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roasttchicken · 2 months
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george accidentally steals dream’s hoodie. college au.
Dream makes a frustrated noise.
“Well, who is it?”
Who dares to steal and wear his hoodie-
Sapnap’s lips curve into a sinister smile.
“The guy you haven’t asked out.”
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His favorite hoodie is gone.
Dream stares at the empty dryer, unmoving. College students shuffle past him. They shoot him weird looks before going about their business.
Dream ignores them.
When he returns from the laundromat, his roommate greets him with raised eyebrows.
“It’s not there?” Sapnap asks, and Dream shakes his head dejectedly. He throws a weak glare in the brunet’s direction when he hears a snort.
“Shut up,” Dream mumbles, pursing his lips in self-pity. “It was my favorite hoodie, man.”
Sapnap is quick to reassure him.
“I’m sure whoever took it will return it when they realize,” the brunet waves his hand. “Just go check the lost and found in a few days.”
Dream sighs.
“Alright.”
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It’s been eight days since.
Dream sighs and slumps over the kitchen counter. Morning light shines mockingly through the kitchen window, and childish frustration and self-pity claw at the back of his throat.
That hoodie had been everything: his comfort through the depths of hell, his support during the best of times.
Call him dramatic, whatever.
The slam of the apartment door pulls him out of his wallowing. Dream groans quietly when Sapnap chucks his bag onto the table next to him.
“Bro, I have good news,” the brunet says, flinging off his cap. Dream watches quietly as he settles into the chair across from him.
“What, did you finally ask that guy from your class out?” He can’t help but tease. Sapnap sputters slightly, cheeks turning pink. Dream pretends to think, but the edges of his lips curve up into a poorly suppressed smile.
“What was his name?” He hums. “Caleb? Kai?”
Sapnap throws his jacket at him. Dream brushes it out of the way.
“His name’s Karl, you piece of shit.”
He wheezes quietly, mood lifted at his best friend’s expense. He decides to spare Sapnap from any more embarrassment and leans forward.
“Tell me your good news.”
Sapnap throws him a withering glare.
“I know where your hoodie is,” he grumbles. “I saw this dude wearing it in one of my classes.”
That gets his attention. Dream’s throat makes a strangled sound that sounds a little too demonic. He ignores Sapnap’s judgemental look.
“Which dude, be more specific. Did you ask him for it back-”
“Hold on,” Sapnap interrupts him, holding his hands out. “I only managed to see who it was. He disappeared before I could even catch up to him after class.”
Dream makes a frustrated noise.
“Well, who is it?”
Who dares to steal and wear his hoodie-
Sapnap’s lips curve into a sinister smile.
“The guy you haven’t asked out.”
Dream should have known his teasing would come back to bite him in the ass.
Sapnap guffaws as his cheeks heat up in an instant, almost certainly a deep shade of red. If his brain wasn’t broken, he’d probably launch himself over the table and tackle the guy.
“Y-you’re joking,” Dream gasps, slamming his hands onto the table. “You’re fucking with me.”
“I’m being serious. One hundred fucking percent, Dream,” Sapnap screeches, horrible satisfaction oozing from the noise. “George has your hoodie. He was wearing it.”
Dream nearly passes out on the spot.
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George is in his afternoon computer science class. Dream knows, because the brunet is all he stares at during class.
“What do I do,” he hisses towards his right. Punz shrugs nonchalantly.
“It’s your chance to actually talk to him instead of staring at the back of his head every class.”
“I can’t just say, ‘give me back my hoodie.’ That’s not exactly a good way to greet someone.”
Someone clears their throat, interrupting their conversation, and they look up, only to be met with a pointed look from the professor. But it’s the turn of a certain brunet’s head that catches his attention.
George turns around, eyes following the professor’s gaze in curiosity, and Dream stops breathing when brown eyes meet his.
Look away before George sees your stupid blush and you go into cardiac arrest, his brain screams in alarm. Look away look away look away-
He can’t look away.
George cocks his head slightly to the side, and Dream watches, hypnotized, as a small smile grows on his face, before the brunet turns back around.
“He looked at me,” he breathes out.
Punz snorts quietly and pats him on the back.
“Good luck.”
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Class ends after what seems like both an eternity and a blink of an eye. George stands up and begins to put his things away.
Dream’s ass stays glued to his chair. He watches helplessly as the brunet slings his backpack over his shoulder.
Next time, his brain tells him in a shitty attempt at justifying cowardice. It’s always possible to talk to him next time.
George turns around, and walks towards him.
“Hi.”
One word sends heat crawling up Dream’s neck.
“H-hey, George,” he manages. “What’s up?” George tilts his head, eyebrows furrowing slightly, and Dream realizes. George had never introduced himself. Embarrassment leaves first-degree burns on his cheeks. But the brunet laughs quietly.
“You’re Dream, right?” He asks, biting his lower lip. Dream stares at the movement.
“Uh yeah, yeah I am,” he stammers.
George chuckles.
“So Dream, I noticed you’ve been staring at me for a while.”
Dream almost combusts on the spot.
“N-no it’s just that, uh,” he stutters, stumbling through his words. “You’re wearing my hoodie, because I, uh, I left it at the laundromat and that’s why I-but you also look really cute in it. A-and you could, you know, keep it if you want.”
His rambling tapers off into a whisper, cheeks burning in realization at the contents of his word vomit.
