THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK THREE --- What a wonderful little secret this was though. If you hadn't been able to follow the signs you would have never found it - a real travesty. Everything you could possibly need resided here in some form or another - feverfew sprang up in little bunches from the ground, accompanied by echinacea. Gingko trees around the place offered their leaves down to you in little bundles. If you hadn't known better, you would have thought someone had planted it all here... A rustle from the bushes behind you stopped your train of thought in its track, sending a shiver of panic down your spine. Your hand withdrawing from the bundle of milk thistle it had been about to grab, you slowly turned, mind filling with all a matter of wild animals that could be lurking in this wood. A pair of soft brown eyes peered out from one of the clumps of brush, staring directly at you.

You were never one for change. For half your life, all you've done is keep your head down and never reach up. But when you meet a ragtag revolutionary and his scrappy sidekicks, you realize that sometimes changing your view isn't such a bad thing. Even so, they're all fools if they think you'll ever lose sight of your true goal. ----- :: Dream SMP fem!reader insert :: Multiple romantic interests :: General trigger warnings: gore, cursing :: Updated every Friday :: Cover by @1800-TUBBO-SIMP :: Began November 4th, 2020 :: Incomplete

It's back, folks. :) Reuploaded, but improved, edited, and finished.

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

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.

༄ how long can a spark last, before it burns out? its the year 1984- and g has just started boarding school in america. he makes friends easily enough, but there's one boy who he just can't seem to get along with. once the two of them manage to overcome their differences, their friendship progresses into something george never knew he wanted, something he never thought he would find. something his father would never approve of. as the school year drags on and they're left to try and tackle all of the problems thrown at them, their bond then ends up becoming stronger than ever. but at what cost? ༄

༄ Dream is the lead guitarist in a band, George is just a boy who happens to be the one Dream falls for. Little does George know this isn't the first time he's ever encountered the man he will slowly come to love. - tws/cws at the start of each chapter !! :) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED please ask for permission before attempting to repost/ use/ make new works/ with any content from this book. please contact me to discuss further through tiktok - @amymayfarrell_ instagram - @amymayfarrell

zak regrets trolling darryl after he blocks him away of his life "i'm sorry," "it's okay. don't cry, muffin." **this book doesn't have any intention of disrespecting skeppy, bbh, and a6d. it is for the entertainment of people liking this ship of two amazing people and a great muffin.** warning: sensitive and maybe disturbing themes such as depression, anxiety, self hatred, ect. and ooc for the sake of the story. please don't read if you are easily triggered. OLIVIA IF YOU SEE THIS LEAVE RIGHT NOW

"seven minutes in heaven? more like seven HOURS in heaven!" or in which Zak didn't expect to spend the entire night of his 23rd birthday in Darryl's downstairs bathroom. - I respect the people my stories are based on, and therefore refuse to write smut.