Though he desperately refuses the conformities of modern novel tropes, George acknowledges he's just the same as every book character. A side character that is. Studying his way into writing a hit novel George has to master the ups and downs of his college life, overprotective roommate, and the friends with benefits he has going on with his best friend. Only problem is the line of feelings had been blurred years ago, and Dream's future lies between a pretty blondes watermelon flavored lips. Will George be able to skate past the due dates of writing or will he fall victim to the hockey captain once more? *** His brows furrow a bit but he seems to keep his cool when he asks, "can I still kiss you?" And what else am I supposed to say to that? *** This is a mature book. Check the TW in the first chapter <3

After spending a lifetime hiding his healing powers- the one oddity about his mundane life that could jeopardize it all- Tommy makes a mistake and heals a notorious villain. And all debts on this island must be settled. Thrown into the generations-long conflict of heroes and villains as both a healer and a tailor, Tommy has to grapple with the truth of his world and the painful knowledge that he's loved. - Featuring DSMP/OSMP (maybe a smidge of QSMP) characters as villains and the bosses from Minecraft: Dungeons as the heroes.

It wasn't supposed to be him. He hadn't spent his life to do this one thing for his village. To save it from the gods wrath. It wasn't supposed to be him. But the old priest had died the day before, unexpectedly throwing their safety into a fragile knifes edge. They had to do something. Give something, to the Blood God. And who would miss little six year old, troublemaker orphan, Tommy?

"So, mate- Tommy , be real with me here, why are you following me? Tommy pauses. "You don't ha-" "I just- didn't wanna be there anymore." Tommy mumbles, voice a lot less loud and strident. Tommy curls up into himself a little bit, just enough to be noticeable. "It's gonna get cold and rain soon," Wilbur mentions, opening the tent, letting the light inside spill out into the night. The tent was quite big and roomy, much bigger than any tent Tommy had seen before. "You can come in if you want." Or, Wilbur accidently adopts a child and now he's stuck with him as he travels the SMP. This fic does not belong to me all credits go to its original author thisisnOtpoggers on ao3

Ranboo has sleeping issues and can't find anything to occupy, but he sees one person online and that changes. Tommyinnit and Ranboo become closer but what if the two boys want a little more than just being friends. (Hello! Please do not hate on me, this is more based on their online personas than their irl persona. You can choose to see this as platonic or romantic but I am originally writing this romantically. Have a great day/nigh, stay hydrated and eat food <3

Red is a weapon made by the Superhuman Safety Commission. He has a mission, and he follows his orders. It all falls apart when he is put on probation. Now using the identity Tommy Innit, he'll have to survive as a discarded weapon. But just because he isn't with the commission anymore doesn't mean he's safe from the world of heroes and villains. He has his own stakes in this game, and he starting to discover that he wants to do more than survive. He wants to win.

This fanfic will be pretty chill, so if you need a calming, fluff read, this is the book for you! George flies to Florida a week earlier than planned and surprises Dream and Sapnap! But there's just one problem. George turns into a cat as soon he sees Dream... Will they figure out how to break the spell? Or will George remain a cat forever? I'm not going to put in tw, but just know there is some cursing and like spicy making out. And suggestive content I guess? cover art is done by me! and all the art in the book is done by me too! enjoy :)

NOT MINE ITS ZEESKEIT ON ao3 Tommy was handed a small flyer in printed in black and white, with the words "POETRY NIGHT - OPEN MIC" splayed across the front in bubbled font. He fumbled with his binder as he took it, eyes wide as he said, "are you sure? I mean, I love poetry and all, but I don't think-I'm not sure-what if I can't write poetry?" Mr. Sam's dark eyes softened, and he reached out to place a hand on Tommy's shoulder, squeezing it gently. "Everyone has to start somewhere; every poet, from me to Rudy Francisco, started off without knowing a clue about what we were doing. Tommy, it's not about if you can or cannot write poetry, it's about if you want to." or: The performance poetry AU in which Tommy joins a slam team and finds a home in the arts. NOT MINE ITS MY ZEESKEIT ON ao3

This is just a oneshot that was on my Ao3. Hope you enjoy :)

Mcyt Superhero/Hybrid AU because they're awesome! Ranboo, Tommy and Tubbo have been taking care of themseles for a few years now, doing odd jobs during the day, and illegal vigilante work at night to survive. Eventually thier work is noticed by the top heroes in the city. Uh oh. cover by me :] ____________________ #1st in ranboo - 17/11/2021 #1st in wilbursoot - 29/11/2021 #1st in mcyt - 04/11/2021 #1st in benchtrio - 21/10/2021 #1st in sleepyboisinc - 21/10/2021 #1st in technoblade - 23/10/2021 #1st in sbi - 25/10/2021 #1st in mcytau - 27/10/2021 #1st in vigilanteau - 15/11/2021 #1st in superheroau - 16/11/2021 #1st in superhero - 15/12/2021 #1st in experimentau - 15/12/2021 #3rd in vigilante - 22/10/2021 #5th in tubbo - 29/10/2021