#AND THEN I JUST WANT DREAM GEORGE AND SAPNAP TO JUST BE HAPPY FRIENDS AGAIN AND NOT TRYINF TO KILL EACH OTHER

[pennotfound]

George hates editing videos, and he's always been able to sweet-talk his best friend into either helping him or doing it all himself.

Surely a little cold won't stop that, right?

The Art of Procrastination

“George!” Dream knocked on his office door and George jumped a little, dropping the Rubix cube he'd been working on for the past hour.

Quickly he wiggled his computer mouse to refresh the screen, just in case Dream decided to barge in.

He did. Of course he did.

The door only opened a crack before a stack of boxes from LA stopped it.

“George.” Dream let out a little grunt as he pushed harder on the door to move the boxes. “You need…” He buried his mouth in the inside of his elbow and coughed. “You need to unpack these boxes.”

“I know.” George shrugged as he stood up and moved the stack out of the way. “And I will. Eventually. I just need someone to help me. I'm no good at decorating, you know that.”

“Did you ask my mom?” Dream stepped around a few more boxes and settled on a stool. “She did mine and helped Sapnap with his. I'm sure she'd be happy to help you with yours.”

“I'm… I don't want to bother her.” George half-lied. Truth was, he knew if he decorated his office he'd have nothing holding him back from streaming. And he just wasn't ready yet.

Dream understood and didn't press further, which George was thankful for.

Instead, Dream leaned closer to the monitor, then rolled his eyes and shook his head. “I thought you were editing. That's what Sapnap said.”

“I am.” George lied again, but this time Dream crossed his arms and leaned on the desk.

“George, Sapnap and I have been telling everyone during our spaces and streams that you've been busy editing.” Dream reached for the mouse and George lunged to swat it away.

“I… I am.” George said, determined to convince his best friend.

Dream knew him better than that.

“Okay, okay.” George sighed in defeat and slumped into his chair. “So I've been procrastinating a little. I was hoping you could edit them. Because you're just sooo good at it.”

“George, I know you can do this.” Dream countered. “You edited your meetup vlog in one day and that was much longer.”

“Please?” George whined, sticking out his lower lip and giving Dream his best puppy dog eyes.

“You know that's not working on me.” Dream gave George's chair a little kick, then covered his mouth as another round of coughs shook his chest. “I'm immune to your…. Your fucking wiles.”

“Probably the only thing you are immune to.” George mumbled as he swiveled in his chair.

“What was that?”

“Nothing.”

“Whatever.” Dream let out a long sigh. “How about this? If you help me and Sapnap fix the issue with his video, then I'll help you with yours.”

“I don't even know if I can, though.” George replied. “He told me about the problem and as far as I can tell, it's beyond my abilities.”

“Dude.” Dream raised his hands in frustration. “I thought you were like, an expert at that stuff.”

“Even I have my limits.” George shrugged. “So about my video…”

“I'm not doing it!”

“But Dreeeaam….”

“I mean it, George.” Dream coughed again, so violently this time that his entire body shook. “I'm not… I'm not.... gonna be... your little…. your little simp.”

“Oh my God, Dream.” George recoiled, pushing his chair away. He wanted to comfort Dream, really he did. But even he had his limits. “Maybe you should leave, before you cough all over my setup and get me sick.”

“You mean like this?” Dream raised his head, smirked and leaned in to press a big wet kiss to George's cheek.

“Ewww! Dream, what the… ewwww!” George stood up and ran into his attached bedroom to scrub his face clean of Dream’s germ warfare.

A low chuckle sounded from in George's office, interspersed with coughs. “Then I guess… I guess I'll leave… you to your editing.”

A few moments later, the door clicked shut.

Damn it.

George blindly reached for a towel to dry off his face, then opened the cabinet and pulled out a canister of Clorox wipes.

If he was going to edit, he needed to disinfect everything first.

Several hours later, George leaned back in his chair while a surge of dopamine rushed through his veins. He had to admit, editing was easier than he thought once he started. He was even able to help Sapnap with his problem.

Double dopamine.

He picked up his phone to text Dream, and immediately he remembered that Dream was probably asleep. Or trying to sleep.

Remorse crept over George's skin and he slumped in his chair. He really shouldn't have whined to Dream so much earlier. Especially with Dream being sick. It was… well, it was insensitive.

He needed to make it up to Dream.

And he knew just how to do it.

Fifteen minutes later, George closed the front door after bringing the bag inside that the Doordash driver had left there. Then, with his laptop in his other arm, he walked down the hall to Dream’s room. George set the bag down and tucked the laptop under his arm before picking up the bag again and opening the door.

“Dream.” George whispered through his mask into the darkness while the ceiling fan whirred overhead. “Dream, are you awake?”

A groan sounded from the bed, after which Dream rolled over and coughed into his elbow. “I am now. And why are you in here? I already said no.”

“That's not why I'm here, idiot.” George shook his head as he approached the bed. He set the laptop on the comforter next to Dream, then opened up the bag.

“Wait.” Dream sat up, then reached for the bowl in George's hands. “is that… chicken noodle? From Panera?”

“Mm-hmm” George nodded. “And I got extra bread for you too. I know how much you like it. And lemonade with lots of ice. The good kind.”

“George.” Dream’s voice softened, and George glanced away, trying to hide the blush that colored his cheeks every time Dream used that voice. “That's… that's so sweet of you.”

“Here, let me get your tray.” George walked into the closet and came back with the tray that Dream's mum had used the last time she visited. Carefully he extended the legs, then set it over Dream’s lap so he could set his soup and lemonade on it.

He picked up his laptop then, and scooted into the bed next to Dream. “And that's not even the best part.” George turned to face Dream and smiled, hoping Dream could see it in his eyes with the mask covering his mouth. “I edited my video. It's ready and I wanted you to see it first before I post it.”

“Wait... really? George, that's awesome!” Dream replied as he carefully removed the lid on his soup. “I'm proud of you, George. I know I gave you a hard time about it but –”

“I know.” George nudged Dream’s shoulder. “And thank you.”

“You're welcome.” Dream tore off a piece of bread and dunked it into the hot broth. “I assume that's what the laptop is for?”

“Yeah.” George opened the laptop and pulled up the file. “I edited the longer video. I figured we could watch it while you eat your soup.”

Dream chewed the bread, then swallowed. “Sounds good to me.”

A half hour later, the video ended and George closed his laptop. Dream hadn't said much during the video, probably because he was eating.

A soft thump on George's shoulder gave him the real reason.

A smile on his lips, George carefully picked up the tray and set it on the floor for later. He hadn't even taken one step, though, before George felt a tug on his shirt.

"Stay." Dream mumbled, half asleep.

It reminded George of another time, another day. When an ocean separated them.

Now he was here. So he stayed.

George climbed into bed and immediately Dream rolled into his side. Wrapping an arm around Dream, George held him close, ready to comfort him through the next coughing fit.

And he'd stay as long as Dream needed him.

At least until he pestered George to edit another video.

~END~

[kumezyzo]

so we all know how it’s currently no nut November… so could you maybe write a smut about reader trying to seducing Sapnap throughout the month of November and him trying his hardest not to break? Like maybe she’d start walking around the house in really short shorts and one of his sweatshirts and he’d just be trying so hard not to take her then and there. Or maybe she’d be extra flirty with Dream and George just to make him jealous and Sapnap would be watching in anger.

It’s be even better if their not in an established relationship and are in the talking phase…

so, the cutest part here is that its not november anymore 🥰🥰 but we all know i suck at answering inbox things. this is also, im realizing now, the same format as every other fucking fic I've written. so, this is ass.

anyway, enjoy! or dont :) m.list

you had been waiting for sapnap to actually ask you out. you'd really been through all the stages, almost every base. whatever you wanted to refer to it as. and then november rolled around.

sap wanted to beat no nut november, he made sure to tell you that on October 31st.

"we have to stop at midnight," he told you, trying to catch his breath as he lay on top of you, naked.

your eyebrows furrowed as you ran your hand through his hair, catching your own breath. "why?"

