Ranboo and y/n meet when y/n registers into a new school. A flute player and a clarinet player. The perfect couple~ If Ranboo is at all uncomfortable with this please let me know as I don't have social media due to strict parents. cover art by king fable👑jayvik brainrot @lunehowls on Twitter. DISCONTINUED

𝓐 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕕𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟, 𝕒 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕒 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥, 𝕚𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙. ◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈ "𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣?" "𝕀'𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕗𝕖." ◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈ Technoblade x Reader ◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈◆◈ I'm so sorry to the people who know me and are reading this. Please feel free to print, translate, and share this story to others. It's meant to be shared ❤️

[DISCONTINUED]"The whole war and blood and god complex stuff was never my thing, I really would rather just hang out with my friends and adventure out into the unknown." "But when you meet a specific piglin man that everyone fears, who is the exact opposite of you, isn't it expected that your perspectives on things like that are gonna change a bit?" Written in April 2021

Started: June 14, 2021 Finished: March 2, 2022 Editing: in progress! In this story, you are a 19-year-old female. You have a bad memory and don't remember anything about your past. But you live with your 'Father' (Dream). He takes care of you and protects you from everything. But the outside would is a place you're not allowed. You dont like that. So you run away and find a kingdom. Prince Technoblade takes you in. And keeps you. He tries to help you remember your past but soon you both love each other so much but you can't be together because you're not royal. The things that you find out about your past. It will shock you to your core. ☢☢☢Trigger warnings⚠⚠⚠ Blood Gore Murder Violence Yelling Slight Abuse Captivity Kidnapping Swearing Manipulating

Y/n Y/l/n and Toby Smith were best friends, through their sisters of course. Lani and Jessica were bestest of friends, causing y/n and Toby to see each other a lot. But maybe Toby sees y/n in a different way than she thinks he does? Maybe he'll own up to it one day. We'll see.. NO SMUT!! TUBBO IS A MINOR!! she/her pronouns used enjoy!! - Ella <3

"You promised..." Y/N was raised from birth by the residents of the nether, and they hated hybrids from the End kingdom. They kept telling her that endermen and shulker hybrids are ugly, nasty, mean creatures that don't deserve to live. Y/N always would believe them and would listen to their warnings. That was until she turned 18 and was ordered to assassinate the new king of the end. That's when things got a little, complicated to say the least. This book has the somewhat same elements of the origin SMP If Ranboo or anyone else mentioned is uncomfortable I will gladly take it down. The cover art is not mine. WARNING: THIS IS THE MOST CRINGE BOOK IN HISTORY

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.

You were one of the first people to arrive in the piano room - probably because your form room had been so close by. The room was empty when you walked in, so you just made your way to the back of the room, sitting down at one of the pianos near the window. There were no desks in the room besides for the teacher, only keyboards lined up in rows facing the front of the room. You set your books down under the piano, not knowing where else to put them, and sat down, fiddling with the hem of your shirt in your hands as you waited. You would have much preferred for at least the teacher to be in the room - sitting by yourself was not really what you wanted to be doing. You turned your attention to the window in the room, absently watching a couple of songbirds dart in an out of a small shrub while you waited. Hopefully someone else would get here soon and it wouldn't be so stiflingly silent- "Oh. Hello." Your head snapped back to the front of the room to see a boy standing there, hovering awkwardly just inside the door. He was rather short, and his arms wrapped around his books in a hug. You wouldn't have noticed him in the hallway if you had passed him - his height combined with brown hair and brown eyes made him the sort of person that would just blend in to a crowd. He didn't look particularly mean though, so you just tried for a smile. "That's my seat." He said, still hovering by the door.

You've lived alone for years, until a certain pink-haired man changes your entire world. And also is an awkward mess. Minecraft au

It wasn't every day you crash-landed into a Piglin's house in the middle of the tundra. "Wanna tell me why there's a hole in my roof?" "...Erm...No?" "Really? Because the crooked wing tells me exactly why." "Then why'd you ask jackass?" "Because I figured I'd give you a chance to give me a reason not to kill you where you sit." "Um... Cheese?" "...." "...." "Heh?"