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!!Recognized on Scott's subathon February 2025!! ~~•~~ You know those cliche scenarios that people just dream of? Like you get on the bus and your future partner just sits down right next to you and that's how you meet. I am one of those dreamers. Grian always did call me a helpless romantic. But I have never experienced romance. I'm what I like to call invisible. Invisible is both a word and a feeling. A feeling of loneliness, of darkness, of having the world go around you without you mattering. People don't normally notice or pay any attention to me. So it's time I take things into my own hands. So now when I see something I want, I'm gonna try and go after it. Even with romance. ~ (Cover art is not mine) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on AO3 don't worry that's me posting it there :)

"If the pain is in you, it's in you. It follows you everywhere. Can't outrun it. Can't erase it. Can't push it away; it only comes back. The way I've been thinking, after all that's happened, maybe there's only one way to survive it. You have to let it in. Let it hurt you. And don't wait. It'll reach you eventually. Might as well be now." -C.M

My participation in the wonderful challenge created by @Seth189

A word of advice before the year comes to a close.

A writing challenge made by @Seth189 that I'm participating in.

This is the world. The world we fight to protect. The world we fight to destroy. The world I was trapped in. - Watchers were sent down to Earth to try and sway a boy to join them. He was seen as a strong asset; one who could be a good tactician. The angels ran some heart foundation that protected the world and gave them love. An angel was also sent down to try and protect the boy. He was smart, yes, but if he went with the Watchers he could cause the next "game". The games the Watchers put on halted the entire world and grabbed fourteen poor teenagers and threw them into a state of desperate survival. The angels were there to try and prevent any chance of that happening, taking extra precautions so they didn't make the same mistake that caused the last one. So here we are. A manipulative Watcher named Grian sent down to Earth to try and lie his way towards Impulse, and a loving angel named Skizz sent down to Earth to try and console his way towards the same boy. The two are housed at different families that each have similar connections towards Impulse. Along the way, the two get caught up in personal relationships with the people, along with each other. Will the two continue the protecting and puzzling path towards Impulse, or will they try and find a way to stop the whole plan that caused nothing but harm? After all, no one in the world is a complete angel. ~ I know I didn't do a Halloween special last year but this time I've come back swinging! And by that, I mean I've this finished since the summer. I'm so excited to share it with you all! (Cover art is not mine [it's actually fanart of Roe from BoB]) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!!

A little bit of advice for those small authors out there. (cover art is not mine)

I never really fell in love. All throughout elementary school we gave out those crappy cardboard flavored chocolates to our classmates just because we had to. When middle school rolled around, however, that was when it really started to kick off. Roses being sold, actually good chocolates, even lockers were being stuffed with valentines! It was no longer a mandatory thing to give one, meaning I often got nothing. I never minded too much, since I knew that was the way things were. The girls would brag about all the gifts they got while the guys talked about the kisses they gave, and I simply watched in the background. The same went on until around my junior year in high school. I'm not sure what made me want to go see the jazz band's concert, but something in me told me it was worth my time. And that was when I met her. Zoe Murphy. ~ Just a short one-shot based off of my favorite DEH song If I Could Tell Her. (Cover art by sonya_cannot_remember on Discord) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! I do not post on Ao3 or any other site, if you see my work on there please let me know so I can handle it, thank you.

Seth has a tag book thingy for friends and I'm trying to do the job!

The title. I cried while writing this :( (Cover art is not mine) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on any other site besides Wattpad, it is not mine. I only post on Wattpad.

This is a sequel (or prequel) to The Powers We Have; you don't have to read that one first, but if you wanna know what happened near the end, I would suggest checking it out (this will make a lot more sense when the story's completed) WARNING: this story includes character death, trauma, mentions of blood and self-harm, and mild cursing. If any of that bothers you, feel free to click off "So what's your story?" Grian asked me as we walked into my house. "Ooooo." Scar messed with an hourglass on my table by spinning it around. "Scar, don't touch that." I said sternly and Scar grumbled. "Martyn? Why aren't you answering?" "Did you ask if you wanted water?" I asked, and Grian rolled his eyes. "I asked if you could tell us your story." "Yeah, what happened with you and Scott? And Canon?" Scar asked. I sighed and sat on the counter. "You wanna know what happened?" I asked and the two guys nodded. "Well get comfortable, it's gonna be a long story." (Cover art is not mine) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on any other site besides Wattpad, it is not mine. C̸̯̔â̴̜͗̊n̸̰̤͒͒̿ǫ̸̽̕n̴̤̼̉̚͝'̸͙̎̂͘s̵̠̳̥͌͋ ̵̹̜̉̎͋n̴̖̄̿̚͜o̶̡̩̒̆̕t̷͕̀ ̸̣̉͘͝w̶̦̫̼̾̇h̵̹͕͛̀o̵͙͆̃ ̵͚̩͝t̷̰̃h̴͕͠ȅ̵͈̪̥ỳ̵̱̼̐̈ ̴̼̤̅̾͝ṡ̸́̚͜e̸͙͙̰͆e̸͚̞͔͂̈́̎ḿ̶̟͕̉͝ͅ

Even if we didn't win, we always get sent back here. It's as if we're trapped. We have to watch as the new stained glass portrait gets etched into the wall, forever holding the peace of the winner. However, because you win you remember everything. Even moments from the past... I stared at Pearl's portrait and took a deep breath before walking in, intending on visiting a pesky parrot who tends to spend his time in a broken sanctuary. ~ (Cover art is not mine) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! I do not post on Ao3 or any other site, if you see my work on there please let me know so I can handle it, thank you.

