*Sequel to Kiss the Teacher* It's July 1995, and You-Know-Who is back. You've been living a (mostly) peaceful life with Remus for the last year, but all of that is ripped out from under you with this news. You find yourself living in a new friend's home, reconnecting with old friends, all the while trying to hold together your relationship.

The royal family of Antarctic empire isn't exactly close. Emperor Philza is always occupied; Tommy hasn't seen Techno in months, and even if Wilbur is here, in the capital, their relationship can be described to be strained at best. The royal family doesn't need to be close, however, it only needs to be balanced, like the pillars holding the country above their heads - as long as they are strong and steady, the Empire will be too. It's the principle that held Tommy's back straight and his shoulders broad through the years of hardships and trials of errors; through yet another formal meeting where his father's gaze would look past him and where his brother's words would be filled with poison that makes the deepest parts of his soul ache. At that time, Tommy couldn't know that his family would find a replacement for him in the face of a commoner boy named Ranboo. ~🦋~ Tommy's family has replaced him. It's only fair that he gets to do the same. (Dream SMP & Remarried Empress fusion with neglectful SBI + positive discduo)

Welcoming death was something he was used to after all. But waking up in a whole ass different universe was something new. Being surrounded by people who called themselves 'Heroes' with weird super powers, Tommy is forced to adapt to the new life, not knowing if he will be able to come back to his home. And when the opportunity comes, will he go back? Or will he change his mind and decide to stay with his new family and lots of friend's? After all, those are people who showed him what it really means to be loved.

A world filled with magic, monster, and warriors. s̵̱̼̙͉͈͉͚̗͍̣͙̈̽̍͠ţ̷̧͉͈̟̬̦̩͔̯͓̺͍̗͑̉̀͂͛͒r̶̨̗̜̣͎̬̣̟̯̲̖̳͖̩͖͑̆̒͝a̵̢͈͚͇̳̠̍͂͛̂͗̔̆̋̅̋̈́͛̐͝n̷̡̛̤̼̮͉̘̝͔̥̥͕̼̰͚̏̓̌́̅̀͆͘̕͝ģ̶̢̠̜̪͎̺̠̥͕͒̀͋̽͌͂͊̿́͝ͅe̶̳̰̦̩͔͑̇̃̊̋̅̊̄̾͜͝͝.̷͉̣͇̝̤̞̳͇̫͔̼͑̒̂́̋̊̋̅̃͝͝ ̸̬̑͐̓̽́͛̉̽͠ Where the opportunities to create are endless. d̸̩̘̤̪̗̻̯̆̀̅̈́̌̈́̽̈̃̒͒̌̉͝͝e̸̮̰̱̗̳̦̭̟͒͑͋͒͋̔͑̋̎̔̽͗̕s̷̖̖͖̉̎̽̀̓͗͘͘ṭ̷̙̦͚̤̠̦̞͍͎̖̘͙̌̀̋̑̏̈́̄̎̍̍͜ͅr̴̛̬̳̼̯͍̦̤̪̗̮̹̱̙̃̋̎̓̌͛̈́̓͊́͆̆͝ǫ̶̨͈̭̼̲̲̅̀̊̋̀̐̾̽͘ÿ̷̧͖̺̟͇̜̗̗̱̱̲̪͚̉̅͜ The memories you make are unforgettable. ḑ̸̹̹̃̐͑̽͂̾̓́̌͋͘͜͝͝ę̷̱̪̠̪͈̩̫̟͚̜̤͕̹̅̍̊̆͂͒̊̒v̶̢̛̛͚͓͈͚͍̪͈̈͋̇̅̓̑̓̎̈́̂̑̚̚ͅo̵͚̪̤̹͐̓͗̌̈́͘͝͝ï̶͈̽̃̉͘d̴̡̢̧̝̭̻͈̺̟̜͇̖̼͑̾͐̇̇̍̏͐͌̀͜ͅ And your friendships unbreakable. f̵̧̛̺̖̤̮̻͕̝̗̝̞̙̲̔͑͑́̈́͒̎̇̒̈́ơ̸̡̪̻̬͖̻̔͑̈̀̑͋r̴̘͙̤̘̤͔͗͆̂͘͝g̴͖̜̟̟̠̞̹̪͖̲͛̋͌̅o̶̖͈̼͌̔̐̇͋͆̈́̓̈́̐͝t̵̡̨̮͔͇̹̻̀̈́͆͗͑̓t̶̬͓͎̩̞͕͚̝̋̈́̊̔̂̊̎̆̅ͅe̶̗̰̮̳͈̝̠͍͔̼͇̻̬̅͛͝͝ǹ̸̛̹͎͓̘̪̳͕̫̻̙̳̖̅̌̌́̿̈́̏̎̈̓͜͝ͅ It's a shame really... .̸̼̹̱́͝.̸̧̘͕͖̗͓̫͎͈̬̈̄̌.̵̡̛̛̙̼̥̼̼̬̤͙̑́͊̏̏̌̈́͛̾͘ That someone like you can't truly ever rest their eyes. ć̶̨͍̱̺͔̘͚͜r̷̙̞͙̠̰̹͇̈́̾̿̒̅͒̄͌͌̕͠͝u̷̡̥̫͕̱͉͚̥͋̈̏̇ȩ̸̗͇̯̦͈̥͈̳̹͚͓̏͂́̊́̿̅̊̐̊̀͆̕͜͝͝ḻ̸͔̝̄̕̕ (As the title says, this is a Fantasy AU. All I own is the plotline.)

This contains Stanley x The Narrator. No smut, sorry. Also the romantic parts are written really badly because I'm aromantic so I have no idea how love is supposed to work 😩

"Theseus. Stop running. There's nowhere to go." Tommy looked over the edge of the building thoughtfully. His red and white trainers toed at the edge, looking over the near-cavernous drop. When he turned to glance back over his shoulder, Jubilee was approaching him slowly and the black shape on the horizon was definitely the Crow Father soaring in for another areal attack. "Nowhere?" Tommy echoed. "There's no way you're getting out of this one, Theseus. Get away from the drop and come in quietly." Tommy saluted Jubilee, beaming. "No chance, bitch boy." And he let himself plummet off the side. Top Rankings: #5 Bench Trio (4th February, 2022) #11 Philza (2nd September, 2022) #1 Mild Violence (10th September, 2022) #15 Sleepy Bois Inc (5th October 2022)

A Shiro fic for all your Voltron trash needs. Please appreciate my garbage story. Cover art creds to SolKorra on DeviantArt. If you're searching for that good as hell Voltron art to cry about check her out.

Stanley starts going along as normal when he realised the narrator couldn't be heard by his co-worker. As Stanley goes about the time he talks to the narrator,despite being a different world the narrator still knows Stanley hasn't changed.