"I'll read it out for you." Anne said, handing the cigarette back to you. "Wanted; for breaking and entering and robbery. Unknown bandit seen leaping from a window of a bank in Kempton, may be walking with a limp from the fall. Suspected to be about 5'8" and stocky build. Should any leads arise please contact local authorities." --- You hadn't even seen him there, obscured in the darkness of night - and it was obvious that he hadn't been expecting anyone to come out back. He startled, stumbling away from where he had been leaning, and your heart leapt into your throat, surprised in the worst way possible. So surprised, that you threw the bag of vegetable scraps at him as a form of self defense. The bag bounced harmlessly against the man's chest and landed on the ground. Your eyes darted to it first, but then up to the man you had thrown it at - taking in his features from the light streaming out of the still-open door. He wasn't too tall, but he had the build of someone who had known a farm life before - broad shoulders and muscle made for work, not show. His clothes were practical, and he carried a pack strapped to his back. It was his face that was the most interesting though - he couldn't have been much older than you, and he looked kind, for lack of a better word. Open, almost.

Technoblade Withers is a detective in a kind of small town of Logstedshire, a dead logging town. Nothing really happens around here till a young middle schooler comes to him to report a missing person of Thomas Innes, a 13-year-old foster kid with a history of running away. Something draws him in and soon Techno finds himself discovering far more than a missing kid.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK ONE --- Your eyes trailed up to the balcony, taking stock of the man who was perched there, hands resting on the railing as he peered down at the crowd that had just entered the room. Broad shoulders were only accentuated by plated armor, polished to a bronze sheen. You had seen this man before, during military processions and that sort of thing. The prison warden, and one of the caesar's previous champions. Samuel. The warden of the prison underneath the colosseum.

c!wilbur x fem!reader The girl walked the oak path like she had everyday, though today was different- there stood a man. The man who would change her life. Together they create many amazing things, though all good things must come to an end eventually. "till forever fall apart." ! 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙘!𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙗𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝙘𝙘!𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙗𝙪𝙧 ! everything in this is based on rp, and not about real wilbur.

「 𝙳𝚢𝚜𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚊 」 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dream SMP x Female Pronouns Reader ❝ Whose side are you really on? ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ❝ Let me make it clear that I hate you.❞ ❝ But you hate this country more.❞ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ HIGHEST RANKS: (thank you guys) #1 gaming (06/09/21) #2 l'manberg (10/31/21) #7 Dreamsmpwar (06/25/21) #1 Ghostbur (09/22/21) started: January 30th, 2021 completed: July 31st, 2021

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?"

Dream SMP, but I make it a ✨~musical~✨ All songs used are taken from YouTube and suitably credited. The cover art is not mine, I simply edited it.

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...

"𝐁𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨." COVID travel restrictions force you to quarantine with a certain Minecraft YouTuber-what a terrible inconvenience... Come for the silliness and the COVID setting. Stay for the quality prose, plot, and characterization. Go check out the cover artist! https://twitter.com/riyuun_

•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅• "We were distant, but that's what brought us together." ✧✦✧✦✧✦✧ It had been one year since you and Techno moved into a cheap apartment. You two had some history together, being friends since middle school. •❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅• Hi, this is my first uploaded fanfiction, feel free to criticize! I felt like there were literally only -8 techno x readers out there so i decided to contribute! Also, this is a oneshot, just so you know. (*cough cough* yea this started out as a self insert but i decided to make it more reader friendly and upload it and see what happens) The nice picture of a hydrangea i stole: https://eo-nni.tumblr.com/post/118818989751 (also yea the cover was made in mspaint dont @ me)