots with sbi! Mostly Tommy-centric, will have benchtrio at time 'cause why not DO NOT INTERACT WITH ANY OF MY FICS IF YOU SHIP ANY CCs OR THEIR CHARACTERS!! (unless lore wise <---does not apply to minors 'cause some of you be weird even w/ characters.)

Idk this is impulsive but Trans/ND dream smp gives me loads of comfort as well as SBI (SleeoyBoisInc) Cover art isn't mine! And I feel like I should mention that I'm in no way trying to romanticize being nd or trans. If I'm poorly representing anything please tell me what so I can fix it! ⚠️ NO SLEEPYBOISINC SHIP OR MINOR x ADULT/MINOR⚠️

This is a Technoblade fanfic. DISCLAIMER!!! The art is not mine. I took this from the end of one of Technos streams so I don't know who made it.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK THREE --- What a wonderful little secret this was though. If you hadn't been able to follow the signs you would have never found it - a real travesty. Everything you could possibly need resided here in some form or another - feverfew sprang up in little bunches from the ground, accompanied by echinacea. Gingko trees around the place offered their leaves down to you in little bundles. If you hadn't known better, you would have thought someone had planted it all here... A rustle from the bushes behind you stopped your train of thought in its track, sending a shiver of panic down your spine. Your hand withdrawing from the bundle of milk thistle it had been about to grab, you slowly turned, mind filling with all a matter of wild animals that could be lurking in this wood. A pair of soft brown eyes peered out from one of the clumps of brush, staring directly at you.