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The characters not the actual people
I don't just do male readers
Different sexualities and pronouns as well
Along with Age regression and feminine readers
I don't do smuts
If a character Is a minor, it'll be platonic
Past/Cu...
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Again start inspired by Wooloo-Inc on tumblr
Y/n pov
I was sat, piles of food rotting away in my cell, food I refused to eat. It wasn't to repent. Nor to die or a lack of trust I just... don't deserve to be here. Yes I am a dragon hybrid but that hardly makes me dangerous when I can control it... they just hate me. I used to know Sam Y'know? But now it's just forced
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I scrunched up my nose in disgust, the putrid smell from the food wafting through the air. I hadn't eaten in a while and it showed in health, my eye bags a dark purple and my skin a duller S/t (skintone). My hair became dry and cut ends started to form. I could hardly hold up my own body from exhaustion and moving was just a burden to me-
"Y/n." "What's up?" "You need to start eating." "Yeah sure... leave?" "No, eat."
I sat still for a moment, thinking of a plan. When he walked closer I weakly tackled him, him taking it as a threat, pushed me to the floor, head hitting the obsidian floor. Blood pouring from the back as Sam grabbed a sword, putting it through my chest, I coughed violently but still managed to smile, grabbing his shoulder, shoving the sword in further before whispering in his ear
"ha- you better regret this bitch. I'll make your life a living hell"
He looked down at me, a slight hint of recognition showing on his face before I blacked out
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I woke up in lava, a prickling sensation going through my entire body, a strong burning smell of flesh fresh in my nose. I opened my eyes, quickly closing them again, realising I was in lava
"Ah fuck!"
I walked forward and bumped into a wall, realising that means there must be an entrance somewhere I started following the wall until I reached an opening. I got out and rubbed my eyes, feeling an almost dry red liquid coming from them.
"Y/n?" "Hm?"
I rubbed my eyes more, my vision clearing up, a slight crimson colour still surrounded my peripheral but I looked anyway, noticing Dream
"Oh hey!" "Why are you here?" "Hm... I just am I guess"
He probably seemed so nervous because we weren't on the best terms when I was alive, I took L'manberg's side and not his even though we were alright friends.
"So... again- why are you here...?" "I don't actually know, forgot, probably something to do with the Warden though." "Sam? Weren't you friends with him?"
I just shrugged and floated toward him, rummaging through his chests
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~ A Few Months Later ~
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Third person pov
"Bye Dream! I'm headed out for a while!" "Bye..."
Dream was sat, head leaning on the wall while he waited for Sam, he had requested a talk that he didn't expect to wake from... To be with Y/n of course, the loveable ghost who once used to be a obstacle now the only thing to talk to who would never get bored
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"You wanted to talk?" "Yeah... you know your stupid right? I mean who traps a Friend in prison?" "I think you'd find old friend Dream... I'm not freeing you, you can't say anything to make me let you go" "You really are dumb, you can't read the room and you let someone die while being defensive. Your so bad at your job, no wonder Y/n's dead-"
Sam put the tip of his sword on Dream's throat
"Say that again. I dare you." "I said no wonder Y/n's-"
Sam plunged the sword into his throat, blood spurting all-over Sam, some landing on his face, some landing on his armour, some even getting into his mouth as his breathing became heavy, a cloud of guilt forming in his head
"...What have I done...?"
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Y/n pov
I was talking to Tommy, giving him some company while he farmed, talking about plans to go see Tubbo and Micheal soon
"So I was thinking-" "Y/N!!!"
I turned to see a ghost, a green shoulder length cloak around him with a black turtleneck and black sweatpants
"What the fuck have you done...?" "I did it for you-" "Tommy, go inside, me and Dream need to talk."
Tommy froze up seeing Dream, he panicked and quickly turned, running inside his house, frantic noises coming from inside, probably from his panicking
"WHY DID YOU DO THIS?!" "to- to be with you... don't you like it?" "NO OF COURSE I DON'T LIKE IT, YOU COULD HAVE DONE SO MUCH WHILE ALIVE... DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO BE DEAD?!" "WELL ITS NOT MY FAULT YOU FUCKING REFUSED TO BE REVIVED!" "BECAUSE I WAS HAPPY LIKE THIS!"
