#gnf fic

[pennotfound]

The beginning of my angst arc...

grey

George takes stock of his new reality after temporarily moving back to London.

1654 words, angst and hurt/comfort with an ambiguous ending, rated T

Read on AO3 here

[alittledizzy]

go f yourself george/a hairbrush rated explicit, 1.1k

George has never had anything up his butt before, but he gets curious and decides to test the limits of his own body.

[read on ao3]

[sunshine-on-marz]

Could you do living with the dream team headcannons and can I be 🪬anon

I absolutely can!!!! This is my moment to indulge in my love for poly!DreamTeam x reader so yea, I hope ya don’t mind

-you are an absolute princess (even if you are the biggest strongest muscle dude)

-the three of you all have individual stream rooms but there is also a master bedroom

-they’ll watch your favorite shows and do your favorite things

-the three of you do an at home date night every week and a normal date night every month

-the house is in constant chaos

-you and Clay play pranks on the others

-George would love stargazing with you

-sap will take you on long late night drives

-Mario cart nights and playing Jack box and uno on stream

-Holidays are so fun, extravagant decor and inviting family and friends

-cuddle piles in the big bed

-letting the boys do your hair

-skin care routines every night

-cooking together

-dancing in the kitchen

-sleepy mornings and late nights

-it’s amazing and the four of you love every second

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EEE THIS IS SO CUTE

[peachy-tea-anon]

DSMP characters first dates with you

TWs: none, just fluff

Synopsis: where they would take you, how they act, etc

𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺

Movie night

He's a classic guy, yk?

You guys giggle about stupid parts in the movie

Definitely whispers to you throughout it

Holds your hand in the popcorn bowl

𝗦𝗮𝗽𝗻𝗮𝗽

I feel like he would do something with a group

Despite his confident persona, he gets really nervous with being with you one on one for the first date

Dream and george definitely tease him

Just going shopping and being chaotic

When he finds himself alone with you, he kisses you

𝗚𝗲𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲

At home movie night

He prefers less public settings

Takes you to his house and orders takeout

Gets a bit shy and nervous

Eventually warms up and starts cracking jokes

Progressively gets closer to you throughout the movie

𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗯𝘂𝗿

FANCY. DINNER. DATE.

Mans is boujee

Is really flirty, when he first saw you dressed up he got really blushy and stuttery

At the end of the night, he takes you to the top of a nearby building

You both look at the moon, admiring how lovely it looks in the night sky

He kisses you under the moonlight

𝗡𝗶𝗵𝗮𝗰𝗵𝘂

Picnic date 100%

She makes all of the food, even cutting the strawberries into little hearts

Picks a spot in the middle of a daisy field

Gets very blushy whenever you compliment her

Showers you with love and affection

𝗧𝗼𝗺𝗺𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝘁

Shopping date in the city

Probably for a vlog

You somehow rope him in to buying you another stuffed animal

"Y-you look very pretty..."

Has no idea how to flirt, probably asked wilbur for advice

Sorry it's been a min, I've been super busy with school, so here's some fluff for the soul!! Please comment any requests<3

[starsyoubreaklikesugardust]

friends and family think we’re dating because we’re acting like a couple (featuring george)

i dunno who to blame this one on: Em, maybe? Flore? Fuck if i know.

tw/cursing, dysfunctional/toxic family implied, but not elabroted on

When your mother calls you Saturday, and announces last second there's a family party tomorrow that you have to come to-you have to bring your emotional support person-who just happens to be your best friend, George.

And when you two walk into the party, hand in hand, it's not because you two are dating for the love of god-it's mostly to calm your nerves, to let you know he's there, to give periodic squeezes to your hand a quiet but understood: I'm here, you're safe.

and he’s by your side with the landmines you’re side stepping, every “Oh aren’t you two so cute. finally dating. we knew-“

and by the fourth cousin, George cuts in, “Well, i couldn’t just leave them out there for others to snap up! they’re amazing. it was my loss i didn’t say anything earlier-“

and he’s kidding but it feels like there’s more to it, like maybe it’s not all an inside joke between you two-

you don’t let yourself think about it too long. he’s kidding. you two aren’t anything.

and when you two sit on the grass, pushed into the corner of the yard on his jacket he laid out for you, insists the grass makes you itch, and he doesn’t give you a speech about being high maintenance, just sets his jacket down without thought-

“how’re you holding up, honey?” he says gently, a smile on his face as he steals the fruit off your plate, knows you won’t eat it, grab it for him every time anyways.

“fine.” you say gently, your voice drops around his as it is. “thanks for coming, again. i owe you.”

he shakes his head, pops a grape in his mouth, “Stop. you don’t owe me anything. i’m glad i got to hang out with you.”

you roll your eyes, but your face is pink, well aware of your family watching the two of you under careful eyes.

