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

{COMPLETED} When Dream comes to London to surprise George, George can't help but wonder about the new feelings bubbling up inside. Is it normal to feel your heart speed up and tingles shoot down your spine every time your best friend makes even the slightest contact with you? And if he did actually like him, could that ruin their friendship? disclaimer: this was written in may 2020 and i like to think i've vastly improved my writing since then, read at your own risk but don't judge me haha

Dream and George are just vibing on minecraft with voice chat when someone interrupts George. George 'mutes' his mic but unknowingly misclicks, allowing Dream to hear everything. What Dream heard that day forced him to lie straight through his teeth to his closest friend. (I know, sounds cliche af lol) - ❕WARNING❕ This fic has: -Homophobia -Mentions of abuse -Threats -Things you should never do(arson, running away from home, etc.) -Some sort of angst ): - ABSOLUTELY NO SMUT ò_ó - Cover art by me - Keep in mind that all my shipping is respectful and of course if the cc say it's fine-- also purely for fun-- don't ever harass or be up in their faces about ships Only one ship in here as well- everyone else here is just friends Written coz I think the ship dynamic would be pretty pog imo - Started: September 5, 2020 Finished: October 15, 2020 - #2 in What for a long time XD wth #1 in wth 14/2/21

For the past two years, the only dreams George has had the pleasure of having were horrible, horrible nightmares. These nightmares always had five things in common. In every one, each and every person he cared about died in an excruciatingly painful way. In every one, George was tied up, and there were lacerations all across his chest that bled but didn't hurt. In every one, there was someone cackling in the background. In every one, there was something there. Something he could never remember the details of when he woke up. And lastly, that something would always lick his wounds slowly, savoring his blood and fear before whispering a promise in his ear. "I'll see you soon, Georgie." [DREAM NOT FOUND FIC, INSPIRED BY WIZARDSTOVE'S DREAM DEMON DESIGN]

After Clay and George meet up in Orlando Clay starts acting different, but can George notice before it's to late? Does George know what to do? Is George fine or is he just good at pretending like it? This story was inspired by the song Tired by beabadoobee :) *This story does/will contain swearing* Should be sfw for most if not all of the story Tags: #4 in ed 4/4/21 #22 in crying 3/9/21 #34 in writing 3/17/21 #40 in mlm 2/13/21 #86 in eating disorders 1/29/21 Reads: 1K: 2/13/21 2K: 2/26/21 3K: 3/7/21 5k: 3/17/21 6k: 3/23/21 7k: 3/29/21 8k: 4/4/21 9k: 4/10/21 (republished 5/11/21) 10k: 5/11/21 11k: ? 12k: ? 13-19K: 5/31/21 IN ONE DAY 19-27K: 6/1/21 ONE DAY AGAIN WTF 28-4K: ? 35K: 6/5/21 39K: 6/8/21 45K: 6/14/21 48K: 6/20/21 50K: 6/25/21!!! TYSM 70K: 9/2/21 OMG WHAT

The overwhelming chemistry between them and debilitating, omnipresent yearning for each other had grown to be too much for George and Dream to handle virtually. Discord calls and Minecraft worlds were only fabricated realities, after all. They had tolerated an agonizingly taxing and temptation-filled digital relationship long enough, will being together physically quench the pair's thirst for more? Warnings (such as smut) will come before chapters. Highest Ratings: #1 in au #2 in stars #2 in gayships #5 in consent #1 in consentissexy #38 in dnf This story will be removed the second George or Dream voice any discomfort in fanfictions/smut. Please read AN for more information.

"george what's the new subgoal going to be?" dream questioned. - "chat i'm not gonna read fanfiction as a subgoal.."

"But Clay- you don't understand I-" "Sir." His voice was low. George stilled, his heart beating in his mouth. "...what?" The taller strode forward, rocketing his large hand to wrap tightly around the others pale neck. George gasped for air as his hands grappled to be released. Dream could only smirk sickly, fingers tightening their grip. "Sir." George stiffened at the realisation. "It's Sir, to you." ----- OR: Dream is a university/college professor and George is failing his class... looks like he'll need to find another way to get a passing grade. +I swear there plot I swear - but this is a smut book. +Yes, all hail Dadza (Philza) as the head master. +the majority of the smp characters will be included +Tommy and tubbo appear but NO underaged weird minor shit !!!WARNING!!! THERE IS MATURE/ EXPLICIT CONTENT HERE! TRANSLATIONS : @kayawasfound for Arabic translation :) Started: 26/02/21 Finished: 25/08/21

Pain. Hurt. Desire; Things you can't easily see on the outside. Meeting his friends for the first time, Clay didn't know what to expect. Friendships seem like an easy thing to grasp; especially over video games and voice chats. But friendships can especially be hard to handle, especially if you develop new feelings for someone. Although the worst part; you think they don't love you back, but you don't know why. And no matter how hard you try, Some things seem impossible to change. [CURRENTLY ON GOING]

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. ||