Y/N is a faceless streamer with not many viewers until one day her streams blows up and she becomes the most unlikely famous streamer. <3 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* !!INCOMPLETE!! I'm really sorry but I probably won't ever finish this story. Thank you all soooooo much for all the support and reads!!!! Sorry again Started- 24/2/2021 Finished- ********** Credits to the seagurn (On intsa)

Just some Oneshots of MCYT cause why not :) Includes: Dream George Sapnap Eret Wilbur Niki Any many more 🤗 Hope you enjoy it, have a great day.

{Completed!} {First ever fanfiction, so it's really cringy and there are a lot of grammar mistakes, but that's what makes it old. (Like Philza Minecraft)} Y/n didn't always live in L'manburg. She used to live in a village with her family, but when she was 10, the village was burned down, and she had to run. Y/n was saved by Technoblade, where he trained her to be better than him. Y/n now lives in L'manburg and is happy.. Until Dream did something very unexpected. TW: Cussing, Blood, Panic attacks. (Some fluff?) Other things will be added, but I will but trigger warnings at the beginning of the chapters. Started: March 8th, 2021 Ended: December 1st, 2021 Hi! I'm RagingFlame14. This is my first ever xreader book. It's going to suck, but that's fine. I'm not the best at writing details and stuff, so bare with me. Except that, hope you like my book. (May be a little bit of fluff, but no smut because my friend is reading this and I don't need her to harass me about it.) Highest Rankings (tags): #1 - Dre #1 - realisticminecraft

"I have to show you.... that you're for me." ▪°▪°▪ DREAM PLEASE DONT READ (the art in the cover is not mine, thank you to the person who made it) 《complete》

Y/N moved to L'manburg the DreamSMP lands at age 8 when her parents passed away in a war, only 12 years later she is faced with another war, taking her back to her childhood. Y/N gets taken, will she escape? Or will something more interesting make her want to stay? Or rather someone....... ----------------___________--------------- If you are here because of comments on other stories- um don't expose me for reading the things I read. I originally wasn't gonna write smut but I did so, deal with it. There will be language, blood/gore, and death. COVER ART IS NOT MINE! Here is a link to the original Artist: https://twitter.com/qyukies/status/1276526166485106688 This is a Dream X reader fanfic If anyone on the DreamSMP is offended or uncomfortable with this story, I will take it down. If so my twitter is @was_abigail feel free to dm me if you want it taken down. There will be no A/N chapters, if I need to say something it will be before, or at the end of each chapter. Started: 11/09/2020 Finished: 5/7/2021

- 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

Second book to "the one" read that before getting to this book. "Clay you have been distant from me lately." You said confronting him. He stayed silent. "So you aren't okay?" Again, he didn't say anything. "Are we okay?" This time he looked into your eyes. "Clay what is it?" Two lovers who have been together for a while now start to realize that there is complications to love, it's not that easy. It's messy, complicated, confusing. How do these two get over them? Details! •Language •smut •nsfw •dream x female reader

˜"*°•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 behind his mask. Uh, Alexa, play 'Watcha Say' by Jason Derulo-

▍ 𝐄𝐑𝐑Ø𝐑 ! ↳ ❪ 𝖺 𝖽𝗌𝗆𝗉 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 . . . ❫ ❛ OH DARLING LOOK HOW DIRTY YOU'VE MADE ME BECOME ❜ 🍷 ָ࣪ ۰ 🍒 › imagine being in a society in which sanity no longer exists in this world. ────── ◦'𖥸'◦ ────── 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘀 . . . the reader will be using she!her pronouns. if you are not comfy with it, please adjust and change it to your preferred pronouns !! &&. 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 humanoid au, slight yandere behavior, violence, gore, and mature content. ❛ ALTHOUGH, I KNOW WE'RE APART. YOU'RE PART OF MY HEART AND TONIGHT, YOU BELONG TO ME ❜ dsmp 𝙭 reader © hanamocha ⸝⸝ 2020 &&. art creds: @shinohahara_shirushi desc and book cover by @conyoizana.

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.