The way George’s eyes are widening isn’t helping. Dream looks away, can barely tolerate the silence.
But then a quiet laugh cuts through the tension, and he looks up when George sits down on the chair in front of him.
“For the record,” George’s cheeks are dusted pink. “I-I think you’re cute too. And, uh, sorry for stealing your hoodie.”
The words, too surreal and straight out of his fantasies, sucks the oxygen out of his lungs.
“I-what?” Dream manages. “What?”
He gapes as the brunet’s cheeks darken.
“It-it’s kind of cold today,” George mumbles, a shy smile dancing along his lips. “Do you mind if I keep it for the day? I can give it back next time.”
Next time.
Dream’s brain repeats the words too giddily.
There’s a next time.
He blurts out the question before he can regret it.
“Can I have your number? And coffee? Do you want to go out for-for coffee?”
And when George grins and looks up at him and fucking nods, Dream’s heart explodes into a million beautiful pieces.
Later, when he comes home with a shit-eating grin still on his face, Sapnap raises his eyebrows in question.
Dream bites back a scream, and says, “I have good news.”
He waits for realization to dawn on the brunet’s face, and when it does, he flings himself onto the living room couch.
“No fucking way.”
Dream answers with a muffled squeal.
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dnfao3tags · 5 months
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Hello !! Do you have any fics where George and Dream meet at a college party? I am rather fond of those <3 <3 <3
here you go
college party aus
— kerosene to a flame by orphan_account (mat. | comp. | 5k)
“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?
— Dreaming of a Pretty Boy by arsenicarose (mat. | comp. | 4k)
George is pretty, Dream is a simp, and they play a flirty game together.
— All Spit and Spite by isntitcrazy (expl. | comp. | 13k)
At his annual Halloween party, Dream meets George—a pretty boy dressed as a baseball player that he can't wait to get his hands on.
— But It’s Better If You Do by gnftavi (expl. | comp. | 4k)
“You step out here, Clay, you’re dead!” The headband guy shouted from outside. The blond— Clay, George assumed— sighed and brought a hand to his face groaning. He steadied himself on his feet and turned to face the rest of the bathroom, and he locked eyes with George. “Sorry about that.” Clay said softly with a grimace.
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achuneddarchive · 10 months
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Rivals Roommate AU (that was initially made for comedic purposes but has now evolved to half self-projection)
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pom-hello · 5 months
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at the end of every september
Beta-read by the lovely and incomparable @myriad-of-things! Go check out their fics :)
Summary (excerpt included below):
In March, George falls in love, drenched in flinty sunlight and clear, cold air; in the waned warmth at the end of September, he tries to come to terms with it.
It’s not something he can do alone, he finds, especially when his head is aching, he can’t get warm no matter what he does, and he just needs someone there.
Link: AO3
Status: 1/1 chapter up; complete
Pairings/characters: DreamNotFound
Word count: 6504 (lol that's more than 10 Common Apps)
Genre and rating: Romance, hurt/comfort, angst
Excerpt:
“Hello? Hey, George, you okay?” Dream’s voice is quiet; speakerphone is off. Even so, George feels a pang at the concern in his voice, laid out so plainly. So honestly.
George swallows hard and holds the phone up to his ear. Something nameless swims in the pit of his stomach, and it’s making his hands shake. Drying up the words on his tongue.
“Yeah,” he finally manages. “I…”
“Hold on, you don’t sound okay. Are you sick?” Dream asks. There is something like the sound of wind in the background, beneath his words.
“Think I’m”—he clears his throat violently—“coming down with something.” A pause. “You…shouldn’t.”
“Shouldn’t? Shouldn’t what?”
“Shouldn’t come here. Shouldn’t be here.” He squeezes his eyes shut. “Don’t wanna give it to you.”
Silence on the other end of the line. Then Dream laughs lightly.
“I don’t care about that,” he says, like it is a foregone conclusion. “You know my immune system is stacked. I haven’t been sick since high school.”
“It’s too far,” George protests weakly. “Too much trouble.”
More of that light laugh. “Too much trouble? Not for you. Never for you. George, do you want me to be there?”
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kailjoi · 2 years
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new dream ref for the college au!! i'm back on it, babeyy
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londonisacountry · 7 months
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Rushing~ dream x reader
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Art: quinnsreverie (pintrest)
Summary: college au, Y/N typically stays in their dorm and studies, but not tonight. Will playing truth or dare with their friends spice things up?
Word Count: 1233
Tags: college au, drinking, provacative language
Note: "Adei" is pronounced like "Addi"
Please enjoy! ‐>
Your Pov
"I can't believe you dragged me to this stupid party, I mean, come one. Me, at a party? Adeline, are you crazy?!" I whispered to my best friend. She convinced me to go out with her tonight because the guy she likes is supposed to be here. I am a sophomore at the University of Orlando in Florida and have managed to skip every party since school started. I don't drink, and since I may or may not have overwhelmed myself with classes this year, partying isn't a priority for me. We walk inside and are immediately assaulted by the smell of sweat, alcohol, and pot. I scrunch my nose and Adei leads me through the house into the living room.
"Adei! You managed to get the home body outside, what a miracle!" Levi yelled, waving us over.
"Yeah yeah Levi, I only came to be the two of you's  wingman because without me neither of you would get as much dick as you do." I tease. Levi throws his hands over his heart as if he was hurt.
