~After the end~ Tom drank heavily in "celebration" of shooting Tord with a harpoon. Unfortunately, he overdosed and died. The afterlife wasn't what he thought it'd be, if you could even call it that. He awoke as a kitten. Somehow, he finds himself in Tord's care. Warning- Strong language, gore, lime (just kissing). Highest rankings: #1 in tordtom #1 in afterlife #1 in ewtord #1 in ewtom #1 in eddsworld #1 in tord #1 in tomtord (EddMatt included)

IM BACK BABYYYY CW: This is for a MATURE audience (18+) so nsfw content is to be expected. If you like this and I see your account indicates you are obviously underage, you will have to be blocked. So have some discretion, please, and explore your sexuality safely! DISCLAIMER: EddsWorld and the characters do not belong to me, they belong respectfully to their creator *sniffles* Edd Gould (and if I remember correctly, I think Tom owns it now?) Edit: Matt owns it now [I have another mod for this account that writes the stories on here, so be aware.] Highest ranking: #1 Eddsworldxreader

You go to Ireland for a couple of days to help a fellow Youtuber, and friend, out with doing something for the lead up to Halloween. He said the character's name was Antisepticeye and that you should just go with whatever happens because it's part of his plan. Little did you know, this might be the last Youtube video you ever make. Highest Ranking in Fanfiction #159

"Running diagnostics. . .Systems all up and ready to go. No misplacements or reconstruction needed. Model RK800, serial #313 248 317 at your service." His voice came exactly as you wanted, calm and soothing. Perfect for a negotiator. You were suspended in disbelief. "It, it worked. . . hi." "Scanning. . . Dr.(Y/N), creator assisted by a sliver of blueprints that were left by Dr. Kamski in your care at the time of his retirement. Hello, what do you need Model RK800 prototype #1 to do for you?" Perhaps a little cold and detached too, but what did you expect? You smiled gently, fiddling with the coin in your hand. "That's not necessary. . .and that model number doesn't really roll off the tongue. I shall name you." "Very well, although I would like to remind you that I am a prototype and that I am not a living being that is needed to be called by something. Ready to accept name." "Reminder accepted. . . Connor." "Hello, Dr. (Y/N). My name is Connor." You took his hand for a shake, him quickly reciprocating it once he realized it was a socially accepted action used by humans for greetings. Your eyes twinkled, making sure he took the coin even though he was about to question it. "Hi Connor. It's nice to finally meet you." |ConnorxProgrammar!Reader| Creator!Reader| Android & Human|Fem!Reader|

{Sequel to That Emo Kid} Senior year You moved away from Mystreet to focus on studies. You left your best friend (and past lover), Zane, behind to pursue your career. (Still keeping in touch of course) Once you finished college, you decided it would be high time to visit him. But he never answered your calls. Finally you gave up, your mother had gotten you and your college friends tickets to Love Love Paradise, the place where dreams come true, to get your mind off him. But you find a lot more waiting for you there... Completed as of September 16th, 2016 * I do not condone the actions of Aphmau. I wrote this when I was 15. This is a heavily edited and AU version of her characters. I don't support her anymore and I'm only keeping these books up for the readers I accumulated over years.

"I think this island cursed us." Sequel to Socially Awkward Disclaimers: **Everything that I mention that is from MyStreet or Love~Love Paradise belongs to Aphmau, I do not own anything from it. ** (Y/N) also belongs to you, not me **The pictures that I use do not belong to me, all credit goes to the owners that made them.

Little Y/N is at an orphanage with the cruelest care takers ever,luckily Edd and his buddies help you out. Will Y/N get the life they always wanted???