"november," he said as if it were obvious. he lifted his head from your neck. he planted a kiss on your neck, sucking lightly. "i need to beat dream and george."

you pulled his hair, making him lift his head to look at you. "we're not fucking cause its november?"

"sorry, peach," he grinned, pecking your lips again and sitting up. he lined himself up to your core and slowly pushed in. "shit... thats the- fuck- the bet."

and sapnap kept his promise. you were having a little post-sex make out, and he stopped as soon as an alarm on his phone went off. he got off you completely and went to get you a towel to clean you up. along with clothes to get you to cover up.

you were surprised he actually stuck to the midnight rule. even if the other two boys would never find out. you put on his shirt, and although it usually would make you happy to wear his clothes, you couldn't believe his audacity. you were slightly offended.

sapnap started regretting his decisions almost immediately. he woke up to you with your leg hooked over his own legs. your his shirt rode up, barely covering your bare ass. on a usual day, he'd try to wake you up and fuck you. but he couldn't.

and it didn't help that it seemed like you forgot what pants were. for a week, you only wore shorts. sometimes you would even forget to wear anything under your large shirts. he was having a hard time getting rid of his constant boner.

but what really broke him was when you paraded around his friends wearing nothing. they would try not to stare at you and how you let your shirt ride up your ass. or how you would let the neckline of the shirt hang low to let them see your boobs.

and all he wanted was to was to lose the bet. but his pride was too strong. until he talked to dream about it.

"just fuck her already," he said, running a hand through his hair. "i dont know what you did, but i dont wanna see your girlfriend naked."

"you said a bet is a bet," sap said defensively. "and she's not my girlfriend."

dream looked at him like he was stupid. "That's your problem then. ask her to be your girlfriend and fuck her." he shook his head tiredly. "i think george already lost the bet anyway."

thankfully, the next time you tried to pull something by walking into the living room in only a towel, sapnap was the only one home. you looked disappointed to see it was only him, but still sat next to him as if nothing was different.

so he took it upon himself to grab you and sit you on his lap. you were surprised, to say the least, trying your hardest to keep your towel on your body. he grabbed your wrists, putting them around his neck, causing your towel to fall.

he bit his lip, admiring your bare chest, leaning in to suck on your nipples. you moaned softly, confused, but you still played with his hair.

"what happened to 'no nut november'?" you asked breathily, arching your back into him. he pulled away with a pop, looking at you through the valley of your breasts.

"fuck it," he said easily, kissing your down to your navel.

sapnap ended up taking you upstairs, leaving the towel on the couch. he had you on his bed, down on your elbows with your ass up in the air.

he landed a slap on your ass, squeezing it harshly after. he pulled you roughly to slam against his pelvis. you could feel his dick through his boxers. you grinded against his hardness, moaning when he reached between your thighs to rub at your clit.

"why are you acting like such a little slut?" he asked you, slapping your ass again. "you wanted me to fuck you that much?"

you didnt say anything, moving your hips side to side tauntingly. "didn't you lose your bet?"

sapnap almost came as soon as he was in you. it had been two weeks, but it was excruciating. he couldn't believe he even took the bet. he loved fucking you too much.

"I'm never... taking that- shit- that bet again," he groaned out, gripping your hips tightly.

you moaned, hiding your face into the bed sheets, your back arching when he started rubbing your clit again. "wait until- nngh- wait til next year."

sapnap ended up cumming first. and it was truly beautiful. he moaned loudly in your ear, bending over to pull you closer to him. he tried to not cum inside you, but it was hard to pull out. when he finally did, he came all over your slick covered pussy.

he slid himself back into you, despite being sensitive and continued fucking into you. he needed you to cum around him. he needed to feel the familar fluttering squeeze around his dick.

"come on, peach," he encouraged, whining at the slipperiness. you were so wet, every circle he made on your little nub made a sound. it was so lewd. "cum, pretty girl."

when you did, he almost came again. you squeezed him so tight as your arms gave out completely. he held you up by your hips, pulling out to finish himself off again on the back of your thighs. and once again, he moaned. he whined. and he kissed your shoulders, needing to comfort you and himself.

sapnap tried to clean you up as best as possible with his discarded shirt. then he layed with you, holding you close to him.

"you lost the bet," you told him, feeling proud of yourself. he hummed, kissing the top of your head. his heart was pounding as he convinced himself to say his next words.

"of course," he tried to sound nonchalant. "can't let my girlfriend suffer cause of some bet. couldn't let this pussy miss me too much."

guess what? i also hate this 🥰🥰 -Nony

[wildpeachfarm]

i’m just so sad for george man… having one drunken encounter with a girl you thought was 21+, that was reciprocating all night and still were friendly months later, then a few months later all of a sudden you’re being labeled a groomer, an abuser and hell even rapist by some is depressing to watch.

seeing your friends HAVING to publicly turn their backs on your bc they’re afraid to be associated with you bc of the backlash, stepping back from conventions because of your own safety bc someone’s friends decided to distort the encounter she had with you until they convinced her you abused her. just fucking sucks man. I really hope caiti gets some therapy and new friends bc this isn’t a healthy mindset to have ingrained in yourself. that unsafe encounters are things she “has to deal with” to get fame and refusing to realize she has enough autonomy to stop situations she is uncomfortable with, she needs to learn that just because she can scream her feelings of assault at the internet, doesn’t mean it was actually assault bc that’s not how the real world works.

makes me extra depressed thinking about george telling dream if he were in his shows he’d khs, idk how much he actually meant it but it’s sad to see he ended up in a similar situation a while later. I’m just glad dream was there beside him throughout all of that and willingly threw himself into the wolves to help george, that right there is real friendship and im so grateful they have each other (plus sapnap making him get out of the house, i hope seeing people still excited to see them irl and wanting to take pictures with him lightened up his mood a bit) i really hope the new project makes him happy again and sparks his creativity back, i really want to see him upload and be happy

sorry for the rant. i don’t know where else to express what i feel since those close to me have turned into raging antis that spew awful words to the point they’re losing their meaning

honestly at the core of it they are victims of the situation and caiti unfortunately is also a victim of herself and her mental health. In this whole situation there is not a predator to be found, but there are many victims, george included

[cherrynwinesk]

Dream team +Karl Jacobs headcanon's

Toxic boyfriend

Story g: Theme +18/ nsfw / angst

Language: English/Inglés

⚠️: Manipulative behavior, teasing, toxic behavior, insecurity, poor mental health, forced sex

CC's: Dream, Sapnap, Georgenotfound, Karl Jacobs

Reader g: Neutral reader

📝: All the content is fictitious and an attempt is made to adapt the PUBLIC personality of the cc's, that is, the personality that is shown in front of cameras, I do not know the true personality and any resemblance to reality is mere coincidence.

🍒: Hello, writing requests are always open, if you want something in particular, ask without fear. I clarify that English is not my main language, I apologize for any error and I accept corrections to improve the quality of the content

Master list

Dream

•He has money, so his main toxic behavior would be to buy you what you want and then make you feel guilty.

•Like he bought you some new sneakers, you stained it when you went for a walk with a friend in the park

•And he'd be like "wow you stained them and I just bought them for you, you don't love me enough to take care of the gifts I give you."

•"I bought this set of lingerie for you so we can have some sex today, are you seriously going to say no just because you're tired? I went to the mall, spent hours choosing color and size, paid a lot and you' re not valuing it

•You ended up agreeing and while he was fucking you he kept telling you how ungrateful you have been to him

•"I won't buy anything else for you again, I spent a lot on this lingerie and I don't even see you happy to wear it"

•He would break the lingerie on your body because apparently he did not make enough effort and there is no point in you continuing to use it

•He would keep fucking you with a lot of anger

Sapnap

•He would not stop comparing you so that you agree to do what he asks of you

•Sapnap is a boyfriend who is sexually demanding

•He would always ask you to have sex and be careful if you deny him

•"I understand that you're tired, I'm just not used to receiving no for an answer, my ex never refused and that you tell me NO, it surprises me"

•If you are not together he would ask you for nudes and if you say no

•"My ex always sent nudes before going to sleep"

•"When my ex sent me photos always thought of her/him, I would like something like that with you"

•Or he would do it with other more everyday things

•"My ex cooked for me instead of ordering food at home"

•He would compare you because he knows that he is handsome, he has money, he is famous and more, so in his mind he thinks that you would try to be better than his past relationships so as not to lose him.

