Wow omg P.S A LOT OF THE DESIGNS ARE FANON, OR HAVE THINGS THE CANON DESIGNS DO NOT. PLEASE DO NOT GET ANGRY ABOUT IT.

The royal family of Antarctic empire isn't exactly close. Emperor Philza is always occupied; Tommy hasn't seen Techno in months, and even if Wilbur is here, in the capital, their relationship can be described to be strained at best. The royal family doesn't need to be close, however, it only needs to be balanced, like the pillars holding the country above their heads - as long as they are strong and steady, the Empire will be too. It's the principle that held Tommy's back straight and his shoulders broad through the years of hardships and trials of errors; through yet another formal meeting where his father's gaze would look past him and where his brother's words would be filled with poison that makes the deepest parts of his soul ache. At that time, Tommy couldn't know that his family would find a replacement for him in the face of a commoner boy named Ranboo. ~🦋~ Tommy's family has replaced him. It's only fair that he gets to do the same. (Dream SMP & Remarried Empress fusion with neglectful SBI + positive discduo)

It's been three years since Pat and Jen have seen each other. Pat had to move to a different city because of some family issues mean while Jen stayed in their hometown waiting for him. Finally Jen's wait was worth it when she got news that Pat was coming back. Note: They are in high school so by the time Pat gets back he'll be in his junior year and Jen will be in her freshman year.

My weapon slips from my loose grip, clattering on the ground as I allow myself to take a breath before turning to Jen. She looks up at me weakly, a whimper breaking past her blood-filled mouth, struggling to say something. I crouched down next to her, quickly applying pressure to the wound on her gut. She flinches, convulsing, then coughs up more blood. I shake my head, knowing is impossible for me to save her, but I try anyway. "C-Come on J-Jen, stay with me." She trembles violently, but the tiniest smile creeps onto her face. "Th... That's sweet P-Pat...b...but it's just... a dream... remember?" She starts to close our eyes, seeming to accept death. "N-No... No no no! Don't you dare!" My shouting causes Jen to look up at me again. I start to shake, tears lining my eyes. I can't take this. I just can't. "I can't watch you die... not again..." She stares at me for a moment, about to speak when something behind me catches her attention. A familiar shadow looms over me, and I look up just in time to see two gleaming red eyes, with black, dragon-like pupils. "You won't have to." He chuckles, slitting my throat before I can scream. Warning for slight gore, depression, and violence.

Two souls from different worlds meet one day, never meant to see each other, and they are forbidden to even be friends. However, when they get to know each other, some small sparks fly, setting off a chain reaction that could either save the universe or help destroy it. Meanwhile something is lurking in the shadows, pulling small strings, and waiting for the perfect time... to escape.

Pat, more commonly known as Furious Destroyer, is the son of the Lich King and is feared throughout dimensions. Jen is the princess of The Overworld, and known for her compassion and beauty. As their paths cross what could it mean for The Overworld and The Twilight Forest?

Steve wakes with no memories--except his name. He discovers that the government, Mojang, is actually evil, and trying to take over the world! Steve gets wrapped up in the Mojang Resistance Movement as he tries to stop the government from controlling everything. Can he do it? Basic Minecraft knowledge is recommended for reading this book. Cover made by @Bethany_Beth! Also check out my other books! I do not own Minecraft or any of the aspects or mobs of it. I also do not own Mojang, Steve, Alex, Notch, Jeb, Herobrine, or any of the Youtubers. All other characters, except the ones people have entered into this book, are of my own creation. This story is not meant to offend Mojang in any way.

As glitches tear through the DreamSMP, the members find themselves in Hermitcraft. The admins (Dream, Techno and Xisuma) are captured in attempts to steal their power, each one carrying the burden of a ghost of their past, where they only way out is to face their deepest fears, and greatest regrets. ~~~ Note that this was written (and completed) in late 2020 and that it was my first fic ever. Read at your own discretion I suppose.

Author note: THIS WAS WRITTEN WHEN I BARELY KNEW HOW TO WRITE. THE PLOT IS HORRIBLE AS IS THE WRITING. Please do not read... I beg of you. Dream SMP AU, this takes place during Tommy's exile Violence, language, and sensitive topic warnings Forewarning, I often forget to proofread or miss mistakes when proofreading, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes and I hope it doesn't affect your enjoyment ---------------- How long do you have to keep a secret before you start believing your own lies? Old enemies become new friends Old friends become new enemies When those you trust become those you hate When those you hate become those you trust A puppet tied up in strings The puppet master that pulls him away How soon, until he breaks?