Cross has had it. There is only one place left for him to go and he just HAS to find it. Escaping an abusive father, he seeks the Circus. A spectacle of performers and animals. But once he's there, things aren't as they seem. Ships: Crossmare Errink Kreme Horrorlust Afterdeath Dustberry WARNING: SAD

MCYT AU! - TW: there are suicide mentions so read at your own discretion - - no nsfw (obviously) started: 21 October 2020 ended: 23 April 2021 [This is so old and shitty I'm actually going to explode if someone votes for a chapter again]

Zak(Skeppy) was visiting his grandmother during the weekend, normally he has nothing to do down there. However this time his grandmother was telling him how the house's attic hasn't been cleaned out or gonna throw for probably more then over a decade, and the past owner pasted away and her relatives didn't clean it out when they had the estate sale. She continued saying she'll probably throw most the junk away, and if he would like he can salvage anything he wants. It was a boring saturday morning at his grandmother house, so why not you know, nothing else to do anyways. But when he went up there he found a old book, that he would never usually be interested in, but this one grab his interest like a moth to a flame. With that moment he grabed the book, his fate was sealed. I don't support megapvp! All art is done by you're truly. (Me I do all the art, my insta for art is Nepetas_art.tablet) TW- cussing Death (probably add more later on in the story) this is my first fanfics so be kind XD I'm nervous about editing part so I'll try to have a big edit time where I re read all the parts and fixs them.

Fic 1: looking at the flowers that don't seem as bright anymore. Fic 2: what had he gotten himself into this time? Fic 3: i feel like i know you. 3rd life fic(s) [NOW INCLUDING Empires and Last Life] about the platonic flower husbands except with 70% more angst than there needs to be. Idk, this is all i thought about.

~~Third book in series like title says! Read first 2 first please!~~ Sam is dead, for real this time. And yet, some Hermits seem to be missing. Who could be responsible for this, and who is next to go missing? (Cover Art Not Mine! All credit goes to @mint-mayhem on Tumblr plz go check them out they have super good art. also I got permission from them to use their art btw. don't steal art!)

Lust is caught up in the drama of being misunderstood, but one love will make him realize he's more than what people believe. This is the revised (and longer) version of One's Fond Embrace. Word Count: 60,000 words (Not counting A/Ns.) ^^ Note: Story is still in progress, so word count will continue to increase. ^^

Nightmare, go to school, they said. Nightmare, it will be FUN, they said. What a load of crap. Nightmare isn't buying any of it. His brother's loved and he is feared. When invited to go on an outing while weakened that leads to some supernatural involvement, Nightmare meets someone that will change his life. The problem? For better or for worse? That's a joke. His life can't possibly get any worse. Ships: Crossmare Errink Kreme Dustberry Afterdeath Horrorlust

~~Sequel to An Old Friend, read that first if you haven't already~~ Hermitcraft has been mostly peaceful for Grian and Mumbo since the incident with Sam. Both hermits want to leave what happened in the past and live their lives fully. But when the peace ends abruptly, this time Grian seems to be the only one affected. NOT A SHIP PURELY PLATONIC //Cover art is not mine. If you know the artist please tell me and I will credit them\\

Once again, Bad's server was being griefed by Skeppy. Bad knew Skeppy put on a persona when he trolled him, yet it didn't stop hurting. For whatever reason the hurt, the tears, the hateful words wouldn't go away. That is until Bad heard familiar a voice in his dreams. This is a goodboyhalo book. Tw: Self harm Unhealthy relationships Cover art is by Sakibeans

Cover art credit: @Aremiin Darryl lives his life as the pastors son, completely engulfed in his fathers religion and being prepared to follow in his footsteps once he has passed. On one normal Sunday morning Darryl finds himself sitting next to the new kid in town, and boy is he something. In no way do I ship the real life people, all though I use their real names I do not ship them, only their persona's. ⚠️Trigger warnings⚠️ • Heavily Religious based (Christianity). •Physical, verbal and emotional abuse. •Homophobia. •Slurs. •Underage drinking. And no, this doesn't contain smut. I do not support Wilbur in any capacity, he deserves whatever he gets.