Dream Stories

Original Summary: a text sent to the wrong number. a conversation between two strangers. their lives changed forever, even if they don't know who's on the other side of the screen. will they ever find out? --- This is a reuploaded version of @ihaveajuicebox's Area Codes using web captures from Google Cache, Bing Cache, a lovely reading from @wattpadreader5685 on YT for some of the chapters google didn't cache (example, one!), and various other methods. Also, the last 11 or 12 chapters came from the original author herself, either via DM Or when the original was made public again in Spring 2024. I know there is and forever will be controversy surrounding Dream and related creators; however, this fic is fucking hilarious, so I am taking the time to make it available again. I will be uploading this in chunks because it takes so long to reformat everything. Please thank me, my fingers hurt. (I will also be officially archiving this on AO3 so it can be saved on the wayback machine)

Y/n L/n or always known as "Sir Calypso". "He" is the best warrior that had ever lived, the one that ended the war. No one knows how nor will they ever will since "he" is very secretive. Being tired of working under government rules, "he" plans for his own death so she can finally be free. Freely as woman, she will live instead, but she has her doubts she can live the government free life she always wanted. So she hides behind a mask. Unfortunately for her, she was blinded by the love of her newfound friends and was dragged to yet another war, except, this one got too complicated for her. "I promised myself that I would live far from any government's control... but here I am living in it. Again. I thought giving you a chance was a good thing from how welcomed me, but you assumed things of me. Now you see me as the villain." This story is very much slow burn >:3 Started - 12.22.22 Ended - ==.==.== #1- lmanburg 12.11.23 #3 - technoblade 6.2.24

There's something in Jhastin's dream, one that feels surreal. ____________ TMI: Inspired by their musics again for more emotional chapters🤟 Soft story. Architecture X Fine Art Student Bulan X Araw Province X City Boy

Day Issara Jittiphat × Diesel Danaiphat Sasipattana A story written by me. 29/03/2026 - ///

"𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲, 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗽𝗵𝗲𝘂𝘀. 𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘂𝘀." A Dreamer of House Targaryen, The Dream of the Endless. The Princess of Dreams & the King of the Dreaming, Fate stitched together by the Fates; for better or worse. 𝘏𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰𝘯 𝘹 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘖𝘤 𝘹 𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘚1－？

I will only give you info on Flame and Wemmbu because I kinda lost motivation for the others......... but here it is!! Wemmbu was taken in by Techno after being born on the edge of the Farlands, he was born a cat End hybrid but the Farlands gave him special gifts like a nuke/stab shot attack, unnatural strength, indestructible wings, a cat form and poisonous breath. {Like the End dragon's breath attack} Wemmbu was walking around the Farlands in his cat form {he doesn't know how to use any of his abilities or switch from his cat form to human form} when he fell off a cliff side into DSMP. Techno found him while exploring the area around his cabin in the snow plains. Wemmbu was about 3 years old when Techno found him and adopted him. He also has a form in between human and cat that's a glitchy dragon that comes with black and purple glitches all over his body when emotional. Flame was born and raised in the nether by various nether mobs, most of the time he moved with hordes of mobs that would protect him. One day a player (aka Mane) came into the nether. Since the nether didn't have enough supplies to take care of Flame anymore, they gave him to the player and told him Flame's name, type of hybrid and allergies. (They don't know his birthday) Mane introduced himself and left with Flame. Since then Flame grew up with Mane in his tree base.

