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

george has a hard time at home, and one night leaves. he's sort of rescued by a stranger on the beach, but it's not long until they become far more than strangers. does contain: swearing, alcohol, smoking, abuse, angst, nsfw and other possible triggers. #9 in stories

[(DISCONTINUED)] Art is by Thesonofallthingsunnecessary on tumblr pls go check them out they're super cool! So this fanfiction is going to be in Clays (Dreams) POV throughout the entire story. After a horrible accident, Clay wakes up only remembering a handful of things, none of which are important. Clay must regain his memory, or figure out what happened in his old life. What happened? Why is this his? His friend George is a peculiar case, something about him is important, he's special. But if he remembers nothing about him, is he really?

The cover art is by Dirt (@laikoski) on twitter they're an amazing artist and deserve all the love!! :D This story is fanfiction about Dream and George (Two real people) who stream Minecraft. This is merely for fun so please don't try to force either one of them into something uncomfortable. If you are wondering, no this story won't be having any smut, I want this to be a genuine and sweet story, but near the end or middle I will add certain things that may trigger people so I will put TW on them. (Fluff, Alcohol, sexual tension XD) so stay comfy! Other people like Nick (Sapnap) and Daryll (BBH) will be mentioned but no other ships will. <3

Bad, Sapnap, Dream and George made a decision to live together. All through ups and downs, they stick together even when things take turns for the worst. story contains themes of - - nsfw -self harm -abusive relationships -suicide -alcohol -bad eating habits

dream's face appeared on the screen, and george gasped. those eyes. those sparkling eyes, slightly covered by his dirty blond hair. if he was being honest, they were too pretty to look at. face burning, george turned off his monitor. he couldn't look at dream any longer. he may have turned off the monitor, but he couldn't turn off his feelings. --+-- - i'm not writing smut here, please fuq off n get some help if you're looking for that - please don't harass them about the ship! this isn't meant to be taken seriously, i just thought their bromance was kinda cute. if at any point they say that they're uncomfortable with the ships i'll take this down immediately. - basically just fluffy story uwu - contains cussing! - cover art by skeplxton

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.

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/

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