Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings:

This is still one of my favorite grumps moments ever.

the white poppy

Dream didn’t say anything more, so George didn’t either. He let the words that festered inside him eat through his heart and ribs and skin until he was bleeding out on the lumpy mattress. He didn’t say everything that might convince Dream to stay; instead he wrapped his hands around his ribs and hunched his shoulders as if that would contain him.

I miss you. I’m scared of you leaving me forever. I need you and you need me. I regret walking away that day. I love you.

He didn’t even say goodbye. He didn’t say anything at all.

c!dnf, and the roads that lead home.

stream it on ao3!

love by candlelight

9.4k | Rated T | oneshot

Patience is a virtue, they say. Dream must be the most virtuous man on Earth.

Tags: Meetup Fic, Friends to Lovers, Angst, Domestic Fluff, Getting Together

Extract:

Dream’s always liked autumn. He thinks it’s the same color as fire, and just as threatening.

Autumn is chilly, vast, empty. There’s some unspoken magic that comes with September, and his mind seems to clear when clouds cover the sky above him.

Conveniently, George got his visa on the first day of autumn.

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Chapter One

Author’s Note: And welcome back to your regularly scheduled regularly scheduled program!

Alright, summary that’s as non graphic as I can make it!  In the last chapter, Virgil goes to rescue Janus, then buys Janus time to fix the barrier by shifting to take his place.  Janus realizes he’s messed up just a tiny bit, and he and the rest of the sides and Thomas all go down to rescue Virgil, who’s being tortured by the other sides there, using an idea Remus gave them back when he was down there alone and trying anything to stop being bored.  Remus rescues him by killing Malice, but Virgil still asks Remus to kill him rather than recover from the injuries he has, so Remus does.  It ends there, and Virgil’s now out of commission for a little bit.

Also, hopefully last heads up, but there’s not going to be a chapter next week because I’ll be out of internet range.  This should be the last time, and there should (knock on wood) be a chapter every week until the story is done after that.

Chapter Thirty-Three:

Janus had locked Cruelty and Positivity up in their rooms for the indefinite future.  He said he’d locked Malice’s door prematurely, so he’d be locked up when he reappeared.  Remus wasn’t sure why the hell he told him.  It’s not like that was enough to make up for everything.

Virgil’s door would likely be gone for another week, meaning Remus was alone, again, and he hated it.  Everyone was giving him a wide berth, which he wanted, obviously, but it meant he had nothing and no one.  The creatures he made in The Imagination got boring after a while, especially since all his ideas were apparently so useless.

Well.  Not that Malice would think so.

Remus tried to distract himself from the crushing guilt and loneliness by giving Thomas tons of horrible ideas about what could happen, doing his part while Virgil wasn’t here.

Tommy-boy was a bit of a mess, as he always was when Virgil was gone.  They were all kind of spending most of their time watching him.  Remus did his part entirely from his room so he wouldn’t have to see any of their stupid faces, and lived his life under dark of night like the horrifying monster that he was.  He didn’t really expect that to work forever, but he also didn’t expect anyone who found him due to getting a glass of water or midnight snack to stick around for very long.

He certainly didn’t expect Patton to be the side that stuck around.

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Hello hello, would you guys have any soft dnf recs?

retracing my steps by twostorms

“You missed me,” George cuts him off and wraps his arms around his neck, pulling Dream into a second hug that’s somehow warmer than the first, even if less forceful.

“I missed you,” Dream affirms, the top of George’s head so close to his lips that he can feel his breathing shifting his hair. “So much, George.”

“I know,” George whispers, and Dream can hear the smile in his voice. And Dream knows that even if he doesn’t say it, the way George’s thumb brushes against his hair at the nape of his neck means I missed you too.

george comes home for the summer after his first year away at college, and dream decides 800 miles of driving are his last chance to convince him to stay.

Tying you to me by summerchai

After seeing fan made fibre art, Dream is determined to master the craft of knitting. As a result, George receives a closet's worth of blue items, and is feeling very normal about it.

OR

Dream is into knitting. George is into Dream.

carnival bass by urplace

It’s stupid. It’s so fucking stupid. Stupid enough to warrant a show on TLC: Child-hater George experiences his sweet boyfriend’s babysitting skills first-hand for the first time, and promptly experiences a chronic case of baby fever.

george's complicated spiral into deciding—sporadically—that he wants to raise a kid alongside dream

the person that sent you this by luckylikeyou

George finally gets the chance to come to Orlando to meet Dream in person. Once he lands, he notices an unassuming TikTok from Dream in his inbox.

"The person that sent you this thinks you're really cute, and if you don't respond to this in the next minute, you have to kiss them."

way back then (did anybody ever say no to you?) by halocupid

However, George was all lilted smiles and teasing—this guy wasn’t actually going to give a random stranger on the road six hundred dollars for a hoodie, right?

But the handsome stranger was already nodding. “Deal.”