George

•He would be very jealous

•He would have very little empathy for you

•For him, all your friends are unnecessary in your life because you have him.

•According to him, your friends have other intentions with you.

•"Yes, this friend of yours is only with you because you are the one who takes the initiative to go out together"

•"Did she ever do something for you the same way you just did?"

•"Okay, in the end they are your friends, you know what you do and who you get involved with"

•If it's about fighting with other people, he wouldn't listen to you in your feelings.

•"Don't talk to me about how you fought with your friend, I've always told you that these people are not a good influence on you"

•"If you didn't listen to me, then I don't want to listen to you"

•He would try to get you to become friends with his friends just to have control that "nobody influences you badly"

Karl

•Would you be ready to go out with your family or friends

•He doesn't want you to go

•He doesn't like you spending time with other people than him

•Karl just "Don't be too late, I think I'm getting a fever and I'll need you here soon"

•His plan works and you say about staying home

•"No no, go honey, I think I'll be fine, I hope don't die by the time you get back"

•If you were to leave, when you returned he would be lying on the couch with medicines that he did not ingested because he did not need them

•He would be angry

•Despite the fact that he "insisted" that you leave, he would be upset that you left without caring that he was sick

•"I understand that maybe that dinner is more important than me"

•"I spent all this time throwing up and you left without caring"

[littleskeletonprincessss]

Watching Four Weddings so I have some Dream Wedding HCs for you

A very real part of me believes that dream would wear a nice clean pair of sneakers for your wedding. I'm thinking black pants, a white button up and a black blazer that started out nice and straight, but by the end of the reception after dancing and partying the blazer is now unbutton, shirt is rumpled and the top few buttons are undone.

The ceremony itself was very personal and touching. Sapnap was the perfect officiant, and was able to make the ceremony very sweet while adding a little comic relief for your guests and both of you. He has insider knowledge, what do you expect? You definitely wrote your own vows, too, and neither of you were able to get through them without choking up.

George is Dream's best man for sure, and is so happy his best friend has found you.

Once you're finally pronounced man and wife Dream can't kiss you fast enough. His hands on your waist, he pulls you into him, pressing his lips to yours. As your arms wrap around his neck, he slightly dips you back before lifting you up off the ground, making you laugh before placing you back down so you can leave the ceremony, hand in hand, all smiles and giggles together.

Your first dance as husband and wife is a tear jerker for sure. With just you two on the dance floor, your arms are around his neck again, he's got his arms around your waist, head resting in your neck while you're gently scratching at his curls at the base of his neck. Neither of you notices anyone watching , it's just the two of you in this moment, the soft music muting your whispered conversations for all the guests.

The reception is a blast. Lots of dancing and partying. It may be your wedding, but I'm thinking pizza. It's gourmet, obviously, but pizza all the same. If drinking is your thing, there's an open bar (Dream just wants everyone to party okay? He was more than happy for it to be open.) When it comes time to "cut the cake", everyone gathers around to see you and Dream shove donuts in each other's mouths. Faces covered in icing, powdered sugar, glaze, you name it, you lean in laughing before giving each other a chaste kiss until Dream licks your cheek.

The later the night gets and the more tired everyone becomes, Dream is constantly by your side, hand around your waist as you make the rounds and thank people for coming. Every once in a while he'll lean in and press a kiss to the side of your head.

After the reception you arrive at your hotel room and you're both EXHAUSTED. you end the night with left over pizza, and strawberries and champagne (or sparkling cider) from room service. The tub in your suite is pool sized and you two spend what seems like forever in the blissfully warm water, with you lying on his chest, his arms wrapped tight around you, gentle kisses being shared and placed upon your shoulders and neck. You talk about everything that happened that night, funny moments, favorite memories, until it's almost too hard to keep your eyes open before you sink into the king sized beds soft covers and fall asleep wrapped around each other.

[irrealisms]

my dsmp fic recs masterpost

this one's long so i'm putting it under a cut! includes a lot of fandom favorites/ones you probably already know, but i tried to include some more niche ones as well. check the reblogs for more, i couldn't fit them all in one post without tumblr getting mad at me

Author recommendations (not my friends; go read everything they wrote):

Goldenrayofsunshine

shrugofgod

odaigahara

penink

hoorayy

Zannolin

the_g_m

chrysalizzm

Author recommendations (me and people I know):

sesquidpedalian @erstwhilesparrow

WheelCoveredInEyes @blocksgame

short_tandem_repeats

consumptive_sphinx @regicidal-optimism

monsterloot @aliveburs

cryptofhoney (korethekiller) @honeyblockm

nocturne_csharpm @qwilbur

75hearts (ME! YOU ARE HERE!)

Fangame recommendations:

Good Luck, Minutes Man! by @andhyssops : visual novel about NLM-era c!ranboo. has multiple endings, great art, soundtrack, characterization, etc.

Good Morning, Gogy by @andhyssops : visual novel about c!george. again, gorgeous art, great characterization. i almost don't want to say too much about this one because so much of it is a spoiler!

Doomsday Sim by @bwobgames : doomsday platformer, tommy is the player character, buggy but pretty.

Virtual Ghostbur by @bwobgames : ghostbur tamagotchi!

Character Pattern by @bwobgames : bullet hell with various mcyts (c and cc), tommy is the player character, stupid hard but very pretty

Tommygotchi by @bwobgames : tommy tamagotchi!

Silver Dollar by @honeyblockm : president schlatt is dead. murder mystery twine game

Fic recs (people I don't know well):

devil town by hoorayy : haven’t read this one but i’ve had it recommended too many times to not include. small town horror au. 100k

aftermath by sparxwrites : dream is recovering from the prison. tommy visits him. they have a conversation. neither torture apologist nor abuse apologist! 2k

what i love and what i've lost by Treis : dream & sapnap, dream recovery/redemption/post-prison. 20k

in memoriam by hoorayy : wilbur and sapnap have a conversation. 2k

little women by chrysalizzm : women on the dsmp character study. 1k

dissonance by shrugofgod : tubbo character study!!!!! one of the best tubbo fics imo. snowchester-era. 16k

six foot deep bottom line by shrugofgod : tubbo & q conversation, cookie outpost era. 2k

How to Sex Vol. 4-58 by Goldenrayofsunshine : epistolary fic, tommy pov, canon divergent from the disc finale (punz doesn’t arrive). probably my favorite fic in the fandom. 1k

Chicken Strategy by Goldenrayofsunshine : sam-centric, lots of q also, au where q set off the prison TNT. 20k

The Roman Archives by Goldenrayofsunshine : “Tubbo dies during the disc war finale and uses his time in purgatory to unlock all the secrets of the universe.” 4.5k

Make It Right by Goldenrayofsunshine : Captain Sparklez is tubbo’s dad, crashes the disc finale. my #1 clingyduo fluffy h/c Comfort Food. 2k

Raccooniverse (zombie crossover) series by Goldenrayofsunshine : crossover with the walking dead; doesn’t require any knowledge of the walking dead. tommy-centric, follows canon very approximately for the first two seasons and a bit beyond. 162k and still going, although you can just read the completed parts.

Neon Sunrise by Goldenrayofsunshine : wilbur & quackity, LN-era. 14k

draw up your sword (leave your days ashore) by Odaigahara : puffy joins the server by coming ashore at logstedshire, defends tommy. another comfort food fluffy h/c. 11k

snapshots by sparxwrites : schlatt/q relationship study. very good but mind the content warnings. 6k

the dead don’t dream by penink : what if dream killed tommy and then revived him again and then killed him and then revived him again— (crimeboys whump w a happy ending) 226k

Mafia AU by penink : mafia AU; based on Vibes rather than a specific time period but has Lots Content and Good Characterization. 219k and still going, although you can just read the completed parts.