"Don't listen to him," Jared interrupted, "we were all about to play truth or dare, you two should join us." he offered. Adei nodded and Jared led us further in the room to where a group of people were sitting in a circle. My breath caught in my throat when I saw who was sitting there: Dream. He is a year ahead of Adei and I in school, and I have had a crush on him since I started here. Trying to keep my cool, I sat down between Aedi and Levi. Levi and Dream are in most of the same classes, so they are pretty good friends.
"Levi, glad you could make it man." Dream greeted, leaning across the circle and dapping him up. He then turned to me,
"Y/n." he said, making eye contact with me before sitting back down.
"Alri-hi-hight!"Sapnap, Dream's friend, yelled, getting everyone's attention. "Who wants to go first?"
Some blond girl volunteered, and I wasn't asked until it was Sapnap's turn.
"Truth or dare y/n?" He smirked. I felt slightly panicky, but managed to answer,
"Truth."
"Are you single?" He had to ask.
"Yes I am."
"Why?"
"Hey," I scolded, "you only get one question."
"Fine. George it's your turn."
George took his turn, and after a few people went, It was my turn. I dared Levi to go kiss someone. We went around the circle again, but this time I was asked a few times. I was dared to take my shoes off, and then dared to hold toes with George for a round. Then, Dream asked me,
"Truth or dare y/n?" My name sounds so amazing coming from his lips.
"Truth." I gulped, starting to feel flustered.
"Why are you single?"
"I um, I was rushing. I met the wrong person." I replied, looking at my lap, twirling my thumbs. Thankfully it was dark in the room, I know my face is beet red.
After a few more rounds Levi was shirtless, George swapped shoes with Adeline, and most of the people had stopped playing. It was Me, Adei, Levi, Dream, Sapnap, and George left.
"Truth or dare Levi?" Adei said.
"Truth."
"Out of everyone playing who do you think is the best kisser here?"
Dream Pov
"Out of everyone playing who do you think is the best kisser here?" Adei asked.
"Probably Dream. He looks like he has experience." I smirked when I heard a bunch of 'oohs' from the group, but underneath them all, I heard a whisper
"I would test that." I followed the voice only to find it came from y/n's lips, this made me smirk even more. Next it was y/n's turn.
Your Pov
"George, truth or dare?" I asked.
"Truth."
"Why are you single?"
"The girl I like is gay." he deadpanned, my heart twanged for him. Everyone went around, until it was Dream's turn.
"Y/n." He paused, almost as if he was unsure of himself, "Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Out of everyone here, who would you consider to be the right person?"
I froze. There is no way I can answer that. Just as I was about to answer, Adei spoke up;
"Actually Dream, thanks for the invite, but I think we are done for the night." She said, giving him a 'so fake you don't know its fake' smile. She stood up, helped me off the floor, and headed towards the exit. Once we got out of sight she pulled me into a hallway;
"I have to use the bathroom before we leave, stay here." she said, disappearing into one of the many doors in the hallway. I leaned up against the wall, taking my phone out of my pocket. Before I even unlocked it I felt someone brush against my shoulder, leaning against the wall next to me. I looked over, and to my surprise, Dream was standing there.
"What happened to your shirt?"
"Your friend Levi dared me to take it off as soon as you left."
"Okay, why'd you leave?"
"Irrelevant." He said, adjusting himself so that he was in front of me. He put one hand beside my head, and used the other to tilt my chin up to look at him.
"Did you really mean what you said?" he whispered, his voice quiet, barely loud enough for me to hear. I felt my face flush and tried to look down, but his hand held my face firm. He backed up slightly before continuing;
"Did you mean it when you said you want to kiss me?" his gaze pierced right through me, and before I could answer, Adeline came back.
"If you mean it meet me by the oak outside the Fictional Writing building at one." he said, before hurrying away.
I was just catching my breath when Adei met back with me, "Hey, are you ready?" she asked, I just nodded. Neither of us had drank so she drove us home. When we got there it was just past midnight. Adei and I got ready for bed, and before I knew it I had 15 minutes to get to the tree after Adei had fallen asleep. I hurry and put some shoes on and rushed down stairs and to the walkway. I walk across campus and make it at 1:02, when I see Dream start to walk away. 
"Dream!" I whisper yell, chasing after him. He turns around and I can see the smile on his face.
"Y/n." he grinned.
"You really need to stop saying that." I chuckle.
"What ? It's just your name."
"Well if you keep saying it like that I might actually kiss you."
At this he grabbed my hand and brought it up to his lips, planting a kiss on my knuckles before hesitating. "Did you walk all the way here?" he paused, looking down at me. I just nodded my head.
"You should really be more responsible y/n, you could catch a cold." he scolded, sliding the jacket he was wearing off his broad shoulders, putting it around mine, and taking my hands in his. He could hold my hand in the entirety of his.
"I'm fine, really. It's not that cold." I protest.
"Y/n, you are shivering, besides how would you know if I was a good kisser if when I kiss you your lips are numb?" he teased.
"Well we could always try it..." I mumbled.
"Well now sweetheart, don't get to far ahead of yourself. At least let me take you on a real date first."
"Why me?"
"It's simple sweetheart, I like you."
