This is where silly stuff or serious stuff/updates will be put for my story "Survival of Our Numbered Days" Enjoy(Hopefully) *grabs gallon of tea and proceeds to sip slowly* -cover will change later

Tango Tek is something of a runaway. He's used to it though, and has never been much more than an outcast. But when he finds a strange little canary in the woods, things might finally change for the better. And one little kiss is all it will take. I've spontaneously written a Princess and the Frog inspired rancher duo fic. Enjoy! (Cover art is mine) - Soe Silver -

For about 400 years, Alfred F Jones believed he was the only personification of the United States of America. That is, until his counterpart from another dimension appeared in New York City-cue chaos. (Or my kind of crack Countryhumans x Hetalia fanfic) (The cover was made by @APeculiarChild2 as a joke lmao)

There's someone new in Hermit village. Someone with secrets that can't be shared. Xisuma knows that Impulse isn't human, but anyone, no matter the species, is welcome in his village. Surely nothing will go wrong, right? Impulse has three months to live the life he's always wanted... but without Skizz by his side. Surely something's bound to go wrong. --- (666 reads lol - July 8 2023)

In the ruins of an old server, a being resided. They made peace with their home. But still... They waited. For what, they didn't know. No one knew they were there. The being's real name was lost to legends, their life faded into mystery & memories. But one day, something changed. A group of unfamiliar faces stumbled into the server. The being was no longer alone, but... Because even with people there, they were still as alone as ever. - On break, sorry! -

Season 9 started as any other - Chaotic. But standard. Mostly. Until Grian found a mysterious rift under his base that had Their mark on it, and began to see Them watching... Third life had ended. They stopped Grian from dying, forcing him to wander the war-torn destroyed lands alone, after killing Scar. So when a portal appeared, he took any possibility he had to escape the torture... Last life was over. Scott cleaned the blood off of his clothes, and they congratulated him, but he soon grew lonesome in the constant destroyed landscape of the world. When a portal appeared, he simply wanted to explore new lands... Double life had ended. They saved Pearl from the soulbound, and she was alone once more, with no one but her remaining wolves. When a portal appeared, They forced her through... AKA: Grian find the rift, and all the people from the Life series find it too. (Probably going to throw some Empires SMP s2 into the mix!) This story is on a break, sorry.

This was originally in my grian angst oneshots book, but was turned into its own. so yes, it will have angst in it! I personally love the story, I hope you do too. grian was pranking as usual, something went wrong, then.. well.. everything went wrong.. even time!

"Grian?" X panted. The figure before them stood, revealing that it was, indeed, Grian, although he was not looking great, His hair was wind-blown, sure, but it looked even more disheveled than that. His flying had been so sloppy that Xisuma had barely recognized him at first. His chestplate seemed to have been strapped on in a hurry, as it hung awkwardly on his body. And then there were his eyes. Bags had formed under them and they were quite bloodshot, yet there was a certain wildness to them. His eyes were wide open despite his fatigue, and he looked more than a little frantic. "Guys! You can't be here!" "What?" X tilted his head in confusion. "Why not?" Grian turned to Scar. "Can't you feel it?" Scar didn't understand. "Grian? What are you talking about? Feel what?" "The magic!" Grian cried. "It's too dangerous for you to be here!" "Grian, you're not making any sense." By now, Grian was visibly shaking. "Just - please tell me you didn't go inside." "We were just coming out," X replied. Grian's eyes, if even possible, grew larger, the redness accentuating the anxiety therein. No - not anxiety. Fear. What happens when Xisuma, Scar, Joe, and Wels stumble upon a strange temple in a distant jungle filled to the brim with magic? What happens when Grian's past is thrust back upon him, after only a year of peace? And why is everyone changing?

When you are watched, does it mean you see yourself? When you are listened to, does it mean you listen to yourself? Do you see yourself the way others see you, say your friends? Do you listen to your needs, or just continue destroying yourself more and more by the thoughts which come from the darkened entity of the void? These problems are what faced Grian straight in the face. Feeling neglected and hated, he had no giant purpose than to try to make the other Hermits smile or laugh. But it never seemed to work anymore. They would always just shrug it off or tell him to go away. He was annoying. He was new. He was.....himself. They had a problem with just him-Grian. More and more of them drifted away, even Mumbo-the first one he met after.....after what happened to him-even Mumbo left him alone. So what was the purpose of staying on this server if no one wanted him to?

The names Arthur and about two years ago the world went to shit. The government accidentally created a God-awful virus that when bitten turns people into these zombie-like creatures. We call those who have turned Mara's, after the Hindu goddess of death. Follow me as I navigate, or should I say survive, this shitty world with my sweet, but tough found family