WARNING: Some chapters contain triggering subject material. Reader discretion is advised. I, defelala, wrote this fanfiction. If you see anyone else posting this fic, or using it's cover, please let me know. Dream has feelings for George, and he accidentally confesses whilst recording a video. 💖 Sapnap approved 💖 (He read this and thought it was cool) Cover by: Nical/Cricut tysm

Technoblade was just walking through the store, when he heard someone playing piano. Don't expect consistent updates lmao. Cover art made by @basiclollo on twitter: https://twitter.com/basiclollo/status/1262181270639063041/

[REWRITING IN PROGRESS]

Dream and his friends travelled their way to California for Dream's scholarship at Stanford University. A new home, a new college, heck even a whole new track bigger than he had seen in Florida. Life was at it's peak for him. Well, until Technoblade came along.

In a Kingdom it is common for a King and Queen to marry off their children. So when the war was over and King Philza had no option he did what anyone else would do. He married off his eldest son to a allied kingdom. That son was.... The Blade.

╔═════════════════╗ ~Villian x Hero~ ╚═════════════════╝ "What are you hesitating for? Kill me already" The knight commanded, as the sharp blade stayed inches away from his neck. The pig masked man clenched at his sword harder before lowering it, "you aren't worth my time" he spoke, as he walked to where King George stood, shivered. "You are a pathetic excuse for a King" He mouthed, red staring into hazel's. Finally with a raise of the blade─ the world shook. Blood trickles─ gasp─ then silence. The anarchist grumbled, feeling the stinging burn as his white fabric slowly dyed a deep vermilion. "ha-h that─ 's playing dirty.." the pinkette choked. "you lost" The knight spoke bitterly, pushing the blade deeper within, forcing out red droplets. The pinkette smiled── he raised to brush against the knight's cheek, gently. The knight froze. "congrats of finally winning... you stupid green homeless teletubby." with that he collapsed. Tech── "T-Techno?...." he choked. His beloved laid covered in his own ichor as screams of his name echoed through the ballroom.

You already know what's gonna happen just by the title

In a world where people give 0 fucks about love and only want money and power is a man named Wilbur Soot, a former student in Gifted University a boy of class C also known as the Average class Wilbur has been hurt by many in different ways some stole from him, some bullied him, some broke his heart and some dared to kill his mother. After such awful things the boy has given up on humanity and clearly only seeks music for comfort, he is a loner that one guy you see everyday on your morning jog playing the guitar with the loveliest tunes. Yes, all Wil now cared for outside his house was his little book where he wrote his songs, his guitar and a good place to calm himself And no one dared to destroy this peace after all barely anyone knew the boy, hell they didnt even knew his name therefore he was called "Guitar Guy" By almost everyone as they just watched him from the distance But all of this peace he created was shattered when a love letter was found in his regular sitting spot, the boy didnt knew what to do as there was no name it just said "Flower Boy" Started on 30 April 2021