Fairweather and Foxhole Friends by penink : manburg q & tubbo. 2k

Jubilee Line Satisfaction Survey by penink : wilbur centric, some crimeboys. wilbur in the afterlife! very very good. does fun things with the format--it's a uquiz, not an ao3 fic. another competitor for my favorite fanwork from this fandom.

call this world home by Sixteenthdays, stygiomedusa (grainjew) : another dream post-prison recovery/redemption; in this one, he’s metaphysically trapped in the arctic commune. 43k

l’esprit de l’escalier by eldritchIdeologist : revivebur oneshot. 3k

cause most of us are bitter over someone by honeyblock : niki & wilbur confrontation and reconciliation. (tommy’s there too.) 19k

orphan’s path (series) by aenor_llelo, Alderous, Anarchy-Schmanarchy (Murder_Schmurder), BattleBlaze, ConcoctionsFromHell, Falrisesi, fluxphage, izziel_galaxy, Otakuforlife19, Rocket999 : starts out as a phil&techno backstory. becomes a retelling of the entire server. massively multi-pov, very good characterization, very long. has many Takes i disagree with but also a lot of good stuff. get a text replacer “Lagos” -> “Dream”. 700K and still going, although you can just read the completed parts.

tune by small_lizard : karlnapity relationships study. 4k

applaud, my friends, the comedy is over! by small_lizard : oneshot focused on niki’s birthday party. <1k

it only gets much worse by hoorayy : another q & wilbur, LN-era. 2k

good reasons to freeze to death by hoorayy : tubbo-centric, post-s3 finale (mourning ranboo). 3k

pay it forward by comradeboyhalo : the l’sandburg fic. foolish centric; badlands post-egg healing arc in which they all move onto his house. very canon-typical tone; silly and crack-y but with genuine feeling. 5k

treatise on sin and vice by the_g_m : quackity and tommy and their relationship w religion (scriptfic). 7k

plate of primes by chrysalizzm : poem about tommy. <1k

hunger by Anonymous : probably the only E-rated fic i’m including. wilbur/quackity, LN-era, wilbur provokes quackity into hurting him by pretending to be dream, it’s . fic of all time. 11k

i'm not calling you a liar by Anonymous : jk i lied. also E-rated, wilbur/quackity, LN-era. by the same author as the previous rec, similarly dead dove. lives in my brain forever. 13k

the ckarl mpreg fic by the_g_m : karl doesn’t actually get pregnant in this one. they just want him to. karlnapity, script format, crack treated seriously. 2k

sink secluded by angeloncewas : niki and wilbur, pogtopia. <1k

best laid plans by zannolin : some gentle h/c for revivebur with ranboo and tommy. a bit of a comfort food but in a good way, at least for me. 5k

said the rabbit to the badger by zannolin : crimeboys talk about exile. inconsolable differences fixit. 3k

i can’t stand your taste in my mouth by orphan_account : a really intense but also very good pogtopia-era wilbur character/relationship study. 5k

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the sea is rising by chrysalizzm : desolation avatar purpled. <1k but the series is longer

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[suenitos]

george was just enjoying LA more because it’s easier for him to get around and he values his independence and we’ve seen him not wanting to go to a doctor because he didn’t want to be a burden to dream or sapnap :( and he has other friends there vs florida where ubering doesn’t seem like the easier option bc they live in the middle of nowhere from what they’ve said and dream and sapnap already have established irl friends there :( and dream knew that and just wanted him to be happy but i think they talked and realize they are both happiest together and didn’t want to have any distance again

and tbh compared to orlando its a lot easier to do irl streams since it is more of a major city like nyc and london and theres less risk in making that content since it's not quite home... dream wanted him to be happy... :/ even if it meant having the distance again. but thank god something shut that idea down lol. and george values people over places every single time- "nowhere is good without anyone"

[beeindaclouds]

how the the dteam feel in this hc if you actaully started dating foolish or punz

Hallo, thanks for requesting ^^

That's such a genius idea, oh lord here we go-

Hope you enjoy <3

Dream Team reacts to you dating Foolish

Click here before requesting, please ^^

Reader: GN - They/Them

Part I

You all grouped up in a discord call like every night

Playing a bit of Minecraft, chatting, fighting, flirting, the usual stuff you four did

By the end of the call you felt comfortable and ready to break the news to your best friends

"Oh btw, me and Foolish are dating" you mumbled out so casually, catching the three by surprise

There was a small pause, which made you nervous, but they ended up all congratulating you

As soon as you left the call, the happy façade was broken down

Sapnap was the first one to break into a silent sob that escaped his lips. Out of the three he was the most vulnerable, so it didn't surprise the two that he was crying after a lost crush

George tried his best to keep silent and help Sapnpa grief, but his glossy eyes and quivering lips just made the mood even more sad for the two

Dream kept everything in, he was to busy supporting the other two to acknowledge his own feelings. But once the call ended he couldn't help but let down some tears of his own

The three had went m.i.a. from you for an entire week. Just to recollect themselves and come to terms with reality

In this week, Sapnap had barged into Dreams room many times for support, George called Sapnap almost daily and Dream would do the same to George. Sometimes the "partners" switched

They all went though different 5 stages of grief

George was in denial for the first few days, Sapnap was angry at the idea of Foolish getting to you first while Dream had to stop himself from texting you and trying to bargain with your decision

Half way though they got a bit depressed. The thought of not being able to be the one for you had led them to feel like it was the end of the world

But by the end of the week they had all accepted the relationship. You seemed pretty happy posting about your relationship with Foolish and the man seemed to treat you well.

In the end they just wanted to see you happy, wether that'd be with them or not

After the m.i.a. week you grouped up again, acting like nothing happened and like the feelings were never there

But this whole "relaying on eachother" experience had gotten the trio to be closer then ever

[moonwritewastaken]

The Perfect Payment - cc!Dream x gn!reader

Genre - friends to lovers (I’m sorry, it’s my favourite to write lmao), Halloween!

Warnings - language

Word count - 833

I know it’s almost been a month (time flew by wtf) and I already mentioned it but Dream face revealed!! So proud of him and so happy he gets to enjoy time with the all of the Dream Team together 😭 he’s so beautiful I love him. Halloween and George’s birthday is about to be the best ever and my birthday’s coming up too so best present ever 🥹

- 🌙

You love Halloween and you love the cringy scary movies that come along with it (although you still found them scary sometimes). Unbeknownst to you, someone loved you just as much as you loved Halloween.

Dream had been your friend ever since he and Sapnap moved in next door. Throughout your friendship you hung out together often, and you always had the best time. Unsurprisingly, it didn’t take long until feelings began to blossom for Dream.

Dream, Sapnap and the house’s newest occupant, George had just returned from Sam Diego for Twitchcon. During their time away, you had been given a key and were tasked with ensuring Patches was fed and well looked after while they were gone.

In return, Dream had to watch at least one scary movie with you before Halloween. He didn’t want to, but that’s what you wanted for payment and he couldn’t say no to your puppy eyes.

Today was the day Dream was coming over and you were still expecting some resistance. You open the door to greet Dream soon after he first knocked. The two of you walk to the lounge, with him trailing slightly behind you.

“And you’re sure you don’t want me to just pay you?” He drags out the sure hoping you’ll change your mind. You turn to face him and grin shaking your head to which he sighs and drops his head briefly.

“You agreed Dream, don’t go back on your word now. You’re not scared are you?” The teasing tone in your voice tells him he isn’t getting away with it. Not wanting to look scared in front of you, he nods and takes a seat on the couch.

You join him, leaving space between you to not only ensure his comfort, but also so he wouldn’t be able to hear how fast your heart was beating. He looks at you confusedly before patting the space next to him, urging you to move closer.

