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Miracles With A Side Of Sarcasm by Beesgobzzz
Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
29 Oct 2025
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Wilbur flopped onto the couch, legs stretched out as he grabbed his phone.
“You get the smaller room which is on the left there.” Wilbur pointed to a small, narrow hallway that had three doors in total. “The bathroom is across from your door. Rent’s due on the first.”
Dream raised a brow. “That’s it? No interview? No rules?”
Wilbur turned on the television in front of him with a remote. “I don’t care what you do as long as you pay your share. Just don’t touch my stuff.”
Dream considered that. No fake niceties, no over-the-top friendliness. Just two people coexisting. It was perfect.
“Alright, deal.” Dream said. “Should I come back tomorrow morning with my stuff?”
Wilbur waved him off. “Sure, sure. I’ll also give you a copy of the keys tomorrow too.”
It was almost too perfect.
He should’ve known there was a catch.
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Dream gets a roommate who's a little more than he could handle... Wait- what do you mean his roommate is a villain? Say what? Oh- and lil note but Dream has a pretty powerful ability... yep- this is going to end totally fine.
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funniest shit ive read-- i swear im about to bookmark every fic by Beesgobzzz
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Dream started to walk back towards his own apartment, the further he went, the less ‘rich’ everything looked. From pristine new buildings came the old familiar brick walls. Some windows in peoples homes were broken, even using duct tape to cover it. Weeds stuck out along the cracked sidewalks. Graffiti was plastered almost everywhere, lamp posts on the streets were not working yet again, and a bloodied kid who looked about near death in an alleyway. Yep, normal things in the West End.
…Wait.
Whipping his head back and taking a few steps backward, Dream had to give a second take if he actually saw that. The answer was yes, it was a kid bleeding out in the alleyway. When Dream went closer, he found out it wasn’t just any kid but one of the members from the Syndicate, the villains. He had blonde hair, a red mask covering his eyes, and a red and white hoodie which was covered in blood near the stomach area.
“Fuck.”
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Dream is a vigilante who helps civilians get away from the crossfire between the heroes and villains. He has the most powerful ability of psychokinesis but hides it. What happens when he saves an infamous villain as his civilian self? Can he keep his cover hidden?
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Dream ducked into an alleyway behind a trash can just as a few angry civilians were giving chase. He was hardly breathing, tired of being chased or beaten up.
How did it even come to this?
Dream used to be the number one hero. He used to be beloved by all and everyone. Anytime he would walk onto the streets, he would be asked for an autograph or photos taken- Now, it was like the public was treating him like nothing more than a low-life criminal.
He pressed his back against the brick wall, his chest heaving as he tried to steady himself. The shouts of the civilians faded into the distance, but the sting of their words rang in his ears.
“Traitor!”
“Get out of our city!”
“You don’t belong here!”
Dream tugged his hood further over his face, knowing it was pointless. His blonde hair and face was already recognizable by anyone alive.
He was Dream- the hero and the protector of the city.
But now, he was nothing more than a criminal in their eyes.
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Dream is the number one hero at the Hero Agency. However, when the Agency says to kill one of the villains from The Syndicate, Dream decides to do the complete opposite?! Welcome to the Chronicles of an Ex-Hero!