Noun. philocaly (uncountable) The love of beauty. --- A strong friendship, years of jokes and playing around until a sudden urge enlightens him. What the hell was going on in his mind, and why did these feelings for his best friend appear all of a sudden? Will meeting up change everything? --- I'm well aware both Dre...
It's one thing flying out to another country and spending a week in your best friend's home, but it's another thing if you're in love with said best friend. That's a whole different story, but luckily, that's what this story is about. -------- Cross-posted from AO3 under the same account name. My friend Pi drew the co...
Anyway, back to George-the beautiful, stunning, amazing, perfect, one-of-a-kind cheer captain. He was kind of a dick. There was no denying that. Not even Dream could say otherwise, no matter how hard he tried. George was a dick. He was mean, he was unfriendly, and he made sure things went his way, or no one's way at a...
There was only so much time for self-loathing before the time dragged its way to the right one, before the right name on his screen lit up and told George that it was time to stop thinking. theboyofyourdreams is live! ~ George makes a habit of pretending someone is Dream. Maybe he's setting himself up to take a fall...
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 hu...
oneshots of dream and george, aka dreamnotfound :) this is just for fun! feel free to leave requests if you'd like. there is NSFW in here so beware!! :] all of these are cross posted to my ao3 (honkdaddyy) so yeah :]
"You did good." Oh god his accent. "I don't think I've seen you race that well before." Dream looked over to him, raising an eyebrow amidst his prideful grin. "You've come to my races before?" - Dream likes to race for the rush of adrenaline, and George looks so pretty when he waves the starting flags. - Accelerate wa...
"I promise you. I promise I'll come back." He promises, George thinks wistfully. He promises such a thing- to offer George with his word on something, to uphold it. It's as if he's saying that he'll give the world to him, just for him. But somewhere is the lingering thought in George's mind is that he won't come back...