(she/her *some sensitive content!*) you met the dream team a while ago, and you've been great friends since. but your friendship with george, isn't your typical friendship. are you really friends? things seemed to be going well until she came along... dream team series! Enjoy the fanfiction! I'll be posting every week! Follow me on Twitter @kimnotfound2

𝟎𝟎𝟏┊͙ 𝓣𝐎 𝓣𝐇𝐄 𝓜𝐎𝐎𝐍 ꗃ⋆₊*𓂃݊ 〘 𝙜𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 〙｡ ༅ ˖⁺ ꒰ ☕️ ꒱ ⋆ ୭ ༘ [ UNDER EDITING,, byr: it's poorly written)): ] 「 𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝒙 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜. 」 ━━ 𓆩♡𓆪 ━━ ꒰ *ੈ✩‧₊ ꒱ 𝗮𝗹𝗲𝘅𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀... ❝𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍❞ ━━━━━━━━ &&. 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛,, ࿐∙⋆°༝ 𝓖𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄 unintentionally 𝒇𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝒍𝗼𝘃𝗲 through his cat's checkup. 𝒐𝒓 𝓐𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 unintentionally 𝒇𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝒍𝗼𝘃𝗲 within her own place of work. ━━━━━━ © 𝗔𝗟𝗘𝗫𝗤𝗨𝗔𝗖𝗞𝗦 𝟮𝗢𝟮𝗢 ｡ ༅ ˖⁺⋆ ୭ 〘 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 24/12/2020〙 〘 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝: 28/01/2021〙 〘 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞!〙 °•*⁀➷ ꒰ 𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙭𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨 ꒱ ₊˚ˑ༄

७ ‧₊˚ 𝒉𝒆 had never been a risk-taker, so why was she an exception? 〖 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝟣𝟤.𝟣𝟤.𝟤𝟢 〗 〖 𝗀𝖾𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗑 𝗈𝖼 〗 〖 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟣 © 〗

"𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛" -𝑔𝑒𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑥𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟- George if you're reading this please leave<3

COUGH COUGH i have found a new love for mcyts- !!IF ANYONE MENTIONED IN ANY STORY SOMEHOW FINDS THIS AND IS UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE STORY, I WILL TAKE IT DOWN!!

"Tubbo, I didn't know you had a woman in your house!" Started- 12/03/2020 Finished- 1/31/2021

[BOOK 1/3] - DreamNotFound Highschool AU - For years, George and Clay have been close friends. They've been through years of school together, but after the former catches feelings for the other, he's worried things will fall apart. When they go on a school trip lasting for a week, then, he's worried the truth will come out. But maybe, if he holds out, that might not be such a bad thing...

For the past two years, the only dreams George has had the pleasure of having were horrible, horrible nightmares. These nightmares always had five things in common. In every one, each and every person he cared about died in an excruciatingly painful way. In every one, George was tied up, and there were lacerations all across his chest that bled but didn't hurt. In every one, there was someone cackling in the background. In every one, there was something there. Something he could never remember the details of when he woke up. And lastly, that something would always lick his wounds slowly, savoring his blood and fear before whispering a promise in his ear. "I'll see you soon, Georgie." [DREAM NOT FOUND FIC, INSPIRED BY WIZARDSTOVE'S DREAM DEMON DESIGN]

PLEASE do not report this. the original creator is tbhyourelame. This is a copy from a03. If you want to read more and dont want to wait for me to publish more chapters, please register an a03 account :) credits to the author: tbhyourelame. I WILL DELETE THIS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ Summary Dream has always held a gentle admiration for George, but when their nuanced friendship trickles into his sleeping mind, he awakens to a new world of conflicting emotions and longing. Lost in the midst of a heat wave, he continuously listens to a song that works itself in to the very core of his heartache. Floridian nights, unsent messages, spiraling infatuation, and terrible, terrible weather. A breath of frustration escapes George's lips. "I don't do that." "You do. It's okay," Dream says. He feels pinpricks of warmth building in his chest. The words rise up faster than he can temper, laced with soft honey, "you're so cute." The call falls silent. They heard it. The affection in the tone of his voice, different than usual, no trace of humor. The way it came from the hearth below his heart, glowing with secrecy and shame-for George, and George only. They had to have heard it. -inspired by the song "heat waves" by glass animals

You set your phone down when a customer walked in - a boy with fluffy brown hair and an oversized jumper. You watched him wander between the shelves for a few moments, looking sort of lost, as most boyfriends and/or husbands did when they came looking for gifts. Shame too - he was cute. Still, you walked around the counter and over to him to offer your help. You stepped up beside him next to the candles. "Hi, are you finding everything okay?" You asked. "Oh, uh." The boy jumped a little. "I'm just looking for some candles." He said. "Gonna be honest... I'm kind of lost, yeah." You laughed a little. "Would you like some help?" "Yes, thank you." He sounded relieved. You grabbed one of the shopping bags from the nearby rack and handed it to him with a smile. "So are we looking for something for the girlfriend, or mom, maybe?" "Oh, um no." He said, flushing slightly. "I just needed some candles for me, actually." Your smile widened. So no girlfriend... a interesting development.