StarryStormyGalaxy

Theirs a mental institution, for traumatized kids.These kids need to learn to live again. For some, it's been ten years. For some, five. But all of them were broken. Some have no hope left. Some have no will or motivation. Others still have seen too much. But it's been three years, and no new kids have come. No ones left, or healed during this time. Things have been going okay, progress has been made, and things are looking up. During the past three and counting years, the kids have grown close, and learned to cope better, and look out for each other, creating a home for themselves. They go to school, and visit other places, and do more things than they could before. They care for each other. Their a family now. So when a new kid comes, that no one can get to speak, or do much, what happens? This green haired kid, who has seen hell and back, who barely reacts to anything. Can the others help him heal? Can they heal? Maybe even one day, can they learn to relive and enter the world once again for themselves?…

StarryStormyGalaxy

Tommy lived his life relatively well with Tubbo and Ranboo. All their lives it'd been the three of them versus the world. Tubbo with his computer smarts, Ranboo and his teleportation, Tommy with his wings. They made the perfect vigilante crew. But the mafia? Way above their heads. That doesn't stop Tommy. Maybe the mafias obsession with the boy just might get it through his thick head how screwed they actually were.…