"Counterattack?? What do you think this is? A war?" Quackity shakes his head on stream. "you up for a raid war quackity?" the donation runs through. "Oh yeah, y/nmoo, this means war!" Quackity smiles.

while y/n was too busy yelling at her friend angelina for not helping her fight back people in bed wars, ranboo was still considering if he should raid you or not ty for 1M!!!<3

"You remember what I said a few months ago?" Alex asked. "About when you hit one million subscribers?" You thought for a moment, sorting through your memories. "You're going to have to be more specific." Alex smiled, sipping at her drink. "About the SMP." That jogged your memory immediately. "Wait- really?" You asked, now excited. "You'll ask if I can join?" Alex nodded, and your heart swelled up with joy. You were going to join the Dream SMP. And, oh, how your life would change because of it.

Y/n is your average small streamer. Living with her brothers at the age of nineteen, everything was normal. Until she meets Karl Jacobs, and eventually, the one and only Sapnap.

"Nick, that's illegal..." "chase and charli was illegal but I don't see anyone complaining." In this story ur american only for the sole purpose that tommy hates them lmao

❝ we're all just a bunch of addicts, struggling with our drug of choice ❞ This is just another basic, totally normal, nothing out of the ordinary high school cliché romance book but on CrAcK

❝︎ No matter how many times your insecure self might think it, this was not a mistake, ❞︎ 𝘐𝘕 𝘞𝘏𝘐𝘊𝘏 A small streamer calls a large Youtuber a try hard in a game of Minecraft bed wars no smut! strong language! y/n goes by she/her pronouns! COMPLETED + EDITED!

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?"

Feelings are stupid. Romance is dumb. Gaming and mac-n-cheese, now that's where it's at. Being the best at gaming is her profession. But Dream says otherwise ⚠Mature content aka SMUT BAES⚠ SNEAK PEEK: "HAHA YOU LOST SUCK IT. I mean sorry im better than you. wait.. no I actually mean. better luck next time kiddo. "Being sweet. like be nice. Nah couldn't be me" "My egos too big for your romance"

"But what if Clay didn't know?" I grab his hand, "Think about it. If he doesn't know then we can make sure we actually work before we tell him." He lets that sink in for a second. "Y/n, i understand what you're saying" he says slowly, "but I need to hear exactly what you're thinking we do about it?" I give him a smile. "Can you keep a secret, Nick?"