Naruto, concerned about his sensei, stumbles onto dangerous territory, only to discover his sensei's secret double life and win the ANBU as his own. ANBU has a huge conspiracy going on in their highest ranks, and Captain Hound is resolute in his mission to dismantle it. Twelve-year-old Naruto was never supposed to find the hidden ANBU facility-let alone the broken body of the man he trusted most. Bleeding, barely alive, and surrounded by masked operatives, Kakashi Hatake shouldn't have been there. He was just a jōnin... right? But secrets buried in shadow always claw their way to the light. As Naruto forces his way into the hidden world of ANBU to protect the only person who's ever believed in him, he uncovers a web of lies, traitors, and a dangerous truth: Kakashi is more than just his sensei. He's the last line of defense against a rising darkness that never died with Danzo. Now Root moves in silence. A commander named Okami hides behind loyalty and masks his betrayal. And Kakashi-scarred, hunted, and hiding his own wounds-will burn Konoha to the ground before letting Naruto be taken. In a village built on silence, loyalty will be tested, bonds will be broken, and a boy without a family might just gain a very deadly family and become the Hound's pup. **Screw votes, but comments will be appreciated.** I don't own anything except my laptop, brain, Idea, and the story. Especially the pictures, credits to the actual owners. Whoever the hell you are.

Izuku was just 4 years old when his life crumpled to dust. Isolated from society- he only had one friend, his sensei. They never shared even a single word. After his sensei continued on his travels, Izuku finds himself bored- and powerful. He decides to help, to save those most heroes overlooked- but, to do that, he surely couldn't be a hero. Not after what he'd done. Not after what they say to him, it just wasn't plausible. His mind is changed, when he meets a nice- true hero, who was willing to tolerate the green headed boy. Even though he refused to speak, not even to his crush, not even to his childhood best friend, he still saved the world. He was a hero to millions that day, and he'd do it again if he ever had the chance. What he didn't get the chance to do? He didn't get the chance to truly live. warnings: self harm suicide foul language fighting blood Death Trauma I don't own anything other than the idea and some other stuff. the characters(other than one, which is introduced chapter 4) and the cover image are all credited to owners But the art in the chapters are not mine unless said otherwise (ship: deku x Denki)

It's all in the title buddy! Feel free to leave a suggestion, but that doesn't automatically mean I'll do it though. I'm doing this for fun and I won't update super often unless I have a sudden stroke of inspiration.

Grian thought he was safe in Hermitcraft and why wouldn't he? he has been for the last four years. Something has allowed the Watchers to find him and they are not happy he left. --- Updates every Saturday --- My first attempt at a whump fic. I read enough of them, thought I might try and contribute my own.

'He knew they wouldn't believe him' Grian was the admin of Evo. Evo quickly became corrupted by Herobrine. Grian desperately fled to Hermitcraft. Now, Herobrine is messing with Grian again and sends him into a spiralling depression with all the other Hermits hating him. WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS SWEARING, MENTIONS OF DEPRESSION AND SELF HARM. DO NOT READ IF UNDER 13 OR EMOTIONALLY SENSITIVE!

Purpled angst mah FRIENDDDD We got Eret angst there tooooo TW FOR RAPE MENTIONS, UNWANTED SEXUAL ACTIVITIES, AND SLIGHT SH HINTS!!!!

Ranboo doesn't know where he is, or how he got here. He doesn't remember anything before he found himself stranded in Hermitcraft. Did he belong to a world before this? Who are these Hermits, anyway? Why can't he remember anything? And, apparently, he could teleport? Did he always know how to do that?? - Alternatively, Ranboo forgets he's an enderman hybrid, the Hermits find themselves caring for a sad 6 foot tall amnesiac, and found family ensues - Hi there, thanks for checking out this story! Before you start reading, there's a couple of things you need to know: - This book will contain some cursing and mild graphic violence (for more CWs, check the start of each chapter) - All relationships here are kept platonic for the sake of respecting CCs' boundaries - This story takes place in Hermitcraft Season 7. At the time I'm writing this S8 has already started, but this takes place in S7 because of its already-established lore. There might be a season change later on in the book, there might not. Not sure yet ^^ - This book is a lot more casual than my other fics--I don't really have a "set" storyline, just a few major plot points. At its core, this is just a fun found family fic I wanted to write! DISCLAIMER: None of my content is meant to offend anyone! I write about MCYTs' Minecraft personas and not their IRL selves. If any of my writing is disrespectful and/or makes the people I'm writing about uncomfy, I have no problem in taking it down. With all this said, enjoy the story!

"Grian, I hereby sentence you to be BANISHED from this land. Your acts have been deemed treasonous. You have one day to pack whatever you can carry and fly away." Scar smiled evilly from his seat atop the throne. "And don't try to return." What happens when a power-hungry ruler and a chaotic resistance leader clash? The fight for turf comes to a dark turn in Banished. ^*^ Warnings: LOTS OF INCONSISTENCIES BECAUSE THIS BOOK TOOK 3 YEARS FOR FINISH (might rewrite it) Angst, if that counts :) Betrayal. Blood. Definitely blood. Maybe death...? Still haven't decided- (Edit: there will be death) Imprisonment. Torture. Swearing. Possession. Platonic sibling-type shipping. Romantic shipping. NO SMUT A talking cat, perhaps? (Edit: S A S S Y K I T T Y) Evil alters- So I suggest you don't read if these things bother you. >:) (This book is gonna be fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun...) ^*^ #1 in Helsknight - November 7th '21 #1 in Galactic - November 9th #1 in Mycelium - December 9th #1 in npg - January 19th '22 #1 in npcgrian - February 8th #1 in bdoubleo100 - February 18th #1 in cubfan135 - February 18th #1 in bdubs - February 18th #1 in grianst - April 6th #1 in evilx - August 3rd 10k reads: February 6th, 2021 20k reads: July 12th, 2021 30k reads: July 15th, 2022 40k reads: July 3rd, 2024

"But," he started, tilting the player's chin up with the tip of his sword. "Every ruler has their downfall eventually." The Watcher smirked at the player, a triumphant glint in his eyes. "While that may be true, we don't rule." The player leaned back, kicking the sword out of his face and, faster than the blink of an eye, held the Watcher at bow-point. "We protect." The Hermits are not my characters. Set in Season VII. As the title and cover says, this is fanfiction. I do not own the Hermits nor do I write for them. I write about the characters they present to us on screen. When the writing feather got bored, she rewrote her first official book ever. (plz dont look at it)

Grian was a Watcher, having been trained by them to survive the harsh worlds. Trained from the void, he was finally given an assignment, Hermitcraft 6. He concealed his identity, as to not draw suspicion to himself. Gradually he forgot about his Watcher self, until a note arrived... Amazing description by @CharoletteBuurn