“What? Do I smell or something?” His lighthearted jab causes you to smile before teasing him again.

“How’d you know that was why?” He scoffs before moving closer to you, causing your face to heat up.

You quickly change the topic and ask him which film you’d hound watch.

“I don’t care, I won’t like it anyway” you laugh at the pout he’s sporting before scrolling to pick the best one. You put one of your favourites on and take a sip of your water bottle.

“Do you at least have snacks?” You nod and make your way to the kitchen while the opening scene plays. You grab some chips and popcorn before heading back to the lounge and placing it on the table in front of the coach. Dream nods contentedly before grabbing a handful of popcorn.

It was only half an hour in and Dream had already jumped several times. You’d jumped a couple causing Dream to laugh at you to which you rolled your eyes.

In true horror movie fashion, the characters split up and made stupid decision after stupid decision. Dream groaned at the cliché but still got a fright regardless. You shook your head and laughed before speaking for the first time in a while.

“I can’t believe I like you when you’re this much of a scaredy cat” you say playfully.

As soon as the sentence comes out of your mouth, you realise your mistake. Your eyes widen briefly before you realise the ambiguity of your statement. That could mean as a friend, a crush, it could literally mean anything. Unfortunately for you, Dream was observant (and knew you well). He tilts his head questioningly as soon as your eyes widen.

“What is that supposed to mean?“ you’re screwed, you know you are. But you’ve gotta try anyway.

“You’re a scaredy cat and I can’t believe I’m friends with you?” You say as if it was obvious, hoping he’d drop it.

“No no no, that’s not what you said. What the fuck do you mean y/n?” He’s backed you into a corner, there’s no way you’re getting out of this. You sigh before responding.

“I like you, Dream and I know you don’t feel the same way so you can leave. It’s okay” you smile sadly at him and expect him to walk out and never speak to you again.

“What the fuck is wrong with you? Of course I like you! There is no way I would’ve watched a horror movie otherwise, not even for George” his joke eases the tension a little.

“Really? Even though I made you watch a horror movie?” You can’t believe what is happening right now. He likes you back!

“You’re such an idiot. Cute, but an idiot” he rolls his eyes with a smile on his face. He speaks again after a few minutes silence.

“Can we hold hands now?” You laugh before holding your hand out to him.

Every time he got scared from then on, you were right there holding his hand.

[sappymix1]

[[hi I wrote some short george pov dnf fluff about the pizza stream :) tap in under the cut]]

His arms are wrapped around your stomach and you feel like you could die right there.

It’s dumb. It’s so dumb. All of your best friends in the world are right there and you feel like your heart is beating so quickly it could burst out of your chest and leave a red glowing burst of blood and guts and heart-stuff all over the counter where Sam is meticulously kneading pizza dough. It would look like that one time as a joke you took the lid off of Sapnap’s smoothie and the blender shot half blended strawberry out everywhere. You wondered if everyone would be left cleaning up your heart for days like the two of you – you and Sapnap; Dream said it wasn’t his problem and no amount of pleading from you changed his mind this time – had been then.

It was dumb, because everyone here had seen your lips on his. Sapnap, a million times over – that first time when you were so sick after Antarctica and you were overwhelmed enough and Dream was worried enough for both of you to just go for it, and so many times since. Hannah and Sylvee – after Christmas when Dream went to bed early and you stopped picking at Hannah and chewing on the sugar cookies that made your stomach hurt later to beg him to stay and then kiss him in the way that only someone high on sugar and love and happiness could when he whispered that he’d be there keeping the bed warm when you were ready to say goodnight. Bad and Skeppy – the warm smile that Dream only gave when you were behind the camera that you just had to take for yourself even though Dream insisted that kissing in front of Bad was like making out with someone in front of his father. Sam – when you got home after being gone too long and your skin was buzzing with how badly you missed him and Dream hardly let you step in the door before his arms were around you and his lips were on yours like nobody else was there. Ant, Velvet, and Puffy – early mornings while your eyes were still droopy and tired and at the merch factory and on the couch and everywhere else because you’d been gone too long and now you never wanted to leave his orbit ever again.

Everyone – January, when he was a little bit drunk and you were feeling bold enough to say post it. His arms around your stomach were nothing. 

But it was domestic. You didn’t think you had ever had domestic before. A few cherry chapstick flavored kisses with a girl from your mandatory English class back by the bathroom line at a party while her hands got too close to the waistband of your jeans in a way that made you nervous but not enough for you not to remember the teasing from all your friends and tell her to keep going when she asked if it was okay anyway. That hadn’t been domestic. It had been two dates until she stopped texting and you could breathe a sigh of relief because you hadn’t known how to answer what she was asking anyway. A boy when you were at a bar your friends dragged you to after graduation that you never saw again and you didn’t remember him well enough, honestly, to have noticed even if you had. Karl, who was just Karl, and it just meant he loved you as much as he did everyone else. 

None of them would have pressed a hand to your burning forehead and softly told you that they thought you needed to go to the doctor. None of them would have let you curl up against their chest after an exhausting string of Christmas streams and wrapped their arms around you as you dozed off hugging a silly stuffed animal that had made you laugh so hard you’d cried a few hours earlier. None of them would have crawled into bed with you on the other side of the country and laughed when you said you wanted to exist inside their skin. None of them would have eaten your frozen mango and promised they’d take you out for smoothies to make up for it.

It made your heart feel like it was going to burst. It was everything you’d always wanted. Your cheeks burned pink from more than just your bahamas sunburn and your face scrunched up into a smile against your will as he held you against his chest and rambled stupid stuff in a way that sounded like I love you.

[bubble-popping]

day 12 i forgot to post lmao, more dteam roleswap :3

"You're sure he'll be there?" Dream questioned as he walked in step with his shorter friend. "Of course! George gave me the exact coordinates. He wouldn't lie to me." I hope, was left unsaid. A full week had passed since he and Sam were exiled from their own home, which also meant he hadn't seen or spoken to George in days. Truthfully, he had no idea if that was enough time for Bad to brainwash him into being loyal for the Badlands--and that terrified him.

"Are we close?" Dream's next question made Sapnap scramble to check their location and cross-reference it with what George had messaged him.

"We're here, actually, and it's almost midday. He should be here by now-" The pair abruptly jumped as a brunette stumbled out of some dense shrubbery. Leaves stuck out of his hair, berry juice staining his nice suit, and familiar goggles fell from his face.

"George!" They both exclaimed and hurried to get their friend to his feet. Before he could even get a word out, they squeezed him in a big group hug. Dream encompassed his best friends easily, standing nearly a foot taller than them both.

"You guys! I can't breathe!" George complained, despite how he laughed and clutched his friends just as tightly as they held him.

"Hug you harder, you said? If you insist!" Dream responded and promptly lifted the two in his arms, swinging them around and practically squeezing the life out of them. They all burst into giggles, carefree and just happy to be back together again. For that one moment, the thoughts of political strife and inner turmoil were gone. This wasn't a secret meeting between a secretary of state for the country that two rebels wanted to overthrow.

It was just them. Just three friends, like it had been when they were kids. When things were so, so much simpler.

Eventually, Dream set them back on their feet, grinning as they wobbled on dizzy knees. "You guys alright?" He chuckled as they tried to stabilize themselves using each other.

"I think George is having an asthma attack," Sapnap said between breathless laughter.

"Cuz I just almost got crushed to death! Gimme a minute!" George shot back, grinning around heaving gulps of air.

"You're so dramatic, Gogy." The blaze-born playfully punched his arm.

"And you're so annoying, Sappitus Nappitus." He mocked as he nudged his friend a little harder than he probably should've, resulting in a very typical-of-them shoving match.

"Hey, hey, you two! This is a serious, secret meeting, remember?" Dream stepped between them with hands to their chests to keep them apart. The mediator as always.

"Oh, right! Dream, I have something for you." George jolted before searching his pockets.

