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A great source of despair draws Nightmare to an abandoned AU. There he finds an unfinished Sans with no name, no companions, no purpose, no world, and a soul. Nightmare gives him the option to get out of his abandoned, empty world. He accepts the offer but refuses to destroy anything or hurt people. Instead he finds another purpose. In return the Bad Sanses give him a home, companions, a life, and a name. They call him Ink. Or: Before he can destroy his soul and enter the Doodle Sphere, Ink is recruited by Nightmare. He accepts his role as best he can, even if he sometimes feels like he is meant for something more.

TubboInnit(Tubbo x Tommy), Tomboo(Tommy x Ranboo), and Ranmybo(Ranboo x Tommy x Tubbo) oneshots. You searched for this!Let me know if you have any ideas, just tell me the relationship, world(IRL, DreamSMP, OriginsSMP), and the title. You can also tell me if you want it to be angst, fluff, or smut. I can try and make it two or all three as well if you want. Also if you want me to credit you, just tell me and I will.Disclaimer: All hate comments or mean speech towards me, my work, or someone else while on this book WILL be deleted without ANY hesitation whatsoever.

There’s something wrong with Tommy. Dream will help him figure out what. Or: Dream starts testing the revive book on Tommy in exile. Apparently Apollo has cursed me.

Tommy was loud and people described him of being annoying. But even loud people have there bad days. Stress from school, streaming and needing to be perfect is overwhelming Tommy. So he starts to age regress and it helps. Now he has to keep it a secret from his friends. As more stress from the real world starts to consume Tommy he begins to buckle under it. Hiding everything from everyone was to much. And he starts to show his true and broken colours.

After a minute or so of this person staring at the medicine while Tubbo stared at them, he starts to get a bit bored. So, he clears his throat, and says in a conversational voice, “They sell pretty damn good Tylenol here, don’t they?” They jump, clearly taken aback by Tubbo’s appearance. They blink at him once before nodding slowly, clearing their throat. “Isn’t, uh, most Tylenol the- the same everywhere?” -- Tubbo is an accidental part of a kind-of family, worn tennis shoes firmly planted on the sidelines as a ticking time clock mocks the day his stolen life will crumble, shoved under the floorboards of his best friend's attic. In the waiting process, he meets a seventeen year old severely lacking in both memory and effective hair dye, who defines himself as the spaces between notebook pages and part-time jobs. Like this, Tubbo meets Ranboo, who, despite everything, may be Tubbo's most worthwhile pit stop in his journey to survival yet. (Or, a high school AU in which finding home and staying afloat are two tasks you can't shoulder at once, but there are other people who will carry the world with you, if you can muster the bitter task of giving it up first.)

It started with a kiss, how the fuck did it end up like this? Their deal was sex. That was it. Sex kept separate from their 'jobs'. The line was perfectly clear! Until it wasn't...

Tommy Innit had always loved flowers, they fascinated him. His instincts seemed to call out to the small plants that held so much life in them. Finally, when in exile, he indulges. This has become a full blown story and I might carry some regrets about that, but I'm not sorry.

!!NO ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS, NO SANSCEST, NO DREAMCEST AND NO INCEST!!!Dream and Nightmare are brothers and brothers only!! You yogurts. ~~ When Nightmare goes on a solo mision, the gang take their chance, and sneak around Nightmare's room. They expected to find.. well.. nothing. What they didn't expect was a picture of Dream with another skeleton in a purple suit. Or the crown that looked identical to the one Dream had. Its time for Nightmare to see the truth about his past. Mainly, his brother.

It has been one month since fifty AUs were DELETEd without explanation. Ink is summoned to Blue’s AU by an emergency call and fears the worst. When he arrives, the AU is safe and Blue, Core, and Dream convince him to stay for a while. They were not the only ones waiting for him.Ink's brother is so happy to see him. Everyone else? Not so much.S̶͔̄o̵͎͊o̴͉͂n̴͎͒ ̷̠̄ï̷̠t̷̜̊ ̵̳̀ẅ̸̩́i̵̻̊l̵̖͗l̷̹̎ ̷̢̕b̴͓̔e̴̜̽ ̷̳͝ṯ̸̐í̷̹m̷̙̎ě̷̫ ̸͚͒t̸͇̕ǒ̶͜ ̵̻͠b̴̅͜r̸̙͊i̸̪͂n̷̗̂ġ̷̬ ̴̡̒t̵͓̏r̴̢͒u̶̲̒ẻ̶͉ ̶̪̋"̸̢͠j̶̘̃u̷͒͜s̶͍̊t̴̢͘i̶̘̇c̸̗̑e̴͕͘"̵̢̈ ̶̰͝t̷͙̏õ̴̤ ̷͇̀t̷̫̂h̶͚̏ḙ̴͊ ̸͔͂M̸̜͠u̴͚̒l̸̲̈ṫ̶̯i̴̛̪v̷̰̿ē̶̳r̶̮̒s̷͎̍e̶̯̿.̷̮̄

