Sequel to Like Normal People Do. Being normal people isn't as easy as Clay and George once believed.

The obligatory musician x fan fic that nobody asked for. This is in no way meant to be taken seriously - all respect to the boys - and I will take it down if I'm asked to. If any of the boys read this then.... I hope you get a laugh out of it. Unofficial DNF chat, this one's for you. ------------------- George had been a fan of (Dream)ing Of The Disco for longer than anyone could remember. A6d's incredible guitar, BadBoyHalo's amazing backing vocals, Skeppy's jarring percussion and Dream's.... well, everything. George would claim to be unbiased vehemently, saying he loved each of the - very attractive, in his opinion - band boys equally but Nick could confidently tell you otherwise. Too many "but have you heard Dream's voice?" and "but Nick look at him!"'s haunted his dreams. Which was why he was currently walking to George's house, two backstage concert tickets tucked away safely, swearing to hold this over George's head forevermore. If only he could have know the chaos that would ensue.

Quarantine hit just as George flew into Jacksonville, Florida for a business trip. Usually, he and Clay met up once or twice to hang out before ultimately resuming their own lives. This time, though, George's hotel shuts down and his return flight gets cancelled in the midst of the pandemic. Thankfully, his best friend offers him a place to stay until everything blows over... but how long will it be until that happens? And what may the two be up to while the world around them is in disarray? Word Count: 50,455 (that's a novel!! >:0) At time of completion: 35K views 2K votes 3K comments #24 in Minecraft #4 in Gream #16 in Dream

George and Dream have always been good friends - bonding over plugins and Minecraft and YouTube. However, George begins to feel something...different. Different feelings for Dream. A feeling in the pit of his stomach when Dream calls out his name. George is afraid to admit this. How could he, anyway? NOTE: Contains a bit of angst and some violence

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When Dream feels his heart rate speed up at the end of George's Livestream, he knows he's too far gone. "This feels so wrong," George says and repeats. Dream clicks off the stream, the sounds of labored breathing filling the room as he tried to stem the panic he was feeling. The next day, after he had just barely dragged himself away from the edge of oblivion and heartache he would never return from, he felt the first tickle at the back of his throat. He coughed roughly, it sounded like he had fluid in his lungs or something. Pneumonia, maybe? But instead of coughing up mucus or phlegm, his eyes widened in shock at the taste of blood in is mouth. || Gream // DreamNotFound Hanahaki Story. There will be angst, slow burn, blood, vomiting, contemplation of suicide, anxiety attacks, and more. Do not read if this bothers you. You have been warned. ||

#1 minecraftyoutubers (06-21-2020 to 07-05-2020) #1 sfw (08-26-2020 to 10-08-2020) #1 thetrio (07-20-2020 to I forgot) #1 bromance (09-27-2020) Pictures are not mine! Credits to the rightful owners! Yes, this is a DreamNotFound/Gream fanfic. Warning ⚠️ (You have been warned.): Do not read the book if you do not like boyxboy. Do not read book if you are looking for smut, you'll just be disappointed. Do not read book if you don't like fantasy and romance. Do not read book if you want a pErFeCt book, we don't do that here. ♡★♔♚♚♔★♡ Text on Cover: A trip to paradise gone wrong. A major turn of events got them to realize and show their true colors. But will things really go back to normal? ♡★♔♚♚♔★♡ George, Dream, Sapnap and Bad won in a Minecraft team competition and received a two-week trip to a remote island all for themselves. Everybody was so blinded by the hype of getting two weeks of tropical paradise that they forgot to do their research properly. Well, atleast it was worth it in the end. ♡♡♡ Join our discord: https://discord.gg/62wkrCW

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]

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."