Grian has escaped his horrible high school years, finally happy away from Sam in Hermitcraft. One day, Mumbo goes missing, and Grian finds out that an old friend of his might have to do with it. (I use Grumbo purely PLATONICALLY. Also, the cover art is not mine.)

❝𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴: 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵.❞ Book Two of The Lost Souls Series - Read Perception before continuing! ---------------------------- To earn happiness for yourself is to take another's away. George has learnt the cruel way of this world, but never how he wished to. Now he's stuck with the consequences of a freak accident, more blood on his hands he can't wash away, and more problems that he can't get rid of. A grieving soulmate, guilt-ridden and Lost. A leader, forced into action to fulfil a promise. A best friend, forced to pick between rival sides. A dangerous rival, seeking a new victim. And a seemingly innocent boy, with an innocent smile to hide the darkness behind it. Secrets to hide a dark past, the great deception to keep the greatest unknown. ---------------------------- Completed ✔️ No smut ✔️ Trigger warnings: Blood, heavy depictions of violence and injury, mentions of death, mild gore

During Highschool, Skeppy picked up a fascination with the unusual and paranormal. Other's would mock, and tease him for his obsession, but of course few people ever actually believed in the existence of the supernatural. Skeppy himself during college starts to realize how silly it all is, and begins to lose hope that maybe the vexes and magic he read so much about were never real. Halo is a demon by mistake from when he died, and after decades of never fulfilling his duties, and refusing to behave like a demon. He's chased, and in a race for his life he stumbles into the Overworld and straight into the human Skeppy. He must keep low and hide out keeping his new human friend away from his dark past, and dangerous pursuers. What could go wrong? #14 Skephalo 11/3/21 #223 Demon 04/22/21

In which everyone knows about the motive behind Skeppy's troll monopoly on Bad, Bad's way-too-obvious developing crush on Skeppy, and Techno's desire to have one day without one of the two dragging him into their mess of a relationship.

When Skeppy joined the SCP Foundation as a disinformation agent, his job was clear: write articles covering up the Foundation's escapades latest, amnesticize a few people who knew too much, and maybe burn down a couple buildings while he was at it. Being chased around by a creature that somehow knew about his feelings for his best friend and actively exploited them was not part of the deal.

"Oh my god, please tell your boyfriend to bring more of these chocolate muffins, they're so good." There were quite a few things wrong with that statement: one, Tapl had said that in the middle of eating one and frankly Skeppy didn't want to see that right before practice; two, double chocolate muffins were clearly the best; and three, Skeppy didn't recall ever having a boyfriend, much less one that brought in muffins for his team.

in zak's imagination, anything was possible. even without a huge load of money standing beside his name, he found his own way of buying to happiness. zak's mindset was simple. he would live the way he wanted, act the way he wanted, and love whoever he wanted. he simply lived his own life the way he wanted to. it was a smooth rhythm and the chain had never been interrupted. that was until a converse wearing brunette boy from across the street thought - even with a charming smile and a terribly faked personality - that zak wasn't who he tried to be. 🏆 - #1 skephalo; january 12th 2020

"please don't cry, sweetheart. i promise i'll protect you." robot au. oneshot.

Skeppy had died. Just a day ago, the virus finally took control of him. And yet, here he is, alive and well. Somehow, he had went back in time with vague memories of the future. He was set on changing things, especially the fate of his friends. Only, this time around, things are different? (Minor skephalo and Dreamnotfound)

Zak has always wondered about when he would be able to see the color of the sky, or the grass or even his mother's eyes. All his life, he's lived surrounded by shades of white, black and grey. He longed to see what the world around him truly looked like, and when that day would come. Darryl has become used to the bland world he lived in, no longer imagining what his hair color was, or the color of his dog's fur. Any mention of color in conversation made him completely close off and turn into an emotionless being. That is, until he saw the light blue sweatshirt in front of him. *Complete as of October 25, 2019*