Martyn was born blind and has always relied heavily on his hearing to navigate and understand the world around him. He walks with a cane, and his eyes are always closed-he doesn't even know what color they are, nor has he ever thought to ask. For him, the world has always been cloaked in darkness. That began to change when he discovered a small spark of magic within himself. With time and practice, he learned to use it to "paint" mental images of people and places in his mind. Through subtle differences in tone, mood, and cadence, he could distinguish colors-hearing the warmth of a sunset in a laugh, or the chill of blue in a hushed whisper. Over the years, he also honed his ability to read body language-not through sight, but through sound. The shifting of feet, the rhythm of someone's breath, the way fabric brushed against itself as someone turned-all of it became a symphony of cues that told him what others could see with their eyes. Martyn often kept to himself, sitting quietly in the corner of a room with a Braille book in his hands, lost in the raised dots beneath his fingers. Most people didn't approach him. Whether it was discomfort or uncertainty, he had grown used to being left alone. But that all changed the day a new transfer student joined the theater program. Curious and unafraid, they noticed Martyn sitting by himself and, rather than shy away, felt drawn to him. For the first time in a long while, Martyn's quiet world began to shift-not just with sound and magic, but with the unexpected rhythm of connection.

Y/N is a young, 16 year old kid. Their parents never got along very well, and Y/N would tune into Twitch streams or watch YouTube videos of their favorite MCYTs to drown out their parents fights, or to just pass the time. Y/N absolutely adored the Dream SMP and it's lore more than anything. However, Y/N was in a car accident with their parents, which resulted in their death, and Y/N's broken leg. Y/N was put into a foster system and bounced many homes within just a year. 27 homes to be exact. When Y/N was put into the foster system, their phone was shut off as nobody was able to pay for it anymore. This resulted in Y/N not being able to watch their comfort streamers anymore, which led Y/N into a depression-like state. Y/N's comfort streamers were the reason why Y/N hadn't took their own life. The people Y/N enjoyed watching the most was some people named Dream, Ranboo, Phil, Technoblade, and Wilbur Soot. Technoblade or Ranboo was probably their all-time favorite though. After all of this time, Y/N has mostly forgotten what all of the MCYTs look like, sound like, and even their names. One day, when Y/N is back in the place where all the kids wait to he fostered or adopted, two men walk in looking for a kid. No specific gender, race, or body type. Just a good kid. Y/N figures they're a lost cause since the staff kept telling the men how much of a 'rebellious little brat' they were, but then the men started talking with Y/N. Y/N feels like the two mens voices sound very familiar, but can't quiet place it. ~~~ !!!!!!!NO SHIPS!!!!!!! (Expect for DNF ☺️) Cover art by me! :D Y/N has no specific gender. Anybody can read this. Just read the they/them pronouns as your own pronouns <3 TW's// Death Car crash Abuse Foster care Depression Anxiety Self harm Eating disorder Angst Bullying Slurs (censored) etc. TW's will be above chapters ~~~ Enjoy! Or don't, I can't really make you :') ~~~ Started: September 6th, 2022 Finished: September 12th, 2022

When Etho found the cold case dumped on his desk, it wasn't subtle. Someone had practically shoved it there-no note, no explanation-just a silent agreement among the other officers that whoever looked the least busy could deal with it. He didn't miss the way a few of them avoided eye contact. The file itself was old, edges worn and pages yellowing, like it had been left to rot on purpose. At first glance, it seemed like any other forgotten case. But as Etho flipped through the reports, his brow slowly furrowed. Timelines didn't line up. Witness statements felt off-too clean in some places, too vague in others. Whole sections of information were missing, like someone had carefully carved pieces out of the truth. It didn't take long for him to realize this wasn't just neglected. Someone had worked very hard to keep it that way.

Tired of the normal humdrum of city life, Keralis sent out an open invite to go camping with him. The first person to reply-much to his surprise-was Xisuma. He hadn't expected a quick response, especially since he assumed Xisuma was drowning in work, but the message read that he and his brother, Xavier, would love to come. Not long after, Wels and his brother, Hels, replied just as quickly, saying they wanted to join as well. Great. The next group to chime in was Team ZITS-Zedaph, Impulse, Tango, and Skizz-who announced they'd be bringing a giant camper.

Eaps! Eclipse x Ruin 2 fricking years and now I'm finished

5 years ago, Prince Technoblade declared that he'd only marry the person who could defeat him in a duel. For years, all has failed, one after another. Until one day a foreigner by the name of "Dream," arrives. CURSING WARNING! #1 Dreamnoblade 8/5/20 and 8/19/20

Dream helps Techno after the voices get too loud after battle and they both realize something about their own feelings. Credits on RecluseRat on Ao3. ♡ This story is almost complete pls check out my other stories. Thank you! ♡ ^ω^ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ █▓▒F░O░L░L░O░W▒▓█ ┊┊┊▕▔╲▂▂▂╱▔▏ ╭━━╮╭┈╮⠀╭┈╮╭━━╮ ╰╰╰┃▏╭╮⠀╭╮▕┃╯╯╯ ┈┃⠀┃▏┈┈▅┈┈▕┃⠀┃ ┈┃⠀┃▏┈╰┻╯┈▕┃⠀┃ ┈┃⠀╰█▓▒░M░E░▒▓█

Keralis has always loved the sea, which is why he chose to work at the aquarium-a place where he could be surrounded by the beauty of marine life every day. But there's something strange about his connection with the creatures here. Whether it's the gentle glide of an axolotl or the steady pulse of a guardian's eye following his every move, the animals seem inexplicably drawn to him. They don't just respond to his presence; they seek it out, yearning for his attention in ways that baffle his coworkers. One day, Keralis notices an unusual commotion in one of the tanks. A guardian named XB and an axolotl named X are locked in what appears to be an intense standoff-not over territory or food, but over him. Whenever he approaches, they push and jostle for his attention, flashing their colors and stirring up the water in a clear competition. At first, he finds it amusing, but as the rivalry escalates, he begins to wonder: Why do the sea creatures seem so fixated on him? Is it just his natural charm, or is there something deeper-something he has yet to uncover about himself and the bond he shares with the ocean? As Keralis tries to navigate his increasingly chaotic workdays, he starts to notice other odd occurrences-strange symbols appearing in the water, the feeling of unseen eyes watching him, and an undeniable pull toward the depths of the aquarium's largest tank. The more he tries to brush it off, the stronger the connection becomes. Could it be possible that he was meant for more than just caring for these creatures? Could the sea be calling him home? Little does he know, the answers lie beneath the surface, waiting for him to take the plunge.