You recently moved to California with your mom and had to leave your friends and everything else behind. When you started attending your new school, you've suddenly met people you already knew. That's how everything started... [Okay, this is my first story ever so please don't judge me too hard. I'll try my best on th...
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! :]
~warning~ -suicidal actions -death -slight gore please do not read if you cannot handle these. please be safe and remember that i love you. and remember, this has nothing to do with sapnap's personal life. it's just a sad story. °•°•°•°•° SAPNAP PLEASE DONT READ 《complete》
"I'll read it out for you." Anne said, handing the cigarette back to you. "Wanted; for breaking and entering and robbery. Unknown bandit seen leaping from a window of a bank in Kempton, may be walking with a limp from the fall. Suspected to be about 5'8" and stocky build. Should any leads arise please contact local au...
Y/N is Dream's younger sister who is going through a breakup. She doesn't think she'll find anyone again but everything changes when she gets to know her brother's best friend. This is just for fun since sapnap said he's okay with us writing fanfic. This story will be told as if it already happened until we get to pre...
"Nick, that's illegal..." "chase and charli was illegal but I don't see anyone complaining." In this story ur american only for the sole purpose that tommy hates them lmao
zach pushed me against the cabin's dusty wall, and pressed his soft lips onto mine. soon his lips made their way on my neck, making naughty marks on it. "zach, this is against the rules", i breathed out. "i don't care - bad kids don't need rules." ---- highest rankings ☆ #1 in zachherron ☆ #10 in romance ☆ #27 in fanf...
"--I want you to share that air with m-- AH!" A sudden car honk cuts off my encore, along with my poor excuse of what I like to call, dancing. I hear boys laughing as I press my foot lightly against the gas pedal, only moving a mere foot due to the traffic. Glancing to my left, I see two guys: one driving and glanc...
