in which the only female of the sbi family meets dream and discovers he isn't the villain he's made out to be.

(Y/n) is JSchlatt's little sister. She is a skilled fighter who spent most of her life by her brother's side, and she finds herself in a whole new situation when Schlatt becomes president of L'Manberg. But what happens when she grows close to sweet boy with a fondness for bees? *Credit to the instagram user Toast for the picture used in the cover* - Started April 2021, Ongoing - [ If anyone mentioned in this story would like it taken down, just pm me and I will do so]

"I uh," Tommy starts, not knowing how to break this to the hero lightly. He hates to be the bearer of bad news. "I think your powers are broken? It's not a bad thing of course, but like, I swear you tried to mind control me and it like, totally failed. Which is fine, honestly, don't feel insecure. Everyone's power stop working sometimes... I think." This is a reupload from ao3 by @eneliii

"But what if Clay didn't know?" I grab his hand, "Think about it. If he doesn't know then we can make sure we actually work before we tell him." He lets that sink in for a second. "Y/n, i understand what you're saying" he says slowly, "but I need to hear exactly what you're thinking we do about it?" I give him a smile. "Can you keep a secret, Nick?"

"well, don't you want a picture?" "excuse me?" "surely you know who i am." "i'm not sure i do, sorry." "impossible. --------- a work in progress :) no smut, purely fluff/angst

[ 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!🧜🏼♂️

"Can I tell you a secret?" he says in a hushed voice in the ill-illuminated room. "Spill," I smiled, thinking it was going to be something stupid like he peed his bed till he was six. Those were the kind of secrets we've been blurting out for the past thirty minutes as the tiredness of the late night got to us. "I'm Dream." he said in total seriousness, "Like the minecraft youtuber." I was quiet for a second before I laughed out loud.

You don't know who you are, everything that you used to know about yourself is gone. Yet there is one person in this world that knows you the most but he is trapped in a prison. So you do the only thing you can think of to get him to talk, you make a deal.

"and- not even close! if you wish to defeat me, train for another million years." in a world where 80% of the population has supernatural powers called quirks, a villain is terrorizing the people of the united states. ------------- - disclaimer: the characters in this story are written as their personas only. no shipping is in this story. - marked mature for LOTS of violence. there is no smut in this story. that is gross. - warning: you may not want to read this story if you hyperfixate on or really like skeppy/techno. they are not good people in this fic. - title changed from 'blood for the blood god' to 'freakshow' on july 4th, 2020 (7/4/20) - replaced a character with ranboo on september 3rd, 2021 (9/3/21) - arc one is pretty badly written - cover by @InnocentFurball #2 in #technoblade (12/17/20)

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.)