"Hey Eridan?" "Mm?" The tired troll answered. "What is it, Fes?" "Why do you always wear you scarf?" "We all have our limits, Fes, and I hit mine a long time ago."

I'll rename it later. It's rated T for some language, and gore, but that's all. This is a AU where the world is ravaged by demons, and will tell the stories of it's survivors- and others ;). For the purpose of making sense, there won't be any of the Alpha kids. I'm sorry about that! And please review. If there are any errors, I'd like to know

Cutest thing I've ever written.

Your name is Dave Strider, and you think you fell for an angel. Or a human. Or something. Probably a god, you muse. But you are not the only one to fall into his trap.

This is whatever ships get recommended to me to write. Anything you like I will write. May it be my NOTP or OTP, I will write it! Leave a review with your ship and scenario and I will write it when I have the time! Oliver

Rumors start circulating Skaia High about a haunted music room. Getting dared to check it out, Sollux Captor finds himself forgetting he was even dared. For what reason does he return the next day? Rated T for language. I own nothing, 'cept the story idea!

There are many worlds within the small planet Earth. Possibly the most common is the world of the humans on land, but second most known of is the world of merpeople in the seas. Few humans have been introduced to this world, but that number is about to get a little bigger. [includes DirkJake, JohnVris, PB&J, Davekat, EriFef, and maybe others as the story goes on]

Kankri is told by his dancestor that he is a trigger and no one cares. So he finally does what everyone wants him to, shut up. But it is at great personal loss as he realizes, without his lecturing, no one notices him. The following time does little but severly damage his psychological state. Can his flush crush save him in time? Rated T because its Homestuck, characters swear.

An Organ Trail fanfic with elements of Left 4 Dead and Resident Evil. Five survivors must travel across the United States during a zombie apocalypse. They must face Special Infected, illness, riots, and nuclear winter in hopes of surviving to reach Safe Haven in Oregon. Will Roxy be able to lead them there alive, or will they perish along the road like thousands of others?

Sadstuck humanstuck EridanxReader, WARNING: TRIGGERS IN STORY (don't read if your Kankri)

Newthia is explained. (Part of my Newthia AU.)

When 12 trolls and 4 humans play a game left by their ancestors and their parents, there are unexpected consequences. Can they defeat the game like those before them, or will they die and doom their race to oblivion? (Part of my Newthia AU.)

dave and karkat talk on trollian :) rated t for language

T'étais mon rêve, t'étais une fumée, t'étais rien mais t'étais le seul. Seul celui qui aime existe, non ? [Repost !]

Series of Vantas-Lejion Family shenanigans.

What happens when Eridan leaves one of his rings in Sollux's room. And what happens when Sollux finds this ring. Erisol

Karkri fanfic. What else is there to write?

"The counsel you would have another keep, first keep yourself. " -proverb. Or what happens when paradox space creates too many copies of the same person. (future chapters will be about different characters and will be added if I ever get around to it)

So I was on a roleplay site and this happened. Rated M because fuck 9 year olds.

Dave is getting ready for bed when his Bro gives him an unexpected visit.

Dirk Strider is an impetuous youth, and he's loving it. Soon though, a fateful decision will place him in a position he couldn't have prepared for. He'll have to mature quite a bit if he wants to take care of a kid... Prescratch Dirk.

As winter sets in on Beforus, Vriska Serket, a top Imperial Agent, finds herself faced with a situation which throws her into a whirlwind of emotion, guilt, and uncertainty. But is the old saying true? It it better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all? And if so, does this apply to platonic love, as well?

Hey guys! It's December! Know what that means? CHRISTMAS Homestuck style! as usual Homestuck belongs to Hussie(as well as my soul) Rated K for Karkat and kisses under the mistletoe(because no homestuck christmas fic is good without it)

Takes place post-game. All of the trolls and humans have been resurrected and are on their way to their new universe. The journey will last about a month but only a week in, people start getting bored. What starts as a meaningless act out of boredom quickly escalates into a full-fledged war as old wounds are reopened and new ones are created.

Here are some Sadstuckstories and there are spoilers inthem! Homestuck does not belong to me nor its characters! Itbelongs to Andrew Hussie. ENJOY!