Mumbo and Grian were childhood friends. Sadly, Mumbo moved away to New York when they were 7. They emailed each other for a few years but then lost touch. Grian became friends with his new neighbor, Scar and a guy at school named Jimmy. Years later, Grian had to visit his family in Florida for two weeks. He didn't want to go as he would've rather spent his entire summer with his crush, Scar. Little did he know, he would meet someone in Florida. Someone who hasn't spoken to in a long, long time. Will they remember their love for each other and become something more than friends?? Or will they just play it cool and grow apart?? Find out now!! (Cover art from Pinterest) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on any other site besides Wattpad, it is not mine. I only post on Wattpad.

There's a group on here called the MCYT Roleplayers. Fun fact, I used to be a part of it and became friends with a few of them. Most are offline now, but a small family is still together and sometimes they ask me to write one-shots with their family doing fun antics. Because so many started to get written, I decided to make a book of it. There isn't a specific order to them, and it's mostly just fun chaos. Feel free to read it if you'd like, my writing is actually some of my best work when I intend on not posting it for a big audience and instead just a small group, so you can see some improvement. - CHARACTERS: Owen: @EggOnToast123 [father] Scott: @Smajor_ [Owen's husband; father] Pearl: @Pearlescentmoon12335 [eldest child] Bek: @Bekyamon [middle child] Ranboo: @RanbooUnderscore [youngest child] Lizzie: @LDShadowLady301 [Pearl's wife; Owen's daughter-in-law] ~ (Cover art is not mine) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! I do not post on Ao3 or any other site, if you see my work on there please let me know so I can handle it, thank you.

the title. A note to anyone posting on here

This story includes spoilers to Dear Evan Hansen. If you have only listened to the musical, I would advise you to read the book in order to fully understand what is happening here. ~ "Connor? Are you even listening to me?" Cynthia asked. Connor lifted his head a bit and Cynthia sighed, her grip tightening a bit as she took a deep breath to try and calm herself down a bit. "Sorry." Connor mumbled, sitting up. "It's okay, just...I hope you know that this camp will really help you." Yeah right, isolating me away from my phone and the only person thats really cared about me. Fantastic idea, Cynthia. Connor thought. "Your father's been really worried after that...incident with the locker at your last school." Cynthia said, glancing at her youngest child in the backseat. "And Zoe, stop drawing on your jeans. Those are nice clothes you're ruining." "I'm not ruining, just...decorating." Zoe said, using a simple ink pen to scribble messy stars on the cuffs of her jeans. If Larry cared, he would've taken off work to drive up with us to this stupid camp. Connor thought, grumbling. "Can you do that for me, Connor?" Cynthia smiled, putting her hand on Connor's knee. Connor quickly snapped back and he looked at his mother through his thick hair that often hid his eyes. "I...yeah, I can." Frick what did she say?! Connor panicked inside his head but kept a blank expression. - (Cover art is not mine) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! I do not post on Ao3 or any other site, if you see my work on there please let me know so I can handle it, thank you.

𝑀𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹, 𝒯𝑜𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝐼 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑜 𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓉 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝓉𝓁𝑒. 𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓇𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒; 𝒶 𝓅𝓁𝓊𝓈 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝑒𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓎 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝓉𝑜𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝒷𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝒾𝓁𝓁𝓈. 𝐼 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓃. 𝒮𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, 𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒮𝒾𝒹𝑜𝓃 ~ Happy Halloween, my friends (cover art is not mine) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work, please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! I do not post on Ao3 or any other site, if you see my work on there please let me know so I can handle it, thank you.

This is a command game Kinda like those Netflix special things where you click on what you want to happen next. Whichever number gets more votes is what will happen. This is a Hermitcraft AU; and as I have never watched any seasons (besides 8) this is my take on the Hermitcraft formula. It will be more original but kinda have some stuff that happened in some seasons. You guys will primarily be controlling Grian. I can prepare and prepare as much as I want, but it's really you guys who decide what happens in his life. Chapters will vary in size, at first they may be pretty small. (Cover art by my friend @AshaFunnyBunny) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! I do not post on Ao3 or any other site, if you see my work on there please let me know so I can handle it, thank you.

[FROM APRIL 2023 - MARCH 2024] This is gonna be similar to Connected except this is one-shots, not mini stories. I'm taking recommendations so let me know what you want!! Angst or fluff, NO SMUT. I refuse to write smut, I am sorry. But besides that, I'm open! Let me know the ship and whether you want fluff or angst! Here's the list of ships you have to choose from (you can pick one more than once). Scarian, Gumbo, Mumscarian, Nature Wives, Scottyn, Jizzie, Wither Husbands, Flower Husbands, RenDoc, Ethdubs, Boat Boys, Olix, Team Rancher, Velly (Venus x Kelly), BDoc, Solidaridubs, fWhimmy, Skizz x Tango, Mumpulse, Gripulse, Skizzpulse, Tangtho, Peskyblaze, Mick (Rick x Martyn) With that, let's jump into it! This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!! If you see this story on any other site besides Wattpad, it is not mine. I only post on Wattpad.