His constant tapping on the table only served to unnerve him further. The room was cold and there was nobody in there. It was just him left in the silence. The literal one thing he doesn't do good with. It doesn't matter now does it? He had been caught. He was a vigilante but he had gotten caught. Now he was going to stuck in prison for the rest of his life. Or whatever the fuck this rehabilitation program is. They both sound the same. or Tommy was a vigilante until he got caught. Now he is in a rehabilitation program that is supposed to make him into a hero. He learns how shit the system gets.

HI THere uhhh this is my first ao3 post and i have NO IDEA how this website works bUt i'm gonna try my best. i don't ship george and dream irl, only their online personas and i respect their boundaries and them as people.

In which a young girl wakes up in a forest with no memories.---------------I regret to inform that the MC in this story will be female, and will be using she/her pronouns.no, this is not a one-shot book, this is going to be a story I do not own you, or any of the MCYT featured in this story, I only own the story. **DISCONTINUED AS OF 2023.**

Tommy has survived against all odds. Despite the foster system's neglect towards hybrids, Tommy managed to hide his heritage and live a semi-peaceful life (if you could consider being beaten black and blue "peaceful"). This house should be a nice break from the monotony of survival. As long as he doesn't get attached to anyone, he can leave without anyone sparing a second glance in his direction. Now, he just has to focus on today, and worry about tomorrow, well, tomorrow. aka I've been revived and am now writing Minecraft fanfiction. If sunny won't let my boy rest then I will.

They had talked about it before. Dream wanted to be an immortal and wanted to belong to XD completely. XD had no problem with that. But, when Dream asked for details of his powers, he began to feel scared.

The Guardian of Negativity, sometimes called the King thereof. He's one of the coldest, meanest beings in the multiverse. So..why does he suddenly have small footsteps scurrying around the house?

Ink, creator of worlds, and Error, destroyer of worlds, fight day in night to determine the fate of AUs.During a battle, Error glitches out, forgetting everything.How will Ink react to the now feeble destroyer? Who is planning on creating far more chaos for all AUs?What cute shenanigans will Naive Error get himself into?

Like a fly to honey, Dream is tricked into entering Nightmare’s abode. He may not understand why, but his brother is more than happy to educate him.

Years of being a feeder on the Black Market. Years of bouncing between renting vampires who ranged from physical abuse to false niceties only to be returned again and again so the cycle could repeat. It was a life Blue despised, but shamefully had given up hope of escaping. It was routine. Everything was routine. Even the terror that came with each new vampire he was rented out to had somehow become normal, and in truth, Blue counted on the same song and dance to learn how he was supposed to act with each new client for however long the renting period lasted. So, when a dark tentacled skeleton vampire and his companion break the mold, goes against the standard behavior Blue expects and actually offers the first kernels of true kindness the small mortal has received since he had been kidnapped all those years ago? When he meets the mortals this so-called 'Nightmare' and his vampire housemates live with, only to find they are not afraid of their supposed predators? When he's told he's been rescued?Maybe… maybe he can hope again. Maybe he can believe he wasn't going back to that empty cell of a display. Maybe… He can be a person again.

You meet Ink, a scatterbrained yet lovable artist. The Bad Sanses attacked your world, but before you became a target for them, he brought you to safety. Now enter Cross, a skeleton who lost everything that was once dear to him. He didn’t expect to be treated with such kindness you provided him with, making him grow feelings for you. Ink wasn't expecting to fall in love with you as well.

Today hadn't gone as originally planned, now Nightmare has to deal with the Murder Time trio, or do they have to deal with him?

Up on the highest shelf, one that most could not reach without a step stool or possibly a small ladder, were four bright, shiny bells each embedded with unique crystals of far off lands Tommy had never seen. These lands were far away. Far beyond the hills in the distance, or the mountain ranges that slept in the horizon, or even, beyond the stars and the sun itself. These lands were beautiful and grand, outstretching to the infinity of space, with impossibly tall trees and dense forests hiding the most mystical of creatures. or; tommy lives with his older brother, and caretaker, dream, who runs a shop and attraction house showing off the horrifying wonders of the farlands. everything seems to be going well until his brother brings back something new; something alive.