Tommy did it, he jumped into the warm welcoming lava. If only Dream was a little sooner, maybe he just might be able to save him, but he was too late....now he'll have to see that his actions and his way of thinking can take others to point of hurting themselves. With the ghost of Tommy hunting him everyday, only reminding him how much of monster he is, he has to learn how to move on. Even maybe, try to fix his wrongs. THIS IS A FANFIC NOTHING IN HERE IS CANNON! THIS IS A AU. NONE OF THE CHARACTERS ARE MINE!!! Cover is mine

AU!dreamsmp *SEQUEL* ✖️Discontinued✖️ A book with secrets inside and Discs that holds power within... They could never be placed in the wrong hands. Or maybe they have. . "My father died in my arms and you want to know what I told him? I told him I'm going to rule the whole world even if that meant people dying," Dream laughed. . "There's a cipher inside that book that apparently has to do with a ritual," A pause. "and it looks just like that book you are holding right there."

MCYT AU! - TW: there are suicide mentions so read at your own discretion - - no nsfw (obviously) started: 21 October 2020 ended: 23 April 2021 [This is so old and shitty I'm actually going to explode if someone votes for a chapter again]

What's it like to have nowhere to go. Only a bit of family to grasp onto when things burst into flames. Tommy, finally gaining his sanity back after exile alongside his true family, the sbi, is taken. Dream takes him from his home and rushes into the night. What could ever happen to a boy so, fragile, so small, and so young. (Being rewritten)

If you're reading this, I'm assuming you are either bored or need some tips for surviving this hell swamp. I don't really care which one it is, just give me my journal back, or else. Sincerely, TommyInnit (and Tubbo) ~~~ TWS: blood and death, although i will only put chapter tws for heavy gore and insanity, not death COVER BY: @UnhealthyGoblin [insta & watt] no tubbo x tommy, and no ships. the book wont be written like a journal, but there will be occasional segments that are. i also love angst so... other mcytbers will be there, but only for a few chapters and stuff. also, not a zombie fic, diff kind of apoc IMPO: some chapters i use he/them for tubbo back from when we thought he used both. i still havent gotten around to fixing this yet, but dw, i will NOTE: BAAHAHAHAH WATTPAD FORCIBLY CHANGED THIS TO MATURE ALRIGHT I GUESS IM A MATURE WRITER NOW

- Hello! This is a Tubbo AU and NO this is not a shipping fanfiction since I know he is uncomfortable with that. - This AU is where the world was just a normal day until the rain comes pouring every single day and the clouds are always cloudy, Tubbo gets sad that he won't be able to do the festival that Tubbo and all of his friends prepared for until he finds out that his friends are getting murdered one by one by a backstabber. Will he be able to see the sun again? What about all the glorious bees that used to hang out outside, where have they gone, and what about all the other insects and plant life? Will he be able to go to the festival he's been so excited about, what happened to his dead friends? WHOS the backstabber in this friendship...? WARNING: Angst, Fluff. NO SMUT/LIME. - PICTURE FROM: https://whimsicalweast.tumblr.com

Tommy is a prince, he was also a huge troublemaker, so the king, his oldest brother Wilbur Soot, employed a new guard for him. {No ships :) } first chapt publish - 10th january 2021 1,000 reads - 19th january, 2021 5,000 reads - 2nd february 2021 10,000 reads - 11th february 2021 15,000 reads - 17th february 2021 20,000 reads - 24th february 2021 25,000 reads - 6th march 2021 30,000 reads - 18th march 2021 35,000 reads - 2nd april 2021 60,000 reads - 21st july 2021

7:45 in the morning, i'm leaving my house. -when the world was big, girlpool neighbouring kingdoms suddenly lost their princes one night. (im so bad at descriptions, sorry. also not proofread, we die like fools.) (also also this takes place in,, olden times even though the dialogue is wayyy off.) #2 in #antarcticempire

When Eret and Niki took a walk through the woods the last thing they expected to find was bloodied teen. The kid couldn't remember who they were or where they came from. The kid is left on the SMP server caught in a war they don't understand. The more they learn about their past the more terrifying they become of how they got on the server in this first place. All relation ships will be platonic or a family dynamic! As the story goes on the readers will make decisions to how the story will continue. How the story goes is up to you.

Inspired by Ghosty Bois Inc. by @/ThisPerson00 and @/WolfyTheWitch on Twitter or The Channel Without A Name on yt, but I added my own twist. Tommy and Tubbo are ghosts, but I changed the fundamentals of it, they aren't dead, they have some ghostly powers and rules, and they can switch back and forth, living to ghost. Also, I'm going to add characters as we go along so any ghost can add anyone they would like, similar to how the Dream SMP adds new members. tw // mentions of death, character death, sleep, headaches, flashing images cover art NOT done by me Everything is /p, no shipping creators or weird shit. If anyone is uncomfortable, I may take it down. Tommy and Tubbo are minors, and CCs are real people. My intention is not to invade anyone's privacy, it's a cool concept for fun that I'll continue to write. Tysm for the support Tommy played another clip. "Tommy." Tubbo lunged for the phone but Tommy was too quick and held it above his head where he thought Tubbo couldn't reach it. Tommy would have to remember for future that his height was not an advantage as a ghost. Tubbo grabbed the phone from Tommy's hands, but Tommy stole it back easily. Tommy put the phone back on the desk to start configuring another sentence. "I want to talk to Wilbur. You can't explain anything," Tubbo argued and pulled it to his side of the desk. "But I want the phone. Give it back." "No, I'll explain." "But I want to explain!" Tommy lunged for Tubbo. Tubbo jerked away, but Tommy had a grip of the phone, making the skirmish a game of tug of war. "You idiots," muttered Wilbur, watching the phone fly back and forth across the desk while spectating from his bed. Tommy wasn't quick to give up, but after holding Tubbo's menacing glare, Tommy gave up and let go. "Fine. I want a turn afterwards." He went to the kitchen, undoubtedly looking for something that he could mess with.