People say everyone gets a second chance. Nobody ever talks about what comes after. Ever since the accident, Wemmbu has had the worst luck imaginable. A flower pot falls where he was standing seconds before. Traffic lights fail at the worst possible moment. Every day brings another close call, another story to laugh off, another "I'm fine." But the accidents are getting closer. His friends think he's hiding something. They're right. So he starts preparing. Giving away the things he loves. Taking more pictures than usual. Apologizing for things no one remembers. Just in case tomorrow is the day his luck finally runs out. Because if dying once taught him anything... it's that sometimes coming back is the worst thing that can happen. Something is rewriting history. Someone is trying to finish what death started.

SOO UHHHH A UNSTABLE SMP HIGHSCHOOL AU FIC THAT INCLUDES A LOT OF SHIPS AND CHARACTERS AND UHH THE TWO OF THEM ARE SLIGHTLY(a lot more than slightly) DEPRESSED BUT WE DONT TALK ABOUT THAT.

What happens when Wemmbu, gets slapshed by a potion and gets turned into a child - and suddenly gets new older brothers and new sisters? Will they be able to turn him back to normal? And this is inspired by ashswagged in TikTok credits to her, the things inspired in this is Wemmbu and Ash are brothers, and their background, and parents. ART IS NOT MINE CREDITS TO THE OWNER WHICH I DON'T KNOW WHO

Wemmbu in his invisible knight arc, instead of going invisible he turns into a form nobody knows about. A Nightfury from Httyd. He has purple marks scattered around his body. He is wounded after a fight and a certain fire born individual finds the dragon and takes it in.

I'm getting bored of the other two, I got an idea, this is my own cover art, I own it, this feels like taking care of children. anyway uhm i got this idea while doomscrolling on tiktok it's not bad I promise you can ready my other flamebu books😀

Angels, Heaven; Demons, Hell; Faith, sin; God, sinner. Heaven says, "let your wings spread. Confess your sins. Be not afraid, it will end quick." Hell says, "just let go. Your past is sinful. Stop standing up, you can't escape." =========================================== [ UU / Unstable Universe / Unstable SMP ] -FlameFrags x Wemmbu

No exits. No way back. When Flame steps into a place that shouldn't exist, he quickly realizes he's no longer in the real world. Endless yellow halls. Buzzing lights. Silence that feels alive. He learns to survive. To stay calm. To keep moving. Until he meets someone who wasn't supposed to be there. Wemmbu is reckless, loud, and far too human for a place like this. And in a world where people disappear without a trace... getting attached might be the most dangerous thing of all. This is inspired by the backrooms. Anyways I hope you like it!

What happens if Wemmbu actually dies? Will people miss him? Will they mourn his death? Or will they act as if nothing happens? Eggchan watches as his best friend dies, right in front of him, with no way to help or do anything. Hopeless. But even more hopeless from the feeling of loss. The blood of his friend on his hands, it will never disappear no matter how much he washed his hands over and over again. "I knew this rivalry would kill you one day.. but I-I didn't expect it to actually happen... not so fast..." MinuteTech was the first to receive the news from Egg. "I should've," he paused, "came along..." Minute muttered, regretting his decision. "He's not.. really dead.. is he...?" ParrotX2 asks, unsure how to react. "It- it's one of your pranks, again? Right? RIGHT?!" "He's dead... he's really dead..." SpokeIsHere's hand shook. In this moment, he was the most quiet he's ever been. "YOU'RE LYING, BRO." FlameFrags refused to acknowledge what Egg said. "THERE'S NO WAY HE'S DEAD! HE CAN'T BE DEAD!" "..." ManePear stood still, silent and unmoving. His expression hidden away from the world. "Did I push him too hard...?"

In a world where "unstable beings" are hunted, Wemmbu has spent his life running-hiding the wings, horns, and tail that make him a target. Flame was never meant to care. A half-demon feared by all, he was supposed to protect... not feel. But somewhere along the journey, protecting Wemmbu became something more. I hope that you enjoy reading my story.

UH... IDK. THE TITLE EXPLAINS IT-