“I think we’re far away to see the stars tonight, if we can hold it out.”

there it is. the royal we.

you won’t think too hard about it.

you wait until nightfall, barely, but it’s easier with him by your side, his arm slung over your shoulder, taking your hand and spinning you around in circles as you two go from person to person.

the stars are out, and the party emptied out for the most part, the gnawing anxiety not as bad, as he leads you by the hand to the edge of the yard, head titled all the way back, hand in the air, over yours, voice deep in your ear as he points constellations, talks about how far away they are-

and you two aren’t anything. just friends. simply, friends-but this doesn’t feel like just friends.

[starrystormwritings]

Pillow Talk

Pillow Talk

Master List <3 Request List <3 MCYT Master List  

George x Reader

Summary: Sleepy conversations in bed

Warnings: nothing just fluff

Word count: 282

(NOT MY GIF)

"If you had to kiss any one of our friends that wasn't me who would you pick?" I asked with a giggle, glancing up at George's face as I drew little shapes on his shoulder.

My head was resting on his chest as he pulled me close, we were both to comfy to move but not tired enough to fall asleep yet.

So I figured I might as well make conversation.

"Clay." George said with a small laugh.

"Should I be concerned about how quick you answered that?" I asked with a giggle, sitting up slightly so I could see his face.

"What, totally not. It would just be really funny. It would break the internet." He joked with a goofy smile.

"Wow okay, remind me not to let you go to Florida then." I laid my head back down into his chest softly, pressing a kiss to his collarbone.

"What about you?" He asked while bringing his hand up to play with my hair.

"Probably Sapnap." I said with a shrug, causing a small gasp from him.

"What! Why? Out of everyone really?"

"Yeah, it's the accent. If not then Wilbur." I giggled and glanced up to see him looking down at me in offence.

"Should I be concerned? I don't like how you've had that answer ready." He laughed and shook his head at me.

"Should you be concerned? Half the internet thinks your cheating on me with Clay, and you asked." I said while shaking my head at him.

He rolled his eyes jokingly before kissing my head gently.

"How about we just stick to kissing each other?" He asked with a small giggle.

"I can live with that."

[wrenqueenisboss]

Poison Fungus - c!George x gn!reader

Even beautiful things become toxic after enough time

characters: mushroom!george x gn!reader, dream, wilbur, sapnap, DreamXD warnings: cursing, angst pronouns: you/yours, (they/them if used) Words:

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The grass was soft underneath you as stared at the sky, lazily petting the sleek fur of your pet fox. Birds chirp their morning conversations to each other and a light breeze tickles your skin.

It has been a while since you traveled into the heart - the most populated parts - of the server, having escaped for a quieter life after the… chaos of everything.

The loneliness makes your mind wander. You relive memories. Sad and happy. Bittersweet and purely joyful. But one face stands out. His.

In every memory, you see his round white glasses. The dark lenses hiding the deep and soulful brown eyes you remember so well. The mushroom hat he always wore.

“This is a stupid hat,” George grumbled, trying to take the mushroom–inspired hat off of his head.

You giggled and grabbed his hands, stopping him. “George, no! It looks cute on you. Keep it.”

A bright red blush rose to his face at the compliment and he ducked his head in embarrassment. You smiled.

A wistful, longing sigh left your lips. Yes, life was peaceful out in the forests. But it was also lonely. No one to talk to. Except, of course, your pet. Red, your fox, was a great pet. But he wasn’t the same.

“You seem lonely, human.”

You yelped and scrambled to your feet to face the mysterious new… being? He was wearing long green robes and a mask. The 'x' where the eyes would were was gold. Or glowing. Glowing gold.

"I hope you know he's still alive."

"George?" The name stole the breath from your lungs. The thoughts from your mind. The beat from your heart. The life from your eyes. Just saying his name again brought back so many memories. Of the laughter. The tears. The warmth. The loneliness. All of it.

"He dreams of you often," the god-like being said in the distorted voice of his. "He never mentions your name, but now that I've seen you, I know who he talks about so often."

"I- I don't want to see him."

"Why? He wants to see you."

"It's painful. For both of us."

It occurs to you then that you are speaking to a random god. Someone you've never met before. But it's been so long since you've spoken to anyone, so you couldn't care less.

"Understood," the god said. "but just know that if you don't speak to him again soon, you may lose him."

The warmth in your eyes that had once been there was gone. Only glittery ice. "George lost me a long time ago."

