#dnf fanfics

[belovedrm]

BELOVEDRM FANFIC RECS

kisses are customary

dnf mermaid au - 3.6k words, 1 chapter

sfw - fluff, aquariums, first meetings, first kiss

“George grins, and he traces the grain of the wood with his fingernail. “I kissed you on the cheek because I wanted to.” “Oh,” Dream breathes. “Oh.” “Yeah, oh,” George teases. “I like you. You’re funny.” “You’re pretty,” Dream blurts. — Or: Dream finds a merman hiding in the dolphin enclosure of the aquarium that he works at. Dream also finds that the merman is very, very pretty.”

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[livingproofoftbd]

dnf fluff to make me feel better

lets be real be all need it. i just wanted to write it.

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rated T

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He doesn't realize how long he's standing in the shower until the water runs cold.

He towels himself off, giving a weak attempt at drying his hair before wrapping the towel around his waist and scooping his clothes up in one arm. The room is cold compared to the steamy bathroom, and goosebumps ripple over his skin as he moves about.

"Hey."

He turns around, midway through rifling for a new shirt in the dresser. George gently closes the door behind him and Patches jumps up onto their bed, curling up at the end of it.

"Hi," Dream says, grinning. "Missed you."

George scoffs. "When, in the shower?" he teases.

Dream shrugs, turning back to the dresser. "Maybe," he says. "Figured you'd hear the water and join me or something."

He hears George giggle from behind him, and the feeling of warm hands against his skin makes him shiver. George wraps his arms around his stomach, pressing his cheek to Dream's shoulder blade. "Sapnap wanted me to distract the babies while he did something real quick," he says.

"The babies?" Dream echoes, giggling.

"Yeah," George says, nonchalantly like it's completely normal. Maybe it is. Dream just calls them kittens. "That's what they are."

Dream smiles. "You're an idiot," he says fondly.

"And you're taking too long," George says, pressing a quick kiss to Dream's back before purposefully dragging his hands against Dream's skin as he steps away. "C'mon, 'm tired."

Now with the proper motivation, Dream is quick to get dressed into sleep clothes. George has his lamp turned on beside him, so Dream turns off the overhead lights and slips under the covers George holds up for him. He's propped against the pillows with his phone in his hand, and Dream takes the opportunity to cuddle into his side, an arm thrown over his middle. He sighs as George begins mindlessly playing with his wet hair, muttering about how he should've dried it or at least tried to brush it. He ignores him.

They lay in silence for a few minutes, the both of them staring at George's screen as he scrolls through Twitter. They do this every night: Dream cuddled into George's side as they watch TikToks or go through George's Instagram or Twitter. Dream loves this little tradition, just being able to press against George's side and hold him. He wouldn't even care what they did, so long as they got to cuddle.

George promptly shuts his phone off the second he sees someone being a dick to Dream.

"I hate people," he grumbles, tossing his phone to the floor. "I fucking hate them."

Dream chuckles, but it lacks humour. "It's whatever," he mutters.

George stays silent another few seconds before he shuffles down the bed to rest face-to-face with Dream. He lifts a hand and settles it on Dream's jaw, brushing his thumb along his cheekbone.

"It's not whatever," he whispers. "I'd take a fucking flamethrower to them if I could, y'know."

Dream smiles. "Thanks."

George leans forward to plant a kiss to his nose, giggling as Dream pushes their noses together. "Idiot," he teases. "Come here."

He gathers Dream to his chest, holding him close as he strokes and kisses his hair, whispering "I love you" over and over again. Patches gets curious and pads across the mattress to curl up in between them, clearly unbothered when Dream complains.

"Cats, man," Dream says. He kisses the top of her head and runs his hand against her fur. "Gotta love 'em."

"Patchington," George giggles. "I love us."

Dream tilts his head up and smiles. "I love us too," he says quietly. "I really fucking love you, you know that?"

George laughs. "You only tell me every day," he jokes.

Dream rolls his eyes, but pulls George down to kiss him, and it feels like everything wrong with the world rights itself. It always does whenever he kisses George.

When he pulls away, the feeling stays. They smile at each other, ear to ear, and sink back into each other like it's natural. And the more Dream thinks about it, the more he thinks yeah. It is natural.

"I love you so much, Dream," George whispers. "Never ever doubt that. Whenever you feel like shit, just know I'm here for you. Always."

Dream feels tears well up, but he refuses to let them out. "I love you too," he murmurs. "God, I love you."

George presses a kiss to his head, running his fingers through Dream's hair and whispering everything great about him until he falls asleep, happy and content in the arms of the love of his life.

[kelongt]

office romance?? no way ??

[bluishfrog]

Inspired by "complete" by norethor

Fic Art Friday - event tag - event description

[rebelwithoutabroom]

Here's where he meets prince charming

Dnf || 11k (chapter 1/2) || T rated

Beauty and the Beast dnf AU with beast!dream and a very much clueless gnf. Tale as old as time, right?

This fic is part of the @fairytalesfromthesmp collab!! There's some wonderful works in the collection on AO3!! @voidpidgeon and @wolflyndraws also made some amazing pieces of art for this story, go check them out :DD

[carpedzem]

dnf omegaverse clickbait brought to you by nat carpedzem

rating: mature words: 5,315 chapters: 1/1

[altaneenarts]

"Oxeye Daisy" Printable PDF

Here it is! A physical copy of @cgogs amazing c!dnf series "Dreamer's Memoir", "Oxeye Daisy", and "epilogue." It's taken a lot of time and effort to put this together so I hope you guys enjoy :) And thank you so much to @cgogs for letting me bring this story to life and for writing such a lovely fic series <3 The files included will be a 409 page PDF containing all three fics (which have been lightly spellchecked & grammar edited), a summary of all three fics, a table of contents, some decorative graphics, and a separate PDF of a Penguin Classics style book cover (both for Paperback & Hardcover). They're all sized for an 8.5" x 5.5" (Digest Size) book.

