If this pops up on your recommended, tell me :P Y/N is the adopted daughter of Technoblade. You and your adopted father travel together until you're 19, when you strike out on your own. You end up at L'manburg, hoping to buy supplies, but you end up getting soooo much more... Slowburn :) Realistic SMP This will have no smut. You are all too horny already. Calm down and go touch grass. TW for Violence, cursing, implied cursing, blood, trauma, manipulation, threats, mental instability, toxic friendships, necromancing, ghosts, loss of memories, disassociation/depersonalization.

When a glitch in the game causes some active players in Minecraft have their consciousness get sucked into the game, 50000 people enter a coma. A coma where in they are stuck in a multiplayer based version of Minecraft, and the only way out is to beat the game. But as the weeks pass, and the trapped are slowly dying in the real world, countless pros are being sent into game in hopes helping beat it. Unluckily, Sapnap was playing at the time of the glitch, and of course as his friend Dream jumped in soon after. However when George tries contacting Mojang to get himself logged into the game, he is refused and denied the access. So now he has three goals: Get reunited with his friends Beat the game And Free the End And maybe confess his sprouting feelings for his long time bestfriend- *** Cover art is made by star.qazer on instagram.

an emperor and his lover, struggling to balance- all while a war is amidst. jschlatt x fem! she/her reader tws will be given before each chapter <3 follows dsmp lore- somethings have changed for plot reasons, just go with it, things will make sense. this story focuses around the messier parts of relationships, the pain, and the conflict. warning: this story deals with heavy topics: alcoholism, manipulation, sex, depression, death, and others. please do not read if any of these make you uncomfortable.

Hello, this my first fan fiction and writing a book. This will have a few spelling and grammar mistakes but very well organized plot. I hope you enjoy this story and i will update when i can, but will not update in like forever. Y/N, a girl from another world that crash-landed to L'manberg. She is average skilled warrior from another world called Comenzando, but for L'manberg, a highly trained warrior in which L'manberg has a chance in winning a war. But faith planned something else that will change your life completely. Read to find out. Note: Cover is by @mizintroverted.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 3 --- Hiraeth (Welsh pronunciation: [hɪraɨ̯θ, hiːrai̯θ]) is a Welsh word for longing or nostalgia, an earnest longing or desire, or a sense of regret. The feeling of longing for a home that no longer exists or never was. A deep and irrational bond felt with a time, era, place or person. --- You were close enough that you could see the crew scurrying about on deck now. They looked as ragged as the ship - no sense of unity about them other than that they were all standing on deck together, swords brandished as you approached. You scanned over them and felt suddenly grateful for your sailing uniform - some of those pirates didn't even have shoes. Simon strode the deck, scanning through the ranks for the captain of the Ghost. You had been given some indication as to what she looked like, but when she parted herself from the ranks of her crew, you weren't quite ready for what she actually looked like. They didn't do her justice on the wanted posters back home. She was short, but powerfully built. You could see ram horns sticking out from underneath her extravagant hat, and her coat was a bright blood red - the gold trim faded somewhat. You were most focused on her hair though - pure white and absolutely massive, it looked like a cloud around her head. Stern eyes finished the look, and you couldn't help but be a little bit entranced - this was the kind of person that people were scared to make eye contact with. Simon didn't seem all that frightened when he came to stand on the edge of your own deck, facing her over the narrow strip of sea that separated you - and you were grateful. If you were captain, you didn't know if you would be able to look her in the eye.