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cvnicalmnm · 2 years
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Louder (Dream x Female! Reader)
Warning: Slight degradation, ooc because plot, suggestive, college au, both are streamers but try to hide it, use of real names
Of course he had to be your partner, because what else would the universe have for entertainment? It obviously needs some drama, as it constantly stirs up the stewing and brewing tension between you and Dream. "Hey, could you pay attention at least a little? I know you don't like me, but I won't let your attitude get in the way of my GPA." ah yes, what's that phrase again? Speak of the devil and he'll appear? It's definitely true, though it seems my thoughts are enough to bring the torturous breaths of the man in front of me. I let out a small sigh before sitting down on the stool in the lab area of our classroom. "Well, let's get on with it then." I paused for a small second and then quickly turned my head towards the male. "Wait, I do not have an attitude. I simply reciprocate the energy I receive. It's not my fault you've got such horrible vibes that it appears as my own." Dream scoffed as he huffed into his seat next to me. Compared to me as well as the desk, he looked like a grown man playing with a child and her toys. This led to me pondering what kind of father he would be to children.
"Hey, I told you to pay attention. God....I can't deal with this right now.." I just shrugged and got my computer out of its bag. The bag was filled with my streaming logo and was very obviously merch. I heard a quiet chuckle from beside me and immediately followed the source. "What's so funny, pretty boy? You act like you don't constantly tote around every single item of Dream merch." This caused the blond to scoff and instantly put a damper on his mood, evident from his lack of a smile. Seeing the decrease in energy, mine was increased, almost like I drained his own. Filled with an odd giddiness, I pull up Microsoft Word to begin typing our project outline. "Alright so I'm gonna get this doc set up for our outline so we can put our info and stuff into it. I'll go ahead and send it to-" A ding from my computer was heard as I saw a notification pop up in the lower right hand corner. 'Clay Johnson has sent you an email. (1 file attachment)' I look at the blond beside me and grunt. "I was in the middle of talking and creating a professional work space. You probably put it together in seconds just so you could have ownership of the doc." I open the email with the subject being, 'Get better sweetheart <;3' and click on the attachment. "Sweetheart? Really? That's the best you've got Clay?" My snarky attitude is cut short and replaced with shock when the document loads, revealing a beautiful presentation on Microsoft Word. "When did you-how-" "You and the professor talk a lot, and I'm excellent with my fingers." He chuckled to himself as my cheeks flushed and progressed along with my annoyed groan. "Come on, your dumbass can code a better response than that." Dream began his stereotypical wheeze and cackle combo, stopping abruptly by my palm over his lips. "Dear God, shut the hell up Clay. We're getting stares from the professor and as you said, you won't let my attitude ruin your GPA. Therefore, shut the fuck up." He continued to chuckle from behind my hand, his breaths hitting and tickling me. 
     I let out a frustrated whine as my friend's laughter could be heard from my headset. "He isn't that bad, I think you're just irritable." As my other friends agreed, I cut them off. "Oh, Karl hangs around rich men and suddenly starts saying big words." This left two of the men in the call cackling as Karl sulked. "You're being mean for no reason, I think James and Robert are rubbing off on you." I sighed and rubbed my temples as I heard my email notification pop up again. 'Clay Johnson has sent you an email.' "Ugh, speak of the devil, and he shall appear I guess. Why does the universe just enjoy torturing me?" After hearing this, the three boys perked up and began talking over one another. "Ooh tell us what your boyfriend said!" "Let us hear come oooon." "Guys stop he's not her boyfriend, he's her soulmate." A soft grunt of annoyance could be heard from me as I opened the email. 
'Hey Ms. Brat, 
we've gotta get that work started and we don't have time to work on it in class until Friday. Here's my number. Call whenever you're done having an orgy with the football team. ;p
                                                                                                                              From Your Favorite Genius,
                                                                                                                                                            Clay Johnson'
"Sounds like he's got either a massive one on him, or he's compensating." The call erupted into hysterics full of cackles, giggles, and hitched breaths trying to breathe. "I'm gonna say it's probably the latter, Rob." The three gave each other a look before all leaving the call. "What the hell? They all just left. Oh well, guess I should go ahead and call this asshole. No reason to let my grades suffer over an egotistical dick."
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msmoonbeam · 9 months
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Hi guys as promised I UPDATED MY FIC AFTER WHO KNOWS HOW LONG!!! I made a promise that I will finish this freaking fic so I will do it! Anyway if anyone been waiting or remembers this is my dnf college hockey au fic and I think it’s so fun and cute so please read it especially if you love hockey like me :)
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tiniinbookland · 2 years
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i did the thing and wrote again, wohoo
Dream being an idiot, George struggling, Karlnapity being amused, College/University AU, fluff and humour | 10.9k words
wooooo I'll be happy about commentssss
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mcytblraufest · 2 years
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MCYTBLR AU FEST - The Gifts by the Numbers
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How Many Gifts? 
Over the course of the event, we saw gifts delivered from 133 gifters, of which 24 were pinch hits. Some of these gifters gave multiple gifts, because you are all just incredibly dedicated!
What Gifts?
The most commonly given gift was writing, but we also saw a considerable amount of art, and a good amount of other types of gifts. 
Writing: 78 gifts
Art: 46 gifts
Web Weave: 12 gifts
Playlist: 8 gifts
Stimboard: 2 gifts
What AUs?
We had a LOT of different AUs. A number of the gifts were tagged with several different tags to properly sum them up, but still— just look at all the AUs!
