[ Dream (Clay) x Female OC (Eliza) ] What happens when a coder girl gets asked to work on Dream's new minecraft video ❗Warnings❗ •This fic contains mature jokes. •The chapters that contain smut are extra chapters (they're not important to the plot) and will have disclaimers at the beginning so you can freely skip them without missing out on anything. ~~~ Enjoy!🧜🏼♂️

❝𝐒𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐚 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬.❞ [irl + social media] [Tommyinnit x OC]

delilah's a girl with dreams, no biggie, except when her new best friend is a streamer cc!tommy x p!oc (1/3)

𝖔𝖔𝖔. 'somewhere in these eyes, i'm on your side' in which 𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲 and 𝗷𝗮𝗰𝗸 fall in love and find out it isn't as scary as they thought. sideswizrd ©

i hate women, but i like you alot · tommyinnit x oc · this is in no way to disrespect tommy, or anyone else included, this is a fictional story for entertainment purposes . cover - pintrest + edited by me . this is my first story, go easy on me. i hate my writing style in the beginning but u get to see it develop so yay :)

"Can I tell you a secret?" he says in a hushed voice in the ill-illuminated room. "Spill," I smiled, thinking it was going to be something stupid like he peed his bed till he was six. Those were the kind of secrets we've been blurting out for the past thirty minutes as the tiredness of the late night got to us. "I'm Dream." he said in total seriousness, "Like the minecraft youtuber." I was quiet for a second before I laughed out loud.

You were one of the first people to arrive in the piano room - probably because your form room had been so close by. The room was empty when you walked in, so you just made your way to the back of the room, sitting down at one of the pianos near the window. There were no desks in the room besides for the teacher, only keyboards lined up in rows facing the front of the room. You set your books down under the piano, not knowing where else to put them, and sat down, fiddling with the hem of your shirt in your hands as you waited. You would have much preferred for at least the teacher to be in the room - sitting by yourself was not really what you wanted to be doing. You turned your attention to the window in the room, absently watching a couple of songbirds dart in an out of a small shrub while you waited. Hopefully someone else would get here soon and it wouldn't be so stiflingly silent- "Oh. Hello." Your head snapped back to the front of the room to see a boy standing there, hovering awkwardly just inside the door. He was rather short, and his arms wrapped around his books in a hug. You wouldn't have noticed him in the hallway if you had passed him - his height combined with brown hair and brown eyes made him the sort of person that would just blend in to a crowd. He didn't look particularly mean though, so you just tried for a smile. "That's my seat." He said, still hovering by the door.

The song ended as you merged onto the highway and another familiar song started up - not by Myra but by an adjacent band to the Myracle Makers that you also liked - the Dream Team. You had found out about them through Myra's music (Spotify thought that they went together well) and you had fallen in love with a couple of their songs, and then a couple more, until you were in their top .5% of listeners. They were one of your favorite bands, and their song Florida Smile was a song for the soul. You smiled to yourself, turning up the radio. The familiar beat of the drums pumped through the speakers of your car and you began to sing along as the lead singer - he went by Dream as a stage name (like Dream's Team... haha) - began to sing. You knew all the words by heart. And you've got a Florida smile... sends my heart racing to the mark at the mile...

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍: Swearing, anxiousness ------ Oliver was about 15 when he moved into that little duplex in Seattle. He was homeschooled, and didn't talk to many people in the area. He lived a quite life, full of knitting, and picture taking, and procrastinating schoolwork. Until he started hearing noises coming from his neighbor. ------------ 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘: If Ranboo says he's uncomfortable with this kind of content being made then please tell me!! I'll take this down immediately if that's the case. 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘 𝗧𝗪𝗢: I've never written fanfics before, so please be kind!