A/N (basically just me ranting)- hi, so I'm really freaking mad, for one, I have therapy tomorrow and I dont even get asked what flavor I want. Second, my school is doing full distance learning because of COVID, which means I actually have to get up on time to attend zoom meetings. Third, I died in the nether to a God damn wither skeleton. I WASN'T EVEN ON LOW HEALTH. Okay I'll explain what happened, so basically I thought to myself, 'well I dont want to do survival games right now because cubecraft is a literal bitch.' So I decided because I had never beat the game I would try to, I had gone into the nether after spawning in a fucking JUNGLE. Then after like 30 minutes wandering around trying to find a lava pool, I found one and went into the nether.(with my nether portal building skills, which were taught to me by Dream himself. Ikr what a lie that is.) There was like 8 ghasts on me while I tried to trade for ender pearls, and they ended up killing all the piglins :(((((. Anyways, my pickaxe broke so I was using a wooden one before I found a bastion. Then after 45 minutes I found a fortress, but it was in a soul sand valley, so there were a bunch of wither skeletons. It wasn't even near the spawner, but there was 12 blaze. I'm not kidding. So I got caught on fire, and I didn't realize there was a wither skeleton so I kept fighting the blaze, then I realized I was on three hearts and got caught on fire again. Then I died. I swear to the gods of minecraft if I die in a soul sand valley one more God damn time, I will cook the entire nether.
Anyways enjoy :D
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It had been a week since Dream had asked me the question, I said yes ofcourse. And now we were together. It all happened so fast, but I didn't mind.
Me and that Technoblade guy had gotten along fine, we trained together often. He was actually really good, he was about as good as Dream, maybe even better. Dream and I still met up regularly, which was usually very other day. I haven't told him about Techno because even though there's nothing going on between us, I know how protective Dream can get, and I dont really want him chopping off Technos head.(That was weird to write lol. Techno never diessssss >:) okay back to the story)
"Keep your left foot forward, then step with your right, and swing into the wood." He instructed.
I swung, just as he told me. I was using the diamond axe I made from the diamonds I found in the village blacksmith a week ago. I was becoming a better blacksmith, creating tools and such. I hadn't ever enchanted because we've never had the gear, or resources in L'manburg. My axe hit the tree with a thump, now stuck in the truck of the oak wood, the handle was pulled down by its own weight.
"Better, your form still needs work though." He said. I scoffed at his remarks. "But let's go inside, we've been training all day." He said and began to walk off into the woods.
He was completely out of view and I started pulling my axe out of the shriveled wood I had been lodging my axe into, nearly all day. As I struggled to pull the axe out of its position snuggled in the wood, arms wrap around my waist, and I feel soft, warm breathing on my neck. Startled, I jump, and turn around to meet a green eyed, 6'3, tea kettle. That was my nickname for him, as he laughed like one. He wasn't fond of the name but I thought it was better then 'giraffe'. I rolled my eyes as he put on a fake pouty face at me jumping out of his arms. I finally pulled the axe out of the wood.
"What are you doing here? We weren't supposed to meet until tomorrow." I said, trying to hide the fact that there was another male close to where I slept at night, in fear he might get angry at me. I hoped he wouldn't, but from the little time I had known him, he seemed very protective over the things he loved. I didn't blame him, after all his parents left him all alone, to fight a war at only eight years old. I wasn't sure why I wasn't protective, my parents had practically done the same to me, just not intentionally. I didn't blame them, they were told I would be safe, and I was in a way, with the people of L'manburg, I did feel safe. I wasn't safe, but I felt safe. Thats all that really matters right?
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