‼️DISCONTINUED‼️ (Doki Doki literature club AU) Dream SMP x !Fem reader Preview: "So, have you looked at any clubs yet?" He asks me looking at me hopefully. "Uhm, not really. But I wanted to look at the anime club" I tell him. "Oh, Uhm could you maybe look at my club?" He asks me. "In what club are you?" I ask him. "The literature club" he tells me. "I didn't know you were into literature?" I ask him. "Well, comic books are literature. So I kind of am!" He says in a bossy tone. "I don't know, Tommy" I say looking up at him. "Please! I promised our president I'd bring in a new member! And Tubbo made cupcakes!" He says begging me to visit his club. "You shouldn't make promises you can't keep, Tommy!" I say and roll my eyes at him. "Can't you stop by for a second? For a cupcake?" He asks me. "Okay, fine! Because I want a free cupcake" I say and Tommy smiles brightly. "I knew you would be interested!" He says with a proud smile on his face.

"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //

The walls of L'manburg kept out treacherous villains for months and months until a few new faces find their way inside their small nation. What will happen when you come face to face with the one and only Quackity? ⚠️TRIGGER WARNINGS⚠️ - Violence - Blood - Swearing - Death - Drowning -THE PLAYLIST- https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6iKmL10BVmD0cVTN6bwLHD?si=VFzI8Dv9Te-t0TKE6g-Bww&utm_source=copy-link

" well i'm sorry if my love isn't enough for you. i guess i went overdrive. "

world5120 we're stuck in a game 5120 x 5120 moving cubes, but who's to blame?

" you never loved me. you only loved the idea of me. " y/n stated, but king didn't want to believe it. hello friends! welcome back to another journey of ups and downs featuring a yandere in the middle of dream smp. what will happen when king learns of love for the first time? could he take the upbringing of l'manberg with his beloved by his side? ───❖────✿────❖─── yandere!oc x reader x dream smp au, going back into king's past (they/them pronouns used for non-specific gender purposes) / / book series order (chronological) \ \ 1. the empty throne (king's past) 2. gardener (yandere!dream smp x reader set in present) 3. a second time (bonus book following karl's epilogue from gardener)

" if we have souls, they're made of the love we share... undimmed by time, unbound by death. " karl went so far to use his powers again just to save one person from the obsessive grips of yandere galore. that person would be y/n, manberg's lone gardener. will he be able to fulfill his promises? or will he just repeat the mistakes that happened in past timelines, making them crossover to create another living hell? - - - yandere!dreamsmp x reader, focusing more on karl and y/n // continuation of epilogue xi in "gardener // yandere dsmp x reader" cover art credit: @Mydnaight on twitter

THIS ISNT MINE STORY!! It's originally readable on AO3 (Creator of the story....@thcscus)

~Flowers From 1970~ REUPLOADED

PLEASE do not report this. the original creator is tbhyourelame. This is a copy from a03. If you want to read more and dont want to wait for me to publish more chapters, please register an a03 account :) credits to the author: tbhyourelame. I WILL DELETE THIS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ Summary Dream has always held a gentle admiration for George, but when their nuanced friendship trickles into his sleeping mind, he awakens to a new world of conflicting emotions and longing. Lost in the midst of a heat wave, he continuously listens to a song that works itself in to the very core of his heartache. Floridian nights, unsent messages, spiraling infatuation, and terrible, terrible weather. A breath of frustration escapes George's lips. "I don't do that." "You do. It's okay," Dream says. He feels pinpricks of warmth building in his chest. The words rise up faster than he can temper, laced with soft honey, "you're so cute." The call falls silent. They heard it. The affection in the tone of his voice, different than usual, no trace of humor. The way it came from the hearth below his heart, glowing with secrecy and shame-for George, and George only. They had to have heard it. -inspired by the song "heat waves" by glass animals