"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. //

Minecraft but irl?? 😳 Dream and George save the lost prince, Sapnap. A romance begins to bloom between Dream and Sap as the legend of Herobrine begins to unfold, stoping them from ever being together. What happens when you can't respawn? Previously under the name of "Unmasked" Completed on December 31st 2020 art cover by @asad_gayley and @that_one_gay_fuck on instagram !! -achievement- #1 dreamnap 12/11/2020 & 12/18/2020 ❦ Completed on 12/31/2020 ❦

Philophobia - the fear of being in or falling in love One tournament, one winner. Two princes, many secrets. One with a secret that he can't hide forever. Prince Clay has come of age and a tournament is being held for his hand in marriage. Prince George, along with every other prince and princess, received an invite for this tournament. But he wasn't like the other royals, George didn't want to marry... so he decided to take matters into his own hands and fail the tournament on purpose. What will happen when these two princes cross paths? Will their secrets be kept or spilled? Sneak peek: ------------- "Oh god," Clay breathed, "I want to kiss you so bad George." George couldn't move, his breath locking in his chest. He was frozen in fear, in fear of what could happen. "But I won't," Clay murmured, pulling George into his arms, "not... not yet." ------------- THIS HAS BEEN EDITED Also, I do NOT take credit for the cover! Artist: @_rosesoul_ (twitter) Possible TW: Swearing Alcohol (and a short mention of vomiting) Suggestive themes Dark topics Death Suicide Intrusive thoughts Sad ending :(

clay ainsley, hollywood's heartthrob actor. nicholas scott, equally as idolized as ainsley, one of the most celebrated actors in america. it's 1962 and liking boys is supposedly wrong, but the two can't help themselves when they meet each other through the industry. content warning: graphic depictions of sex and nudity & drug/alcohol use.

Karl is finding it more and more difficult to hide his feelings for his best friend, Sapnap. He's willing to risk it all for his chance at love, but does he really understanding just how much he's risking?

DC--- This is the sequel to Heatwaves tbhyourelame summary: After years of online calls, late night texting, and out of sync sleep schedules, Sapnap and George finally visit Florida. Dream's aspiration to truly know himself is met with the return of missed chances, and uncertainty. Placed in the dead center of his humid, overwhelming life, he and George are bound to confront the inevitable. "Has it rained?" George asks suddenly. Dream's thoughts snap away from the drifting green and cloudless sky, returning to earth once more. His lips part in silence. George's voice was soft when he'd uttered the words, and for a reason he cannot place, Dream finds himself glancing to the back of Sapnap's head before responding, "Since...summer?"

PLEASE do not report this. the original creator is tbhyourelame. This is a copy from a03. If you want to read more and dont want to wait for me to publish more chapters, please register an a03 account :) credits to the author: tbhyourelame. I WILL DELETE THIS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ Summary Dream has always held a gentle admiration for George, but when their nuanced friendship trickles into his sleeping mind, he awakens to a new world of conflicting emotions and longing. Lost in the midst of a heat wave, he continuously listens to a song that works itself in to the very core of his heartache. Floridian nights, unsent messages, spiraling infatuation, and terrible, terrible weather. A breath of frustration escapes George's lips. "I don't do that." "You do. It's okay," Dream says. He feels pinpricks of warmth building in his chest. The words rise up faster than he can temper, laced with soft honey, "you're so cute." The call falls silent. They heard it. The affection in the tone of his voice, different than usual, no trace of humor. The way it came from the hearth below his heart, glowing with secrecy and shame-for George, and George only. They had to have heard it. -inspired by the song "heat waves" by glass animals