The Antarctic Empire was growing rapidly, making new alliances, and villages growing immensely. It was ruled by a family of five: The beloved King and Queen, and their three sons. Everything was stable, and perfect. Until it wasn't Just 2 years after they're youngest was born, he was taken from the them and the Queen was killed. The King now had to take care of a rapidly growing kingdom and his two boys, while trying to find his third. Every time he wanted to give up, he reminded himself of the promise he made to his wife: He would keep searching, no matter how long it took, till the youngest has been reunited with his true family. If only he knew how long that would be. AYO!! I decided to write this because I was bored. If any of the characters mentioned feel uncomfortable with it, then by all means, tell me and I will take it down. Other than that, enjoy!

Tommyinnit gets in trouble in class one day and sent to Professor Puffy's office. However, the last thing Tommy expected was the zombie apocalypse to arise in the middle of class. What the heck was Tommy meant to do? He was stuck with this stranger named Ranboo and is separated from his brother, Wilbur. So not only was that bad enough, the zombies kept whispering things to him. But no one else could hear it. Was Tommy going insane? Or were the zombies trying to tell him something? Or, Tommyinnit survives a zombie apocalypse with much struggle. (Reupload from my ao3)

Tommy just wanted to have a good nice morning on a Saturday but it seems like Prime has other plans for him Cause he got teleported with almost everyone in the Smp to 2B2t the worlds deadliest server and also most feared server This was his home server where grew up in before leaving the server at the age of 8 and being found by Philza He may or may not be also the server's most feared person for well.... Being the boss of the most feared squad/group's in the server Will he be able to keep his secret from everyone that he was born in that server or will Secrets be revealed ? Find out more in book as you read it ! (Also yes this was inspired by many other 2b2t!Tommy and BusinessBay!Tommy Au's but there's only a few of those types of story's so ya why not make one myself?)

Tommy was handed a small flyer in printed in black and white, with the words "POETRY NIGHT - OPEN MIC" splayed across the front in bubbled font. He fumbled with his binder as he took it, eyes wide as he said, "are you sure? I mean, I love poetry and all, but I don't think-I'm not sure-what if I can't write poetry?" Mr. Sam's dark eyes softened, and he reached out to place a hand on Tommy's shoulder, squeezing it gently. "Everyone has to start somewhere; every poet, from me to Rudy Francisco, started off without knowing a clue about what we were doing. Tommy, it's not about if you can or cannot write poetry, it's about if you want to." or: The performance poetry AU in which Tommy joins a slam team and finds a home in the arts.