IMDb calls it "a mockumentary on a group of typical office workers, where the workday consists of ego clashes, inappropriate behavior, and tedium." We just call it chaos. aka: "tgwdlm but it's The Office"

This started out as a tedgens oneshot, but I've written a little more. Yes, it's a quarantine fic. Let me live. I'm bored and lonely and my boys are cute. Disclaimer!!! I do not own Starkid or their productions! All rights go to Team Starkid. I love them and what they do, so this is just me having fun.

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A fanfiction about The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals. What if Paul wasn't fully infected by the end of the musical? What if he managed to take back control for a moment and he was able to save Emma? That's basically what this fanfiction is about.

WARNINGS AT END OF DESCRIPTION After a meteor crash and an unethical human experiment, Emma Perkins' hometown has been infected with a strange pathogen of cosmic origin. This odd virus, known only as 'blue shit', turns whoever comes in contact with it into a blue singing musical zombie-alien. Emma is the only known survivor of this tragedy, her only companion being a hologram of Hatchetfield's resident kooky biologist, Doctor Hidgens. With him, she works endlessly on finding a way to reach the 'brain'- the experiment that started it all, the infamous Experiment "Paul". WARNINGS; -Swearing (All Chapters) -Heavy Blood/Gore (Most Chapters, Blood mentioned in Chapters 1 + 2) ((WILL BE UPDATED AS THE STORY CONTINUES))

Zazzalil isn't afraid of anything. But maybe she should be...

Jazzalil one shots because we all need a little cavewives in our lives

Ever since freshman year Henry has been pining over Ted, but he thinks he doesn't have a chance at all with him. Its junior year and Henry finds something out that might change his chances... Cover photo by awful-grinch-named-paul on Tumblr

A collection of one-shots (And headcanons) based off The Guy Who Didn't Like Musicals. Lots of Paulkins.

It was supposed to be a fun night in Hatchetfield. For Lex Foster, Ethan Green, and Hannah Foster, it was supposed to be their first night out in what seemed like forever. For the employees of CCRP Technical, it was supposed to be the annual family night. But nothing feels right- especially not to Hannah. Is there really anything going on? Or are they all just paranoid. After all... how bad can a night at Pizza Pete's be? DISCLAIMER: This incorporates ideas from Nightmare Time- so there will be spoilers. I do not own the Hatchetfield Universe or it's characters. This fic will, however, use an OC named Harriet Hidgens. If you'd like to familiarize yourself with her, please read my fic Apotheosis.