Fantasy: 32 gifts
Modern: 21 gifts
Paranormal: 13 gifts
Science Fiction: 13 gifts
Crossover: 7 gifts
Magic: 6 gifts
Superheros: 6 gifts
Cyberpunk: 5 gifts
Dungeons & Dragons: 5 gifts
Gods and Goddesses: 5 gifts
High School: 5 gifts
Mob Hybrids: 4 gifts
Royalty: 4 gifts
Coffee shops & Cafes: 3 gifts
Different Ending: 3 gifts
Dimensional Travel: 3 gifts
Fae: 3 gifts
Mermaid: 3 gifts
Soulmates: 3 gifts
Urban Fantasy: 3 gifts
Werewolf: 3 gifts
Assassin: 2 gifts
College/University: 2 gifts
Family Dynamic: 2 gifts
Horror: 2 gifts
LOTR: 2 gifts
Mafia: 2 gifts
Magical Girls: 2 gifts
Mystery: 2 gifts
Phantom of the Opera: 2 gifts
Pirates: 2 gifts
Post-apocalyptic: 2 gifts
Prank War: 2 gift
Sports: 2 gifts
Theatre: 2 gifts
Time Travel: 2 gifts
Vampire: 2 gifts
Villains: 2 gifts
30000 leagues under the sea: 1 gift
Age of Sail: 1 gift
Apocalypse: 1 gift
Age Reversal: 1 gift
ARK: Survival Evolved: 1 gift
Bad Guys Won: 1 gift
The Breakfast Club: 1 gift
Canon Divergence: 1 gift
Circus: 1 gift
Cowboys: 1 gift
Cryptid: 1 gift
Dinosaurs: 1 gift
Dystopian: 1 gift
Fairy Tail: 1 gift
Farm/Ranch: 1 gift
Forest Spirit: 1 gift
Heist: 1 gift
Historical: 1 gift
Idols: 1 gift
Isekai: 1 gift
Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell: 1 gift
Mechanic: 1 gift
Minimum Wage: 1 gift
Monsters: 1 gift
Musuem: 1 gift
Over the Garden Wall: 1 gift
The Owl House: 1 gift
Pokemon: 1 gift
Prequel: 1 gift
Roller Blading: 1 gift
Raft: 1 gift
Robots: 1 gift
Road Trip: 1 gift
Room of Swords: 1 gift
Sacrifice: 1 gift
Science: 1 gift
Shapeshifter: 1 gift
Shop: 1 gift
Slime Rancher: 1 gift
Small town: 1 gift
Soul Reapers: 1 gift
Space: 1 gift
Space Opera: 1 gift
Speedrunning: 1 gift
Spies and Secret Agents: 1 gift
StarCraft: 1 gift
Summer Camp: 1 gift
Supernatural: 1 gift
Teacher: 1 gift
Tokyo Ghoul: 1 gift
Twitch Streamers: 1 gift
Vegas: 1 gift
Warlock: 1 gift
Warrior Cats: 1 gift
Winx: 1 gift
Witches: 1 gift
Wings: 1 gift
Zombie: 1 gift
What Servers?
As above, we had several crossovers! DSMP was the most popular server, but 3rd LIfe, Hermitcraft, Origins and Empires all made a good showing, and we had several smaller servers that people still made gifts for. 
DSMP: 85 gifts
3L/LL/DL: 23 gifts
Hermitcraft: 21 gifts
Origins: 21 gifts
Empires: 13 gifts
30 Day SMP: 2 gifts
Afterlife: 2 gifts
Mianite: 1 gift
MCSR: 1 gift
SMP Live: 1 gift
Vault Hunters: 1 gift
What Characters?
Who did people choose to put in AUs? Well TommyInnit, Ranboo, Tubbo, and Grian led the leaderboards, but there were a lot of different characters who had the spotlight, even if for a little bit. 
TommyInnit: 34 gifts
Ranboo: 31 gifts
Tubbo: 25 gifts
Grian: 24 gifts
Wilbur Soot: 23 gifts
Technoblade: 21 gifts
GoodTimesWithScar: 19 gifts
Philza: 19 gifts
Dream (tagged as Dreamwastaken): 15 gifts
Quackity: 15 gifts
Sapnap: 13 gifts
PearlescentMoon: 12 gifts
Charlie Slimecicle: 10 gifts
GeorgeNotFound: 10 gifts
Jschlatt: 10 gifts
Jimmy Solidarity: 10 gifts
Joel Smallishbeans: 9 gifts
Niki Nihachu: 8 gifts
Mumbo Jumbo: 8 gifts
Karl Jacobs: 7 gifts
Scott Smajor: 7 gifts
Fundy: 6 gifts
GeminiTay: 6 gifts
Rendog: 6 gifts
Awesamdude: 5 gifts
Ethoslab: 5 gifts
ImpulseSV: 5 gifts
LD Shadowlady: 5 gifts
Zombie Cleo: 5 gifts
Captain Sparkelz: 3 gifts
DocM77: 3 gifts
Eret: 3 gifts
fWhip: 3 gifts
Foolish Gamers: 3 gifts
Jack Manifold: 3 gifts
Jellie: 3 gifts
Joe Hills: 3 gifts
Martyn InTheLittleWood: 3 gifts
Purpled: 3 gifts
TangoTek: 3 gifts
Bdoubleo100: 2 gifts
Friend the Sheep: 2 gifts
Iskall: 2 gifts
Ghostbur: 2 gifts
MythicalSausage: 2 gifts
Ponk: 2 gifts
Sneegsnag: 2 gifts
Xornoth: 2 gifts
Zedaph: 2 gifts
Aimsey: 1 gift
Boatem: 1 gift
BadBoyHalo: 1 gift
Captain Puffy: 1 gift
Chat: 1 gift
Couriway: 1 gift
ConnorEatsPants: 1 gift
Dr. Renstein: 1 gift
Evil Xisuma: 1 gift
FalseSymmetry: 1 gift
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blankerthought · 1 year
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I posted 31,129 times in 2022
That's 20,516 more posts than 2021!
