"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //

androgyenous!reader Y/n was told to stay away from the ocean. Both of their parents had fought in the wars of the SMP, and feared the man that was banished beneath the waves. What happens when Y/n finds that very man? Started: 2/11/21 Finished: N/A TW/CW: mild to medium stockholm syndrome, description of pain/wounds/gore, kidnapping PLEASE BE AWARE THAT THIS BOOK MAY NOT UPDATE SUPER FREQUENTLY AS IM WRITING TWO OTHER BOOKS ALREADY. This is in the same universe as one of my other books, When The Crocuses Bloom, but you do not need to read that book to understand this one.

~AGAPE BOOK 3~ Lorelai is not your average naiad. Tragedy has followed her wherever she goes, and she has grown cynical and jaded. But when the boy she has watched grow up from afar approaches her, her view begins to change. Will she be able to handle the change? Art by KaidoDraws on Twitter! This story touches on some sensitive topics such as sexual assault, physical abuse, anxiety, and PTSD. If these topics trouble you, I suggest finding something else to read :D

~AGAPE BOOK 2~ Melanie Wright lived a simple life. She fed chickens, laughed with her family, and hung out with her friends. But, when the King of Helia and his daughter go to war, and only one of them comes back, things change. Melanie lays her eyes on an Enderman halfling, and she can't get him out of her head. Little did she know, he felt the same. This is the second installment of the Agape Series, the first was Aphrodite! I hope you enjoy! art creds go to Artful Padawan!

~AGAPE BOOK 1~ Princess Callista was odd, she knew that. Nothing about her seemed to make sense. She was 17, and no prince had come to sweep her off her feet. One night, her father hosts a ball, at which she meets someone special; someone who is just as odd as she is. Her life changes after she meets him. Will she change for the better, or the worse? Remember to vote and comment! cover by @/vaesi_vlasta on Twitter

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK TWO -- Approaching Anoitos' temple again, you opened the door, turning as you stepped inside to close it again. The door closing with a satisfying clunk, you spun back around, intending to just quickly bow your head and grab your beads without much circumstance. You were not expecting to see a man, mid-way through stuffing his face with the plate of offerings you had brought, at the altar, his eyes blown wide with panic and focused on you. You stared back at him. "I- you- what are you doing? Who are you? How-?" You turned halfway back to the door, intending to run for one of the guards. "Wait!" The man's voice drew your attention back to him, just in time to see his appearance shift slightly - like there was something behind the mirage of his skin. For a moment - the man was gone, and in his place, a living replica of the hulking gold warrior depicted in the statue took his place. Your hand dropped from the handle of the door, staring up at the god before you. Out of all the times for your prayers to be answered... and of all ways, like this... "See?" He said, shrinking back to the man you had seen before, the boyish smile you knew so well still on his face. "It's just me!" Standing before you, with crumbs of bread on his face, was Anoitos, somehow - impossibly - in the flesh.

24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.

"You know Austin, right?" Maddy asked. "Like Austin show Austin?" You asked in return. Maddy nodded. "Yeah, that guy. I got a DM from him today about another Love or Host, he wants me to do." "Ah." You said. It wasn't uncommon for Maddy to make an appearance on that particular show - she had been friends with Austin for a good while, and was one of his go-to's when he needed someone to participate. "Who for?" "One of those Minecraft guys, I don't know." She shrugged. "Anyway, Austin said he was short on participants, and I told him that I had a hot roommate who might be down for it, so I wanted to ask if you would consider hopping on for this one." You pursed your lips. "When is it?" "Couple days. Friday night, I think around like 7?" You pushed off the bed, going over to the corkboard that housed your entire life - sticky notes pressed into the shape of a calendar, each labeled with a number and a list of things you had to do that day. You glanced at Friday's note - mostly empty, except for a few online classes in the morning. If you wanted, you could probably do it. You looked back at Maddy. "You can tell Austin I'll do it." She perked up. "Yeah? You will?" "Yeah." You said, pulling down the sticky note for that day and writing down 'Love or Host - 7' at the bottom of the list before sticking it back up, pinning it in place. It wasn't that big of a deal really. They just needed another person to participate - and going on the Austin Show was always good publicity. "Awesome." Maddy said. "Trust me, this is going to be so fun."

You were one of the first people to arrive in the piano room - probably because your form room had been so close by. The room was empty when you walked in, so you just made your way to the back of the room, sitting down at one of the pianos near the window. There were no desks in the room besides for the teacher, only keyboards lined up in rows facing the front of the room. You set your books down under the piano, not knowing where else to put them, and sat down, fiddling with the hem of your shirt in your hands as you waited. You would have much preferred for at least the teacher to be in the room - sitting by yourself was not really what you wanted to be doing. You turned your attention to the window in the room, absently watching a couple of songbirds dart in an out of a small shrub while you waited. Hopefully someone else would get here soon and it wouldn't be so stiflingly silent- "Oh. Hello." Your head snapped back to the front of the room to see a boy standing there, hovering awkwardly just inside the door. He was rather short, and his arms wrapped around his books in a hug. You wouldn't have noticed him in the hallway if you had passed him - his height combined with brown hair and brown eyes made him the sort of person that would just blend in to a crowd. He didn't look particularly mean though, so you just tried for a smile. "That's my seat." He said, still hovering by the door.

Y/N is a talented artist in the Kingdom of Enderia. There, a faceless prince lives and according to rumors, once you see his face, you're dead. Dead as in dead but Y/N learns that it isnt true at all. Ranboo is a prince who's face has been hidden from everyone but why? No one really knows. Ranboo has lived inside the castle walls which he sees as eerie and gloomy but once Y/N came to their castle, his world began to shine bright with colors. Will Y/N get Ranboo's trust to show him who he truely is or will their lives stay the same, Y/N being a simple artist and Ranboo living in a gloomy world? ================================ Second book poggers! I don't really have a good inspiration here and the first few chapters were pre-written at 12 am so I wasnt in the right mindset to write that time sorry lmao. - Disclaimer: I do not write about the cc's themselves, the characters in this book are different versions of their characters in different universes :)