George must role-play through a wedding of dream and Fundy and pretend not to be jealous as he watches his love with someone else. This is a dreamnotfound fanfic. Includes a lot of the dream smp players but mostly revolves around Dream and George. If anyone reads this enjoy. - also this is based on events from Fundy a...
George is suffering alone in his flat in London while his friends are across the world in America with no clue what is happening. Can they help George before it's too late. Can they pick up the broken pieces before they all fall apart. Will dream be able to admit how he feels before he's gone forever. Trigger warning...
72,452 words "you tingle my heart strings dream, you vibrate them, you twirl them between your fingers like the most delicate yarn, you move them in ways i didnt think they could" "how so?" "you play them gently like a violin yet at times you pull them harshly as if you're falling searching for something to grip onto...
in which dream would rather die a painful death by petals for his love, rather than pretend like it doesn't exist. and his love, george, has no idea. no smut | hanahaki | heavy topic of death
"I promise you. I promise I'll come back." He promises, George thinks wistfully. He promises such a thing- to offer George with his word on something, to uphold it. It's as if he's saying that he'll give the world to him, just for him. But somewhere is the lingering thought in George's mind is that he won't come back...
Dream learns three things when a man falls out of the sky and lands in front of him: 1. Normalcy is relative. 2. Guardian angels exist, and he has one named George. 3. He really needs to come up with better pick-up lines.