So, I'm afraid my bio has run out of space! Goodness... Now everyone will be added here! I'll probably section everybody better, too. Plus this gives more room and opportunity! All my love, Your mum/sister/grandmum/great-grandmum... etc, ~YayaZa_B33_ <3

Title is self explanatory. The characters and plot and others are not mine. Cover is a random image found online.

Ik my 'stuffs' book is basically an art book, but I wanted to make a art book that was just for art-

This is a project I've been working on, this is just for updates :D

Just some art that I've made (Mostly fanart- you've been warned)

I decided to put the hermits names into an incorrect quotes generator. I'm not sure I got them all, so just warning you. This will also be only the season 10 hermits because they're the ones I know. Of course I don't own the Hermits, they own themselves, and the quotes are not mine either.

One shots that are mostly Grian angst. This is where I will post small stories, there will be warnings on 'chapters' that will require them.

Grian has been keeping a secret for way too long, thinking he can't hold on to it any longer now. His childhood haunted him and he needed some help. When one of his closest friends, Scar, learns about it, things start to change. This is my first story!!! Please don't get mad at me if you are not satisfied with my story :(. This is not my artwork (the cover). I don't know who made it. I just wrote the title on it. I wish I could draw like that D:! ⚠️ DISCONTINUED, CHECK MY PROFILE!!⚠️

They'd gotten out. After being stuck as gladiators in that god-forsaken arena for who knows how long, they got out. Now the only problem is staying out, but how? None of them knew which way the exit was, so they scattered. Even if not all of them made it, it would be worth it if some of them could make it out. Contains minor gore This idea floated around my head long enough I couldn't not write it, and since it came out decent, I figured I'd post it. No romance, No shipping, Essentially a backstory for if I want to write little interaction scenes. Probably won't get consistent updates, if at all, so be warned. Httyd music + Grian Watcher = this, apparently. Warning! Please note! I am in no way, shape, or form an expert on Watcher lore, nor do I intend to claim to be as such. Any Watcher facts found in this story are to be taken with much salt, and generally considered to be only true to this specific story. Characters are not mine, they are minecraft personas of content creators. Cover image is a feather I found on google that I colored purple ~~~ALERT~~~ I have only posted this story on Wattpad. Same goes for my shorter stories in my Snippets book. If you see this anywhere else, it is STOLEN. If I ever post it elsewhere, I will state it clearly here, state where, which username, and (if I remember) when.

"Grian?" X panted. The figure before them stood, revealing that it was, indeed, Grian, although he was not looking great, His hair was wind-blown, sure, but it looked even more disheveled than that. His flying had been so sloppy that Xisuma had barely recognized him at first. His chestplate seemed to have been strapped on in a hurry, as it hung awkwardly on his body. And then there were his eyes. Bags had formed under them and they were quite bloodshot, yet there was a certain wildness to them. His eyes were wide open despite his fatigue, and he looked more than a little frantic. "Guys! You can't be here!" "What?" X tilted his head in confusion. "Why not?" Grian turned to Scar. "Can't you feel it?" Scar didn't understand. "Grian? What are you talking about? Feel what?" "The magic!" Grian cried. "It's too dangerous for you to be here!" "Grian, you're not making any sense." By now, Grian was visibly shaking. "Just - please tell me you didn't go inside." "We were just coming out," X replied. Grian's eyes, if even possible, grew larger, the redness accentuating the anxiety therein. No - not anxiety. Fear. What happens when Xisuma, Scar, Joe, and Wels stumble upon a strange temple in a distant jungle filled to the brim with magic? What happens when Grian's past is thrust back upon him, after only a year of peace? And why is everyone changing?