Below I've attached printing instructions and the needed files to print your own book. To be clear, I am not selling this book and any price you pay will be strictly printing and shipping costs. These files are for personal use only and if I find anyone selling copies/files I will take them down <_< so behave. Now go have fun and enjoy your own copy! (And if anyone catches any spelling errors that I've missed, feel free to message me so I can fix them & reupload the document :D) INSTRUCTIONS:

Create an account on lulu.com

Go to the home page and click on Create > Print Books > Start My Print Book

On the Start My Project page select Print Book for both the Product Type & Select a Goal. For Book Details put whatever you'd like & click Design Project

Upload the interior file PDF (ignore the transparency warning)

For Book Specifications I recommend Black & White Standard > 60# Cream > Paperback or Hardcover (depending on your budget/preference) > Matte

For Book Cover Design, upload the respective Cover PDF (Hardcover or Paperback) > Click Review > Publish

Once published, you can add the book to your cart and buy it :)

FILES:

Interior File PDF

Hardcover Design PDF

Paperback Design PDF

[czargasm]

Hot new fic dropping

Swipe Right

9,848 words | Explicit | complete

George and Dream connect on a dating app, but they don't hit it off right away. Then they find each other on another app. And then another, and another, and another. Eventually, they decide to take a chance on each other. But will the lukewarm start to their relationship stop something from developing? Are they doomed to just be good friends? And exactly how good is Dream at Minecraft?

or, DNF dating app AU

[simply-smitten]

Warm, like Starlight

Outer Space/Hybrid Species AU - DNF

19k words - rated E - oneshot

"Dream," George whined, head butting his forehead against the side of Dream's neck. "I just want to sleep. Please pet me until I fall asleep."

George felt the way Dream's breathing increased and his body temperature rose. The breathing thing was a bit annoying, since it moved George, but the added warmth was more than welcomed.

"Okay... okay, I'll pet you," Dream finally agreed, maneuvering the both of them until he could lay back in bed, holding George tightly to his chest. He hadn't even resumed petting him before George started purring happily again, his tail curling around one of Dream's legs in the process.

"Humans are... really warm, just like starlight," George mumbled, his thoughts escaping him.

"George-" Dream paused, tangling his fingers in George's hair. "Just go to sleep, baby. Get some rest."

—OR—

Humans are banned from touching other species in the galaxy, but George, a cat-hybrid, takes a leap of faith and lets the human aboard his ship, Dream, pet him. It awakens a side of George he's desperate to satisfy, and Dream is more than willing to meet all of George's needs.

Inspired by this writing prompt on Reddit

[belovedrm]

BELOVEDRM FIC RECS

comatose, tell me lies

dnf monster kid fic au - 15 chapters, 75k words

nsfw - PLEASE READ ALL TAGS / WARNINGS

“Very well,” It said after a moment, sounding like it was smiling. Why did the sound send a shiver down George’s spine, the dread from before seeping slowly into the back of his mind? “You can stay for the night, no charge necessary.” — Or, All George needed was a place to shelter while travelling. He didn't suspect that the old ruined temple deep in the forest wasn't quite as abandoned as he first thought, nor that its inhabitant would take such a liking to him.”

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[livingproofoftbd]

brandy

rated m | 31.8k words | single chapter

tags: mpreg, unplanned pregnancy, tooth rotting fluff, confessions, friends with benefits, friends to lovers, non explicit sex

like all stupid mistakes, it starts with a bottle of alcohol. specifically, a good bottle of brandy.

or, dream and george have a baby

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huge thanks to @dwtdog and @oz-anonymous for beta reading ily guys <33

also thanks to @uftopia for the ideas when i sent you an anon like a month and a half ago lol (i used most of them)

[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~

[tiniinbookland]

The Intimacy of Being Known

fluffy sickfic, 2.6k words

for everyone out there who is sick right now

happy reading :]

[catcrumbled]

alright for every like this post gets i’ll write 15 words, 25 for each reblog

[rebelwithoutabroom]

IT IS HERE!!! STREAM LOVE IS BLIND AU!!! Rated G || 14k || 💚💙

[negativepeanuthoarder]

Dream Team (fic) writing notes from Sapnap's therapy stream!

He and Dream and George get along and talk in their own 'personal language'

Person 3 plays mediator between the other two during an argument. Sometimes the mediator is biased.

Sapnap gets mad and cools down quickly so he's the one who reaches out after disagreements.

Sapnap is REALLY logical.

T R U S T is ESSENTIAL to writing all three correctly.

Sapnap is anxious but has strategies for dealing with it, one of which being 'sleeping on it'

Sapnap uses time as a coping mechanism to handle emotional distress.

Dream is the ideas guy, George is the filter, and Sapnap is the hypeman.

They have little to no jealousy between them, usually when they DO have jealousy it's over the ideas and not over attention.

George was the one who started the 'we need to be nice' conversation, and brought up Sapnap's chocolate covered shirt while they had this talk.

They consider themselves a unit when it comes to content creation and fame. They all co-parent the three channels together.

Add more in the notes if you want! :D

(You can also copy-paste this post onto your own blog if you want to/if I have you blocked for whatever reason - it's a resource and I don't want to gatekeep!)