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i would not know where to drop the knife

on ao3

8.7 k | Rated T

Tags: passing of time and anniversaries and the way you celebrate being alive. Established Relationship. Domestic fluff. Light angst.

Time melts and slips from George's fingers.

written for bella @fujogie's end of summer fic exchange heyyy @sappymix1. second chance is better?

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dreaming with eyes wide open

rated t | 13.3k words

tags: singer dream, touring, non linear narrative, mutual pining, childhood friends to lovers, angst, getting together

At some point in every child’s life, they dream big. They dream of stages and cameras and people calling their name. They dream of fame and money and pet ponies and dinosaurs. They earn a two dollar allowance and think they’re rich. Dream has the biggest dreams George has ever seen. It’s how he got his nickname. He dreams of billboards and movies and videos and books and plays and every sort of fame he can get his hands on. He dreams big enough for the both of them, telling George of all the things they’d do as they sit in front of the 7-Eleven with cheap snow-cones dripping syrup down their fingers. George loves listening to him.

or, dream and george falling in love over years of their life and following the dreams they had as kids

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this fic was written for @grandtheftgoose for the dnf summer fic exchange :D i used most of your prompts for this, I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!! im so sorry this was soooo late the procrastination hit HARD ive spent the past several hours writing i hope it was worth it :')

thank you to @fujogie for hosting, it was a lot of fun and i can't wait to read the rest of the fics :))

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every night has its day (so magical)

dnf

rated T, 8k, 1/1

for @moonthreadsz

Dream grins. “Probably. Are you going to ask what we’re doing here?” “I was thinking about it. Took a lot of restraint, actually, to not ask. You should be proud of me.” “You’re so strong George, I don’t know how you do it,” Dream brings a hand to his chest as if clutching his heart. “Teach me.” “Can’t really be taught, sorry. I’m like, virtuous or whatever. Saintly,” George snorts at his own words. “But you should tell me now. Since we don’t have anything else to do. I guess.” Dream takes a breath. Glances to the counter, as if hoping the smoothie will be ready to distract George, but the blender is still whirring away. “A tattoo. I want to get one.”

or, dream is always busy, busy, busy. george takes the leap when offered the chance and follows dream wherever they may go

written for the end of summer fic exchange :DD ty @fujogie for hosting :3 and ty to @livingproofoftbd and @promise-me-moon for emotional support and beta reading <3 (in that order)

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no grave can hold my body down

dnf fic | rated e | 10k wc | soulmate au | timeloop

“I just –” Dream continued. “It’s just I really hoped it wouldn’t happen again.” He scoffed then, tone rising in intensity with every breath he took. “It’s not fucking fair. Soulmates are supposed to have this amazing thing getting to experience their happiest memory together when they first touch.” There was an anger, a hatred, a passion in Dream’s words that George just couldn’t meet. He felt somber as the sentence left his lips: “Us touching for the first time is one of our happiest memories.” It hadn’t fully clicked until he’d said it out loud.

Or, all Dream and George have ever known is intimacy without touch.

@fujogie's end of summer fic exchange fic for @invinciblelikeu YAYYYY i hope u like it <3

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and the waves come crashing down

dnf fic | rated e | 9k words | sexuality discovery

written for @dnfity as part of the end of summer dnf exchange <33

summary:

The shift into realization can’t be boiled down to a single moment. It’s a series of moments over months and months and months, and maybe it goes back further than he can even remember. It starts with George ghosting him, and it starts again with meeting George for the second time. It starts with George agreeing to put his livelihood on the line to help him chase an unlikely dream, and it starts with hours long Discord calls where he unknowingly grows fonder and fonder of George with time. It starts with looking at a sweaty George in a fucking Minecraft video, of all things, and thinking oh. I want him. And from there, it’s looking back at all the moments leading up to this realization, and wondering how he didn’t notice before now, or if maybe he just didn’t have the words to put to it until he’d spent enough time on the internet.

Or, Dream and sexuality.

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creation myth

by wooowriter

Summary:

The numbers tick up, slowly at first, but with speed increasing by the moment like a foot pressed harder and harder against a gas pedal. Views, subscribers, likes, followers. The numbers tick up outside too, article after article detailing the spread, the infected, the little that’s known. COVID and the shutdowns it brings.

The world changes. It doesn’t stop changing and, in the centre of it all, is Dream.

It’s Dream and his shape in the corner of the couch while George scrolls apartment listings, chiming in to remind him there’s no rush but he should maybe have a couple options so you can jump on them right away when everything’s, like, normal again. There’s always an unsung if things are ever normal again. And it’s Dream in the doorway of his room and filling his headphones with laughter and ideas and dumb jokes, filling his chest with warmth and familiarity and comfort. A constant, as reliable as his own shadow.