"Huh? What about me?" Sapnap whined.

"What about you?" The brunette raised a brow, producing an intricately decorated envelope and having it to Dream. "You weren't invited."

"Invited to what?"

"The festival in a few days. Bad's throwing a big party to celebrate winning the election. He's inviting everyone. Well," George cringed as he rubbed the back of his neck, "everyone except you and Sam."

"That's totally unfair!"

"You guys were exiled, dumbass."

"But I'm the life of the party! It'll be boring without me!"

"I'm sure we'll manage." George rolled his eyes.

"But, why me?" Dream piped up after tearing the envelope open and reading it over.

"Like I said, everyone is invited. I don't think it's for any specific reason."

"Are you gonna go?" Sapnap asked, barely concealing the worry in his tone. He just got his friend back. The last thing he wanted was to lose him in one of Bad's villainous plots.

"Not sure. Let's talk to Sam, see what he says."

Sapnap nodded, and a tense silence fell over the trio.

"I guess this is goodbye, then?"

"Only for a little longer. Once we take Dreamland back, we can be together again. All of us." The netherian affirmed, eyes blazing with determination. His friends returned the passionate look.

Only for Dream to ruin it with a laugh. "Still can't believe you guys named it Dreamland. I wasn't even there."

"With a name like that, we thought nobody would ever mess with us," Sapnap explained. "Especially not Techno."

Dream merely rolled his eyes with a fond grin.

[wilbur-sloot]

DWT WITH A PREGNANT S/O!!

a/n: there are they/them pronouns used but they are a female/ have female prts if you couldnt tell by the name of this lol :)

TELLING DREAM

you showed him the pregnancy test nervous of he would say thinking it would be something along the lines of ‘what the hell i thought you were on birth control.’ ‘im to young to have a child.’ or even ‘i never even liked you in the first place dating you was just a joke with me and my friends i didnt know you were in love with me.’ but it was nothing like that.

he looked up at you then looked back down at the pregnancy test. “your pregnant?” he asked “yea im really sorry” you said tears in your eyes “i get it id you want to break up with me” you said again tears running down your face.

“baby im not mad at you!” he said as he lifted your chin to look at him. “this is the best news of my life. the person i loves has a mini them inside of them thats amazing news!” he explained happily

DURING THE PREGNANCY

you would always be cuddling patches. she loved coming up and laying on your belly, which made you and dream always smile.

you would be going thorough alot of changes and dream would always be right by your side for whatever happens or anything you need

he saw a pregnancy pillow and decided to buy it for you, which is now your new favourite thing to cuddle with instead of dream.

the dream team was having a movie night and invited you, which you said yes. you brought out your candy cane pillow and started cuddling it in ‘your spot’ on the couch.

“baby i got you some f/s” ( f/s mean’s favourite snack) dream said smiling at you “ooo gimme” you said going over to him and snatching the snacks the n going back to your spot.

“you remind me of a pregnant lady” sapnap says “hmm i wonder why!” you say smirking “whats that supposed to mean?” george asked “well i am pregnant!” you exclaimed

“WHAT?!” sapnap yelled “SINCE WHEN?” goerge asked “a few weeks ago” you said

“im happy for you guys you are going to be good parents” sapnap said

“well…” george said

“shut up!” dream yelled “we know that we are going to be great parents!”

“are we though?” you asked “babe what do you mean?” dream asked

“think about it your only 23 and im only 21 we have been together for what 2-3 years? we arnt married yet we are still young i mean what if we arnt always in love?” you stated

“y/n you think that we arnt always going to be in love?” dream asked

“clay im just saying that things might change and we might not always be in love and the reason why im saying it is because ive seen it with my own eyes. my parents falling out of love and my mom getting cheated on. im just saying i dont want either of us or our kids to go though a divorce its scary especially id your a kid it can traumatise a child and the reason why i know is because that happend to me and i became a wreck i dont want another person to go through that” i said practically crying at this point

“aww love i get that its scary and i dont want that to happen either but thats why we need to have trust ok?” clay said coming over to me and hugging me.

“i love you clay” i said hugging him back

“i love you too y/n” clay replied

when the child is born

you just had the child and are currently holding it. crying but happy tears. (obviously)

“clay shes so cute!” you said

“what are we gonna name her?” dream asked you. you though about it

“what about sage?” you said

“i love it, and i love you” clay said kissing you “look at that thing that you pushed out of your whom, it’s beautiful!”

the smp’s reaction

you just got home and you walked into the house to see george and sapnap right there so happy for you guys. when you walked in you saw all of the smp

“welcome home!” niki said getting up and running over to you. “hi!” you said tiredly.

“how are you feeling? hows the baby is it healthy?” phil asked you also coming up to you taking some stuff for you same as niki. “thank you guy!” you said

you picked up sage and sat down holding her close to you.

“can i hold her?” tubbo asked

“um i need to feed her and she needs to go to sleep but you can hold hee when she sleeps?” you said

“ok!” tubbo said excitedly

you got up and went into you and clay’s shared room and started breast feeding her. all you wanted to do was sleep but noooo your child comes first then clay then your friends then you. thats how things always go.

you knew that you where definitely going to over work yourself but thats ok because you were doing it to your loved ones.

after you where done feeding sage and she fell asleep you went downstairs and into them living room making sure to keep the baby asleep.

“tubbo!” you said as you went over to him.

he gasped happily you let him hold your baby girl. god she was so beautiful. tubbo held her and he was so happy.

“babe come on its time to go to bed you need to sleep come on.” clay said

“no!” you said as you sat down next to niki. “babe please you need some sleep!” he said “im not that tir-” you said cutting yourself off with a huge yawn. “nor tired hun?” clay said laughing

“shut up im fine.” you said “babes if you want we can cuddle and sleep if thats what you want” niki said

“ok come on bed time” you said grabbing niki’s hand going upstairs and into your room. you and niki laid down and you laid on top of her.

“goodnight lets go to sleep” she said as you practically fell asleep in an instant.

a/n: hi!

[kayla-crazy-stuffs]

These aren't his best moments in his life (Surfer Dream pt 3)

Finally its here :D

Btw, a warning before you start reading. In this au, George is 24, Sapnap 21, Quackity 20 almost 21, Karl 20 and Dream 16

TW: Safe/soft vore, injury mention, slight fearplay?

George swam leisurely for another day, a big smile on his face every time he felt the human shift in his storage stomach. He could also hear him sob from time to time, which made him proud that he had kept him there for a day and a half.

He liked listening to the human suffer. "I didn't know you humans were so pathetic, stop crying already, what are you, a kid?" he spoke to the human while letting out a laugh, obviously laughing at him.

It wasn't long before another mer appeared in front of him, turning out to be his little brother, Quackity. “Quackity? What are you doing here?" It all happened so fast that George didn't have time to react when Quackity punched him right where the entrance to the storage stomach was supposed to be, causing him to spit Dream out because of nausea.

Quackity soon put the human in his mouth swallowing the water so he could breathe and immediately swallowed the human. He heard him cry out and he could feel him shaking, probably out of fear.

“What the fuck, George!? Are you out of your mind, or what!?” he yelled at his brother, still feeling the human slide down. George glared at him before responding in kind. "What!? He's just a piece of human shit! Why should you care!? Give it back to me!”

Quackity shook his head before answering. "No. You can't keep doing this to humans, you can hate them if you want but leave them alone! And now, without your permission, since I don't need it, I'll take him back to Sapnap." It was the last thing he said to him before swimming away from there.

When he was far enough away, he turned his attention to the human in his storage. He could feel him shaking with fear and he didn't like that... "Don't worry little one... You're safe now..." He thought for a moment before asking. “By the way… I've heard you complain… By some chance… have I hurt you? You know… when I swallowed you?”

He felt the human move for a moment before speaking. “U-Uhh… I-It hurt a little when you swallowed me… But you weren't the one who i-injured me….” Quackity hummed in understanding. "So... Your name is Dream, right?" The human was surprised when the mer said his name. “H-How do you know…?” "Calm down... Sapnap told me... My name is Quackity and I'm his fiancé."