779 posts created (3%)
30,350 posts reblogged (97%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@yellumina
@alien-girl-21
@blaze--boy
@sunshine-in-a-bottle
@hiveswap
I tagged 2,310 of my posts in 2022
#lo's stuff - 507 posts
#dsmp - 124 posts
#dreamwastaken - 86 posts
#my art - 78 posts
#mcyt - 73 posts
#cornered au - 54 posts
#quackity - 38 posts
#c!dream - 38 posts
#liveblogging - 35 posts
#check (change of game) - 32 posts
Longest Tag: 140 characters
#gets smoother at knowing when to use one mask or the other to use his words to pave the way people thought much like he used to back at “hom
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
for @baka-monarch ‘s prompt of a pack of simps, part of it is under the cut bc it’s long
There was something about Dream that called to people. Whether it was his sunny personality, his loud, optimistic approach to life, the way he was always willing to stand up for his friends and help out wherever he was needed- it made people flock to him. The fact that he had gorgeous green eyes full of life, cute freckles and an ass you could bounce a quarter off of was also probably a factor.
The one fact that made his friends despair, however, was that despite his quick wit and occasional hilarious yet dirty jokes, that man wouldn’t know how to spot someone being attracted to him in a serious way if it slapped him with a sign saying “hey, i think you’re hot and smart and fun, we should date”. Which had basically happened, given that more than once one of his- self described- “pack of simps” had said those words or even more and had still been met with… nothing. Just Dream thinking it was a joke. Again.
This was not an isolated incident for them.
It had started, as a lot of these things did, with a childhood crush. Sapnap had always seen Dream as his best friend ever, and it had not taken much time at all for those feelings to turn into something more. And that something… never turned to anything. At first, Sapnap had kept those feelings locked up, deep inside of him, a little scared that he’d run his best friend off. As the years passed, and both of them grew up, and he witnessed exactly how his best friend handled love confessions, he realized it was, maybe, a little pointless to hide it. At this point, no matter how often Sapnap made a not-so-joke about them banging, or dating, or living together, or literally getting married, it seemed like Dream would just let it pass him by. Which, honestly, kind of worked out for him pretty well. Yes, his best friend never got his hints, but on the other hand he could stare at him (and check him out) as often as he wanted and not be told off or anything, so. He’d take his wins where he could get them.
Then, there was George. The man had moved to America from England back in Dream’s second year of highschool, and it became increasingly obvious that Dream felt something for him from pretty much the get-go. Blushing, flirting (a little badly, but that was teenage boys for you), always wanting to hang out with him. Sapnap had been jealous as hell- and then he’d met George. 
The guy was equally as head-over-heels as him, and he still didn’t know it yet. Sapnap’s jealousy had abruptly vanished, and he’d debated telling George something about how maybe he should ask himself why he was always blushing, give him a hint or two. Then George beat him at Mario Kart and the decision to leave him to figure it out himself was clearly the only good choice to make. Fair was fair, and all that.
Of course, it kind of came back to bite him in the ass when George woke him up with a call at three in the morning about how he couldn’t be in love with Dream, oh my god, Sapnap stop laughing-
And then there were two. They sat together more often, bickering and laughing and also occasionally just loudly sighing about how their best friend was hot as fuck and apparently, kind of dumb emotionally.
Then highschool turned to college, and there were three and four.
Punz had gone to their same highschool, but aside from sharing a single class and sometimes detention, they’d never interacted; except for, apparently, Dream’s secret sign-up for fighting classes. Apparently, they’d both ended up in the same class, and as competitive as they both were they’d enjoyed having someone to fight against with the same type of passion. Fighting in class had led to training together, had led to sometimes sparring alone and well, once you had someone pinned or got pinned by someone to the floor enough times, it got a little easier to see that you thought the other guy was insanely hot. At least, for Punz. He’d taken a minute or two to consider his feelings, and then immediately launched himself into flirting with Dream. Not that it was that much of a difference with the sort of things he’d been saying before he’d realized, which in hindsight explained why their fighting instructor sometimes referred to them as ‘Lovebirds’.
Okay, so maybe Punz hadn’t been subtle at all, ever. But that just made it worse when, despite Dream blushing and sometimes flirting back at him, any actual attempts at anything were just ignored. He’d met Sapnap after he’d been by to pick Dream up, and apparently just the sight of him was enough for the other man to include him into their little pining club on the spot.
On the other hand, Fundy’s thing had been a bit more of a ‘wham bam thank you ma’am’ type thing, because the man had seen Dream after meeting him at the flower shop he worked at and then immediatly fallen stupid in love. Nobody could really judge him, but they did rib him hard anytime someone mentioned love at first sight, because for Fundy all it had taken was a single talk, a flower, and a smile, and he was part of the club. 
