You Had To Be There To Get It

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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What You Don’t Know Can’t Hurt You

Chapter One

Chapter Two:

Janus woke up slowly, and that was weird.

He didn’t wake up slowly.  He woke up to Remus banging on his door shouting obscenities or breakfast ideas.  On worse days he woke up to one of the others banging on his door, and a note from Remus that he was going over to bug Patton and try and sneak maggots into his pancake batter when he wasn’t looking.  He didn’t wake up to quiet and stillness.  Something must be wrong.

Janus opened his eyes and sat up quickly, and that was when he recognized the room he was in, and all of last night came flooding back.  Had Virgil actually asked him to stay here?  Had he actually agreed?  Why the hell had he done that?

Janus rubbed his eyes and slumped back against the headboard.  Maybe he could find some way to take it back.  He could tell Virgil he was delirious from blood loss, or tired from being hunted down by Pride and he didn’t know what he was saying.

He doubted Virgil would let him take it back, though.  He was stuck here at this point.  Which meant what, exactly?

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even gayer now, everyone.

“How do you see me, King George?” Dream said, voice gentle and tinted with hope, eyes boring onto George’s as he searched for an answer.

They are the same color as grass, leaves, emeralds, earth… They are not dull.

“Dreamily,” George whispered, but Dream heard, and he lightly laughed.

Oh.

“Was that supposed to be a pun, your majesty?” The knight snickered, tucking a loose strand of dirty blonde hair behind his ear.

George couldn’t mutter a response, caught in a daze as he stared at him and his colors. Dream’s hair seemed even more golden against the sunset, with his cheeks a gentle shade of red, his lips painted with a soft tint of pink, and his eyes seemed as if they had a forest inside them.

Help me, oh heavens.

“Assuming by your reaction, I say they work.” Dream said, squaring his shoulders as he felt quite proud of himself. After a moment that lingered where they only stood and stared, Dream stepped back, spreading his arms as he gestured around the field they were on. “The colors of the world, your majesty. Look at them.”

But I want to look at you.

George could only watch as the knight ran around the field, pointing to different flowers and butterflies that flew by, and at the sight of the knight’s enthusiasm, he felt his own adrenaline suddenly racing through his veins.

And all at once, the world became perfect.

The sky had an abundance of colors, from orange to red and yellow. The field blossomed with a thousand different flowers that varied in colors and patterns, and butterflies hopped from one petal to another. And his knight was the most colorful he had ever seen him.

On the spur of the moment, the world was before him.

Smiling, he embraced the way his heart fluttered.

And from the distance, his knight smiled back. “Do you love them, King George? The colors of the world?”

You are the world.

“I do.”

NEW CHAPTER :D!

LINK TO FIC :F

​Beinveneu, Power Bottoms!

pain gets hard but now you’re here

— dnf, rated t, 3.3k words

george’s new year’s eves: 2021 vs 2022

Kiss Me, Kiss Me

George and Dream keep pretending to kiss each other.

It’s a joke, until it’s not.

(Or: I spontaneously wrote a cute one-shot because the meet-up filled me with inspiration.)

Fluff and Humor, Light Angst, Pining, Getting Together, First Kiss

Excerpt: 

“We could… kiss?”

He looked at George, and George looked at him, and for a second neither of them moved.

For a second, George thought it would actually happen.

But then Dream broke, pulling away and tilting his head back and laughing magnificently. In any other circumstance, George would have been laughing too. He was just contagious like that. But not tonight. Not now.

Now, there was only want so thick it had begun to boil into rage.

“Well go on, then. Kiss me, coward. You won’t.”

Is there any fix where george has a secret admirer and its dream?

surprised my tag for this is empty

secret admirer dnf

— locker letters and skaterboys by hiclaire (teen | comp. | 47k)

a british exchange student meets a skaterboy who incontrovertibly hates him. it doesn't help that he finds himself with an anonymous penpal with the name "dream," the same day.

— in pencil & on paper by effervescentlies (teen | comp. | 5k)

George’s senior year of high school goes off without a hitch — that is, until he starts receiving love letters in his locker from a secret admirer. Surely Dream, his best friend and the captain of the football team, has nothing to do with it.

— Sentimental Animals by findingahome (mat. | comp. | 15k)

Dream juggles his feelings for his best friend while trying to figure out who's been insulting him on his university's confession account for years.

— a gift from me to you. by mik_mik (teen | comp. | 5k)

in which george has a secret admirer.

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.

Since we r talking about Angelbeachcat I think everyone should read Cortisol

soo true angel supremacy

cortisol by angelbeachcat

Dream and George, best friends and partners at a private national security organization try to keep their work life separated from their friendship. They’re a remarkable team; George is a quick thinker and good on his feet, and Dream is the strongest and fastest person the world has to offer. The problem is that Dream has no regard for his own safety, and George is madly in love with him.

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!!