An accident leaves James and Regulus bound tightly together. Literally. Jegulus (13 chapters) Sexual tension Top Regulus Small changes made STORY IS NOT MINE, all credit belongs to author on ATR to faithwood

Clay has been pulled from self-retirement to serve as Prince George's royal guard. I do NOT take credit for the cover art. Artist: @voicefulshelf68 on Twitter Possible TW: Swearing Slightly nsfw Violence Blood Torture Panic attack Mention of vomiting Possibly more 4/12/21: #2 Dreamnotfound!! 4/12/21: #2 slow!!! 4/12/21: #8 dnf!!! 4/13/21: #4 dnf!! 4/14/21: #2 dnf!!! 5/14/21: #1 slow!!! 5/27/21: #12 minecraft!! 6/2/21: #1 technoblade!! 7/22/22: #1 dreamnotfound!

"Karl got addicted to him. Only a few weeks of knowing Nick and Karl was unable to function without him." High school au. Sapnap is a football team captain, tall, mean looking dude. Karl? Soft boy, new in town (TW: homophobia, self harm, violence, smut) Words total: 74926 This used to be #1 in karlnap, I personally think it gets good after the 22nd chapter. Yep, I don't like my own story, Idk why so many people enjoy it. (I will be rewriting this fic in the future btw) If any cc in this won't feel comfortable about such fanfictions I will immediately take it down. I don't ship real people!

Though he desperately refuses the conformities of modern novel tropes, George acknowledges he's just the same as every book character. A side character that is. Studying his way into writing a hit novel George has to master the ups and downs of his college life, overprotective roommate, and the friends with benefits he has going on with his best friend. Only problem is the line of feelings had been blurred years ago, and Dream's future lies between a pretty blondes watermelon flavored lips. Will George be able to skate past the due dates of writing or will he fall victim to the hockey captain once more? *** His brows furrow a bit but he seems to keep his cool when he asks, "can I still kiss you?" And what else am I supposed to say to that? *** This is a mature book. Check the TW in the first chapter <3

The story is not by me, it's originally by astr0nomika I decided to re-upload it here so that everyone could read it due to the situation that the fanfic has been taken down in GoodReads I took the risks to upload this, so please don't report, if anybody suggests I take it down, I will. This is a DNF fanfic, if you don't want to read it, please just pass. Side note: This is just a fanfiction, do not believe any of the events from this fanfic is from real-life events because it's not.

So Clay and George couldn't be normal people, we know that now, but who ever said they had to be?

Sequel to Like Normal People Do. Being normal people isn't as easy as Clay and George once believed.

The obligatory musician x fan fic that nobody asked for. This is in no way meant to be taken seriously - all respect to the boys - and I will take it down if I'm asked to. If any of the boys read this then.... I hope you get a laugh out of it. Unofficial DNF chat, this one's for you. ------------------- George had been a fan of (Dream)ing Of The Disco for longer than anyone could remember. A6d's incredible guitar, BadBoyHalo's amazing backing vocals, Skeppy's jarring percussion and Dream's.... well, everything. George would claim to be unbiased vehemently, saying he loved each of the - very attractive, in his opinion - band boys equally but Nick could confidently tell you otherwise. Too many "but have you heard Dream's voice?" and "but Nick look at him!"'s haunted his dreams. Which was why he was currently walking to George's house, two backstage concert tickets tucked away safely, swearing to hold this over George's head forevermore. If only he could have know the chaos that would ensue.

(This story has been entered into the Watty awards :D) After not being approved to move to the states, George takes a small two week vacation in the summer to visit his friends. His friends drag him to a party where a reckless decision was made. Two years later George is alone in his apartment with nothing but the sound of the heater and his sleeping two year old on his chest. He hasn't spoken to his friends since he left the states all those years ago, terrified of what they might say. What they might think. George knows the text will come, its his decision on what to do about it he needs to think through. Happy 25th birthday to himself, he thinks.