it's so far in the future. like, cars-don't-exist-anymore kind of far. population is massive. there is a 3% chance of you walking down the street without bumping into at least one person. so when comes the future, come more rules and expectations. clay, alias dream, is a criminal on the run. he failed his Trial, and managed to run from the authorities upon doing so. he's smart, but can he outsmart a figure that aced the Trial? george, top of his class, is chosen to assist in capturing dream. his task is to find out who dream really is, and to put a stop to the man. ** i don't know if this will have major heavy themes but there will be tws if so, and also strong language usage warning ** IMMENSE THANK YOU to @facadecake for the cover!?! like omg what the heck it's so amazing and i just ahdjskhsdjk <333

George has kept a secret from the world. Even to his best friends. A lie he has lived with for as long as he can remember What happens when George has the ability to go to America for treatment. What happens when Dream himself is at the hospital and just so happens to spot George Of all places.. How will the two best friends meet up take a big turn in their friendship A turn on their lives forever ~~~~~~Disclaimer~~~~~~ I'm no doctor and i don't know much about this disease and im sorry. I've done research to the best of my ability so if i get certain things wrong about it then im sorry I will gladly take explanation as to how I've messed up with the disease and will try to change it If i find out they read this trash story i will be passing away There will be slight swearing. And most likely cringe but who knows I tried writing this story with a different disease but it just didn't work out as much as this one does

72,452 words "you tingle my heart strings dream, you vibrate them, you twirl them between your fingers like the most delicate yarn, you move them in ways i didnt think they could" "how so?" "you play them gently like a violin yet at times you pull them harshly as if you're falling searching for something to grip onto" "who's to say i'm not falling, george?" - George hadn't been the same since brighton pier burned, his mind never worked the same way it once had. His best friend Dream tried his hardest to understand how georges mind worked, he tried hard to be there for his friend, but things seem to be more complicated when dream finds himself falling for george, george the philophobe Things seem to improve until a new content creator threatens to release the truth about george. - Trigger warnings Death Angst in general Trauma themes mental health mentions anxiety PhiloPhobia Fire Disassociation MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH Hospital mentions - does include skephalo, karlnap and karlnapity content 👍

*SEQUEL TO THINK ON ME. PLEASE READ THAT FIRST.* Set in February of 2021. 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 won't have any type of explicit smut. Dream and George are REAL PEOPLE. I ship their personas as Minecraft YouTubers. Clay = Dream !minor cursing! Started: October 5th, 2020 Ended: March 6th, 2021 Word Count: 34,332

⚠️TW⚠️ Mentions of suicide and attempts Complete✔️ George felt he had nothing to live for anymore, he drove to an tall empty bridge and leaned forward, only to be stoped... Get tf out of here I wrote this 2 years ago.

After Georges sudden death, Dream finds himself struggling to deal with the loss. From not sleeping to barely eating, slowly he's destroying himself Until he gets a DM from Georges Twitter account.