So there they were. Four single, hopelessly pining idiots, all of them madly in love with the same man, all of them trying their best for that man to fucking notice. It got so bad that Sapnap had officially declared them as ‘a pack of simps’, the name partly brought on by the constant furry jokes at Fundy’s expense. Sometimes they met up to brainstorm a way to confess, but a lot of the time it was just them, hanging out, joking and playing games and only sometimes bragging about something Dream had done with them (George was almost always on top of their unofficial list of brags, but the time that Dream had made Sapnap pancakes while shirtless had made more than one of them green with envy).
And of course, in the end, it all came to head with a couple of simple events, no plans, no elaborate confessions, nothing. When they’d recounted it all later, it was almost painful to see how stupid it was. 
Fact number one: All of them were loud people. They yelled a lot, they liked to say stuff that most people would probably blush with shame and hide away. They’d discussed, quite frankly, a lot of things that would’ve made old grannies have a heart attack. One of those topics tended to be Dream, because the title of simps had indeed not come out of nowhere, and they were all healthy, sometimes horny people with a crush the size of Russia on a man that wasn’t only hot, but regularly drove them crazy.
Fact number two: Up until Karl had offhandedly mentioned it to him one day, Dream had had no idea polyamory was even a thing.
Fact number three: One of Dream’s lectures had canceled unexpectedly, and he’d started heading back to his place before deciding to swing by Punz’s, just because. 
Fact number four: The ‘pack of simps’ had been meeting at Punz’s loft before planning to go meet up with Dream after his lecture ended, intending to go out for the night somewhere.
Fact number five: Dream had, apparently, been attracted to all of them right back. Maybe not from the very start, but almost. 
Fact number six: Apparently, a more apt title for all of them would have been ‘a bunch of dumbasses’, but they quite happily accepted ‘polycule’ instead.
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#4
sometimes i wish i could mail people their dtiys, but a picture shall have to do; here's @vioarry 's!
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#3
“arts and science are inherently tied but different” blah blah LISTEN TO ME. linguistics is like maths except the numbers are constantly evolving and also hate you personally
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#2
oh, here's my sketchbook's cover and back, since i was done with it i thought "might as well"
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My #1 post of 2022
here’s a little something i started yesterday
c!dream gets deaged- but instead of being an immortal, like the cornelius fic, or a kid, he’s a teenager; specifically, manhunt!dream.
He gets a potion thrown at him by fundy during- actually. He gets deaged during the disc war finale, in the moment he starts chasing tubbo once everyone’s there. Fundy panics and throws the first thing he had in his inventory, an experimental potion he had to bring along because it was too unstable to leave alone. 
The potion shatters against Dream’s side, in a loud crash that seems to resonate in the hall of attachments, and normally it’d be forgotten with the threat of the man himself against them, but his immediate scream catches their attention. 
Dream drops his shield, using his free hand to clutch at his face under the mask, seemingly in pain. The weapon in his other hand seems almost forgotten, too focused on whatever the potion had done.
Sapnap doesn’t lower his axe, not when he’s not sure what’s truth and what’s lie with the man in front of him anymore, but there’s hesitation in his movements when he takes a step forward. 
Dream doesn’t move. Doesn’t react at all. Not to bring his own axe up, not to pick up the shield. 
Then the clang of armor moving reaches him, and he snaps his head up, flinching back from his position as he looks around.
The movement knocks his mask askew, and he doesn’t seem to care.
But Sapnap, in front of him, seeing not the face of the man he knows but instead the face of a long-forgotten past, cares. He cares a hell of a lot.
“What? Wh- where…” He knows he shouldn’t flinch, but the trying-to-sound deeper voice of his once-friend brings out that part of him, the part that remembers being fourteen and mad and hungry and looking for cash, and it scares him. It can’t be. It shouldn’t be possible.
The person in front of him doesn’t pass for 21. He doesn’t even pass for overage. 
He looks fifteen, young and scared and trying not to show any of it as he bares his teeth at them like a feral thing, clutching the axe like a lifeline, like it’s the only thing between him and certain death, his suddenly just a little too big armor looking off on his frame.
This isn’t the man that committed the atrocities that they’re here for. This is the teenager that’s been hunted for longer than most people could ever try and escape for. Sapnap knows those eyes, he knows the prey drive that dwells behind them, and he knows how a cornered prey like that reacts, one that’s learned that there’s no use in pleading for mercy.
Dream reacts exactly like he’s been taught to.
He runs.
(edit: this fic is now on ao3, and is on its fourth chapter!)
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dnfao3tags · 4 months
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i think acts of love by overthejune fits the jock!dream x nerd!george tag
here you go anon!
— Acts Of Love by overthejune (teen | comp. | 62k)
Everyone loves Clay... everyone, that is, except for the sarcastic, edgy guy in the third row of Clay's English Language class. Clay has always enjoyed a challenge, but he never thought that it would be so hard to get someone to notice him. George has always enjoyed staying away from people like Clay, but he never thought that it would be so hard to ignore him. It will be quite a battle of the wills (or pills), and it will change their lives forever.
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“so, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me for i, too, am fluent on silence.”
