What happens to Tommy when his brother blows L'manburg up? Sight, touch, smell, taste, and hearing. Hearing... Start: 4/4/21 End: 7/21/21

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]

In this world, when you turn 16 you head headphones that allow you to speak to your soulmate. (yes this is from the tiktok povs) ty so much for almost a quarter of a million views, this is truly incredible. And I'm sorry for the extremely slow updates, i've just been focusing on other things and have forgotten. I'm not planning to discontinue the book though.

George is hopelessly in love with Clay, but he doesn't know how to express his feelings. Clay is concerned and confused about why his friend is avoiding him. High school first love, plus a sprinkling of drama. Dreamnotfound, Skephalo... If you enjoy a slowburn, you'll like this one. ___ High school AU (Contains other Minecraft Youtubers) ___ TW // blood, panic attacks, PTSD, gun violence, anxiety, swearing, sexual references, underage drinking. It's a hoot __ Thank you so much everyone for 1 Mil reads! Feb 2, 2021. It's unbelievable, thank you guys <3 #1 in homosexual April 25, 2021 I feel accomplished even tho its kinda a dumb thing lmao

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞 - 𝗦𝗟𝗢𝗪 𝗨𝗣𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗦 ( dream x oc ) this book is written by @sharedcigarette

"Did you know a robot's dick is ten times harder than a normal dick? Let's test that out." #4 in FANFICTION✓ [The fanart is NOT mine. It belongs to the original owner.] Original owner of fanart: @BTS_ON_CANVAS on twitter! © sujinniie 2019-2020 ✓

Y/n was a normal girl who lives just outside the city in a rural area, she helped her friend run her horse ranch. She liked the peaceful life, but one day that will all change... when her best friend go missing she is determined to find her! She is faced with the man who she knew as a myth. The Hunter that never stops hunting. What will she do next? New cover art by: Nyangorogoro030303 (on insta and wattpad) Photo cover by: Chicheesticks on Instagram

- when y/n, a proud and loyal warrior for l'manburg, realises her role in this war is a lot bigger than she thought, where will she lay her priorities? a dream x (fem)reader fic 💚 (very much a slow-burn) dream smp au if dream or anyone from the smp group find this story and are uncomfortable with it, please let me know! the last thing i'd want to do is to weird you guys out <3 tw: language, gore, arson, graphic desc, violence started: 15/10/20 art cover credit: b_puppers on twt <3

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

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