18-year-old Dylan Reed is a junior at Evergreen High. He's an intelligent little thing regarding how he presents himself. This is his junior year, and like the years before, he doesn't plan on joining clubs, finding a relationship, or even getting involved in any school activity. He doesn't have a lot of friends and only hangs out with one girl next door, Daisy Kepley. His life suddenly takes a surprising turn when he is thrown into an unexpected job. Saving the school's newspaper team. To do that, he must conduct in-depth research on senior football player Christopher Wright's life and how the school's football team and general helped him throughout his stay. He's the quarterback, the hottest guy on campus, one of many popular students, and someone with a dark secret.

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. ||

Dream doesn't remember anything from last night. All he remembers is briefly talking to a guy he hadn't spoken to since high school about a bar, and after that.. Just nothing. When he woke up during what he thought was the morning after, he felt completely bodied; patchy facial hair covering his chin and the steady beeping of a heart monitor to his right annoying him persistently. Something bad must of happened, but what? When he had finally pushed himself into a siting position, loud noises surrounded him. They felt foggy for a moment, his ears. ringing as he looked around, his head hurting as he tried to remember. In a moment he was surrounded by familiar and relieved faces, making him smile. "Hey Nick.. Darryl.." He looked around, seeing that Zak and Wilbur were there too, surprisingly. There was someone else there though, an unfamiliar face. His smile was wide enough to show his gums, and while it was absolutely adorable, Dream felt an unexplained horrible emotion take root in his heart. "Who... Who are you?" |SOME BASIC WARNINGS; THIS STORY FEATURES AMNESIA AND TRAUMATIC EVENTS (THEY WILL HAVE TWS WHEN MENTIONED). IF THIS TRIGGERS YOU, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK.|

trigger warnings are at the beginning of chapters, please read them! i do not ship dream and george in real life, this fic is just for fun. if i'm asked to take this down by them i will do so immediately! that being said, enjoy the fic!

Clay (Dream ofc) has a rare condition where anyone who sees his face immediately falls in love with him, because of this he chooses to wear his iconic smiley face mask wherever he goes. Yes, he's tried to just wear his Dream merch hoodie over his head, but let's be honest, if you saw a mysterious guy with a perfect (admittedly stubbly) jawline and tufts of dirty blonde hair peeking from beneath a lime-green hood, you would turn your head. Oh, also there's George who's looking for his first love he met while on a family vacation in Florida, it's totally a random person and definitely not Dream.

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]

[College AU] Clay applied to college with the sole intention of escaping his family. He doesn't expect to join a gaming club, start failing his classes, and fall in love with his best friend, but then again, you never do. (title is a song by Julia Nunes) cross-posted to Ao3

George has issues. A lot of them, actually. His mother was diagnosed with cancer a couple years ago; his friends left him shortly after he'd suddenly vanished for two weeks, not responding to any messages or calls; and he was working two jobs a day - just to afford living here somehow. He felt as if he was all alone in the whole world - and almost everything made him feel absolutely gutted about it. So it's no surprise he felt the need to do something for it to go away. trigger warning! self-harm mentions

Yeah John and Alex are basically friends with benefits. • Highest ranks: #1 in Lams #1 in AlexanderHamilton

When Alexander wakes up with a flower behind his ear, he knows it means he's fallen in love. Curious to find who it is, he enlists the help of his friends and together they start looking. It can't be that hard... Right? (Story idea credit to Purple_Ghost_1782) Hey everyone, 2022 author here. Keep in mind this was written in like, 2017 or 2018, so there's a lot of things in here that are here simply because of the year that it was written. All the nicknames, phrases, couples, plots, etc. are all the way they are because that's what was popular at the time and I wrote this at 14. Now at 18, I check up on this occasionally just to see how it's doing, and I've noticed a lot of comments about these little things, so I thought I would add this note. I'm glad that people are still enjoying my work, even though this one is definitely shitty compared to my more recent works on AO3, but just keep in mind this is about five years old and is therefore going to be out of date with some fandom things. Especially since I am no longer in this fandom. Take care, and happy reading!