A mysterious figure known only as Watcher lingers between hero and villain, perched above the city as a silent observer. Feared by the public but trusted-carefully-by both sides, Watcher trades in information, never identities, walking the fine line between neutrality and manipulation. When two heroes, Starborn and Hot Guy, arrive late to a tense rooftop meeting, they're met not with guidance, but with quiet judgment and a cryptic warning. The information they receive points to a rising threat: a chaotic, Western-themed villain known as the Sheriff, now forming dangerous alliances-including one with a volatile fire-wielding partner. But the real mystery isn't just the villains gathering power-it's Watcher. Dismissive, unreadable, and always one step ahead, they vanish as quickly as they appear, leaving behind more questions than answers. And for Hot Guy, one unsettling realization lingers: even after Watcher is gone... it still feels like they're watching.

this fic is a cute and soft treebark story meant purely for fun and entertainment. it's full of lighthearted moments, where treebark is a little quirky and endearing, showing their unique bond. there's no deep plot or serious conflict, just a playful, carefree vibe that highlights their sweet connection. the fic isn't meant to be taken seriously, just a feel-good, warm story where the focus is on cute interactions and fun moments. think of it as a cozy escape, bringing smiles without any heavy drama-just pure, soft treebark energy.

Deep in a secret testing facility a small avian is trapped in a life of unbearable experiments. But when the Hermits infiltrate and raid the lab they rescue the injured hybrid. With this new freedom grian is given a chance to live, explore life and spread his wings - but the shadow of his past threatens to clip his wings forever. Can the Hermits save him from the darkness of his past or will they forver be lost in the void of his life and secrets? Started 16/8/2025 Finished 7/9/2025 Wc: 33505 100☆ 2/9/2025 200☆ 6/10/2025 1k views 5/9/2025 2k views 12/9/2025 3k views 6/10/2025 4k views 13/11/2025 5k views 1/12/2025 6k Views 29/12/2025 #1 in gtwscar #2 goodtimeswithscar #4 grian

This is a short story about Vsmp and any ships will just be of their character personas not the actual people! Also I ONLY write fluff. Some Trigger Warning: Blood Violence Angst Psychological torture Insanity Sorry abt the cover it broke for me so I can't edit it

Bdubs's family, the clockers, own a clock shop. It's been in their family for generations. Bdubs lives with his father, mother, and his older brother Scar. Bdubs tries to stay happy and on top of things, but it's getting harder as each day, his parents seem to be arguing about everything. What to have for dinner, what to watch on TV, and even things like what color the car is. One day, two guys enter the shop. A father and son. The father, Randy, explains to Bdubs how he needs this grandfather clock fixed. He then made small talk and Bdubs found out that Randy's son, Etho, was actually going to the same high school. Would they become close friends and Etho would help him out, or will Bdubs bottle up all of his feelings forever?? Find out now! (Cover art by me!!!) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on any other site besides Wattpad, it is not mine. I only post on Wattpad.

Bdubs stepped off of the plane, taking off his headphones and wrapping them around his neck. "Hey Bdubs!!" He glanced around and saw Scar, who waved a sign in the air. "Hey dude, you made it!!" Scar fist bumps his brother. "Yeah I actually survived." Bdubs yawned and stretched. "You hungry?" Scar asked, taking Bdubs backpack to take some weight off his shoulders. "Cod yes." Bdubs' stomach grumbled almost as if on cue. Scar chuckled and they walked out. "So how was your flight?" He asked. "It was alright. Had some bad turbulence when we came in since it's raining so hard." Scar nodded. "So where's Grian?" Bdubs asked. "We're gonna meet up at a diner, you okay with that?" "As long as I get food I'm chilling." ~ SHIPS: -Heart Husbands -Ethdubs -Shadowbeans -Wither Husbands -Flower Husbands -Scarian -Ahasbands ~ (Cover art is not mine) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! I do not post on Ao3 or any other site, if you see my work on there please let me know so I can handle it, thank you.