© 2026 Ariadne Nunez. All rights reserved. ❦ Somewhere between yesterday and tomorrow, Cerys Botticelli lost a lifetime. At eighteen, Cerys has everything she could ever ask for. A family she adores. A home filled with memories. A future waiting patiently ahead of her. And Niccolo Guerra. He is the boy who knows her laughter, the keeper of her secrets, and the person who makes her believe that perhaps some loves are written long before two people ever meet. One night is all it takes for the feelings they've hidden to finally surface. For one perfect night, Cerys believes she knows exactly where her life is going. Then she wakes up. Thirty-five years have passed. The world outside has moved on without her, everyone she knows has changed, and the life she remembers exists only inside her own mind. To everyone else, her story sounds impossible. To Cerys, it is the only truth she has ever known. As the years pass, she is forced to live with the consequences of a past no one believes existed. But somewhere beneath the doubt, the loneliness, and the years separating her from the life she lost, one thing refuses to disappear: Niccolo. So Cerys begins the impossible journey back to Italy. Forty-two years after she left, she returns to the place where her story began, carrying memories that should have faded long ago and a love that time should have destroyed. The Villa is still there. Her home is still there. And then she finds him. But after decades apart, can two people who were separated by time possibly find their way back to one another? Or was their love never meant to belong to just one lifetime? Because time may steal a moment, a memory, or even an entire life... but it cannot always steal a love that was never meant to end.

The story introduces a girl that just wants to make friends, and be happy with them. Will she ever find a friend that would make her happy?

Chen Ye had always believed that life was like a math exam-scored out of 150, yet yielding a mere 37 points: the answers were already set in stone, and he was simply excluded from the correct ones. It was not until a dream revealed the truth that he saw how the ultimate outcome is often determined by conditions left unstated in the problem itself. Yet, as the numbers began to unveil a hidden path, he found himself questioning for the first time: is destiny a problem waiting to be solved, or is it one that should never have had a single, definitive answer?

I am 15 from Abuja, Nigeria 💛 This is the story of how one sugar rush changed my life. Song + Dream + Drama. My mum wants me to do science. But my heart wants music. If you've ever had butterflies, or if your parents want you to be one thing but your soul wants another... this story is for you. P.S: I also wrote a song called "SUGAR RUSH." Link in Chapter 1!

Five Hours Are Not Enough "Why won't it go away?" The question escaped TeeTee's mouth as a whisper, as if he were addressing Time itself rather than Joy. Joy approached him and sat on the edge of the bed. "Who do you mean?" He raised his eyes to her. "Por." Silence settled in. For a few seconds, Joy didn't know what to say. Then she reached out and took her brother's wrist, feeling the turbulent vibrations of magic beneath his skin. "How many times?" He didn't answer. "TeeTee." He closed his eyes. "Twice." Her eyes widened. "This week?" He nodded slowly. Joy exhaled anxiously, then quickly pulled her hand back when she felt a small temporal flicker quiver around his body. "You don't understand how dangerous this is. If you keep forcing time to rewind, your body will start losing its ability to distinguish between the present and memories." TeeTee offered a faint smile. "I know." "Then why are you doing it?" He looked down at his phone. Por's message was still lit on the screen. *See you tomorrow.* He hadn't written where. He didn't need to. TeeTee knew. And that was precisely what terrified him. Because Por didn't know the address of the manor. He didn't know the secrets of the sorcerers' realm. He didn't even know that TeeTee wasn't human. Yet, he always showed up in the right place. At the right time. As if he remembered things he had never lived through. TeeTee reached toward the phone, but before he could touch it, the screen went dark on its own. Then he heard a voice. Not from the phone. From behind the window. "TeeTee." The blood turned to ice in his veins. Joy stepped toward the window, but TeeTee caught her arm instantly. "Don't." They both stared at the glass. Por was standing on the other side of the street. Far away. Beneath the dim glow of a streetlamp. He wasn't looking at the manor-he was looking directly at his window. TeeTee swallowed hard. "How did he get here?" Joy didn't answer, because something

At 2:17 a.m., Nane receives a message from someone who shouldn't be able to contact her. That same night, she dreams of a house she doesn't recognize, a door she must not open, and a girl she thought she had already lost. But the girl isn't a stranger. Someone Nane loved. Someone she thought was gone forever. Nane has spent years carrying a guilt she can't seem to escape, convinced that if she had done things differently, she could have changed everything. Now her worst fear has found its way into her dreams. And the only way out may be to finally face it. Some nightmares aren't trying to scare you. They're trying to make you remember.

