George has a chronic illness. He won't admit it to anyone, not even himself, but he's always known something was wrong with him. But he pushes those feelings aside; he makes jokes about how he sleeps constantly, and tries to go vegan over quarantine in order to feel better. ~ After a hastily planned trip to meet up in the US, George quickly falls apart in front of his friend's eyes when he is finally forced to reconcile his multiple chronic illnesses, depression, and feelings for his Dream. ____________ In which George has an undiagnosed Chronic Illness crossposted to ao3 under the same name

-Saving You- Dream moved away from the Dream Team home for a short break, seeking alone time to expand his creativity. You've lived in the apartment above him for three years now with your not so pleasant boyfriend. How will your paths cross? How far will Dream go to save you from your boyfriends grasp? -Saving Us- Focused on Y/n's journey of self healing and learning to accept love. Being so used to pain and agony how will Y/n find herself when she's put into a brand new world of love and kindness? This story contains sensitive topics such as: abuse, self harm, miscarriage, blood and occasional swearing. Please read at your own discretion, you know your triggers, I do not. <this is a short story based off of a one shot>

Dream × Fem!Reader (The Darkest Minds AU) (Complete) === In a post-apocalyptic world where kids who survive a fatal disease are given freak abilities are segregated and put into "rehabilitation" camps. What will happen when a Red posing as a Green escapes and meets a Yellow in the woods who was in hiding? What will happen when they then begin to fall for each other whilst they are on the move, hiding from bounty hunters? === Content warnings: Smoking, violence, gore, child abuse, and guns. Total words: 35,952 Based off of The Darkest Minds series by Alexandra Bracken. Art credit: Instagram - @ codiicronk Twitter - @ codiichronicles

You met Clay, George and Nick when you were all 6 years old. Over the years, they've all developed crushes on you. In your last year of high school, the easy-going friendship gets complicated. Which one will win your heart? Dream Team x Reader🤍 *Credit to whoever made the beautiful fanart!💗*

Highest Ranks: #1 in They Both Die At The End 2/4/19 #1 in population control 2/4/19 #3 in distress- 8/2/18 #22 in short story collection- 1/1/19 |~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~| This story is by Adam Silvera. The cover is owned by Adam Silvera. • Stories may include spoilers. Reading They Both Die At The End beforehand is recommended, but not necessary to enjoy the book. |~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~| Within this book are one-shots that I wrote about TBDATE (I.e. certain characters get endings, an epilogue, theories that I have, etc.) and a story (description below) called The Afterlife in which Rufus and Mateo are taken on crazy adventures. |~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~|~~~| It was silent up here. Everything looked so peaceful down below, it was easy to imagine a world where nobody fought. Peace settled over my heart. "Yo, are you seeing this?" Rufus's voice crackled through the earpiece. I looked over at his hang glider and smiled warmly. "Yeah. It's beautiful." "Not as beautiful as you." I snorted, although that's exactly what I had been thinking about him. "Yeah, right. This place is more beautiful than everybody." 'Except you,' I wanted to add. "I was 'flirting', Mateo." "Right. My bad." He didn't respond. I listened to his breath and watched the beauty of The Afterlife go by... • The Afterlife seemed perfect at first. They were with their families again, they had an unlimited supply of activities to do, and they didn't have to worry about anything. That is, they didn't have to worry about anything until a mysterious girl showed up at their door with a note, telling them not to trust anyone and to find someone named Vincenzo Moretti... They had two options: Ignore the note and go make out in their new hot tub; or find Vincenzo and figure out what the hell was going on. Only, it wasn't that simple; after all, the entire fate of The Afterlife now rested upon their shoulders. Xoxo Bella L.