This is a empires S1 fanfic about all the rulers getting a staff (a wand thing). But Scott seems to be the unfortunate soul among his fellow emporors. I wrote this story in lockdown 2020 or 2021 meaning it maybe very cringe and not make much sense. I don't think I ever finished it so if you want me to try continue I can hopefully do something! ART CREDITS - milla.staria on Instagram!!

Okay. Always wanted to do this This isnt canon, and any ships in this are not the people, only the characters Ill update this when i want lol

This is a bunch of one-shots of Scott and Jimmy, (or flower husbands). They are manly Scott centric. I will be doing suggestions as well! So let me know! If I feel uncomfortable with your suggestions or it goes against the people the story it's about boundaries, I will not write it.

"Now.. I couldn't save him.." Every person says the codfather has passed on with his sister but is it true..? Everyone knows Scott is a elf god but what about Jimmy?..

{Sequel to Heart of the Sea} In a server of old we watch over all from the first version to the dragon fight 10 become 9 take action to fight or the peace that beheld us will soon come to a halt

Scott is back in Double Life, soulbound to Pearl, but chooses to distance from her due to her "insane" antics. He lives with his bestie Cleo, but even if he's already got a soulmate, he wants something more. He wants the man he can't have.

The ruler of the cod empire and the king of Rivendelle are rival enemies by blood, but What could happen if love and hate crossed a heart..?

This story is based off a headcanon that, Scott likes to watch Jimmy build and laugh at him in a joking matter when he messes up. But come to find out jimmy enjoys Scott's company #flowerhusbands

Scott flirts with jimmy a bit and they end up romancing one another

Once Jimmy had finished his business and thoroughly washed his hands with Scott's rose scented soap, he exited the bathroom. He pulled the door closed behind him and began making his way towards the ladder. Straightening his vest and such as he walked. Not even half way across the room, Jimmy stopped. His gaze landing on something he wondered how he missed when he first passed it. Smack dab in the middle of Scott's bed laid a plushie. And not just any plushie like a llama, which would be very on brand for the ruler of Chromia, or some other animal. It was one of the Sheriff. Cover art isn't mine! It belongs to @/cuppahoney on tumblr. Link to the original work: https://cuppahoney.tumblr.com/post/693081344594657280/tiny-plastic-man-tries-to-convince-u-hes-not-a