A boy. A girl. A dream. He was never the smartest in the room, never the most confident, and certainly not the kind of boy people noticed first. But he had one thing that refused to leave him-a dream of making it to IIT. Then there was her. What began as a simple school crush slowly became something he could neither explain nor escape. But love and dreams don't always walk in the same direction. Every step toward one seemed to take him further from the other. And behind his dream stood a man who believed in him long before he learned to believe in himself. A father with his own unfinished story. A son trying to write his own. A love he doesn't know how to confess. And a future that may not be his to choose. Sometimes, life doesn't ask you what you want. It asks you what you're willing to lose.

A Dream... simply.

Phum and Nueng never believed in falling in love. But somehow, a simple exchange of eye contact makes them start falling for each other. At first, Phum doesn't understand what he's feeling. But as his feelings grow stronger, his interest in Nueng slowly turns into something deeper-and perhaps a little too obsessive.

The game of destiny is always brutal yet sweet. It is sweeter for those who have learned from it and harder for those who have cried over it. Two different personalities who share the same story from different books. Little did they know that they had similar plots. Years ago, destiny played games with them by snatching everything from them. Now, destiny is playing again to bring them closer. Aashi and Abhik are in their final year of college. Both of them have gone through the same pain, but little did they know about each other's past. Abhik joined a part-time job. Aashi desired to learn something from her family business, making her join the business. Which leads to the beginning of their story, when they realized destiny had already tied their paths. ×××××××××××××××××××××××××××××× Ps:- For now, my very own memory is betraying me, so the continuation depends on my mood.

Dal testo: "Se non avessimo la possibilità di essere umani, allora saremmo rimasti dei semplici concetti astratti, non saremmo dotati di un corpo o di un cuore che batte" Indicò con un dito verso il petto di Chaos, dove un cuore, seppur fatto di materia del Chaos e di fibra stessa della realtà, batteva costante. "E il tuo, anche se lo neghi, batte per lui" Raccolta di racconti ispirati alla serie e fumetti di The Sandman, che vedono come protagonisti Chaos e Sogno, due amici, due opposti, due metà.

"You keep acting like love is a surgery that can be planned. Trust me-it isn't." Han Soo-yeon has spent her entire life fixing what everyone else couldn't. As one of the youngest and most respected surgeons at one of Seoul's top hospitals, she's known for her steady hands, sharp mind, and impossible standards. But behind the white coat is a woman who was cast out by her family of prestigious lawyers for choosing a different future-one she refuses to talk about. Na Jaemin is an idol with NCT Dream, a hopeless meddler who somehow always finds himself in the middle of everyone else's love story. After successfully pushing his childhood best friend back into the arms of his bandmate, Mark Lee, he's earned a reputation for being the group's unofficial matchmaker... whether they ask for his help or not. They have one thing in common: they're experts at fixing everyone else's relationships while guarding their own hearts like classified secrets. When fate throws the stubborn surgeon and the relentless idol together, their opposite worlds collide. Every argument turns into a challenge, every challenge into an unexpected partnership, and somewhere between stolen glances, sarcastic remarks, and one too many schemes to play cupid for everyone else, they begin to wonder if the only love story they've failed to notice is their own. After all, it's easy to mend someone else's heart. It's much harder to admit when your own has already been stolen.

When 24 year old minecraft streamer Ana beats the minecraft speedrun record once again and ends up... liking someone she shouldn't, Is she going to make the right or wrong decision? or no decision at all? "I don't fraternize with the enemy" "the enemy? you wound me ana and here i am throwing my money at you"

A Tommyinnt, Tubbo, Dream and Sapnap POV of Camp!dream smp AU. A summer camp story with jokes, bunk chaos, and late-night whispers. Everyone's having fun - except Sapnap, who swears something's off. The others? They think he's paranoid. He might be. He might not be. But for now, camp is still fun... right? ∘₊✧───────────────────✧₊∘ For now the TWs are TW: trauma, panic/anxiety, mentions of unsafe environments CW: swearing, fluff, slow burn, and other stuff in slow burn, flirting I'll list before a chapter starts if it has any TWs Also please keep an eye out for updates/ announcements, on the first page, that OR on my profile. Have fun reading!! Started: 19th November 2025 Ended: UNFINISHED!!