"But Clay- you don't understand I-" "Sir." His voice was low. George stilled, his heart beating in his mouth. "...what?" The taller strode forward, rocketing his large hand to wrap tightly around the others pale neck. George gasped for air as his hands grappled to be released. Dream could only smirk sickly, fingers tightening their grip. "Sir." George stiffened at the realisation. "It's Sir, to you." ----- OR: Dream is a university/college professor and George is failing his class... looks like he'll need to find another way to get a passing grade. +I swear there plot I swear - but this is a smut book. +Yes, all hail Dadza (Philza) as the head master. +the majority of the smp characters will be included +Tommy and tubbo appear but NO underaged weird minor shit !!!WARNING!!! THERE IS MATURE/ EXPLICIT CONTENT HERE! TRANSLATIONS : @kayawasfound for Arabic translation :) Started: 26/02/21 Finished: 25/08/21

george gets pressured to go to a party. where he meets clay, his brothers best friend. george gets sucked into a game of truth or dare where someone later starts playing with his emotions. was it all just a dare? or was everything real? DONT read if these topics are triggering!!! -mentions of alcohol/parties/swearing/smoking/underaged drinking

After George breaks his left hand and can't play Minecraft for awhile, many interactions between him and Dream seem to slowly change from the usual. Their flirting doesn't seem like just jokes anymore. cw//broken bones (not a lot of detail) word count: 16,353 ~ dreamnotfound story :] it's inspired by "Talk Like That" by Wallows the cover is by @ Callistop on Instagram and Twitter if any CC's are uncomfortable with this fic, I'll take it down :] 6/6/2021

THE FANART USED FOR THE COVER WAS NOT MADE BY ME I FOUND IT ON GOOGLE SO CREDIT TO WHO MADE IT! {George, Dream and Sapnap had known each other for years but have never met up in person, until now. George is leaving England and coming to Florida for the summer, little did they know it didn't run as smoothly as they expected} Regarding the fan art used as the cover, i found this on google so i am not aware who made it, however it says 'REDCODED_' in the corner so i assume that is the artist, possibly on twitter? Or some other platform, but i assume that's who made it so credits to them:)

4,336 miles. The distance between London and Orlando. George has never been so aware of it until now, helplessly listening to the white noise coming from Dream's mic. Dread pools in his stomach as his fingers stumble over the phone's keyboard, searching for a contact he hasn't thought about in months. It seems to take ages for the call to connect, but eventually George hears the groggy "hello" he's been waiting for. He takes a deep breath. "I think there's something wrong with Dream."

hi! this is a fanfic for #dreamnotfound, on the unlikely event that either dream or george sees this and asks me to take it down, i most definitely will. i'm not doing this to harass them in anyway i'm just bored and i hope this will distract me from personal events in my life, hope you all enjoy! this is also my first story warning may be NSFW content read on :)

⚠️TW⚠️ Mentions of suicide and attempts Complete✔️ George felt he had nothing to live for anymore, he drove to an tall empty bridge and leaned forward, only to be stoped... Get tf out of here I wrote this 2 years ago.