an emperor and his lover, struggling to balance- all while a war is amidst. jschlatt x fem! she/her reader tws will be given before each chapter <3 follows dsmp lore- somethings have changed for plot reasons, just go with it, things will make sense. this story focuses around the messier parts of relationships, the pain, and the conflict. warning: this story deals with heavy topics: alcoholism, manipulation, sex, depression, death, and others. please do not read if any of these make you uncomfortable.

COMPLETED Y/N is a 19 year old streamer, she was inspired to do it when her brother Clay/Dream started getting more hype. But that wasn't her only secret.. y/n has sever anxiety and depression. The only way she could be happy was streaming with her 1k viewers. Until she raided from a bigger streamer and her brothers bestfriend; Sapnap. ( mostly reader x Sapnap but a bit of Dreamnotfound )

TW: FOOD , STRONG LANGUAGE & SLIGHTLY NSFW CONTENT you & your childhood best friend drifted apart 6 years ago, (which you had long forgotten about) & he appears on your fyp the very last day of school. (ik it sounds boring but hear me out on this one, i put my soul into it)

𝑖'𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑓𝑗𝑒. - copyright 2022 @moriohradio all rights reserved

"Oi dickhead! Help me up!" Tommy was struggling to find the next little "rock" to grab onto. I sat on the top of the rock-climbing wall, the fresh air hitting my face. "I'm no simp, Tomathy. You should know that." He huffed as he tried grabbing onto a little yellow rock, his hand slipping. "You either climb this wall and get up here or you tweet about how awesome I am. The choice is yours..." I teased. He made a face at me and stuck his tongue out. I guess if he's going to lose, he's going to at least try. --- Join Y/N as she navigates her journey of being a streamer and lives a pog life, having over 200K people average on her streams. Her charisma draws Tommy in, making them friends. Who would have known one little donation would bring the two together? If any of the people in this story are uncomfortable with this, I will immediately without further question take this down. I respect them as people and wrote this book for fun but if it is in any way disturbing to them, it will disappear. And I do not intend on sexualizing them in ANY way. They are their own people. Any hate comments that are just downright rude will be deleted but I am comfortable with constructive polite critisism.

Some of my friends simp for him so this is for them even if they probably wont ever see this :) Enjoy!! Most Likely will have slowish updates Did this make history?

THIS IS THE SECOND BOOK! THE FIRST ONE IS Stars || Ranboo The life of two people, married, and with two very unique kids. Ranboo loves you with all of his heart, and you love him even more. But when family gets in the way of your happy lifestyle, you start to wonder if you really should've married him. ~ Story has been discontinued.

Everyone thinks that being the daughter of one of the most powerful man in the kingdom is a good thing. Little do they know it has it's many restrictions. Y/n is a 21 princess, daughter of Jschlatt. Being part of the schlatt bloodline has it's perks when it comes to being amongst towns people. But behind gates, it's like being a bird in a locked cage. Wilbur Soot, a 23 year old suitor willing to do what is right for him and others. Hes tied down by the words of others but wants nothing more than do what best. Under he blankets dark shelter hey both cross paths and become something extraordinary. But that's only the beginning.

" 𝐈'𝐝 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. " - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ©Jowelleee 2020 All Rights Reserved 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 | 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐭 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK FIVE ---- Tryst (noun): a private romantic rendezvous between lovers, "a moonlight tryst". ---- Your eyes drifted upwards catching onto the glint of the sword that had saved you and following the curve of the blade upwards until you came to a knarled hand, with dirt under the fingernails. You followed the arm upwards until you reached his face - partly obscured underneath a green and white striped hat. You were able to catch onto blue eyes and the scruff of a beard underneath a mop of blonde hair though. What drew your attention most though, was the crow's wings behind him, flared out and glinting by the light of the sword. You hadn't even heard him swoop down for the approach. For someone who hadn't been seen in over a century, the Angel of Death looked young... too young. But then he was spinning away, wings flapping behind him so that he hovered over the ground as he sliced through anything that came too close for comfort. Even the skeletons a ways away weren't safe from his flames when their zombie counterparts came staggering too close. Soon enough, the dark forest was alight with burning undead creatures, providing a light source for you to stagger up to your feet as the Angel slid his sword back into it's scabbard. You weren't expecting him to round on you like he did, fire in his eyes. "What the hell are you doing?"