(This is discontinued, maybe I'll continue it at some point, but for now its discontinued) None of the art in mine, unless I say it is at the beginning of the chapter. This story is basically inspired by my life! Exept with a bunch more angst and wholesome-ness and about Tommyinnit instead of me. I don't feel like putting a long description, but please read the first part called !Please Read! Btw, hope you all having a good or okay day :D and if you aren't, I'm sorry about that :(, I hope you have a better day tomorrow!

[#3 in "skephalo" -11/12/2019] Never did Zak believe that he would have a guardian angel. Never did Darryl expect to fall in love with a mortal.

On May 30th, minecrafters from all over were sucked into their computers and were now falling from the sky over Musutafu, Japan. This story will no longer be updated, but it is being rewritten. The new version is out and can be found on my profile as 'The Fallen'.

Wilbur Soot is washed up onto a beach from a tsunami hitting him. He finds himself confused as to what is happening to the world, and why there are dead cannibals trying to kill humanity. Stranded and Scared.

someone went missing, but nobody can figure out who, their memories are fogged up and the face is a blur. this story is a modern au of the dream SMP with a touch of fantasy. Sorry if the personalities and actions are inaccurate to the characters. this contains mild shipping of characters, but that is not the focal point of the story. Some events of the Dream SMP war may appear in the story, but not in chronological order! So don't count on that, and also not the same reasons when certain things happen. If you want short animations and drawing of this fic I draw on my tiktok account, Tea_Shack_107! PS: story cover and any art in this story is drawn by my friend KitKat!

Part two baby ⚠️⚠️This all platonic⚠️⚠️ Just a bunch of oneshots about Tommy and Tubbo being best friends Triggers will be at the begining of each chapter Cover art by @vpufferbee on wattpad 3/23/21: 100 votes 4/3/21: 200 votes 4/14/21: 300 votes 5/6/21: 400 votes 5/30/21: 500 votes 6/9/21: 600 votes 7/3/21: 700 votes 7/25/21: 800 votes 8/4/21: 900 votes 1/12/22: completed 1/14/22: 1k :D

"Just Wilbur.. again." Tommy said, "I miss the old him." "He's just being him you know, the second anything slightly inconvenient happens he destroys his life..." P.S: This is not affiliated with 'Home?', the books are based in two completely Au's and have nothing to do with eachother!

Not everything is better shared ⚠️This is NOT my best work and will probably be rewritten.⚠️ ❌No Romantic Shipping, Sorry to Disappoint❌ !Spoiler Warning! : This is heavily inspired by the idea of Tschlatt (character idea by @Iambadlillth). Tschlatt is if Tubbo was supposed to be the next Jschlatt. He is often shown with goat like features. This, however, has a twist. In most versions , Jschlatt is terrible to him, but I like to take my stories to Flavor Town and make things interesting . Instead of it being forced upon him, Tubbo knows about a curse the "Manburg" president had inflicted on him. It never bothered him, until the age limit came. Spread the curse to one other or you may perish. Unlike everyone else who has had it, Tubbo volunteers. Not even Schlatt deserves to die. Best Tags : Tubbo #57 11/15/20 Tubbo #43 11/16/20 Milestones : 14 votes (haha 14) 11/16/20 1K Reads. OMG Tysm! 11/16/20 2K Reads. Oh! O.o Thanks :) (Noticed after a mini hiatus) 1/4/21 3K Reads. I-why? Thank you so much, but why? 2/3/21 4K Reads. 3/1/21 5K Reads. 4/8/21 This had been over for ages, Ima stop updating this lmao Completed : 12/8/2020 Cover drawn by me, art tips are welcomed

Hello just would like to say that this is based off of the Schlatt's Dream Smp persona so yes he is sort of a dick, but what if he was secretly Tubbo's dad. Also this story will be including: eating disorders, abandonment, alcohol, swearing, and other things most likely. If a CC says they are uncomfortable with this book I'll delete it, so if one reads this I'll probably die from embarrassment. -------------------------------- Summary: I remember that day. It was snowing, cold, dark, I was sure I was going to freeze to death. I remember seeing you in the box wrapped in your blanket with your bee and goat plushies. You were wrapped in your jacket and mine. I started to walk away, I heard a sniffle then your cries, "I'm sorry my son this is for the best of you," I mumbled before running. When I turned the corner I saw people around a tree before black. Now here you are 16 standing in front of me, not knowing who I am and will probably never know.