Streaming was just one of your many comfort hobbies. You did not expect it to become your career. You never even thought it would in the first place. Until your friend group decided it would be a great idea to audition as one of the viewer teams for the Minecraft Championship.

Scales adored his pale white skin. His beautiful eyes as slits. A dark hoodie and jeans to hide the snake skin they made fun of. Laughed at and beat on the boy adventures into the forest with his only friends wrapped around his arms, legs, and neck as he leaves the place he was hurt, and meets a strange bunch of people, just as strange as himself.

- 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 know! the last thing i'd want to do is to weird you guys out <3 tw: language, gore, arson, graphic desc, violence started: 15/10/20 art cover credit: b_puppers on twt <3

If you're reading this, I'm assuming you are either bored or need some tips for surviving this hell swamp. I don't really care which one it is, just give me my journal back, or else. Sincerely, TommyInnit (and Tubbo) ~~~ TWS: blood and death, although i will only put chapter tws for heavy gore and insanity, not death COVER BY: @UnhealthyGoblin [insta & watt] no tubbo x tommy, and no ships. the book wont be written like a journal, but there will be occasional segments that are. i also love angst so... other mcytbers will be there, but only for a few chapters and stuff. also, not a zombie fic, diff kind of apoc IMPO: some chapters i use he/them for tubbo back from when we thought he used both. i still havent gotten around to fixing this yet, but dw, i will NOTE: BAAHAHAHAH WATTPAD FORCIBLY CHANGED THIS TO MATURE ALRIGHT I GUESS IM A MATURE WRITER NOW

One friendly text from a certain Twitch streamer, leads y/n down a path of very difficult choices to make: including her own Twitch career, her friends, and love...? (DreamwastakenxReader) *trigger warnings* ×MATURE CONTENT ×Swearing ×Domestic Violence ×Not sure if there'll be any smut Highest Ranks: #13- Dream #7 - readerxcharacter #6 - thedreamteam #2 - pissbaby #8 - twitch #19 - twitter #35 - george NOTE: this is my first fanfic so pls be nice :) leave comments to let me know how ya'll enjoy the story

----- Everyone else left, Turning their backs to me Never to return in my life, So why, Why do you choose to stay? ----- Some days I feel as if I'm falling, I would reach up my hand and wait until someone grabs it. But no one has, they wouldn't save the damaged girl because they would think I want this. They couldn't be anymore wrong, I just wanted someone to help me before I stop reaching out my hand, before you're so far from my grasp, before I clench onto the image of you walking away. Every time I inhale I exhale to get every little bit of air out of my body. And for a second, just for a second I feel light headed, I feel my heart begin to beat faster at the fact that there is no more air to filter my lungs. Only to be calmed down until I take another breath in. Sometimes I wonder, if I suddenly stop breathing, if I pull my hand back from where you once stood. What would happen? One day, I'd like to know the answer. ----- In their eyes, I am nothing but a monster. In my eyes, I am what ever they say I am. But she's not a monster, she's far from it. Even though related by blood we couldn't be more different. She's intelligent, beautiful, loved, everything I'm not. I lurk in her shadow as they praise her. It's sad right? Even my own mother despises me because I'm not her, I'm pathetic and useless, nothing but a pawn in this game called life. She even resorted to beating her own child in hopes that one day I'd be that perfect little girl like my sister. The image of her is fading away as I fall deeper and deeper, wondering if someone catch me after I hit rock bottom. Hoping someday I won't have to reach up my hand any longer. ----- ~I do not own any of the BNHA characters~ A/N: If you're just starting to read this story, please bare with it, I've only recently revamped it. I have to admit the beginning chapters aren't well executed because I wrote this story a long time ago, but I promise as the chapters progress it gets better.