MCYT Oneshots

c!Tommyinnit - Green pt.1

Y/N - Your Name

(I know I already did one with the reader being dead but hUSH YOU SAW NOTHING)

READER PRONOUNS: SHE/HER

You never thought being dead would be that bad.

And you were right, seen as you now have experience.

It seemed to just be sort of like eternal floating in a void. But it had only been a few days. Things might change.

You remember Ghostbur talking about a train station. Maybe that's where you're floating to...

A while of floating later...

You've begun to see glances of DreamSMP. Your friends grieving, and your home laying empty.

You feel guilty. You miss them. Your still heart aches to hug them again, to feel their love.

You just want to be alive. Just one more shot at it. One more shot to be better, to love your friends as much as possible because now you know that life is fleeting.

Maybe it's because of your strong emotion, but you now notice something. You're feeling yourself getting pulled towards the glances, as if they were sucking you in.

More time passes...

Your memory is fading.. you no longer recognise the faces or names of the people you see in the flashes of the living world.

Even more time goes by...

All of a sudden, you find yourself in a new place.

The living world. As a ghost.

Well, you don't remember much but you know that that's new.

You walk- well, float past houses and pathways and you realise you're feeling a sort of nostalgic, as if you'd been there before.

Maybe you'd forgotten that you'd missed while floating in that void.

But your attention has been stolen by the world around you. By the green.

The leaves on the tall oak trees, the soft-looking grass surrounding you... it was all such a spectacular green.

This was such a beautiful place to be. The flashes didn't do it justice. You could stay there forever.

You then remember that you probably will.

"Y/N?" Comes an echoey voice from somewhere behind you.

You turn, and see another ghost. Huh. You don't remember seeing anyone else in the void.

"Hi?" You reply cautiously.

The grey-skinned ghost runs through the air to you with a big smile. He seemed so kind considering the tear-stained cheeks and the wound in his torso. You wonder how he died.

"Y/N! Oh, I've missed you!" He beams, pulling you in for a hug.

You tense up, not feeling entirely comfortable with a stranger giving you a hug.

"Sorry, who are you?" You ask, and the ghost pulls away, shaking his head in what you assume is disbelief.

"No, no! You have to remember!" He exclaims, "Ghostbur, remember? I'm Ghostbur!" You stare blankly at him, the name not familiar to you.

"Sorry dude, the name's not ringing any bells." You reply and his contorts into an expression of sadness. Tears well up in his blank, black eyes.

You feel pity for the ghost, wishing you could remem...