Tagging:

@allywritesforfun @gray-moon2 @pixviepie

[im-honeybee]

enchanted // gnf

requested?: nope :p

pronouns: she/her

hi hi !! so this is just a cute little angst (?) i made !! idk if i want a part 2,, maybee !! i got the idea from enchanted by taylor swift duhh

warningss: i am writing this rn 4;58am so no like proof reading or anything !! i’m tired so if there are mistakes lmk !! besides that,, drinking,, and angst ? ig !!

idk how many words i’m sleepy but yeah thanks for reading !!

“please don’t be in love with someone else. please don’t have somebody waiting on you.” (y/n) whispers to herself, over and over. watching george’s stream while drunk was probably not the best idea but hey, she was drunk!

how did she get here? just months ago she was in his arms, giggling about the most dumb and unimportant things and now she’s here. watching his stream, drunk, crying, and soaking wet due to the rain. i guess a lot can happen in a few months.

her phone was mostly dry. she left it on her porch swing when she went out to spin in the rain. (y/n) lived in a little house in the countryside, her closest neighbor minutes away. a good thing, seeing as she has been yelling the same sentences over snd over, almost like an affirmation. it was all his fault.

they had met way back in uni. even then she was enchanted to meet him.

“excuse me? sorry, you’re in my way.” (y/n) had asked the boy sitting next to her, blocking her path to get out of the desk. the two had been assigned the seats for a few days and had yet to speak before. the both of them too shy.

“of course, i was all in my thoughts. i’m sorry!” george quickly apologised to the pretty girl he was seated next to in their class.

“it’s quite alright, i’m in no real rush.” she responds, with a small smile. there were still a few people in the classroom, and and the day was over. swallowing all her nerves of speaking to the pretty boy in front of her she decides to ask, “what were you thinking about?”

this surprises george a bit, packing up his stuff he starts to speak. “it’s a bit dorky i doubt you want to hear about it.”

she smiles in response, waiting for him by the door. “try me.”

this makes george chuckle a bit. “i was thinking about minecraft.”

the 18 year old giggled. that wasn’t what she expected from him but it didn’t matter much to her.

they spent the rest of the day talking, becoming close instantly. sadly for (y/n) it was platonic. and stayed that way for 6 years.

(y/n) sat back and watched him grow into the man he is, watched him go through breakups and come out fine, watched him make new friends, watched him get big, watched him slowly forget about her.

it wasn’t his fault, not really. she supposed he has been busy. according to dream (as said so in a live from earlier) he had fallen in love. again. with someone that isn’t her.

she was sure it wasn’t her. they barely talked, hadn’t seen eachother in at least two months and even then it was a brief hang out before he had to get back to his friends that were visiting.

she hadn’t noticed the stream had ended, too in her head. she thought back to her 24th birthday.

“i was enchanted to meet you.” the phrase slips up from her lips. the woman not even thinking. she had been out with george for a few hours, he barely had any free time due to his overwhelming popularity on the internet but managed to make time for her on her birthday. something he had done without fail every year since they met.

the night led them to her proch swing, her head on his shoulder and music playing softly from her living room. it was some silly love somg from around 2012 and neither really had any energy to change it.

“what does that mean?” he asks cautiously, turning his head to carefully look at her.

(y/n) sighs, “please don’t be in love with someone else. please don’t have somebody waiting on you.”

this shocked george. if there was anything he expected, it wasn’t that. “i- i don’t know what to say.”

“say you don’t love anyone else.” is all she tells him, getting up and walking into her home tiredly. she was tired. tired of waiting around for him to notice her and love her like she loved him.

that was around four months ago. now she was here on her porch, saying the same phrase. this time almost angerly.

the girl just sighs, laying her body accross the swing, closing her etes and allowing herself some sleep.

a few hours away was george, he had just gotten done with his stream and was now listening to the rain. he exited the call with karl, the last one awake, as he said his goodnights.

he thinks back to what dream said earlier on quackity’s stream, cursing him. there will probably be questions about it. most of his fans respected his private life but there were the nosy ones and he hated questions. especially ones he didn’t know the answer to.

he knew who dream was talking about. the woman that has plagued his mind since he was 19, the one there for him through everything, the one he convinced himself wouldn’t like him like that so he enforced that their relationship was platonic so she wouldn’t think he liked her and rejected him (even though she would be right because he did), (y/n). she and him haven’t spoken in weeks, months really, and it was all because of his own confusion. that wasn’t fair to her. he knew that.

but how was he supposed to react when the woman he forced himself to get over years ago confessed her love for him? he thought there was nothing there so he went out and dated and eventually, his head convinced his heart he was over her.

had he decided too soon to give up? likely but he felt it was too late for them now. she had probably only been drunk, or tired, and they’ve barely spoken since. she has probably forgotten all about him in the months that passed.

he shifts in his bed, falling asleep only thinking of one thing.

he was enchanted to meet her too.