a jschlatt x reader fanfiction. warnings: strong language, mentions of abuse you're an instagram and twitter influencer, but also really enjoy video games. as you play games with your best friend travis and his friends, you feel as if you're one of the group. you get closer to them, yet there's a voice that has enchanted you to make you want to learn more. hell, you need to learn more.

Skephalo Oneshots ❤️ PLEASE DON'T SHOW THIS TO SKEPPY BUT PLEASE SHOW THIS TO BADBOYHALO tw//eggs, spontaneous combustion, elon musk

Bro dream, George, or whoever... PLEASE DONT EVER READ THIS I ACTUALLY BEG YOU PLEASE DONT Dreams lost but he doesn't know what to do about it. So he resorts to shutting the world out.

Meet (Y/N), she's a new Twitch streamer who quickly is loved by thousands. While playing a certain game called Minecraft she ends up meeting Carson and his group of friends. A funny guy who goes by the name of Jschlatt gets her attention. Will she catch his? Will it work out?

𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐂𝐘𝐓 𝐊𝐄𝐏𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 ~~~~ DISCONTINUED!¡! i keep this up for nostalgia 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒: 𝐒𝐇𝐄/𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘

a short fic where dream and george confess their feelings for eachother

They all think they're just good friends, but what are they rEAlly?

Alex, also known online as Quackity, recently got the reputation of being kinda dumb, dumb to the point where another streamer heard about it and has to go see for herself. You and Alex quickly become friends after your encounter and the fans are all for it. However once you two finally meet, things change between the both of you, feelings you never thought you'd feel quickly arise. Maybe you should've never left San Francisco. Started September 2019 Finished March 2020

When Dream feels his heart rate speed up at the end of George's Livestream, he knows he's too far gone. "This feels so wrong," George says and repeats. Dream clicks off the stream, the sounds of labored breathing filling the room as he tried to stem the panic he was feeling. The next day, after he had just barely dragged himself away from the edge of oblivion and heartache he would never return from, he felt the first tickle at the back of his throat. He coughed roughly, it sounded like he had fluid in his lungs or something. Pneumonia, maybe? But instead of coughing up mucus or phlegm, his eyes widened in shock at the taste of blood in is mouth. || Gream // DreamNotFound Hanahaki Story. There will be angst, slow burn, blood, vomiting, contemplation of suicide, anxiety attacks, and more. Do not read if this bothers you. You have been warned. ||