(Naruto Various x Reader) With one night, (admittedly fraught with bad decisions) you find yourself in a place unlike what you had ever seen before. Wait, no, that's a lie. You knew exactly where you were. You had read fanfiction, after all.

A story with a twist ;) [This is now a book apparently xD] [Thank you for those who read this as an unofficial book] Another mcyt x reader... Please end me

Immerensis - the maddening inability to understand why someone loves you *already on ao3* Y/N isn't the best person, and almost dies running from her mistakes. Running into Technoblade before passing out is what saves her life, and she promises to make herself a new person. Kind of follows the events of the Dream SMP, but with altercations second persons POV (you/your/yours) eventually will get rewritten bc looking back it's cringe oops

❗The story doesn't follow the original events of the Dream SMP❗ >When a God falls in love with a human< The server is falling apart, Y/n doesn't know whose side she's on. She was always fought for those who paid her, but now...It was her normal day, walking around the SMP, she was going to pay a visit to Hannah who was her friend. But little did she know that Hannah wasn't the same anymore. "∴ᒷ ɾ∷ᒷ ˧੭¦⧶˧ ⅂੭ ⍑ɾ⍊ᒷ ᓭ੭ ᒲ⚍⌇⍑ ⎓⚍⧶, ꖎ¦⅂⅂ꖎᒷ ੭⧶ᒷ" In this story, Dream and DreamXD don't have any kind of bond, they're separate beings. The reader is 19 years old. _Cover art doesn't belong to me! The book contains swearing and mature themes!_ Highest ratings: #1 on Dream 14.06.2021 #234 on Minecraft 28.06.2021 #10 on xreader 28.06.2021 #1 on Dreamsmp 26.06.2021 #69 on Ghostbur 21.06.2021 #1 on Captain Puffy 1.07.2021 #66 on Minecraft YouTubers 13.06.2021 #31 on Punz 12.06.2021 #11 on DSMP 3.07.2021 #11 on Minecraftau 23.06.2021 #1 on DreamXD 25.06.2021 #20 on Eggpire 11.06.2021 #14 on Philza Minecraft 30.06.2021

▍ 𝐄𝐑𝐑Ø𝐑 ! ↳ ❪ 𝖺 𝖽𝗌𝗆𝗉 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 . . . ❫ ❛ OH DARLING LOOK HOW DIRTY YOU'VE MADE ME BECOME ❜ 🍷 ָ࣪ ۰ 🍒 › imagine being in a society in which sanity no longer exists in this world. ────── ◦'𖥸'◦ ────── 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘀 . . . the reader will be using she!her pronouns. if you are not comfy with it, please adjust and change it to your preferred pronouns !! &&. 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 humanoid au, slight yandere behavior, violence, gore, and mature content. ❛ ALTHOUGH, I KNOW WE'RE APART. YOU'RE PART OF MY HEART AND TONIGHT, YOU BELONG TO ME ❜ dsmp 𝙭 reader © hanamocha ⸝⸝ 2020 &&. art creds: @shinohahara_shirushi desc and book cover by @conyoizana.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK ONE --- Your eyes trailed up to the balcony, taking stock of the man who was perched there, hands resting on the railing as he peered down at the crowd that had just entered the room. Broad shoulders were only accentuated by plated armor, polished to a bronze sheen. You had seen this man before, during military processions and that sort of thing. The prison warden, and one of the caesar's previous champions. Samuel. The warden of the prison underneath the colosseum.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK THREE --- What a wonderful little secret this was though. If you hadn't been able to follow the signs you would have never found it - a real travesty. Everything you could possibly need resided here in some form or another - feverfew sprang up in little bunches from the ground, accompanied by echinacea. Gingko trees around the place offered their leaves down to you in little bundles. If you hadn't known better, you would have thought someone had planted it all here... A rustle from the bushes behind you stopped your train of thought in its track, sending a shiver of panic down your spine. Your hand withdrawing from the bundle of milk thistle it had been about to grab, you slowly turned, mind filling with all a matter of wild animals that could be lurking in this wood. A pair of soft brown eyes peered out from one of the clumps of brush, staring directly at you.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK TWO -- Approaching Anoitos' temple again, you opened the door, turning as you stepped inside to close it again. The door closing with a satisfying clunk, you spun back around, intending to just quickly bow your head and grab your beads without much circumstance. You were not expecting to see a man, mid-way through stuffing his face with the plate of offerings you had brought, at the altar, his eyes blown wide with panic and focused on you. You stared back at him. "I- you- what are you doing? Who are you? How-?" You turned halfway back to the door, intending to run for one of the guards. "Wait!" The man's voice drew your attention back to him, just in time to see his appearance shift slightly - like there was something behind the mirage of his skin. For a moment - the man was gone, and in his place, a living replica of the hulking gold warrior depicted in the statue took his place. Your hand dropped from the handle of the door, staring up at the god before you. Out of all the times for your prayers to be answered... and of all ways, like this... "See?" He said, shrinking back to the man you had seen before, the boyish smile you knew so well still on his face. "It's just me!" Standing before you, with crumbs of bread on his face, was Anoitos, somehow - impossibly - in the flesh.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 1 --- Tacenda; pl (plural only): Things that are not to be spoken about or made public. Things that are best left unsaid. --- He was unlike anyone else you had seen before. There was a certain confidence about him that drew everyone's eye. His hair was tied back into a messy plait, but it was the color that was the most striking, a bright pink that contrasted the dark red and black of his robes. His face was mostly obscured by the mask of his people, but you could just make out the shape of his jaw and a flash of sharp teeth when he smiled. He was dangerous - but he was magnetic.