Dream's a total nerd, he's pop-punk and has no business in the tiny homophobic shit hole he calls high school. Pretty much no one knows he exists, and the people who do, hate his guts. No surprise there, he's a self-absorbed ass hole with a cocky personality. George, on the other hand, is rich, popular, and has been dragged into football since he was in middle school. If he got caught even looking at Dream, it'd be social suicide. *Smut warning* *Cuss word warning*

Stygiophobia (ste-ge-oh-phobia)- The intense fear of being sent to hell. George spent his whole life a faithful Catholic boy. When he passes he was fortunate enough to go to Heaven. But when his lord finds out about his hidden sins, the lord damns him to hell for eternity. An extremely powerful demon takes quite the liking to George upon his arrival to the pits of hell, and decides to test how far it takes to break an angel.

The zombie apocalypse has been going on for over a year now, with new and improved monsters showing up at every turn. Zak is a 19-year-old survivor who, until meeting Darryl, believed he was the last man standing. Darryl, a 24-year-old monster hunter, lives for the thrill of the chase. He never expected to meet Zak, an inexperienced kid during the apocalypse. Life is a game of survival now, will this dynamic duo make it? -cover art by @zoithart on twitter

Nyctophobia. Fear of darkness. Something George has had since he was 12. Something only himself and his family knew. Well until he Moves in with Dream and Sapnap, and things don't exactly go to plan. - "Is Georgie scared of the dark" Sapnap Mocked "S-Stop." George Eventually Broke down

A 1980s based dnf fanfic. TW's: Rape Underage drinking Alcohol Swearing Abuse/violence Self harm CW's: Smut

Tommy has watched his campsite be blown up 3 times in the past month and he's done. He's done with wars, done with violence, and done with fighting. How odd. The great Tommyinnit not wanting to fight anymore. So Tommy sends Ghostbur back to L'manburg permanently and assures him that he'll be back eventually, but Tommy knows that he won't. Tommy smiles as he watches Ghostbur fly away. Tommy goes to live in the Nether with the lava that he loves and no one knows where he went, not even Dream. It's been 3 years and no one's heard anything from Tommy, his exile had just been lifted. Tommy left a note addressed to Ranboo though.

In which Tommyinnit goes through the hardships of balancing school, his twitch and YouTube schedule and the sufferings of an eating disorder. What happens when his mind talks louder than the encouraging words of his friends?

-smpearth- Tommy whimpers as he held his empty milk bucket. Why hasn't his blindness gone away yet? Cover made by the glorious silph-set-on-fire on tumblr.

"I uh," Tommy starts, not knowing how to break this to the hero lightly. He hates to be the bearer of bad news. "I think your powers are broken? It's not a bad thing of course, but like, I swear you tried to mind control me and it like, totally failed. Which is fine, honestly, don't feel insecure. Everyone's power stop working sometimes... I think." This is a reupload from ao3 by @eneliii

"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." Philza didn't look guilty. He just looked tired. "I didn't hunt them down, though." // Or, that fic where Techno and Phil are old immortals, and Tommy and Wilbur are decidedly... not. Angst ensues. //