For Everyone Who Wants To Enjoy Some Gay Rights Here’s Adam’s “I’m Gay” Scene

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clay | Dream/GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF) Characters: Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Steven Universe Additional Tags: Steven universe is not in this its actually Steven moreira there just wasnt a tag for that, DNF, dreamnotfound, slay, soccer boyfriends, Football | Soccer, George is on the Columbus crew, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Author is a Clay | Dream Apologist (Video Blogging RPF), Soft GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), American Football Player GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Football Player Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF) Summary:

“You should be worried about yourself, with that leg.”

Eyes narrowed. “It worked, by the way. What you did.”

George raised an eyebrow, slowly reaching for the drink again as though he could tell he’d need it for whatever this is about to be. “What… Do you mean?” Another sip, and Dream hated himself for worrying about seeing George in his position– on the field, unable to stand up. He kept his guard anyway.

“You didn’t care about me out there,” Dream states confidently, pushing outlying strands of hair behind his ears. “You just wanted to be in my head. It worked, but I got the goal anyway.”

-

or, dream and george play football state v state :] gayness ensues

a prayer for which no words exist dnf | 11k words | rated mature

angst with a happy ending | past relationships | college au

Every little touch lights George on fire, shades of burning red casting over his senses when he’s in contact with his lover. You drive me crazy. George can’t find it in himself to be mad. I love you like a sixty year-old smoker loves his Reds.

There’s something about Dream that’s so addictive; nicotine infused in those soft lips that George loves to kiss. Last night, he kissed Dream like it was his sole source of oxygen. You breathe the life into me.

Dream is addictive. George proudly lets him flood every sense he has, lets him flood with magma touches until they’ve both gone mad. Did you know that a prayer could be so homoerotic?

A less-than-platonic affair between distance-split best friends causes a whirlwind of feelings, and George deals with them in the most sporadic way possible.

Any fake relationships recs perhaps?

so many its my fav troupe!

kerosene to a flame by orphan_account - Mature

“Okay, hear me out. This is gonna sound a little crazy, but, uh, I need you to be my boyfriend,” Clay says sheepishly, running a hand through his hair.

George’s heart stops. How the hell does he respond to that?

so far in running by myicedcoffee

"I bet you a month’s worth of compsci homework and a muffin that you can’t make it through all two weeks of winter break without breaking and telling your mum the truth.'

That's probably the stupidest thing Dream had ever heard come out of George’s mouth, and that was saying a lot, but saying no to George had proven to be an unnecessarily hard thing to do.

So, of course, Dream finds himself looking George dead in the face yet again, holding his hand out to shake on it.

'Deal,' he grumbles, but he can feel the grin tugging on his face, and he knows George can see it too.

or,

Chocolate chip muffins, a bet, and a fake relationship. What could go wrong?

to the light by andthentheybow

“Dream,” George says, as soon as he can see the other. He’s breathless- he’s just grabbed Lucy from where she was chasing after Cat, and he settles her on his lap quickly. He spits it out before he gets too nervous and backs out. “Will you pretend to be my boyfriend for Christmas?”

Dream is silent for a count of eight- George ticks every second in his head. Then, slowly, Dream breaks into a grin.

“Hello to you too,” he says, laughing in that charming way, and God does George need to get his feelings under control if this is going to work. “Hello, Lucy."

“Hi, Dream!” Lucy responds, waving at the computer screen. One of her hands comes up to rest on George’s chin, and she squeezes. He bats her arm down, and she pouts up at him.

eternal recurrence by niunepp [Archived]

Dream stares at him, venom swirling around in pools of pale green. “You thought it would be funny. To sign me up for a fucking love contest.”

Another sip.

“You and George,” he corrects—biting back a grin when Dream’s lips curl into a scowl.

or,

Dream has been pining over his best friend for entirely too long, and Sapnap—forced to hear about the beauty of George's eyelashes on a daily basis—takes matters into his own hands. After all, a little bet paired with an annual love contest never hurt anyone.

merry kissmas by myicedcoffee

She gives him an odd look. “You’re an adult, Dream. You’re allowed to sleep in the same room as your boyfriend.”

Dream freezes, and George chokes on air behind him. “What?” Dream says, eloquently, at the same time as George says, “Oh.”

Dream takes George home for Christmas, and they end up pretending they're in a relationship—or the five times they don't kiss, and the one time they do.

definitely not friends by twostorms

“There you go,” George puts on his best customer service voice, moving quickly to hand the stranger his drink, and it clicks when he notices a brightly-coloured braided bracelet on the man’s wrist. He’s wearing a few rings too, none that particularly stick out, but George would recognize that bracelet anywhere. There’s a matching blue-coloured one in a drawer in his desk that he tries not to think too much about but can never bear to get rid of.

“Dream.” George blurts out the name before he has the chance to think it through.

or; George and Dream grew up together, then grew apart. Somehow, they're lucky enough to get a second chance.

is it gay to fuck the homies? by youresheesh - Explicit

“What if it happens again?”

Now it's Dreams turn to stare, mink blanking.

