COMPLETED [boyxboy] After his religious mother kicks him out for being gay, Elijah Ellis moves in with his father, where his step-mother, step-brother, and half-sister also welcome him. Elijah aspires to continue doing what he loves and play hockey for his new school, but his past hookup with the closeted hockey captain, Fox Ridley, complicates things. While Elijah just wants to get through the season unscathed, Fox is hellbent on hating him. Elijah is unsure whether he will ever overcome Fox's hatred, or if he will remain on thin ice. ~171k words

One day George just stopped answering calls, appearing online, completely gone off the face of social media. His friends left confused and hurt, angry even. Dream moves on, five years later though he begins to see 'George' everywhere he goes, whenever he's out in public. At first he thinks it's a joke of some sort, until it all gets too real. Art credits : shtbexan

After George breaks his left hand and can't play Minecraft for awhile, many interactions between him and Dream seem to slowly change from the usual. Their flirting doesn't seem like just jokes anymore. cw//broken bones (not a lot of detail) word count: 16,353 ~ dreamnotfound story :] it's inspired by "Talk Like That" by Wallows the cover is by @ Callistop on Instagram and Twitter if any CC's are uncomfortable with this fic, I'll take it down :] 6/6/2021

If ranboo changes his mind about people writing fanfics (So far he has said he is fine with anything that DOESN'T have NSFW which will not be included) Someone please tell me and I will take it down. She/Her pronouns. Mostly nice stuff I think, If Tw will need to be placed I will be sure to do that! Y/n Is Twitch streamer, Quackity's little sister. They both live together in North Carolina (to be near Karl. For the sake of the story they all live there. just go with it). STARTED: MARCH 2nd 2021 FINISHED: APRIL 1ST 2021 Contains swearing! 67th In karljacobs ~~~ March 7th 2021 1st In ranbooxreader ~March 7th 2021 1st In ranboolive ~~~~March 18th 2021 47th In tubbolive ~~~~March 7th 2021 35th In ranboo ~~~~~~March 10th 2021 38th In tubbo ~~~~~~ March 20th 2021 68th In xreader ~~~~~ July 18th 2021 185th In mcyt ~~~~~~ July 19th 2021

Nyctophobia. Fear of darkness. Something George has had since he was 12. Something only himself and his family knew. Well until he Moves in with Dream and Sapnap, and things don't exactly go to plan. - "Is Georgie scared of the dark" Sapnap Mocked "S-Stop." George Eventually Broke down

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You're a 15 year female who has the title of 'troublesome kid.' You don't necessarily cause trouble but everyone thinks your intimidating. After the abuse from your parents you live in England with you brother, William also known as Wilbur soot.

You were one of the first people to arrive in the piano room - probably because your form room had been so close by. The room was empty when you walked in, so you just made your way to the back of the room, sitting down at one of the pianos near the window. There were no desks in the room besides for the teacher, only keyboards lined up in rows facing the front of the room. You set your books down under the piano, not knowing where else to put them, and sat down, fiddling with the hem of your shirt in your hands as you waited. You would have much preferred for at least the teacher to be in the room - sitting by yourself was not really what you wanted to be doing. You turned your attention to the window in the room, absently watching a couple of songbirds dart in an out of a small shrub while you waited. Hopefully someone else would get here soon and it wouldn't be so stiflingly silent- "Oh. Hello." Your head snapped back to the front of the room to see a boy standing there, hovering awkwardly just inside the door. He was rather short, and his arms wrapped around his books in a hug. You wouldn't have noticed him in the hallway if you had passed him - his height combined with brown hair and brown eyes made him the sort of person that would just blend in to a crowd. He didn't look particularly mean though, so you just tried for a smile. "That's my seat." He said, still hovering by the door.