Dnf Sickfics

Doe you bave any recs where dream is like sick but in the head? Sorry if this maken no sense im a bit drunk rightnow

hope you didn't have too bad of a hangover ! i'm assuming you mean mental illnesses; i have a depression tag -> here and a sad!dream tag -> here

i won't do another list because those tags have some recent fics but here are a few ao3 tags for you to deep dive in ! -> depressed dream , dream has mental health issues , dream has panic attacks

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.

Are we gonna do this or what?

“What happened?”

Janus looks disparagingly at the ridiculous paper hat with the inscription ‘Dunce’. He crosses his arms in front of his chest, already knowing that he will not like the answer.

“Teach punished me for being a bad boy.”

Remus shows him a wide and reckless grin, looking actually proud of that incident. He probably is.

“So Logan gained the upper hand?” Janus asks just to be sure, teeth-gnashingly.

That didn’t go according to plan. He had sent the Duke for a reason. No one could create chaos better than him. The perfect trigger. Janus knows that, relied on it. But they failed. Again.

“We have lost a battle, not the war.” Remus shrugs his shoulders, carelessly, as if this all is not a great kick in the ass.

Janus stares at him and feels his left eyelid begin to twitch angrily. He hates it when everything goes wrong and there is no one to threaten, blackmail or blow up for it. He can’t cope with that.

“It’s not that bad, Jan,” he still insists. “I gave him a hard time, you know. Bear-trap, nails in his cornflakes, a zombie in the closet... I even sang pathetically.”

When Remus says such crazy things, they always sound like they actually make sense. It’s a talent.

“Common, let me show you.” He came closer, one hand already on his shoulder.

“Remus, buddy, yet is not the time for-”

Before Janus even starts to realize what’s happening, he finds himself on a stool with a butt rubbing his lap, dangerously close to his best piece.

“...”

Remus smirks, revealing a shark-like grin. He looks a bit sexy, but only a little, and Janus is too frustrated to acknowledge that. Hidden somewhere behind shapeless clothes and puffed sleeves from the designer hell, a ridiculous moustache and centimeter-thick makeup, Remus actually has a pretty face with finely cut features and puppy eyes. Rarely does anyone get to see that, because Remus doesn’t necessarily peddle it around.

“What are you doing?” Janus hisses, sounding like a snake ready to bite.

Undeterred, Remus continues. “Giving you an example how I drove Logan crazy.”

Janus closes his eyes and exhales audibly.

“Don’t tell me...”

“Not exactly like this, but I think you get the point.” Remus turns his head in Janus’s direction and laughs. He can feel his breath gently vibrating on his scales. “And you’re hot when you’re angry.”

“No! I’m angry when I’m angry.”

That’s a lie. Or something in between.

Only Remus ever dares to call him ‘hot’ and means it, which is perhaps down to the fact that he has a twisted taste, anyway. What person with sanity and reason would find a snake face attractive?

“Get off my lap or I’ll kill you.”

“You don’t.”

“Want to bet?”

Needless to say, that Remus stays where he is. He even has the audacity to lean back and rest on Janus’s chest. This sneaky rat!

Sometimes Janus wishes that Remus wasn’t so indifferent to death threats.

“Fine,” he says and wraps his arms around him like a boa around its prey. Tight and deadly. But not as deadly to honestly harm him, though.

For a couple of seconds they remain in silence, marvellous silence, which is so damn atypical for Remus that it should worry Janus. It doesn’t, however. Janus can feel Remus’s chest gently moving with a regular breath. It’s soothing. Somehow the annoying bastard always manages to calm him down in a strange way. Janus should be concerned.

“He’s almost back, Jan. I could see the orange glim in his eyes,” Remus whispers, sounding more sincere than one would ever expect from him.

“Hm,” huffs Janus, vaguely, loosening his grip a bit. Excitement and fear suddenly fighting in his chest. Well, that’s what they hoped for. Right?

The orange side has always been somewhat uncontrollable, though. Not uncontrollable in a way like Virgil, who had unexpectedly abandoned Janus for becoming one of the good guys. Ugh.

Before Janus can think about how uncontrollable and impulsive Remus is, he already starts to bounce from one buttock to the other.

“What now?”

“I’m bored,” Remus complains.

Even though he could have freed himself from Janus’s grip long ago, he still sits on his lap, inexplicably. Well, Remus has a lot of little things about him that defy any explanation. That’s a given. On top of that, he is terribly annoying. But at least he would never betray Janus, never let him down.

“We should do something,” Remus adds impatiently.

What Janus likes about that addition is the small word ‘we’.

“You still have to demonstrate me how Logan lectured you.” Janus clears his throat. “Are we gonna do that or what?”

There's silence again. Then a strange mixture of an unreadable and mischievous grin slowly begins to spread on Remus’s face. “Okay.”

There is not much room in Janus’s life and in his thoughts. Not for other things except crazy plans and this web of deceit. Around Remus, however, there’s sometimes silence, elusive but undeniably marvellous.

this is super specific but also broad at the same time do you have any recs with super pathetic sopping wet cat levels of pining as the main focus like i need one or both of them MISERABLY in assumed unrequited love

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.

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.

throne of gold by effervescentwolf

“My bed is cold,” he adds, unable to stop himself, and Dream glances at it.

“Shall I warm it for you?” he asks, like it’s normal, even as George’s face heats, even as George feels guilty and embarrassed but more than that wants so badly to say yes.

