Five slammed his butter knife into the table, not breaking eye contact with their father, unable to see everyone's horrified stares. Y/n tore her eyes away from him to the knife that had landed not far from her hand. "I have a question." Five stated bitterly, letting go of the knife that jutted out of the table. "Knowledge is an admirable goal, but you know the rules. No talking during mealtimes. You are interrupting Herr Carlson." Reginald dismissed turning back to his meal. Their father's unwillingness to listen or care made Five's blood boil. He pushed his plate away and turned back to their father. "I want to time travel." Five demanded threateningly. Their father looked at him unalarmed at his outburst. "No." He said, no longer entertained by the matter not that he shown he was before. Just him replying to Five was enough for everyone to feel shocked. "But I'm ready. I've been practicing my spatial jumps, just like you said." Five argued appearing beside their father. "See?" He gestured to himself as proof. Reginald didn't even look up from his plate, unamazed with Five's gift. "A spatial jump is trivial when compared with the unknowns of time travel. One is like sliding along the ice, the other is akin to descending blindly into the depths of the freezing water and reappearing as an acorn." Reginald said waving a hand. Everyone went back to their meals and Five looked angrily at them before locking eyes with Y/n, who gave him a pleading look. She hoped he would just sit down before the situation escalated. "Well, I don't get it." Five mumbled. "Hence the reason you're not ready." Reginald replied. "I'm not afraid." Five countered. "Fear isn't the issue. The effects it might have on your body, even on your mind, are far too unpredictable. Now, I forbid you to talk about this anymore." Reginald said turning to Five. Five shook his head before turning to run. "Number Five!" Y/n quickly stood going after him. "Number Eight!"

Bad, Sapnap, Dream and George made a decision to live together. All through ups and downs, they stick together even when things take turns for the worst. story contains themes of - - nsfw -self harm -abusive relationships -suicide -alcohol -bad eating habits

George doesn't have feelings for Dream. They're literally just friends... right? Warning: Includes... ahem, smut. P.S. This is meant to be a book for me to practice writing smut, will obviously include plots n shit. Also, Dream and George have said themselves that they're okay with shippers, HOWEVER, if at any moment they express discomfort with fanart or fanfiction of DNF, this will be taken down 1 - #consentissexy - [2/19/2021] 2 - #dnf - [2/24/2021] 2 - #gream - [2/24/2021] 1 - #dreamnot found - [2/24/2021] :D

GeorgeNotFound and Dream have been online friends for years, and one day George moves to The United States for his mother's job, and just so happens to be in Florida. At his new school he meets the flirty school jock named Clay, what could possibly go wrong..? [high school au] [No one has shown faces online, just for the purpose of this fanfic] THE COVER ART IS NOT MINE, I did in fact add the title, but other than that, it's completely not mine. This story will be in 3rd person POV unless I say otherwise:)

Clay and George both go to a large high school. Clay is a stereotypical star of the football team, always surrounded by girls, incredibly popular, you get the deal. And George, fairly quiet, considered a nerd by anyone who considers him at all. Little does the entire school know, the famous youtuber they all ogle over, NotFound, is the same brunette they bully on a daily basis. Soon though, a simple sticky note would change Georges quiet life by a landslide. I update at least once a day sometimes twice lmao, usually around 1000-1500 words. As far as writing style I kinda like to stick to the plot? As in if something is happening then it is related to the plot, no unimportant random stuff. TW; LOTS of cursing, some lime, not anything crazy tho