[On Hiatus] Philza Minecraft can't seem to help but stumble into little kids and adopt them. Mob hybrid or otherwise, Philza Minecraft finds himself the father of young children he's very attached to and now needs to care for them despite not knowing their origins. As time goes on, both him and his children find where they want to fit in the world. ........... Anyway it's just an SBI thingy. Like how the family Dynamic happened. It's like a Minecraft au. There aren't enough of these on Wattpad. Some of this is inspired by the song "Hell's coming with me" great song, you should listen :D ... So apparently this book has kind of become a rehabilitation center for angst loving people who now have trust issues. So, Join us! Have some fluff! It's good for you... Somehow. Admittedly, the farther I got into this, the darker it got, and I'm definitely planning a huge turn to get back to the fluff, but with the current hiatus situation, uhhhh, GL. (This isn't a DSMP fic, but I do reference it a lot. It's more of a parallel universe than anything.)

❝ I think we could do it if we tried. ❞ in which Theodore just wanted to vibe on a popular minecraft server with his brother, not meet the twitch streamer he's had a crush on for the last 3 months. and, to add, fuck Dream for making sure to pick a day to invite Ranboo that he knew Theo would be on the server. ❝ why won't you let me change your mind? ❞ ( male!oc x ranboo ) ( social media au ) ( CASTIKLINE - 2021 )

Sonic and Knuckles love each other... but they must keep it a secret. Tails, Sonic's rich ex, is on the prowl. He is not afraid to do anything for Sonic back. This story contains bittersweet tears in the messy apartment of Sonic, and broken glass in Tails' mansion. Everything seems to try and keep Knuckles from loving the hedgehog he loves... until Shadow comes along. -- right, so, this is a crackfic i'm doing with my friends. sorry if you followed me for dark choco/cookie run content lol it's based off a school project i didn't finish, and a fanfic that used to exist. my friend and i both wrote this, so my style may not show through in all the chapters. enjoy this juicy boosy mystery!

"God, English majors are so lame." "This is the part where you remember that 𝘺𝘰𝘶 were an English major, Techno." "Yeah. English majors are so lame." ⤫ CURRENTLY UNDERGOING EDITING ON CHAPTER 37- 41 The list of things that Teagan Kato loved was a short one, but appropriate nonetheless. It consisted of mainly two things -- video games, and literature. The first was the reason she became a Twitch streamer. The second was the reason she went to college. It just so happened that somewhere in the middle, she found something else to add to her list. ⤫ *DISCLAIMER* This story was written in 2020, and is undergoing complete editing to remove certain characters. Reader discretion is advised. [book 1] [technoblade x female oc] [social media] [12/1/22- # 1 in Youtube] in memory of the man himself. teagan and i love you.

Tommy had lived and died as Theseus, Icarus, Orpheus and Sisyphus. But all he wanted to be was free. In which Tommy Soot, originally born in 1509, is cursed to be reborn, to never reach adulthood unless he figured out the Greek myth of his lifetime. He had one rule of not allowing himself to get attached to people but he would have never guessed that a foster family of the creator of Minecraft, an anime stan and a Soundcloud musician would break that rule. ~ SBI Foster AU but with Greek mythology.

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.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 3 --- Hiraeth (Welsh pronunciation: [hɪraɨ̯θ, hiːrai̯θ]) is a Welsh word for longing or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that no longer exists or never was. A deep and irrational bond felt with a time, era, place or person. --- You were close enough that you could see the crew scurrying about on deck now. They looked as ragged as the ship - no sense of unity about them other than that they were all standing on deck together, swords brandished as you approached. You scanned over them and felt suddenly grateful for your sailing uniform - some of those pirates didn't even have shoes. Simon strode the deck, scanning through the ranks for the captain of the Ghost. You had been given some indication as to what she looked like, but when she parted herself from the ranks of her crew, you weren't quite ready for what she actually looked like. They didn't do her justice on the wanted posters back home. She was short, but powerfully built. You could see ram horns sticking out from underneath her extravagant hat, and her coat was a bright blood red - the gold trim faded somewhat. You were most focused on her hair though - pure white and absolutely massive, it looked like a cloud around her head. Stern eyes finished the look, and you couldn't help but be a little bit entranced - this was the kind of person that people were scared to make eye contact with. Simon didn't seem all that frightened when he came to stand on the edge of your own deck, facing her over the narrow strip of sea that separated you - and you were grateful. If you were captain, you didn't know if you would be able to look her in the eye.

(fanart on cover by @POGchampRosy on wattpad) Y/n is a prisoner, locked inside the inescapable prison known as Pandora's Vault. She shares this space with one other prisoner, Dream. Who, little does she know, has an outside connection, and is actively working to escape. This "outside connection" may just give y/n the motivation she needs to finally escape the vault, get her life back on track, and fall for someone along the way.

𝓐 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕕𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟, 𝕒 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕒 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕚𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙. ◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈ "𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣?" "𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕗𝕖." ◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈ Technoblade x Reader ◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈ I'm so sorry to the people who know me and are reading this. Please feel free to print, translate, and share this story to others. It's meant to be shared ❤️