Gem was the quiet one, always staying away from people. She couldn't stand people. She stayed in her room, and never actually spoke to people, till she finally found her passion. Super hero and Villian Au. First time trying this, can't wait to see where it goes :] Art is not mine, it belongs to earthisnotflat on Reddit. Original is by SunniesStories on Wattpad. If you are on anything else you are reading stolen work.

Prince Ren never asked for a crown, nor the weight of titles. All he wanted was to play music-gentle, aching melodies strummed on delicate string instruments. He preferred lutes carved from silverwood and dark rose, guitars that hummed like whispers in the wind, and a weathered ocarina shaped like a teardrop, soft blue and always warm in his hands. The music was his comfort, his rebellion, and his quiet prayer. When the castle halls echoed with the fury of yet another war-when his family shouted about borders, bloodlines, and broken alliances-Ren would slip away. He would wander down secret paths only he remembered, through the whispering trees and into the Outcast: a forgotten grove hidden beneath a blanket of old magic and ivy. There, surrounded by peace and silence, he built a sanctuary. His instruments were stored in hollowed trunks, carefully wrapped in velvet and tucked away from the wrath of his father, who believed music was weakness and tried to destroy every string Ren cherished. Beyond the grove, just past the moss-covered stones, was his garden-his true kingdom. It bloomed wildly with flowers the color of fire and dusk: deep reds, scarlets, and wine-dark crimsons. Vines heavy with red fruit twisted through the branches, fragrant and sweet, tangled like forgotten lullabies. The air was thick with the scent of crushed petals and ripe berries, warm earth and song. And in the heart of it all, Ren would sit and play. Unbeknownst to him, the sorrow in his songs, the ache in every note, stirred something old and hidden beneath the soil. His music, filled with longing and beauty, began to call to magic itself-something ancient, something listening, something waiting to be found.

WARNING: this book includes guns and physical violence. Feel free to click off if any of that makes you uncomfortable. This world is full of endless possibilities. Hybrids of all kinds, monsters which roamed the night, creatures everywhere! I could go anywhere, do whatever I wanted. Nothing could stop me!! That was until I came across these little villages and my mother always told me to stay away from them. "They see us as something wrong. They'll hurt and torture you, so promise me you'll stay away from them." My mother told me. I never thought much of it, but it always made me curious what was there. - Scott gasped as he realized he was late. This was his big day, he couldn't fail his parents by skipping. Scott ran towards the forest and banged into the wooden shed, grabbing the bow and satchel of arrows before dashing out to his post. The forest floor crunched beneath him and he panted quietly as he kneeled down. A twig snapped and Scott gasped as he saw bears and lions surround him. Scott shot at them and the arrow hit one of the lions, which all started to chase him. Scott screamed for help as he ran, trying to get out. Trying to find others who could actually save and protect him. ~•~ Scott is a hunter, who is actually a big scaredy cat and longs for a life different than the one he has, and Jimmy is a free bird who can do basically anything he wants. It all changes when Scott and Jimmy meet. Hybrids end up showing up more, some getting captured and hurt. After Scott realizes how bad his life is, he tries to make a getaway and Jimmy shows him the life he could have. (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!!

This is my au of what could have happened after the events of the SMP, aka, my version of if a season 2 were to happen. I hope you enjoy this story, and please tell me if you like shorter chapters or if I should try to make them longer. I don't watch some of the creators in the SMP, so my only personality defining comes from Scott's/Dangthatsalongname's and Shelby/Shubble's povs. Warnings: Lgbtq+ (Can't think of anymore, will be updated) Ships: Avott (Avid x Scott) Pearleo (Pearl x Cleo) (Ship name?) Flower husbands (Scott x Jimmy)

'Before you jump to any false conclusions, let me tell you a little something about some of our people.' "This better be good." 'Don't worry, it will be.' She sat down in the mist and motioned for Scar to do the same. He did, after a moment's hesitation. 'Let me tell you about the Watchers.' ~~~ A story of magic, betrayl, and people set in a kingdom ruled by the Queen and her son, Prince Grian. 32k+ words Trigger Warnings - blood, violence, some gore, panic & anxiety, probably some other things

Jimmy was 20 years old, he had majestic golden wings. From the day he was born, he had no family. He grew up in the Clockers Orphanage where he found home within two people, Scar and Lizzie. Scar was the son of the lady who ran the orphanage, Cleo. Lizzie came to the orphanage when she was 7.

Starting before the events of empires smp s1. Following Xornoth, Scott and Jimmy.

The title Includes: Hermitcraft Third Life/Last Life/Double Life Empires SMP Wattpad only, if you see this on another site it's been stolen

The platform fell silent. Silly stepped forward, her voice cutting through the Hermits like a blade. "Breaking and entering. Burglary. Unlawful alteration of timelines." The crowd shifted uneasily. Scar's smile faltered. Mumbo's brow creased. But Silly wasn't finished. Her gaze swept over them-cold, merciless. A stunned hush rippled outward. Then she said it-clear, final, devastating: "He is the infamous villain... the World Destroyer: Grian." Every Hermit froze. Scar whispered, "You're lying." Mumbo stepped forward, shaking. "You don't know him." Xisuma's jaw tightened. "This isn't Grian." But Silly only stared back at them, unblinking. "Then where is he?" And that was the moment- the breathless, terrifying moment- when they all realized: Grian was gone. And CHRONOS had come to claim him. Or A long-running 'what if' fic connecting all Grian lore into a single theory, asking-and answering-who Grian really is. Cross posted on A03 Art by GPT. If you want that changed, I will.

The title of this fic comes from its number one reader: MultiFandomFox! A good portion of this fic's plot also could not exist without them. The image is staying and it's such a niche reference that if you know what it is I will be gobsmacked but the point is ITS STAYING AND I LOVE IT Anyway plot time: As in the original version of Martyn's Vampires SMP episode 2, Martyn goes looking for Scott all by himself. This was a bad choice. Martyn may have an ace up his sleeve he doesn't even know about, however. One that will protect him, and put him in more danger at the same time. * Avid just wants to be rid of his sickness. How far-and where-is he willing to go in order to achieve that? * Legundo promised to find a cure, to help people, and do no harm. That's what he's doing. It's difficult when you're scared of the very things you want to help, though.