Eburnean Tommy belongs to @blublu_by either on Insta or YouTube, This AU is completely not mine. The story's filled with the creator's headcanons and ideas, but I also placed mine into the mix. What if Dream actually did it? Killing Tommy and reviving him over and over and over? What happens if that occurs? This book has loads of trigger warnings, so DISCRETION IS ADVISED. Word Count: 1000-3000 The cover art and any art shown here belong to me. Uhh, you can ask me for proof if you want. #1 - eburnean #1 - depersonalization #1 - ghostboo #1 - numb

Why can I still feel his presence? He's dead why do I still feel his hands on me? Why do I still feel him near me?

Grian always bursts into their little, cozy attic right before things can go terribly wrong. Like that one time Ranboo had wanted to cook dinner. Tommy is pretty sure Grian had been asleep at the time of the occasion, judging by how messed up his blond hair was, yet he ran up two floors -four sets of stairs, fifteen steps each- and then burst through the door with a shout of "NO, DON'T DO IT!!!". It had been an eventful night that one, ending with a scolding and a very much grounded Ranboo. Which is weird, because Grian isn't Ranboo's parent, he is just their neighbor. And, at this point, it's just the norm for Grian to know what they are up to. The trio's theory is that the avian has a sixth sense or something. "Oh, hey Tommy and Tubbo!" Grian greets as he bends to pick up the fallen, heavy-looking boxes. "You're looking chipper today. Work went well, I'm guessing?" "Oh, Hell yeah! We mugged a guy!" "You did what-" Or: In which fic we explore the way Benchtrio can bring death and destruction to an innocent city, cause chaos and endear themselves to heroes and villains alike. Very fluffy, very crack-y. Or, or: In which Tommy is a raccoon, Tubbo is a bee and Ranboo is a very exhausted enderman --------------------- Inspired by teacupi's "TommyInnit's Guide To Being A (Highly Successful) Wingman" on ao3! (Seriously, if you haven't read that already, go check it out!)

This is a story about Tommyinnit who has had a horrible life, up until he met up with his friends for a month long holiday.

Tommy hasn't felt like himself in a long time. Forced into exile, he's sure things couldn't be worse; until Dream blinds him as a cruel punishment. Scared and alone, Tommy stumbles upon a cottage tucked away deep in the freezing tundra. Techno is content to live a life of isolation. After destroying L'Manberg, he's decided to settle down once and for all. But when his estranged brother shows up at his house one night, blind and afraid, his world is thrown into unexpected chaos. Now, he's on a desperate search for the only thing that can cure his brother. --- DreamSMP fanfiction; hope you enjoy! Contains strong language, heavy gore, mature themes, themes of manipulation/depression, mentions of suicidal ideations, self harm, drug abuse, and really shitty writing.

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

Misbegotten. Illegitimate. Mistake. Bastard. A product of a shameful affair, Sofia Colins, is a constant reminder to her family of the terrible mistake her father made eighteen years ago. Ever since she moved in with her dad's family, she has been struggling in a household where she is clearly unwanted. Her siblings see her as an embarrassment and her step-mother can't stand to look at her. It all comes to a head when she is forced on a family holiday to Tahiti. It isn't a normal holiday, and it will be one where Sofia finally has to face her past and her family. With the help of the kindhearted Declan, Sofia will need to fight to finally recognise that her past does not have to dictate her future. (credit for beautiful cover: @cacogen_)

"During your stay here, these are the rules you'll be following." He took a piece of paper from his desk drawer and handed it to me. House Rules 1. No backtalk or disrespect towards your brothers and elders. 2. No swearing. 3. No smoke, drinking, vaping, or drugs of any kind. 4. No lying. 5. No boys, dating, or sex. 6. No going to the 4th floor. 7. No going in the basement. 8. No leaving the grounds without an escort. 9. All clothing must be approved before leaving the house. 10. Be in bed asleep by 10:00 pm on weekdays, 12:00 on weekends. I nodded my head as I read the list. I reached his desk and grabbed a pen. "What are you doing?" Dario asked. "Oh, yeah." I chuckled "These are going to need some revision." I began, crossing and marking the paper. Imogen Almeria (all-mer-ee-uh) just lost her mom in the most traumatic way possible, but she'll ugly cry in the dark about that later. She's just discovered she has brothers, some shady ones at that. But don't worry guys, she'll figure it out like eventually.

It was one night. No names no feelings. But nothing is that simple when the impossibly hot stranger Ava encounters is heir to the Caponelli mafia... This book is available in print and now as a webcomic on WEBTOON! ***** Ava Moretti is a mafia princess with a fiery personality and an aversion to doing what she's told. Nick Caponelli is next-in-line to lead the Caponelli mafia - and he is used to getting exactly what he wants. When they meet by chance one night neither has any idea they are from rival crime families. After a night of passion they are supposed to part ways and never see each other again. But what happens when fate has bigger plans? Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of sexual activity violence and drug use which may be triggering for some readers. Cover designed by Ashley Bandy

After her mother's and step fathers death, Evelyn must move in with her 7 older brothers who she had no idea existed. Will she be welcomed back with warm hugs? Or will she be pushed away and hurt? Will she ever open up? Or will she continue to be a hollow skeleton with a fake smile plastered on her face? "She doesn't belong here!" I heard yelling as I walked through the big wooden doors. "I don't give a rats ass! You will do well to stay in your place or I promise you I will end your shit. Right here."