"I hate the rain," A said, elbow resting on his leg as the fire ahead boomed with a bright glow. Though it could be seen from miles, it felt like an abyss up close. Smoke blew from the top, twisting and turning into the night sky. The rain would quench the fire. "Me too." Darryl got up and held his hand out. He pulled A up and handed him his water bottle, a smile pulling at his delicate lips. "Let's keep moving," Darryl finalized, and from the corner of his eyes he could see Zak grinning. _______________ *** completed ***

!!! H I A T U S !!! 「Metanoia.」 〚 Highschool AU 〛 /ˌmɛtəˈnɔɪə/ (n.) the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self or way of life. The wounded and the lost. ! This story contains and treats triggering topics such as severe mental illnesses, eating disorders, strong language, physical and mental abuse, alcohol and drugs abuse, homophobia, self-harm and suicide. Reader discretion is advised. ! [ NOTE; this fanfiction is currently being edited, so please keep in mind that most chapters still haven't been touched in months. There will be sudden changes and most comment threads will end up in the general comment section. Updates will be out regularly regardless of the ongoing editing. ] >「This book is written with the sole purpose of entertaining, it's not meant in any way to romanticize or glorify depression nor abuse. I would never disrespect, harrass and/or force Zak and Darryl into a relationship.」< [Chapters are 2500 to 4500+ words long.] • 02/12/'19. ⤳ #1 - skephalo. • • 06/02/'20. ⤳ #1 - skeppy. • • 22/10/'19. ⤳ #4 - 14. • • 18/08/'20. ⤳ #7 - awareness. • • 20/10/'19. ⤳ #13 - dream. • • 24/10/'19. ⤳ #56 - mentalillnesses. • • 29/10/'19. ⤳ #74 - depression. •

[BEING REWRITTEN, STILL NOT COMPLETED] dream makes techno like stars again.

I lift his bangs and place my palm on his forehead, trying to check his temperature without a thermometer. He's warm, but not warm enough for me to push further on the possibility of him being infected. I decide to ignore my deeply engraved instincts from many moments like this with other people, and trust him. "Aren't you like... a doctor? How'd you get a cold?" I ask, laying back on the bed with my arms extended behind me, propping me up at an angle. He gives the classic, 'annoyed and unamused' look before answering. "Correction. physician scientist, and everyone gets sick, Zak. Just because I'm a quote unquote, 'doctor' as you put it, doesn't mean I'm exempt from illness." {}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{} **There are characters in the story not referenced in tags that may be mentioned by others** Important: ~ will no longer be putting 'warning: ___' above chapter numbers. Just assume every chapter will have: -no smut -no lime -some fluff -major character death -minor character death -some angst -maybe self harm -depression -description of blood -description of gore -suicide -violence -guns -cursing List will update as time goes on :) 1K - 1/16/21 ~ 8/30/20 - /// {}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{}{} Created for my own entertainment. I don't wish to disrespect or insult skeppy, bad, or anyone included in this story. If the story is upsetting for any person included, I will gladly take it down. I ship the personality's and characters of skeppy and badboyhalo, along with other ships included. Not the human people. Cover and chapter headers were created by me and Bazaart. I do not own the original pictures, filters nor fonts associated with any photos made.

I was visible, but only to you.

{COMPLETED!} Possible TWs: Depictions of death Derealization |if true happiness means you're not with me, i don't want it| Zak's dead lover has been haunting him ever since the accident and their death, driving him to insanity. And the worst part? They want Darryl dead. This story is left up to your interpretation on the bigger details! There isn't any correct or incorrect answers, anything is possible in this :) (Also, a little note, please don't ship cc's if they aren't comfortable w/ it- this sounds a litttlleeee hypocritical but I really only write for practice so please don't get angry at me for writing skephalo because it really truly is just practice)

PLEASE do not report this. the original creator is tbhyourelame. This is a copy from a03. If you want to read more and dont want to wait for me to publish more chapters, please register an a03 account :) credits to the author: tbhyourelame. I WILL DELETE THIS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ Summary Dream has always held a gentle admiration for George, but when their nuanced friendship trickles into his sleeping mind, he awakens to a new world of conflicting emotions and longing. Lost in the midst of a heat wave, he continuously listens to a song that works itself in to the very core of his heartache. Floridian nights, unsent messages, spiraling infatuation, and terrible, terrible weather. A breath of frustration escapes George's lips. "I don't do that." "You do. It's okay," Dream says. He feels pinpricks of warmth building in his chest. The words rise up faster than he can temper, laced with soft honey, "you're so cute." The call falls silent. They heard it. The affection in the tone of his voice, different than usual, no trace of humor. The way it came from the hearth below his heart, glowing with secrecy and shame-for George, and George only. They had to have heard it. -inspired by the song "heat waves" by glass animals

