Dream Loved talking to George. He would down monster energy one after the other just to be able to talk to him for the longest he could possibly manage.. but.. he wanted more than just talking. He hides his love, but he always pondered the thought of "What would happen if i just snapped and spilled everything out?"

The zombie apocalypse has been going on for over a year now, with new and improved monsters showing up at every turn. Zak is a 19-year-old survivor who, until meeting Darryl, believed he was the last man standing. Darryl, a 24-year-old monster hunter, lives for the thrill of the chase. He never expected to meet Zak, an inexperienced kid during the apocalypse. Life is a game of survival now, will this dynamic duo make it? -cover art by @zoithart on twitter

Dream doesn't remember anything from last night. All he remembers is briefly talking to a guy he hadn't spoken to since high school about a bar, and after that.. Just nothing. When he woke up during what he thought was the morning after, he felt completely bodied; patchy facial hair covering his chin and the steady beeping of a heart monitor to his right annoying him persistently. Something bad must of happened, but what? When he had finally pushed himself into a siting position, loud noises surrounded him. They felt foggy for a moment, his ears. ringing as he looked around, his head hurting as he tried to remember. In a moment he was surrounded by familiar and relieved faces, making him smile. "Hey Nick.. Darryl.." He looked around, seeing that Zak and Wilbur were there too, surprisingly. There was someone else there though, an unfamiliar face. His smile was wide enough to show his gums, and while it was absolutely adorable, Dream felt an unexplained horrible emotion take root in his heart. "Who... Who are you?" |SOME BASIC WARNINGS; THIS STORY FEATURES AMNESIA AND TRAUMATIC EVENTS (THEY WILL HAVE TWS WHEN MENTIONED). IF THIS TRIGGERS YOU, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK.|

Once again, Bad's server was being griefed by Skeppy. Bad knew Skeppy put on a persona when he trolled him, yet it didn't stop hurting. For whatever reason the hurt, the tears, the hateful words wouldn't go away. That is until Bad heard familiar a voice in his dreams. This is a goodboyhalo book. Tw: Self harm Unhealthy relationships Cover art is by Sakibeans

Bad or more commonly known as Badboyhalo online, is not so much bubbly happy-go-lucky person he seems on camera. He is struggling with his life and his fans' negative remarks aren't helping. He takes those comments since he adores his fanbase, to heart and hurts himself. Luckily a friend of his is around to help him. FINISHED [cover art by: Me!] [ Author's note ] This story will include TW such as: -self-harm -angst -attempted suicide -self-hate -depression -panic attacks -coughing(?) [ I will try and put TWs at the start of every chapter ] [ But I promise you there will also be a lot of fluff ] This story will NOT include: -NSFW or anything inappropriate [ This is purely for fun. I don't want to force neither Skeppy nor Bad into a relationship ;-; Also keep in mind this is my first fanfic and English isn't my first language. Updates might be slow since school is about to start but I will try my best to upload twice or three times a week. [ If any of the cc are not comfortable with this fanfiction, I will immediately take it down ] Top Ranks: -No.10 on Skephalo -No.1 on skeppyxbadboyhalo -No.2 on Skeppy -No.24 on Badboyhalo [ Thank you so much :'D ]

It's been years since the inevitable "boom"-- the nuclear detonations happening all over the world. They all knew it was coming, they did. It was only a matter of time. What Clay once knew as his home is now a wasteland. What will he do when he finds someone just as vulnerable as he was in the past?