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*** In an Alternate Universe to the Dream SMP, with demons, angels, and mystical creatures. *** Tommy was a child. But his mental age was far from it. His entire life, he'd been alone, trapped in Hell, and forced to fend for himself. Until the day he was left, clinging to his life, all alone. But he didn't die. Physically, at least. From that day onwards, everything changed. And it wasn't necessarily for the better. *** Started: 04 January 2021 Completed: 24 April 2021 *** Trigger Warning This book covers many dark topics, such as trauma, child neglect, and abus3, eds, and bl00d. If any of these topics bother you in some way, I recommend not reading this story *** This story contains the overall storyline of the AU up till chapter 5, events after that are purely headcanon. *** AU Ib: @chewwypepsicola on Twitter ***

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Thousands of years into the future of humanity. We've left Earth and made our home in the stars, colonizing the galaxy. Just about everything is controlled by the Alliance and the wealthier core planets, though there are some who have tried to resist this control. Hugo couldn't care less about these politics as long as he has his ship and an open sky of stars to fly it in. Then Varian stows away on his ship and life gets much more complicated WARNING: This AU has more mature themes and content than my other story! This includes Explicit language, violence and blood, trauma, torture, minor character death and implied sex.

Hunter, The Golden Guard, is given a simple mission. Track down a wild illusionist and either convince him to join a coven, or...finish him. He finally finds him, in a public setting, after a week of searching. A simple cafe(coffee exists for the plot), that's where this all began. How did it turn out this way? Credits!! The Owl House and its characters by Dana Terrace Art and writing by me, Jay _Badluck007_ Ocs belong to me and my friends. I thought they'd be nice additions, and I was right. ❗A reminder that this story contains ocs, headcanons, etc. It is NOT cannon! ❗ ❕MILESTONES! ❕ 1K reads!!! 8/26/21 2k reads!!! 8/30/21 3k reads!!! 9/1/21 4k reads!! 9/4/21 5k reads!! 9/5/21 6k reads!! 9/8/21 7k reads!! 9/9/21 8k reads!! 9/11/21 9k reads!! 9/13/21 10k reads!! 9/15/21 11k reads!! 9/16/21 12k reads!! 9/19/21 13k reads!! 9/21/21 14k reads!! 9/22/21 15k reads!! 9/24/21 Started: 8/23/21 Ended: 9/22/21

Edric Blight has a particular set of illusionary skills, and they're exactly what the Golden Guard needs to help him escape his confining coven duties, if only for a day. Never one to turn down hijinks, Edric agrees to help him and thus begins a beautiful new companionship. (GOLDRIC [Edric x Golden Guard]; written during season two)

a love story that will proably we will all dream will come true one day anyway a little mischief in town leads to trouble with the golden guard then to a friendship then it truns to more but leads to problems with the coven how will they deal with it 1#blighttwins -oct 2 9:50am 2021

Edric and hunter meet and watch as their relationship grows. as they learn more about each other the more they fall for each other. but of course, nothing good ever lasts.

Two siblings, torn apart by a pointless conflict. One, cladded in white robes with a golden armor. The other, wearing an old vest with black ornaments. A battle that will define their present and their future.

"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. //