Oneshot Requests

Request One! (Dream Smp Oc)

Fandom: Dream Smp

Requested by: (A friend!)

Idea by: My friend. This is my friend's Oc. :D (Yes I write about Oc's too! Just give me a little bit of their personality and what they look like and I'm all good! Oh, and their backstory! I will give you the credit!)

Also, when describing my friend's Oc in an AI image generator, I got this result. Looks pretty accurate. :D  (Except for the hair...:P)

The summer weather had only lasted for about a week. The warm sun that had shined down on Snowchester was replaced by a cold windstorm. Stratus clouds covered the sky in a thick blanket, sending tiny flurries of snow underneath window sills. It was only a matter of time before the green grass outside would be crushed under a pile of ice.

Tubbo stood by the window, admiring the already forming clumps of snow. It was amazing how quick the weather had shifted after only a week.

It was growing dark outside. Soon he'd only be able to see his reflection in the glass window panes. Despite that, he could still make out the silhouette of someone standing there, looking at him. A shiver ran up his spine. There was no mistaking it. Someone was definitely watching him through the glass.

Nervously, he raised a hand in greeting, a smile spreading across his face.

"Uh...hello?" He said warily, squinting his eyes to get a better look at them. Whoever they were, they seemed to have no reaction. Or, they might not have seen Tubbo.

It had just occurred to him that the stranger might be freezing cold outside. Could this stranger be lost? Perhaps they couldn't move? Curiosity got the best of Tubbo, and in a split second decision, he donned his coat, and exited his house.

The wind chill hit him the moment he stepped onto the frosted grass. The icy wind ruffled his brown hair, seeping into his sleeves and making him shiver. Tubbo regretted not bringing gloves. He could barely feel his fingertips.

"Hello?" He called out again, shielding his eyes from the flurries that blew into his face. "Anyone there?" His footprints made marks in the thin sheet of snow. The weather was picking up. If he couldn't find this stranger soon, he'd risk being caught in a blizzard. A snow storm was coming. He could feel it.

"Hello." Tubbo nearly jumped out of his skin as someone appeared next to him. He reared backwards, awkwardly extending his hand out to greet them.

"Uh, Hi, I'm Tubbo." The stranger tilted their head to the side. They had dirty blonde hair that was pulled up into a ponytail, and wore a simple maroon jacket and scarf. Their face was concealed behind a golden mask laced with floral designs. It gave Tubbo an uneasy feeling. Why did this stranger feel the need to hide their face?

"I'm March." They stood there awkwardly for a few seconds, the only sound being the howl of the wind as it tore through Tubbo's crops. He could feel March's eyes boring into his, and felt uncomfortable under her stare.

"Would you...like to come inside?" He gestured to the cabin beside him. The window panes reflected a dim red light, as if imitating the heat radiating from the fireplace inside. March nodded slowly.

"Yes," She said quietly, looking down at the snow pooling around her feet. Tubbo led her into his cabin, relieved to finally be back in the house. He shut the door eagerly behind him, making sure to lock it in case the wind blew it open.

The stranger sat huddled in front of the fireplace. She rubbed her fingers together, breathing in a sigh of relief upon feeling the warmth. "Thank you."