(Detective/Special Agent!BadBoyHalo x Crimelord!Skeppy) Flashes of raven hair, dark eyes twinkling with mischief, and a smile. A smile so bright it could blind him, it'd plague his dreams in the ungodly hours of the night, it'd cross his mind at random times during his wake, it's been years since Darryl saw Zak and yet the man still manages to creep his way into Darryl's mind. And this Skeppy, this masked man, he was reminding him of Zak too. (Undergoing heavy editing and kinda OOC, I'm sorry.) ((UNDERGOING HEAVY EDITING DUE TO ISSUE WITH A SHIP, PLUS NEXT UPDATE MIGHT (M I G H T ) BE AROUND AFTER JUNE 4, SCHOOL IS A PAIN AND MY FINALS END AT JUNE 4 LOLOL,REALLY SORRY I'M NOT DEAD I SWEAR)) ((P.S. WARNINGS REALLY , THIS IS MY FIRST FIC EVER, I USE BOTH IRL AND IGNS FOR PLOT REASONS (I dont do this in my other fics anymore) AND IF THAT MAKES YOU UNCOMFY THEN I'M JUST WARNING YOU IS ALL, I'M NOT EXPERIENCED OR ANYTHING SO DON'T EXPECT TO MUCH, I STILL HAVE TROUBLE WRITING AND THAT'S WHY I HAVE SLOW UPDATES, THANKS FOR LISTENING TO MY TED TALK))

For years, Skeppy has felt as if someone's been watching him in his own house. He could feel eyes peering at him from within the dark, but whenever he opened his eyes he was met with the undisturbed interior of his bedroom. As a joke, his friend Vurb suggests he writes a note to the "demon observing him." Skeppy, having nothing better to do than meme the non-existent entity in his room, writes a note with Vurb's guidance and places it on the floor beside his bed. It was a joke. That's all it was supposed to be, a silly joke that wasn't supposed to result in Skeppy befriending any hellish creatures -- and yet there he was, eating gluten-free muffins and roasting a demon's ability to do his job. ❧ ❧ ❧ ❧ ❧ A/N: Skeppy and Bad's friendship is absolutely wholesome and this fanfiction does NOT intend to shove the concept of "Skephalo" down their throats. Each character will be referred to as their usernames (with real names being referenced on occasion.) This fanfic does not perfectly reflect the mentioned CC's actual behavior. I dunno why, but I feel more comfortable putting twists on a "character" than copying and pasting an individual into a story. It's my way of separating fictional interpretations from the real deal. Also, if Bad or Skeppy were to express any form of disdain towards this shitty piece of literature, I won't hesitate to tear it down like my family tore down my dreams of being a veterinarian ;) I literally saw a shitpost Skephalo comic and was inspired to write this ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Cover not mine, made by Katiculla on Twitter.

Zak and Darryl are best friends. But when the basketball championships begin, Darryl seems a bit more distracted than usual. So, naturally, Zak tries out to be a cheerleader. I mean, who wouldn't? But Zak soon finds out the real reason Darryl was anxious. ----------------------- INFORMATION: Cover Art By: god1ast_ on Instagram Author: Quackitys_OwO_Drugs Story Tags: skephalo, skeppy, badboyhalo, bbh, gay, mlm, dsmp, mcyt, lgbtq, lgbtqia Based Off Of: MCC 16 - Pink Parrots ----------------------- ((THIS STORY WILL NOT CONTAIN SMUT. BOTH BBH AND SKEPPY HAVE STATED THAT THEY ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT, SO THEREFORE THIS IS MORE OF A FLIRTATIOUS STORY.)) (Only mature thing is cursing/swearing. Read only if okay with MLM, SkepHalo, and/or swearing.) ⚠️IF ANY OF THE CONTENT CREATORS MENTIONED IN THIS STORY BECOME UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS, I WILL TAKE IT DOWN. PLEASE BE RESPECTFUL TO THEIR BOUNDARIES. I DID AS MUCH RESEARCH AS I COULD BEFORE WRITING THIS STORY!⚠️ [] ZAK AND DARRYL ARE ONE YEAR APART IN THIS AU, SINCE THEY ARE HIGH-SCHOOLERS! DARRYL IS 18 AND ZAK IS 17. [] <> I AM USING THEIR REAL NAMES, BUT I AM NOT SHIPPING THE REAL PEOPLE. AGAIN, IF THEY FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS, I WILL BE MORE THAN WILLING TO TAKE IT DOWN. <>