#dnf fic

[alittledizzy]

ianal sapnap pov (dream/george) rated mature, 1.1k

a reddit user [23m] is having a very specific issue with his roommates [25m, 28m]

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[gottagetshiver]

Day 21 is here! Go stream: Seated Wheelbarrow

25 days of sex-mas: kama sutra

Advent calendars.

Dream and George had fun trying out sex toys last year, so now they try something new.

Kama Sutra.

[dnfity]

this is gonna get like 2 kudos but whatever STREAM MY SILLY LITTLE DNF HURRICANE FIC I WROTE INSTEAD OF STUDYING

[heliumwastaken]

There’s something deeply cruel about being a teenager and having the weight of the multiverse on your back.

Here’s art based on the fic I’m currently writing called No Hesitation! It’s a Sci-Fi + Fantasy adventure, with a sideplot of romance. There’s a link to the first chapter and close ups under the cut :)

[gottagetshiver]

September Blossoms

19k, rated E, mind the tags

George was born without a secondary gender. He’s just George, he’s just a guy.

Or is he?

[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)

[finelinens1994]

commission for @tippysnores, based on his wonderful time travel series not afraid of living on a faultline :)

[czargasm]

All it takes is a little stream and suddenly I'm back with some new fic for you. Warning: It is basically pure smut with some fluff at the beginning and end.

I Like The Way You Look In My Things

DNF | Explicit | 3,926 | Complete

It's the night before George's birthday and he's been wearing Dream's bracelet all night. Dream likes the way George looks in his things. He takes the time to show him how much.

[scoops404]

Let Me Familiarize You

Halloween fic!!! Wooo yay!!

Complete // E // Read Tags // reblogs very welcome!

Words: 13,000

Summary:

The first thing you need to know is that George is a witch. He comes from a long line of witches. He’s nowhere near as powerful as his mum or sister, but it’s okay because he never really cared to learn the craft like them. The magic is still there, buzzing constantly under his skin, wanting to be used.

The second thing you need to know is that he didn’t mean to make Patches into his familiar. He didn’t. He would have asked if he was going to do it on purpose.

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[tellyouily]

i'll take you all the way

dnf - fluff - late night conversations - 792 words

just dnf talking about silly things late at night and being very soft about it as per usual

my first dip into writing in a long while – i hope you enjoy!! :)

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Credits start to roll on George’s laptop screen, and Dream lets his eyes fall shut to the familiar outro music. George’s warmth leaves him when he sits up to move the laptop onto the floor, and Dream is tired enough to try to pull him back immediately.

“Okay, chill,” George huffs, but Dream ignores it, burying his face in the back of George’s neck as soon as he’s lying down again.

“What even is that show?” Dream mumbles, his words muffled. “It’s ass.”

“It’s not,” George insists. They’ve had this discussion before, and Dream usually doesn’t win. Either way, he is happy to watch almost anything that George wants if it’s late enough and the day has been long enough.

George shuffles around and pushes at Dream’s shoulder gently, urging him to lay down flat so George can lay his head on his chest. “I think you like it subconsciously.”

Dream hums. Maybe he does—he honestly couldn’t name one detail of any episode they’ve watched. Mostly because he has been half– if not fully asleep for all of them. He closes his eyes and absentmindedly slips just his fingertips under the band of George’s sleep shorts.

“Dream.”

“Mm?”

“Do you think people actually have good sex on their honeymoons?”

“Wh–” The absurdity of the question makes Dream laugh despite the exhaustion in his limbs. “I don’t know—how would I know that?”

He can only assume that he missed something to do with this in the episode, but if he’s honest it could just as well be taken completely out of thin air. George shrugs, “You know things.”

Dream tries to picture it—the first night together between a married couple. “I mean, I’d assume not,” he says eventually.

“Why?”

Dream sinks slightly into the hand playing with his hair, feeling so comfortable that he could slip away to sleep in less than a minute if he wanted.

“‘Cause you’d be tired from the wedding and the dinner and all of that,” he replies anyway, because George asked.

“And there’d be so much pressure,” he adds.

George hums thoughtfully.

“Plus… you’d probably both be super drunk, and like, overexcited.”

Dream fidgets with the fabric hem between his fingertips, his thumb grazing the soft skin of George’s stomach. He’s been getting toned this past year and Dream is as obsessed with it as he is with everything George-related: very .

