This history will take place in the Dream SMP You travel to L'manberg or Manberg how it was called now by your bother schlatt he wanted you to visit him but when you got there you meet someone that would change your life for ever.

This wasn't supposed to happen. None of this was. George never expected what would happen when he went to the store that day to pick up a few things, and Clay never expected to take someone hostage when they robbed that store. DreamNotFound/DNF Art by @issybettyx Talks of blood, abuse and mature language (swearing) Highest rank(s) #1 in dreamxgeorgenotfound (01/04/2021) #1 in Georgenotfound (04/27/2021) #14 in Dream (01/08/2021) #16 in dnf (01/08/2021) #19 in gream (01/11/2021) #25 in lgbt (01/09/2021) #28 in Dreamnotfound (01/09/2021)

This story has a bunch of the DreamSMP Members in it! Y/n doesn't have a very good past (ex's, family, and POSSIBLY more.) Y/n has been through a lot. This story is about y/n, Tommy, Tubbo, DreamTeam, Wilbur, Niki, +more. What lies ahead? I hope you enjoy! :]

𝙥𝙮𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖 𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯 an obsessive desire to set fire to things. TRIGGER WARNING FOR; - manipulation - character death - violence more may be added as the story goes on. WILBUR SOOT X FEMALE! READER

Lmanberg, it lived, died and was reborn. But that could also be said about Wilbur. The war for L'manburg is over and Wilbur and tommy decide to run against no one but themselves. or so they thought... A Wilbur x reader. Discontinued super sorry ily all<3

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 4 --- Gladius, (noun): (in ancient Rome) a short sword. --- Eret perked up as soon as you and Simon walked into the room, a wide and welcoming smile coming onto his face. He was softer looking than his father had been, but you could still see some of the similar traits. He had a head of thick dark curls, and the same sharp jaw that his father had had. He wasn't as bulky though - he was tall and thin - and his face was a lot more open. What separated him most from his father's likeness though was the colorful cape, and the large mirrored glasses he wore - swirling with colors reflected from the room. He stood from his seat when Maven let the doors swing shut behind her, that wide smile still on his face. "You must be the embassy." "And you must be King Eret." You said, stooping into a bow. "Oh, there's no need for that." Eret said as you rose from your bow. He stepped down from the dias where his throne sat - colorful cape trailing behind him - and came to stand in front of you, taking your hand instead. "I'm not really one for formalities." He grinned, shaking your hand. His palm was warm against yours, and you could feel some slight callouses - most likely from practicing his sword work.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK FIVE ---- Tryst (noun): a private romantic rendezvous between lovers, "a moonlight tryst". ---- Your eyes drifted upwards catching onto the glint of the sword that had saved you and following the curve of the blade upwards until you came to a knarled hand, with dirt under the fingernails. You followed the arm upwards until you reached his face - partly obscured underneath a green and white striped hat. You were able to catch onto blue eyes and the scruff of a beard underneath a mop of blonde hair though. What drew your attention most though, was the crow's wings behind him, flared out and glinting by the light of the sword. You hadn't even heard him swoop down for the approach. For someone who hadn't been seen in over a century, the Angel of Death looked young... too young. But then he was spinning away, wings flapping behind him so that he hovered over the ground as he sliced through anything that came too close for comfort. Even the skeletons a ways away weren't safe from his flames when their zombie counterparts came staggering too close. Soon enough, the dark forest was alight with burning undead creatures, providing a light source for you to stagger up to your feet as the Angel slid his sword back into it's scabbard. You weren't expecting him to round on you like he did, fire in his eyes. "What the hell are you doing?"

'george knew it was bad. bad to watch needily as his history teach sat on his desk-' [18+] [dnf] (the art is not mine, i couldn't find credit for it unfortunately)

When merman George accidentally makes his way up to the ocean's surface and spots a Dream-y surfer, he falls head-over-tail in love. Best rankings: #1 in pining #1 in merman #1 in karlnap #1 in sapnap #1 in mermaid #15 in dreamnotfound #22 in dnf

Dream has just become the CEO of his father's company and George just so happens to land the position of his assistant. Falling inlove is already hard, but falling inlove and keeping it secret? That's impossible. Will the workplace come between their love or will they learn to love each other for who they are? (updated summary) @Kutasiewicz also wrote a polish translation! They are the only person who has written any translation and only person who has been granted permission to do so. Below is a polish translation, I apologize if it is weirdly phrased! I unfortunately had to use Google Translate as polish is not one of the languages I speak fluently. (@Kutasiewicz napisał też polskie tłumaczenie! są jedyną osobą, która napisała jakiekolwiek tłumaczenie i jedyną osobą, która otrzymała na to pozwolenie.) (PS: this story is only still up because of its large amount of reads that continuously grow every day. thank you for the support on this fic. for it being my first fic, it's come so far, and im so proud while also incredibly embarrassed because of its content, LMAO. if you want other fics that are much better, i will be releasing some on my ao3 @beyondhiraeth at some point! again, thanks for the continued support. i love you guys!)