You were one of the first people to arrive in the piano room - probably because your form room had been so close by. The room was empty when you walked in, so you just made your way to the back of the room, sitting down at one of the pianos near the window. There were no desks in the room besides for the teacher, only keyboards lined up in rows facing the front of the room. You set your books down under the piano, not knowing where else to put them, and sat down, fiddling with the hem of your shirt in your hands as you waited. You would have much preferred for at least the teacher to be in the room - sitting by yourself was not really what you wanted to be doing. You turned your attention to the window in the room, absently watching a couple of songbirds dart in an out of a small shrub while you waited. Hopefully someone else would get here soon and it wouldn't be so stiflingly silent- "Oh. Hello." Your head snapped back to the front of the room to see a boy standing there, hovering awkwardly just inside the door. He was rather short, and his arms wrapped around his books in a hug. You wouldn't have noticed him in the hallway if you had passed him - his height combined with brown hair and brown eyes made him the sort of person that would just blend in to a crowd. He didn't look particularly mean though, so you just tried for a smile. "That's my seat." He said, still hovering by the door.

The song ended as you merged onto the highway and another familiar song started up - not by Myra but by an adjacent band to the Myracle Makers that you also liked - the Dream Team. You had found out about them through Myra's music (Spotify thought that they went together well) and you had fallen in love with a couple of their songs, and then a couple more, until you were in their top .5% of listeners. They were one of your favorite bands, and their song Florida Smile was a song for the soul. You smiled to yourself, turning up the radio. The familiar beat of the drums pumped through the speakers of your car and you began to sing along as the lead singer - he went by Dream as a stage name (like Dream's Team... haha) - began to sing. You knew all the words by heart. And you've got a Florida smile... sends my heart racing to the mark at the mile...

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?"

You set your phone down when a customer walked in - a boy with fluffy brown hair and an oversized jumper. You watched him wander between the shelves for a few moments, looking sort of lost, as most boyfriends and/or husbands did when they came looking for gifts. Shame too - he was cute. Still, you walked around the counter and over to him to offer your help. You stepped up beside him next to the candles. "Hi, are you finding everything okay?" You asked. "Oh, uh." The boy jumped a little. "I'm just looking for some candles." He said. "Gonna be honest... I'm kind of lost, yeah." You laughed a little. "Would you like some help?" "Yes, thank you." He sounded relieved. You grabbed one of the shopping bags from the nearby rack and handed it to him with a smile. "So are we looking for something for the girlfriend, or mom, maybe?" "Oh, um no." He said, flushing slightly. "I just needed some candles for me, actually." Your smile widened. So no girlfriend... a interesting development.

"You remember what I said a few months ago?" Alex asked. "About when you hit one million subscribers?" You thought for a moment, sorting through your memories. "You're going to have to be more specific." Alex smiled, sipping at her drink. "About the SMP." That jogged your memory immediately. "Wait- really?" You asked, now excited. "You'll ask if I can join?" Alex nodded, and your heart swelled up with joy. You were going to join the Dream SMP. And, oh, how your life would change because of it.

Lizzie (Ldshadowlady) invites you to play Among Us with a couple of her friends. There's a couple people you recognize like Scott (Dangthatsalongname) and Kassie (Gloom), but there's a few that you don't know like Jess (Aphmau) and this one intriguing character who goes by the name of Corpse. You guys make the not so healthy decision to stay up until 5 in the morning, some people leaving and joining along the way. What can happen between two sleep deprived people who have been staring at a screen for about 8 hours? Read to find out.

you've known dream and his friends for a while, but when they come to visit you and your roommate/childhood bestfriend karl for the first time, you wonder if your relationship with the famous youtuber is solely platonic after all. this story mainly surrounds the growing feelings between dream and the reader, but it also describes great friendships with sapnap, george, quackity, and karl. :] cover sketch by me LOL

After sacrificing yourself for Dazai. In your last words you tell Dazai something meaningful. After recovering you find out Dazai has gone missing but what goes through Dazai and your mind? Where is Dazai? --- I'll be using she/her pronouns. --- Y/n will be based off of Odasaku. Odasaku will not be an existing character in the story since y/n will be very similar to him in someways. --- To be easier to understand, the memories you'll read are not in chronological order. They're scattered, though some you can tell are in order but not all. I don't want to confuse readers thinking they're all in order. They're not. --- Warning, I'll be using sensitive topics that may not be comfortable with some readers, please be aware of that before reading! --- Started: December 20th 2020 Ended: April 12th 2021 --- Past Rankings: #1 dazaixreader #1 chuuya #1 chuuyanakahara #1 bungostraydogs #1bungostraydogsxreader #1 atsushi

"Take my hand and you'll feel the warmth." I gaze at his beautiful eye color and slowly reach out to his hand. "That's the way to go, (y/n)." He smile and then slowly head towards to my forehead with a kiss. 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸 I feel so inspired by my bsd oneshot: osamu dazai x reader-stardust 🌟 Ranked on #487 in short story