In a world of destruction, children are not spared. The youngest of which has been fighting since he was eight years old. the child soldier isn't even a child anymore, but rather a person filled to the brim with unwavering loyalty, as he has been made to fallow his brother blindly through a path of decay. He never questioned it until he lost everything... His brothers... his "father", if you could even call him that. It seemed like he only showed up to go away again. It seems like he'd lost even himself until he is found by one of the only adults swept up in the war. A neutral demon filled to the brim with empathy. Could this be what he needs? A second chance, and a place to start over?

Aimsey and Guqqie are two muggle-born wizards both unaware of that fact, until they've been told, join Aimsey and Guqqie as they explore Hogwarts together and become Very close

at Bellamy school theres a popular group of students that everybody would die to date but no body expects the quiet boy to catch there eye... Ranboo x tommy Purpled x tommy

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝: 9/6/21 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐭

A little MCYT AU (contains some horror elements and sometimes mentions of blood. Caution of swearing too!) _ Please dont expect this to be very good- im not the best writer and i have bad punctuation and grammar! Also this is mainly gonna be a Ranboo centric fic- - If i upload a chapter its probably 12:00 am/pm for me.

Umm this is an AU idea I had inspired by the famous lemon demon song "Amnesia was her name" That I just made! May contain: •Angst •Fluff(maybe) •possibly mentions of blood, death and, traumatic experiences(but idk) Includes characters: •Ranboo •Cuptoast/Crumb •Tubbo & Tommy I fully claim this idea(don't know if this is already made???) As my own and is not Gatekeeping it so you can use it too!

Don't make a sound. Don't answer the phone when it rings. Run. The forest which is well known as the generation loss incident. An ancient wood with secrets that are hidden. Don't try to make him know you're here... ---------------------------------------------------------------------- This is an Au (alternative universe) Please don't consider this to be anything like the generation loss project that the creator Ranboo has made. This is all fan made. This includes: Wilbur soot ARG, Tommy's fake ARG, Generation loss Au, Worked since: 2022 Finished on: Publishing chapters: when i have time Tw: repeating words, blood, weapons If you're sensitive to these i suggest.... Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Yet you keep listening Inaugurations never go as plan do they? They rarely do sir. Good luck.

i'm not sure how to explain it cause i don't have a actual plot yet but it's as the title says, a generation loss au. mainly focused on ranboo and tommy. i will come up with a better title and description later on. trigger warnings: blood, violence, yelling, other stuff maybe

"──okay hold up I'm gonna have to call you back." based around Ranboo's analog horror project, Generation Loss ¡warning! ¡warning! ¡warning¡ !warning! ¡warning! this book will contain triggering topics. this is centered around Generation Loss and Wilbur's arg, (despite me knowing next to nothing about his arg but shh its fine) - triggering topics include - -DEREALIZATION!!! -blood -murder -swearing - if any of this makes you uncomfortable then maybe this isnt the book for you right now (and that's okay!)

𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚋𝚘𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢. N⃘e⃘v⃘e⃘r⃘ f⃘o⃘r⃘g⃘e⃘t⃘ y⃘o⃘u⃘r⃘ s⃘e⃘l⃘f⃘ :) H⃘e⃘ w⃘a⃘t⃘c⃘hs⃘ f⃘o⃘r⃘ d⃘a⃘y⃘s⃘ a⃘p⃘o⃘n⃘ d⃘a⃘y⃘s⃘ h⃘e⃘** p⃘l⃘e⃘*e⃘s⃘ d⃘o⃘n⃘'t⃘ l⃘e⃘v⃘e⃘l⃘ p⃘l⃘e⃘a⃘s⃘e⃘....