Have you ever felt like you don't belong? Like this place you're in doesn't feel right? Like you should be somewhere else entirely? This isn't right... Are you supposed to be able to fell a tree with your fists? Are you supposed to be able to pick up little blocks in place of normal items? Are the dead supposed to rise and walk the lands? Is that tall, lanky monster with glowing purple eyes that teleports around normal? Is any of this normal? This just isn't right... Should I be here? Well, at least I'm not stuck here alone. With them... it feels less like a prison. They make this place more bearable. In a world that feels anything but normal, at least they can make me feel normal. If only until we figure out if we're really where we're meant to be. Or if we're meant to escape this blocky wonderland. Cover Art created by: @Harusimp MILESTONES!!! Feb 1st: 10K reads! Feb 18: 30K!

🩸(BEING REWRITTEN. OH HIATUS?) " my insides are red, and yours are too " where are you? home, of course. (this is the part where you run!) a yandere!dsmp x child!reader book, entirely platonic. obviously. started ,, 10/8/21 ended,, ??/??/?? -posted originally on wattpad. fuck you teenfic.net ⚰️

(Scp dream smp x scp reader au!) ~> Scp-2514 a very powerful yet childish scp. They can make friends easily, but it can also attract possible lovers? Started:September 19th Ended: N/A >◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡ {Mad hatter} 0:00 ─〇────3:30 ⇄ ◃◃ || ▹▹ ↻ Volume:▁ ▄ ▆ █ >◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡

Y/N and the Dream Team had already been friends for quite some time now and they talked often. Recording videos and streaming together was what they did best, and they all enjoyed it. One day, Y/N had found a fan-made plug-in for Minecraft. They thought it would be cool to try, so they brought it up to Dream, George, and Sapnap, in hopes that they could try it out for a video. They were ready to load up the server and all had their headsets on, speaking to each other through discord chat. Each of them joined within the same minute and were faced with an unexpected outcome. All four of their minds had been virtually transported into their favorite game: Minecraft. This wouldn't be easy for them to escape from though. Not in the slightest. Their quest was to not only beat the game by defeating the Ender Dragon, but to also acquire something along the way. They each had to acquire what they most desired. ---- ❗️READ BELOW PLEASE + THANK YOU❗️ DISCLAIMER: ART IS NOT MINE WARNINGS (I'm likely to include these): -Mentions of blood-related injuries and/or violence, character death (what I mean by that is that it could be described graphically, depending on how shit my writing is) -Mild swearing -tw for (attempted?) sexual assault (i think, idk i forgot i'm adding this a year after i abandoned it) USING THEY/THEM PRONOUNS BABYYY (if you use she/her, he/him, or others, just replace the pronouns! I'm just trying to be inclusive here :)) I don't ship the irl people, just their online personas! I used real names in this, as I figured it would work better. But I respect their boundaries and wishes! (Also if you do read this, I edited this after I began writing, as it needed some changing. But it's a bit different from the similar one in the a/n intro. So just keep in mind, that I did put a disclaimer with this info, just not in that chapter!)

MCYT x Reader Basically just the whole Dream SMP at the same school You ended up moving to a new school and this is where you discover some of your best friends... some more friendly than others. Your a Minecraft streamer you are quite popular too. You start to stream more with some of the best streamers out there. HEYYYY. so just wanted to clear things up, if this makes anyone feel uncomfortable in any way please just say. I have no intention of writing anything to make any of the Minecraft streamers uncomfortable either. Yeah, so this is my first story on here hopefully it goes well. Thank you for all love on this book it comes to a end soon:,) From C P.S Make sure that you know you are loved and please go drink some water and eat some good food. LUV YOU <3

"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_

Caught in a war L'Manburg can't win, Wilbur offers up one last thing. You.

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...

"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.

Platonic! Dsmp! Various x Hybrid! Male! Reader _____ "I just want to go back home, but I know that I can't." _____ Minors and bits=Platonic Art does not belong to me! It belongs to ©SAD-IST