╔⭒─⭑∘◦♔◦∘ Y/n is just a basic girl in the background, who loves watching minecraft youtubers and anime, she's quite sensitive and can get a bit loud when she's with the people she feels safe talking to. She also always dreamt about becoming a streamer. She lives in London with her mom while her dad is working far, far away. When you have decided that it's time to start your streaming career, someone who you looked up to a lot decides to help you out, witch eventually leads you into finding new friends, and possibly love.. ╚⭑─⭒─⭑─⭒─⭑∘◦♔◦∘ ❥ h/c - Hair color ❥ h/l - Hair length ❥ e/c - Eye color ❥ f/a - Favorite anime (if you don't watch anime then replace it with a movie or something) ‼️ Cover art credit: yurjv on twitter ‼️ I am not a native speaker so please feel free to correct my spelling or grammar mistakes ‼️ This is my first time writing a story so i apologize if it won't be the best <3 feel free to give me advice ‼️This story contains swear words

The L'Manburg election is fast approaching, and who better to endorse Wilbur's party than the renowned J Schlatt himself? Only he didn't come alone. "Hey. Who's the woman?" "You mean this vision of beauty? Yeah, she's my wife." "Please stop telling people we're married, Schlatt." This is a Dream x OC story Rated Mature for bad language and Schlatt

for obvious reasons, this book is not getting updates. I wrote this back in like 2021 or 2020...??? idk but I haven't been a part of this fandom in forever, and several of the creators in it have turned out to be problematic (surprise surprise) "corrupted freak" "Killed their own parents" i have no clue if i made this gender neutral when i wrote it, please tell me if i didn't at some parts. #3 in technoblade (26.7.21)

in which the only female of the sbi family meets dream and discovers he isn't the villain he's made out to be.

Ash just wanted to join L'manburg, but a certain arrogant child said no. Now two years later she returns to confront the boy who told her off but finds that a lot has changed. Well, accept that massive crater. No one fixed that for some reason. (Based on a dream I had, reeee)

❝ 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒎 𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒐, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒎 𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒐 ? ❞ ... [ © -plxgue- :) ] mar 7 - jun 18

Melissa Crawford thinks she's just a regular teenage girl. She goes to school. She has friends, boy problems, homework...you know, the typical teenage angst. But she couldn't be more wrong, for Melissa Crawford is not a mortal. Her adoptive mortal mother refused to give her up and hired a witch to erase the enchanting Faery child's memory, not realizing that things aren't that simple. You see, when she was a little girl, Melissa promised herself forever to her Leannan Sidhe (mate), a Fae Prince, and a promise to Fae is sacred. When the Fae Prince comes back to claim what's his, nothing will get in his way. "Mortals are so arrogant. So utterly narcissistic to think that they are the only intelligence in this world, to believe their realm is the only realm, their way is the only way. "Many of you believe us fairies only exist in little kids' fairy tales. We are so much more than that. We exist, living in the Realm just a blink away from yours. A few wrong turns in the park or the forest and you're there. We sometimes walk among you, and you're not even aware of it. Believe me, we exist. Across the globe, your kind calls us and our realm by different names...but as William Shakespeare once said- a rose by any other name..."

७ ‧₊˚ 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 the most peculiar events lead to a life of happiness. 〖 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝟣𝟣.𝟣𝟧.𝟤𝟢 〗 〖 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗉𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝗎𝗌𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗑 𝗈𝖼 〗 〖 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟣 © 〗

24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.

You set your phone down when a customer walked in - a boy with fluffy brown hair and an oversized jumper. You watched him wander between the shelves for a few moments, looking sort of lost, as most boyfriends and/or husbands did when they came looking for gifts. Shame too - he was cute. Still, you walked around the counter and over to him to offer your help. You stepped up beside him next to the candles. "Hi, are you finding everything okay?" You asked. "Oh, uh." The boy jumped a little. "I'm just looking for some candles." He said. "Gonna be honest... I'm kind of lost, yeah." You laughed a little. "Would you like some help?" "Yes, thank you." He sounded relieved. You grabbed one of the shopping bags from the nearby rack and handed it to him with a smile. "So are we looking for something for the girlfriend, or mom, maybe?" "Oh, um no." He said, flushing slightly. "I just needed some candles for me, actually." Your smile widened. So no girlfriend... a interesting development.