Hep Stories

When everything triggers me it is hard to live. This is based on a true story and is heartbreaking. *trigger warning-everything* VOTE AND COMMENT. NO HATE. BTW THIS WAS ONLY A LITTLE BIT OF FUN WE HAD IN CLASS WHEN WE WERE BORED WE KNOW TRIGGERS ARE TOTALLY SERIOUS BUT WE WERE BORED AND WE DID THIS SO YEAH THANKS BYE.

Empathy. It is the bedrock of intimacy and close connection; in its absence, relationships remain emotionally shallow, defined largely by mutual interests or shared activities. Allow me to narrate a tale giving importance to empathy: -

A never ending war, a never ending cycle. What would happen if our Grian stumbled into a world of chaos? A chaos made by his own creation, the Mycelium Resistance. What would happen if the Turf War never ended? What if it took a turn for the worse - for chaos and ruin? What if H.E.P. no longer had a fighting chance?

Of course in every cabin at camp there's something going on what about in Cabin 9 follow the Hephaestus Cabin as they have there awesome adventures.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐈 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔.

Well , don't expect me to update this with a schedule. I'll update when I want to. That's kinda with all my stories , even though I try to update every week. Also , a lot of these stories have parts. Also , some of these poems have sensitive topics so read at your own risk.

My zalgo love story~

Begone... Thot...

Beware the crystal as black as night, Or darkness will rise to join the fight. Beware the dragon set on fire, Whose silken threads will silence a liar. Blood will be spilled and quills will be thrown, Two dragons with destiny intertwined, Follow the smoke to the war-torn island, Where mushrooms and grass grow wild. Scar knew what he was getting into when he started researching the magical crystals that washed up on the shores of the Hermits' Archipelago, but no dragon could expect what happens when he finds a pitch black one... and a prophecy is fulfilled. IMPORTANT LORE AND CHARACTER INFO IN CHAPTER 1

Scar's stressed about the Turf War, and Grian even more so. An unlikely admiration blossoms when the two leaders realise how similar they really are. The Turf War keeps them separate, but their love for each other brings them together. This is only a first draft (and my first fanfiction) so I will possibly be working things out to edit this story to its full potential. That being said, if you're alright with the few plot holes and old writing, feel free to read it as is for now! WARNING: This story includes descriptions of blood, fantasy violence, panic attacks, (almost) drowning, explosions, shooting (bow and arrows), poisoning, and MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH Disclaimer: This story ships Scarian in terms of their online personas/characters and not the real people! Any sexualities the characters have are purely headcanons and may not be comfirmed! The events of this story will not be in line with the actual Hermitcraft season 7 timeline. Thank you and enjoy reading! •ᴗ• (cover art by @aofikofi on Tumblr)

Mycelium's Grace (Hermitcraft season 7) To help the Mycelium Resistance, Grian was experimenting, trying to make the mycelium spread faster. The result... not what he was expecting. Now can he keep this Sentient 5-year old like mycelium being out of the Mayoral party's reach? Can he and the other Mycelium resistance members handle a 5 year old? And will mumbo get his beloved vault?

After spending a whole night together, two people become more than inseparable. *DISCONTINUED*

I picked a random cover idek sad story uh ohhhh