He has a point, but Dream can't seem to make sense of it, what kind of answer he's looking for, or what answer to give other than 'so be it.' “Then we have fun with it and move on again. If we both, like, want it, then I don't see why—I mean, what's so wrong with that?”

“'If we both want it,'” George echoes slowly and Dream desperately wishes he knew how to shut the hell up sometimes. “Do you...? Want that?”

He's fairly certain his heart skips a beat or two.

.

or: Dream and George come up with a plan to convince Sapnap dnf is real, but their prank turns on them when they take it one step too far.

A Want Of Clarity

Summary: “I’m sorry, did you forget the part where I’m your creativity?  Obviously I have opinions on the matter!”

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Do you by any chance know any good hurt/comfort fics?

That i do!

Most of them are janus focused (i mean... C'mon its me) but anyway, all of these are ao3 links. Please read the tags on them, they can get dark at times..

Anyway!

Secrets and lies by Arwriter. Janus focused

To sew a liar by aimandfire. Janus focused

Agathokakological by Fried_Lemons. Remus focused, also can play with your emotions like a fucking puppet, but it's currently a wip and 50k words. Great fic, probably one of my favorites and i heavily recommend it

Janus and yarncrafts by doomedkelpie. Janus focused

Watching (myself) drift away by doomedkepie. Janus focused

Questions by doomedkepie (again). Janus and Remus focused

More important then you know by peachsneakers. Janus focused

Shedding by kieraelieson. Janus focused.

Obligation by coby_thinks. Janus focused.

The hummingford by thefoxoffiction. Janus focused.

If you want amazing remus angst, i highly recommend fried_lemons on AO3

For logan angst, i recommend @/sidespromptblog

For more hurt/comforty fluff type of fics, @/5am-the-foxing-hour

For pure angst, @/a-small-batch-of-dragons (although they do also make a lot of hurt comfort)

Hope you like em!!

Hello:) can you rec some fics where dreams is possessive of George and/or George also at some point gets possessive of dream? Doesn’t matter if is established or not thanks !

Lost in Translation by yungluv - Mature

The blaring thump of George's heart serves as an alarm, reminding him that where he crossed this line the first time there was reason. There was alcohol intoxicating his fingertips as they wound through Dream's hair, there was the excuse of a dumb college party where everyone hooks up with anyone, and there was Dream's sticky and sweet gaze on him, luring him in.

Dream's tugged away from the soft yellow glow of the hallway into the dim, shadow-plagued room, and George welcomes him lips-first.

How could this be a bad idea when Dream's lips feel like that?

Or, George's one-night stand with his least favorite person turns into a little more than that.

bite marks and bruises by miamango - Explicit

The alpha standing in front of him certainly isn’t Sapnap.

He smells like smoke and crackling embers and pitch. It’s stupidly attractive. George dislikes him immediately.

Despite being an alpha, George hasn’t gone on a date in years. His life becomes a disaster from the very moment he antagonizes his date’s infuriating roommate.

i tend to really dislike a/b/o, but this is like an actually really good interesting one :]

behind closed doors by myicedcoffee - Mature

“I said yes,” he interrupts. “That we’re... together. I told him we’re together.”

George raises his eyebrows. “You did what?”

George and Dream are friends with benefits, but when people find out, they pretend they're in a relationship to cushion the blow on their reputations.

Summer of Twenty by seryters - Explicit

"I've never kissed anybody," George confesses.

Dream doesn't understand how that's possible. Like this, basked in the comfort of the moonlight, George is beautiful.

"Really? Who wouldn't want to kiss you?" There's too much honesty in Dream's voice. It's raw—a confession practically begging to be brought to light.

"Dream," George is careful, as if his next words could lead to Dream's downfall.

And they do.

"Can you teach me how to kiss?"

One Night With You (Is All I'm Dreamin' Of) by snakeinaboyband

No words are exchanged, George scooting close to rest his arms on the windowsill, chin atop them as he closes his eyes to the breeze. His thigh presses to Dream’s and his side is vulnerable against his arm, warm skin under baggy cotton. They breathe together for a moment, absorbing what they each need from each other, before George turns his head. His lips curve up, voice nearly a whisper, “Couldn’t sleep?”

strange trails by honeyplease

Dream clears his throat. That jealous thing has its claws on either side of his windpipe and doesn’t budge. “Well, both of those. But I was- well, I was gonna ask, how’s it going with that guy in class?”

He doesn’t mean for the words to come out, not really, but betrayal and hot blood are dangerous things to ignore, especially when he holds them in his throat. If he leaves it too long, he’ll choke on his own suppositions.

Maybe if Dream wasn’t in love with him, he wouldn’t have noticed the way George’s spine stiffened under his thick coat, or the minuscule raise of his shoulders. But he is, so he does, and the jealous thing flames. He’s defensive, Dream thinks miserably. It’s true.

dream is in his final year at college- with graduation, real jobs, and final exams looming, he leaps at the opportunity for a winter break getaway with his closest friends. but when disaster strikes, and he gets stranded with the boy he’s had a crush on for three years, he’s forced to confront much more than just his survival.