— r. arnold
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jay or star! | 20 years old [12//07] | pronouns: she//her [doesn't mind they//them] | unlabled, demisexual [questioning pansexual and demiromantic] | latina [ecuadorian dominican]
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infj-t | saggitarius [sun], capricorn [moon] and capricorn [rising] | a gryffindor!! hopless romantic hidden under an anti-romantic | night owl vibes!! favorite trope: enemies to lovers is a visual arts major hoping to be an illustration major with a minor in computer science
˚ · .˚ · . ˚ · . 🩵🧸☁️ likes: collecting things, gothic literature, reading, writing, drawing, ink, pens, notebooks, sketchbooks, kpop, coffee [iced and hot], tea [iced and hot], books, cafes, disney movies, gore, horror [movies, literature, etc.], enemies to loves [my beloved, yes it has to be mentioned twice], dsmp, twitch, vtubers, most music, frogs, bears, raccoons, mice, horses, silver, jewlery, summer, kdramas [trying to get into more], true crime, soulmates, college aus, anime, oversized hoodies, comfy clothes, strawberries, sweets, blueberries, watermelons, chocolate, morally grey characters, [my beloveds &lt;3], villains [marry me please~], bats, snakes, spiders
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˚ · .🩵🧸☁️ music i listen to:
kpop: bts, stray kids, ateez, enhypen, nct, txt, seventeen, e'last, onlyoneof, the rose, golden child, big bang, monsta x, got7, block b, pentagon, e'dawn, wonho, dpr ian [still don't know if he's kpop-], p1harmony, xdinary heroes, victon, exo, many many more... jrock: unite, aicle, the gazette, pentagon, mejibray, lycaon//initial l, codomo dragon, born, razor broadway: hamilton, six, heathers, dear evan hansen, wicked, in the heights, sweeny todd, hadestown, beetlejuice other: glass animals, lovejoy, black veil brides, pierce the veil, sleeping with sirens, imagine, dragons, korn, nine inch nails, mother mother, maneskin, sub urban, glaive, vocaloid i listen to wayyyy too much music, i swear this isn't all of it- saw wicked in: 2019 [hs sophmore], beetlejuice on: december 2019 [hs junior], stray kids on: 6.29.22, ateez on: 11.28.22, taylor swift on: 5.14.23
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wilbur soot, tubbo, ranboolive, tommyinnit, karl jacobs, georgenotfound, dreamwastaken, most of the dsmp members, markiplier, jacksepticeye, mysta rias, vox akuma, ike eveland, most of the nijisanji vtubers, gura gawr, hakos baelz, most hololive//holostars vtubers
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resident evil series, omori, twisted wonderland, obey me!, a3!, mystic messenger, uta no prince sama, the arcana, colorful stage, rhythm hive, bts world, dark wood, minecraft
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love & gelato, caraval series, 6 of crows, shadow & bone series, scythe series, red queen, night vale books [the podcast is so amazing], gallant, and so many more books...i have like a tub full of them-
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toilet bound hanako kun, spy x family, your lie in april, black butler, hunter x hunter, komi can't communicate, assassination classrrom, HAIKYU, blue period, the devil's a partimer, uta no prince sama, attack on titan, kamigami no asobi, deadman wonderland, many many more i can't remember off the top of my head...
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lovetorn · 2 years
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tiktok prank [roommate!dream au]
summary: salt prank on r!dream
w/c: n/a
a/n: cute blurb for you guys :)
roommate!dream masterlist
You set your phone against the laundry basket that sits on the edge of the kitchen counter. Tiktok pranks are something you’ve been wanting to do for a while and one, in particular, caught your attention.
The salt prank. Now, nobody said you were good at cooking, per se, so when Dream came home to see you making soup? He was confused.
He walks through the front door and immediately sees you in front of the stove, stirring something in the pot.
“Hey, whatcha doing?” He asks, dropping his football duffle on the floor and toeing off his sneakers. You smirk as you lift the spoon that you previously loaded with salt before putting it slowly in the soup to cover the pile of salt with broth.
“Just making a soup,” You say, turning around and holding out the spoon. “Taste it?”
Dream furrows his brows and nods. “Sure.”
You placed the spoon at his lips and smiled softly. Dream gave you a wary look before he opened his mouth and accepted the soup.
As soon as it touched his tongue, however, you see a twinge of disgust before he nods. “Very salty.”
Your smile grows as you watch him trying not to gag. Dream assumes you think he likes it. “It’s good.”
You throw your arms up and Dream’s stomach flips. And whether that’s from your reaction or from the amount of salt he just swallowed, he doesn’t know.
“It’s good? Like actually?” You ask, tilting your head. Dream thinks you look so cute, he would do anything to make you smile.
“Yeah.”
“Why are you lying to me?” You then turn, seeing Dream’s face fall.
“Uh, I’m not?” His voice goes up an octave and you buddy out laughing.
“You are so cute, Dream,” You giggle before pointing to your phone that’s been filming the whole interaction.
“You’re kidding,” He mumbles, face tinted red as he turns away from you to pick up his bag from the doorway. He’s embarrassed and you try not to annoy him further.
“I’m sorry! I thought it would be funny,” You say, placing the spoon on the counter before following him to his room.
“Nope, it’s fine. Just remind me to never try anything you cook ever again,” He smiles falsely at you before he pushes past you and into the bathroom.
“Love you!“ You yell after him.
“Yeah, yeah,” His response comes, but you know he’s smiling as he replies and your heart flip flops.
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westywallowing · 3 years
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sometimes it feels like I'm on a ferris wheel
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kailjoi · 4 years
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MCYT College AU I came up with. There are more characters, but I’m starting a comic with these four, more to be introduced later. Twitter is in love with this au for some reason. Hope you like it so far! :)
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