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pretty?
by cqfnce
Rated E, 4.1k words
Tags: Omegaverse, Sexual Content, PWP
Summary:
The website had said they were originally designed for female alphas, structured to keep all the bits in place without sacrificing any form. But there had been a carefully structured addendum, saying that of course a male alpha could wear them as well. And here Dream was. He just stares for a long few moments, letting a host of illicit ideas tumble through his brain and down his spine, sending surges of heat straight to his dick. His stupid alpha cock as George would say, with his dumb alpha knot. He has to sit down before his legs collapse into jelly beneath him, his bed soft under his ass and thighs as he rests the box in his lap. He’s only wearing basketball shorts and a ratty old shirt at the moment, a far cry from the simple beauty tucked into the box, and something about the juxtaposition is definitely doing things to him. In fact, there’s not much about the situation that’s not contributing to his steadily hardening cock, and even the thought is enough to further fuel a feedback loop of pleasure that Dream delights in.
or, dream wants to feel pretty. and then he wants so much more
when walls fall
by indytwo
Rated T, 1.9k words
Tags: Make Up, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Genderbend
Summary:
Georgie doesn't really wear makeup. Georgie doesn't really like makeup. But that doesn't stop her from wanting to try on some of Dreamie's lip tint – the closest thing to Dreamie's kiss Georgie will ever feel.
creation myth
by wooowriter
Rated E, 11 chapters, 74.2k words
Tags: George Moves to Florida, Developing Relationship, Slow Burn, Getting Together, Sexual Content
Summary:
The numbers tick up, slowly at first, but with speed increasing by the moment like a foot pressed harder and harder against a gas pedal. Views, subscribers, likes, followers. The numbers tick up outside too, article after article detailing the spread, the infected, the little that’s known. COVID and the shutdowns it brings. The world changes. It doesn’t stop changing and, in the centre of it all, is Dream. It’s Dream and his shape in the corner of the couch while George scrolls apartment listings, chiming in to remind him there’s no rush but he should maybe have a couple options so you can jump on them right away when everything’s, like, normal again. There’s always an unsung if things are ever normal again. And it’s Dream in the doorway of his room and filling his headphones with laughter and ideas and dumb jokes, filling his chest with warmth and familiarity and comfort. A constant, as reliable as his own shadow.
Or, George moves to America pre-pandemic.
seashells
by sappymix1
Rated E, 20.5k words
Tags: Oral Fixation, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Developing Relationship, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Sexual Content
Summary:
He could see George's teeth – his perfect front teeth, like little iridescent seashells pressed to his gums – working at his lip. Not biting it, not the harsh mean pressure Dream had put on himself a million times, just rubbing against it. It felt the same way that it did when George clutched his hands together. A safety thing. And Dream thought back to scraggly hoodie strings lit by New Years fireworks. Dream had never been good at moving from place A to place B. It always felt awkward and stilted and like he was two seconds from tripping over his own feet. Maybe that’s why he and George had been stumbling over what their relationship was becoming for months now. But asking George if he wanted Dream to put his fingers in his mouth only felt like the next natural step, he supposed. - George likes having something in his mouth. Dream likes George.
fueled by the pyre of your enemies
by indigoh
Rated E, 12.5k words
Tags: Road Trips, Hurt/Comfort, Marriage, Sexual Content
Summary:
George has been sleeping his days away lately. Dream tries to keep him up with funny TikToks and kisses, but George is stubborn, and realistically, Dream knows that George is his own man, and that he can’t just force him to do what he wants. They’ve been like yin and yang in a way – two opposite forces working beautifully together: Dream can’t sleep; sleeping is all George can do.
Or, Dream has always been there when George gets sad.
soft sunlight & soothed dogs
by wooowriter
Rated E, 33.1k words
Tags: Cat Hybrid!George, Getting Together, Friends to Lovers, Sexual Content
Summary:
He’s never known hybrids personally, but he’s seen them before. He’s spoken to them in passing. His little sister’s best friend is a dog hybrid. She’d sent him a singing card on his birthday a few years back even though they’d only interacted a handful of times. He’d been in school with some, when he’d been in school. In his, albeit, limited experience, he’s never known them to go to such lengths to hide it. Though, now he wonders how many do and what the reason for it is. But the point is this; George is a hybrid. George is a hybrid who’s gone out of his way to keep it a secret. Or, George is a cat hybrid. Dream finds out.