“Also, some people save their first time for their wedding night, right? And that sex just… can’t be good. There’s no way.”

George snorts, which makes Dream laugh, too.

“Why is that funny?”

“Just is,” George says with another shrug. “Why do you know everything?”

Dream noses at soft curls. “I don’t, idiot.” He slides his hand across George’s stomach, “I just know the answers to your stupid questions.”

George laughs, carding his fingers through Dream’s hair and trailing them down to his ear, his jaw. His thumb ghosts Dream’s bottom lip, pressing into it once.

“We’d both fall asleep early,” he predicts after a moment.

Dream smiles, because George is probably right. “Yeah.”

Silence envelops them then, and Dream feels like he’s punishing himself when he reluctantly draws his hand away from George and pokes one leg out from the duvet. He turns to George, “I have to go put Patches in her room."

George sighs and stretches, and Dream leans in and kisses his face at random before getting up. "I'll be right back."

The tiles in the hallway are cold beneath his feet and it might just be how tired he is, but not being in his bed right now hits him like physical pain. It hurts enough to make him hurry up, beelining for the room he knows Patches is in.

His office is her favorite room in the house as much as it’s his least favorite right now. Both because it’s a room without his warm bed that currently has George in it, and because Fusion is slowly making him lose his mind. He finds Patches curled up into herself in her usual spot in his office chair, and lifts her carefully into his arms to take her to her room.

She would wake them all up at four a.m. if they let her roam free, so getting her a room was the compromise. That is, a room with food, water, a litter box, soft blankets, and a cat door she hasn’t realized (yet) that she can use whenever she wants.

Back in his own room, Dream has never been so ready to let sleep overtake him. He slips back under the sleep-warm covers, and smiles when George – already dead asleep – immediately melts to his side.

If their honeymoon ends anything like this, he couldn't be happier.

[alittledizzy]

what if we just dream/george 5.1k, rated explicit

It’s been a long, shitty month - scratch that, it’s been a long, shitty year - and Dream is ready for something new. So, he asks George on a date.

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[dreamidaydreaming]

the water's sweet (but blood is thicker)

Rated E | Alpha Dream | Vampire George | Mutual Pining | 10k words

For @dteamomegaverse

Excerpts:

Dream look beautiful even underneath the dim light of the moon. His curls look soft to touch, there's a half shadow beneath his eyelashes that framed his face beautifully, all angular angles. George can hear the soft sound of his breath as he sleeps, the steady pace of his heartbeat.

He lets himself reach out just for a moment, tracing Dream's face with his hand and his eyes. Drinking him in. George doesn't believe in God but for a moment he's a believer. Dream looks like he's been carved by God himself, beautiful, unreachable.

George touches Dream forehead feeling the warmness through it, the faint smattering freckles underneath his eyes, the soft plush of his lips. His neck, the rush of blood through it. God does he wants to taste.

“Dream,” He lets himself taste the name, curling into it. Feels himself growing comfortable with it. If he ever has the chance to die, it's the last thing he wants to utter. Maybe God does exist if he allows George to meet Dream like this. It's still surreal, and he can't believe it's true.

George traces Dream's hands next, the veiny arms that were begging to be bitten. The way that it holds him like something holy.

He sighs, tucking his face into Dream's neck feeling the blood that rushes through it. If he dies he doesn't mind dying like this.

[dnfity]

dream wants you to read this new fic!!!!

dnf fic | 3.4k wc | rated E

[hardtofindneuro]

first times

dnf fic, 1.3k words

dream and george spend their first hurricane together.

[tinogiehd]

we need to talk

relationship: dream/george

sapnap POV

wc: 7.3k words

WOOOWRITER X WOMANHUNT (@fujogie) COLLAB

[livingproofoftbd]

we're not alone

rated t | 7k words

tags: ghost george, memory loss, car accidents, bittersweet ending, books, character death (referenced)

“It’s no Dream,” George says teasingly. He pushes himself to his feet, stepping carefully over the fallen books to come closer to Dream. “Can you see me?” Dream squints, looking at him. And through him. George sighs. “Sorry,” Dream says. “Maybe. That’s usually next.” “You really do meet a lot of ghosts?” Dream snorts. “So many. I’m like a ghost magnet or something.”

or, George is a ghost who finds himself in the company of a mysterious bookshop owner

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THIS ISNT AS BAD AS IT LOOKS I PROMISE enjoy :)