❌⟨𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙗𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙖𝙥⟩❌ ;;𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘴.:)

w. soot x reader Paint and brushes. Colours and canvases. Those are the things that Y/n grew up with. A life filled with meaning and creativity. While on her lonely endevours she met a ghost. A ghost who can't remember his life's memoirs. What seems like a unharmful friendship bloomed into something so unforgettable. Life is and will always be a player. Hence why we should learn to let go. "-just like paint, you fade away." Artwork by @rcyguns on twitter. Check them out!!

This story has a bunch of the DreamSMP Members in it! Y/n doesn't have a very good past (ex's, family, and POSSIBLY more.) Y/n has been through a lot. This story is about y/n, Tommy, Tubbo, DreamTeam, Wilbur, Niki, +more. What lies ahead? I hope you enjoy! :]

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.)

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Zak lives in a rural, conservative area with his single, alcoholic father and he has insomnia and anxiety. Zak often sneaks out in the night to drive around and go to red hole, a popular hole in the creek to go swimming in. One night there, he finds a guy named Darryl.

This was from 2020-2021. Read the message from the first chapter.