He swam some more until suddenly he came across Sapnap. “Quackity!? Good thing you're here… My friend, Dream, is missing! I went to look for him at the beach but I ran into Karl and he told me that he had gone there too but he didn't come home!”

He placed his hands on Sapnap's shoulders. "Calm down Sap... He's with me..." "What?" Quackity nodded. "He's in my storage... Yesterday I noticed that George was strangely quite happy... It turns out that he had swallowed Dream, apparently he's been in his storage for a day and a half... Now he's a bit calmer, although he's still shaking a bit..." Sapnap hugged Quackity gratefully.

"Thanks, Quack..." "Don't worry about that, we're going to the beach now." Sapnap nodded, following his fiancé to the beach where he used to meet Dream.

“By the way Sapnap… How old is he? You've never told me and I think he's quite young…” “Uhh… I think he's 16 since he told me he'll be 17 soon…” Quackity's jaw dropped as he heard Sapnap. "I'm definitely going to have a long talk with George when I get back."

A few minutes passed before they finally reached the beach, where Karl was apparently waiting for both of them. "Have you found him?" he said, hoping to see Dream again. Sapnap nodded. “Quackity found him, apparently he's been in George's storage stomach this whole time..”

Quackity nodded as he began to bring Dream back to his mouth. It didn't take long for him to do so, he put two of his fingers in his mouth and carefully grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him out, leaving him on the sand.

Dream narrowed his eyes as the sun hit him, unaccustomed to the light having been in the dark for a day and a half. He tried to walk but stumbled, completely losing his balance, but luckily Karl caught him before he fell. "Thanks for the help guys... I'll take him home to eat and get some rest... I'll see you another day." He said with a smile.

The two mers blushed and looked away as they nodded. "You're welcome, Karl... See you another day..." They said goodbye, diving into the water. "Okay Dream... Let's go home." He told his friend as he started to help him go home.

[batwritings]

Hiya!!

I was wondering if you could write about dream team x bunny hybrid reader. Where she’s very shy around strangers and never leaves their side in public. Just a bunch of fluff on how the dream team treats you when Punz, Quackity, Karl, Foolish and Tina come to visit

Sure thing! I will probably not mention Tina in this however due to me not knowing her boundaries, (yes, I know it's not about Tina, but I just want to stay cautious). Enjoy!~

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When your boys told you about their friends visiting, immediately your ears drooped down. This was truly going to be a test for you. All three of your boys knew how shy you were and these people were more or less strangers. You sighed heavily; it was going to be a long week.

You were counting down the days anxiously, waiting for that heavy knocking and loud laughter. It wasn't at all like you weren't looking forward to meeting your partner's friends! Quite the opposite; you were looking forward to meeting the people who made your dream team so happy. But wow...people were...a struggle for you.

The sound of the door made you jump in your spot on the couch, ears folding down slightly. And before you knew it, a roar of cheers and greetings burst from the entryway. Oh boy, here we go...

"Y/N! Y/N! C'mere!" George urged, motioning for you from the doorway. You bit your lip, cheeks slightly flushing as you got up. You had on one of Dream's huge hoodies, the bright green fabric practically swallowing you.

You were fiddling with one of the sleeves as you approached, jumping again as Sapnap slung his arm around you. "This is Y/N, our girlfriend," Dream explained, gesturing to you. You could feel your cheeks get even more red. Gods you wanted to hide away, anxiety bubbling in your stomach.

"H-hi," you mumbled, trying so hard to make eye contact with any one of your boyfriend's friends. Punz, Quackity, and Karl were all very patient, letting you come to them for a handshake or hug. But once you got to Foolish did things change.

The introduction was fine, normal even. Your chest started to lighten; maybe these interactions wouldn't be so bad. "Man, Dream, Sapnap, and George really landed a cutie."

Immediately your face flushed darker again at the compliment. You knew he was just being friendly, but wow was that overwhelming in and of itself. Before you could even think, your body moved, nearly on it's own. You hid behind Sapnap, eyes squeezed shut in embarrassment. Your floppy ears covered your eyes and your short fluffy tail flicked nervously.

Your Texan boyfriend chuckled softly, fondly even as he understood. "C'mon Foolish," Dream chided gently. "She's really shy. Bunny? Why don't you go wait upstairs so we can get every settled?"

You didn't need to be told twice, bounding up the stairs on practically all fours. You bolted for the room you shared with all three men, diving under your favorite blanket. You waited there, face flushed and nervous for your boys to join you.

It felt like ages before the door cracked open beside you. "Bunny?" Dream called softly, on the off chance you had fallen asleep. You pulled the covers off your big ears, tears faintly in your eyes. All three of the boys filed, gently closing the door behind them. "You doing okay? I know that was a lot of socializing."

George sat closest to you, leaning on you with a sad pout. "I'm sorry if I was too much energy," he mumbled, genuinely feeling bad despite not looking it. "I was just excited."

"I-I know," you told him, bonking your head against his gently. "I'm sorry I'm so shy...I want them to like me."

"They do like you princess," Sapnap reassured, kneeling beside the bed. "They really want to get to know you. And Foolish did apologize for startling you."

You smiled softly at the Texan man. "It's okay," you giggle quietly. "I know he meant well. "

Dream smiled, and offered his hand to you. "We're gonna watch a movie if you wanna come down," he advised, clearly wanting you to join.

You smiled and nodded as you took his hand.

[purpleglitch]

Oh yes yes yes, I LOVE THAT. George making the spirit speech about Dream is AHHHH. And George being able to make the "destroying the dsmp" real is so fun, exactly what I was thinking.

BUT, I kinda said the mortal enemies thing about rivals just to throw it out there, but I too love them too much for that lmao. I was thinking about a friends to enemies to friends situation. I love the idea of rivals knowing each other before, being good friends that trust each other in tournaments and stuff. but techno gets kind of annoyed at dream when he finds out he's king. But, it's not much of a big deal right? he's barely imposing himself as a ruler, so it should be fiiine. It escaletes, maybe because of all the things techno has gone through, maybe he feels like dream could have helped him in some way, but because of his position he didn't. Then, they have a fight that ends in dreams first canon death, I feel that THAT's what triggers george the most to be like NOPE WE'RE NOT DOING THIS ANYMORE. After dream is heartbroken and runs away he might do a "healing arc" with techno, reconciling with him now that he's no longer king, but a the end he goes back to sapnap because ummm *points to fiances lore*, he kinda needs him. After, he finds out about George's imprisonment and asks techno for help. Techno just got his friend back and dream looks so tired and sad now, it's like the light in his eyes is nearly gone. He'll make dream happy again, he'll bring george back, even if he has to annoy geroge a little bit with his bell (HE NEEDS IT OKAY?)

ANON I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS ASK FOR DAYS IM MENTALLY GRABBING YOU BY THE SHOULDERS /POS

THE RS!RIVALS LORE GOES CRAZYYYY YOU'RE A GENIUS, ugh them being friends but became enemies because of the smp politics and after the dethronement dream finding comfort in an old friend and healing those wounds that drifted them apart (one being techno the cause of his first canon death) and dream doesn't hold a grudge about it but accepts techno's apologies too and THAT DEATH BEING ONE OF THE CAUSES THE DETHRONEMENT HAPPENED george being so protective over dream he was so upset he wanted to avenge him but dream didnt want them to hurt each other so when he respawned he begged george to move on and not do anything to techno and then there would be tension between them during prison because george still remembers that and techno just wants him to chill out and give him info so he can make the plan to escape together and both techno and george caring about dream in different ways omg,,, they bond over that, techno realizes george is so down bad for dream even after everything that happened and makes lighthearted jokes about that to make him fluster (ps. he'll be the best man at their wedding)

[dwtdog]

dnfweek day 1 the chains out now :3

full fic below the cut :3

Dream is in love with his best friend. Has been, for quite a while, even if he was a bit slow to realize it. And now, after months of waiting to meet, more months spent adjusting to being in person, and a late-night confession, he’s still hopelessly in love with his best friend, who is also his boyfriend.