fall into me
by havocrat
Rated T, 7k words
Tags: Genderbending, Friends to Lovers, Kissing
Summary:
Handing the tube back, Georgina smacks her lips together, and they make a little pop sound. It’s a weird feeling, a little sticky, but she kind of likes it. She wonders if it’s anything like kissing Dream for real. “Nice chapstick,” she says, and her voice comes out a little hoarse. Dream’s throat bobs, and she wets her lips again. “Yeah?” “Yeah. Tastes good, too.” She’s aware she sounds like an idiot, but this is the only coherent thought in her head right now, the only thought that isn’t about Dream’s lips and Dream’s mouth and indirect kisses and direct kisses and– God. She needs to get out of there, before she does something they both regret.
put your hand in mine
by sweetuhcreature
Rated T, 11k words
Tags: Heat Stroke, Confessions, Protective Dream
Summary:
Dream sinks lower, closer, and George takes quick inventory of the freckles the sun brought out across his cheeks. “How unfair is that,” he verbalizes. “You get freckles, and I get heatstroke.” Closer, Dream laughs, blushes in real time. “You like them?”
There are some things George doesn't love about America — namely, the noisy beaches and murderous Florida sun — but he sure as hell loves the people he moved to America for, and luckily, they love him just as much.
put your love down
by Vxndetta
Rated G, 1.8k words
Tags: Developing Relationship, First Kiss, Getting Together, Fluff
Summary:
A hand brushes under Dream's chin, pulling his head to turn. He lets it move him. George is there. His brown eyes are fixed on the blond’s lower face, and then he’s leaning in. —————————— Or, a late night and a sudden coming together. A quiet collision.
take my time
by gogycrops, dangergranger
Rated E, 5.3k words
Tags: Omegaverse, Established Relationship, Sexual Content
Summary:
Being an omega didn't come with a lot of perks, but the day George arrived in Florida was probably the happiest he had ever been about his status. There were no words to describe the feeling of things just clicking into place, no matter how much sleep he had lost trying to imagine how it'd be like to feel George's touch for the first time. His fingers trembled with nervous energy. His entire body felt unbalanced until he stepped out of the house and into George's arms, the alpha’s scent wrapping around Dream like a long–lost, extra set of limbs. George's touch was delicate despite the explosive happiness evident in his smile, and it remained that way throughout the blur of the meetup footage. Dream could only hope his heart eyes didn't show in the video, but that was merely a passing thought lost to the haze of joy surrounding him and George.
Or: Dream and George, finally together, but make it a/b/o
a lifetime, my lifeline
by wooowriter
Rated T, 10.6k words
Tags: Established Relationship, Airports, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Manifested the Hurricane
Summary:
It’s the final stretch. It doesn't go by without a few bumps in the road.
this feeling’s all we know (still we hold together)
by justcallme_m
Rated T, 6.3k words
Tags: Airports, Friends to Lovers, First Meetings, Fluff and Angst
Summary:
“George?” Dream asks. “Dream?” George responds. “You stopped responding.” He sounds sad. George giggles softly. “What, did you miss me?” he teases. “Yeah,” Dream answers, and George knows he’s telling the truth.
dream and george, love told through airports
nosedive into flood lines
by indigoh
Rated E, 17.3k words
Tags: Drinking, Hook Up, Light Angst, Sexual Content
Summary:
George’s hand was steady as it reached out once more towards the glaze. He scraped a dallop up with the nail of his thumb. But instead of bringing it up to a part of his own body like Dream expected him to do, George brought it up to Dream’s bottom lip instead. He smeared it like cheap lipstick. Dream felt fucking beautiful.
Or, a shared bottle of rum leads to a drunk hookup, something that just friends don't do.
put your love down
by Vxndetta
Rated G, 1.8k words
Tags: First Kiss, Developing Relationship, Getting Together, Fluff
Summary:
A hand brushes under Dream's chin, pulling his head to turn. He lets it move him. George is there. His brown eyes are fixed on the blond’s lower face, and then he’s leaning in.
Or, a late night and a sudden coming together. A quiet collision.
the end of all things
by womanhunt
Rated T, 9.7k words
Tags: Eloping, Established Relationship, Intimacy
Summary:
“We should get married.” The words make Dream choke on the scrambled eggs in his mouth, and George just stares at him blankly as he coughs and takes a drink of his water. And, before he can overthink it, Dream gives in. “Ok, yeah. We should get married,” he nods to himself, reaching out to pull George’s hands apart and link their fingers together. “Did you mean, like, soon? Or?” “I mean, like, today.” George murmurs, eyes still not meeting Dream’s.
only trying to get home
by nervouswaltz
Rated T, 3.8k words
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Sexuality Exploration
Summary:
George made peace with it a long time ago, being in love with Dream like this. The funny feeling stuck in the back of his head wiggled itself free, like a piece of food stuck between his teeth finally coming loose, and abruptly, he realized that this was it. Dream was it. Coming to terms with it felt like grief, in a way.