In the Kingdom of South lived a princess and a Bandit. The bandit went by the name of Dream and lead a group of misfits, that group only consisting of two other people. They were well known throughout the Kingdom of the South for stealing things, from food to valuables that they could trade for money. One day Dream decided what better valuable to steal other than the crown. OK WARNING there will be swearing and dark themes! Art isn't mine and if it is then I'll tell you! Ok enjoy~

when you become the dream team editor... somethings bound to happen. right? written summer 2020: republished spring 2022

"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.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 2 --- Versailles (proper noun). The argument over the etymology of Versailles tends to privilege the Latin word 'versare', meaning "to keep turning, turn over and over", an expression used in medieval times for plowed lands, cleared lands (lands that had been repeatedly "turned over"). --- He wasn't like any endermen you had seen before - probably because he wasn't fully an enderman. He was tall like an enderman, but that was where the similarity ended. He was split down the middle - half of his skin the same inky black as the twins, the other half a radiant white. His eyes didn't match either - one blood red and the other emerald green. His hair fell in soft waves, almost obscuring his eyes at times, and he kept his head tilted down, his sharp jawline on display. He seemed timid, but that might have just been the situation - anyone behind bars would likely hang their head.

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.

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?"

The song ended as you merged onto the highway and another familiar song started up - not by Myra but by an adjacent band to the Myracle Makers that you also liked - the Dream Team. You had found out about them through Myra's music (Spotify thought that they went together well) and you had fallen in love with a couple of their songs, and then a couple more, until you were in their top .5% of listeners. They were one of your favorite bands, and their song Florida Smile was a song for the soul. You smiled to yourself, turning up the radio. The familiar beat of the drums pumped through the speakers of your car and you began to sing along as the lead singer - he went by Dream as a stage name (like Dream's Team... haha) - began to sing. You knew all the words by heart. And you've got a Florida smile... sends my heart racing to the mark at the mile...

If ranboo changes his mind about people writing fanfics (So far he has said he is fine with anything that DOESN'T have NSFW which will not be included) Someone please tell me and I will take it down. She/Her pronouns. Mostly nice stuff I think, If Tw will need to be placed I will be sure to do that! Y/n Is Twitch streamer, Quackity's little sister. They both live together in North Carolina (to be near Karl. For the sake of the story they all live there. just go with it). STARTED: MARCH 2nd 2021 FINISHED: APRIL 1ST 2021 Contains swearing! 67th In karljacobs ~~~ March 7th 2021 1st In ranbooxreader ~March 7th 2021 1st In ranboolive ~~~~March 18th 2021 47th In tubbolive ~~~~March 7th 2021 35th In ranboo ~~~~~~March 10th 2021 38th In tubbo ~~~~~~ March 20th 2021 68th In xreader ~~~~~ July 18th 2021 185th In mcyt ~~~~~~ July 19th 2021

You're just about done with life in New York. Days are long and tiring, or at least they are until a man, Ranboo, moves into your apartment building. You don't think much of him when you first bump into him, and you would never have realised he would become your best friend, your soulmate, the one person in life that you trust. Written by: SophiethedevilYT Amazingly edited by: my fabulous friend who doesn't want her name on here so let's call her BadCactusHalo ;3 !!Disclaimer!! When posting this, Ranboo hasn't said that he isn't comfortable with people writing fanfics, but if he ever does I will take this straight down! Also! There will be NO smut in here due to the fact RANBOO IS A MINOR! Thanks. !!Trigger warning!! Depression and anxiety Panic attacks Suicidal thoughts

Some of my friends simp for him so this is for them even if they probably wont ever see this :) Enjoy!! Most Likely will have slowish updates Did this make history?