SweetWriting
Fandoms
- Original Work (2)
- Minecraft (Video Game) (2)
- Hermitcraft SMP (1)
- Video Blogging RPF (1)
- Dream SMP (1)
Recent works
-
Tags
Summary
Ren is out by the sulfur ponds one night when he smells something strange. It isn’t until the tall creature falls into the mud for Ren’s brain to connect the earthy scent with that of a puppy.
Too bad that puppy is TommyInnit and he is just wondering how long it will take for this furry man to realize puppies don’t walk on two feet and swear.AKA Tommy end up on Hermitcraft season 10 and does that thing from Undertale where he avoids the guard dogs by getting adopted
-
Tags
Summary
For the 9th time, Chaos was forced to flee a world with her players. Entering into the 10th she took a moment to breath. A new home, a stronger home, and one she wants to enjoy while it lasts
-
Tags
Summary
J.J. only wanted to dig peacefully as he was told. Being alone with his thoughts came with some dangers however, like not realizing when you walk right into a ravine
-
Tags
Summary
This was not the beginning. Nor was it the end. It was just a moment in time that brought us together. Chaos was building something she could not see for beings that may not exist. She had heard rumors of creatures known as phantoms and she would be dammed if there wasn't a place for them at the museum.
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
When Hels picks a fight he can't win and finds himself bleeding out in the cold, empty End, he isn't exactly expecting anyone else to find him. He finds himself faced with a rather annoying Hermit (Not Hermit?), who insists on helping him.
An exploration on the possible first meeting of Helsknight and Evil Xisuma somewhere out in the Hermitcraft Season 7 End.
-
Tags
Summary
Owen cradles Legs’ face in one hand, careful to avoid the worst of the burns. Burns that are healing, if slowly. So very slowly. Legs winces, hisses lowly, and blinks sluggishly up at this young Owen that looks at him with devotion and fear and deep pain.
“You need blood to heal,” Owen says, “I have plenty, Louis. Take it all. Please. I- I need you to be alright. I need you.”
Louis.
Legs closes his eyes, and realizes the last and most important thing. Who he is.
———
Or, in which Legs dies and wakes up in Louis’ body right after he was killed on the pyre. Owen, seeing this, mistakenly thinks Louis survived the pyre.
Legs just thinks he’s in hell.
-
Tags
Summary
You say that you're the real deal, but what good have you done?
Wels escaped the falling moon. But he can't escape the stowaway on board, giving voice to all the ways that he failed his knightly promise.
-
Tags
Summary
Tango had a simple mission to fulfill. Clean up the boat, bring up the fish haul, then make his way back to civilization. There was a thunderstorm brewing, something he could feel inside his bones. He'd have to make it back before it caught him.
A dead hand emerged from within the fishing nets.
-----
This fic was writen in 48hrs during the Extremely Timed Exchange 2024!
-
every new discovery is just a reminder by amaranthinecanicular
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
16 Sep 2022
Tags
Summary
Grian has everything under control. No matter how sweetly the Entity whispers; no matter the promises it makes. No matter the dreams that plague him, of lives he never lived and friends who never died. Friends killed at his own hands.
Friends the Entity swears he can have back. And if the Entity wants him to investigate the rift to achieve this end, well, he was going to do that anyway, right? He’s still in complete control. Really.
He reaches into the Rift. He brings his friends home, red-eyed and strange. These versions of them are…perhaps a bit more bloodthirsty than their counterparts, but they’re alive, and that’s what matters. That’s more than worth the consequences of Grian having his wish granted. Like feeling that he is not quite himself anymore, or the inescapable sense of Knowing that crowds his skull, or the even stranger sense that the worst is yet to come.
The Entity wants more. (The Entity wants Grian.) And Grian, with the memories of lives he’s never lived crawling under his skin, wants more too.
In the end, buttons must be pressed. Doors must be opened. Even if some doors were closed for a reason, and better left shut.