This is a repost of what 'barleycantwrite' had posted on AO3. I have grammar checked everything and even changed some of the story, so please enjoy. *15+ Recommended* *Sexual Scenes* *Curse Words*

"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.

A Dream x Reader, romance fan-fiction based off the song July by: Noah Cyrus

Feelings are stupid. Romance is dumb. Gaming and mac-n-cheese, now that's where it's at. Being the best at gaming is her profession. But Dream says otherwise ⚠Mature content aka SMUT BAES⚠ SNEAK PEEK: "HAHA YOU LOST SUCK IT. I mean sorry im better than you. wait.. no I actually mean. better luck next time kiddo. "Being sweet. like be nice. Nah couldn't be me" "My egos too big for your romance"

if you find this and yk who i am,,, im sorry You just turned 20 and needed somewhere to go after collage, luckily your best friends sapnap has a room for you. this is a dream/clay x reader story (This story is very long I know but I like it that way, it gives you time for character progression and development of the story and characters :) I hope you enjoy it!! WARNING: THIS STORY HAS STRONG LANGUAGE

Y/N is just your everyday 20 year old girl with a normal and basic life... except for the peircing screams of her older brother, George. ~ Y/N uses she/ her pronouns (sorry) but feel free to read it as they/ them, he/ him or whatever pronouns you go by! ~ Achievements :] - #1 in minecraftyoutubers - #84 in xreader - #30 in minecraft - #5 in twitch - #1 in dreamteam - #12 in dreamxreader - #1 in reddit - #116 in dream Thank you <3

You're one-of-a-kind. You don't feel, you don't know what it's like to have emotions. You've barely felt loved even when you're with the best of your friends. The world's getting boring, you don't feel anything in particular and there's no excitement in your life. It's okay though, right? Everyone has their flaws, this is yours. You've got to live with it. Honestly, you enjoy being dull, quiet. Nobody bothers you, it's like you don't exist. The only people you could possibly need in life are your friends. Nothing can solve your little problem... right? This is inspired by the fanfic 'ALEXITHYMIA: MINECRAFT YOUTUBERS X READER X DREAM SMP' by -thewildcard on Wattpad. I loved their book, but unfortunately, it hasn't been updated for a while :( ✛ Apathetic: A case where someone does not or has a lack of emotions. (You don't feel love, guilt, concern, enthusiasm, etc.) !Cuss words, mention of abuse, self-hate, blood, some violence, and no smut (at least for now) Constructive criticism welcome

Dream x Reader - You, George's sister, find yourself on an adventure down to the States with your brother to finally meet his best friend. George isn't happy about your new-found friendship blooming with Clay. He's happy for his friend, just not that it's you he likes. Mostly uses female pronouns, as I wrote it as a sister!reader. It does get a bit steamy but there is definitely no smut! This is your warning! Cross-Listed on Ao3 under the same title and username! Cover art by my very close friend, Chexmix!! I will also remove this if any cc wishes me to! Best Ranks #3 on DreamWasTaken!! POGGERS #1 on xreader!!!!!! POGCHAMP #20 on Dream #1 on GeorgeNotFound!!! POGCHAMP #12 on Fanfiction #1 on DreamWasTakenXReader!!! Woohoo #1 on Clay?! #1 on Finished!!! #1 on Minecraft!!! pogchamp!!

while y/n was too busy yelling at her friend angelina for not helping her fight back people in bed wars, ranboo was still considering if he should raid you or not ty for 1M!!!<3

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?"