Wemmbu the strongest and most feared player on the Unstable Smp goes missing for weeks until...

uhhhh I got super bored in class and started writing one shots and since I know you guys LOVE my writing, figured I'd publish them for you guys. (Their all x reader)

Title inspired by drag path by Twenty-one pilots rah >:D After defeating Flamefrags and freeing Egg from the End, Wemmbu makes a choice no one expects - he walks away from the server entirely. No faked death, no dramatic finale. Just a quiet decision to disappear into the Farlands, where the world is untouched, peaceful, and finally free of expectations. With Egg at his side, Wemmbu hopes to build a life far from battles, pressure, and the perfection he was forced to uphold. A life where he can breathe. A life that belongs to him. But peace is fragile. And the Farlands, beautiful as they are, don't stay quiet forever. Old ties, new dangers, and the strange nature of the Farlands themselves threaten to unravel the sanctuary Wemmbu has found. Can he hold onto the peace he's finally chosen - or will someone, or something, come to take it away? . . . AKA: A random AU I thought of while I was bored lol

the fight with the law is finish... both him and Flame have defeated the 1000 players LettuceK brought and at some point Wemmbu have enjoyed fighting alongside FlameFrags. but the fight also have cause a toll in his mental and physical well being... As he look at the aftermath of the battle, he can feel it. he heared a potion breaking behind him... Really. He knew Flame will not stop until he gave him a rematch...but something told him. In his gut. his psyche. in his subconsciousness that he have to rest. that he need to take a breather. he have been seeing flashes he doesn't recognize and Wemmbu knew his mind didn't like it. pushing it down harder. But the control of that unknown part he didn't want to acknowledge is starting to crack and it is only a matter of time for that control to shatter. and something in him tell him that he wouldn't like it one bit. or what if Wemmbu's memories of some distant past started to surface and come crawling and opening wounds that causes his mind to lock those in the surface. author's note: this is only a fanfic and isn't a cannon event, though bits and pieces are. the ship on this story is FlameFrags x Wemmbu. this is my shipping only and isn't true on the actual lore of the Unstable smp. i hope all of you like it. This story was initially supposed to be posted in 'Archive of our own' but since i don't have an account there. i opted to post it here. ps: there are little story in here that is FlameFrags x Wemmbu centic so i made my own. Also! This is a completed book.

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

/cover not mine, credit to shometsu02 on twt!/ I have taken a lot of inspiration writing this fic from furry_balls on ao3 (the crossdressing knight) or Wemmbu likes dressing like a girl, and also time travels to the past. I want to update it as often as I can

wemmbu harem life at highschool!! modern au and ofc bottombu !! we wa we wa (✿◠‿◠)

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.

A Jaden_Man Fanfic (Credits fanart: @coconutdumpster on X(Twitter)) She's a princess with a crown full of responsibility and a mouth full of sailor's curses. He's a pirate captain with a chip on his shoulder, a father to impress, and absolutely no respect for royalty.

On the UU SMP, two forces define reality: the impeccable, controlling order of the LAW Nation, and the chaotic, rebellious spirit of the Mafia. At the center of this cold war are two people who can't stand each other-and can't seem to look away. Y/N is the Mafia's most disruptive asset: all brash talk, reckless actions, and zero respect for rules. She lives to break what LettuceK, the unshakable, brilliant leader of the LAW, has built. He is order personified-calculating, sarcastic, and always two steps ahead, presiding over his perfect empire from a towering obsidian podium. Their rivalry is the server's favorite sport. That is, until LettuceK crosses a line. He doesn't just catch her; he studies her. He doesn't just punish her; he teases her. With every failed heist, every clever trap, and every whispered, mocking taunt, the game shifts. What starts as a battle of wills spirals into a dangerous, high-stakes dance between control and chaos, hatred and something else-something that feels like a slow-burning fuse in the dark.