- you may have heard of dealing with the devil, but how about dealing with the deity? a dream xd x (fem)reader fic 💚 set in the dream smp AU (post-prison arc) if dream or anyone from the smp group find this story and are uncomfortable with it, please let me know! the last thing i'd want to do is to weird you guys out! tw: language, threats, much angst and panic attacks started: 12/10/21 finished: 12/12/21 art credit: @Lady_MagnoliaUwU

"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.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK TWO -- Approaching Anoitos' temple again, you opened the door, turning as you stepped inside to close it again. The door closing with a satisfying clunk, you spun back around, intending to just quickly bow your head and grab your beads without much circumstance. You were not expecting to see a man, mid-way through stuffing his face with the plate of offerings you had brought, at the altar, his eyes blown wide with panic and focused on you. You stared back at him. "I- you- what are you doing? Who are you? How-?" You turned halfway back to the door, intending to run for one of the guards. "Wait!" The man's voice drew your attention back to him, just in time to see his appearance shift slightly - like there was something behind the mirage of his skin. For a moment - the man was gone, and in his place, a living replica of the hulking gold warrior depicted in the statue took his place. Your hand dropped from the handle of the door, staring up at the god before you. Out of all the times for your prayers to be answered... and of all ways, like this... "See?" He said, shrinking back to the man you had seen before, the boyish smile you knew so well still on his face. "It's just me!" Standing before you, with crumbs of bread on his face, was Anoitos, somehow - impossibly - in the flesh.

THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK ONE --- Your eyes trailed up to the balcony, taking stock of the man who was perched there, hands resting on the railing as he peered down at the crowd that had just entered the room. Broad shoulders were only accentuated by plated armor, polished to a bronze sheen. You had seen this man before, during military processions and that sort of thing. The prison warden, and one of the caesar's previous champions. Samuel. The warden of the prison underneath the colosseum.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 2 --- Versailles (proper noun). The argument over the etymology of Versailles tends to privilege the Latin word 'versare', meaning "to keep turning, turn over and over", an expression used in medieval times for plowed lands, cleared lands (lands that had been repeatedly "turned over"). --- He wasn't like any endermen you had seen before - probably because he wasn't fully an enderman. He was tall like an enderman, but that was where the similarity ended. He was split down the middle - half of his skin the same inky black as the twins, the other half a radiant white. His eyes didn't match either - one blood red and the other emerald green. His hair fell in soft waves, almost obscuring his eyes at times, and he kept his head tilted down, his sharp jawline on display. He seemed timid, but that might have just been the situation - anyone behind bars would likely hang their head.

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.

Techno is a hybrid between a human and a piglet but he's not the only one, the whole world is filled with them. Problem is, hybrid aren't seen with a good eye by humans, which therefore hunt them down both for money and fame. He has to find ingredients and brew camouflaging potion in order to enter cities an buy food, other than that, he spends most of his time hiding, just like every other hybrid. Little does he know that one casual encounter will change his life forever. TRIGGER WARNING: CONTAINS BLOOD, GORE, SUICIDE ATTEMPT AND THOUGHTS, YOU KNOW THE DRILL BY NOW. Yo! Got 4° on the trend Technoblade! Pog! YO!! 2°!! SUPER POG!! 1° WTF IS GOING ON!?!?!

❗The story doesn't follow the original events of the Dream SMP❗ >When a God falls in love with a human< The server is falling apart, Y/n doesn't know whose side she's on. She was always fought for those who paid her, but now...It was her normal day, walking around the SMP, she was going to pay a visit to Hannah who was her friend. But little did she know that Hannah wasn't the same anymore. "∴ᒷ ɾ∷ᒷ ˧੭¦⧶˧ ⅂੭ ⍑ɾ⍊ᒷ ᓭ੭ ᒲ⚍⌇⍑ ⎓⚍⧶, ꖎ¦⅂⅂ꖎᒷ ੭⧶ᒷ" In this story, Dream and DreamXD don't have any kind of bond, they're separate beings. The reader is 19 years old. _Cover art doesn't belong to me! The book contains swearing and mature themes!_ Highest ratings: #1 on Dream 14.06.2021 #234 on Minecraft 28.06.2021 #10 on xreader 28.06.2021 #1 on Dreamsmp 26.06.2021 #69 on Ghostbur 21.06.2021 #1 on Captain Puffy 1.07.2021 #66 on Minecraft YouTubers 13.06.2021 #31 on Punz 12.06.2021 #11 on DSMP 3.07.2021 #11 on Minecraftau 23.06.2021 #1 on DreamXD 25.06.2021 #20 on Eggpire 11.06.2021 #14 on Philza Minecraft 30.06.2021

This story takes place where the real world is in minecraft. I got this idea from origin smp. You are a feline, and one day after a walk in the woods you meet a blond boy. You slowly fall in love, but will your family think about you two? This is sort of a Romeo and Juliet rip off but enjoy!!! Female reader btw!!