What happens when a bounty hunter is offered a lot of gold to kill the Kings son, but no ones has seen the prince since he was 8? What happens when said Prince manages to slip past the kings men and run away from his home? What happens when the two meet by chance without knowing who each other are? And what if they h...
It started as a battle, for freedom, against tyranny. And became something greater, it broke so many. There was never peace, it was just an illusion. You let me suffer, yet then you loved like no other. I guess we were too naïve to see, how broken this place can be. The sun is rising on the meadows, her colours remind...
"Where do you think you're going princess?" he taunts, mouth pulled back in a smirk. I don't move, every part of my body is frozen, every muscle coiled to snap. He closes in, forcing my back against the rough part of a tree, masked face leaning in inches above my own. "Scared are we?" ---------------- Rosemary is the...
lowercase intended. dreamwastaken x reader swearing real life minecraft, dream smp cover art was made by baguettesocks on instagram! y/n was a devoted warrior of l'manberg... maybe too devoted? GUYS 2M READS
˜"*°•𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎.•°*"˜ In which every day is a perfect day to be a badass bitch *-*-*-* You've spent your whole life looking for your long-lost friend. Not once, would you ever have considered imagining that he's been right in front of you for the past several months, hiding...
"hey dream? you're an asshole," she spoke slowly from her place in the corner, wrists tied behind her back. "you know, you're really not in a position to be saying things like that," he responded, twirling the handle of his sword in a circle.
- when y/n, a proud and loyal warrior for l'manburg, realises her role in this war is a lot bigger than she thought, where will she lay her priorities? a dream x (fem)reader fic 💚 (very much a slow-burn) dream smp au if dream or anyone from the smp group find this story and are uncomfortable with it, please let me k...
Falling. The feeling of pure calmness for a matter of seconds as you fall from the sky, my eyes shut from the brightness, heart slowing down for a only a moment. When my body hit the ground... I would have never guess where I would wake up next. I don't know who I am, how I got here, or what this place is. I don't...
And when nobody wakes you up in the morning, and when nobody waits for you at night, and you can do whatever you want. What do you call it? Freedom or loneliness?