George starts reselling clothes. Dream overpays him.

van gogh out with me by moonsooms

"You - was that a pick up line?" He asks, taken back, and Dream almost laughs. "I'm about to steal a seventeen million dollar artifact, and your first instinct is to flirt with me?"

"I mean, I don't know, why not," Dream smiles, despite being able to list many reasons as to why not.

(Dream, local superhero, attempts to recruit the infamous art thief that keeps slipping away.

Clay, local college student, attempts not to fall in love with the waiter who knows an unnatural amount about art.)

hii! i was wondering if you have any shy George fics?

don't really know what else to reccomend for this trope

— shell by spicyscorpio (teen | comp. | 13k)

College AU in which Dream falls in love with the shy, pretty boy in his art class who seems to always hide from the world.

— ready for you by bathsuds (expl. | comp. | 4k)

under the shower stream, dream fingers george for the second time.

Hello! I’m pretty sure the fic was deleted and there’s very little chance of finding it but it’s a college AU where George is a librarian and dream keeps checking out books to see him while trying to get advice from yahoo answers (and quackity constantly trolls him in responses to his posts) over his crush. any help would be appreciated :)

looking! it sounds v cute i hope somebody can find it!

I'm sad because now that the new George-in-Florida Era has begun, my brain no longer enjoys older meet-up fics. I begin to read them and when I come to incorrect details I am thrown out of the story. Do you perhaps have recommendations for post-reveal meet-up fics that more closely follow the actual circumstances? I did love <i>nebula</i> by purestcinnamonroll

twitchcon fics here, and here are a few more biblically accurate meetup fics :)

diving in the deep end by sweetuhcreature

Dream shakes his head when he talks, shrugs his shoulders and raises his brows. He’s very expressive, in a silly, awkward sort of way, like he’s never been a person before, even in private. George loves it, and he loves it more than he thought he would that the entire world gets to experience this with him — their entire world...

They don’t get everything though, and George loves that more. Dream opens his mouth, then closes it, and George feels assured that nobody else will ever get a moment like this with him.

It's George's first night in Florida. He and Dream take a drive.

think it's meant to be (more than anything i can think of) by snakeinaboyband

“Isn’t that crazy?” George asks, “I just, like, left.”

“And now you’re here,” Dream smoothes fingers over the hand resting against his skin, “With me.”

“You are literally the one thing I’d give everything up for,” George says a bit too honestly at first, then tacks on for good measure, “Isn’t that dumb? You’re literally an idiot.”

are you with me? by thisisamistake

“If you get nervous, if you feel yourself panic if you feel anything that isn’t happy and safe and comfortable. You look at me, okay? I’ll be right there.”

Distantly they hear one of the Twitch staff sharply call George’s name.

All at once, Dream hears the echoes of the screaming crowd again.

He feels the panic rise in his throat again but George’s palms drop to grab his hands.

“Okay. Okay, I’ll look at you, I promise.”

“You’ve got this Dream, I believe in you.” George leans forward once more and presses a soft kiss to the corner of Dream’s mouth.

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Dream's first public appearance after face revealing and it's not what he expected.

Things Learned in Little Time by armsofasunflwer

“I wanted to kiss you,” George says quietly, and it feels as if stars start to glimmer in his eyes.

Dream swallows thickly. “Wanted to?”

“When I first got here, filming the vlog. When I went to kiss you, it’s not because I thought it’d be funny. It’s because I actually really wanted to. At first I thought it was just the heat of the moment and a rush of emotions, but it hasn't calmed down since then.”

“What about now?”

“Well.” George smiles as he looks away for a millisecond. “I still really want to kiss you.”

Since George moved to Florida, things have finally started to feel normal, the way they were always supposed to. Except one thing. When he 'jokingly' tried to kiss Dream during the vlog.

ao3: “orange slices” rating: T warnings: platonic drlamp, unsympathetic orange, mild violence genre: hurt/comfort description:  Virgil doesn’t know how good he has it until that good is threatened by something he never saw coming. (day 6:  “When you have too much faith in something, it’s bound to hurt you. Too much faith in anything will suck you dry. In this way, all the world is a vampire.” — Poppy Z. Brite @tsshipmonth2020 )

Virgil looks at the ground, his ears ringing. His cheek burns from the imprint of Orange’s hand.

“I thought you were different,” he says, in the hushed quiet. “I-”

“Well,” Orange drawls. His eyes are very red when Virgil looks up. “That was your first mistake, Virgil.” He prowls closer, forcing Virgil to back up.

“You really thought we were friends?” Orange asks. His teeth are like needles in the light. “Me, friends with a faerie?” He laughs, short and sharp, and it hurts more than the slap ever could.

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tags: Fluff, Mutual Pining, high school au, radio rebel au, kind of not really tho, identity porn, enemies to friends to lovers, an abandoned chuck e cheese used as a plot device, romanticisation of brown eyes