Dream just reached 3 million subs but is nervous about doing a face reveal. Maybe playing VR Minecraft with his friend George might help him to outcome his fear. But things do not work out as it was planned. [WARNING] Contains angst. Very soft DreamNotFound story. The romance between the two is heavily implied. [STARTED] June 5th 2020 [FINISHED] June 30th 2020

MAJOR CREDIT TO TBHYOURELAME ON AO3!!! (@heytherestilinski on wattpad) "You melt me, Clay. Like a flame atop a candle, you melt me until I'm gone. And it's all because of that stupid fanfiction... plaguing my mind for the rest of time. You're my heatwave, Dream- and this one shows no signs of passing." In which a young minecraft youtuber can't stop Heatwaves from plaguing his thoughts- he begins seeing his best friend as something new... ⚠️Sexual Themes, Alcohol Mentions⚠️ 1k Reads: 12/06/2020💙 5k Reads: 12/07/2020💙 10k Reads: 12/08/2020💙 15k Reads: 12/12/2020💙 20k Reads: 12/17/2020💙 30k Reads: 12/26/2020💙 50k Reads: 01/06/2021💙 100k Reads: 01/18/2021💙 500k Reads: 02/28/2021💙

❝𝘗𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩.❞ Book One of The Lost Souls Series ---------------------------- George isn't tempted by finding his soulmate. To him, it's just another ridiculous plot to get him killed. His life is hard enough, running from his hunter alone and inexperienced. You don't make many friends when you block everyone out. So when an outgoing dirty blonde gives him butterflies, George doesn't know what to do. There's something different about him: he's perfect. A little too perfect. But there's no truth here, there's only Perception. ---------------------------- Completed ✔️ No smut ✔️ Trigger warnings: Blood, violence, mentions of death, mild gore

flower boy was everything that he ever wanted. [lowercase intended!]

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.

It's one thing flying out to another country and spending a week in your best friend's home, but it's another thing if you're in love with said best friend. That's a whole different story, but luckily, that's what this story is about. -------- Cross-posted from AO3 under the same account name. My friend Pi drew the cover for me and I'm so blessed!!! Please check them out on Tumblr: https://prettyinaccurate.tumblr.com/ and/or Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/prettyinaccurate/

"why do you always do that?" he scoffed and looked at me in confusion, as if he didn't know what I meant. "do what?" "act like you care." ----------------------------------------------------------- !! i made the cover photo !! dreamwastaken x georgenotfound -this is fiction -respect them -clay=dream !! ik theyre cool with shipping, but if they were to ever express any type of discomfort with it i will take down this book without hesitation as well as my other books !! the last thing i want is to see them lose their friendship over this :(( pls be respectful to them and dont shove the ship in their faces, dont be weird in their streams and dont ask weird questions in their donos. its disrespectful and inconsiderate, theyre human beings. let them live <3

After a joke becomes a reality, George becomes an American citizen in a way he never thought he would: by marrying his best friend. It wasn't a big deal. The plan was that they'd get married, go through the whole citizenship process, and get George his green card. After that, they'd file for a divorce and it'd be like it never happened. However, their plan and their reality don't quite line up when their feelings begin to get involved. Started: August 29, 2020 Finished: October 19, 2020 #1 on lighthearted tag [x2] ❤️❤️ 11/8/20 WE HIT 100K READS!!!! 12/9/20 #14 dreamnotfound :,) 12/18/20 #1 ON GEORGENOTFOUND TAG :0 12/6/2020 WE HIT 200k READS!!!! 12/26/2020 WE HIT 300k READS!!!! 1/13/21 WE HIT 400k READS :0!!! 2/4/21 500K READSSSSS!!! 2/18/21 #3 on dnf tag :0 2/25/21 600K READS WHATTTTT!!!! 3/20/21 700K READS!!! 4/21/21 800K READS!!! 5/19/21 900K READS!!! 7/3/21 1 MILLION READS AHHHH!!!

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]

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. ||