Mythrodak قصص

A bunch of random oneshots about the Dream SMP and Hermitcraft. Hope you enjoy!

Arts and stuffs I guess... Probably not going to update a lot Includes fan arts for other books

It's now cannon Ivory drinks pond water because I said so AYO WE GOT 3 IN MYTHRODAK STORYS POGGG (Due to ivory coming out as trans, All chapters past 9 will use she/her pronouns!)

(Ok look I know I'm a warrior cats writer but i felt the urge to write something about Mythrodak since there's almost NO stories here-) TW: Pet death, Gore, Swearing Shirotori's Death was the worst thing to happen to Mythrodak And now he's been cursed to walk his own mind forever. Or will it be forever?

Uh- So this is a fanfiction about Ivory (MythrodakTV) who's a professional Minecraft prison escaper/escapist meeting the Dream SMP- I did this cuz my brain said so :' Inspired by all of the people who write Ivory fanfics- Cover generated from "WOMBO Dream" ✨Achievements/Tags✨ Number 1 on #mythrodak [October 13, 2022] Number 312 on #time [April 21, 2022] Number 835 on #karljacobs [April 21, 2022] ~~~~~~~~~~~ Started: October 15, 2021 Ended: [REDACTED] ~~~~~~~~~~~ *The actual summary* Ivorycello, fresh from the abyss suddenly finds xemself in the Dream SMP. [Ivorycello joined the game] or Karl Jacobs "summons"/"spawns" Ivory into the Dream SMP. Chaos starts to unfold in mere days. [Ivorycello joined the game] ding~! ding~!! ding~!!!

DISCONTINUED

One-shot and Midquel book of the series "Messed Up Time" Midquel = a sequel that occurs within the timeframe of the original work. Inspired by all of the people who write Ivorycello fanfics. Cover generated from "WOMBO Dream" ✨Achievements/Tags✨ Number 2 on #mythrodak [July 28, 2022] Number 545 on #time [April 21, 2022] Number 297 on #fic [April 21, 2022] ~~~~~~~~~~~ Started: March 7, 2022 Ended: [REDACTED] ~~~~~~~~~~~ *The actual summary* Where one being encounters endless possibilities- endless universes- endless voyages as per Time's order. or Where Ivory time travels to multiple alternate universes, meeting different versions of her captors (prison builders) on the way.

He only knew time and blood, The first he only knew because of the constant ticking burning holes in his ears. It was so loud, and yet, he could never find the way to stop it. The sight of blood was the only thing to make the ticking stop. And now he is stuck in his mind, without blood, and nothing to distract him from the ticking that came from every direction. It has been 2 months, 23 days, 54 minutes, 21 seconds, and 5 milliseconds since he was put in a truly, inescapable, prison. and now he couldn't even remember his families old village, only time, blood, and the damn feather in his palm. ------ aka, Mythrodak Oneshots because I apparently get fixated way too easily.