He has a love-hate relationship with that word, boyfriend. When he’d just been on the verge of figuring himself out, it had scared him. Too many hours of sleepless nights of playing out scenarios in his head, realities where his romantic partner wasn’t a girl like he’d always been told they would be, always a dark-haired figure taking the place of the imagined male partner.

And when acceptance had come, there had only been one person he wanted to talk to about it. And when a teasing British voice had said the word over a never-ending Discord call, it had been freeing. Easy acceptance, no change in their dynamic.

And on the night of their confession, an earnest conversation following a kiss that had been the slowly built product of a lifetime of tension, the word hadn’t seemed enough.

George had been his partner for years. They were a team in many ways, filling in where the other fell short, always lending an ear or offering just the right words. And to Dream, romance was a natural extension of that. It was so them, to be partners in every possible way.

So when George asked what they were, Dream had hesitated. Did their label need to change? Was what they were something that anyone but them could understand? He didn’t know, but he knew who he could talk to about it.

“What do you think we are?” he whispers, not wanting to break the calm of the night as he parrots George’s question back to him. They’re both laying in Dream’s bed, facing each other and close enough that their breaths collide above the pillows.

George smiles softly and Dream wants to touch the crinkles that form at the corners of his eyes. “I asked you first, idiot,” he teases. “But if you have to know, I guess we could be boyfriends.”

The word. Dream’s not sure how he reacts, but judging by the way George’s mouth quirks, he must be making a face. “You think?” he asks, careful. He’s wary of the feelings twisting his stomach, unsure of their true origins.

“Well,” George starts, eyes meeting Dream’s and holding the contact, “You like me, and I guess you’re alright so, what else would we be?”

Dream rolls his eyes at George’s ridiculousness, even as a warm fondness chases away his prior worries. “Boyfriends,” he says, tasting the word on his tongue. It fizzes, like a strange candy, and he can’t say he hates it. “You’re my boyfriend. George is my boyfriend, Dream is George’s boyfriend.”

“Mine,” George mutters, and there is a brightness in his eyes that Dream isn’t used to that’s absolutely intoxicating.

And it hits Dream with another realization. “Are we going to… Tell people?” he asks.

“Do you want to? And you aren’t allowed to ask for my answer.”

“I- no, I don’t think we should.” Dream sighs. “I mean- obviously we tell like, Sapnap and Bad, but not-”

George cuts him off, “Only the people who need to know. And everyone who doesn’t can fuck off.”

“Well I wouldn’t say it like that, but-” and he’s cut off again, this time by George moving forward.

“We’ll figure it out tomorrow Dreamie,” and his proximity combined with the pet name are enough to completely remove any thoughts that aren’t just the name of the man whose lips are brushing against his as they both lean in.

And they do talk about it more, after that. They take their time, telling people carefully and explaining that they aren’t exactly telling everyone, so keep it quiet.

Sapnap is unreasonably happy, then tries to give both of them the shovel talk in defense of the other. It ends with the three of them cuddled on the couch, Sapnap insisting on being in the middle since he’s sure the two of them are getting enough time together.

Bad cries, and then comes to visit a few days later so he can cry some more and hug them both. Dream cries too, and he doesn’t miss how George ducks his head to hide his own misty eyes.

There are more people after that, but soon enough everyone who deserves or needs to know does, and then Dream has to deal with the hard part, which is holding himself back from bragging to everyone he meets that he’s dating the most beautiful, funny, and ridiculous man in existence.

It becomes a problem when he finds himself wanting to lead every conversation down the route of bragging about George, complimenting him to every stranger he sparks up a conversation with. His sister tells him to get a diary when he comes to her one to many times, so he opens a note on his phone just to store every George-related thought he has.

Depending on his level of intoxication, and the amount of time he’s been physically away from the man in question, the notes get more and more nonsensical. Some of them are so dirty he deletes them instantly, or sends them to George to laugh about. Some are sickeningly sweet, even for him, and he also sends those to George just to giggle at the mix of swooning and disgusted emojis he gets in response.

In the end, he forgoes the idea of the notes and just sends everything straight to George. It’s fun for both of them, and it keeps Dream from exposing their relationship to the masses.

And for a while, he doesn’t even think to consider that George has a similar problem. He knows George, adores him for all the ways he shows his love, but still he misses all the signs.

When they’re apart, whether it be on opposite coasts or just in different rooms, George will always make a joke when they reunite. Some variation of what he’d said on that first day they’d met, ‘Wow, Dream, you look like a god with your unedited video and three energy drink cans behind you,’ or simply holding up his phone to show a timer he’d started the moment they separated, and a number of other absurd little George-isms that Dream cherishes.

It only comes to a head when they’re in a jewelry shop, admiring the gold and silver on display in glass cases.

Dream trails a finger over the chain around his neck, something nice he had bought for himself just before the face reveal. He’s looking at a different chain, with George hovering behind his shoulder.

“Do you think I should get a new one? Cause honestly, I didn’t know much about jewelry when I bought this one, and I don’t think I like it as much as I like some of these,” Dream muses, pinching the chain between his fingers as he talks.

George hums, and Dream tries to get the attention of the girl behind the counter as he waits for a response. “I mean, it’s not like you couldn’t afford it.”

Dream laughs, “But that’s not why I wouldn’t get it- it just feels, I don’t know, wasteful to replace a chain that’s not even broken. Like there’s nothing wrong with it-”

“You could give it to me,” George says, speaking fast, then shrugging.

“You want my old chain?” Dream asks, a little breathless. George wearing his jewelry, wearing something that was his, is a breathtaking image.

“It would be like,” George hesitates, taking a breath, “having a part of you when we’re apart. And it’s like- like a ring, sort of.”

Dream turns to face him, and resisting the urge to pull him into a searing kiss takes every ounce of self-control he has. “Yes, yes you can have it.” He’s breathing hard, and he quickly turns away to focus entirely on waving someone over to get the chain he wants out of the case so him and George can get out of there as soon as possible.

They could have charged him any price for the new chain and Dream wouldn’t have noticed, too caught up in the euphoria of George’s request. As soon as they’re in the car, he’s reaching for the chain around his neck, fingers fumbling as his hands shake with giddiness.

“Oh my god- just let me do it, idiot,” George says after letting him struggle for a few moments. His hands are cold as they push Dream’s aside and brush against his neck, deftly unhooking the clasp.

He moves the chain towards his own neck, and Dream quickly hooks a finger through the dangling metal, stopping him. “Let me,” he asks, pleading with his eyes when they meet George’s.

George blushes. “How are you going to put it on me if you couldn’t even get it off?” he teases, even as he turns in the car seat, pulling his hair away from his neck.

Luckily, Dream’s shakiness seems to have dispersed with the newfound sense of purpose, and he’s deliberate with his movements as maneuvers the chain to loop around the front of George’s neck so he can clasp it in the back. He feels the way George exhales when Dream’s hand brushes against the stubble on his chin, and watches as his shoulders relax when the chain falls into place.

It looks good, and Dream curses himself for not thinking of it sooner.

George turns back around, reaching for the bag in Dream’s lap. “Now let me do yours,” and it's not a question as much as it's a promise, so Dream lets him.

And when they get home later, Dream delights in watching as George pulls his shirt off and the chain sparkles in the low light of his bedroom, falling against bare pale skin. It looks like it was meant to be there, nestled over his collarbones.

Dream takes his own shirt off, and George’s gaze burns against his skin, along his neck, and knows he feels the same.

When George leans over him, the chain dangles directly over Dream’s eyes, and he’s sure he must be a sight with the way his mouth opens in awe, the way his eyes are wide with wonder.

It’s a wonderful thing, to know George is his. And it’s near incomprehensible to know that George feels the same, that same possessive need to have a dedication to their partnership for the whole world to see.