❝ 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

two streamers known for their sarcasm, mutual friends and a fan base begging for them to get together, could it be anymore obvious? sapnap x female oc 🏅 #1 sapnap #1 minecraft #1 twitch streamer #1 smp #1 streamer #1 twitch #2 mcyt #5 dream smp started: 12/03/21 ended: 5/05/21

७ ‧₊˚ 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 their relationship was wrong, but isn't that the fun in it? 〖 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝟣.𝟤𝟧.𝟤𝟣 〗 〖 𝗌𝖺𝗉𝗇𝖺𝗉 𝗑 𝗈𝖼 〗 〖 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟣 © 〗

७ ‧₊˚ 𝒉𝒆 had never been a risk-taker, so why was she an exception? 〖 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝟣𝟤.𝟣𝟤.𝟤𝟢 〗 〖 𝗀𝖾𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗑 𝗈𝖼 〗 〖 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟣 © 〗

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.

˚* ੈ✩‧₊ 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘, 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 | ❝ and now i know what they mean, he's a love machine, oh he makes me dizzy. ❞ - ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑦, ℎ𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑦 , 𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑎 [ karl jacobs x female oc ]

Youre coming out of work one day and finally decide to talk to one of the regulars at a coffee shop you frequent. He isn't as bad as you thought. You're living life day to day and slowly but surely you know you're falling harder. Figuring out your feelings for each other isn't the hard part, it's finding out how to fit together without falling apart. Here's a developing relationship between dream and reader! Cover isn't mine (credits to @900sbde on Insta )

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.

"okay but what's a crack-titty?" quackity x oc

when a streamer without a face meets a boy with her same quality. and apparently they both really like pizza. - "so, about that date?" "vc7?" - lowercase intended dream x oc social media + irl FAST MOVING STORY written in nov - dec of 2020, inaccuracies are inevitable.