𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. ... 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴀ ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ɴᴇᴡ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴘᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ. Dream looked at the dead body, who soon faded away. He blinked, before sighing and going back to L'manberg. Not before grabbing her sword, and most of her belongings she's left behind though. Somewhere rather far away, laid an unconsciousness figure leaning on a tree. She possessed beautiful y/h/c y/h/l hair, which seemed to dance in the light breeze. She wore a clean gray sweatshirt with the initials W.D in bold white letters were in-scripted. The jeans she had on were slightly ripped, and she wore simple sneakers. Her skin was translucent, revealing the oak tree through her arms. She seemed perfectly at peace, and didn't seem to be injured much. There were a few minor scars on her legs that looked to be bleeding, but it wasn't trickling. It was practically frozen. A bit odd if you ask me. But judging by the looks of it, she seemed to be a 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 '𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸'. Cover art: @PenWingStar on Deviantart 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: 𝐒𝐡𝐞/𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭.)

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴍᴇᴇᴛꜱ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ'ꜱ ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ. ❛𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘺- 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵, 𝘞𝘪𝘭?❜ ❛𝘏𝘮? 𝘖𝘩! 𝘏𝘪! 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘈𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘺.❜ 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐫𝐭: 𝐎𝐨𝐩𝟒𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: 𝐒𝐡𝐞/𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭.)

❛ 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚 ❜ ❛𝙣𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙢𝙚, 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 ❜ 【　૪'ރ፧ ࿐ 】　 [ ੈ✩‧₊ 🍃🔭 ] 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐁𝐔𝐑 getting rejected because Y/n needs her Main character energy to radiate ࿐

after a vlog in brighton, england, they fall in love . 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐁𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐓 𝐗 𝐅𝐄𝐌!𝐎𝐂 [ romance, fluff . ] previously named twitter trending ! completed . © kaeyazwrld ; writing , plot .

𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐁𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐓 𝐗 𝐅!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 "Come and find me," it read. "I hope this letter finds you well. I miss you, Wilbur. Look for me, and let us talk amongst the stars once more." Wilbur goes on a mission to find his past lover using only letters she had left behind as his clues.

The door opened, and you were faced with a young man about your age. He filled the whole doorframe with his height, though he was kind of lanky looking. A few brown fluffy curls stuck out from underneath his beanie, and he wore glasses, looking down at you. "Oh, you are rather tall." You said, the words slipping out of you before you could stop yourself. You clamped your mouth shut before the rest of the thought could slip out as well - he was rather fit, too. He blinked quizzically. "Um, sorry?"

𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖓𝖊𝖜 𝖇𝖔𝖞𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉 °࿐ (discontinued.) but he's in your bed... and i'm in your twitch chat in which.. y/n falls in love with a tall ass british gamer e-boy © wilqurs 2020

TW: callmecarson might take this story down as it makes me uncomfortable knowing what carson did and the fact that he's in this story makes it worse. This is cringe but it's for my own enjoyment pogs

"𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠?" . . . . . ..⃗.🕊•̩̩͙⁺゜ ⤾·˚ ༘ ◡̈ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 . . . . . ..⃗.🕊•̩̩͙⁺゜ ⤾·˚ ༘ ◡̈ ─ 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜 ─ ─ 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 ─