Scott and Pearl were betrothed to be come married when Scott turned 18. Both of them did no want to married to each outer, and stay just friends, but both their parents had arranged it when they were born. When Scott is sixteen he started sneaking out to a flower filed near the palace, that is owned by a ranch near by, and one day about two weeks after his 17th birthday, he see Jimmy frolicking in the flower field. will the prince and his non royal lover ever be able to love or will they be forced to say goodbye when Scott is crowned king and married to his friend, or will their love prevail and they will have their happily ever after? you should go read The Prince and The Fox by CaptainBlue27(<- that's me!) before this. This fic is set 6 years in the past from that fic. Though you don't need to read it to enjoy this, it is recommended. link to The Prince and The Fox: https://www.wattpad.com/story/378994203-the-prince-and-the-fox (I do not own the cover picture. Credit to the artist) (cross posed on A03 under the name Red poppies and warm kisses by Captain_Blue [that is me!]) 'Royal Love' is the name of the series this is part of by me, 1: The Prince and The Fox 2: Red Poppies and Warm Kisses 3: Let's Change our World 4: Engaged Morning Kisses 5: Two Royals and The Commoner 6: Oh Love, Why Can't I Kill You?

where robot grian learns to be a human in all sense of the word even falling in love with the boundary he wasn't supposed to cross.

Cub was told from the very first day: never reveal himself. Hide the wings. Hide the horns. Hide the sharpness of his smile and the power humming just beneath his skin. Be smaller. Be quieter. Be less. So he learned. He learned how to file his horns down until they ached, until the dull nubs left behind could pass for harmless deformities rather than proof of what he truly was. He learned how to grind his teeth flat, ignoring the sting and the copper taste in his mouth, because predators were feared-and fear invited questions. He learned how to fold his wings tight against his back, binding them beneath a lab coat that hung heavy and stiff, its fabric hiding the faint shimmer of vex light that refused to be fully smothered. Most days, the coat was enough. Most days, no one noticed the way he stood too still, or how his eyes caught the light just a little wrong. No one questioned why he flinched at mirrors, or why he never laughed with his mouth open. They saw a scientist. A helper. Someone safe. And that was the point. Because Cub knew-had always known-that the moment the truth was seen, the moment the wings unfurled or the horns grew back sharp and proud, the world would stop calling him Cub and start calling him something else entirely.

Scar, a 19-year-old trainee cop, chases a suspect from a bank robbery through a narrow alley late at night. The criminal-who looks disturbingly close to Scar's own age-takes a sharp corner and vanishes without explanation, leaving Scar unsettled. The disappearance feels wrong, especially given rumors that the Yakuza have begun moving into the area, dangerously close to schools and young adults. Dispatch radios Scar, clearly relieved to hear he's alive, and orders him back to the station. His partner, Cub, picks him up, teasing him gently during the quiet drive as Scar sulks over losing the suspect. Upon arriving at the station, Scar expects to be yelled at-but instead, he's met with pitying looks from other officers, which only deepens his anxiety. Scar and Cub are called into their boss's office, where they're informed of a covert assignment. The department needs someone young enough to go undercover at a local college, and Scar is the only agent who fits. The boss reveals the target: Grian, a tired-looking 19-year-old suspected to be the son of a Yakuza family head. Scar's role will be to pose as a college student and become Grian's roommate. Cub protests, calling the plan reckless and unfair given Scar's age and inexperience. In response, the boss explains why Grian is so important: his presence coincides with unexplained failures in Yakuza operations. The department believes Grian is either being unknowingly used-or quietly sabotaging the organization from within. Either way, he's a critical variable. The mission hinges on one thing above all else: Grian has to trust Scar. And Scar realizes that this assignment isn't just dangerous-it may be tied to the mysterious criminal who vanished in the alley, and it will test everything he thinks he knows about justice, loyalty, and himself.