George was a ghost whisperer, he ignored lost ghosts, pretending as if he was still normal. An ability he hated. When George moves into a new house and yells at what he assumes is a thief, he soon realises said thief is actually a ghost. Now The ghost, Dream, desperately needs his help to fix things he left broken after he died.

Highschool AU / DNF Clay and George are 18 years old and apart of the same friend group at school, the most popular and well known group of guys. However, they seem to always compete for that top spot in which the rest of the group would seek approval from. Will their feud turn into something more? Or will personal lives change their views on the situation. Hi! This is my first story:) It's a slow burn I will only be posting the TWs in the beginning so read carefully, I will NOT post them at the start of each chapter. TWs: Abuse Smut / Sexual acts Fighting Blood Sexual Assault / Rape Name Calling Underage Drinking / Smoking 7/8/22 #2 in dnf wtf thank you!! 18/8/22 #2 in dreamnotfound :) 18/8/22 #6 in fanfiction 25/9/22 #4 in myct

George's simple life soon becomes terrifying as he becomes the primary victim of a cyber-stalking case and is left confused with hidden messages from the faceless painter, Dream. In a tale where love is used as a weapon and trust is left hanging by a thread, George is left to wonder if he lost control of his actions and is now allowing his emotions to rule his life?

#dnf cover art: YU1XAKII Clay has gone through the last few years of his life dealing with his toxic girlfriend JJ. He also has a lot of built up unspoken feelings about his best friend George. His weird behavior has become more noticeable as time goes on. Throughout this story Clay tries to deal with his mentally abusive girlfriend, and his newfound feelings for his best friend. best rank: 🥇1st on #dnf (still in shock ty!)

"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. //

Y/n macht ein Austauschjahr nach Mexico und hat sogut wie keine erwartungen. Aber dann lernt sie ihn kennen und alles ändert sich.. Die Geschichte ist btw am Anfang nicht sehr gut, wird aber immer besser) •Spicy Szenen werden angekündigt :)•

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]

George looked up as he slung the body over his shoulder, turning to the river so as to dispose of it. But a sight shook him to the core, and he stood, jaw dropped as he watched a man on the other side of the river turn to face him, holding a body as well. Well, that's new. #9 DNF - 10/7/21 #1 DREAMNOTFOUND - 1/6/22 #8 DNF - 1/12/22

It was supposed to be a joke. No Nut November was just a stupid challenge that idiotic people took too seriously. Unfortunately Dream was one of those people, and now the idea was stuck in his head. Last a whole month without any release. It was funny to George, how crazy serious Dream took the whole ordeal. And he continued to find the humor in it, until Dream told him that he was too weak to last. It ticked George off to no extent, and he was determined to prove that he was the strong one out of the two. Even if he had to get his hands dirty in the process. * * * THIS IS SATIRE DON'T COME FOR ME PLEASE !!