"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //

"But why...why would they target you?" He asks The once comfortable feeling in the room was now replaced with tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. "I-Um..." Was all that came out of my mouth He stares at me, eyebrows furrowed and confusion written all over his face. "I'm trans" --- Started: April 29, 2021 Finished: June 24, 2021 Disclaimer: there's a shit ton of ranting and trauma dumping in my comments --- Cover art by @jazetallo on Twitter Full credit to all artists whose fanart I used (I own none)

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 4 --- Gladius, (noun): (in ancient Rome) a short sword. --- Eret perked up as soon as you and Simon walked into the room, a wide and welcoming smile coming onto his face. He was softer looking than his father had been, but you could still see some of the similar traits. He had a head of thick dark curls, and the same sharp jaw that his father had had. He wasn't as bulky though - he was tall and thin - and his face was a lot more open. What separated him most from his father's likeness though was the colorful cape, and the large mirrored glasses he wore - swirling with colors reflected from the room. He stood from his seat when Maven let the doors swing shut behind her, that wide smile still on his face. "You must be the embassy." "And you must be King Eret." You said, stooping into a bow. "Oh, there's no need for that." Eret said as you rose from your bow. He stepped down from the dias where his throne sat - colorful cape trailing behind him - and came to stand in front of you, taking your hand instead. "I'm not really one for formalities." He grinned, shaking your hand. His palm was warm against yours, and you could feel some slight callouses - most likely from practicing his sword work.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 3 --- Hiraeth (Welsh pronunciation: [hɪraɨ̯θ, hiːrai̯θ]) is a Welsh word for longing or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that no longer exists or never was. A deep and irrational bond felt with a time, era, place or person. --- You were close enough that you could see the crew scurrying about on deck now. They looked as ragged as the ship - no sense of unity about them other than that they were all standing on deck together, swords brandished as you approached. You scanned over them and felt suddenly grateful for your sailing uniform - some of those pirates didn't even have shoes. Simon strode the deck, scanning through the ranks for the captain of the Ghost. You had been given some indication as to what she looked like, but when she parted herself from the ranks of her crew, you weren't quite ready for what she actually looked like. They didn't do her justice on the wanted posters back home. She was short, but powerfully built. You could see ram horns sticking out from underneath her extravagant hat, and her coat was a bright blood red - the gold trim faded somewhat. You were most focused on her hair though - pure white and absolutely massive, it looked like a cloud around her head. Stern eyes finished the look, and you couldn't help but be a little bit entranced - this was the kind of person that people were scared to make eye contact with. Simon didn't seem all that frightened when he came to stand on the edge of your own deck, facing her over the narrow strip of sea that separated you - and you were grateful. If you were captain, you didn't know if you would be able to look her in the eye.

Karl Jacobs is an average high school kid, not a total loser but doesn't exactly get to sit at the the Cool Kids table at lunch either. He does twitch on the side of school and is doing pretty well with his side hustle. But if there's one thing Karl is known for it's that hes addicted to sugar. You can never find him without some kind of sucker and monster or a small half eaten bag of m&ms and a room temp pepsi. He blows a decent portion of his twitch dono's at the local candy shop downtown, but not even pure sugar cane couldn't be sweeter than the sight of him PLEASE NOTE I AM NOT SHIPPING KARL AND SAPNAP AS REAL PEOPLE, IM SHIPPING THEIR INTERNET PERSONAS WHICH ARE ALSO BEING ALTERED EVEN MORE IN THE STORY!!!!!!

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

George is hopelessly in love with Clay, but he doesn't know how to express his feelings. Clay is concerned and confused about why his friend is avoiding him. High school first love, plus a sprinkling of drama. Dreamnotfound, Skephalo... If you enjoy a slowburn, you'll like this one. ___ High school AU (Contains other Minecraft Youtubers) ___ TW // blood, panic attacks, PTSD, gun violence, anxiety, swearing, sexual references, underage drinking. It's a hoot __ Thank you so much everyone for 1 Mil reads! Feb 2, 2021. It's unbelievable, thank you guys <3 #1 in homosexual April 25, 2021 I feel accomplished even tho its kinda a dumb thing lmao