CAUTION, this is a warning. if you decide to read this for whatever reason, just please be aware of following facts: i wrote this chatfic back when i was like 15 and originally it was a whole different fandom and characters but i just had it sitting in my drafts for years and didn't want to delete it completely back then so i rewrote it to fit the dsmp fandom WITHOUT going over the basics / checking for spelling & grammar mistakes too much so, obviously, it's a complete mess and very, very cringe if you ask me i'm sorry for that, but i warned you. i really just wanna delete it, not only from my page (i hate that it's posted under & associated with my name) but the whole internet tbh but apparently some people (that are in desperate need of professional help) like it, and i know what it's like to have a story you like taken down so i'm just pretending it doesn't exist for their sake if you ever bring it up to me though, i will probably scream for any trauma or cringe attack this might give you, you're responsible yourself. ANYWAYS trying to reach her online best friend in excitement ashton typed in the wrong area code and ended up texting karl jacobs, a person she would pretty soon get close to. the writing style i used in this story is really short, slow paced & easy going so just lay back and chill while reading -swearing -no mature content -no smut enjoy reading! follow, votes and comments help a lot :)

𝐢 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. in which, everything was only just a fantasy to escape reality. MINECRAFT YOUTUBERS! 𝒕𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒐 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 ex-lovers trope. @-whistledown / 2020

Regret buried itself deep into the pit of my stomach as he leaned close, his breath fanning against my ear as his grip on me tightened, "Blood for the blood god." He whispered with dangerous intent. And that's when his sword pierced through my skin. ~ subscribe to technoblade If Techno is uncomfortable with this fanfic I will take it down not only to respect him as a person but also to respect his privacy. Techno has voiced that he is uncomfy with people using his real name so his real name will not be used in this story :D PLUS no real shipping is going to happen in this book! Techno has said that he is uncomfy with shipping so none of that is going to happen! This story is marked mature for the following reasons: gore, excessive swearing, weapons, violence, blood, and descriptions of death. if you are uncomfortable with any of the following, I'd recommend that you do not read this story. subscribe to technoblade This story in no way shape or form is related to any SMP that techno has participated in and this in no way shape or form is related to him or his brand, this is purely just me messing around with a writing prompt for Techno. Nothing NSFW happens in this book! I am a minor and reading / writing stuff like that in general for me is just gross let alone have it be a real person. I in no way shape or form own Technoblade or anyone else that may be mentioned in this story, however I do own the story, the plot, and anything that may go down in this story. If you have any questions or concerns please DM me on discord @ peyty#6362 as wattpad is messing up my messaging system and I will not be able to respond to you on here.

Famous streamer Georgenotfound and Dream, along with many other friends reunite after not seeing each other for years, only had been talking online. A couple months of streaming and they find out what's happening with George behind the scenes, or rather, behind the streams. Dream has developed and acknowledged his strong feelings for George, but now that he knows the truth what will happen?

"What are you doing in my kitchen?" he asks groggily as he makes his way over to the barstools. I laugh at the way he rubs his eyes. "Making pancakes." He squints up at me, hangover all over his face. "Why are you doing it so early in the morning?" "First of all, it's noon." I shake my head as I flip a pancake over. "And second of all, Saturday mornings are basically made for pancakes."

Thantophobia (n.) the fear of losing someone you love. "We all have our own reasons for forgetting how to breath..." Y/n is terminally ill. Although she is too weak to do much, she tries to live her life to it's fullest. The fullest being, staying inside to read a book and pretending she's the main character. However, the one day she decides to try out something new, she runs into a man she's never met before. What will fall out between these two? Will it be okay or will they...unintentionally ruin each other. "When a man loves something, he loves it with all of his heart.." If any of the people mentioned in this feel uncomfortable, I will immediately take it down- Songs to let you feel the angst at full force: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/00DuX8EGjKSPwLzAuWwCE6?si=6b-u2QeNSQO_O2SpIlStNQ&utm_source=copy-link&dl_branch=1 Uploaded on ao3! <3

like all my other story's 18+ please and no I won't do minors at all. a story were you get a new life living because you were a prize bag sold to a random guy but will you trust your new life or fall in love and this has a little bit if abuse in this story so just a warning and cussing and smut? idk if you all call it that these day but that

The L'Manburg election is fast approaching, and who better to endorse Wilbur's party than the renowned J Schlatt himself? Only he didn't come alone. "Hey. Who's the woman?" "You mean this vision of beauty? Yeah, she's my wife." "Please stop telling people we're married, Schlatt." This is a Dream x OC story Rated Mature for bad language and Schlatt

in which a twitch streamer calls dream a dick ironically and starts ww3 on twitter