George and Dream once enemies from the starting of 1st grade all the way till there senior year in high school. Until they are parried up for a at home project and are forced to go to each others house. This will just be a get work done and go home kinda thing. Right? smut lol ART CREDITS: vnzndt on instagram!!!!

THE FANART USED FOR THE COVER WAS NOT MADE BY ME I FOUND IT ON GOOGLE SO CREDIT TO WHO MADE IT! {George, Dream and Sapnap had known each other for years but have never met up in person, until now. George is leaving England and coming to Florida for the summer, little did they know it didn't run as smoothly as they expected} Regarding the fan art used as the cover, i found this on google so i am not aware who made it, however it says 'REDCODED_' in the corner so i assume that is the artist, possibly on twitter? Or some other platform, but i assume that's who made it so credits to them:)

Only some people can see their red string when they turn 18. What happens when you find out your red string is attached to your best friend, who has no idea you are their soulmate. (Dream, Sapnap, and George were all born in the same year for the sake of this story.) Wattpad -48 votes and 630 reads (January 8th) -730 reads (January 10th) -1k reads and 70 votes (January 16th) -2k reads 140 votes (February 4th) Ao3 -1474 reads and 151 kudos (January 8th) -1600 reads and 162 kudos (January 9th) -2100 reads and 200 kudos (January 16th) -3000 reads and 300 kudos (January 31st) -4000 reads (Febuary 5th)

When Dream feels his heart rate speed up at the end of George's Livestream, he knows he's too far gone. "This feels so wrong," George says and repeats. Dream clicks off the stream, the sounds of labored breathing filling the room as he tried to stem the panic he was feeling. The next day, after he had just barely dragged himself away from the edge of oblivion and heartache he would never return from, he felt the first tickle at the back of his throat. He coughed roughly, it sounded like he had fluid in his lungs or something. Pneumonia, maybe? But instead of coughing up mucus or phlegm, his eyes widened in shock at the taste of blood in is mouth. || Gream // DreamNotFound Hanahaki Story. There will be angst, slow burn, blood, vomiting, contemplation of suicide, anxiety attacks, and more. Do not read if this bothers you. You have been warned. ||

It's one thing flying out to another country and spending a week in your best friend's home, but it's another thing if you're in love with said best friend. That's a whole different story, but luckily, that's what this story is about. -------- Cross-posted from AO3 under the same account name. My friend Pi drew the cover for me and I'm so blessed!!! Please check them out on Tumblr: https://prettyinaccurate.tumblr.com/ and/or Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/prettyinaccurate/

flower boy was everything that he ever wanted. [lowercase intended!]

「 花吐き。」 ❝ it's too late to say how i feel. ❞ 「 dreamnotfound hanahaki disease au/fanfiction (read the first page first!) 」 「！FINISHED！」 highest rankings: ㅡ #1 in dreamxgeorge ㅡ #1 in chats ㅡ #2 in painful ㅡ #2 in epistolary ㅡ #2 in sadstory ㅡ #3 in bbh ㅡ #13 in minecraft ㅡ #32 in sad ㅡ #43 in dreamnotfound ㅡ #100 in shortstory ㅡ #117 in dream

[FINISHED] A story of GeorgeNotFound coming to terms with his feelings for his best friend and battling with his issues. -- big big thank you to the amazing @raviolihailstorm for the cover <3

When George's mom starts to question his loneliness, George asks Dream to help him. Set in December of 2020. If George and/or Dream say that they are uncomfortable with this being written, I will take it down in a heartbeat. As of right now, they have said that they don't mind things being written about them. But it's their basic human right to change that opinion. This is a ship story! This story will NEVER have any type of smut or any suggestions of smut. Dream and George are REAL PEOPLE. I ship their personas as Minecraft YouTubers. Please don't read on stream if the point is to make fun of this story. Being an author is my dream, and it's really disheartening to see that. Don't trash my work for the sake of your stream. Clay = Dream !minor cursing! Started: July 1st, 2020 Finished: September 19th, 2020 Word Count: 37, 880 Highest Rankings!: September 23rd, 2020 - #17 in minecraft September 20th, 2020 - #81 in dream August 25th, 2020 - #25 in dreamnotfound October 22nd, 2020 - #1 in dreamxgeorge December 10nd, 2020 - #966 in lgbt December 23rd, 2020 - #3 in gream January 5th, 2021 - #102 in georgenotfound