Or, George moves to America pre-pandemic.

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daisies, daisies

by snowdreamr

Summary:

“Good morning,” Dream says, rubbing sleep away from his eyes. The movement rides his shirt up by his waist, letting a sliver of skin show. “Happy Valentine’s day. Did you take your birth control?” George nods, even though Dream can’t see him. He rests his elbows on the table and his chin in his hand. “Just did,” he says, for good measure. His eyebrows shoot up. “Why? Have any plans for today?”

On secrecy and patience. On learning how to embrace the unexpected.

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make a scene (it's your set)

by dangergranger & shadeofblue (jarofhearts)

Summary:

It didn’t sit right with George that Dream would be punished because of something he had done. What would be the harm, anyway, if they let people believe it? "If it will get you that much shit, then just don't tell them,” he said. “Things blow over eventually, right?" Dream cocked his head to the side. "What do you mean, not tell them? They think we're together - this is not something I can push under the rug.”George gestured aimlessly with his hand. It made perfect sense to him. "Why not? I mean, people do it all the time. No comment. Plausible deniability."

Or: George goes partying, sleeps with a guy named Clay, and takes an adorable selfie with his cat that kinda breaks the internet. A few days later, Dream enters the picture.

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lovesick (all over your bed)

by starsgaze (snowdreamr)

Summary:

“And— there we go!” Dream says again, a childish smile evident in his tone. George can’t help but smile too, even chuckle faintly, giving his state away. Dream’s hands fall from his sides. “You— ugh, you’re awake?”

George face-plants right into Dream’s chest, limbs heavy with tiredness, as a groan emerges from the depths of his chest. “No. ‘M asleep. Mimimi…”

“You were awake this whole time?” Dream asks. George hums a lazy affirmation. “And you didn’t think of letting me know so I didn’t have to walk you to the room?”

“Mm. No,” George argues. “I like it when you walk me.”

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there is a glorious sunrise

by jack_not_found

Summary:

Every evening, right before dinnertime, Dream shows up at his door with a giant smile and an invitation to join him for dinner, and no matter how many times George begs off–usually using work as an excuse, taking advantage of the fact that Dream has no idea what he actually does for his job–Dream keeps coming back. He feels bad turning him down, and a voice in his head that sounds a lot like his mother reminds him that he can’t hide away from his problems forever, but at this point, it almost feels like he’s too late. Like he’s said no so many times that agreeing would turn into some huge deal and it would be uncomfortable and George would have to move again.

or, george moves to florida on a whim to escape a painful breakup. instead, he finds a place he can call home and a person who shows him how to be happy again.

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The Search For His Goddess

by Dayglade

Summary:

Poseidon and Aphrodite always play this game, making themselves mortal and trying to find each other. Thousands of years later, you'd think they'd have tired of it by now...

As a human, Poseidon-- or as he's more commonly known, Dream-- spends his days playing Minecraft and making videos with his friends. He's more-or-less made peace with the knowledge that he won't be seeing his goddess any time soon, but who needs her when he has his online friend George to gush over and secretly pine for?

Or Dream is Poseidon and George is an asshole

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COME BACK BBG PLEASE 😭

IM SORRY ILL POST ONE RN

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Yours to Keep

by snowdreamr

Summary:

“Hi,” Dream says, smiling without teeth. “Who are you?”

Mark frowns, eyes flicking between the two men like he thinks he missed a chapter or two. George can’t blame him. “Uh— I’m Mark.”

George beats Dream to talk. “This is my friend I told you about,” he explains, leaning further into Dream, purposely avoiding his eyes. He feels the grip on his waist tighten. “Guess I found him.”

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Siren Eyes (Epic Skies)

by MoniFoundLove

Summary:

The boy is looking back at him from across the cove. His eyes are dark, pupils narrow like a cat's. His ears are slightly pointed but mostly human in appearance and in his mouth, held between two rows of very, very sharp and white fangs, a fish.

He watches Dream for a second more before ducking his head and diving into the darkness below. Before he disappears fully, a fanned tail surfaces and slaps the water. The birds and fish return to pick up the scraps George left behind.

or, DNF but it's siren!George

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imagine being loved by me

by voided_space

Summary:

George has always been warned to keep away from the woods, the ancient magic lurking there swallows travellers into its depths and never lets them go. It becomes hard to stay away when a stranger with a shock of curly, honey-coloured hair catches his interest, and a name kept secret may be the only thing preventing George from falling prey to the faes' tricks.

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a lot of my future is your future

by thiswasamistake (percabethfeelsfandom)

Summary:

In a tell-all exclusive interview, Dream tells the story of what happened to the Dream Team, who, after years of working and living together, have barely been seen in the same room as each other.