The White Poppy

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.

got any long completed high school au fics?

as always this first one is one of my all time favs :))

lovesick (the beat inside my head) by meridies

After moving to Florida, George relies on his online best friend, Dream, to help him adjust to his new school. But only a few weeks in, George falls head over heels for one of the most popular boys in school, Clay. With the help of his new wingman, Sapnap, and his best friend Dream, George tries to win Clay over. Surely nothing about this will go wrong.

Risqué rumours and fake romances by polaroidpaints

George's fists turned clammy at his sides, and he pulled himself to sit on the closest desk, throwing his arms up hopelessly, "He's gone too far this time. Spreading rumours about my... appeal."

Karl settled down opposite him, crossing his legs, "You'd prefer that he say you're bad at sex?"

Or, Dream and George are school rivals, and when Dream takes it a bit too far and spreads a rumour that leaves them as pretend boyfriends, George decides to teach him a lesson.

Pine hill by angelbeachcat

Academic rivals Dream and George get stuck sharing a room for their senior year at Pine Hill Academy. Dream doesn't have time to waste arguing with George; they already do that plenty during Robotics meetings and every other situation where the two of them are forced to work together. He's got more important things, like football and college to worry about. When George begins to disappear at odd intervals, Dream finds himself more concerned than he thinks he should be.

The Blind Date by jooshi

Dream and George hated each other. No—they absolutely despised each other—and it had been that way for years.

Everyone knew it too. Their families, friends, hell the entire school knew of their burning dislike for every fiber of the other's being.

Which was why their (apparently very stupid) friends, thought it would be a great idea to set them up on a date, and leave the two of them uninformed that it would be with the one person they hated.

And, as if that wasn't enough, a bet was made to stir up more drama.

The Exchange Student by small_latte

Dream knew his spot on the football team was practically guaranteed, having played quarterback since his freshman year (one of the youngest in the school’s history, he’d been told). His life was playing out like a bad teen Disney movie, minus the head cheerleader hanging off his arm. He hadn’t exactly intended for that to be the case - he was just naturally athletic, he was polite, he found it easy to make friends.

A warm voice came from the front of the room, “And please welcome our exchange student this year, George Davidson. He’s here from our sister-school in London, and will be on campus until summer next year.”

Karl's hosting the new exchange student, and Dream wants to adopt him into his little group of dumb loud friends. It takes Dream a while to realise that he's actually falling in love.

You Had to Be There to Get It

Summay: Thomas knows that he sometimes relates to different sides for different reasons, but this situation is a new one.

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Hii! Idk if youll be able to help me, but ive been looking for this fic for ages: dream was a famous streamer but gnf wasnt, they were secret boyfriends and the fic was about ppl finding out abt them (?) I dont remember if it was sfw or not, and im almost certain it was a 5+1 thing?

Anyway, thank you ♡

i have most certainly seen this fic around before but i cant seem to find it right now ?? it may or may not be deleted

does anybody have the link?

“Oh, my god, you look beautiful.”

“It’s Cher.”

get you the moon

Chapter 2

5.6k words (10.3k total) | Rated E | Chapter 2/7

It’s George’s birthday, and he finally allows himself to love.

Tags: Friends To Lovers, Birthday, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Eventual Smut

Chapter 2 Extract:

“Where are we going?” George inquires as he stops the nervous pacing, taking a few steps back to hop on the counter. Dream’s eyes run up and down his whole body, and something churns inside the Brit’s stomach.

“You look good,” he says, words burning against the back of his throat, before he clears it and nods at his clothes. “Is that mine?”

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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.

I read the fic a while ago and it was like, dream had a lot of money from his shitty dead dad and he and George were spending it traveling but they’d also kind of fight and it wasn’t exactly a healthy relationship but It was really potent and I think I discovered it on this page

anyway thanks

this must've been before i joined, but looking!

ao3: “behind the door” rating: T warnings: kid sides, some remus typical thoughts, food mention genre: hurt/comfort description: Remus can’t sleep. Anything could come get him. Anything. (day 4:  “Imagination, of course, can open any door - turn the key and let terror walk right in.” — Truman Capote, In Cold Blood @tsshipmonth2020) 

Remus isn’t afraid of the dark.

He’s not.

He’s not afraid of the Imagination, either. That would be stupid. The Imagination is his playground! His much cooler playground, since his brother’s is lame. All fluffy clouds and stupid little castles and dumb villagers. The only cool thing is the dragon witch, and Remus helped create that. She lives on his side and occasionally visits Roman’s kingdom to wreak mayhem. He giggles to himself a little, tucked up in his bed.

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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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