When you forget everything, what are you supposed to do?

there will no longer be updates. the end. COVER ART BELONGS TO ME.

Kicked out from his home and in desperate need for money, it wasn't a surprise when Techno found a job at a Daycare. Let's just hope he stays long enough to get his pay.

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

This is my interpretation of how Stress and Iskall meet IRL. Modern AU. I ship their Minecraft personas, not them IRL.

-smpearth- Tommy whimpers as he held his empty milk bucket. Why hasn't his blindness gone away yet? Cover made by the glorious silph-set-on-fire on tumblr.

[As of 7/7/2022 This Story Is On Indefinite Hiatus For The Current Foreseeable Future] After barely managing to escape a site wide containment breach with his life, Cory gets promoted to Field Guard. Everything appears as normal as it can be in a place that stores strange anomalies, but it isn't. New people are met, some more familiar than others. Friends change, some die, others switch sides. So many choices, what will it be? What will change and what won't in this AU? I don't know, you'll just have to read to find out. :) [WARNING : Swearing TW, Blood TW, Major Character Death, Angst, and Graphic Depictions of Violence] Yea, this will get extremely depressing at some points, proceed with caution. {Previously: Fall of the Foundation, The Sky is Falling/Reliving the Past}

This is my contest entry for the December/January one shot contest being run by @ShipsLikeFedEx221B. An angsty teen!Cecilos AU Awkward crushing Abusive mother If you enjoy it, I will continue it as a separate fanfic

All is calm in the hermitcraft sever, soothing waves rolling against the soft sand, winds lightly blowing in the leaves of old and newly placed trees with blades of grass dancing below. the buildings in the shopping district lay quite in the night with crickets singing lullabies to the resting hermits. It's safe to say that the hermits are satisfied with the world they have built around them, and that they can finally call this place home.

~~Third book in series like title says! Read first 2 first please!~~ Sam is dead, for real this time. And yet, some Hermits seem to be missing. Who could be responsible for this, and who is next to go missing? (Cover Art Not Mine! All credit goes to @mint-mayhem on Tumblr plz go check them out they have super good art. also I got permission from them to use their art btw. don't steal art!)