Hiii do you by any chance have any succubus!gnf recs???

i could only find this one

— Hateful Tongue, Loving Mouth by technobeta (expl. | comp. | 6k)

Dream never liked George. From the moment he first undressed in the locker rooms and saw the tiny brunet call a large linebacker over by the wave of his hand and the sway of his hips, nothing about him was good.

have u got any soft, gentle, living together fics? I don't mind smut

you're right here now and i think you'll stay by womanhunt - Mature

Softly, he begins speaking. “You did so good, love.”

Dream should ask what he’s talking about, but he knows George. Knows that he isn’t just talking about him listening in the bathtub. Knows that he’s talking about everything they’ve done together in the past few weeks, and how overwhelming it all has been for Dream.

Suddenly, at the words, Dream feels tears filling his eyes. Before meeting in person, he’d never known George like this, and it was terrifying.

Soft, earnest, and nothing but sweet and gentle to him. Gone was the poking in an attempt to get a reaction, or the name calling filled with endless affection. Left in its place was only sweetness endlessly overflowing through every single one of his actions. It escaped in every look he sent to Dream, and in the way his giggles seemed full of mirth. It escaped in the way his voice inexplicably softened when it was turned in Dream’s direction, and the way his touches were all gentle and explorative in a way that Dream never thought to anticipate. He’s different here; he’s different for Dream.

what it is to gain (and love along the way) in lovesick series by effervescentwolf

“You’re sweaty,” George says, “but I want to touch you anyway.” He removes his hand and then leans down and kisses where warmth still lingers on Dream’s chest, lips gentle as he kisses as close to Dream’s heart he can get without opening him up. Dream can feel it deep in his chest regardless, so deep within him it warms him from the inside out.

“I think I love you,” George whispers against Dream’s skin. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

“Nothing,” Dream breathes. “Nothing’s wrong with you.”

-

Or Dream is sick. George just really loves him.

Be Hungry For Me by ivegivenuponyou - Explicit

It starts in the kitchen, as all lovely things do.

It starts with Dream, 3 pounds of roughly sliced yellow onions in a deep saucepan with three tablespoons of butter, and George.

or: a collection of moments where Dream and George fall in love in the kitchen.

starlight, starbright from sweet dreams series by sadiehour (akapeterman)

“That’s twice tonight, baby,” Dream murmured, placing a gentle hand against George’s back. “You okay?”

George whipped his head around to stare at him, his eyes clear. “What?”

Dream froze, his own half-asleep haze melting away as surprise etched its way through his veins.

“Oh, hey, George.” He tried to sound casual as heat rose to his face and his ears burned scarlet. “Sorry, I thought you were sleepwalking.”

“You thought I was what?”

or; 4 times George sleepwalks, and one time he's still awake.

Morning Glory by ollieeyes - Explicit [Archived]

Because Dream knows George, knows him in caustic laughter and the way he pokes fun at anything that’s been deemed fair game, knows him in reserved bouts of affection and silent acceptance of when people try to show him fondness. It’s not that George is uncaring, but that he’s determined, rough around the edges, fiercely independent and intensely private.

But in Dream’s house, his bare feet padding on Dream’s stairs, his hands grasping Dream’s glass, George doesn’t seem so distant anymore. It seems that he’s sitting right here on Dream’s chest, forcing himself to be noticed. That he’s climbing into Dream’s skin to share the same space with him.

After years of skirting around his desire, Dream realizes he might have a thing for George’s softer side.

melt your headaches, call it home by womanhunt - Explicit

One of the first holidays that Dream spends with George is his birthday.

Of course, it isn’t technically the first holiday they’ve spent together. There were entirely too many holidays, in Dream’s opinion, spent stuck in Discord calls with nothing but each other’s voices for company. He remembers spending birthdays, Christmases, Valentine’s Days stuck talking to George from across the ocean. As time went on, celebrating felt pointless. Holidays became drab and dreary, and he no longer found himself looking forward to them. The wait for the visa dragged endlessly on and on, and everything in his life seemed to lose purpose.

That was until the beginning of August, when they finally got an update on the visa for the first time in months.

Or, a look into Dream and George spending each of their first holidays together in person.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clay | Dream/GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF) Characters: Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF) Additional Tags: Letters, Love Letters, Love Confessions, GeorgeNotFound In Florida (Video Blogging RPF), Fluff, last meetup fic before the real thing, Requited Love, Idiots in Love, Soft Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Soft GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Clay | Dream is So Whipped (Video Blogging RPF), Quotations, Canon Compliant, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, so many old dnf references and quotes, Friends to Lovers, Kissing, Requited Unrequited Love Summary:

Dream mustered a watery smile. “I love you so much, George. So, so much. Drowning isn’t strong enough of a word. I feel like I'm dead. Like I’ve reached the steps of heaven and this is the Gods’ ways of letting me down gently.”

George hummed, wrapping himself tighter around Dream.

“If that’s true, then they’ve made a mistake, because I’m never letting you leave.” George ran his thumb over Dream’s bottom lip, watching how it trembled ever so slightly. “Heaven can’t have you. This paradise is mine.”

George arrives in Florida, and George finds a letter that Dream wrote him and never sent. What follows is a lot of self-indulgent nostalgia, reminiscing on seven years of friendship and new love.

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