Youre coming out of work one day and finally decide to talk to one of the regulars at a coffee shop you frequent. He isn't as bad as you thought. You're living life day to day and slowly but surely you know you're falling harder. Figuring out your feelings for each other isn't the hard part, it's finding out how to fit together without falling apart. Here's a developing relationship between dream and reader! Cover isn't mine (credits to @900sbde on Insta )

७ ‧₊˚ 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 thought their story was finished when it'd only just begun. 〖 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝟣𝟢.𝟤𝟨.𝟤𝟢 〗 〖 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗑 𝗈𝖼 〗 〖 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟣 © 〗

Caught in a war L'Manburg can't win, Wilbur offers up one last thing. You.

७ ‧₊˚ 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 their relationship was wrong, but isn't that the fun in it? 〖 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝟣.𝟤𝟧.𝟤𝟣 〗 〖 𝗌𝖺𝗉𝗇𝖺𝗉 𝗑 𝗈𝖼 〗 〖 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟣 © 〗

number neighbors. everyone's got one. but what happens when you unknowingly meet yours? due to avalon's father getting a promotion her little family decided to move to michigan. much to avalon's distaste. with hardly any friends, and serious social anxiety this wasn't the best choice for avalon. but her number neighbor is coming in the clutch. they talk to eachother about everything, and rant almost every day. they know practically everything about eachother, except for two convenient things, their real names and faces. they simply call eachother their gamer tags, r and a. -if anyone mentioned in this story is uncomfortable with it i will not hesitate to take it down- no sexual shit ya nastys, we minors up in here lowercase intended i'm lazy lmao not proof read ranboo x oc for the sake of the story irl ranboo will go by noah started 1/15/21 ended 4/7/21 top ranks #1 in ranboo 2/17/21 HOLY SHIT #1 in fundy 3/01/21 PSHHHHHHHH #1 in ranbooxoc idk the date sbdkshskdhdksh THANKSSS CRACKERS #1 in wilbursoot 4/5/21 STOP WHAT THE FUCK #1 in sapnap 4/12/21 HEH

[ Dream (Clay) x Female OC (Eliza) ] What happens when a coder girl gets asked to work on Dream's new minecraft video ❗Warnings❗ •This fic contains mature jokes. •The chapters that contain smut are extra chapters (they're not important to the plot) and will have disclaimers at the beginning so you can freely skip them without missing out on anything. ~~~ Enjoy!🧜🏼♂️

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.

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 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.