DreamNotFound/Gream George and Clay have been best friends for a little over 2 years now, and George thinks he is starting to have feelings towards Clay, but there's too many things deal with, whether it's his home life or feelings in general. This book contains triggering subjects Not my cover art!! my writing gets better as the chapters go on, bear with me💀 #40- Dreamnotfound 10/15/20 #37- Dreamnotfound 10/16/20 1k-10k reads! 10/18/20- 11/21/20

Clay's fingers are slick with a thick dark liquid and his gun is missing from its holster. "George." He whispers, knife falling to the ground. "Get away from me." George sobs as he presses his back against the wall. "I'm sorry." Clay says softly, and grips George's collar with a white knuckled grip. ----------- NOT MY WORK!!! This is by 'purplesunsets' on Ao3 I put an Ao3 fic on here because lots of people don't know how to use it (me lol) or know about it :) COVER ART BY 'kornflaeke' ON TWITTER

The overwhelming chemistry between them and debilitating, omnipresent yearning for each other had grown to be too much for George and Dream to handle virtually. Discord calls and Minecraft worlds were only fabricated realities, after all. They had tolerated an agonizingly taxing and temptation-filled digital relationship long enough, will being together physically quench the pair's thirst for more? Warnings (such as smut) will come before chapters. Highest Ratings: #1 in au #2 in stars #2 in gayships #5 in consent #1 in consentissexy #38 in dnf This story will be removed the second George or Dream voice any discomfort in fanfictions/smut. Please read AN for more information.

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?"

Origin of Slenderman.