“Your shift has ended,” George notes quietly.

“Do you want me to warm your bed for you, Your Majesty?” Dream repeats, and George is just a man.

“George,” he says, hushed. They stare at each other. “Call me George.”

Snapdragons by lasciviess - Explicit - BDSM Relationship - Ongoing [11/16]

For a long time, George has known he loved the bite of rope against his skin, and the feeling of brightly stinging pain, but he's never had someone to help him feel it. That is, of course, until he meets Dream: tall, handsome, domineering, and all too good at making him fall to absolute pieces. And so begins an arrangement: George goes over to his flat, he's fucked within an inch of his life, spends the night, and then goes along his merry way come morning. There aren't any strings attached, and it's glorious.

As the weeks come and go, though, George begins to realize that he's starting to feel a little more than lust when it comes to his thoughts about Dream. He knows better, he really does, and he knows there's no way in hell the other feels the same, but since when does anyone really have control over their heart?

what it is (not) to lose by effervescentwolf

This George, Dream has no idea what to do with. This George, whose breathing is shallow, whose skin is flushed with fever, whose eyes are heavy with sleep, sends something so possessive through Dream he thinks it might rip him apart.

This is an exercise on self-restraint, and he fears he may fail.

-

or George is sick, and Dream is terribly in love with him.

take me apart and i'm whole by verdantry

George knows that Dream isn't lying when he says he loves him. It's just not the same kind of love. And Dream has learned to understand George’s affection without it being put into words. There’s no more goading, only light teasing that gets swept away the moment it might cross a line.

Things are better now. George tells himself that should be enough.

It's not enough.

[or, george falling in love with dream a million times over]

soon goodbye, now love dnf | explicit | 40.3k

“They, they said they need more time, that my visa is still processing, like, ugh — Dream, how is it still processing, it’s been months, God, this is so stupid, they didn’t even give me a timeline or anything, I could be stuck here until 2023, I just — I just, I can’t do it, I’m so alone here, fuck, I just feel so alone,” — and there George’s voice hitched, and then he truly broke down into tears, uncontrollable, drowning Dream in the sheer agony of it all, cracking him under the need to fix this, to make it right, to be with George.

So after that, purchasing a British Airways ticket didn’t seem so daunting after all, really.

To everyone’s surprise, Dream and George fall in love in London.

part one | part two

hi! i'm looking for a fic that had a lot of the dsmp cast as background characters. the gist is that dream, a human, moved into a new town that had a nightvale vibe. he really liked george who turned out to be a leviathan. the fic had a pretty high word count and a nsfw sequel that took place during christmas, or another part to the series that did. in one of the parts of the series george turned into a lizard and dream had to take care of him lol. thanks!

looking!

Protector

Summary: Virgil’s entire job is to protect Thomas, and he takes that job very seriously.  The core sides might argue too seriously.  The core sides don’t know that there are actual dangerous sides he needs to protect Thomas from.  But there’s another side he needs to protect too.  He used to be able to count on help from Janus, who did the job without even knowing it back when he still lived with them.  But now Virgil and Remus are alone, and they have to look out for each other, which means the last thing that Virgil should do is leave his brother by himself.

Too bad it’s not exactly his choice.

Author’s Note: Hey, read the trigger warnings for this one.  Not everything comes up in every chapter, but when it does, I’m not messing around.  Please be very careful with this one if the warnings are something that’s going to bother you, and if you don’t read it, I won’t be mad.

That being said, welcome to my massive love letter to brotherly dukexiety.  These two are such amazing brothers and if I have to write my own monster of a fic to make everyone else see it, that’s exactly what I’ll do.  It’s finished already, so welcome back to your regularly scheduled Sunday morning updates.  Hope you enjoy!

And as a last note, absolutely all the credit to @shadowling-guistical, who was there for me to scream to and who cheered me on and got just as excited about this story as I did the whole time it was being written.  Mishii, I am not exaggerating in the slightest when I say this story would not exist without you.

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Hi! Do you have any dnf parents fics?

its mostly single parents but here u go !

parents!dnf

— cinnamon and swirl by offday (mature | comp. | 83k)

Dream decides to tell his friends about his daughter right before they move in.

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— i found you (hidden in plain sight) by navyhurricane (teen | comp. | 26k)

George is a daycare teacher, and what seems like a random activity with the local paramedics becomes something more when they click so easily, and George finds himself falling for an amazing father with an adorable daughter.

— anything you can do (i can do better) by Not4typicalwriter (gen | comp. | 11k)

In which Dream and George are each parent of two very wonderfully smart and mischievous daughters who happen to be friends. Oh, and of course, two daughters who are completely sick and done with their stupid rivalry that always gets in the way of their friendship. The plan? Get them together in time for Prom. Maybe then they'll stop being so annoying.

— late for pick up by effervescentlies (gen | comp. | 3k)

Dream has a silly little crush on the father of one of his students, and he just can't seem to act normal around him.

— anything (want you to have it) by squigly (teen | comp. | 14k)

Dream and George's kids get into fights a lot. This means, of course, that they have to see a lot of each other.

— carnival bass by urplace (teen | comp. | 10k)

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.

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this is my dnf enemies to lovers band au : rating is explicit 🖤🔥

wow, if i had a nickel every time i read an absolutely banger explicit fic that has both the tags 'sexual tension' and 'non-sexual intimacy', i'd have 2 nickels which isn't a lot but its weird that it happened twice