Grian (also known as Xelqua), Pearl, and the two new Prime Admins are stuck between a hard place and a rebellion. The hard place being a full-fledged war with an enemy more secretive than the Watchers. An enemy who's always lurking, always listening, always one step ahead. The rebellion being against the Prime Admins... specifically the Prime Admin who's a Watcher. Now, between the entire nation on the brink of collapse, an enemy waiting to pounce the second Grian missteps, and a very powerful former ally now bent on revenge for the murder of his brother (who Grian might've accidentally killed) - Minecraftia (and the hermits) are in greater peril than ever before. And all it takes is one wrong word before the entire order crumbles.

The cold fresh air hit a teenagers face as he opened the window and crawled out of it onto a railing leading to the other apartments, his feet hitting it with a small 'clank'. The boy look up at the sky seeing only clouds filling the night sky as he put on his mask. Then pulling out his walky talky turned it on. "Unit 7 we have a 211 over on west side" a womens voice said with a monotone voice. "104" replied someone on the other end. "Lets do this." the boy said with a smirk. turning off the walky talky that you can tell is 100% his and not stolen, the boy got up on the railing bars and jumped off. Tommyinnit The Amazing Vigilante was on the move ready to fuck with crime. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ TW: Major Character death!

Or at least, they end up okay. Tommy discovers this as one day, running from Dream and his exile, he falls through the snow and wakes up in an odd world, one with lots of people! Even more people than the DreamSMP, but not quite as many as SMP Earth, which he hardly remembers. Now, in this new world, far friendlier than his old, he must help his newest friends find the friend that disappeared from their world. Meanwhile, Grian wasn't sure where he was or who any of these people were until he bumps into Phil. When he found out a man called Dream had hurt his old friend's kid, he wasn't very happy to say the least. He was particularly angry at how the kid was dragged into their stupid wars, and didn't hesitate to tell the man who wore a plain mask off, much to the surprise of everyone there. It's not every day you see a 5'6 man in an oversized red sweater screaming his head off at one of the most dangerous men in the server. He has to learn how to juggle his sudden nightmares, the insanity of his new world, and the issue of getting home all at once, and he must admit, it was very stressful. Will they be able to get home, or will they be stuck swapped forever? They both had people, friends, family counting on them to come home. Counting on them to return to them. They couldn't let them down. Aka Tommy gets therapy and Grian gives everyone else therapy.

Dreams Dad, a renowned scientist, works on an experiment that goes incredibly wrong. It releases deadly gas into the air, either killing humans or turning them into human eating zombies. Dream is left alone after he is separated from his Dad. The story follows Dream and his best friend George trying to survive during this world disaster. It will include perspectives from Techno and Wilbur, higher ups who want Dream dead. They are on the hunt to kill him, convinced he was the cause. And also includes perspectives from three teens, Ranboo, Tubbo, and Tommy who are looking for Dream. They are in need of a cure after something disastrous happens to one of them. Everyone is looking for Dream. But who will find him first?

'Do you know how worried we were?' his brother asked, a hiss sounding as Tommy attempted to move to look up at him. He was only squeezed tighter in response. 'You didn't come home last night. How was I supposed to know that you hadn't gotten lost?' Tommy swallowed nervously, gently wrapping his arms around his sibling's torso and clutching onto the fabric of their coat. 'The forest would have shown me the way back,' he managed. 'Besides, I'm sorry- I- I lost track of time and-' 'You lost track of time?' came a snarl, a barely concealed rattle hiding beneath his words. Tommy tensed up, hiding his face in their chest and holding on even tighter. Maybe if he was nice, he would be forgiven, he would be fine- 'Yes,' he whispered. ----------- a collection of dark/posessive sbi oneshots and short stories reposted from my ao3 (@W3llthatsprettyironic). All relationships are platonic. Enjoy! <3 (Art is NOT mine! Made by @Hithen)

this is not my book it belongs to islifewords on ao3 "My birthday present to me is that I'm gonna stop forcing down those wretched meds," Tommy scrunches his nose at the mere mention of his medicine, "please let's just pretend." He goes back to pleading for something normal, god he hates that word, normal. "Pretend what?" Techno asks, a few feet behind Wilbur. "Pretend that everything isn't shit." Tommy says, looking at his eldest brother. "But you're-" Techno begins but Tommy isn't going to stop until he gets what he wants. "I know I'm terminally ill, but let's just pretend that I'm not currently dying." He says, eyes and mind still silently pleading that they will just give in and stop being pricks. "How am I supposed to pretend if we're still in this hospital?" Wilbur asks, gesturing to the room they are currently in. Tommy laughs, "Just pretend my birthday is hospital themed." Or the fic where Tommy is just trying to make it to his seventeenth birthday, and the rest of sbi are going to make sure he gets there.

grian felt himself begin to fall into the abyss, his hand wrapping around his chest as his wings flew up; he was falling... ♡ hermitcraft is a place where people who have powers, are hybrids or are anything but pure human are placed by the watchers. Xisuma is of course the leader of hermitcraft while no one is his right hand person. when season six rolls around, the entire server is happy and confused to see a person... a perfectly normal looking human named Grian waiting for them on the other side. but maybe something is up with the new kid... ♡ started: May 5th, 2020 ended: January 15th, 2021 i won't be putting any NSFW or too shippy things into the story as to not cause discomfort to the actual players. their might be slight ship mentions like grumbo or such but nothing serious, thank you!

[DISCONTINUED! SORRY :(] "We should prepare for the worst. You never know what could happen, especially with these types of Watchers." Welcome to my first actually-planned-out story! I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I enjoy writing it. *Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters present in this fanfiction, nor do I own this AU/idea. Libra Skyward belongs to Ariyaquila.* *partially inspired by Ariyaquila's "The Watcher's Downfall" and "The Forgotten Uprise," and WinterCelTea's "The Protector"*

No less than two years after humanity's acceptance into the Galactic Assembly and participation in the Drev War, most aliens have still never seen a human. Rumors run rampant about these strange, powerful predators, so much so that news of them has spread across the known universe. Krill, an alien surgeon stationed at the galaxy's largest trauma center, hardly has time to believe these rumors, but a freak accident aboard a human spaceship brings him in contact with the first human he has ever met. Fascinated by their wonderful strangeness , he finds himself a member of the crew under a young and inexperienced captain with no idea what he's gotten himself into.

There are hunters- and then the hunted. George, Nick, and Darryl, all being hunters, were assigned a mission to hunt down a 'criminal'. Little did he know, George would end up falling helplessly in love with this criminal. Meeting friends along way, while going through some challenging tasks. //this will be taken down immediately if anybody in this states that they are uncomfortable with being in these!!// ((Cover/art by @dream_teeaamm on Instagram))