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"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.

Rumors of a revolt have been spreading like wildfire across the mansion. The Greshams were not poor in terms of power and money, but they certainly had a ways to go to overtake the rulers of the overworld. You turned a blind eye to the rumors, continuing your work as their right-hand housekeeper. That was until you were ordered to take care of a small hybrid who was taken in for trespassing. While taking care of the small hybrid, you were forced to consider your true alignment with the Greshams. Little did you know, while you were discovering the dark secrets of the powerful family, the Blood God was desperately searching for his lost daughter, ready to rain terror on everyone responsible. Technoblade x GN! Reader Fantasy!au

Retrouvailles: unique french term that describes the happiness of meeting someone that is very dear to you after a long time. Rediscovery. Fanart used for the story cover is by @ _Hairball on twitter! This takes place inside the Dream SMP, It should follow the storyline rather closely but I may change small details to make it fit more to this story. 16+ warning, there will be character deaths! Reader will have she/her pronouns but I'll try to keep her description as vague as possible!

for the stories that weren't long enough to be turned into books mcyt x reader oneshots that include: -dream -george -sapnap -wilbur -alex quackity -techno -karl jacobs & more! didn't think I'd have to make this disclaimer but: Y/N is written as 18+ whether the age is mentioned or not. The only exception with this rule is when Y/N is blatantly described as otherwise. I write for adult SMP members, it's common sense. most impressive rank: #69 in #george - may 30th, 2021 #10 in #oneshots - june 30th, 2021 milestones: 100k - may 31st, 2021 200k - july 7th, 2021 300k - august 4th, 2021 400k - september 14th, 2021 ┊❪ 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐌𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ❫ ━━₊˚𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴

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 ❤️

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

Who knew finding a gremlin of a boy living underneath Technoblade's house would only be the start of both your troubles. --- !DISCLAIMER: This is a dreamsmp Techno x Reader. This is by no means an IRL Technoblade story, thank you for your time, and enjoy! --- Also can be found on Tumblr under the username, Lonely-Lost-Soul!

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.