Just some Sleepy Bois Inc. oneshots for ya. (just angst cause you know me, that one tommy angst writer-) I do take requests, and please give me requests for I am dry ;w; --- ahhhh hi. im writing this as this book is being discontinued. sorry to anyone that was expecting part 2's of any oneshots. feel free to come up with your own ending s or even finishing them yourselves, but unfortunately i will not be continuing. loved all of your support when writing this book and im so happy to have been able to provide you all with tears lolol anyways, thank you all fr love yu <33

We got SBI, Ranboo, Tubbo Come get your content Mostly angst, fluff, hurt/comfort READ THE A/N at the beginning for warnings/rules! marked as complete for now. that may change, focusing on other books rn

"You act like I need you to survive! News flash, pretty boy, I don't! I don't need you and I don't need your help!" Tears welled in your eyes as you yelled at the top of your lungs. "You're so fucking cocky!" TechnoBlade x Reader- Fantasy, female.

dont read this im embarrassed idk waht i was doing 3 years ago WHY DID THIS GO VIRAL

Platonic soulmates au between tommyinnit and tubbo. Inspired by @clownfizh art on Instagram go follow them to see the art.

MCYT AU! - TW: there are suicide mentions so read at your own discretion - - no nsfw (obviously) started: 21 October 2020 ended: 23 April 2021 [This is so old and shitty I'm actually going to explode if someone votes for a chapter again]

𝗙𝗲𝗿𝗻𝘄𝗲𝗵 - (𝗇) • 𝖦𝖾𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖠𝗇 𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌; 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇. "𝖢𝗋𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗅," ♔︎ » Soot purrs against your soft pats. Abruptly, she jerks her head towards the door. You crack open an eye. "What is it?" A grunt and curse answers your question. Soot leaps off onto the floor as you stand. Who the hell could be here at this hour?

"You really didn't need to do that." George took us to another room, he was kind of angry. "No I did." I stubbornly argued. George chuckled as he bent down to look at me, so our eyes could meet. "What's so funny." Still pissed, I crossed my hands in annoyance and anger. "You're so short, you know that." He grinned at my face, patting my head laughing. "Fuck you," I rolled my eyes, giggling taking his hand off my head. I looked up at him, our eyes met, but this time it felt different. Our eyes admired each other. Suddenly it felt like time went in slow motion, like we were the only people in world, like somehow the world stopped just for us. We felt like we weren't afraid of death anymore, our mortal worries no longer played with our minds sitting in the back of our heads. All the anxiety built up suddenly came to a halt. ~~~~~~~~~~~ High school is complete bullshit, the movies make it seem like a utopia and i'm stuck here with ungodly workload of homework and studying. ~~~~~~~~~~~ note: this was my first actual full story, so i'm sorry if it's shitty lol

It was common knowledge that George was colourblind, he complained constantly about how colours would blend together and look identical. For obvious reasons, blue was his favourite colour, considering it was the only colour that stood out from the others. He took Y/N's hand into his with a sharp exhale, "you're my blue".

(she/her *some sensitive content!*) you met the dream team a while ago, and you've been great friends since. but your friendship with george, isn't your typical friendship. are you really friends? things seemed to be going well until she came along... dream team series! Enjoy the fanfiction! I'll be posting every week! Follow me on Twitter @kimnotfound2